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stazvlt · 2 years
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Flying Lessons - Drarry
Sorry for the lack of update! Have some cute drarry moment <33 I've been burnout for quite some times and i'm glad i enjoyed drawing again. Also! I've been reading some NottPott too, i quite enjoyed their dynamic so far. If you guys have some fics recomendation feel free to drop in my dm edit: Added the other version of drawing
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ragequilt · 9 months
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thanks to @ongreenergrasses for the tag! i have an unsuppressible need to do tag games and you feed me so well
Rules: When you get this, post five songs you actually listen to. Then send it to your favorite people on here.
1. City of Mirrors - Pure Bathing Culture
2. My wing (rave music edit) - Otyken, Billx
3. 2 My House - Benny Benassi, Chris Nasty
4. New Clothes - i_o, Lights
5. Quit - Schaffer the Darklord
tags: @bobawithpomegranate, @cat-slippered, @ofmermaidstories, @andypantsx3, @unintentionalgenius
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vvanessaives · 2 years
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OC SPEECH MANNERISMS.
i was tagged by @indorilnerevarine​ @nuclearstorms​ @liurnia​ @morvaris​ and @swordcoasts​ thank you so much beloveds, ily!!!
tagging: i feel like this already made the rounds so i’m tagging whoever wants to do this <3
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BASICS
NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES >> 1 / 2 / 3+ (english, french, spanish, sign language + can understand a bit of italian since she can speak spanish)
TONE OF VOICE >> high / average / deep
ACCENT >> yes / no
DEMEANOR >> confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other (polite, stoic)
POSTURE >> slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed
HABITS
head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact / frequent pausing / stands close / stands at a distance
COMPLEXITY
VOCABULARY >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️
EMOTION >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️
SENTENCE STRUCTURE >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️
PROFANITY
FREQUENCY >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️
CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity) >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️
BOLD THAT APPLY
arse / ass / asshole / bastard / bitch / bloody / bugger / bollocks / chicken shit / crap / cunt / dick / frick / fuck / horseshit / motherfucker / piss / prick / pussy / screw / shit / shitass / son of a bitch / twat / wanker
THIS OR THAT
straightforward or cryptic? / finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? / masculinity, neutrality, or femininity? / formalities or with abrasiveness? / praise or equivocation? / frankness or lies? / excessive or minimal hand gestures? / name-calling or magnanimity? / friendly or blunt?
IMPORTANT QUESTIONS
DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR CHARACTER? almost always / frequently / rarely / never
DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never
WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently / sometimes / never
WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never
WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE? yes / no / only ironically
YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE? but / though / although / however / perhaps / maybe
HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS? walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they're done here / remain quiet / they don’t
WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK? upper / middle / lower
IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS? accent / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t
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BASICS
NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES >> 1 / 2 / 3+ (italian as mother tongue, english + can understand spanish and even say a few lines)
TONE OF VOICE >> high / average / deep
ACCENT >> yes / no
DEMEANOR >> confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other (polite, stoic) + way too smug for his own good
POSTURE >> slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed
HABITS
head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact / frequent pausing / stands close / stands at a distance
COMPLEXITY
VOCABULARY >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️
EMOTION >> ⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️⚪️
SENTENCE STRUCTURE >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️
PROFANITY
FREQUENCY >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️
CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity) >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️
BOLD THAT APPLY
arse / ass / asshole / bastard / bitch / bloody / bugger / bollocks / chicken shit / crap / cunt / dick / frick / fuck / horseshit / motherfucker / piss / prick / pussy / screw / shit / shitass / son of a bitch / twat / wanker
THIS OR THAT
straightforward or cryptic? / finding the right word (just to say something wrong to piss off someone lmao) or using the first word that comes to mind? / masculinity, neutrality, or femininity? / formalities or with abrasiveness? / praise or equivocation? / frankness or lies? / excessive or minimal hand gestures? / name-calling or magnanimity? / friendly or blunt?
IMPORTANT QUESTIONS
DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR CHARACTER? almost always / frequently (sometimes he expresses himself with italian sayings translated in english that...ofc don’t make much sense to anyone that doesn’t know about them) / rarely / never
DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK? almost always / frequently (but with same problem as above sometimes) / sometimes / rarely / never
WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently / sometimes / never
WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never
WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE? yes / no / only ironically
YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE? but / though / although / however / perhaps / maybe
HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS? walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they're done here / remain quiet / they don’t
WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK? upper / middle / lower
IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS? accent / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t + rudeness sometimes
#tag games#i remember doing smth like this for violante and moira once so now it's the besties turn <33#sorry i rambled a lot in tags so jfsjdk be ready#fenix's speech patterns are so important to me...making him speak and be incomprehensible is everything to me.#the thing about his vocabulary is that basically he doesn't show it but he has a wide knowledge + his vocabulary in italian is far more#impressive than in english but he knows. he just knows. about the emotion jfhsdjk i said this once but he can sound quite lethargic when#he speaks. to show he doesn't care + english doesn't let him go off on the emotion side + he can get quite lively on some occasions when#he's excited about smth. about his general bastardness: it's fenix. it's him u know how it is#for vesper: well in general it kind of depends she can be friendly but still look a bit hostile. she has a bit of a >:c face even when she#doesn't mean (i love her) and in general doesn't trust easily strangers so unless you're her friend already she will sound kind of..mean#but she speaks a lot from emotion. rage annoyance joy ecc ecc it shows. it just shows i love her madly you all can't imagine#and she swears a lot bc my beloved you are allowed to. if someone goes u shouldn't swear that much you're a woman she would simply kill them#also about the languages: spanish and italian sound very close so it's easy for them to catch on some words and phrases (as an italian: i#can understand some spanish fjkds) plus they teach each other words and things in those languages a lot <33 fenix hates french tho#and can't understand it for shit. he's not going to admit it but he finds it quite hot when ves speaks french :) me too king#i love making those kind of things because it shows me how similar these two are even if they feel so different idk how to explain myself#or maybe it's just each other's influence u know..this makes me sob and cry. lovers/friends influencing the other behaviour so they sound#and act like each other my beloved#I'LL SHUT UP NOW SORRY#oc: fenix#oc: vesper
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beyond-the-night · 2 years
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#NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I lost like half my tags on the last post and I didn't screen shot ittttttttt FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK#tumblr don't fucking cap the tags AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#FUCK#I said so much and FUCK. WHY I screenshotted the other one but witht his one I was like ah no it's fine it wasn't find you fucking idiot and#now I can't remember all I said fucking hell fuck#I'll jsut trying to fucking paraphrase I GUESS god#I remember saying#after liking Rin I really like Ikuya and Rin's interactions through the whole movie. and also that it reminded me how much I like Ikuya's#character. I also loved how much Kisumi was in the movie#bc I love his character. Asahi was also really great#The pacing wasn't too bad considering season 3 and all#I really hope it has a good ending bc free is very important to me#I've been watching it since it first started airing and it was my first sports anime#it's just always been extremely dear to me. I've rewatched it many times#it's not that I really think kyoani would end it badly bc that's not really how they are. I just hope it'll be really well done and end#happily bc the show and the fans deserve that#it's really hard when a series you love so much (I can't remember the rest of the wording for this one and it's just making me mad because I#can't explain what I'm trying to say). Like what happened with season three and also (cough haikyuu season 3 cough).#At least the art is still good for free. and this movie still had a lot more good points than bad.#Sadly I'll probably get spoiled for the ending though I hope I'll be able to avoid spoilers. I doubt it'll come to a theater near me and#even if it did it wouldn't be easy for me to be able to go.#Luckily I managed to avoid spoilers for the most part for this movie until just a few days ago.#Hopefully part two will be put online soon after it's comes out. I'm looking forward to it#I'm sure there's more I want to say about the movie (and I'm sure there's more that was lost due to my lack of forethought and#fucking tumblr capping tags#sorry for all the swearing there was less originally but yeah#thank you to anyone who actually read all this#it was likely written better the first time. Oh well.
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angelltheninth · 2 months
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Bruh, if Lilith doesn't want Luci, just give him to us please!!! Can I please request for the short king himself? Like, maybe, he and reader are married (reader is Charlie's stepmom). Like, you cannot tell me this man doesn't have a daddy and breeding kink. Just watching you be so sweet and motherly to Charlie while pregnant with your next baby just makes him for feral. Thanks you!
I mean... she can share... hopefully cause a lot of people want this man.
Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, breeding kink, daddy kink, creampie, praise, biting, Lucifer's wings
Word count: 0.5k
A/N: The insane thirst people have for this guy... valid.
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Lucifer wouldn't have picked you if he didn't feel like you would be sweet to his daughter. She was the most precious thing in the world to him, of course it was important for the two of you to get along. But he had no idea what seeing those motherly displays of yours would do for him. He was hornier then he'd been in a long time and couldn't pull out on time.
"Pregnant?!" He asked, his flames flaring up as he started at your stomach. "By... me?"
"Yes, Luci, who else would it be?" You took his hands and placed them on your stomach. "Is that okay?" Your voice was a bit quieter, more shy.
"Okay?! That's wonderful! Oh I can't wait to be a baby daddy again! And Charlie! She's gonna be so happy! I'm gonna go tell her now!" He kissed your cheek with a big 'MWAH' sound before he fell into one of his portals.
Over the next few months you've watched him go from silly, to protective, to awestruck, to downright feral over you. His current mode was feral as his tail moved behind him, his hips a blur of movement, slapping against yours, his voice deep, barely understandable over the growling and snarling.
Your hand looked for his only to be pinned next to your head, the other one pinned above your head by his tail. "No moving around too much. You're gonna wake the baby." His teeth nipped at your throat and shoulder, shushing you but increasing the frequency at which he drove his hard cock into you.
"That's not... it's not even... I'm barely showing." You argued, but forgot you were arguing with the devil himself. Lucifer's blonde hair fell over his forehead, his eyes, out of place from his usual well kept perfect look.
"So? I fucked this baby into you remember? Wonder if there's still time to put another bun in the oven?" Even with him showing this much sharp teeth, with him tearing the sheets, with him fucking another warm gooey stream of cum into you he was still as sweet as before, trying to make you laugh to balance out how rough your poor cunt has been getting it lately, "You wanna make a daddy again? Yeah? Tell me, what do you want darling?"
You couldn't pull him in with your arms so you did it with your legs, pushing against the back of his and keeping his thrusts short and deep. "I'll make you a daddy as many times as you want, Lucifer, beloved."
His free hand grabbed your hip, keeping you still for him before he collapsed against your chest, his cum dripping from your pussy, his wings falling around both of you, shaking from how hard he came. "Sent... a few feathers flying there." He should really get that under control, but after ten thousand years he doubts he will. Besides he knows you enjoy it when you see them fly, it reminds that for all the power he holds, you can reduce the King of Hell to this state.
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sabertoothwalrus · 6 months
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hi :]c sorry if you have already answered an ask similar, in which case disregard this, but I was wondering if you had any tips/how you learned drawing in the at style? I remember you leaving in the tags of a post abt it and it made me curious but I can't find it, so I thought I'd ask! I've admired the way you draw in the style for years or so
I've gotten a few asks about this recently and I have talked about it a little bit, it's been a while so I'll speak on it again
REFERENCE THE OFFICIAL STYLE GUIDE!!!!
Reference the show itself!!! There are 10 seasons, youtube shorts, 4 specials, and a mini series. Don't reinvent the wheel. Whatever pose, expression, outfit, prop, etc you're trying to draw probably already exists in the show somewhere. the wiki is your best friend.
Overall, the show's style is pretty flexible, so pay attention to how different board artists draw the characters! Season 1 vs Season 8 vs Fionna and Cake all look a bit different to each other. There's a spectrum of ways the characters can look, but know its limits.
more misc tips from me:
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*the kawaii thing is mostly anecdotal. when I was a kid, the ONLY place you could find kawaii/anime/weeb stuff was at cons or specialty import stores, and now you can buy a naruto t-shirt at old navy or "how to draw kawaii" books at H*bby L*bby (<- I worked there)
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ponderingmoonlight · 5 months
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How JJK men act in and after a fight part ll
Part l with Gojo, Megumi and Nanami here
Pairing: Geto x reader, Choso x reader, bonus: Yuji x reader
Word Count: 3k
Warnings: my lil baby Yuji simply can't start a fight so it's more like a fluff fan service for y'all, Choso and Geto being a little mean, not proofread
Tags: @satoruukisser @sanicsmut (I just know you've waited for this one hehe) @ifuckfictionalmen
Suguru Geto
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“Hey love, how you’re feeling?”, the sweet voice of your boyfriend talks through the speaker of your phone.
Oh, how much you’ve missed him. Since Suguru became a special grade sorcerer, he’s got his hands full with work. Day in and day out, his life is occupied by exorcising curses. So him finding time to call you is a really rare occacion and puts a bright smile on your face immediately.
“I’m okay, my mission went well. Working with Utahime isn’t that bad”, you explain briefly.
“How are you? What a nice surprise that you’re calling!”
“Yeah, about that…”
He clears his throat uncomfortably, leaving you waiting on the other end of the line. What is wrong?
“Listen (y/n). There’s a very important mission for me and Satoru from Tengen-sama himself. I’ll be gone for a few day, need to leave the city…”
“Oh great, I’m coming with you!”, you announce.
Will it be hot wherever you’ll go? Maybe you can pack some nice dresses, after all you aren’t there for work. When was the last time you went on vacation with Suguru? You don’t even remember anymore. All you know is that you ha-
“There’s absolutely no chance you’ll come with me, (y/n). Come on, don’t be ridiculous, this is a mission after all. Also, Satoru will be there with me.”
Your heart sinks for a second, his words slightly hurting you.
“I’m sure Satoru wouldn’t mind! And like that, I’ll get to spend some time with you. That would be great, right?”
“(y/n), this is not the place for a grade 2 sorcerer. And I don’t want to spend time with you on a mission”, he instantly replies, voice dead serious.
Wow. You let his words sink in. No, he didn’t mean it like that, right? He didn’t just say that you are weak, that he doesn’t want to spend time with you…right? Your thoughts are racing. Why would he say something like that? You train your ass off day and night, always trying to get better at anything you do. And why does he not want to spend time with you on a mission? You’re a jujutsu sorcerer yourself after all. And he doesn’t seem to mind working with Satoru…
“I didn’t mean it like that”, he interjects after a few seconds of silence.
“Please don’t worry.”
“I just don’t understand why”, you breathe out.
“You love working with Satoru, though. Why not working with me?”
“(y/n), please don’t cause a scene right now. Satoru and I are the strongest, so it’s only logical to let us carry out that mission. You might be skilled, but not skilled enough.”
‘Not enough’, ‘don’t cause a scene’. His words cut through your heart like a knife through butter. Yes, you might be sensitive, you might overreact, but the way he speaks to you with this unknown stone cold voice and not very well picked words leaves your mind racing.
“I just thought this would be a perfect opportunity to spend some time together. The last few weeks we-“
“(y/n)”, he interrupts you harshly.
“I don’t have time for that bullshit now, okay? We’ll talk tonight.”
And with that, he hangs up, leaving you standing in the rain with trembling lips and eyes that threaten to overflow. What has gotten into him? You asked him really nicely, never pushing him with any of your words. Why did he leash out like that?
C’mon, it’s not even that bad. Maybe he was in a rush, maybe he is too overwhelmed by that important mission maybe-
You do your best to suppress your ruminations with good and logical thoughts desperately, but still…
Maybe he doesn’t want to spend time with you.
Frantically, you wipe over your falling tears, trying to calm yourself down in the middle of Tokyo. Maybe you should just get home, drink a tea and wait for Suguru to return. Yes, after all he told you you’ll talk this out in the evening.
And so you waited. Minutes, then hours, long after midnight without a sign of him. Dead worried that something might have happened, multiple unanswered calls on his and Satoru’s side. This isn’t him, it doesn’t match your boyfriend’s style at all to leave you standing in the rain. Something must have happened, something really really bad, something-
“Hello *hicks*, ‘m back”, his voice suddenly announces.
You squint your eyes, gaze fixed on the way he stumbles into the living room with his face redden in a way you’ve never seen before and orbs roaming around with no aim.
“Where have you been? I was absolutely worried about you. And you didn’t even answer my calls…”, you begin, your voice as soft as ever even though you feel like dying from the inside.
Even from afar, it is obvious that he’s drunk. Anger begins to rise in you, almost making you lose your cool temper. He can’t be serious about that.
“Yeah, had no time for that. Was out with Satoru”, he remarks.
“Yeah. Nothing new”, you comment dryly.
“You mad?”
His figure stumbles towards the couch, almost crushing you under his body weight in the process. No, the thought alone of having him near you right now drives you insane. You pull away, creating distance between your bodies.
“Huh, where are u goin’?”, he questions.
“I tried to call you this whole evening. Do you remember that you promised we would talk things out tonight?”
You desperately try to not sound hurt and vulnerable, but you simply can’t help yourself. Suguru is what you considered the best boyfriend walking on this earth, always respectful, always looking after you. But today, you’ve seen a very new side of him – a side that seems to don’t give a damn about you.
“Oh, that’s why you’re so mad…”
“I always knew and respected that Satoru is your best friend, but that you’re choosing boy’s vacation over a little bit of time with me after the two of you’ve been together the last weeks while I’ve waited at home for you just doesn’t make sense to me. But not only that, you called me weak, you made me feel as if I’m worth nothing. I don’t know, maybe I’m overreacting, maybe I’m being ridiculous like you’ve told me, but it…it just hurts me, Suguru. It hurts me that you’ve treated me this way”, you blurt out.
“I’m scared, (y/n).”
His sudden words catch you off guard, eyes glued to you with so much gravity that you forget about his drunkenness for a second. He’s scared? Where does that come from? You can’t help but scoot a little closer, his facial features looking as lovely as ever in the moonlight.
“Why are you scared, Suguru?”
“This is something really treacherous and I’m not sure if I’m able to take it. If something goes wrong, we might have to fight Tengen-sama himself or worse, you’ll get hurt in the process. I don’t want you to be in the line of fire. I’m truly sorry if I hurt you with my words this afternoon, but the thought of you getting injured on this mission alone killed me from the inside. You are way too precious to get into something like that, especially because it scares the hell out of me myself.”
You grab his hand gently, looking deep into his chocolate brown eyes. No, this isn’t the time for pride. Now you understand why he acted so strange, why he came home this late and why he’s sitting in front of you full to the brim. It shatters your heart to know that these thoughts are occupying his mind – more than his words this afternoon.
“Don’t let these thoughts eat you up alive. How did you say that afternoon? You and Satoru are the strongest. If you aren’t able to complete that mission, nobody is. I believe in you with all my heart, darling. No matter how hard the mission seems, no matter how dangerous is get. I just want you to know that I’ll always stay by your side”, you mumble, arm gently wrapped around his shoulder.
“I don’t deserve you, darling”, he hushes against your ear before embracing you in a tight hug.
God, how much you needed that, how much you longed for his touch this whole day.
“I’m sorry for saying all these things to you. It’s just…I don’t want you to get involved in this…”
“You don’t have to explain yourself, I get it. And I overreacted a little. Don’t think about it too much. Let’s go to sleep, okay? You probably drank a lot and tomorrow is another day.”
“I love you, (y/n). Forever and always.”
You smile at him softly, fingertips tracing along his jawline. Even though he smells like sake and his drunk eyes roam around your face with no aim, you love this man with all your heart.
“I love you too, Suguru.”
Choso Kamo
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“C’mon, stop acting like a dick”, you demand, mouth twisted into a pout.
Choso signs while rolling his eyes in pure annoyance. How long have you been sitting here, trying to convince him to take you with him to Shibuya? It sure feels like an eternity.
“Stop acting like a fool, then. This isn’t the right place for you to be. I have a very important mission to fulfill, (y/n)”, he demands.
The dangerous glistening in his eyes scream in your face to stop, to just let it slide and wait for him to return. But this is not fair. Fuck, you’re a mighty jujutsu sorcerer, you are really able to help him. But what does he do instead? Working with some of these hilarious curses.
“And I’m a very important juju-“
“ENOUGH.”
The way he yells into your face makes you back away in an instant, usual so bored eyes filled with nothing but thick anger.
“Don’t you understand that I don’t need you? This is very important to me, I seek revenge for my brothers. This isn’t a game, (y/n). You’ll stay here and wait until I return. Do you understand?”
You defiantly cross your arms over your chest, gaze glued to the floor.
“Do. You. Understand.”
“Yes”, you bark back.
“Good. I’ll be back this evening, my love. Don’t be too mad at me.”
His fingers gently caress your cheek before he walks away, into the fight. You cry out in frustration, a new wave of fury washing over you. Why would you be in the way? It’s not like you’re reincarnated yourself, a skilled jujutsu sorcerer for more than 150 years. Fuck, maybe you’re even on the same level as Choso. He might be your boyfriend, that doesn’t mean he can boss you around.
Yes. You are your own chef, always doing whatever you want. A cheeky grin is plastered on your face. Why would you stay at home when slaughtering some jujutsu sorcerers sounds so fun?
Without thinking twice you sprint away, into the dark night, into the train station of Shibuya Choso told you he’s stationed in. Where is he? What is he doing? Maybe you’re even able to help him killing these brats that are responsible for his brother’s death. Yes, what a joy, what a fun!
Your eyes dart around the empty area, not even a single curse in sight. Huh, that’s strange. You thought there would be more resistance, more fights. But instead, you are greeted by empty hallway over hallway, running around like a lost puppy.
Until you stop right in your tracks. Until you can hear his beautiful voice loud and clearly. Your feet carry you his direction instinctively, soon greeted by a merciless fight that lays itself out in front of you.
“Oh, what a coincidence to see you here!”, you greet your boyfriend, aiming a punch at the pink-haired boy in front of you without even knowing who he is.
Choso’s eyes widen in pure horror, forcing him to forget abou the presence of Yuji Itadori for a moment.
“(y/n)”, he breathes out.
You smile at him widely, confidence dripping from every poor.
“I told you to stay away”, he hisses through gritted teeth.
“And I didn’t listen”, you reply.
With a swift motion, he pins you against a nearby wall, eyes darted at you in a way you’ve never seen before.
“I’m starting to lose patience with you, (y/n).”
“I’m here to help you out, love. Why would you have to do this on your own? I love killing people and I’m also seeking revenge for your beloved brothers. After all, they were my family too and everyone who hurts you automatically hurts me too.”
He pants heavy, gaze wandering between your eyes and lips. You’re not sure what’s going on, his mimic not telling you a single bit about his feelings. Is he mad, disappointed, absolutely furious? You can’t tell. But you meant every word you said. When will he finally realize that he’s never alone as long as he has you? You are his girlfriend, after all. It’s your job to be on his side.
“Do you really mean that?”, he mumbles, still holding onto your shoulders tightly while distracting the boy behind him with his blood manipulation.
“Of course I mean that. We’re a team, right?”
You don’t know what’s happening, too stunned by the way he suddenly wraps his arms around you so tightly that it’s hard to breathe, head hiding in the crook of your neck.
“You don’t know how much that means to me…”
It’s like you’re air and he can’t breathe, the way he holds onto you for what seems like dear life. You can’t remember a single moment he ever showed his affection towards you this passionately. But oh how much you enjoy it, closing your eyes to feel his touch even better.
“You are suborn”, he breathes out, taking your face between his hands and pressing his forehead against yours.
Are these tears glistening in his eyes? Your usual so cold and calculating heart feels as if it’s drowning in emotion, absolutely mesmerized by the way he shows himself so vulnerable around you.
“And absolutely in love with you”, you reply, running your fingertips through his hair.
“Wait here until I give you a signal. You know what you have to do”, he instructs you before pressing one last kiss at your demanding lips and turning away.
“Hell yes I do”, you response immediately, face of determination readier that ever.
Bonus: Yuji Itadori
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“Can you stop breathing so damn loud?”, you spit at him.
God, he’s so annoying. Everything is so annoying today. The way the birds sing, how your lunch tasted, your training session. Everything just sucks, including your boyfriend.
“Did I really breath that loud? Sorry babe”, he replies instantly, holding his breath in consequence.
“Urgh, can you scoot over? I need more space”, you grumble.
“Of course!”
Without thinking twice, he slides against the wall so you have more than enough space. Really, is he serious about that?
“Are you keeping safe distance to me or what?”
“Absolutely not, I just thought you need space…”
“Do you need space from me? You want me to leave, huh?”
“N-no!”
Yuji just looks at you through his doe eyes, mind racing in a desperate attempt to understand your feelings. Did he do something wrong? Actually no, you always love to literally sit on him while watching TV, telling him over and over how much his slow breathing calms down your tingling nerves. What is different today? He looks into distance, thinking of every possible thing that might be wrong until…
Oh, you might be on your period.
Even though your mood swings were never this bad, the timing and general mood would be fitting. But asking you is way too dangerous, maybe you’ll lose it completely if he brings that up. No, he’ll just stay nice and give you what you need at the moment.
“Do you even love me anymore?”
He comes closer, gently taking your hand into his much larger one while smiling widely at you.
“Sure, you’re the love of my life after all! Just tell me if you need something, I’m always there for you, okay?”
Your stomach is killing you, it feels like getting kicked by the horse over and over again. Deep within you know it isn’t fair to let that out on Yuji, but at the moment, you simply can’t control yourself. But when he’s looking at you like that, gently smiling at you with so much affection in his eyes…
“Maybe you can bring me some pain killers?”, you mumble.
“Will be right back!”
In the matter of five minutes, he returns with pain killers and chocolate in one hand and a hot water bottle in the other. Your heart melts away. God, how is this boy so precious? Is this really your boyfriend?
“Oh Yuji, thank you so much…”, you breathe out, tears stinging in your eyes.
He’s just too good for you. You treated him so badly, and him? He treats you like a literal princess.
“Everything’s fine, (y/n). I do that with pleasure!”, he reassures you, gently wrapping his arms around you while whipping your tears away.
“I’m sorry for lashing out on you like that and causing trouble”, you sniff against his chest, immediately regretting your words from earlier.
“No need to be. We all have a bad day sometimes! And now open up the chocolate and choose a movie."
Your orbs gaze up at him, admiring his loving eyes. Is it even possible to start a fight with this boy? It seems like he understands you like no other, always saying the right words. He is simply a blessing, a true sweetheart.
“Yeah, sounds good”, you reply, placing a small kiss on his cheek.
What a precious boy you are able to call your boyfriend.
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tiniella · 1 year
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♡ ⎯⎯ BAD KINDA PLAYER ꒰ ATSUMU MIYA꒱
୨୧ synopsis: you offer to help the hottest (and dumbest) guy on campus with his homework, now he wants to say thank you.
୨୧ cw: [n]sfw content, fem!reader + nerd!reader + himbo!atsumu + reader uses glasses + mating press + petnames ꒰ cutie + baby + kitten ꒱ fingering + oral sex + size kink + tummy bulge + fluff + atsumu is a big baby.
୨୧ word count: 2.1k
୨୧ tags: @malxoxo @princessqueen111 @cravingforangel @itsmeteiiteii @coyloves @katsuwhore @peacchfuz @mizuwki @maplesuna @chvlde @coquettemaiden @crypt7d @kunizk @@yandere-romanticaa @hiraizens @kuroosdarling @crysugu @getosbunny
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being a college student wasn't as fun as you expected.
you were never the smartest one of the class but having so much responsibilities in university and a part time job caused you to carry a heavy weight on your shoulders. you had to be organized and rigorous, what caused you to be picked on by some annoying guys and to be put in the same group of the nerds.
they weren't bad, it was the opposite actually; they were kind and fun people. still, you wondered if you could be enjoying your university days in a better way like going out and getting drunk. god, you don't even remember the last time you kissed someone.
you put those thoughts aside and knock on the door, holding your laptop and books under your arm while waiting. it wasn't common for you to help other students with projects and homeworks, most of them actually rather do everything alone than to ask help from a nerd, scared of their judgmental gazes and superiority complex. but you always hated all the stereotypes and jokes coming from your friends, calling girls dumb only because they wear makeup or making fun of the buff muscular guys for getting bad grades.
you actually wanted to change that.
it surely wasn't because you almost melted when atsumu went to your table with those puppy eyes asking if you could help him with his homework, scratching his head and flexing his arm muscles in an attempt to impress you.
no, it wasn't that. you're just really generous and helpful.
"oh-!" suddenly, the door opens to reveal a very shirtless atsumu, blonde curls still damp from the shower. he looks surprised, shy even, looking at you like he didn't expect to see you there. shit, did he forgot you were coming? "sorry cutie, i didn't expect you'd come so early."
you purse your lips at that petname, "i actually texted you before i left my dorm," you say, watching him entering his dormitory again and throwing some clothes inside his wardrobe, trying to clean things up before wearing a shirt. "i can come later if you want..."
"no! it's okay, cutie, please make yourself at home." his smile is bright, showing his adorable little canines to you.
you enter his dorm, it looks exactly like yours, just less... organized.
"is osamu here?" you ask, sitting on his chair in front of the computer.
"uh, no, he went out with some girl, he left a few minutes ago," atsumu offers you a glass of water and you accept it. "i said i wanted to be alone with my cutie so we could study." you choke embarrassingly loud, coughing water and punching your own chest at his words. atsumu gets up to pat your back gently, helping you to calm down, completely oblivious to his effect on you. "are you okay, baby?"
you clear your throat, "y-yes, i'm okay. thank you, atsumu."
"you can call me tsumu! it's how all my friends call me."
you stare. a lot. you can't help it, he looks like a puppy who just learned how to walk, smiling and blushing at you like you make him shy just by looking at him.
"okay... tsumu," you smile, earning a cheerful nod from him. "we can start by reading some of your notes, is that alright? have you done some notes from the class?"
"alright, uhhh... i don't often write notes, i just kind of... listen to it."
"oh, that's okay, people have different ways of learning, i also don't write much, only stuff i think it's important like dates."
"really?" atsumu furrows his brows, looking at the distance like he's thinking deeply at what you just said.
you nod, "yeah! well, we can just read some of mine and you can write your own notes, it's going to help you to remember a few important things, alright?"
atsumu blinks a few times before opening a smile, "yeah! that sounds hella fun!"
you giggle, "not sure if that's the right word but i like your enthusiasm."
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you and atsumu ended up writing a few notes and you tried to explain the subject in a way that would be easier for him to understand and memorize. still, everytime you looked at him he had that open-mouth stare with big eyes like he's paying so much attention to what you're saying that he forgot about the rest of the world. it was cute, but you offered to help him a few more time before he finished his homework.
it was already dark outside by the time you both had ended writing down some notes and discussed the subject, your neck was hurting and you just wanted to stay away from the books for a while.
"i think i should be going now," you say, getting and collecting your pens and notes.
"aren't you forgetting anything?" atsumu asks, extremely close to your ear.
"hum, i don't think so..." your body is turned around quickly to face atsumu, he has a smirk on his face and his hands are placed on your waist, fingers sneaking under your shirt to touch your smooth skin. "atsumu?"
"you're such a pretty girl," he runs finger through your neck, tilting your chin up to rub his thumb on your bottom lip. "and you treat me so well," you can feel atsumu's cologne impregnating on your skin, his hot breath hitting your face softly. "let me thank you for that."
"atsumu, y-you don't need to, i just wanted to help." you place your hand on his chest to try and push him away but the feeling of how big and strong he is under your smaller hands it's too good to be true, you can't help but rub your hands through his broad chest that looked so good under that tight shirt.
"i know, cutie, that's what i love about you. you're always trying to help, aren't you?" atsumu chuckles at how hypnotized you are by his body, your little fingers running through his shoulders and chest like you want to memorize that moment forever. he licks his lips, slowly blinking at you. "so what's gonna be? are you gonna let me fuck your tight little pussy or do i have to beg for it?"
you don't hold yourself back when you kiss him, it's all tongue and quick breaths, sloppily trying to gain space inside each other's mouths while atsumu bites your bottom lip and smirks at the pitiful whine you let out. you're pushed onto the bed, atsumu looks much bigger when his body is caging yours between those arms, his pretty eyes gazing at you wickedly.
he kneels on the bed to take his shirt off; you had seen him shirtless countless times, of course, but you never imagined he would get naked for you. only for you. he pecks your lips sweetly before asking:
"do you want me to eat you out, cutie?"
your brain short circuits, you can't mutter a single word in response, only nodding at him and letting atsumu tug your shirt up to reveal your boobs, which he's quick to squeeze and lick, closing his lips around your nipples to suck it hard. you haven't felt all these sensations in so long that it almost feels like something completely new.
atsumu trails his kisses down to your belly, opening your jeans and pulling them down your legs, revealing your pink panties with a tiny little bow on the front.
"cute panties." he says, chuckling when you groan.
"shut up."
you nervously watch as atsumu places himself between your thighs, kissing you over the panties before rubbing his fingers against your warm pussy, smiling when you whimper.
"you make the cutest sounds, kitten. keep doing that for me, okay?" he encourages, tugging your panties down your legs. you can't help the nervousness and embarrassment, you haven't been naked in front of someone else in a long time, wondering if atsumu likes what he's looking at. and, like he read your mind, he swears under his breath. "you're so fucking pretty, baby. such a cute little pussy, and it's all for me, isn't it?"
you bite your lip to hold back a smile, nodding at him. next thing you know is that atsumu's tongue feels like heaven, lapping at your slit like there's no tomorrow. atsumu closes is lips around your clit and sucks it hard, you often feel the cold metal of his tongue piercing against your skin, it actually makes it much more exciting.
atsumu grunts against your pussy, "i'm gonna make you cum and then i'm gonna fuck real good, is that okay?"
you lift your head from the pillow to look at him, his saliva mixed to your juices dripping down his chin while he holds your thighs apart. you can't help but giggle.
"yeah, tsumu, that sounds like a plan."
he smiles before diving right back in to your cunt, using his fingers to push your labia to the sides and flick his tongue on your clit. atsumu is incredibly skilled with his mouth and fingers, sliding two of them into your tight hole and bending his knuckles to rub them against your g-spot. you curve your back at the indescribable sensation of his digits inside you, cumming with a loud moan that atsumu is quick to muffle with his other hand, knowing that people can probably hear you.
"fuck, you taste amazing, kitten." he mutters, kissing your lips and letting you taste your own arousal. "now i wonder how my dick is going to feel inside this sweet little cunt."
you whine, "tsumu, please..."
atsumu gives one more of his extremely attractive chuckles, taking his sweatpants off with his boxers to reveal his cock. you imagined he would have a big dick but you didn't imagine it would be this big. you're impressed by his thickness, the pink head leaking with precum and showing you that he was enjoying eating you out as much as you did.
"f-fuck, i don't think i can, tsumu!" you whine against your hand, fear and excitement running through your body as you watch him massaging his cock in front of you, atsumu spits on his hand and lines his massive length with your pussy.
"you girls always say this," he rolls his eyes, poking your entrance with the tip of his dick, slowly pushing in as he watches your glasses getting foggy. "and i always make it fit, cutie. don't worry."
you hook your hands under your knees, watching with wide eyes as atsumu's cock splits you open, the stretch is painful but you're thankful that he helped you with his fingers earlier, it definitely made it much easier to take all his girth.
still, he didn't fail to make you whimper pathetically when you realized he was entirely inside you, his pubic bone touching your clit softly.
"see? you took it like a champ, kitten." atsumu kisses you lovingly, his hand gently cupping your face as he starts to thrust slowly into you, he's all you can focus your attention on; his pretty plump lips leaving kisses on your collarbone and chest, long fingers massaging your nipples, broad and strong shoulders that you run your hands through to feel every muscle stretching while he moves his hips skilfully.
atsumu can't hide the way his face is flustered and how his eyes are watering as he feels your warm cunt clenching around him, putting his face on your neck while you moan so prettily in his ear.
"oh⏤! oh my god," you moan. "tsumu, i feel you so deep." atsumu grins, touching your belly where he can feel the outline of his cock. "p-please, wanna cum!"
he pecks your lips lovingly before putting your hands away to hold your knees against your chest, "do it then, kitten. and i'm gonna reward you by filling your tummy with my cum." you only lay there and cum while atsumu keeps thrusting into your cunt as fast as he can while still trying to not hurt you, watching as you put your hand over your mouth and whimper, legs shaking as you reach your climax. "f-fuck, kitten, you're creaming all around my cock. i'm gonna cum, okay?"
"yes! please, tsumu, cum inside me!"
atsumu is handsome, but he looks out of this world when he cums. he's sweaty and glistening under the light, flushed face and watery eyes while he sounds so pathetically vulnerable, little whimpers and groans leaving his mouth as he fills you up completely, his cum leaking out of your pussy.
he holds you tight against him while you both catch your breaths, his hand caressing your sides softly.
"so," atsumu is the first one say something. "can you help me with all my homeworks until the end of the semester?"
you laugh against your hand, "are you asking me to be your fuck buddy or your teacher?"
"why not both?" he jokes, holding your face to kiss you. "my kitten."
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kairiscorner · 8 months
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MILES MORALES 42 (girlfriend day headcanons !)
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he wouldn't have acted like anything big was coming up whenever you'd remind him from time to time that girlfriend day was coming up, but internally, he was freaking out because he wanted to make that day memorable and worthwhile for you.
he'd act dismissive about it, but to be honest, he just wants to hear what you want to happen on that day coming from you.
the only one who knows how miles is really acting is ganke, who keeps trying to remind him to chill out, you'd like anything he gives you, but miles can't even listen to ganke right now because he's contemplating on what kind of date, gift, and message to give you would make you remember and want to keep remembering this day for the rest of your life.
his mom was able to provide better insight and suggested to miles that he get you something that reminded him of you, and honestly... everything reminds miles of you. he wanted to get you something new, but his mother told him gifting you something really valuable to him already would mean so much more.
so, when he met you for dinner, he gifted you something that not only reminded him of you, but was something he truly cherished. it was a small figurine of a character he really liked, and yes–go ahead, laugh at him a little about how cute he actually is–and, why did it remind him of you? well, because you both bring him comfort; he used to look up to that character a lot as a young boy, and now, he looks up to you for inspiration.
though the night didn't end there, because when you guys were heading home, miles took you to a detour through an alley you guys had never visited before. turns out, the reason he never took you to that alley was because he had planned this surprise for you for a long while now, a whole year, actually.
he made a whole wall full of graffiti, with all the faces, smiles, colors and words reminding him and looking a lot like you. this wall was your wall, you were his muse.
"um..." he struggled to find the right words as he scratched at the side of his head and fidgeted with the end of his right braid as he looked at you with a nervous face. his face was completely bashful and flustered, and he cleared his throat as he finally decided to just say what comes to mind. "...i wanna dedicate this whole wall to you." he said as he directed your eyes with his hand that pointed to the wall filled to the brim with caricatures and drawings that appeared like you and was reminiscent of your aesthetic.
he felt so embarrassed that he couldn't fully articulate just how important you were to him, how happy and whole you made him feel, so he instead placed his arms around your waist and put his chin on your shoulder as he whispered a, "gracias, mi cielo... for being mine. i swear, you won't regret letting me love you, and this whole thing, this whole wall... it's only a taste of just how much i want to color my whole world with you and all of you."
tags !! @ii01vq @toneystank-3000 @pixqlsin @zalayni @q2ie @k4tsu3 @solecitoszn @maxoloqy @luvstarrstruck @fiannee @anikaluv @solecitoszn
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facingthenorthwind · 6 months
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AO3 tag capitalisation and why you can't change it
Have you ever tagged your fic in all Title Case and then discovered one of your tags has become all lowercase when you hit save? Or had it become title case when you tried to type it in lowercase? Does this offend your aesthetic sensibilities?
If you said yes to any of these questions, I would like to offer my deepest condolences. I, too, have had this problem. Unfortunately, you can't fix it (except in one very specific situation).
The first time a tag is used determines its capitalisation (unless it becomes a canonical). For example, I'm sure not everyone who tagged kylux au intended for it to be all lowercase, but the first user who tagged it capitalised it that way, and so it remains. This is because the wrangulator (the part of the AO3 backend that handles tags; yes this is what we officially call it) treats different capitalisations of a tag as the same tag, and isn't capable of having it display differently in different fics.
There are two situations where capitalisation can change: firstly, it could become the exact phrasing of a canonical tag. This is what it's called when a tag becomes filterable and multiple tags that mean the same thing (called syns) get connected together and all redirect to the canonical. For more info, you can read this post I wrote! All canonical tags get changed to title case when they're made canonical, because the tag edit page that wranglers can see enables wranglers to change the capitalisation of a tag (it also allows us to change the diacritics, but not anything else). If your tag is a synonym of that canonical, its capitalisation does not get changed, only if you've used the exact phrasing that later becomes canonical (for how to tell what kind of tag something is, please see the post I linked earlier). For example, if I was the first user of the tag "obi-wan on tatooine" and typed it all lowercase, it will remain lowercase even when the tag wrangler syns it to the canonical "Obi-Wan Kenobi on Tatooine". But if I was the first use of "obi-wan kenobi on tatooine" and typed it all lowercase, when it's canonised it will change appearance on my work to be in title case. Tag wranglers will never change the capitalisation of your tag in any other situation.
Secondly, if you are the only use on an unfilterable tag (which means it has not been synned anywhere), it is technically possible to change the capitalisation if you decide that you want to change how it looks later. In order to do so, delete the tag from your work. Then wait approximately 24 hours (give it a few more for leeway) and tag your work again. You should be able to now tag it with different capitalisation. The reason you have to wait 24-ish hours is because of a part of the wrangulator called the rake. The rake deletes any unfilterable tag that has zero uses (except if it's used in a tagset) approximately 24 hours after it's made. Notably, any tag that has been synned to a canonical does not get raked. If you want to check if your zero-use tag has been deleted yet, you can search for its exact text in tag search. If it still exists, it will be a search result and show (0) after it. If it's been deleted, it won't show up at all. It's important to note that just because an unfilterable tag shows up in tag search with (0) after it, that doesn't mean it will be raked in the future! These are usually tags in a tagset, which don't disappear. A tagset (example) is used by people running challenges for participants to have a pool of tags to choose from. There is no way to determine whether a tag is in a tagset, not even as a wrangler! You just have to assume it's the case if it never disappears. And remember, if anyone else has used the tag you're trying to change, it won't work!
So in conclusion: sorry about the tag that is the wrong capitalisation. You almost certainly can't fix it.
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dyhlanobrien · 2 years
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first kiss prompts
'' you sure you wanna do this? ''
'' we can take things slow. ''
'' you're the best first kiss i've ever had. ''
'' i'm quite nervous. ''
'' you're doing good. ''
'' close your eyes. ''
'' i've never done this before. ''
'' i want [our first kiss] to be special. ''
'' no pressure or anything. ''
'' i thought [the kiss] was great. not that i have much to compare to. ''
'' wanna practice? ''
'' just get it over with. i'm tired of not knowing what it feels like. ''
'' i'm gonna remember this for a while. ''
'' i like kissing you. ''
'' that... was terrible. sorry. ''
'' do you wanna make out? ''
'' i really want to kiss you right now. ''
'' kiss me and you'll find out. ''
'' permission to lean in? '' '' permission granted. ''
'' i'm not a delicate flower. kiss me like you mean it. ''
'' if anybody were to kiss me... i would want that person to be you. ''
'' i've been wanting to kiss you for a while. ''
'' teach me how to do it. ''
'' are you nervous? ''
'' i don't want you to be disappointed. ''
'' can i get another one? ''
'' why don't you come inside? ''
'' i haven't mastered the art of kissing yet. ''
'' you're a great kisser. ''
'' teach me. ''
'' is there such a thing as love at first kiss? ''
'' kiss me again, but don't stop this time. ''
'' can i kiss you? ''
'' wanna go slow? ''
'' if you're uncomfortable, or think it's too much, pull away. ''
'' i love it when you kiss me. ''
'' it's important that you're comfortable. ''
'' it's cute, this thing you're doing. '' '' being all nervous? ''
'' how far do you wanna go tonight? ''
'' i can't have my first kiss be with some stranger, so could you please practice with me? ''
'' i don't want your first kiss to be terrible. ''
'' you've never kissed anyone before? ''
'' you're going to have to guide me through this. ''
'' do i just... close my eyes and lean in? ''
'' [our first kiss] is going to be magical. ''
'' of course i want to kiss you. ''
'' you just can't help yourself, can you? ''
'' kiss me. ''
'' i would love to kiss you, actually. ''
'' you mean—you and me? kissing? ''
'' and right now, i think you should kiss me. ''
'' this is nerve-racking! ''
'' did i do good? ''
'' you did wonderful. can't wait to do it again. ''
'' did we just kiss? ''
'' you kissed me first. '' '' i definitely didn't. ''
'' we don't have to do this if you don't want to. ''
'' you were literally all over me. not that i mind. ''
'' why won't you come here for a second? ''
'' don't speak. just kiss me. ''
'' come kiss me. ''
'' did you enjoy it? ''
'' how was it? ''
'' can we do it again? ''
'' holy shit—that was awesome! ''
'' kiss me again. ''
'' oh. my. god. ''
'' you should call me sometime. ''
'' that was pretty nice. ''
'' wow... that was unexpected. ''
'' pretty nice, huh? ''
'' one of us should probably say something. ''
'' you're blushing. '' '' i know. ''
P.S. these are not mine. I found them on a deactivated blog, and I was unable to reblog. But I really want them to be sharable, so here they are. Enjoy, use, tag me in your creations.
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sunny44 · 6 months
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Karting days with the Leclerc’s
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Wife!reader
Warnings: nothing I guess
Summary: It's yours and Charles son's first karting competition and he's nervous and excited at the same time so Charles tries to calm him down before the start.
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It's Jules' first kart race, and Y/n and I are filled with excitement. As I watch my son, Jules, eagerly getting ready for the race, I can't help but feel a mix of pride and nerves.
We were arriving at the race track and Jules couldn't contain his happiness, it was the first time he'd run in a competition.
I remember the feeling and I can tell you that I was just as excited as he was.
"I'm afraid he'll explode with excitement before the race starts." My wife says and I start laughing.
"Well, that could happen." She laughs and Jules goes into the garage where his kart was.
"I can't stand this heat any longer." She says using her hand as a fan. "I think pregnant women get hotter than normal."
"Let's see if we can get you a fan." She agreed and there was a sofa and a fan in the garage, and that's where she stayed.
"Dad." He calls me and I go over to him. "I'm nervous."
"It’s ok buddy, it's normal."
"But what if I don't make it to the end of the race? What if I crash or lose?"
"It'll be fine, if you lose mom and I will be here for you and if you win we'll be here to celebrate too." He agrees. "Sometimes losing teaches us more than winning."
"What do you mean?"
"That this sport is not just about winning, you know that I don’t win all the time but you have to do you best and if you do your best you will be rewarded with victories.” He nodded and smiled. “Got it?”
"Got it." He says and goes off to get his clothes.
I carefully assist him in putting on his racing suit, making sure every zipper is secure and every strap is properly fastened. His eyes sparkle with anticipation as I adjust his helmet, ensuring a snug and safe fit.
"Are you ready, champ?" I ask with a reassuring smile.
Jules nods enthusiastically, his small hands gripping the steering wheel of his kart in the garage. He may be just starting out, but I can already see the determination in his eyes.
As a father and a racing driver myself, I know the importance of this moment.
It's not just about the race, it's about the lessons he’ll learn on and off the track. Together, we'll tackle this new adventure, and who knows, maybe one day he'll follow my footsteps.
But for now, it's all about that first thrilling race in the world of karting.
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Bonus scene!
Y/nleclerc instagram post
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Y/nleclerc My baby Jules had his first official karting race today and I’m so happy
Tagged: @Charlesleclerc
Charlesleclerc I’m so proud of him
Y/nleclerc we both are
Pierregasly my nephew is the best
Pescaleleclerc love you guys
Charlesleclerc we love you too maman
User927 his name is Jules 🥹
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rinkkuma · 4 months
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୨୧ BF KAISER
ft. michael kaiser
tags. gn!reader, a bit of cussing, all fluff ! / author's note. I HATE HIM!!!!!! (affectionate) also kaiser with a man bun *FOAMS FROM MOUTH*
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sleeping with him is the absolute worst. either he will be all over you and squeezing you tight or stealing the blanket from you, there is no in between.
he loves having self care nights with you!! insists to put on face masks and wash your face for you. totally not to just touch you
ALWAYS has his hands on you one way or another. whether it be holding hands, an arm around your shoulder, or leaning on you, he is touching you.
since he normally wakes up before you, he likes watching you sleep, not in a creepy way he thinks you look absolutely gorgeous in your sleeping state.
loves staying up late with you and doing random stuff. talking about random stuff, binging a show/movie, or simply just cuddling with you in silence he enjoys it so much. i firmly believe he prioritizes his quality time with you.
his hugs are the best!!! he's so warm and he doesn't squeeze too tight or too loose, it's just right!! if he doesn't see you for like a few hours though he squeezes the shit out of you
surprisingly a good cook. you constantly wake up to breakfast in bed, your favorite lunch meal, and a 5-star dinner. he has some corny ass apron that says: “mr. good lookin' is cookin” and you can't help but giggle every time you see it, and he's so confused.
WILL give you his jacket if you're cold. it does not matter if he feels like he'll freeze to death too, he will give you his jacket.
has you set as his phone wallpaper. one week it's a pretty candid photo of you, and another week it's a silly off guard photo he has of you. whenever you think you look bad or not, kaiser thinks you look absolutely gorgeous in all of the photos he has of you.
shares a spotify account with you to see what you listen to and what time! if he ever sees you online at ungodly hours of the night he sends you a ‘go to bed already!!!’ text. he's totally not awake either
swings your hands when you two are walking and holding hands. (24/7 basically) he will only start to swing them a little more if you try to stop him.
he unconsciously smiles whenever he sees you smile. he doesn't even realize it until you or someone else points it out, and only drives him more insane because of the effect you have on him.
gets matching necklaces for the two of you with each other's initials. he wears it 24/7, only taking it off before showering. he loves when someone points it out, and starts rambling about how amazing you are.
remembers all of the important dates. your birthday, anniversaries, you name it. he would rather die than forget an important date.
speaking of birthdays, he is always the first one to send you a birthday text the second the clock hits midnight. he pre-types his long paragraph talking about how grateful he is for you and such a week in advance and adds to it on the days leading up to your birthday.
his feet are always cold and it is the worst in the winter because he wakes up and decides to be annoying and puts his cold ass feet on yours. he then looks at you with a smile as if he hasn't done anything wrong ever.
loves going shopping with you!! he loves the way your eyes light up and lips curl up into a small smile when you see something cute. he loves the mini fashion shows you give him when you try on stuff. he will hold all your bags and pay for everything. he is hopelessly in love with you.
pridefully hands you his hoodies to wear because he wants to see you wear it. he giggles in his head when someone points it out because he's happy people notice you wearing his hoodie.
has the iphone sci-fi ringtone as his alarm. he set it one day as a joke and now he doesn't have the heart to change it. despite waking up to it dozens of times, you physically cannot get used to it. he claims he can't change it because of a emotional connection to it now, but you feel other wise. just to annoy you
soo good at flirting it's actually annoying. he's a natural smooth talker and knows exactly what makes you flustered.
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satorusluver · 5 months
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Duke!Nanami x maid!reader
Minors DNI
This takes place in the same AU as my Prince Gojo drabble (except the reader isn't with both of them, idk think of it like otome routes lol)
Word count: 700 ish
Tags/warnings: oral (f receiving), male masturbation, uhh idk I can't think of any others I'm tired lol
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The difference between Duke Kento Nanami and Crown Prince Satoru falling in love with a servant girl is that Kento wouldn't dare risk getting you pregnant. He is practical, mature, and most of all, selfless. He knows it would ruin your reputation and leave you a single mother because he could never be with you officially, and he could never risk doing that to his precious girl.
So instead he settles for sneaking you into his room (something that's easier for him than it would be for the prince because he isn't nearly as important as the future king) late at night for...less risky activities. Kento's bed is softer and more extravagant than anything your commoner body has ever experienced, with downy feather pillows and sheets of satin embroidered with gold trim, and he often lays you down on it and spreads your plush thighs to feast on your cunt like it's the finest dessert, until your legs are shaking and your cum stains those expensive sheets. Kento is a giver, not a taker. Of course, he enjoys letting you please him with your hands or mouth. But ultimately, your pleasure is his pleasure, and he's quite content with making you fall apart on his tongue.
Occasionally, though, he'll allow himself to indulge a little, rubbing his swollen cockhead through your slick folds, grinding the underside of it and against your overstimulated clit. But even he sometimes struggles with his self-control. One time he shifts a little too far back and the tip of his cock ends up right up against your entrance, just barely pressing into it. Kento clenches his jaw and digs his fingers into the sheets, imagining how good it would feel to be completely enveloped in you, to feel your tight walls hugging and squeezing his cock, to finally be one with you like he's always dreamed of.
Kento's eyes flick to your face, to your blissed out expression, your ruddy cheeks, your parted lips, your glossed over eyes and the sheer desire radiating off of you. And he knows he could do it, he could just slide his achingly hard length into your warm, welcoming cunt and you wouldn't stop him. And he takes a deep breath, and then he just....pulls away and rolls over next to you on the bed.
You ask if he's okay, and he says yes, he's fine. You ask him if he wants you to do something to help relieve the ache in his throbbing cock, and he says no, he's fine, and that he thinks it's best if you go ahead and return to the servants quarters now. You look up at him, your head tilting in confusion and your eyes filling with worry. So he presses a kiss to your temple and reassures you that everything really is alright, that he's just getting a headache - and besides, the longer you stay, the more likely someone will notice you missing from your bed.
You still seem a bit hesitant, but you redress yourself and leave his chambers with one last glance back at Kento, who gives you a warm, reassuring smile. And the moment you're gone, Kento throws his head back against the pillow with a pained groan, his hand slipping under the sheets to grip his cock tight - as tight as he imagines your sweet pussy must be. He strokes himself from base to tip, eyes closed and pretending it was you moving up and down on him, remembering the heavenly sounds you made as you came on his tongue and wondering if you'd make those same sounds when you came on his dick.
The sight of your naked body is still fresh in his mind, helping him hurdle toward his climax with each increasingly desperate pump of his hand. And when he cums, he cums hard, moaning out your name and fucking up into his first as the pearly ropes of his thick release spill over onto his hand and abs. And when the exhaustion sets in as his high begins to fade, Kento breathes a sigh of relief that it's only him who has to deal with the aftermath of his pleasure.
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angelltheninth · 7 months
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Honaki Star Rail Men + Practice Makes Perfect
Pairing: Blade, Dan Heng, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Luocha, Sampo, Welt x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, blowjob, friends with benefits, virginity loss, toy use, handjob, fingering, mutual masturbation
A/N: it's true, practice does make perfect, it's how I got good at writing smut.
Blade delights in the fact that he gets to be the one to teach you about pleasure. No doubt you know some things already but surely not as much as he. You don't really know what it feels like to suck a cock do you? Well you can practice on his, for when you get a real boyfriend that is. He'll be more then happy to let you suck him off, much better then doing it to a toy. You don't have to be shy around him, take as long as you like, get his cock wet, kiss it all you like, remember his taste because if he can make it so then his will be the only cock you ever taste. See, he's so nice, he's even willing to become your first boyfriend.
Dan Heng wonders why you would go to him off all people to practice with this sort of stuff. Surely there must be better candidates. He's not saying he won't do it, of course he'll help a friend out, but it's been a long time since he's been intimate with anyone. His cock twitches at the mention of you admitting that you thought of no one but him lately. You find him that attractive do you? You've been in his dreams as well, he's not ashamed to admit to. Show him then, show him what you do when you wake up after a wet dream, let him get close to your pussy so he can see what you're doing. Don't be embaressed, he's only trying to provide you with the best instructions.
Gepard says he's okay with you using him for practice but he's lying to himself and you. Every time he tells you how to jerk him off he keeps loathing the idea of you doing it to some other guy more and more. Someone else making you come, eating you out, telling you how pretty you are... it doesn't feel right. He's astonished when you asking him to be your first but he jumps at the opportunity. As soon as he's inside you though he can't keep his confession off his lips, he doesn't want to be the practice guy, he wants to be the guy you date, that you kiss for real, that you wake up to every morning. He wants to be your boyfriend.
Jing Yuan loves the idea of showing you how to feel good and please a man. He's grown tired of using toys but he can watch you use them, have a dildo on the floor, riding it while he tells you to roll your tongue against his balls, kiss up his thick cock and then lick the cum off the top slowly. You have to be ready by now For what? To feel a real man's cock for the first time of course. Did you think he'd let a toy do what he can do better for you? Of course not, that would be a huge blow to his pride. Even with all of that prep you're still tight, maybe the toy wasn't big enough. It's okay, you'll get use to his size soon enough, you're gonna practice with him every day until you can take him without issue.
Luocha thinks that it's really important for you to know what you're doing if you're gonna have sex with someone. Naturally he doesn't mind helping you in that department. Sit back and listen to him, to his every word, tease yourself first, you need to be properly wet or else it could hurt. As much as he's sure you want to come you need to take it slow, follow the pace at which he's stoking his cock, don't you dare take your eyes off it. See the cum building up on top? That's gonna be all yours if you can be a good girl. He would love to fuck you right now but he has to put his profession first, so he's happy with watching you finger himself, and later coming over your face and pussy.
Sampo is very happy that you chose him to be the man who shows you the ropes. He can teach you a lot, from the most vanilla stuff to being tied up, unable to move and being used like a fuckdoll. Not that he's thought you in that position or anything like that. Okay maybe he has a few times but he knows you think about him too, you talk in your sleep sometimes so he knows you dream of him. Now your dreams can come true, you can use him like a practice toy for once. Get experience with him, satisfy your every curiosity, use his cock to fuck your pretty holes, all of them-
Welt doesn't really feel like being your practice guy but at the same time he doesn't want you to go to someone who would take advantage of you. You're still a virgin and if you'd rather lose it with him, your friend and co-worker, then he will do that for you. Also if there's anything in particular you're interested in trying he can be pretty adventurous, as long as it's safe, He didn't anticipate liking the visual of you on your hands and knees so much, fingering yourself and asking him to put it in. This isn't such a bad arrangement after all, he gets to fuck a pretty, inexperienced woman like you, and make sure you're being safe while doing so.
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thelargefrye · 6 months
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CLEOPATRA … mature one - shot | part one
pairing : ateez x f!reader
genre : mature, fantasy, royalty, ancient egypt inspired setting, smut
word count : 6k
warnings : language, heavy nudity (sexual and non-sexual), yn is viewed as a descendant of the gods, infidelity (its a loveless marriage but they are still married), drinking
smut warnings : unprotected sex, multiple smut scenes (3 total), slight exhibitionism, oral (f), mentions of past pregnancy sex, some of the guys have a breeding kink, masturbation, slight cum eating
honorary suffer tag : @sanjoongie
inspired by this tiktok.
you had power that no man could ever imagine. as such you bowed to no one. you were known throughout the continent as the ruler that would protect her country no matter the cost.
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hongjoong let out a frustrated sigh, a hand running through his black locks as he walked down one of the many corridors of the extravagant palace. he walks in long strides, ignoring all the servants that pause and bow at him. he'll feel bad about not acknowledging them later, but right now he's on a mission.
he approaches your private quarters, yunho standing guard outside of your chambers doors like always. that's tells him that you are at least in your chambers. wherever you are is where yunho will always be.
when hongjoong comes closer to your chambers, that's when yunho finally turns to look at the first prince consort. his eyes sharp and always on guard.
"her highness is a little busy at the moment, your highness," yunho's voice is just as stoic as his eyes, cold and on guard.
"i don't care, this is important," hongjoong brushes him off and yunho does nothing to stop him from entering. not that he would anyways, hongjoong is one of the few people aside from yourself that the guard would listen to.
hongjoong doesn't waste a second in bursting through the doors to your quarters. the highly decorated chambers shows how you are the ruler of isis and descendant of the gods. the gold lining the room was something one of the first rulers of the country had done in order to show how important and godly they were. hongjoong remembers you mentioning several times how you hate the over the top gold in the room and how you desperately want it gone.
however, your father would probably come back from the underworld if you ever tried to change anything about the pharaoh's private quarters.
hongjoong is knocked out of his thoughts when he is greeted by the sight of you riding wooyoung. hongjoong can't help but feel his mouth run dry at the sight of you energetically bouncing on wooyoung's cock. your breast bouncing and he watches wooyoung squeeze one of them, the other slapping your ass and gripping and squeezing the flesh tightly. hongjoong feels himself getting hard from the scene in front of him. you always looked like you were glowing when one of them fucked you.
a beautiful goddess surrounded with nothing but love and he would gladly worship you for the rest of his life if he could.
but not right now, right now he needed to speak with you.
"y/n," his voice breaks through the lustful atmosphere in the room. you turn your head to look at your first husband, a parchment gripped in his hands from the news he had received from a guard. you falter your speed for a second, distracted by hongjoong's appearance and wooyoung takes this moment to flip the two of you over.
your head now at the foot of large, silk covered bed, legs now bent over the top half of your body as wooyoung pounds into your pussy. his hips moving at a first pace that has your eyes rolling back from the feeling. you can feel him hitting the deepest parts of your pussy, almost like he was about to penetrate into your womb. not that you would mind.
"ho-hong-joong~" you moan out, looking at your husband, mouth open in the perfect o-shape.
"hey, hey, hey! don't be saying his name when i'm balls deep inside of you!" wooyoung pouted making you whine when he did an extra hard thrust inside of you.
"y/n, something urgent has come up," hongjoong says, completely ignoring the fact that you and wooyoung were still fucking.
"w-what's wrong?" you ask, watching as hongjoong moves closer to you and wooyoung, now standing the end of the bed. you have to crane your head back in order to look at him upside down. you notice the look of concern over his face and you use one of your hands to reach for his. intertwining your hands together.
"there's been news about the minerva empire wanting to invade isis and take over," hongjoong says. "some of our spies have sent word about minerva's emperor planning something."
"minerva's emperor? isn't he that old bastard who was about to keel over?" you ask, remembering the emperor seonghwa had described to you during his travels several years ago.
"apparently he died two years ago and their new emperor is suppose to be this great war general. they've been invading and conquering smaller countries, adding to their empire," hongjoong tells you and the sudden news of this former war general has caught your attention.
it seems to have caught wooyoung's as well, as your second husband has seemingly stopped fucking you in favor of listening to hongjoong. wooyoung moves off of you in favor of relaxing against the silk pillows that laid fluffed at the head of your bed. you sat up, turning to face hongjoong with neither you nor wooyoung opting to cover up your bare bodies.
"a new emperor?" you said, tilting your head in wonder at this news. "i'm not worried, joongie, isis is a great empire that can not be invaded that easily," you tell him, running your hand down his chest. your fingers grazing over the soft fabric of his tunic.
"but y/n this is serious!" you notice the worry in his tone at the thought of the minerva empire even thinking of invading your home, his home, and your daughter's home.
"joong–
"why don't you just invite this new emperor here and throw a banquet for him?" wooyoung speaks up after having remained silent. you both turn to see wooyoung lounging behind you, hands behind his head like he had no care in the world. "if you invite him and show off the amount of power you and isis hold, then maybe that will make him think twice about invading."
"you mean assert dominance?" hongjoong asks and wooyoung nods.
"wow, wooyoung, that's pretty smart," you say, a teasing smile on your face as your crawl towards him and settle down next to him.
wooyoung lets out a small 'tsk' sound at your words, "give me more credit, dove, i'm smarter than i look," he teases back, wrapping his arms around you.
"joongie, call seonghwa and my advisor. let's send out an invite to our new little emperor," you say, a smile overtaking your features. hongjoong looks like he wants to say something, and you wait for him to but he changes his mind. he simply nods his head before turning heading for the door to summon seonghwa and your advisor.
seonghwa was a little worried when a servant had come to him while he was with his daughter, telling him that you had summoned him. his daughter's nanny was quick to take her out of his arms. seonghwa makes sure to press a quick kiss to the top of her head before he is bidding her goodbye and taking his leave.
when he approaches your chambers, jongho trailing behind him, he is greeted with the sight of yunho and yeosang both standing guard now at your door.
"is everything alright?" seonghwa asks the two guards.
yeosang is the one to speak up to answer the consort, "the pharaoh as requested for you and her advisor. prince consort hongjoong and prince consort wooyoung are already inside."
seonghwa can't help but raise his eyebrow at the guard's words, but nonetheless goes into your quarters. when he enters, he finds you and wooyoung wrapped in your golden robes, it being quite obvious that you are bare underneath. you're sitting at your table by the balcony doors which are open and letting in the warm afternoon air. hongjoong is standing next to you and wooyoung is still on your bed.
your advisor is sitting on a stool next you, writing your words down as you say them.
"what's going on?" seonghwa asks, earning the attention of everyone in the room, say for your advisor.
"her highness and wooyoung have had the amazing idea of inviting the enemy into our home to throw him a banquet," hongjoong says and you can all hear the irritation in his voice. you ignore him.
"there's rumors of the minvera empire and their new emperor wanting to invade isis, so i'm inviting him to show him that it is not something he wants to do," you explain to seonghwa, watching as he comes up to you.
seonghwa takes your hand, pressing a firm kiss to it before he is sitting down in chair across from you. "new emperor?" he asks, echoing your words and he sees hongjoong nod his head.
"apparently he's a great war general. what did you say his name was?" you ask, looking towards hongjoong and your advisor.
"san," hongjoong answered.
"ah, yes! emperor san," you say, a bright smile on your face; however, you three husbands can tell how this is not a genuine smile and that you are hiding something behind it. something that none of them have figured out yet.
"san..." seonghwa says trailing off, trying to remember if he's heard that name before. "ah! that's the name of the general that led minerva into victory during their takeover of the apollo kingdom," seonghwa says once the memory finally came to him.
"oh? that was him?" you ask, sounding impressed by the information you just learned.
"y/n, are you sure you want to invite him? what if they try to attack while inside the kingdom?" seonghwa asks, voice his concern that both him and hongjoong now have.
"hmm," you trail off for a moment, not saying anything, but clearly thinking, "yunho!" your voice is loud and commanding and the doors to your chamber open to the sight of your personal guard coming into the room.
you beckon the guard over and he walks to you before kneeling down next to you, "yes, my pharaoh?" he asks, eyes looking downward to the ground as to not disrespect you. it was known that anyone that wasn't one of your consort husbands could never make eye contact. it was forbidden to look at a descendant of the gods like they were on the same level as any other human.
"if there was an enemy inside the kingdom, would you kill them the second they tried to bring harm to me and the kingdom?" you ask, hand combing through the guard's dark locks and brushing them away from his eyes. despite him not making eye contact with you, you can't help but admire yunho's eyes.
"yes, my pharaoh. i would kill anyone for you," he says making a large grin stretch onto your face as you look from your personal guard to your two worried husbands.
"woobin," your advisor snaps to attention at the call of his name, "finish writing and send out the invitation to emperor san immediately."
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"i can't believe the bastard agreed to come," hongjoong says as he lets out an annoyed sigh despite sinking into the warm water of the large bath that him, seonghwa, and wooyoung shared.
the bathhouse was the one place that you never entered, it was only for the prince consorts and any sons that they had with you. a place for only them to sit and relax in. the place decorated like the rest of the castle, after you had made servants redo the bath after your father and grandfather had left it to basically fall apart. your husbands deserved a place to relax in peace and you would be damned if they had to suffer through a bathhouse room like your mother and your father's other wives had to.
"of course he did, it was an open invitation to come and take a look at the country without the worry of losing men," seonghwa says as he relaxed next to hongjoong who had a deep frown on his face. "y/n knows what she's doing, maybe we should just trust her," he adds.
"she has a plan, i could tell from her face," hongjoong sighs, "i'm just annoyed that i don't know what she's thinking."
"have a little more faith in our pharaoh, you two," wooyoung's voice echos as he walks into the bath. hongjoong can't help but roll his eyes at wooyoung who is once again naked, not bothering to even cover himself with a towel like the other two have.
"wooyoung, can you be any more shameful?" seonghwa asks, looking away from the younger male who walks down the white marble steps and into the water.
"yah, don't be jealous, hwa, green isn't your color," wooyoung teases as he settles into the water. "but i think you two are doubting y/n. she knows what she's doing, she has been pharaoh for a while now," he adds looking at his fellow consorts.
"i'm just worried is all. i don't want anyone to be in danger," seonghwa says voicing his main concern. he's worried that this emperor will try to not only harm you but also your children. he would die if something happened to his daughter.
"you're not the only one worried, hwa," wooyoung says, snapping the eldest out of his thoughts. "i'm worried about the enemy coming here as well, but i also trust y/n."
"i guess you're right," hongjoong says, finally speaking back up after watching the two go back and forth. "we should trust y/n and her decisions, but the worry will still be there."
you couldn't help the breathy moan that ripped through your throat as you threw your head back onto the lush amount of pillows. you had to try your best to not close your legs around yunho's head, knowing that he would stop if you didn't keep your legs open.
his tongue continued to lick your pussy, at this point basically making out with your lower lips. his nose continuously nudging your clit and adding to the stimulation that coursed through your lower half, sending a warmth through your entire body.
"hmm~ yunho!" you moan out, tugging at his dark locks causing him to let out a groan that vibrates through you. you felt yunho's hands come up to grip your thighs, massaging and digging his fingers into the flesh. you feel his tongue flicking in and out of you before he's flattening his tongue and licking up your pussy.
you feel your eyes roll back, head tilting, and back arching thanks to the pleasurable feeling. sometimes you can't believe how good yunho makes you feel, mainly because of how cold and emotionless he is when on duty. yet despite the harsh stare he gives you while eating your pussy, he still manages to make your toes curl.
"does that feel good, pharaoh?" he asks, tone deep and breath warm as it fans over your slowly heating up skin.
"mmh, yes~ please keep going," you tell him and he chuckles before diving back in. "so good," you breath out softly.
you were honestly still surprised by how willing yunho was to please you since the beginning. always taking care of you even when you were pregnant. you remember settling between his legs and letting his calloused hands roam your body and touch you.
"yu-yunho?" your voice breaks through the peaceful silence that the two of you had set. you look down at your guard to find him looking up at you. his eyes boring into your own, as it was the only time he could look at you like how your husbands do. because in this moment he wasn't your guard, but your lover. "do you think– fuck, right there– do you think... that i shouldn't have, mmh, invited e-emperor san?"
that questioning had been weighing on you since that conversation weeks ago. the way hongjoong and seonghwa were against it made you want to reconsider everything, yet you need to make sure this new emperor of the minerva empire knew not to mess with you. you were the pharaoh of isis, you had a duty to look powerful and protect your country and people. your husbands included.
you watch as yunho pulls away from your pussy before he's sitting up and resting on his knees. his face void of emotions like it always was.
"what would you like to hear, my pharaoh?" he asks and you make an annoyed huff sound before rolling your eyes at him.
"your honest opinion," you tell him.
yunho hums before he's casually lifting your leg up, letting your calf rest on his shoulder. he presses a few kisses to your leg as it looks like he's in thought.
"i think that if you did it for a reason then my pharaoh shouldn't worry about any danger the emperor of minerva might bring. you cannot change the past, but you can change the future," he says as his hand comes up to cup your heat, running his fingers through your drenched folds.
"gosh, who knew you could be so wise," you huff out with a teasing tone.
"i can be very wise if my pharaoh wants me to be, or i can be as savage as the rest of my people," he says, repeating words that many people of isis have said about yunho's people.
"would being a savage get you to fuck me?" you question, tilting your head to the side as you looked up at your guard who towered over you in this moment.
"if i fuck my pharaoh like a savage, i can't guarantee i won't get you pregnant with my savage heir," he says as you watch him remove the fabrics that covered his lower half and his hard cock standing tall and proud and waiting to breed.
"hmm, that sounds nice, that means i get to keep you to myself. i am a very selfish pharaoh after all. would you fill me up and give me my first bastard child," you say and yunho licks his lips before he's using the head of his cock to tease and rub between your folds. slicking you up with his pre-cum.
"i'll do whatever my pharaoh wants," he tells you making a cheshire grin spread across your lips as you felt him enter you.
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"ah! welcome, emperor san, it is a pleasure to met you," you say, a welcoming smile on your face as you watched the male walk up the large stoned steps of the palace in order to approach you.
you had to admit that san was a handsome man. his jaw was sharp and defined and his skin was sun-kissed. his feline-like eyes darting around and looking at his surroundings before they settle on your form. his eyes rack over your silk covered body and you notice how he faintly licks his lips before he stoping a good distance in front of you.
"of course," his voice is strong like the rest of him, "i was pleasantly surprised when i received your invitation, pharaoh," he adds, hands coming to rest behind his back. his shoulders are straight and you notice how his muscles bulge underneath his tunic and armor. fuck, you could definitely see the former war general side of him when he stands like this.
"well, i just wanted to congratulate and get to know the new emperor of minerva. even if i am two years late which i apologize for," you say, a bashful smile on your lips, but san easily brushes the comment off.
"it's quite alright, pharaoh. better late than never, and i do love a party, especially when it's in my honor," he says making you laugh.
"shall we go inside then? my servants will show your men to their rooms before being escorted to the banquet hall," you tell him and san nods his head taking several steps forward before he's offering you his arm which you happily take.
"does this mean i get a private tour by the great pharaoh goddess herself, then?" he asks, a smirk overtaking his lips and you let out a small hum at his question.
"of course, nothing but the best for my honorary guest," you tell him as you both walk into the palace, the swarm of people following behind the two of you.
"and this is where my consorts' quarters are located," you say and you notice how this catches san's attention.
"how many consorts do you have?" he asks.
"i have three; hongjoong, wooyoung, and seonghwa," you say feeling a sense of pride as you speak of your husbands. even if was just saying their names.
"do you love your husbands?" you're a little surprised by his question but you do your best to hide your surprise.
"yes, i love them very much," you tell him and san can only nod his head at your answer as you both continue to walk. "are you married?"
"i am. i have a wife, siyeon," he says and you notice how he doesn't seem as energetic to talk about her like you are about your husbands.
"i'm sure she's very beautiful," you tell him with a soft smile and san can only nod. "do you have any children?"
"no. none yet," he answers sharply and you make note about how he doesn't want to talk about his wife.
"tell me, emperor san," you begin, earning his attention, "do you like to fuck or make love?" now this question caught him off guard, and you had to try hard to suppress your grin. "or which one do you prefer? fucking or making love?" you're teasing him now and you can tell that san is quick to catch on to your tone.
"i like to fuck," he says taking a deep breath as he watches you run a hand down his arm, his muscles twitching under your touch. "but i would prefer to make love. let it be raw and real," he adds and you let a small smile grace your lips.
"do you fuck your wife? or do you need someone else to pleasure you?" you ask, your hand coming to rest around the back of his neck. your fingers playing with the ends of his hair.
"it depends," he begins lower his face closer to yours so your lips are inches a part, "is her highness offering to let me fuck her raw in her own private quarters?"
"it depends," you say mimicking his words, "tomorrow night when the moon is at its highest. i'll be waiting for you," you tell him. "but right now everyone is waiting for us, it would be rude to keep your men waiting," you say, slipping away from him as you begin to walk towards the banquet hall, leaving san to catch up with you.
when you and san entered the banquet hall, many of the isis nobles and soldiers from minerva seemed to be chattering and enjoying themselves. you were quick to notice hongjoong, wooyoung, and seonghwa sitting in their spots near the head of the table. however, a spot to your right was left open in order for san to sit next to you.
"i made sure to prepare a mixture of classic foods from both isis and minerva, in order to add some variety and flavor for everyone here," you explain as you and san walk down the table. the nobles from your country bowing as you walked by while the soldiers from minerva bowed to san.
"i'm impressed with how much you prepared, pharaoh," he says and you smile at him as you gesture to his seat next to hongjoong and across from wooyoung. you take your seat at the head of the table and look to see all the nobles still bowing their heads as they wait for you to speak.
"please, continue enjoying yourselves. this is a celebration for our honored guest," you say with a smile and the nobles are quick to obey your words.
"and these are my beautiful consort husbands," you say with a smile as your gesture to the three males. "the one beside you is hongjoong, the one across from you is wooyoung, and next to him is seonghwa."
wooyoung smiled at you as he pressed a kiss to the back of your hand. his fingers intertwining with yours as you continued your conversation with san. you noticed how san looked at your and wooyoung's hands before his eyes flickered up to meet yours.
"a pleasure to meet you three," he says with a firm smile, and the tree males all return the smile with firm ones of their own.
the banquet continues as you planned it would. many of the nobles and soldiers drinking and eating to their hearts content for the next few hours. entertainment in the background going on with music and dancers. you and san watched as some of his men attempted to dance like some of your dancers, but failed miserably due to their drunkenness. his second in command, mingi was probably the only one not to fail miserably, but still struggled to keep up.
eventually, wooyoung even got up and was able to dance. you couldn't help the smile that painted your lips as you watched him move effortlessly in time with the music.
"wow, he's really good at dancing," san says as you both watch your second husband.
"wooyoung was originally a dancer before i married him. he could dance to anything whether sober or drunk," you brag and san only nods his head at your words.
it was only a few hours later when most of san's men had dragged themselves and each other to their rooms. several servants following after them to help them find their way. at the same time, the nobles also stumbled out of the palace as they made their way back to their own homes.
you personally escorted san back to his room and before you could bid him goodnight, he's pulling you in close to him. your nose squished against his as he lips ghosted over yours from how close you both where.
"be prepared for me, i plan on making it raw and real," he says, before he's letting you go and licking his lips.
"of course, emperor san, i'll be waiting. goodnight," you say, before you turn on your heel and walk back down the grand corridor. making sure to let your hips sway as you walked away.
when you returned to your own quarters, you were not surprised to find your three lovers waiting for you. you let out a sigh as you walked past them and over to your vanity in order to start removing your jewelry and makeup.
"what's your plan, y/n?" hongjoong asks as you both look at each other through your mirror.
"i'm going to get him to marry me," you say, turning to look at your husband. "then we will have a strong ally," you add.
"that was your plan this whole time?" hongjoong asks, voice raising as he is complete applaud by your words.
"no, i didn't think of it until i saw him. i knew i wanted to become allies but knowing he's in a loveless marriage just makes this plan even better."
"you're a nasty woman," wooyoung says a wide grin on his face, his hyena laugh echoing through your quarters. "i love it," he adds making you giggle as you finish removing your makeup. you then stand up and begin to undress. letting your dress fall and become a puddle around your ankles leaving you bare to your three husbands.
"this is a bad idea, y/n," hongjoong says as you come up to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. your body flush against his clothed one. a chill runs down your spine when you feel his cold hands run over your skin. "what happens if this plan fails?"
"it won't fail. i won't let it," you tell him, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. "i already have him falling into my grasp. i'm close to getting somewhere."
"trust her, joong. if he fucks the god pussy then he won't be able to say no to her," wooyoung says, speaking up from his place on your bed. you turn to give wooyoung a sneaky grin which he returns. "i should know, once you fuck god pussy, you won't want nothing else but it."
"have more respect for your wife and pharaoh, wooyoung," seonghwa says finally speaking up for the first time tonight.
"don't be pissy, hwa, you're just mad you haven't fucked her in a while," wooyoung throws back and you realize that he's right.
it has been a while since you and seonghwa have been together. pulling away from hongjoong, you quickly make yourself comfortable between seonghwa's legs. kneeling between your husband, you let your hands run up and down his thighs as he looks down at you.
"what do you think, hwa? do you trust me?"
"o-of course, love, i trust you and i believe you know what you are doing," he says and you smile before kissing the skin of his thigh that was peeking underneath his tunic.
"when are you going to talk to him?" hongjoong asks as he watches you slowly trail your hands up, moving seonghwa's tunic up as you do so.
"he's going to visit me tomorrow night."
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"i wasn't expecting you to be this prepared when waiting for me," san says with a smirk as he enters your chambers to the sight of you touching yourself. your middle and ring fingers covered in your slick juices as you slide them in and out of your wet pussy. the heat of your core sending pleasurable chills up your spine.
"f-figured i'd give you a personal show," you say with a smile as you watch san stalk closer to you. he easily unties and discards the robe that was around him, showing you that he was wearing nothing underneath it. his half hard cock slowly growing the more he watched you.
he stood at the foot of your bed, watching as you continued to fuck yourself before he was crawling onto the bed and closer to you. san watched with sharp eyes as you used your free hand to grope your breast. squeezing the flesh of your tit and pinching your nipple and tweaking it.
san couldn't help but groan when he watched you remove your fingers to see them coated in your juices. he quickly grasped your wrist before popping your fingers into his mouth. his tongue wrapping around your digits, cleaning them before he's removing them with a clean pop. you couldn't help the stuttered moan that left your lips.
"so," he begins as he crawls up body, his hands pressing into the silk sheets below you as he props himself up. "why does the beautiful pharaoh want to have her pussy fucked by someone like me? compared to your husbands, i'm definitely not your type of man," he says, lips ghosting over yours as he speaks.
"i love sex, i'll fuck whoever i want," you reply making him chuckle before he's sitting up and positioning himself between your legs.
"yeah? then you'll let me fuck you? what happens if i get you pregnant with my heir?" he asks as he positions himself, the head of his cock teasing your entrance and running between your folds. you let out a loud cry as you felt him thrust his cock inside of you in one thrust. your back arches as san has your legs propped onto your shoulders.
his pace is immediate and ruthless. almost animalistic like his primal instincts are taking over as he fucks you.
"f-fuck san!" you shout, not caring who hears. not caring about how yunho is outside your door right now, listening as san pounds away at your pussy, using it how he pleases.
"what will happen if– if i fill you up full of my cum? leave you nice and full for the rest of my stay here?" he looks hypnotized as he watches your breast bounce with each of his thrust.
"do you want an heir? w-want a child between the two of us, something– fuck! something you don't have with your wife back in minerva?" you taunt him and san groans as he rolls his head back at your words.
you let out a loud gasp, back arching as your mouth forms a perfect o-shape and san knows he hit a sweet spot. he can't help but think you look beautiful especially like this.
"s-so, i've heard you wa-want to– fuck, form an alliance between isis and minerva," he says and you can't help but run your hands down his chest.
"y-yeah, i want to combine our powers," you tell him as you pull him closer to you, you clench hard around his cock and san has to keep himself from feeling lost in the feelings of your pussy sucking him in.
"combine our powers?" he echoes, hips continue to drill into you as the room is overpowered with the sounds of skin on skin mixed with your heavy moans.
"we– we could be unstoppable," you tell him as you feel yourself growing closer to your climax.
"you think so? is that why you want my cock?" he teases as you clench once more around him. "i'd fill your cunt with my cum as our two empires become allies, is that all you really want?"
with one final thrust, its enough to have you coming around him. your walls tighten around his cock and it makes it almost impossible for him to continue moving in that moment. he lets out a deep groan at the tightness but ignores it in order to continue his movements. his thrusts prolonging your orgasm. he wants to extend it just a little longer. wants to extend the feeling of you two connected and as one. something he's never felt before, especially with his wife.
"s-san," you call out his name before he's crashing his lips onto yours. he can tell how fucked out you're becoming the longer he continues to abuse your poor pussy.
he doesn't ever want this feeling of raw emotions to stop. san's decided that he likes feeling like this.
"f-fuck, why does your pussy feel so good," he groans as he continues to thrust into you. your moans like music to his ears as he continues to listen to you let out breathy moan and call out his name. despite being a drooling and moaning mess beneath him, san thinks you look breathtaking.
"s-san, lets becoming one," you say and san groans at your words. he does a particularly harsh and deep thrust and you swear that it hits the entrance to your womb. you feel your eyes roll back as you clench tightly around his cock.
"sure, lets... lets become one, my pharaoh," he says as he looks at you with an equally fucked out face.
"please..." you begin to say, "call me y/n," you finish and san smiles at your words.
"y/n... y/n, y/n, y/n!" with every pronounce of your name, he does an equally harsh thrust into your leaking and abused pussy. you feel san begin to stutter in his thrusts before he's finally coming with a cry of your name. you can't help but come one more time as you feel san paint your walls with his thick cum.
you know everyone in the palace will know what the two of you did tonight, but you don't care. you had san wrapped around your finger and it was only a matter of time before you officially became as one.
san let out a groan as he rolled onto his back next to you. a layer of sweat covering his golden body making it look shiny as he relaxed into your sheets. you turn onto your side, immediately cuddling up next to him and he has a blissed out smile on his face as he holds you close.
"was that raw and real enough for you?" you tease, a hand coming up to trace the toned muscles of his chest and abs. "so about that alliance..."
"fuck..." is all he says before you're moving to straddle him. "i want you to come visit minerva in a months time and there we can... discuss this alliance."
you can't help the smirk that graces your lips before you're leaning down to press a kiss to his lips. you couldn't wait to rub it into hongjoong and seonghwa's faces about how your plan was coming along smoothly.
maybe wooyoung was right about not being able to say no to the god pussy after all.
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