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#The thing is holding on for dear life at this point
enwifen · 1 day
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i just can’t choose one! (p.js, s.jy, p.sh)
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pairing. poly!02z x fem reader
genre. domestic, slice of life, fluff
warnings. 02z being cuties, reader being overwhelmed with love (me when <\3), healthiest of healthy relationships, communication bc we love that for them
note. this fic was inspired by @all4aoki ‘s poly fics ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა there really should be more poly enha content on here…
Evening ver.
The first one to welcome you home is Jay, he’s usually watching football on the tv but immediately stops paying attention once he hears the jingle of your keys behind the door
You’re immediately brought in for a hug, a soft “hey babe” muttered against your hair
Once you pull away Hoon’s already behind Jay, smiling with his arms open. He usually asks how your day was and if you say anything other than good you’ll earn a cute pout from him and a “anything we can do to make it better?”
Sometimes Jake will be asleep upstairs, he’ll be upset if you dont say hi to him even if he’s taking a nap so you make sure to tiptoe into your shared room, gently shaking him and getting the cutest sleepy mumble of: “oh… y/n you’re home…” before you let him go back to sleep
You freshen up while Hoon cooks dinner downstairs, out of the four of you, he cooks the most often, second would be you and third Jay. Jake doesn’t really cook and would rather nibble while lingering in the kitchen which is why he can’t really be trusted in there. He can also be a little clueless when it comes to cooking (it’s adorable though)
Hoon likes to have you taste test whatever he’s making. Secretly, it’s rarely to hear whether the food is good or not but rather to hear you praise him
Jay likes to be a little shit and fake gag loudly when he hears “you’re such a good cook hoonie!”
“You two are gross.” He quips
“Ignore him, baby, want another taste?” Sunghoon smiles. You giggle at the former’s childish antics.
Jake comes down when dinners ready, yawning and ruffling his hair.
“Hey sleepyhead~” you coo. He goes to sit next to you which causes him and Jay to bicker over whose turn it is to sit beside you. Jay wins via rock-paper-scissors and Jake pouts whilst switching seats. Hoon shakes his head while watching the whole thing go down.
Hoon occasionally spoon feeds Jake seeing as he’s still a little groggy. “C’mon dude, you’re not a baby you know.” He says, all while smiling because he loves doing it really.
“You wouldn’t complain if it was y/n!” Jake whines.
“…That’s different.” You laugh because it’s really not, Jay comments on how hoon seems to be in his ‘tsundere era’
Cue more teasing of your dear ice prince because seeing his cheeks and tips of his ears go pink might just be the cutest thing in the world.
Tonight’s dish duty falls on you and Jay. The two of you actually work well together and get them done pretty quickly. If you take a little longer on a plate, he’ll either offer to help or hug you from behind and watch you.
He’s the type to enjoy watching you do literally anything even if it’s as mundane as washing dishes.
Jake and Sunghoon are cuddled up in the living room browsing Netflix. “What’s taking them so long…” Jake whines.
“Shh, they’ll be done soon, now what do you wanna watch?” (Hoon’s the best when it comes to dealing with whiny Jake)
You sit between Jay and Jake for movie night, one hand holding Jay’s and the other playing with Jake’s hair.
At some point, your head ended up on Jay’s shoulder and you fell asleep
Sunghoon carries you to bed since he’s better at picking you up without waking you up
The night ends with you snuggled up between your boys, Jake clinging to Sunghoon from behind, Sunghoon’s arm draped over your waist and Jay’s hand gently stroking your cheek- ignoring Hoon telling him to stop otherwise he’ll wake you.
Hoon is usually the last to fall asleep, preferring to watch over the three of you, he only sleeps once he knows the rest of you are all asleep. (We love a protective man)
Morning Ver
Neither Jay or Sunghoon are morning people so it’s usually you who wakes up first!
Despite falling asleep in the middle of Jay and Hoon it’s Jake who wakes up, following you to the kitchen
Sunghoon jokes that Jake only wakes up early to get to decide on what’s for breakfast.
Because Jake seems to act like he’s never eaten a day in his life, whoever’s cooking will always make his breakfast first so he can eat early
(Only to steal bits of food from either yours or Hoons plate when you all eat later.)
But you don’t mind since it stops his from snacking whilst you cook, smiling fondly while making eggs for yourself and your other two boyfriends.
Sunghoon wakes up a few minutes later, immediately smiling as the smell of scrambled eggs seeps through the cracks of the bedroom door. He gets up carefully to not wake Jay (even though said man sleeps like a log, seriously, not even a fire could wake this guy.)
Because of how graceful and agile Hoon is, you never hear him walk downstairs, only aware of him once his arms circle your waist. It used to make you jump, and sometimes it still does, but now you just hum a soft “good morning~” and nodding when he asks if you slept well.
Some days, like today, Jay likes to sleep in for a really long time so by the time he comes down, you and Hoon are already halfway through breakfast.
“You guys didn’t wait for me?” He pouts.
“We would have if you didn’t have important dreamland duties…” Jake chuckles.
Jay sulks for a little and is only cheered up after being babied by you while you feed him breakfast.
“Now look who’s being gross…” Sunghoon grins around his mug.
“Shut up.” Jay grumbles back.
Jake and Sunghoon take care of the dishes this time. You would help but if you and Jake were left to do it… let’s just say water and bubbles would be flying pretty quickly and Sunghoon is not fond of having more mess to clean up.
Jay is more than happy to have you to himself for a few moments, cuddling with you on the couch whilst peppering your face with kisses. He loves nothing more than making you burst out into a fit of giggles.
Sunghoon has some work to do so he heads up into his home office, leaving you, Jay and Jake to spend time together.
The boys feel like playing video games and this morning you don’t feel up for it so you decide to play on your phone instead.
Though at some point you’re just watching them play.
You enjoy the few moments you get to witness how your boyfriends interact whenever they’re not all over you.
Jake being Sunghoon’s baby boy is already a thing you find cute but with Jay he’s more playful. They like to tease one another a lot especially when it comes to gaming, Jake’s slightly better than Jay and likes to rub it in his face.
“Y/n, instead of just sitting there, maybe defend me a little?” You laugh and get up to gently peck his cheek.
“Sorry baby, the two of you are just too cute I couldn’t help but watch~”
Jay rolls his eyes playfully, focusing on button mashing.
Your attention is diverted elsewhere after you hear a call of your name coming from upstairs.
“Be back in a sec!” You say, making your way up to Sunghoon’s office.
“Hoonie?”
The man in question swivels around in his chair and good lord does he look good. He’s changed out of his pyjamas into a button up with a few of the top buttons loose, you assume he had been on some sort of work call.
He pats his lap, signalling for you to come sit.
“What’s up?” You ask.
“Nothing.” He smiles, sharp teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he bites it. “Is it bad I just wanted to steal you away for awhile?”
You giggle and shake your head. “Not at all~”
Watching your boyfriend work wasn’t the most interesting thing in the world but you were perfectly content spending time with him like this regardless, busying yourself with playing with his hand instead.
“Hey Y/n?”
“Hm?”
“Which one of us do you love more?” Sunghoon grins cheekily. You notice he asks this question every once in a while and you think it’s because he finds your answer cute.
“Mm… I can’t choose!”
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missterious-figure · 2 days
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Okay okay!!! I’m infected with baby fever and want to spread it on!
What if y/n had a little baby, and had to bring them to work. How would the boys react? I have images of them preening the baby, picking at their clothes and getting downright aggressive if someone tries to take them away. Like y/n and baby in a nest of pillows and blankets while the three birds boys hiss and spread out their tail feathers to intimated the poor workers just trying to check up on the mother and child.
That’s all from me! Have a fantastic day or night!!!
You sat there. All surrounded by piles of pillows a shed feathers. You were holding your precious little Joy. Your baby girl. She was giggling at the three ginormous peacock harpies as they cooed to her, their tails all spread wide. Their tails effectively made a wall preventing on seers to even catch a glimpse of you and your baby. And you couldn't see anything past them. The worst part about all this? They hadn't cornered you in their rooms. No, they had brought all the pillows from their private rooms all the way to the garden of the casino. Then they had picked you up and stuffed you and Joy into their makeshift nest. As you sat there annoyed, Sun suddenly grabbed your attention.
"Oh, please, can I hold her?? I'll be super gentle!! I promise!!"
He had his hands held out, ready to snatch up Joy at a moments notice. Sun, Moon and Eclipse had been begging you to hold your baby the whole time you had been put in the nest. Moon shoved Sun back.
"No!! Let me be the first to hold them! She wants more me anyway!!"
Eclipse pushed past Moon.
"Now, now, little boys! Let me hold her, I'm the most responsible after all."
You were sick of their badgering, you were a little worried. You wanted to let them hold her, but you were afraid that they would wrestle over her. Or wouldn't give her back. Reluctantly, you held her out to Eclipse. All three of the peacock harpies went utterly silent. The way Eclipse picked her up was probably the most adorable thing you've ever seen him do. He reached out so slowly, scared even the slightest touch could shatter Joy's small body into bits. Cupping his hands under her, he gently lifted her from your trembling hands. He pressed her to his chest and began to sway back and forth.
Moon and Sun looked equally jealous, but then they turned to you. Sun snuggled up in the nest on your right, Moon flanked you on your left.
"You must be exhausted from caring for Joy all the time! Let us care for you now!"
Both brothers wrapped you in their arms and started to massage you, tending to your shoulders and back. Your face had gone beet red in only a few seconds. The two harpies on your sides where whispering sweet nothings into your ears, and the one standing in front of you was cradling your baby in his massive arms. Everything was chaotic, yet peaceful somehow. You knew Joy was safe with Eclipse. You knew a three harpies would do anything to keep you and your baby safe. You had started to close your eyes, when one of the to brothers clinging to you stopped moving.
"Excuse me, I was just coming over to check on you and your baby."
You knew the voice was addressing you. You opened an eye to see one of your fellow staff members, a man, sheepishly grinning at the three towering harpies. Sun, Moon and Eclipse were giving him death stares, their feathers puffing up in aggression. Eclipse turned to him, looking down his nose at the poor guy.
"They're fine. Best get going."
Moon had let go of you and was already getting up. Sun was pressing you closer to himself, feathers bristling angrily.
"Sorry, but I was given instructions to ask them that."
He pointed to you. That was the wrong answer, apparently, as Moon growled and bounded towards him. The man yelped, turned tail, and ran for dear life. Moon chased him about, purposely keeping pace with the guy. His feathers were all ruffled, his tail folded back. You could tell he wasn't seriously going to hurt the dude, but you felt bad.
"Moonie, come back!"
Moon perked up immediately at your voice. He came to abrupt stop. He snarled one last time at the out of breath man, and strutted back over to you. He most be so proud of chasing off the "threat". He found his comfortable place next to you, his chin up with a smug little smile on his face. You giggled quietly. You looked at each of the three harpies. Eclipse was humming to the now asleep Joy he was carrying, Sun was tenderly clutching you close, and Moon was still so happy with himself. These little goobs. Such funny boys.
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galene-gothic · 4 hours
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︎︎⊹ ! 🪡︎ Pile 1 ꒱
꒰ Why do/would people love you for you ? ꒱
You’re a very “all or nothing” kind of a person. The way you are and live also have something youthful and innocent about them. You don��t let the world taint you and stray you away from who it is that you truly are. The dreams and values that you had as a child still exist within you, you also haven’t let the passion for life that you had as a child die down. The way that you carry yourself, the things that you say and do, you are so refined and elegant with it. Despite, your youthfulness and passionate personality, you’re very wise, mature, elegant and self reliant. You’re someone who people literally cannot take their eyes away from. There’s just a charisma and aura that radiates off of you that makes people think that you’re too good to be true, it also makes their hearts race, cheeks flush and breaths freeze. You’re naturally a grateful and abundant person who seems to have it all even if you don’t due to your ability to keep your heart content. You also don’t seem to need people and when you do love someone, it’s because it’s a choice. You have a fire in your heart and it warms even those around you. Despite your fiery and passionate personality, you’re also grounded and intelligent. You know how to strategise and have your way in life but you don’t seem to use it for ill motives. You get away with things a lot, people wonder how you seem to do so. You’re witty, know just what to say and are a crazy risk taker. I’m pretty sure at some point, you’ve done things for the plot but it was still fueled by genuine passion and excitement. I feel like this pile is likely to have a high libido. The high sex drive could be saved up for your partner (or someone who deserves you) due to how much you seem to prioritise yourself. You’re quite strategic with how much you tell others and how close you let them get to you but it might be so natural to you that you’ve never even really thought about it. It’s a good trait though, don’t worry. You’re seductive in more ways than one - the one who seems to have it all, the one is grounded yet exciting, the one who is passionate yet realistic, the one who is loving yet strategic about who you let close to yourself, so on and so forth. How could someone not love you? Those who you get vulnerable around and those who you have talked to about your childhood or early life trauma with seem to love you a lot. They know just how pure hearted you are despite going through all that and they can’t help but love you.
You approach those who you let into your heart and life in a very childlike fashion. You aren’t immature but you forget about staying cautious, you choose to just love them wholly and purely, like a child, willing to forgive and understand. With the way you love, it’s good that you’re careful with who you choose to truly love. You’re quite independent and know how to keep yourself content but still have a genuine and strong desire to give out and receive love, to share your life with your people. I’m tearing up, this reading might not seem that deep to you but as the reader who feels energies, this is really touching. You’re still very emotionally driven despite having grown up and experienced your own fair share of sad moments. You are the type that people would fall in love with every single day. There are also times when you gain an interest that you get hyper fixated on which is very cute for others to witness. The way you talk with that spark in your eyes, people love it, they hold you so dear. You’re really charming and have your way with words. Half hearted loving doesn’t make sense to you. You might be one of those people who don’t understand the concept of “you can find other people attractive while you are in a relationship because it’s fine as long as you don’t act on it” because you’re fiercely loyal and devotional on a soul level (same mate same). You have a big aura, integrity and heart xD. You might also know how to be physically affectionate (at least with those you hold close to you). You’re self confident and funny. There are times when you get angry or sulky but it’s in a playful and childlike way, and it’s really cute xD. You carry a lot of lessons within you and are a really fair person. Due to how much integrity you possess, you’re accepting of when you did something shitty. You’re like “well, what I did was in fact wrong.” You understand how cause and effect work so when you do something and have to deal with the consequences, you usually do pretty well. I genuinely feel like this pile has had to be hurt again and again to let go of someone or maybe even multiple people though. You have likely learned your lesson though. Due to this, you don’t blow people’s mistakes out of proportion unless they outright betray you, it also makes you accepting of others flaws and shortcomings. You know how to look at things objectively and treat people well despite their mistakes. However, due to your strong sense of integrity, there is still a line to that. I hope that you enjoyed the reading, much love and take care, until next time 🫶🏻.
︎︎⊹ ! 🪡︎ Pile 2 ꒱
꒰ Why do/would people love you for you ? ꒱
You have an ability to feel content regardless of the circumstances of your life is something that makes you incredibly beautiful. You’re someone who self reflects and tries to change your ways when change is needed. You do not jump into attacking someone when they try to talk about how your actions affected them. You’re self aware and your focus is on yourself instead of hating on other people. You have gratitude for what you already have instead of choosing to stay in an energy of lack over what you do not have. You are deeply reflective and are able to accept yourself, others and situations as they are. You understand your responsibilities and see the positive aspects of negative situations while trying to make things better. You’re focused on your emotional growth and try to leave the past behind you. You have integrity and self respect, you understand that by staying stuck on past people or situations, you will be denying yourself the love and life that you deserve in the present and future for love and life that aren’t even there anymore. You give yourself another chance at life, you give yourself another chance to love and not only that, you give people the chance to create a space in your life and heart. You aren’t the type of person to be like “you never get over your first love” because you understand how disrespectful it is to your future partner(s) and also to yourself because when you say things like that, you’re suggesting that a person who has already left your life is unforgettable while the person who is currently loving you and is sticking with you cannot live up to your ‘first love’. You have a zest for life and try to seize opportunities. You often forget just how beautiful you really are. You tend to feel insecure and inadequate at times but you somehow still have a superiority complex. You don’t mind rebelling for a cause and you probably have something that you always go back to (not a person) but something like a calling, a certain lifestyle that just calls to you. You can be really brutal if things come down to it, please never don’t forget your power. You also have strong morals and ethics. You’re someone who carries yourself with integrity and respects those around you. There’s something that seems extremely sharp and cunning about you.
You’re someone who’s able to remain impartial and are the type to be like “that sounds like a you problem” to your own friends when they say that they want honest advice from you. You often have control over your emotions and have a cold aura but despite this, you know how to love people through actions. There’s something about you saying things in a very cool and genuine manner as well even though it might come off blunt, it’s still polite. You’re someone who doesn’t accept unreasonableness in any form. You have a moral code and ethics that you’re choosing to live by. There’s also something very detached and passive about you, as if you’re not there. You’re someone who introduces others to different perspectives because you literally get downloads. You might be sitting there, slurping your noodles but suddenly have an epiphany which helps you connect dots from the past and live life better in the future. You just seem so wise and also have great discernment. You’re someone who goes “she likes him” simply by hearing about the way ‘she’ was acting towards or talks about him and it turns out to be true. You’ve had to sacrifice a lot in order to get to this point. At this point, most things that scare you thrill you even more. People often don’t understand why you do the things that you do but somehow, that’s exactly what works out for you. Also, you have the ability to leave things as they are. At this point, you’re not someone who is trying to complete chapters, give out, receive closures, etc. anymore. There are times when you pause to do something and people think that you’re directionless but you pop out with success, like a whole new lifestyle. People undermine you while still being so threatened by you, I truly don’t know how to describe this energy. There’s something odd and special about you. It’s like, you have a different level of consciousness which allows you to be ahead of your time. There are times when people think that you’re insecure, directionless or go out of their way to make you feel lower just for you to develop a different life and identity for yourself after collapsing. You might have been attracted to the first pile. I hope that you enjoyed the reading, much love and take care, until next time 🫶🏻.
︎︎⊹ ! 🪡︎ Pile 3 ꒱
꒰ Why do/would people love you for you ? ꒱
You’re very in touch with your shadow aspects which also allows you to not often point your fingers at others and that is a very beautiful quality to have. You’ve had to deal with a lot of shame. In fact, you might still be dealing with it. You’re someone who confronts your fears in order to grow. You also encourage others to do the same. You have the ability to connect deeply to people and things which can be good or bad depending on how extreme it gets. You’ve had major breakthroughs and your life experiences seem to be a source of change. You experience major growth and change ever so often. You’re either enslaved to the demons in your mind (unnecessary shame, guilt, etc.) or you were but now, you’re freeing yourself or have already managed to do so. Despite, all the betrayal that you’ve faced, all the illusions that trapped you, all the negative thoughts and feelings, you have made empowering progress emotionally and mentally. Even, you yourself have made many mistakes and have done immoral things but you’ve learned. You’re extremely passionate and ambitious. You also know how to make a stable environment for those who you love. You have a grounded, realistic and practical way of loving others. You feel the need to take the responsibility for everything and everyone. You’ve dealt with a lot of negative things and attachments disguised as positive ones, you’ve learnt and grown from them. A lot of your relationships have proved to be false which is saddening. However, the lessons that you’ve learned from them are tangible and invaluable to you. You’ve made a lot of poor choices, felt trapped, dealt with the consequences of your actions and have had major reality checks. You’ve had a lot of humbling experiences in your life (or one major one) and you’ve dealt with it pretty well. I’m being called out to tell you that you NEED to have a purpose in your life, no matter how little it might be, don’t procrastinate, don’t be overly realistic but don’t be unrealistic and a daydreamer with no action either. Your life has led you to a point where you’re not desperate anymore, you’re not easily fooled in terms of emotions.
You learn from past failures and continue persisting and moving forward to do and become better. You are resilient and are emotionally intelligent and rich due to the experiences that you’ve had so far. Your life, though chaotic seems to have been really eventful. You influence others due to this, you’ve developed a profound depth and have lived as so many different people. You’ve done many people dirty and you’ve had many people do you dirty as well, due to how many different identities, you’ve taken on, people think that change, growth and acceptance is possible for them as well. People learn from you and explore their own emotional depth. You often feel like people don’t deserve you due to your depth (you choose not to think that way because you’re quite loving) and feel like they don’t understand you at the level of depth that you understand them. You have a focused nature and certain values that can be considered sort of conservative while still you being an open minded person? You carry yourself in a humble yet expensive manner. You’re also quite confident. You’re consistently if not constantly changing and evolving. You seem to be indifferent to the changes that happen around and within you, as if they came easily to you while still being authentic enough to seem as though you had to grow into those changes. Due to how humble you are, how playful you can be and times when you act like they’re better than you? I’m not sure what it is, possibly people pleasing? There are times when people think that you don’t finish what you started, you are dumb, boring, obsessed with shallow things, etc. That you’re a daydreamer who spends more time contemplating than actually doing. That is far from the truth, first of all, you have strong integrity and are really headstrong. You are self confident and can be quite ruthless when the need be there, not just ruthless on other people but also on yourself. You look at the bigger picture and have trustworthy judgements which make you an excellent entrepreneur. You can focus and persevere, and these are all things that they see once you stop being humble and choose to not give them your time of the day 😻.
You also have the ability to be a bit hardcore. When you work, you work too hard and when you play, you play too hard xD. Also, your ability to become apathetic or atleast act like it? The way you’re able to not let your work get too much for you sometimes and know how to have fun without a care in the world while still managing to complete your duties is enviable. You also have it in you to take a lot of responsibility, definitely an admirable quality. Also, you are good at saying no, learning how to do so or seem like you are able to say it quite easily. You’re also able to express enthusiasm, excitement and joy in a very grand manner without caring about what others think. You have movements that are quite slow naturally even though when you get excited, you tend to gain really vivacious and loud movements. You try to and seem to have a life outside of your phone. You value quality time without phones (probably one of your pet peeves is having your date be on their phone instead of having a damn conversation). People envy how every hurt and negative experience of yours helps you find solutions to a better life. You seem empowered and have something raw and authentic about you. People can tell that you’ve experienced a lot and you’re still healing, and that only further adds to your charms. You have a new perspective for which people of the past truly envy you. Your self acceptance and how you overcome obstacles one after another. How could you possibly not be loved and admired? You are funny, passionate and have your way with words, you had to learn your way around routines and discipline due to how pulled you felt towards the new passions that you used to gain but at this point, you’ve learned how to focus and consistently work on either one passion or multiple passions at the same time without quitting. You still want to have fun and walk in the sun (and rot in bed) so there are days when you choose to act like a loser, HOWEVER, THAT’S NOT WHO YOU ARE!! These qualities add more humanness to you. You’re likely someone who doesn’t want to work a 9-5, even if you do, you still want to have something of your own and live life passionately. I wonder if all the piles are interconnected. I hope that you enjoyed the reading, much love and take care, until next time 🫶🏻.
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nebby-3124 · 2 days
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Face Sitting Headcanons w/ Satoru Gojo x AFAB Reader (not sfw)
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originally posted: September 27, 2023
a/n: in light of recent events, I get to share this early! I'm not kidding in saying that my coochie wrote this. I'm not in denial. Everyone else is in denial and I'm not even into Gojo- cw: not sfw, mdni, afab reader, reader has afab body parts (pussy, cunt, clit, etc.), established relationship, face sitting, cunnilingus, overstimulation
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When you ride his face:
When it came to your relationship with Gojo, two things could happen if you asked him to let you ride his face. He'd either indulge you momentarily before doing something silly and ruining the intimate mood for you. (Yes, this man, at one point, attempted to blow raspberries into your pussy.) Or he'd completely indulge your desires, much to your delight or dismay.
Whenever you've fucked Gojo, he's been noisy, albeit talkative, praise, teasing or degradation, you name it, but when you ride his face the noises, he makes differ from his usual chatter. The only real way to make him stop talking is either gagging him or sitting on his face. His voice is muffled, but with his mouth pressed against your folds, his tongue lavishing your cunt with so much attention, it's hard to not see how much he enjoys it.
Gojo isn't a man who you'd consider a slow paced lover, but when it comes to letting you sit on his face or eating you out, he's precise and detailed. He eats you out like you are his favorite confection, so when you sit on his face, how could he not give you the same amount of attention?
He lavishes your clit with his tongue and open-mouthed kisses and sucks on it until you are squirming on top of him. You have to hold on to the bed’s headboard to steady yourself. His ministrations are relentless until you are being edged. He doesn’t let you have the orgasm you want and instead leaves you rocking your hips against his mouth as you babble and whimper helplessly above him. You need to hold on to the headboard of the bed for dear life as you feel the tip of his nose bump against your clit as Gojo eats you out.
When you find yourself so close to cumming, from Gojo's ministrations, he wants to cum with you. Sure, Gojo can be mean when he wants to, but he also wants to enjoy the intimacy with you. With one hand firmly against one hip, ensuring that he's still able to make you cum with his mouth while you rut your hips against his face. Gojo's other hand goes to stroke his already erect cock, stroking himself until he cums with you.
The orgasm for the both of you is intense, with Gojo lapping up every bit of your release. He doesn't care that his cum is splattering against his abdomen as he knows he can pull every type of moan and whimper from your trembling lips. After cumming with you like that, he could probably go for another round if you're willing...
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theysaidhush · 2 days
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Dear Christopher,
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-> Pairing: Ex!Bang Chan x Reader
-> You write a letter to Chan one year after he breaks up with you, asking questions you wish you had answers to before he left.
-> heavy angst, bit of smut
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I thought love was everything I needed. You said it was everything we needed. I believed it. Truly did. Because even if everyone likes you, even if I am everyone, everyone is not me. They don't get to see you when waking up, they don't get to touch your face like I wish I did, don't get to hold your hand or look into your eyes when we were dinning - that, I wish I did too. I'm just realizing that I might as well be just everyone, don't you think so too?
"I will love you, to the moon and back."
Was your trip to the moon too short that it did not last long? Was trying to reach out for the stars too tiring? It wasn't even what I asked for...
I met you on a sunny day, remember? I bet you do, because as much as I want you not to, so I can blame you, I know you do. You're just like that, so perfect that it's actually hard for me to write this letter. I want to point at your flaws and scream and screech at that blank, virgin piece of paper. But I can't. It holds too much meaning to me. I still have it. Why do I still have it? Ah, seriously...
So yeah, we met on a sunny day. I think it was holidays? At least for you. Those are rare aren't they? You were nobody, walking down the street. No holy glow, no charming or alluring walk. Just you, your cap and your way too baggy black clothes. I wasn't sucked it, did not look twice at that strange man covered like a person would if walking in Netherlands. And you came to me and told me a weird pick up line with that accent of yours that made me think about what you said twice just because I couldn't comprehend it. I wouldn't have answered if it wasn't for your giggle. You were giggling. Giggling for God's sake. What man giggles in 2022? But you sucked me in, just like that. With those charming dimples. Suddenly, the ocean wasn't enough to quench my thirst, no weight was heavy enough to hold me down and no colors was enough to paint you and picture you just like you were that day. It was so overwhelming I wish I hadn't met you, that day. I was a blushing mess (I still am when recalling that scene), my hands were sweaty and I was feeling dizzy. How dare you sounding so pretty? Because yeah, you made me realize that a sound could be pretty too. I fell in love for the first time in my life. I fell when I met you.
We met later. You were late. I did not think much about it. I am not one to care for those kind of things. Still am. How could I known it was a telltale sign? How would I known? You asked me questions about myself. You were the first to actually make me feel like an interesting person. Is it fool? I don't know. But I loved telling you about my life. You always hear, you always listen. I love that about you. I could have told you about how I saw an ant carrying another ant, how funny I thought it was, and you could have laughed like you were here to witness it, like it was actually funny. I could have told you about this really sad movie that I watched a few days prior and you could have scrunched your face and furrow your eyebrows as if you were trying not to cry. I could have told you about that stain on my table that I just can't clean and your fingers would have itched to do it for me. I fell in love a second time. I fell when I got to know you.
And then you left. I appreciated spending time with you. I appreciated the way you asked me if you could hold my hand. Just by that I could tell that your mother was a lovely and respectable person. I appreciated the way you were always trying to find something to do. I did not care about that suffocating thing covering half your face.
"I wanna see you do plenty of things so that I can know what you like and what you doesn't. I wanna get to know you when you are surprised, sad, happy, delighted. I wanna fell in love with every facet of your personality." you said. Was what you found not attractive enough? Was it not enough to keep you entertained, Chan?
Then you told me you had to leave. I hoped it wasn't just a summer fling. But you asked for my number, and we talked even after you left. Even in my sleep I was thrilled about waking up and reading your text in the morning, can you believe that? Who gave you the right to take my heart hostage and to care for it? Your texts were sweet, your voice in our weekly phone calls sweeter. And those pictures of landscapes even more. Got me thinking about how I wanted to be by your side. How I wanted to watch this sunset with you, how I wanted to hold your hand and kiss you until I can't breathe.
We never kissed. I regret that. I despise that. But maybe it is because we weren't meant to. And yet, in the darkest of night I was thinking about how I wanted to be next to you. How I wanted some warmth, some love. How I wanted to trace your body with my tongue. How I wanted to hold your hands while I'm making love to you. For the first time in my life I was horny. I wanted you to fill me up, to caress and to touch. I wanted to feel your fingertips on my body, to feel you fingers in my private part, to hear your whispers in my ears as you are delicately rocking my body. For the first time in my life I was a stranger in my own body. Touching and trying to please myself just like you would do if you were there. How funny, I'm sounding like a perv.
But you slowly started to disappear. Photos getting blurry. Texts getting shorter. Phone calls getting rare. Affection being yearned for.
And then you told me that you could no longer be with me. And that's when I fell in love for the third time. I fell because I realized how our one year relationship meant to me. You took everything with you. After that, the sun rays were burning flames, the smell of coffee was suffocating, the laughs of people was defeating, my thoughts were deadly.
You got me thinking about me. About I could would have be if I never met you. A happier version of myself. Confident and proud. But instead, you got me thinking about what was wrong about me. Was I not enough? Were my quirks and habits too weird? Was my voice and my laugh repulsing? Was my body disgusting? You got me dreading looking at my reflection, you got me dreading meeting new people. What if they didn't like me? What if I was not interesting enough? What if I was too loud? too obnoxious? too silent? too shy? too quiet? to weird? too ugly? too clingy? too distant? too mean? too nice? What if I was me? What if they didn't like me?
And I hate myself for saying this, because this is not all your fault. I was insecure before meeting you. But you gave me a taste of self-confidence, and it was like drug, addicting. But it was a you thing. The way you made me feel like we were on top of the world. You took it with you. I don't know how to go back to my old self.
I hope that one day I will heal feel again. But for the moment I will try.
It's been a year now. I still love you. I'll never love someone like I loved you. But you'll never love me like you love music. And I respect that. I only found out a few months after our break up that you were a world wide star. Mask and cap be damned, your voice is one that I can't forget. I think I understand now. Why you left. And again, I respect that.
I love you. We could have talked about it
I love you. If only you had told me
I love you. I'm sorry you didn't feel loved enough to tell me about your job
I love you, I wish you just told me why you left
I'm sorry. I should have try harder.
But maybe I was just that. Maybe I was just everybody. I'll try to forget because I genuinely wants to see you happy. Maybe one day I'll thank you for helping me growing up as a person. Maybe one day I'll tell about my first love to my friends. Maybe one day I'll write you another letter and write:
"And one day, your name didn't make me smile anymore."
To Bang Christopher Chan
From A Baby-Stray Stay
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(2/3)
The second character is the MC's father and he is the one i am moderately worried about
Bit of info:
His parents where high nobility, they where also perfectionist, violent narcisissts obsesesd with their bloodline who belived themself above all other humans, and where up to their neck in the more unsavory parts of organized crime. This leads to him being obssesed with being the best possible father to his son and a good husband to his wife. He also uses his influence as a duke to benefit and protect the common people as much as he can since the servants of his parents did their best to protect him and give him a better childhod when he was still living and he holds commoners in a high regard because of this among other things.
So for the bad part:
He does his best to do good lawfuly but he has no problem with using violent and/or unlawful methods to protect the vulnerabel. Whic most sane person wouldn't consider a bad thing, i know, but its still moraly ambiguos. especialy He also manipulates other nobels and uses bribery when things call for it (most nobels in his kingdom do the same, but coruption is coruption.) He also strugels with anger isuess and has a tendency to violently lose his temper if someone threthens or insults his son or wife even in the slightest. He mellows out a lot as the story progreses and eventualy completely stops with any unlawful activities or bribery and his temper improves a lot but his last, and most severe outburst and its consequences lead to him losing an eye and suffering several moderately sized second and tird degrre burns on his back, shoulders, feet and on the front of his lower legs.
A quick run down of that: the crown prince beats up the MC, breaking his nose and causing him a concusion, cuts his face with a dagger and trys to stab him in the neck. Dear old dad arives on the scene, loses his mind, and beats the crown prince into a pile of bloody mush ( the Prince lives, i am on the fence of giving him a disability especialy a facial difference due to the injuries he suffers. It would be realistic since MC's dad fully intended to murder him there and only stoped because his son called out to him. But even if he improves criticaly once his dad is put out of comision and attacking the MC was not his idea, he is still not a great guy at this point and i would like to avoid unfortunate implications of him deserving what he got / impliying that disability is a punishment that some people deserve instead of something that just is/ perpetuating the bad-old trope of bad or moraly grey character with a facial difference. Is there any way i could do this while avoiding these things or should i find a way for him to fully heal from his injuries? It can be done, but it would be convoluted)
Back to bussines. This performance earns the MC's father several things
His son's survival of the encounter with the prince.
The king's unbribeled attention and anger aimed at his family.
A nice indefinite stay in the deepest cell of the castle dungeon
A bat- shit insane offer from the king to save his own life at the price of the MC being executed in his place (MC has a claim to the trone, its stronger than the princes, he has no intention of ever claiming the throne, the king doesn't care) This is on the basis of "eye for an eye tooth for a tooth, heir for a heir" (even if the prince recovers completely he would still find him uselessafter the public humiliation, his failure to make the MC "unfit to rule" and the mental trauma he suffered due to the incident. ). The MC's father finds this repulsive
The first treason charge in a century after he unsuprisingly refuses said offer.
What transpires at his execution is what leads to his scars. There is a law i made up for this fantasy country that a man executed for threason shall be publicly hanged and left hanging untill the ravens gouge out their eyes and then whatever remains of them shall be burned ( i did this partialy because of a saying in my mother tongue i found a great potential in for being even harsher an insult and partialy becasue it makes for great horror pushed either way. If its a problem i am willing to change it ) One of the gods decide to interveen. Fyi: They are the god of death,the dead, the afterlife and rebirth. And he is the most unanbiolugusly good character among the few gods who are mentioned by name and given any amount of "page-time."They are also much more eager to help humans directly since he adores them. The gods also have a rule that each time they interween and change fate it leaves a permanent impact on the world, the bigger the change the bigger the impact. Revealing himself to a populace whose greatest contact with gods in the last milenia was recently meeting their curent envoy to declare his intentions has a significantly higher cost on the world-changing scale than sending a raven to remove one of his eyes and pinch a piece out of his face near enoug the other to conceal it and then putting out the pire with a thunder storm before their newly minted charge burns to a crisp. Also it still gets the divine intention across nicely.
The MC's father is actualy pretty positive about his situation and he actualy likes the scars since his parents would absolutely loath that he isn't "perfect" anymore and also considers them a a badge of honor since he saved his with gaining them. The only reason he dislikes them beside the pain is because he is incapabel of filling his position as the leader of the army and on field comander of the branch of the army responsible the magical fires and the king forces his son to take it and leave the one he curently fills as the leader of the other branch.
To clear some things up related to the previous ask: He did manage to escape from joining the militia when he was younger.
The millitia in this world is used against monsters and not rival kingdoms, and joining it is not mandatory for any member of the populace.
Leadership is suposed to be based on merit not bloodline.
He ended up in the position he is in along with his son as leaders of the army against both of their will due to a deal he made to ensure steady dose of medication the MC's mother needs to survive.
By this point in the story (post "execution") she no longer needs it because the other MC and her family helped treat the injury so it was not life threatening anymore and it requers medication she can easily make herself.
The king has other things to blackmail the family with that are more than enough to jerk them around.
Is this aceptabel as it is? Is there a way i could make it better? Is there anything i must change no matter what?
I am worried about the two implications i mentioned with the prince, but also the story takes a turn for the worse for a good whileafter this happens and that could be another can of worms i dont want to imply . And honestly there could be things that completely slipped my attention. How can i avoide those? I am unsure if this character is someone who would even make for good representation instead of harmful but its important plot-vise that he is incapacitated after this and this is the thing i been planing on using for a while and it fits his story but i am wiling to change this if it would cause harm.
Thank you in advance.
Hi again!
Before I get to the actual ask - please don't equate violence to "narcissism". Narcissism is a mental health term (Narcissistic Personality Disorder) and it doesn't cause a person to be violent or abusive. Same for the use of "sane/insane" later in the ask - please try to look for a different word in the future.
I don't think that being morally ambiguous is necessarily a bad thing, but being violent does encroach on the ableist stereotype territory. It would be a good idea to expand on how his family's values have affected him, rather than just to put the Aggressive Man character on the pipeline of ending up with a facial difference as if it's some kind of natural progression (because it's not).
As for the villain becoming disabled - I mean, if he was almost killed then it makes sense, but does it have to be a facial difference? Maybe instead he gets his legs broken and has chronic pain afterward, or gets double vision from being hit on the head (two random things that I also have, and in my opinion they would cause way less tropey connotations?). And if he has to have something happen to his face, why not nerve pain or trouble breathing through his nose, or something? Try to think of other injuries than just FD if that's what you're specifically (and reasonably) worried about.
Re: healing his injuries - sometimes people heal, sometimes not, often they heal some but not all. It all depends on the specific injuries and what you decide would make sense to happen with them. Just don't cure permanent disabilities that don't get better; stick to injuries that could be improved with things like physical therapy or medication.
I'm not particularly worried about "disability as punishment" here because it's more of a "fuck around and find out" or "foreseeable consequences" event rather than if, e.g. God cursed him for his actions and the curse was that he was disabled or something.
The scenario of him being burnt seems actually fine to me. Normally I would be iffy on a character being well, literally punished for something he has done with a disability, but here it's pretty clear that coming out of that with a disability is the better option (as opposed to being dead). Pushing this point would be a great subversion of the dreaded "better dead than disabled" trope that gets used way too often. I do like that he doesn't mind his scars (being bothered by pain is completely normal), and it seems that it would make sense for his backstory to feel like that about them. I presume that his parents' beliefs are framed as unquestionably ableist, so I won't dwell on that.
I'm not sure about the second reason he dislikes them though - apologies if I'm just misunderstanding - but why would his scars make him unable to be an army commander as opposed to being charged with treason? It would be good to make it clear in the story because I feel like his scars are probably irrelevant here, unless there's some sort of law against disabled people being in a position of power (?).
My general recommendations would be:
Have characters without disabilities/facial differences that are violent, or have anger issues, etc.
Have more characters with facial differences who don't fall into the tropes at all - non-aggressive, non-fighter characters even. I'm sure there are nobles or servants who are mostly occupied with boring stuff who could have facial differences while popping up in a chapter or two?
There's a difference between one character existing and that one character going into ableist territory, versus five characters existing out of which only one goes into that. 20% is a coincidence that doesn't mean much, 100% is a pattern that's hard to not notice.
For including more characters with FD "naturally", I will try to write a longer piece in the third part - for disabled characters in general, I recommend this post!
I hope this helps, and that I understood all the questions correctly!
mod Sasza
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snowfea · 9 months
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My anxiety is getting out of control and I can't stand it, the feeling of anxiousness that can arrive at any moment and cuts my appetite and makes me feel like I'm about to write an exam is, well frustrating.
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nantokanarusaa · 10 months
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Ao no Flag (SERIES FINALE SPOILERS!!)
Seriously, don’t read this if you are planning to read Ao no Flag. That being said, go read the manga now!!
Finally finished reading Ao no Flag and I have so many feelings. Non-coherent, rambly, messy feelings. I was looking at reactions online and what mainly boggles me about the reactions to the final 2 chapters is people being “how is Taichi suddenly gay??” My friend living on this big planet he never was (he’s bi). He most likely just realized it later in life. Did the events of his 3rd HS year help him figure it out? Heck yes. Is he suddenly bi? No.
Not all queer people pop out into this world and instantly know they are queer. Heck, it took me 23 years to figure that out. It’s not like Taichi instantly realized he likes Touma and started dating him. He knew Touma mattered to him somehow, but it took him multiple years to realize how, as evident by him maybe starting his relationship with Touma after 5 years when Touma contacted them all. He gained life experience and grew.
People go through a lot of learning, unlearning and growing. Especially if you are outside of societal expectations and norms. Taichi grew up learning to and wanting to blend in with society. “Be normal, don’t stand out too much”. Add to that low self-confidence and you feel stuck. Feel like there is only black and white. only one right answer to life. It can be very difficult to look out of this dark box, trust me, I had a tough time and sometimes still do. But it feels like Taichi thought and thought and pondered even back in high school and came to the decisions that he did.
And isn’t that what the series is about? growing as a person, making mistakes, learning, allowing yourself to be visible and vulnerable, and eventually, making choices, even if they don’t make sense to anyone else, and continuing to do so?
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These two pages really hit me hard and I was wondering why. And then it hit me. This is possibly the happiest I’ve seen Taichi be since his childhood. Like genuinely happy. He’s reached max happiness points and is sharing those with Touma. He’s made his choices, and he’s happy. You can and are allowed to choose what or who makes you happy.
That’s all that matters.
#ao no flag#blue flag#blue flag manga#toumatai#is there a point tagging it as spoilers? might as well#ao no flag spoilers#blue flag spoilers#he ending and series in general does have it's flaws but it has become a near and dear one to me#anyways isn’t it amazing how different people have different perspectives and that how you have lived your life changes those#Taichi be gazing at Touma for multiple panels and people be like aww friendship :“)#the way the omamori was want jerked him out of his rage? heck the way he treasured it? their whole conversation on the beach#HE WAS GENUINELY CONSIDERING TOUMA'S FEELINGS FOR HIM!?! NO STRAIGHT GUY WILL EVER PONDER THAT MUCH#i'm alright#also all the hand holing symbolism which im sure other people have talked about better#which also raises the point: let kids express themselves freely without putting gender roles on them#god the hand hold rejection from Touma as a kid was a gut punch#last thing#KAITO HOW DARE YOU NOT SHOW US GROWN UP TOMA AND TAICHI TOGETHER#I WANT TO HAVE A CIVIL CONVERSATION WITH YOU#ok that was long thanks for reading if you have?? <3#my feeling for this series are immense#oh have i mentioned its from JUMP!? of all the publications???#granted jump plus gives the creators a lot more freedom but still?? a bi protag?? with a gay main charecter along with multiple queer#confirmed or coded characters?#dint think it could be real#kurosaki rambles#PS i want Ao flag to get a boom in popularity again so that we can get an anime adaptation#if done well and respectfully it will have so much potential#if done well and respectfully it can have so much potential
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mymarifae · 1 year
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i hope everyone's prepared for me to become the most annoying person ever in 13 more hours
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mothnoir · 5 months
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So so normal about what a character's music tastes says about them
#[miserable sigh] hello its s0naverse again#how each song wraps around and peers into their psyche#indicators of their sense of style and taste.#do they like sad music? do they like loud music? upbeat and pop-y music?#do you feel your grip on your soul slipping onto a numb nothing every day.#are you full of rage and urges you cant control that scare you beyond belief#are you becoming mortal again. are you losing your mortality. are you two stars hurtling past eachother#desperately reaching out for one another and clinging on for dear life the second you make contact#when you inevitably explode into nothingness will you reform together into a nebula or warp into a black hole?#will you save eachother?#<- inevitably circled back into those tragic little gay men they consume my every waking thought still /ref#nvjdkj god's third wheeling at this point & the only thing holding her into the equation is how deeply she's#wormed her self and her influence into it. into the tboy. metaphorically and literally#and like. he can always leave her but he'll always have her heart. she'll always have his#but by god she cannot stop their supernova of a love#nvkdkkjs I say that like theyre so romantic with eachother. they cant hold hands for more than a few minutes without getting#deeply embarrassed. dork ass nerds /affectionate#s0naverse posting on main. late night rambles from beyond the stars. the shooting stars [joke drum sfx]#gndkks having a ship name for them feels so dumb but going sona x stylus feels even dumber sometimes#hey it leads to cheesy analyses so its good for something#delete or not to delete later#status noir#sonaverse
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lesbianlotties · 5 months
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literally not my fault that i dont have a journal or therapy so you all have to see me oversharing on tumblr dot com
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yuukei-yikes · 1 year
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thinking abt how takane never knew haruka knew he'd die that year anyways. thinking abt how she'd handle finding out post str
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jackpotsadmon · 1 year
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shit like kizuna and distant blue sky are going to be the fucking death of me man
(long kizuna and pokemon rants in tags + a lot of emotional rambling and spoilers)
#digimon n pokemon were my first two animes and like. i hold those memories very dear to my heart#i loved both of these btw i am holding back tears i just saw distant blue sky i love ash man he’s just. like he’s just some guy i love him#he gives off this kind of childish joy that made me love pokémon in the first place when i was little . like baby etke would sit and watch#the gengar episode from the first season on repeat SOBBING#i don’t have to say why kizuna one hit KO’d me do i? /lh#mini rant actually because it’s been an . Hour#agumon and gabumon were so and are so important to me as characters . the point of digimon partners in season one is that they are there#to be a mirror to what their partner needs to accept and overcome. gabumon never gave up trying to make matt feel loved and helped him stop#repressing his feelings and agumon and tai gave eachother things to live and fight for!! that’s why agumon’s speech about life in 02 gets me#because he has had to fight a lot. but he did it all because he had tai and tai had him#and i think what kizuna missed the mark on was that it wasn’t that tai and matt didn’t need them or want them anymore.#it was that agumon and gabumon helped them get to a place where they don’t need that mirror anymore.#it sucks and i wish they hadn’t left but like. i think that’s the point#like we’ve all had shit that has helped us grow and cope and learn and when we leave it or when it leaves us it feels painful. it sucks#but you realize how much that thing really helped you become a better person#christ this got personal and ranty. anyways i’m still emotional about kizuna#kizuna’s ending wasn’t happy. but you could tell in the credits that even if they didn’t have their partners anymore#the lessons they learned from them is still there#digimon#gamma’s static#pokemon#digimon last evolution kizuna
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furyisms · 11 months
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   ⬐ @hopegained ⬎
" get down! "
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They were supposed to be infiltrating a party, of all things; those were the last two words that Alisa wanted to hear. The next thing she knew, she was pinned against the wall in a dark corner, mind racing a mile a minute. Crap… had someone figured out that they weren’t exactly who they said they were? Was that why he was hissing at her to duck down, out of sight?
God, why had she even agreed to this? She should have questioned the plan and she damn well knew it. An arms dealer like this, opening his home to guests like this? Well, granted, they were tracking his drug shipments more than anything, and Alisa had managed to pass very easily as someone looking for biotic-enhancing drugs, but… She’d never expected this to be as convoluted as it was.
She could hear footsteps coming their direction, and they definitely weren’t where they ought to be. They had to think fast, and that meant coming up with some kind of cover story. Alisa knew what was easy, but whether he’d play along or not… Now that was the difficult part.
“Okay, okay. Quick thinking. We—snuck up here for some privacy, and if we get caught, that’s that. Just—I don’t know, push me against the wall and kiss me, or—something.” That made sense, right? And if they kept it convincing enough, they’d be able to play it off. “And make it convincing,” she opted to add.
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agonizedembrace · 1 year
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are there any kills evelynn has savoured and actually enjoyed? are there any memorable ones she remembers for other reasons?
yes!! I think aside from being obvious with vayne's parents, she took a lot of thrill from her early days during the rune war to the point she longs for them. perhaps it was early in her "life" but it was a constant feeding where she didn't have to make any effort in getting what she desired
as for other reasons, i don't think she particularly finds any remorseful in her runeterra verse. if that's at least to go off her lore of 'finding her kills as innocent flings' as the rest are in terror of her.
though i can hc that perhaps down the line, she kills/grants people an end because they ask to finally be put out of their misery. like they've been suffering for just too long, I think that would be a fun topic to approach/write (and bonus points if it's someone she's gotten to know) and while she does get to feed off this, it just doesn't settle right with her.
i think those ones leave a rather bitter taste/memory to her, that she's unable to shake away or forget.
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horrorartsworld · 4 months
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hell’s little maid
alastor/f!reader
warnings: 18+ nsfw content mwhahaha
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You had been recently hired as a maid at none other than…The Hazbin Hotel.
Not that Niffty’s neat-freak tendencies and murderous intent towards bugs wasn’t enough, they just needed the extra hands incase more sinners were willing to stay at this little ray of sunshine on the top of the hill.
Though Hazbin’s Facilities Manger seemed to have the upmost closest eye on you.
It wasn’t that he was suspicious of you, oh no, it was the maid uniform that Charlie had picked out for you. The poor girl must’ve gotten it down by the porn studios because it seemed to fit you in ways that had Alastor barely keeping his usual gentleman like composure.
The way you would bend over in it to pick something up. Tits practically spilling out the top and the skirt would ride up just enough that he would sneak a peak at the back of your thighs and if he was lucky he’d get a glimpse of the delicate fabric of your panties hugging your pretty pussy making him grip his mic tighter to the point his knuckles turned white.
Alastor felt like he could never get away from you in these moments of hot anguish even when he desperately needed to.
“Do you need a cleaning sir~?” Your soft voice startled him as he was deep in thought.
You stood there sweetly infront of him as if you weren’t a sinner at all. Doe eyes shining bright up at him with your feather duster in hand.
“N-no not today my dear….” His voice seemed more huskier than usual making you tilt your head at him curiously.
“Are you alright sir? You seem kind of….flustered”
He clears his throat as his undeniable heat was getting to him, practically hurting in his pants, especially with you being this close and sooo desperate to know what’s going on with him.
“Y-yes now if you’d excuse me…I have something to take care of” He tries to avoid your gaze and your body as he starts to slip away.
“Wait!” Your sudden outburst made you blush as you realized you grabbed his wrist without permission.
Alastor’s body went into overdrive at that moment pushing you up against the nearest wall with much need. Sending surprised gasp to fly out from your lips.
“A-alastor~”
“Shhhh darling…It’s alright I just need to make a few…well adjustments to this uniform of yours…”
One of his long claws coming out to slowly tease at the white ribbon holding your top together. He leaned in closer pressing his body against yours as he swiftly undid it letting your breasts fall out of it. Making a satisfied crackle come from the radio demon as he then looked up at your face to see your cheeks turning pink.
You would’ve never expected him to be like this let alone have this lustful gaze in his eyes for you.
He chuckled seeing how needy you were becoming as he then started to roll one of your nipples between his fingers making you whimper softly.
“Such a pretty girl frrmee~” He purred with a little pop of static in his voice.
Before you know it you’re a crying mess. Delicate hands holding onto his antlers for dear life as he fucks you mercilessly with his face buried in your chest. Feeling his sharp teeth nip at your skin every now in then when you got too loud.
He had looped his arms under your thighs picking you up off the ground as he made it his mission to have the tip of his cock hitting your g-spot at such a delicious angel it had you babbling hyms.
“O-ohhh…alastorrr!~” You squealed feeling your mixed juices drip onto the floor knowing damn well you’ll have to clean that up later.
His thrusts becoming relentless as your pussy clamps down on his cock already seeing how much he needed this. Needed you a mess with him so deep inside you, in that skirt, with it bouncing to the rhythm of your bodies colliding.
His nails started to dig into the plush skin of your thighs once you started to get close to the edge making a low growl admit from Alastor when one more deep thrust was all it took to have you cumming all over him with his name being the only thing rippling out of your throat as your body shutters profusely with your release.
Approaching his own climax you notice his antlers increasing in size as well as his eyes reddening with each thrust in to your now sensitive hole. Teeth snarling as he then bites down on your shoulder causing a little blood to admit from it, his tongue darting out to lap it up before any of it can trickle down.
He buries himself deep inside as he reaches his lengths end and lets you put your feet back on the ground, your legs feeling quite wobbly in which he takes notice giving you his arm to hold onto while you both put yourselves back together. Though your poor top couldn’t be salvaged with it having a large slash down the middle, not noticing Alastor had even done that making you pout, which made the demon chuckle at you then hand you his coat to cover up as he led you to his room to take care of you for the rest of the night.
“You know dear…I did tell Miss Charlie that was an inappropriate uniform…”
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