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"i love u! 🤭💕"
"i love u too! 🥰😘"
#im gon be here forever bro. my baby my baby ♡#twin 👩🏽❤️💋👨🏿💗#chatter#he sounds so cute n soft...#i love his voice so much !! AAAAAAAAA#it's so nice... ever since he mentioned getting a place for us n the lil 'additional ones' ive been like 😻💘🤍💕🧚🏽♂️🍪🎀#like bro... when i envision marriage i get SO happy!!!! HNSKAJ#LIKE. yo this is my husband. i haven't felt like this abt anyone else. like. wtf#it makes sense...soo much sense#n its cute how happy my sis n friends r like 🥹💕💖#theyve witnessed when i was going THRU it so!! ah just blessings <3 happy to b in love
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*still sobbing*
#back for part 2 of screaming in tags letsgooo#IRIS IS THE SWEETEST OMG I CARE HER SO MUCH#ASKING FOR A PHOTO SOSHAJZBAKSHDKMSAFKDL PLS SHES ADORABLE#when cynthia spoke i got goosebumps. shes just that powerful. i love her#WHEN DAIGO SPOKE I THREW MY LITTLE MANG PLUSH KEYCHAIN OFF THE BED BY ACCIDENT SORRY MANG :'(#BUT DAIGO OSHSKFSAKSNDSKAKSJDL#OMG OMG OMG SO WATARU AND DAIGO WERE TALKING ABOUR ALAIN#I LOVE THAT SUBTLE NOD TO MEGA EVOLUTIONS SPECIAL AAAAAAAAA#also watarus voice. also gave goosebumps hes got the AURA OF A POWERFUL TRAINER#PLS HE AND HIS CAPE?!! IT WAS THE FACT THAT HE HAD A CAPE AND DRAGON THAT DREW LITTLE TINY KID ME TO HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE#daigo voice oml how ive missed it. THEY KEPT THE SAME VA IM SO HAPPY WAAAAAAAAA#GOH CHEERING ON BOTH ASH AND IRIS HES ACTUALLY THE BEST SBSHDJSBAKDJ#PROFESSOR SYCAMORE AND MANON CAMEO IM CRYINF#PUNCHING THE WALL SCREAMING WEAK AT THE KNEES#PLS THIS EPISODE HEALING ME. TODAY WAS LAST DAY OF SCHOOL TOO THIS IS THE BEST WAY TO FINISH OFF#i love. i-- i lvoe i ovle lcieckdhsbxkoceve tsuwabuki daigo#the only fictional character ever. the only cool rock loving guy ever#im letting myself be passionate about something freely for once. only once#rambling about stuff#rambling about pokemon#daigo my beloved _(:з」∠)_
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"WOW!" he cackles, practivally hyena-esque, "That was really something, cupcake! You really are a coward, aren't you?" (— @hyperionhandsome , from Jack, medieval Fantasy au?)
"I..."
The words had stung before Leonard could even realise he hadn't recognised the voice that spoke to him, though the way his expression had shifted had been miniscule in comparison - the way the hermit's head had turned away in both hurt and shame had been the most prominent, though there was the subtlest crease in his brows, the smallest tightening of his lips and the clutch of gloved hands on the hem of his coat which spoke volumes in the moment Leonard himself was unable to do much more than struggle for a response.
...Who was this man? The thought had just dawned on him as Leonard felt his heart pound with humiliation - he didn't sound like a faerie, though the laughter reminded him of his own pact-beast. He didn't even sound like anything inhuman, as a matter of fact, but still - remarkably cruel.
...Leonard supposed it didn't matter, though. If the goal was the simple task of sparking that sad flame of guilt within the hermit, it took only a glance to see his lowered head and the bitter pain on his face to tell this stranger had succeeded in their mission. A low mumble of response was the reward to inform this rather boisterous passerby of their victory.
"...You are right." Leonard acquiesced, bitterly. He couldn't fight or promise any improvement anymore. "I am nothing more than a fool."
How truly pathetic... Something in his stomach sank at the prospect that it would have only taken a glance to tell of his plight. Typically the harsh sting of such words would be curved hearing it from his pact-beast, or even the likes of Caim, but there was something about hearing it from someone like a stranger that served to dig especially deep into the hermit's skin. It seemed that all at once, the nightmare of the garrison, the failure of his brothers, the failure to his family, and the potential failure that had awaited Seere at each second, had come crashing down on his consciousness with those words. That reminder.
Coward... It was aptly fit.
Leonard's head dragged itself back up from where it had previously stared down at his lap, but averted itself slightly to the side - his blind gaze still couldn't bring itself to look towards the source of the voice where it stood.
"...Please, speak no longer." Leonard said, the softness of his tone in sharp contrast with the low rumble of his voice, "I know my sins well enough to bear on my own. So I beg of you... Show mercy."
#||Reply||:Jack#{/AAAAAAAAA HELLO HELLO!! please do pardon the late response the past couple weeks have been busy as hell}#{/birthdays and family coming up and college on top of it and all that}#{/though im ALSO somewhat to blame aside from that bc i made the mistake of playing drakengard 2 again}#{/and my other dod muse; urick; came by the day i was originally set to do this ask like 'heyyyy ;)' so ive been on there for a while QwQ}#{/But that said!!! I was so thrilled to see this here!! you can probably tell ive been stalking for a while but was too shy to interact QQ}#{/it's also a bit of a thing with multis that i have no IDEA where to start with who since there's just so much to be doneeee dfksbhfdkj}#{/AND ESPECIALLY YOUR BLOG; GOOD SIR; I LOVE ALL YOUR MUSES AND EVEN THE ONES I DONT KNOW LOOK SO COOOOLLLL}#{/in short: tysm for this im so excited to write with youuuuu!!! please do just shoot me a DM or so if you wanna chat and/or plot!!}#{/you may guess i know very little on borderlands but i DID try and do my research on this particular guy ahead of time and}#{/i actually adore him omg; just my brand of asshole + his voice acting is REALLY good!!!! fhfjdjd}#{/that said; Leonard is NOT a fun guy to bully oml}#{/*pokes with stick* come on.... do something lmao}
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GRIMNIR GRIMNIR HFLKDASJFLKSDJFD GRIMNIR ILYVM (i love all the charas v much but forgive me i'm a bit biased rn 😭😭)
#tag later#IT IS 6 PM#I'M FREAKING OUT A BIT I WNA READ IT ASAP BUT IM NOT SURE WAIT#I REALLY REALLY REALLYYYY LOVE GRIMNIR HE'S ONE OF MY FAV CHARAS#i don't think it rlly seems like it but he was one of my first favs hehe#he's so cute !#i have his valentine n oh my god he's so cute#& HE'S SO COOL. BABY BOY HDFKDAFKLDS#I HAVEN'T PLAYED UH GBF IN A WHILE BUT HFDLKJASFLKSDJFLFJASKJD JUST THE THOUGHT OF GRIMNIR......!#his art in the the#AAAAAAA BRO THAT'S UNFAIR JUST THINKING ABOUT IT MAKES ME A BIT SHY#HE'S SO COOL N CUTE AT THE SAME TIME N OH YMG GOD I LVOE HIM HFLKDASJFLKDSJF#HIS SMILE IS SO PRECIOUS N HIS VOICE IS SO ADORABLE!!!!!#HE'S SOC OOL I LOVE THE WAY HE TALKS N SPEAKS N THE CONTRAST#I LOVE THE WAY HE TALKS N SPEAKS N THE CONTRAST#he#aaaaaaaaa i'm really stressed rn but thinking of grimnir makes me feel a bit better rn#i have stuff to do i don't think i should read yet but i'm really excited!#I'M SORRY I'M TOO BIASED WAIT#i promise i love all of them so much but aaaaaaaaaahdflksadjflkdsfjklsd#wait back to grimnir he tries to act so cool n all but he's rlly such a cinnamon roll he's so cute!!!!#he's the sweetest arghh but so precious#looking at some stuff in his special cutscened in gbf.wiki r comforting me rn#made me think of cain to.. god i like charas that have a certain way with words don't i#cain. the 5th one under happy birthday. i rmb how happy it made me hehe reading it n i remember like. it was night n all right#OR WAS THAT. WHITE DAY. WAIT MY MEMORY IS WACK BUT FUCK WHITE DAY THAT SHIT MADE ME SO SHY#'But I want to be with you.' bro no oh my god n then stargazing n feeling like a dream n promises.. 😭😭 HKDFJASLKDFJ
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hihi, adore your blog and ive just recently started watching hannibal and im OBSESSED with your writing...and ive never done an ask like this before but...BUT HEAR ME OUT....hannibal absolutely fucking the attitude out of reader, i- she just gets mouthy because she feels ignored and he shows her that he isn't doing it on purpose and still loves her...then some fluff 🫣
Aaaaaaaaa thank you !!! Honored to be the first and omg THISSSSSSSS is just the vibe i needed!!!
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“Hannibal, please,” you pleaded, voice low and needy.
Often, this was his kryptonite, but at that moment it only made him chuckle. His fingers stopped their slow torture on your soaking slit, and he leaned close to your ear.
“Please what?” He asked, feigning ignorance. “You said you wanted me to spend more time with you, right?”
He had you pinned facing the wall, his large form looming right behind you. There had been no time to fully undress you, so he had simply yanked down your pants so they bunched around your knees.
He was still fully covered though, not in any rush to move things along. You squirmed a little, impatient, but he snaked his free arm around your torso to keep you from rebelling too much.
“No, no, stay still. We’ll get to it, but I’m trying to savor every single moment of this,” he said, bringing his messy fingers to his mouth and tasting your desire. “Hard not to when you taste so good…”
“Fuck, but I just— I need—” you couldn’t finish your sentence as his hand returned to its rightful spot, one finger teasing the entrance of your cunt.
He smirked, pleased at all your reactions. “Getting harder to talk back, hmm?”
You felt the tip of his tongue lightly tracing the shell of your ear, which normally would have caused a full body shiver. Instead, you clenched around his finger, wishing desperately it was something else.
“It’s okay, my sweet, I’ll make sure to kiss it all better after. I have to make up for all the time that was lost, don’t I?”
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#hannibal lecter x reader#hannibal lecter fanfiction#hannibal lecter smut#hannibal fanfiction#minors dni#anonymous
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If you are still acepting ideas for kinktober, maybe sexual mindbreak (kinda like brainwashing by pleasure???) with any character of your liking from Twisted Wonderland? Or public casual cockwarming? ....AAAAAaaAa I hope those aren't too weird or hardcore
yes!! omg don’t worry love, not at all too weird or hardcore 💕 i chose mindbreak because i already have a cockwarmimg fic for kinktober & i chose idia because i’ve been itching to write some crazy yandere idia!!
𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 ( 𝒾 𝓉𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊 ) ⎹ 𝓘.𝓢.
❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ twisted wonderland / kinktober 2022 / @dollsotome-library
❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ yandere idia shroud x reader ( f! )
❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.
❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ dark fic, dubcon turned consensual, mindbreak, past bondage mention, idia has some homemade toys for reader, overstimulation and multiple orgasms, anal and vaginal penetration, suggested hostage / stockholm syndrome
❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.3k / mini musing
❝ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ⤻ i do not consent to having my work reposted / translated / stolen in any capacity for any reason. please reblog and leave a comment to support content creators! my work is very rarely proof read so mistakes may be present. all characters / pairings i write for are 18+ with no exceptions.
Idia was terrified of being away from you. just the thought of you left unsupervised on campus with your fellow classmates was enough to send him into a fit of jealousy— he wished he could go with you to every class and ensure that not a one even spoke to you, but the need to stay hidden was just as overwhelming.
still, he knew what a gem he had in you, and surely the others could see it, too.
what if they tried to steal you from him?
he couldn’t let that happen.
that was why he’d brought you to his dorm, and you’d never left. with tablet in hand, as he sat as his desk, he watched your visage squirm on the bed in the other room. he could hear you moaning from the open door to his left, and every single time you’d call out for him he wanted to sprint to you, attack you, and bury himself so deep inside you that you felt him in your bones. but every time, he’s restrained himself. you hadn’t been ready.
however, when you cried out this time, and your back arched off the bed, he could hear the desperation for him in your voice, and he knew you were ready.
his hands were shaking, so he gripped the tablet with one and shoved the other in his hoodie when he meandered into the bedroom— he knew the second he caught sight of you squirming on his bed he was done for. one hand up against the pillow, and the other gripping your own breast, your hips were rutting up into the air, and his little project, two thick and pumping dildos fastened to a makeshift chastity belt, was whirring at the speed he’d set. you’d endured so many orgasms today alone that there was already a puddled wet patch of sheets under you, and your thighs glistened with sweat and essence. from where he stood in the doorway, he could see the base of each, thrusting into you at opposite rhythms, keeping both of your holes occupied. and then there were the vibrators: three high powered, blue bullets that he’d modified with tacky, flat bases that were stuck to your body— one glued to your clit beneath the waistband of the device, and the other two sucking on either nipple.
the goal had been to override your brain with so much pleasure that it simply malfunctioned. and, by the glassy look in your eyes and the drunken half smile on your lips when you saw him watching you, it’d worked. maybe he’d even overdone it.
his eyes fall to your wrists. he made a mental note that the rope burn had almost completely healed. restraints were no longer needed, you didn’t tell him that you wanted to go back to your own dorm anymore, you didn’t beg for him to turn the device down or to let you go back to class.
“I—Idia…!” you mewl, grinding into the air.
Idia took his time though, taking slow steps into the room, and his golden gaze drops to the tablet in his hand; one swipe of his thumb and he’d switched over to the device’s accompanying app, and he rolled the pad of his finger along the virtual dial. the machinery whines in response, pumping into you faster and harder. “It’s hard to focus on doing both of our assignments when you moan that pretty,” he muttered, but he was breathless. you gasp, and your head drops back, and his heart skips a beat. “You’re… so damn distracting…” he comes closer, watching you with hungry eyes, and his free hand comes up, pushing wild blue flames away from his face. they hiss in submission, curling behind his ears and down his back as he sits on the bed beside your writhing form. “Should I make you another cock to suck on while I work to quieten you down?” but truth be told, he didn’t want to do that. if he couldn’t hear you moaning, whimpering, screaming out in ecstasy— then it wasn’t worth it.
you push your lower lip out in a heart-melting pout, trying to force your heavily lidded eyes to stay open so you can look up at him, “Mmm— missed you…” you pant, both of your hands grabbing at his hoodie, trying to pull him closer. “Missed— you—“
heart pounding, fingers twitching, Idia’s eyes are alight with joy to hear how needy you sounded, and feel you pawing for him. “Say that again.” it was almost a plea as he scoots closer, dropping the tablet against the ocean of sheets. both hands grab and cradle your face.
“I missed you!” you moan, eyes threatening to roll back from how furiously you were being stretched and filled.
the confession alone is enough to have his cock twitching against his thigh, and he leans closer, until he can feel your hot, little puffs of breath on his mouth. “You want me to stay with you?” you nod, squirming, “Beg me, baby.”
“Please, Idia, mmnn, please please stay with me!”
“And you don’t ever want to leave me?”
you shake your head, brows knitting together. your breathing was ragged, and your toes kept curling, the muscles in your thighs and your belly contracting— you were on the brink of another orgasm.
“You’ll… never… ever… leave me.” he rasps out, lips ghosting over yours as he forms each word. you’re desperate to taste his lips, your own parting and trying to catch his, whispering each word he says under your breath as if reciting a mantra. “You’re mine. You’re happy to be mine.”
“I’m happy, fuck, Idia, I’m so happy!” another nod, and you hold on to his hoodie for dear life, “Kiss me, please,” you whine, “kiss…”
it was beyond tempting, and his tongue flicks at his couplet in anticipation, but he merely stares at your expression as your eyes close, before pressing an open mouthed kiss to your temple. “You’re close, aren’t you, baby?” he asks, and he glances to the tablet on the bed as you nuzzle your face into his neck. you didn’t even mind when the flames of his bangs flicked at your cheeks, you peppered his cool skin in loving, sloppy kisses instead. “So close…” with your face smushed against his throat, you nod, fervent, and he reaches over to tap twice on the screen of his tablet.
the device slowed to a stop, and you began to fidget, babbling in protest and trying to rock against the toys. “W—wait, wait, wait, I—“
“Shh,” Idia replies, kissing all over your forehead, willowy digit tapping another button and swiping; the machine releases from your body, toys pulling out, and then falls against the bed, “shh, baby, hold on to it. Don’t let it slip,” he’s already shoving the device aside and peeling out of his hoodie, nudging himself between your trembling, open legs, “this one is mine. I want to fuck it out of you myself.”
you stare up at him, eyes glazed and mouth hanging open. you’re happy. “I’m yours.” you whimper.
you’re happy.
you’re so fucking happy to be his.
#idia#idia shroud#idia x reader#idia x you#idia shroud x reader#idia shroud x you#idia smut#idia shroud smut#twised wonderland#twisted wonderland x you#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland#twst#twst imagine#twst x mc#twst x reader#twst x you#twst smut#kinktober 2022
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my brother in christ, please, do a oneshot in which gabriel (miguel's brother) courts us after the wedding (from the last miguel oneshot) PLS!! !! !!
ILL DO ANYTHING
hello <33 MMMMMM OK SURE WHY NOT >:D I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS AAAAAAAAA
(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)
i'll love again someday — gabriel o'hara x reader
summary: he saw you standing there, in all your glory—in all your tear-stained and sobbing glory; trying to put on a brave face as you watched his big brother, who you loved for years, be taken away from you in the blink of an eye. he sympathizes with you, but at the same time... he rejoices at the fact he can now show you all the love you've deserved and will ever deserve.
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he believed you were heavensent, soaking in all your beauty as you stood there next to him as another person of honor at his big brother's wedding; though he knew you were more than just some person to him. you were gorgeous, even as your eyes glistened with tears, tears filled with emotion that went undisclosed over the years. it's poetic, really, just seeing how filled to the brim you were with unfathomable sadness—you were statuesque, you were the image of his perfect somebody, that somebody he vowed to cherish forever before he even met them truly.
he remembers your face quite clearly, you were that one friend of his older brother who always came to their place over breaks and occasionally when your parents weren't around. gabriel was a little nosy, in complete honesty; he always snooped around when miguel would come home with a new face, especially if it was a pretty one. he remembers he was sketching that day, just being in his own little world without a care in the world. he doesn't remember what he was drawing, though, none of it was worth remembering—except for that one sketch he drew of somebody that taught his heart how to skip a beat for a second, that somebody who his gaze landed upon and changed the trajectory of his life forever; that person who he vowed to love before realizing he was even really in love.
and that somebody was you. his somebody was always you.
he could still recall how wide your smile was when miguel told you a crappy joke even he didn't understand, how bright your eyes shone when you stepped foot into their house, and how sweet your voice was when you greeted him after you caught him staring at you and miguel from behind a column in the living room. your lips looked so supple, and curved into a perfect smile—your hair was luscious and was probably so nice to touch, to run his hand through, and bury his face in; and your hands, oh your hands were his favorite part. your hands were so welcoming, warm, and kind.
he remembers feeling so hot in the face when you smiled up at him and asked him what his name was. he really forgot what his mother named him when you asked him, every word that was ever written in the lines of his mind that he usually hardly puts effort in to remember was all just erased; you made him into a blank slate when he caught your gaze. "...hermosa," that was the first word he ever uttered to you as he stared into your beautiful irises, his face flustered and his eyes wide. your face was all he could think of that day, so much so that when he was around you and miguel with his sketchbook, you filled all the blank spaces in the pages, not one bit of it was wasted with anything but drawings of you, trying to capture you in all your magificence.
he never forgot that day, especially with how embarrassing it was for him, and he still finds you so, so beautiful.
"hermosa!" he called out to you as the wedding had concluded, and the guests were pouring out of their seats to head to the reception. you tried to wipe away the tears that were now falling, ceaselessly, in fact. you hoped your mascara wouldn't streak down your eyes, and it did a little, but you couldn't conceal it right now. you turned around, and there, in front of you, was the once shy little boy whose mind went blank at the sight and sound of you and your voice.
you smiled and sniffled back your cries; gabri didn't deserve to see you sad, you thought, he was a good kid, and he... he deserved nothing but to see happy faces of his loved ones for as long as he lived. "hello, gabri." you greeted him as his smile widened. "you... wow, i honestly couldn't believe you got prettier with age. you look wonderful." he commented as he extended his hands out slowly towards you. you chuckled, it felt weirdly nice to hear you being complimented before you were going to burst into tears at the fact the man you loved would never know how you felt, and still feel, for him.
"and you... you got more handsome, gabri." you complimented him back, which sent sparks flying in his heart as he got more embarrassed and smiled widely. "hush, now, i'm nothing special..." he said as you shook your head and tried to tell him how handsome he had become, which just flustered him even more. "hah, keep complimenting me and i might just melt all over you." he said as you placed your hands in his. "i wouldn't mind that." you answered as gabri's eyes widened. "you... wouldn't?" he asked you with a chuckle. you shook your head as you smiled. "gee, well... if you want, i can keep you company all night. y'know, as much as i love mig, i really think this wedding is a drag. he hates this color arrangement, and so do i. wanna, um... head somewhere else before the picture taking at the reception?" he asked you with a heat creeping up in his cheeks.
and it was here, finally, that you felt something other than grieving over your lost love. you felt a spark of hope, a ray of sunshine in your gray, cloudy skies. you held his hand tighter, and as tears kept welling in your eyes in spite of your shining smile, you nodded. "i'd really, really love that, gabri." you said as gabri smiled and walked with you down the aisle as you held onto his arm now—as if you two were the newlyweds, as if you two... were each other's future; as if you two had exchanged the vows that gabri had promised to his somebody in the future—that he'd love them forever, and ever, and would never, never in a million years, hurt you or leave you alone.
it would finally be your turn to have your happily ever after, and for gabri to shoot his shot and love you, endlessly and unconditionally, just like how you deserve.
tags !! @binibinileonara @miguelswifey04
#gabriel o'hara#gabriel o'hara x reader#gabriel o'hara x you#gabriel o'hara x y/n#gabriel o'hara fluff#atsv#atsv x reader#atsv x you#atsv x y/n#spiderman 2099#spiderman across the spiderverse#spiderman across the spiderverse x reader
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hi!!! i was reading your cookie run fics and i LOVE THEM SM!!! especially capsaicin- hes such a sweet boy 🥺love him to pieces
but,
may i request a dark cacao x gn reader who finds it hard to be serious, and is really bubbly? like they might be at a meeting or something and reader just cannot keep up their serious facade!
thank you and have a great day :D
Bubbly!Reader Headcanons
dark cacao cookie x gn reader
summary: how dark cacao acts with a happy & bubbly s/o (i wanted to make a scenario w/ this but my brain couldn't think of anything good :,)) i hope it's ok and i hope u still enjoy it anon ilysm ty for requesting)
warnings: physical touch, maybe ooc(?) (he is very very soft for u), i think that's all but lmk if i missed any
confused by your constantly happy personality at first, but eventually got used to it and warmed up to you. now, your joyfulness is like a calming remedy for him whenever he's stressed.
thinks it's adorable whenever he sees you trying your hardest to look serious; thinks you always look so cute whenever you do.
^^^ likes to playfully tease you about this afterwards. likes seeing your flustered expression.
he always feels at peace whenever he's around you. your warm and happy demeanor always manages to bring a soft smile to his face.
loves it when you hug him. your touch is warmer than anything else he's ever encountered, and the butterflies in his stomach go crazy whenever you hold him.
likes hearing your voice. he could listen to you for hours on end, so he loves it whenever you indulge him in one of your long talks about anything that you find interesting.
likes spending time with you. your very existence makes him happy, so any time he spends with you and your warm, bubbly nature is time he treasures.
overall very soft around you and loves your personality. you always seem to make him smile, and he's always glad to have you around <33
a/n: he,,,, he is so,,,,,,,,,, anyways um i was gonna set up the event but then 3 requests got sent in overnight so once i finish those then the fun event will come so look out for that yAY,,,,,,, also tysm for showing ur support anon it genuinely means so much to me aaaaa pls request some more stuff if u want ur so nice aaaaaaaaaa would love to have u as a named anon in the aquarium but also if u dont want to that's fine too im just so happy that someone likes my works that much AAAAAAAAA TY <3333333333333333
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the unwanted guest incoherent ramblings under read more so spoilers below:
did tamsyn muir enter my brain and ask "oh what would drive flora just absolutely insane" and then write that????? i have to WORK today!!!
i was literally just thinking about naberius and how different his relationships to ianthe and corona were. hes socially beneath both of them but ianthe and babs had more of a back and forth compared to the far more unbalanced dynamic between corona and babs.
and naberius' care for rules!!!! i was rereading the duel between gideon and naberius a bit ago and in addition to the obvious part of gideon breaking the rules, theres this tiny moment between naberius and magnus. naberius points out that hed be embarrassed to admit to losing to a fourteen year old, to which magnus makes a joke, gives babs a look, and naberius looks scolded. like for all his bitchy attitude he steps back into line when told to!
im forever gonna be rotating around in my mind the fact that babs was continuously cheated on. what a fascinating character detail. also my favorite line of the whole story was "I ruled him through fear and poison and he relaxed into it like a warm bath." woof.
AAAAAAAAA i am such a paldulcie girl so i dont even have interesting thoughts i just feel insane. i figured out around the third scene that the voice was dulcie and i had to take a lap around my apartment. them!!!! THEM!!!! other people smarter than me can unpack what the bible verse means but at a minimum hes saying shes like an angel. and the fact we never see her? that its this off stage revelation? i really think this story made great use of the stage play format but dulcie being a voice in the audience palamedes is speaking to is just. muah. perfection.
okay soul stuff!!! i had a prediction that this story was going to go into river or soul dynamics because like, its palamedes and ianthe. that sounds like what they would get up to. but im so intrigued by what this is now setting up! this certainly puts any remaining expectations of a true perfect lyctorhood to bed. it also presents a possible answer to why pyrrha was piloting g1deons body, that they had compartmentalized too much but her soul was still trying to graft on.
also have we officially proven abigail correct? that there is in fact something beyond the river? because thats what two shores would mean. one shore is the living crossing into the river, and the other shore crossing onto whatever lies past it. dulcie said she is out of the river, meaning she is at the shore beyond the river.
anyway, i love that ianthe is a liar who lies but also is just unwilling to accept facts that go against her worldview. queen of justification and denial <3
#eskildit posts tlt#the locked tomb#the unwanted guest#tug spoilers#this is the ramblings of a madman btw i am very sorry
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gortash HAS to be an experience for the 5 senses, like, his stubble ? spiky...his scent ? sweat, musk, wine, paper and ink (i'm sure plenty of other things would be accurate though like, add to that a hint of sweetness, like vanilla or mint ?uughh wow). his eyes ? piercing, deep charocal orbs that are on a whole another level when it comes to eye-fucking (i know he's good at that game i just KNOW HE'D LOVE THAT), his voice that has rough undertones, yet can be so smooth and almost hypnotizing. lastly, the way he tastes when you kiss him : salty, smoky, malt-like... sometimes you just want to be drunk in him
-gortash brainrot anon (again aaaaaaaaa)
hiiii again and sorry i didn’t get to this earlier! also somehow this became a whole thing again??? lol
This man has a presence, in every sense of the word, and it’s as carefully constructed as lazily maintained. When he sends you the invitation for his coronation ceremony it smells of vanilla and rosewood, and it’s so intriguing, so soft, like a cloud almost, that you can’t help but wonder what kind of person chooses such scents as their signature.
When you see him alone in his office though, you understand: While his hair looks messy, every strand is placed into position meticulously, just like the intricate adornments on his coat. His eyes pierce you before you can even speak, and you feel so vulnerable, so seen, that you can’t help but wonder what he looks at you like before he comes.
He’s taken off his gauntlets and you see the veins run along his forearms, strong and lean, and you imagine surrendering into those arms without a second thought, imagine trailing the tips of your fingers along those veins up to his chest. But there’s more: When he sees you walk in, he hums, so quietly you wonder if you heard it at all, and when he gets up to greet you, his “Welcome” is so deep it stirs at your core.
When you shake his hand you immediately notice how hot he runs, his palm just radiating heat, and his skin feels soft with firm callouses along his knuckles, a result from the nights he still spends in his workshop, tinkering.
He hums and sighs in agreement or objection while you discuss your plans, accentuated by his gesturing hands, and the more you hear from him the more you wonder what he sounds like when he moans out your name.
Eventually he stands next to you, both of you leaning over a war map, and you can smell his day on him: soap, and coffee, a slight note of tobacco in his hair, probably from the prior night, the familiar rosewood, a tinge of vanilla, and a sweet tinge of fresh sweat – something, or someone, seems to have him sweating.
Later, much later, you tease him about that first working session of yours and how he barely managed to hide his nervousness around you, and he chuckles, a light note of embarrassment hidden within his tone. He sounds endearing, and you have since figured out how he sounds in every way you wondered about but one – he hasn’t said anything about his feelings for you yet, or if he even has them.
But oh, then he pulls you in for another kiss, and sometimes he tastes like wine, or tobacco, or coffee, or like the minty salve he uses to brush his teeth, or all of them mixed together. When you run your tongue over his skin you occasionally taste the lingering metal or fuel from his work, or a salty, musky flavor when he returns from a particularly long day.
Initially you smell and taste other people on him: roses, lavender, or even a stranger’s sweat, and you are outraged, how dare he crawl into bed with you while he reeks of another’s body; and at first he’s taken aback – what does it matter? – but then, for a while (and that is the most painful time) he’s freshly bathed each time you meet.
But then you meet more and more often, his body and presence drawn to you and yours to him, and the warmth of his breath against your neck is enough for you to close your eyes and lean back into his touch. He can’t bathe every time, but now, he rarely smells or tastes of another, and over time you wonder if he’s given up on them completely.
He’ll likely never tell you, but maybe he doesn’t need to – when you nestle your head on his chest at night, his chest hair lightly scratching against your skin, his stubble pricking against your lips as you kiss him, his jaw, down his throat, his damned voice that vibrates in his chest when he mumbles into your hair, but gets so high pitched when he sinks into you – maybe this is all you need to know.
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HCs for G1 Bumblebee, Optimus, Starscream, and Arcee with a human s/o who loves singing
(Seperate)
(Author's note: I headcanon that cybertronians are naturally good singers. I don't know why, i really don't lmao)
(Also most of this will be focused on vocaloid as the music genre. Srry lol)
Part 2
Bumblebee
Boi is amazed. Blown away. Stunned.
Can ya blame him tho??
Just frozen in the doorway as he walked in on ya singing
"Sweetspark, you never told me you can sing!"
If you're shy about your voice, don't worry he understands, hes the same.
Small duets, just you and him
If you're not shy about your voice, it inspires him to get over his shyness and yall end up walking the Ark while quietly singing and harmonizing.
Sing Kikuo songs for him, he'll be really surprised when he finds out what the lyrics mean. 🤣
He will question your overall mental health though.
"...wait- thats what that means?? But wha- why is it so catchy- are you okay??!"
Really fun ^^
Of course not every day is sunshine and rainbows, there are times when he comes back extremely sad, tired, or damaged
Just lay him down and sing somethin for him, he'll feel better in a matter of minutes.
You might even put him to sleep
Pls bless this beautiful bot with your voice, it really keeps him going. Especially after a long day.
Optimus Prime
He's impressed to say the least
Turns his audio receptors off and back on, is he hearing this right??
He listens for a while before he says anything.
"My dear spark, what a wondeful voice you have.." he gets closer and takes both your hands into his, then gives you a kiss. "May I hear you again?"
He's so romantic about it aaaaaaaaa
Often times he finds himself humming along to your catchy little melodies
Earth music is fascinating to him, its similar, yet so different
Optimus won't show it but he gets hyped whenever you hit a high note.
He supports you all the way and will never pass up a chance to hear your amazing voice
Starscream
Never though he'd fall in love with a human in the first place but here he is.
Taken aback when he hears you for the first time, no way, a human??? Sounding that amazing?? No way!!!
"...huh.. i wasn't aware humans could sing too.. and dare i say, yours is the best i've ever heard!"
Nobody else gets to hear you, only him.
He keeps you for himself, your now his personal songbird
He loves the little intricate melodies that spill out of you, he just can't help but listen.
Loves Kikuo and Maretu songs. Loves how sad, dark, and negative the energy they give off is.
Starscream isn't much of a musical one himself but he'll hum along, maybe even harmonize if he's feeling up to it.
If you're shy, he'll help you try overcoming your stagefright. Yes he may be evil, but hes not an abusive lover, he doesn't stoop that low. Thats not what love is.
He may be evil, but he supports you.
"You're mine.. my songbird. Nobody can have you, not other humans, not the autobots."
Arcee
Shes so sweet aaaaaa-
When she walks in on you singing, she just stops, sits down and waits for the song to end. A round of applause is given afterward, along with lots of kisses
"You sound amazing, Sweetspark! Music to my audial fins."
If you're shy, she'll understand even though shes the opposite of shy.
She usually goes quiet any time you sing. She just wants to hear you. Nothing else.
There are times where she'll join in though, and oh. my. GOD!!! You two are literally perfect.
Hearing you relaxes her so much. She just adores you.
Arcee's expression just lights up whenever you hit a high note.
Very proud of you. 10/10 lover 💗
Thanks for reading, yall
Unfortunately requests are still closed.
#g1 transformers#transformers x reader#arcee x reader#arcee#g1 arcee#g1 bumblebee#bumblebee x reader#starscream#starscream x reader#g1 starscream#optimus prime#g1 optimus prime#optimus prime x reader#transformers
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Hey, just wanted to ask a question. I don't know if you've seen this trend but it pretty much just says "Take a game, show the character you started playing for, and shwo the character that became your favorite" and I just wanted to ask
Who would this be in Twisted Wonderland and Genshin Impact
Like who did you pick up these games for and who is your current favorite?
Aaaa this is a fun trend!!! Thank you for asking!! <3
In Genshin, my first favorite was Childe. I read a few fanfics about him and watched this trailer and it convinced me to download Genshin!!! I fell in love immediately with him. :D I started playing towards the beginning of Zhongli's first banner, so I missed Childe's first banner (I can't believe it was on my birthday as well,,, T_T). But I did eventually drag that Fatui Harbinger home!!!!
And then I saw him. ( ≧ᗜ≦) my most beloved to this very day. Scaramouche!!!!! I missed the Unreconciled Stars event, so I could only watch Scara's cutscenes religiously. The "are you deaf or just stupid? When did I give you the right to issue your own orders?" lines....... AAAAAAAAA IT WAS A DIRECT HIT TO MY HEART. OTL I saved obsessively for two years to ensure I would have enough to get him and his weapon when he became playable. I was a firm believer in playable Mouchey since day one. >w< the crumbs I feasted on,,, from vague mentions of him in dialogue, sprinkles of his lore in the artifact set, Ei and Miko's voice lines about him, the cutscene which only showed his foot, his appearance in Inazuma arc, and ultimately his role in Sumeru and consequent character arc!!!!!!!! So many memories omg!!!!
Scaramouche was a life-changing event for me. My first smut fic was for him hehehe. I love him dearly. He means the world to me. orz I was in quite a dark place during his playable release, so it was cathartic to suffer (and eventually heal) alongside Mouchey!!!
As for twst, Riddle was my favorite!!! In 2019-2020, I often returned to the twst website to play his greeting voice line on repeat. orz I adored him back then (and still do today). It was Riddle and Ruggie who captured my attention first. I skipped over Octavinelle because I thought they were all ugly and I didn't like their fedoras (lol). Azul was spared most of my dislike because I thought the twins were far more unattractive than he was. Floyd especially. ;;;;;;;;;;
I sort of,,, forgot about twst after it released in 2020 because I didn't have any friends who knew of it and so I was something of a quiet ghost within the fandom. ^^;;; I stopped paying attention shortly after book two. I also thought Azul's overblot form was ugly (I AM SO SORRY, MY LOVE) and I wasn't interested in tentacles or that sort of monstrous type back then. So it is with my clown makeup and wig on that I now admit my favorites are Octavinelle LOL. I think I started enjoying them at some point during twst's English release. Thank you to Azul for showing me the light and opening my eyes to the beautiful thing that is tentacles. orz
#chit chat#my taste in fictional men continues to be about the most troublesome kinds ;;; i am weak for fictional red flags
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Indra with prompt 7 where reader and him have just gotten married?? Btw, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR WORK AND YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD!! ALSO, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WRITING FOR INDRA HE’S MY FAV ❤️❤️❤️
7) Them exploring each others' bodies, but not in a sexual way.
AAAAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LIKING MY STUFF!! I FEEL YOU SO BAD WITH THE INDRA SITUATION
He is also my favorite, and it destroys me how he has so little recognition and content to his name. People need to appreciate the hell out of this man HE'S THE CREATOR OF ALL THE CHARACTERS WE LOVE OMG
(Y/N) never heard him speak, at least not directly to her. From the moment Indra chose her as his future wife, she has only heard his voice from afar, addressing her parents or people in her village. He never paused to even greet her, introduce himself, or explain.
Indra came to her small village looking to hire manpower for construction in his territory, having heard rumors (Y/N)'s family was the best in the area when it came to edification. The Otsutsuki had recently become famous after destroying his brother and winning an ancestral war, crowning himself as a man to be feared and respected.
No one wanted to be in the spotlight of his attention, and people preferred to give him whatever he wanted to avoid perishing in the attempt. The man arrived at their home with blueprints to execute his new settlement, having changed his last name so as not to be associated with his father's or younger brother's image.
It didn't take long before he crossed paths with (Y/N) by pure chance, while he was finalizing details with her father on how they would carry out the constructions and with what materials. They were sitting at the main table one night, as she entered her house to go to bed. The girl observed how her father was tense and alert in front of the presence of such a person, and when they exchanged glances, tried to warn her wordlessly to hide.
The Otsutsuki fixed his eyes on her, and that was the moment he decided to take her as his wife. For the remaining days, he continued to make arrangements with her family, and no one could stop him from taking her with him when everything was planned. Saying no to Indra was inevitable doom, and (Y/N) understood she had to obey his orders if she wanted to protect her people.
He took her along with a convoy of villagers from her hometown, who went to the new and recently founded Uchiha territory to lend a hand. The work lasted months, of complicated execution and with no room for mistakes under the frightening gaze of the most villainous man in the world, but it was accomplished.
When everything was finished, her family had to leave, and (Y/N) could not join them.
There was no formal wedding, with the Otsutsuki reluctant to follow such protocols, and simply proclaimed her as his wife in front of the entire Uchiha clan. People knew not to mess with her and respected her as Indra's legitimate wife, but that was all.
Life continued to go on as usual, and the woman had to adapt to her new destiny. Her so-called husband dedicated himself to ignoring her, pretending her existence was unimportant and attending to a million other matters before even looking at her.
(Y/N) did not let his attitude discourage her, and she thrived despite his indifference. She found friends and supporters, and learned about Indra from them. At the moment, the Uchiha clan consisted of all those who supported him on the battlefield and chose him as their leader. Everyone spoke with respect and admiration about the Otsutsuki, and the girl came to know his life story from the accounts of others.
Indra was a tormented and haunted man, someone hurting, and perhaps he just needed space before he could approach her in a concrete way.
She waited, and found a way of life that made her happy in spite of everything. Her husband never limited her or gave her any orders, letting her be free and able to build her day-to-day life as she wished. If she wanted to devote herself to learning ninjutsu, she could. If she preferred to dedicate her time to more mundane tasks or do nothing at all, that was fine too.
It took a couple of months of cohabitation before the man finally got a good look at her, and it happened on a night of a full moon and pouring rain. Usually, the Otsutsuki disappears with the fall of the sun, and (Y/N) presumes it's for training, but with the weather as such, there's no way. The ground turned to mud and there is no visibility because of the rain, the water bringing icy winds in tandem.
Taking no qualms about his presence, the girl continued with her evening routine as if the man was not there, playing the same game of indifference. She finished with all the actions required to get into bed, coolness not helping to keep her away from the sheets.
What she didn't expect was to feel the mattress sink a few seconds after she laid down, Indra settling down next to her for the first time in months. Not speaking to her also came with not sharing a bed, and (Y/N) always wondered where the Otsutsuki slept.
Her heart races and she suddenly becomes nervous, never having had to face this situation in all the time they've been together. She fixes her gaze on him, determined not to be intimidated by the man with whom she is supposed to share her life, and for the first time, she gets a closer look.
He is devilishly handsome, with defined and dreamy features, a sharp jaw, and elongated fox-like eyes. He wears his hair tied in a bun, with a few pieces raining raggedly down his face. Indra is a dream, and (Y/N) gets even more nervous.
"You're agitated...would you rather I spend the night somewhere else...?" According to people's accounts, Indra seems to spit fire when he speaks, but the way he phrased the question carries a hint of teasing and sarcasm.
"No... I do believe it's about time." She decides not to flinch in front of him, and face him with the same level of intonation. They both glare at each other, a duel of stares (Y/N) is not willing to lose.
The girl analyzes the man, sitting on the bed against the headboard and imitating his posture. Indra is not wearing a T-shirt, only some baggy pants. There is a huge scar on his chest, dangerously close to his heart, and looking fresh. Fearlessly, (Y/N) runs her fingertips over it.
It has a terribly smooth texture and decorates his body as if it was meant to fit in that particular spot. "Where did this come from?" she asks without looking him in the eye, sight fixed where her fingers still touch his skin.
"Family squabbles, if you might call it somehow." She can hear a smirk in his words, as the Otsutsuki puts his hand against her cheek, touching a mark (Y/N) has carried since being little girl.
"What about this?"
"Learning to chop wood with my father, if you might call it somehow." She dares to connect with his eyes again and sees him smiling genuinely. The stories and narrative construction people provided about Indra portrayed him as a cold and heartless being, a tyrant with so many murders on top of him as to be uncountable, an evil and sinister man.
Perhaps they were all wrong, and no one really knew him.
Feeling reaffirmed by him, she takes his arm and looks at the skin closely. Another huge scar looking much older decorates the surface. "First time I made use of one of my techniques to defend... someone." There is a hint of nostalgia in his words, and (Y/N) assumes he is referring to a too-distant past.
A huge hand closes over the curve of her waist and draws her close until they are mouth-to-mouth. Surprised by his boldness, she allows herself to indulge in the sweet, first kiss she shares with her husband, feeling his fingers roam her figure over her clothes.
"I wondered what it would feel like to touch you once and for all."
#indra otsutsuki x reader#otsutsuki indra x reader#indra x reader#indra otsutsuki#otsutsuki indra#indra#naruto shippuden#naruto imagines#naruto#uchiha clan#naruto x reader#naruto scenarios
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May I please request anyone in the Phantomhive manor with an s/o who’s a singer at a fairly nice establishment who specializes in jazz and blues? Bonus if s/o has a sultry voice.
aaaaaaaaa~
God, but he could listen to them singin’ forever. Their voice makes him feel like he’s right there in a crowd, sitting at the bar with a drink in his hand and just relaxing after a long day. That feeling is hard for him to come by these days, so it’s one more thing he can say he loves about them. It’s funny sometimes, because although he doesn’t think he has a great voice, he’ll often join in singing with them around the house if he knows the song. It’s a great way to bond, and… well, if he gets to wrap his arms around them and slow dance a bit, what’s wrong with that?
Yes, well, it’s… it’s not bad, he supposes. As someone who’s used to the finer things, he’s seen his share of high-end places which feature musical acts. He’s used to listening to crooners and songs which are meant to be calming or commiserating. So he brushes it off, at first; the truth is, he thinks his S/O’s voice is something special. It has an inherently soothing quality he hasn’t found in anyone else’s. Perhaps it’s because this is his partner, rather than a random singer he doesn’t know. While he doesn’t show it much outwardly, if they pay attention, they can notice the way his tension melts while he’s listening to them.
Oh… their voice is so beautiful… he’s surprised the flowers don’t all sprout up just so they can hear better! His enthusiasm isn’t masked at all, and when (Name) starts to sing, his face lights up. It feels like a treat to him, like some part of his old faraway dreams has finally snapped into place. If they decide to join him in the garden, that’s even better. However, if they want to be inside, he will still happily curl up on their lap and listen to them sing. It could be that he didn’t understand the words, and that wouldn’t stop him from very likely falling asleep to their singing.
Ah, they’ve got such a lovely talent, they do! Did they train a long time to sound that way, or is it completely natural? Either way she’s most assuredly head over heels, dreaming about what it must be like to listen to them at a club like that. Certainly she’ll never get to go somewhere so classy, but she almost doesn’t care since she gets this side of them instead. She daydreams about their voice, and gets easily distracted if she hears them singing around the manor. They better not sweep her up in a dance while they sing… she’ll lose herself entirely!
Well, certainly it’s not quite demon music. That said, this style paired with his darling’s voice… it has its own charm. He’s spellbound by it, as he is with most human things, although he takes care not to be obvious about that, especially in public. He’s rather sneaky in that he’ll find an excuse for a case that he and Ciel must visit the club his S/O performs at. This way he gets to see them showcasing their skills naturally. Of course, whilst at home and listening to them… he’s clearly more at peace than he usually is. What can he say? They’re captivating.
(How relaxing…) You said it, Emily. (How lucky you are, Snake! Most people pay money to listen to [Name] sing, but they do it for you because they love you.) That’s right… isn’t it? He’s stunned into silence every time his S/O starts singing, because he’s never been allowed to witness gorgeous things like that. This is quite possibly the most wonderful voice he’s ever heard, and he can’t bring himself to just not pay attention to them. If they’ll let him, he’d love to pass evenings by resting his head on their chest, listening to and feeling them sing. He feels safe wrapped up inside their voice.
#onehellofashadynerd#Black Butler#Kuroshitsuji#Bard#Ciel#Finny#Mey Rin#Sebastian#Snake#reaction#romantic#fluff#domestic#one hell of a queue
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Comte’s Drama CD: Track Two, An Extraordinarily Elegant Awakening
All right, I gotta preface this one with the content warning that it is so domestic fluff it may induce cardiac arrest. I haven’t recovered and it’s been like two months, so take that as you will. The title is pretty self explanatory on this one, in that it’s basically a morning between Comte and MC, and he brings her breakfast in bed.
I will say this one is less meta only because I spent most of it squealing and/or hiding my face in glee LMAO. I’m weak to the man of my dreams, sue me Additionally most of it is just Comte being so on brand of like: “share my time with MC with others????? In my me????? It’s less likely than you think--” That also includes being the most doting and affectionate husband ever, which is the only kind of energy I want in my life. (It keeps making me think of that post that goes something like “goth husbands who are hopelessly in love with their wives is the only vibe I enjoy in hetero couples.”)
Anywho, enjoy the translation and fangirling beneath the cut! I put the sound effects in brackets, because leaving them out felt criminal to Comte stans everywhere~
Mm…morning already…
My dear lover… (HE SAYS ITOSHII WAAAAAAAH)
[chuckle]...You’re still dreaming
…you look awfully happy and cozy. I wonder what kind of dream you’re having?
[giggle] Since your lips are smiling, it must be a nice dream.
Just looking at you is enough to fill me with delight too…
Besides, I can’t help but think I’m the only one who gets to see this cute sleeping face. Just a few more minutes…
Literally what more can be said than him being the sweetest man alive. The affection????? Wants her all to himself as much as possible????? Just waking up to her beside him is enough to make him overjoyed?????? Anybody got some tissues sobsob I just love him sm 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
[kiss sound] To witness this kind of defenseless position is a lover’s privilege alone… (👀)
Since that wasn’t enough to wake you up, I’ll do it again… [kiss sound]
…Oh, [giggle] did you wake up?
Are you awake, princess…? (ohimesama) Good morning~ [kiss sound]
Haha, a good morning kiss was enough to make you blush…you’re so adorable.
With such a sweet greeting, you’ll make me want to do it over and over again.
Okay but I gotta tell y’all. I was re-listening to see if there was anything else I wanted to convey and like. The way his voice is a little sleepy and wispy at the beginning, just super content/relaxed/indulging. Then she wakes up and you can just hear the YAYAYAYAYAYAY SHE’S AWAKE. OKAY, BE CHARMING PERFECT LOVER I WANNA SEE HER BLUSH AAAAAAAAA, and I just. That’s so adorable???? I’m dying????
He’s so playful and giddy????? So many kisses????? Excited for her to wake up????? It’s so bad for my heart???? Truly nobody does romance like them, 11/10 I gleefully kick my feet every time I listen to it. Damn, me too MC, if I woke up to that every morning I would be error 404 shut down blush constantly
Also that first line. For lack of better words to describe my thoughts, BOW CHICKA WOW WOW. But more seriously I do love how much he prizes and respects the vulnerability that’s shared between lovers. This isn’t the first indication of it by far, but something about the deep value he places in intimacy and sincerity shared between them hits different in the best way. I guess, as a pretty serious and sensitive person myself, I can’t help but appreciate the same sentiments reflected in him.
[many, many kisses] Well, if you wanted a deeper kiss, of course I’m happy to oblige…now, what do you want to do? [seductive whisper, Horie-san have mercy]
I’m sorry. Don’t turn away, I won’t tease you anymore (THE WAY HE INSTANTLY BACKTRACKS. WHEN I TELL YOU I WHEEZED AND THEN COOED)
…I’m sorry for being mean. (STOP I’M YELLING THE PLEADING, HONEY YOU DID NOTHING WRONG. I CAN FEEL THE DROOPING DOG EARS)
I don’t mean to make excuses…but I can’t help but think you’re the cutest. (that is the best excuse ever, and in the sexiest pout voice imaginable, you are forgiven)
Now that you’re awake, let’s have breakfast soon…I know, would you like to have breakfast in bed?
[chuckle] Well...because I still want to have you all to myself. [kiss sound, more sultry murmur] It’s okay once in a while, isn’t it?
I can’t get over how fast he’s like masaka when she turns around because she’s overwhelmed by his teasing, it’s so funny to me. She’s not mad, Comte!!! You’re just too powerful!!! Have mercy, she's just a human woman!!!! And not only that, he tells her two seconds later he wants her all to himself. When I say he has me by the throat, figuratively ofc because SOMEBODY keeps his fangs to himself--
If that’s the case…I’ll get breakfast ready then.
You should stay in bed a little longer, I’ll be right back.
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Is it alright if I come in?
Sorry for the delay, I’ve brought you breakfast.
A freshly baked baguette, and omelets from Sebastian--
and our favorite morning teas, of course.
It’s a special breakfast for an exceptionally elegant morning.
Okay the way I snickered when he mentioned the baguette, the man really do be like “world cold and sad, baguette warm and soft.” Is this part of why he’s obsessed with MC’s thighs?
Come on over and eat. I’ll feed you, so open wide.
We’ll start with the omelet…it was just finished, so we’ll have to cool it down first.
[He’s blowing on it lmfao]
[laughter] There’s no need to be embarrassed, is there? It’s just me and you here. Come now, don’t be shy…
[chuckle]….That’s a good girl. Yes, aaah…
[laughter]…Ah, I’m sorry. You just look so pleased to eat it, I can’t help but wonder.
You taught me that smiles can even emerge in such everyday moments. (the fondness in his voice I 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)
Yes, next time I’ll feed you potage…aaah (OPPORTUNIST Ò//Ó)
…is it good? Haha, [BOYISH LAUGHTER SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP] that’s good. I’m glad you like it.
I can’t believe I get to see your happy face this close first thing in the morning…I think today will be a good day.
I’ve specially planned our day together today, so I hope you enjoy it.
…let’s have a great day together, shall we? [kiss sound]
Honestly MC deserves more credit for not imploding on the spot, I know I’m not strong enough to be faced with all that and not literally become the PANIK meme. I love him more than life itself but that does not mean I’m ready to be doted on--
I have to say though, I really am touched by relationships that are built on little, day-to-day pleasures like this. The way he’s just happy to share mundane things with her, that every day together is a gift. The idea that her smile is enough, that he simply loves to be with her and look after her. Every time Comte manages to far exceed my expectations. (KING OUR EXPECTATIONS WERE ON THE FLOOR AND Y E T--) Well played, monsieur, well played. I concede defeat 👑
#ikemen vampire#ikevamp#ikevamp comte#ikevamp saint germain#ikevamp translations#fangdad propaganda#literally every time i read through the transcript i made i have to lie down#like??????? hello????????#the man is just full to bursting with affection#it's a wonder i haven't developed more cavities#and his laughter???????#he's so cute idfk how im supposed to cope ashfjkdlgfdhjflsdhkjkhjdfg#so many kisses too **covers face**#ive always been a big fan of getting cozy in bed and lazy mornings so this was devastatingly on brand for me#if you'll excuse me ill be sitting here and wondering when my time will come#comte out here worried about mc dying when one day he will be the c a u s e SMFH#enjoy and stay tuned for part 3! c:
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How do you think Cyno would confess to Nilou? Or vice versa?
I just picture Tighnari, Collei, Faruzan, Dehya, Candace, and Kaveh just watching from the bushes as the confession goes down
I could also totally see Cyno confessing with a joke, and then getting awkward when Nilou doesn't get it.
Man I love them sm😔
AAAAAAAAA tbh i made it more romantic.
Yes they are both definitively dorks so I can totally see a failed confession BUT.
Consider w me :
It is in the desert.. under starry sky. Cold night but warm because they are together, in a camp, front of a fire, next to an oasis. Nilou's talking about the near show in coming, or her hang out with Candace and Dehya recently.. Both Cyno and Nilou always talked about all and nothing, but this night, Cyno was silent. He listened her. He was starring at her. He was hypnotized by her beauty, her smile, her voice, and all her mimics showing how joyful she is. When she finished her talking, she was looking at the sky. Stars were reflected in her blue eyes. Her cheeks was slight red. From the cold maybe ? Hearts beating so fast. "I love her." he thought "I love her so much..."
"I love you."
His thought slipped out from his mind. He covered his mouth, realizing what he just said. Embarassed and tried to find an excuse... maybe she didn't hear him ? He was about to say a incredible pun to make like a misunderstood until he saw Nilou's face
She was looking at him, big eyes, and completely red
#reply#cylou#cynilou#gosh i wish i could have the capicity to put my mind on a picture so you could SEE WHAT I IMAGINE#i mean... i can draw.#one day idk 😭😭😭#i HAVE SO MANY SCENARIOS THAT I WANT TO DRAW 😭 not only about cylou#it just takes a lot of energy oof
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