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hitomisuzuya · 7 months

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STALKER SCARA STALKER SCARA OVERSTEMING US THE SECOND HE GETS HIS HANDS ON US, HES ROUGH HES JEALOUS HE WANTS U UR HIS

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Overstimulation. Cunilligus. Obsessive behavior. Mentions of stalking and jealousy. Mild degradation. Yandere Scaramouche. Pussy drunk Scara.

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There wasn't anywhere you went that Scaramouche didn't follow you. His eyes would always be trained on you from afar, and it helped that you walked practically everywhere. It made it easier for him to follow you.

The green tint of jealousy pooled in his eyes. You'd smiled at Childe several times in passing today. Those smiles should've been only for him. No matter though, Scaramouche would make you forget all about him soon enough.

By overstimulating you while tongue fucking you into oblivion. You would scream it then, cumming hard on his tongue.

His hands felt rough on your thighs, growling as you closed them around his head. He pried them apart, his fingers no doubt going to leave deep bruises on your skin.

Scaramouche had made you cum first on his fingers, pinching and rolling your clit between the pads until you begged for him to put his tongue inside of you. He'd groaned blissfully the moment his lips kissed your soaking cunt.

Shaking fingers tangled in his hair, moaning as you pressed his mouth into your cunt. You grinded your hips slowly into his mouth, eager to soak up any pleasurable friction his mouth could offer you.

Indigo eyes dark with possessive lust, he looked up at you, smirking when he saw you begin to twitch from overstimulation. He lapped his tongue at your cunt appreciatively, sweeping his pierced tongue up inside of you.

Perfect! Overstimulate you so much that it was either focus on him to stay awake, or cry for him to make you cum before you passed out. Either way worked for him since your attention would be focused only on him.

You could barely even think, other than how good his tongue piercing felt scrapping along your sensitive walls. His fingers caressed your hips like they were most precious thing in the world to him, holding your cunt against his mouth as you bucked your hips up.

Your fingernails dug into the back of his head, the dull pain of overstimulation making your legs shake. Scaramouche's tongue lapped obsessively, eagerly drooling on your cunt in anticipation of tasting your cum.

From the way your walls were clamping so tight on his tongue, he knew you were close. Spreading your drenched folds apart, he kitten licked the ball of his tongue piercing across your clit.

"I think..." You trailed off, swallowing a sob of pleasure as it stung white hot behind your eyes.."think I'm gonna cum."

Scaramouche laughed into your cunt, sucking on your clit as he swirled his tongue around it. "Are you that fucked dumb already?" His harsh sucks on your clit made your back arch off of the bed. "You either are or you aren't, you empty headed slut."

"I am! I am!" You cried out, shaking as you squirted on his tongue. You could barely see him through the tears blurring your eyes.

"You taste so fucking good," Scaramouche groaned, brushing his nose on your clit, slurping up your release. "Now relax, I need to taste you again," He teased his tongue at your abused hole when you whimpered blissfully, "I promise you'll cum harder than last time."

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #yandere scaramouche

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twola · 1 month

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may i request some slow and lazy spooning sex with high honor arthur? with some thorough aftercare at the end?😳

The first vestiges of the dawn creep through the canvas of the tent, the red-purple light from the east spills across a small hole in the fabric. You blink yourself awake, clutching at the old quilt that covers you.

Stretching in the cot, you realize quickly that though the morning chill rolls inside the flimsy walls of the tent, you are warm.

Incredibly warm. Warm and secure and, lord, it’s wonderful. A heavy arm slung over your waist keeps you grounded as you are unable to stifle a small sound as you arch your back slightly.

“Mornin’ there, sweetheart.”

You smile, the arm round your waist tightening as his voice is still hoarse with sleep.

“When did’ya get back?”

His lips press against your neck as he draws you impossibly close, so that all of you is plastered against all of him.

“Late. You were dead to the world when I got back, darlin’.”

“Well why didn’t you wake me up?” You pout softly, threading your fingers through his against your belly.

“Ain’t no reason to wake you up. ‘Sides, you’re a veritable Sleepin’ Beauty there.”

You cannot help but to smile, drawing his hand to your lips and kissing his knuckles. You settle it against your chest, fingers still intertwined.

“You know how much I like you crawling into bed with me,” you laugh softly; and you can feel the chuckle in his chest

“I do. But I think you like wakin’ up like this too.”

Your hand reaches backward to card your fingers through his hair as he kisses at your earlobe, drawing the hemline of your chemise up to bare your rear and hips to him. He groans quietly when he finds that you did not wear bloomers to sleep in.

Sliding his hands between your thighs, your neck arches back into him as you open your legs, letting him softly touch the parts of you only he gets to see.

“Arthur…” you sigh, bliss obvious with how breathy your voice has become.

Underneath that old quilt, his hand works blasphemous miracles, making you swear on the Lord’s name as his fingers dance across your most intimate skin. After moments that leave you whining, knuckles white from gripping the side of the cot, he withdraws, and you want to cry out loud from the loss of his hand.

Arthur tilts your head toward him and leans over you, pressing his lips against yours in a smothering kiss.

With his other hand, he deftly unbuttons his union suit and draws out his cock, pumping it several times under that quilt as his tongue plays with yours.

With a light push, he turns you fully back on your side as he grasps your hip, burying his face in your unbound hair as he presses the head of his cock through the rim of your cunt. Your hand flies to grasp the side of the cot again as you squeeze your eyes shut, biting your lip. Taking your lover is always a stretch, the girth of him pushing into your body burns for that first moment.

But he is gentle. For a man so practiced in violence and force, when he splits you with his flesh, he coos sweet nothings in your ear, rubs at your hip, kisses up and down your neck. Praises you, his love, with all the sweetness of a man smitten and drowning in affection.

By the time he is fully sheathed, his hand leaves your hip to draw your hair back so that he can press his cheek against your temple, looming over you with his much bigger frame. Arthur rocks his hips once, experimentally, within the confines of his cot, and you let out a breath raggedly as the column of him withdraws and fills you again.

In the solitude and quiet of the morning, the chill creeping in from outside, under the blankets he gently thrusts his hips into yours, cocooning the warmth of your bodies together as you lay side by side in the cot.

“One of these days, “ he rumbles, whispering in your ear as he moves against you, “I’m gonna stay, I’m gonna fill you ‘nd god, you’re gonna be so perfect all swollen up with my child.”

You mewl, unconsciously clenching down on him, making him gasp raggedly as he slows down. Breathing out harshly through his nose, he grits out his response, “Ain’t gonna last if you do that.”

“Ar-Arthur- god, y’ cant just say that-”

With a barely concealed groan, he thrusts himself into you hard before retracting his hips in the nick of time, his spend splattering hot on your ass as he pants in your ear. You shudder, your cunt drenching as you come also, wishing desperately that he could have stayed where he was.

Your fingers remain tightly wound against each other as you come down, he pants into the back of your neck for several moments before slowly unwrapping his hand from yours and and leaning the other direction, extricating himself from you to get up from the cot and grabbing his black neckerchief from the small table against the side of the tent.

He returns and wipes his spend gently from your skin, pulling you to lay down on your back as he dips the cloth between your legs, your slick smeared between your thighs that he quietly cleans from you. Arthur smiles fondly down at you as he draws his hand away, tossing the neckerchief in a pile of dirty clothes next to his shaving stand.

With one knee on the cot, he leans over you to press his lips against yours for a quick kiss, but you pout and throw your arms around his neck, trying to pull him down back to the cot. The idea of you pulling him down was laughable, but you try nonetheless.

“Lay with me.”

Arthur frowns, “I should really get the day goin’…”

“Please.” You whine, tugging at the neckline of his union suit, and his frown melts away as he chuckles softly, moving to lay down next to you once again. You nearly squeal in delight, scooting in the cot to give him room. You turn to lay on your side, facing him, as he does the same. Throwing your leg over his hip, you once again thread your fingers through his hair as you pull his lips to yours once again.

As the morning light invades the tent, it finds the two of you there, wrapped up in each other, staving off the day for at least one more moment.

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edensxgarden · 6 months

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Riding oscar and he's all blushy and whimpering beneath you 😳😳

After winning the Qatar sprint race, Oscar Piastri was on top of the world. After suffering with a shitty car for the entire year, he finally got a chance to prove himself and surpass even his own expectations for his rookie year.

However, after his win, he felt like everything was going downhill. After a DNF in Austin and placing P14 in Mexico, he couldn't shake the feeling that maybe Qatar was just luck. Maybe he wasn't as good as everyone thought he was.

The triple header was exauhsting, as was every race, but Oscar felt specifically exauhsted after the end of the seemingly never-ending 3 weeks. The only motivation through the end of the draining races was to complete Andrea's goal of having Oscar single-handedly surpass Alpine in race points. But after his finish outside of the points, once again in Brazil, it seemed nearly impossible.

After all his media duties and all the tedious tasks he had to complete were done, he boarded a flight as soon as he possibly could. The entire flight, he restlessly stared out the window, his heart aching and his mind racing. He was always an overthinker; he'd get stuck in an overwhelming flurry of thoughts until he fell into a hole of self-loathing.

As the plane ascended to the ground, he felt the pit in his stomach grow heavy. He longed to feel the presence of his lovely girlfriend, but he couldn't shake the overshadowing feeling of disappointment he felt. He felt as if he let everyone down and, most importantly, let you down.

He drove home with shakey hands and a stubborn lump in his throat. Usually when he'd drive, even if you weren't there with him, he'd have your music blaring in his echoey car to make it feel as if you were sitting alongside him, singing with the girly pop and flashing him happy smiles as he drove. However, tonight, he let himself drown in the silence of the car, fighting back tears that threatened to hinder his vision of the road.

As he approached your shared house, he begrudgingly opened the door, trembling fingers gripping the door handle. Whenever he got home, he'd always be praying you were awake so he could spend some time with you, but tonight he was wishing on every star in the sky that you were asleep so he didn't have to face you in this state.

However, his prayers were not answered as you ran to him, encapsulating him with a tight hug before he could even get the door closed. He sighed for a moment before composing himself and returning the affection, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush to his toned chest.

You hummed softly when he pressed a sweet kiss to the top of your head, but as you pulled away for a moment and caught sight of his face, you knew something was wrong. You cupped his pale cheeks in your hands, looking into his watery eyes, before whispering, "What's wrong, baby?"

In his exhausted state, Oscar couldn't find the strength to even attempt to lie to you. He knew you could see right through him, and it would be useless anyway, so with a sigh, he poured his heart out. He rambled all his woes about how he feels like a disappointment. He expressed how he felt he wasn't good enough. He let his tears pour while he mumbled and weeped, letting his insecurities air out and letting the weight on his heart lighten, if even just a little.

Your heart broke listening to his words. Watching your usually nonchalant boyfriend crumble in front of you made your gut wrench and your lungs feel as if they were closing. It hurt so bad seeing him like this. You brought him over to the couch and sat on his lap, and you began pressing sweet kisses to his cheeks. You covered his weepy eyes and wet cheeks with pretty lipgloss stains as you mumbled little praises to him.

You held him close and ran your fingers through his hair as you told him how incredible you thought he was. "Of course you're not a disappointment, baby. You're one of the greatest rookies ever. You already got your first win. You're a future world champion. You're my favorite driver. I love you." You punctuated each little compliment with a heartfelt kiss as you watched Oscar slowly regain his composure and saw the tears stop rolling down his cheeks.

Once you gave him a small smile, though, his cheeks began to flush for a far different reason. With all this love and attention you had been showering him with, Oscar found himself growing hard in his trousers. You hadn't thought your innocent cheering up would turn him on, but you certainly weren't complaining.

You hadn't expected this tonight, but in his vulnerable state, you couldn't help but want to give Oscar every little thing he wanted. You'd go to the ends of the earth to make him happy again if that's what it called for. And to be fully honest, his hazy eyes and glossy lips made him look even more beautiful than he already was, and you couldn't help yourself from him if you tried.

So slowly, you began to take off the gray sweats he wore for comfort on the plane ride home and freed his cock from his boxers. It was aching and leaky and so desperately begged for the same attention you'd been giving Oscar just before, so you instantly pressed a wet kiss to his pretty pink tip before taking it in your hands and stroking him softly.

He was sobby and helpless under you, allowing soft moans and whimpers to slip out of his lips. Sex with Oscar was always amazing; it was always hard and rough, with Oscar very clearly in control. He'd let his apathetic personality shatter away from him, letting himself spout filth at you as he pounded into your cunt until you were seeing stars.

But this was different. It was slow and passionate, and with every stroke of his cock and every sweet sound he made, there was a silent confession of love. This wasn't just sex; this was a promise that you were proud of Oscar no matter what and that he never had to come home and worry about you being disappointed.

Oscar let his head loll back, eyes fluttering closed as his needy sounds grew as they echoed through your living room. You wanted nothing more than to see Oscar come undone under you, but as much as it pained you, you couldn't give him that just yet. So you pulled your hands away, forcing his body to jolt back to attention.

You calmed his frantic whimpers with small shushing noises before getting up for a moment to pull off your sleep shorts and underwear, throwing the soaked material somewhere in the living room, and climbing back on top of your needy boyfriend.

You took his cock in your hands once more, a plethora of moans slipping through your lips as you brushed it over your aching clit. In a swift movement, you aligned him with your hole and sank down onto his cock, causing a harmony of yours and his moans to reverberate throughout the living room.

You kissed him softly, leaving a small shimmer of your gloss on his lips before you began bouncing on his cock, the angle hitting just right inside of you. You hid your head in the crook of his neck, sucking onto it, nothing that would leave a mark, more of just a reminder of 'it's ok, I'm here.'

Your insides twisted at how vocal your boyfriend was being. His desperate moans and whimpers flooded your ears as you continued fucking yourself on his sensitive cock. You pulled yourself away from his neck, and the image you were met with would stay with you for the rest of your life.

Oscar's eyes were glassy and watery, nearly threatening to spill over with tears of pure pleasure. His mouth was frozen open in a small 'o' shape, forcing the needy sounds out of it. His arms were flexed, gripping onto you with such pressure that it was sure to leave a mark, but you couldn't bring yourself to care.

You felt his cock twitch inside of you, a wordless signal that he was close. You reached down between your bodies to your sensitive clit and rubbed small figure eights onto it, the slight push you needed to fall over the edge. You clenched tightly around Oscar's cock as you came, letting your head rest on his shoulder as your body twitched and jolted in pleasure, your legs giving out and forcing Oscar to help your movements on his cock.

Your drawn out orgasm forced Oscar off the edge, a near pornographic moan coming from him as he emptied his heavy balls inside of you, cumming hot white ropes until it was leaking back onto his legs.

He held you close to him, pulling you off his softening cock and returning your attack of kisses from earlier. You giggled softly at the turn this night took before whispering lovingly into his ear, "You're perfect, Oscar; don't let anything or anyone ever make you think differently."

He sighed contently, letting his eyes flutter shut with you in his arms, wondering how he ever had a doubt in his mind that you couldn't make him feel better, even on his worst nights.

A/N: I began this like a week ago but Tumblr deleted my draft and i lost all my motivation 😭. Its finally out though and I hope you all enjoy!! <3

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coralinnii · 6 months

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Hi there! I have been a huge fan of your work for a while now so i hope you like this request.

Can i request the Savanaclaw characters + Rook with a s/o who likes to sing under their breath whenever they were bored

Again love your work! Hope you have a great day/night!

❋ Whispering like a siren ❋

↳ Reader S/O who sings under their breath

feat: Leona ⭑ Jack ⭑ Ruggie ⭑ Rook

genre: fluff

note: no pronouns used with the reader, established relationships, nicknames are used for reader (songbird in Leona’s section),

Thank you for your kind words! Being someone with this habit, I relate to this so much. The amount of times I got caught too 😳

Song recommendations (songs I listened to as I wrote these):

If you love me for me - Barbie’s Princess and the Pauper soundtrack (Leona’s section), I love you too much - Book of Life soundtrack (Jack’s section), Call me maybe - Carly Rae Jepsen (Ruggie’s section), Dancing without music - BRDGS (Rook’s section)

A similar prompt: singing a break up song while dating him

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Despite Leona’s loafish demeanour, he’s quick to pick things up and keeps track of his surroundings. His senses are the sharpest amongst the beastmen in the campus, so nothing escapes his ears.

Thus, he was aware of your habit as you were humming while you tended to your botany project in the greenhouse. He assumed you weren’t aware of his presence as you swayed to the tune in your head.

When he noticed your little tendency, the beastman was amused. To him, it was like watching a naive little birdie sing, oblivious to a beast sleeping nearby.

Leona got to see more of this side of you when the two of you started dating. Whether it was due to embarrassment or perhaps as to not disturb him, you kept your singing habit around him only when Leona was sound asleep.

But Leona would wake up to the soft sounds of your voice, lost in your thoughts as your fingers gently combed through his brown locks. He would hear you whispering sappy lyrics while he teeters between consciousness. He contemplated on not telling you he was already awake, rather he waited for you to realize. He found amusement in your startled expression when you do notice. If you ask him why he didn’t tell you he was already awake, he’ll reply with a haughty smirk,

“I couldn’t possibly stop you, not when you seemed to be enjoying yourself so much.”

The stubborn housewarden will keep this secret, but he feels a lot less irritable when he wakes up to your voice, and more irritable when he doesn’t. But when Ruggie pointed it out, Leona ignored the hyena beastman’s observation. It’s not like Leona owes him an explanation, and Ruggie definitely doesn’t need to know about your cute habit.

Leona doesn’t care what song you would sing, your little quirk became his favourite thing to wake up to. It could be a sappy love song or a sad ballad, it doesn’t matter as you already tamed the prideful lion.

“Aw, you’re embarrassed I caught you singing? Don’t worry, songbird. It’s just us, so keep going.”

Like many beastmen, Jack has a keen sense of hearing. His ears notice the smallest things, aware and ready for anything. The tall freshman caught on early to your penchant for singing when bored.

Before the two of you started your relationship, Jack’s ears would perk up to even the softest pitches of your voice, but acted ignorant if you sensed an audience (aka him).

As the two of you began your courtship with him. Jack is still quick to register your voice during his shared moments with you, like when he was studying with you in the library. In the quiet environment, Jack was extremely aware of the softest of noises, especially from his study partner.

You were whispering the lyrics of a familiar song, and Jack realized it was a song from a show that the two of you were watching together. It was a catchy tune that you had already started singing since you first heard it.

The earworm of a song was apparently back as you were absentmindedly humming the melody of the song, lost in your own world. You didn’t even realize that your partner was watching your little performance.

Jack really tried to mind his own business, to get back to his studies. But, the way you would bop your head to the beat, your soothing voice that sounded so beautiful despite being so soft. He didn’t have a bad opinion of the song itself, he thought it was a good song but nothing that he would suddenly recall. But the way you sang it? He became a lovestruck puppy all over again, a fool to your raspy tones as you whisper under your breath.

“Jack?”

That same soft voice that enthralled the snow-haired man snapped him out of his trace. Your eyes locked with his own as you asked if he could help with a particularly tricky assignment, reminding him where he was.

Jack would nonchalantly hide the burn in his cheeks behind his large hands, but you can’t imagine the amount of sheer will Jack needed to stop his excited tail from sweeping the floor of the library.

“You must really like that song, judging by how much you keep singing…not that I was always listening to you! I just…noticed, it’s all.”

Ruggie was quick to notice your little quirk, and was even quicker to tease you about it. He walked in when you were singing your boredom away as you tediously washed dishes in the kitchens during a shared shift at Mostro Lounge. You could hear his signature chuckle as you turned to see the amused hyena beastman relaxing, as he watched you sing without your knowledge.

To be clear, he’s not laughing because of your singing skills or anything of the sort. He just can’t help this bubbly sense of happiness within him whenever he watches you as you whisper the lyrics of a catchy tune. If you start to really get into it, Ruggie just can’t stop the smile on his face as you begin to bop to the melody.

It soon became one of his favourite parts of the day to catch your little performances.

Ruggie loves it when he zeroes in on your voice, the hustle and bustle of the world goes away as all of his attention goes straight to you. The stress of work melts away whenever he watches that even in boredom, the light in your eyes shines as you reach to your favourite part of your song.

Ruggie especially loves when he could surprise you when you get into this kind of mood, when you get so lost in your world that you get so startled when you become face-to-face to your sneaky boyfriend.

You could be the type to push Ruggie away out of embarrassment, or you’re the type to laugh after being caught even when you tried to keep your singing session to yourself. When the two of you began to date (and even before then), these small joys became truly a precious sight for the shaggy-haired sophomore.

“Anyone tell you that you got a voice for showbiz?… What? I’m not tryin’ to schmooze you, I’m serious! You sound… real amazing.”

This quirk of yours may even be one of the reasons that had Rook smitten with you in the first place.

You were standing in the courtyard, by the well-known wishing well. Epel mentioned this well to you, mentioning how the ambiance of the echoing waters is particularly soothing.

Out of curiosity and a little bored, you tested the echoing of the wells. The verberating sounds felt so relaxing that you continued to sing under your breath as to avoid attention. However, you already garnered the attention of a certain Pomefiore junior who was situated in the trees nearby.

Rook was already curious and a little amused watching you play around with the echoes of the well. You reminded him of an old tale Vil mentioned from his homeland, how a beautiful woman caught the attention of a passing prince when singing into a well.

When he heard your whisper-like humming, Rook felt a camaraderie with that prince as the feathered-hat student was captured by your performance. Though your voice was as soft as a whisper of the wind, his sharp ears were immediately entranced.

Rook was charmed like never before. He had sang praises for countless professionals that trained to be at their level of perfection, but yours was like no other. Yours felt more personal and intimate. He couldn’t bear to leave, he was spellbound to keep listening. If you let him, he would write poems based on the feeling of love he felt from your voice.

This does not change when you two start dating, Rook’s just a little less subtle about his admiration. Everytime you would snap out from your singing daze, your eyes will lock gazes with a pair of fond green eyes and a look of infatuation, before a slew of poem-worthy adulation is poor from this foolish man.

“Mon amour, you were singing so beautifully again! I could spend the rest of my days enchanted by your dulcet tone.”

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larluce · 2 months

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Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

Tagging @aceauthorcatqueen , @fallenxjas , @smileytrinity ,@lucifertookmyshoe , @an-entity-i-think , @thecornerofbelu , @griffonskies , @odinjm , @cinnabon-sweetroll-tiramisu , @thelady-mary , @bennedict , @nightninjaboy , @st8-of-grace , @star-rie , @error-username-not-available , @dogberryrowan , @jamieweasley13 , @tansyuduri , @tercais , @robynnemrys , @evadne01 , @serasvictoria02 The tag list is increasing! I'm crying 🤧. Again thank you so much for all the love. I've been sick in bed, all depressed cause I couldn't speak or sing (I'm a musical theater student) and reading your comments cheer me up ^^.

LINKS TO THE OTHER PARTS OF THIS AU HERE: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14 (You're here) , PART 15

In "Remedy to Cure All Ills"

Arthur pacing around in his chambers after Morgana fell sick and he encountered Edwin.

Arthur: (thinking, trying to convince himself) She's evil, she's going to become evil, it's okay if she dies. She's evil, she's going to become evil, she must die. She's evil, she's going to- (Shouts and throws a lamp againts a wall, furious with himself)¡AAARRGH!(sinks in a couch an covers his face, thinking miserably) Why can't I let her die? I watched her take her last breath before my eyes before, damn it! This shouldn't hurt this much.

Merlin: (enters) Arthur?

Arthur: (sighs and takes his hands out of his face, exhausted) Don't you know how to knock?

Merlin: (with a comforting smile) You know I never do that. (gets close and puts himself infront of Arthur, bending down to be at his height) She's going to be alright, Arthur. She's strong. You'll see.

Arthur: (smiles back, but it doesn't reach his eyes) A man came to the castle this morning. He claims he can cure her. (thinking) Of course he can, he was the one who did this to her.

Merlin: (thinking, wary) Edwin... (says) How could he? Not even Gaius knows what's wrong with her.

Arthur: He says he has a remedy to cure all ills.

Merlin: That doesn't exist. It's impossible.

Arthur: I know that! But what other option do we have? Morgana is dying and we are farther from close to find a cure! We don't lose anything by trying (thinking) And we gain everything by doing it. Once he cures her I can kill him.

Merlin: (puts a comforting hand on his shoulder, hesitantly, but relaxes when Arthur doesn't reject the touch) You really love her a lot, don't you?

Arthur: (with unshed tears) We grow up together. She's like a sister to me. I can't let her die. (Thinking) Even when she doesn't share the same sentiment. I just can't.

Merlin: Wait till tomorrow. If she doesn't get better, you can fetch the man.

Arthur: I'm the prince, Merlin. You can't tell me what to do.

Merlin: But?

Arthur: It's too late the fetch the man now. I'll wait till tomorrow.

Merlin: (smiles) Wise as always, my lord.

Arthur: (caresses the hand on his shoulder, lovinly) Thank you, Merlin.

Merlin: (blushes, nervous) 😳 I... I didn't do anything.

Arthur: You did. (Looks at Merlin's eyes intendly) Thank you. (They stare a each other, faces inches from the other).

Merlin: (snaps out of it and moves away) I-I need to go 😅 (smiles nervously and walks backwards) Eh... Physician apprentice things to do- (collides whit the table and some things fall and he picks them up quickly) Sorry!

Arthur: (laughs softly) Don't stay awake late. Rest.

Merlin: Right... you too. I'll be back to dress you in a minute, so don't sleep until I get back! 😅 (Leaves, thinking) 'Don't sleep until I get back'? Really? 😳😖🤦‍♂️

Arthur: (Sighs, thinking) Sleep. If only I could.

It's rare the times Arthur has a good night of sleep. Nightmares or rather memories of the time Merlin was a tree always assault his mind. Specially the time Merlin was turned before his eyes and he couldn't do anything about it, too weak from his wound, too useless. It's better now that Merlin sleeps in the antechambers. He just has to open the door and watch him sleep there peacefully, human and alive, and his heart is at easy again. Now with Morgana at death's door there's no way he's going to catch any sleep at all.

Arthur: (whispers to himself) I still have time. Tomorrow. Just wait until tomorrow.

Time skip. For everyone's surprise, Morgana wakes in the morning all cured, like she has never been ill in the first place.

Uther: (happy and relieved) Morgana! (Goes to her) This is truly a miracle. I thought... I really thought...

Morgana: (smiles) Oh, you won't get rid of me that easily.

Arthur: We certainly won't. (Just as realived and happy, puts hand on her shoulder, unconsciously) I'm glad you're alright, Gana.

Morgana: (surprised he's showing affection to her again, but touched) Gana... You haven't called me like that since we were kids.

Arthur: (realising he put a hand on her shoulder and puts it away) Right. Sorry, I know you don't like it.

Morgana: (messing with him) Oh, you can call me like that if you want. If you let me call you... Art? Arthie?

Arthur: Don't you dare! (He threatens but then they both laugh and look at each other fondly)

Gaius: I still need to make a few tests to see if she is really out of danger, but for what I can see, she'll be fully recovered in no time, sire.

Uther: Of course. Thank you, Gaius.

Gaius: I don't consider this was exactly my doing (looks at Merlin significantly and Merlin makes himself small in his place). But I'm glad to be of service as always, your majesty. I'll prepare some concoctions to prevent any outbrake just in case. (Makes a bow and it's about to leave, but then turns to Merlin sternly) Merlin?

Merlin: (sighs) Coming (bows quickly and leaves with him)

Uther: (frowns, thinking) Is it my idea or did he vow in the direction of Arthur alone?

Arthur: (who saw all the exchange between mentor and ward) I'll go to inform everyone the good news. Morgana, father (smiles politely makes a bow to both of them and leaves too)

Morgana: (sighs, a little sad, thinking) And cold Arthur is back.

Time skip. In Gaius Tower. Gaius scolding Merlin.

Gaius: You used magic on the king's ward?! What were you thinking?!

Merlin: I was thinking that I didn't want her to die! She's my friend and she's very dear to Arthur-

Gaius: Arthur, Arthur. Is what all this is about isn't it? I know he's the prince and you care for him. But let me remind you, he's still the prince of a kingdom that bans magic. Do you have any idea of what would have happened to you if someone discovered you? if someone have seen you?

Merlin: (explodes) Yes I know! Of course I know! Every time a wake up, every time I breathe, I know I could be killed at any moment. I watch every pyre that is made fearing maybe I could be next. I watch every friendly face, knowing that if they knew, if they only knew, they'll see me like a monster. I have to look at Uther, the man that would have me executed, the murderer of all my kind, and I have to serve him and smile at him trying to no throw up every day. So yes I perfectly fucking know, Gaius!

Gaius: ...

Merlin: (with teary eyes and his voice breaks) But I can't stop doing it, I can't separate myself from it. And I tried, believe me I tried, but I can't. Magic is part of me, is who I am. So I'll use it however I see fit, whenever I can, because no one knows the risks of using magic in a kingdom that forbids my very existence better than I do!

Silence...

Gaius: You're right. I don't understand it. I will never understand it. Magic was never to me what it is to you. I'm sorry I didn't see it before.

Merlin: It's alright. I know you only worry about me.

Gaius: It's more than that. (puts both of his hands on Merlin's shoulders) Merlin, in this short time I've known you, you've become like a son to me. I can't bare to lose you.

Merlin: (smiles) You won't lose me. I'm sorry, I didn't want to upset you.

Gaius: Then for the sake of this old man, stop doing these things behind my back.

Merlin: Only of you promise to help me rather than forbid me of doing things. I still need guidance, I still need you.

Gaius: Alright (he hugs him close and then pulls away). Lets start with how you cured Lady Morgana. I don't recall giving you any healing magic classes.

Merlin: I didn't have to, I just had to call this little one out of her ear. (pulls out a beetle from his pocket) I think it was what was making her sick. Do you know what it is?

Gaius: (alarmed) Don't touch it! (picks a jar and opens it) Put it here. Now! (Merlin does it and Gaius closes the jar) It's an Elanthia Beetle. They can be enchanted to enter the brain, feed on it until they devour the person's very soul. Thank the gods you managed to pull it out.

Merlin: (who already knew all this, but still has to play ignorant) So Morgana was echanted? By who?

Gaius: There are many sorcerers who wish to cause harm to the crown, my boy. But, whoever it is, once they find out their plan failed, they are going to try again.

Time skip. Merlin leaves Gaius tower with Morgana's concoctions and almost jumps out of his skin, when he sees Arthur is there at the door.

Merlin: (scared, but trying to disimulate, closing the door behind him) Arthur! How long have you been there?

Arthur: (who heard the whole conversation, very affected) I... I just arrived.

Merlin: (relieved, but concerned for Arthur's state) Arthur, are you alright? What is it? (with growing panic) Are you ill? Did something happen to Lady Morgana? Arthur, answer me!

Arthur: (hugs Merlin suddenly)

Merlin: (too stuned to say anything) ...

Arthur: (Pulls Merlin closer to him, thinking) 10 years. You suffered my father's reign and then I made you still live in fear for 10 years.

Merlin: (red and still very concerned) Not that I'm not enjoying this gesture, sire. But, please, say something. I'm going to freak out.

Arthur: (pulls away gently) Nothing's wrong, Merlin. It just... seemed like you needed it.

Merlin: (confused) ... right. (Thinking) He must still be sensitive about Morgana. (coughs, trying to hide his red face) I have to... ehm... give Morgana her concoctions so...

Arthur: (playfully) Are you blushing?

Merlin: No.

Arthur: Your ears are red.

Merlin: They are not!😡

Arthur: Yes, they are. It's hard not to notice. They're as big as your face.

Merlin: Not as big as your fat ass!

Arthur: Have you been staring? 😏

Merlin: (even more red) I...😳 stop wasting my time, get out of my way!😡

Arthur: That's no way to talk to your prince, Merlin.

Merlin: Fine (with exaggerated courtesy). Your highness, my lord, sire, would you make me the enormous honor to remove your royal, pompous, supercilious presence out of my way?

Arthur: (laughs, but steps aside)

Merlin: Thank you, my lord. I'll be forever in debt with you. (Bows in mockery and leaves)

Arthur: (thinking, as he watches him leave) You chose to save Morgana with your magic this time. You shouldn't have risk it. But thank you. You won't have to suffer for so long this time. I'll create I world where you feel safe, you won't have to hide and be scared anymore. I promise.

#merlin bbc #bbc merlin #merlin #merthur #merlin prompt #merlin fanfic #merlin fic #merthur fic #arthur and merlin #merlin and arthur #merthur prompt #Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

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stevenose · 5 months

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Quiet sex on Christmas Eve when you’re at your family’s home 😳 you’re both so pent up because oh he looks like a husband and don’t you look adorable in that skirt of yours but you have to be quiet. You’re only lucky there wasn’t enough room for Steve to sleep elsewhere in your bed. But what’s more fun than teasing stevie when he can’t touch you as he wants? 😊👀

reader with a vagina!

“you gonna be quiet, steve?”

he nods. you know he won’t be.

it’s not the people downstairs, still awake, that you’re worried about. it’s your parents right next door sleeping. and steve can be loud. you press a finger to his lips. “you promise?”

he nods again, gripping your hips now and grinding up into you. “yes, just - please do something, babe, i’ve waited all night with you in this sexy little getup…”

yeah, he’s tipsy, too. fumbles with the waistband of your skirt while he tries to pull it down. you grind lightly, experimentally, onto his bulge and he gasps. loud.

“steve,” you chastise lowly. “how are you gonna get inside of me?”

“oh my god,” he groans, eyes fluttering shut. “d-don’t worry ‘bout that, baby, i’ll get it in -“

you flick his forehead. “doofus! i mean without us getting caught!”

now his groan is one of annoyance. “what? you scared of getting grounded?” steve finally leans upwards, his lips connecting with your neck. “scared they’ll stop you from seeing your pretty boyfriend, huh? i’m pretty good at sneaking in through windows, y’know.”

“wish you were as good at keeping quiet.”

he nips the delicate skin of your throat. “sit on my face and i’ll have no choice.”

#stevenose posts #ns/fw #steve x reader

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beiasluv · 1 year

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hi im in love with ur writing

anyway

my bby boy neteyam and aonung need to be happy because that last fic destroyed me, what would happen if reader survived and the sully family just cling to her for days same with aonung

a/n: glad to hear that people are suffering (just joking 😳, writing that took a part of my soul as well) anyways, fluff to the rescue 🤍 / this would be a continuation of part 1 but just imagine and do your own editing that you survived

masterlist

enjoy! :)

surprise, the sullys were doubting if they would be able to save you in time. neteyam sprinting to the village on his ilu and holding on to your body as fast as he could

while his family are fighting against the demon-blooded na’vi, he couldn’t muster up a will to go one glimpse away from you. your boy was holding on to his dear lifee

ronal, the tsahik, sighed once more of the sight before her. another sully for her to save; but she waited no second, and dove right into it.

“boy, put pressure on her chest …now!” neteyam got into work as his shakiness submerged to his hand. as if everything was a blur, ronal finished her ceremony on your body and stitched up your open, now opened chest. the herbs and the smoke lingered in the air after ronal went out, but her spirit never left the marui. the tsahik, herself, cared greatly for whom her son adored.

your boi, neteyam is panicking to the panicking. he washed a cold cloth over your face every minute and every second he sees a sweat running down your face. big brother mode to the max. swatting every flies that dared to touch you.

he would tell stories, make jokes, and laughing by himself to preserve his sanity. admiring your face, something he wouldn’t do while you are awake. unexpected sobs and tears, here and there. he waited for you until the end.

jake and neytiri came rushing through when they’ve finished. jake holding on to your body as tight as he could. pressing his hand against your chest, making sure there is still a heartbeat in you.

neytiri’s eye fluctuated between anger, sadness, and love. she couldn’t decide whether what to feel in the heat of the moment. her daughter, the daughter of the clan, the awaited daughter, was sleeping mindlessly on the mattress. she didn’t know what to feel. neytiri often broke down quietly in front of your marui and the sullys would comfort her.

our boi, lo’ak, peaked at your marui every. day. he would be too shy to go in alone and express his feelings towards you. when he doesn’t even know if you are aware or still coming back, he would break tf down. 😭

kiri and tuk, the girlss. taking care of you everyday, slayed. they would do your hair and singing lullaby. kiri would occasionally sobs but she had to stay strong for tuk. tuk would cry and lay on your stomach, maybe sometimes curling under your arms ;-;

SPIDER 👁👁 nah, he ain’t surviving. in the heat of the conversation, he did not choose a wise choice of words. now, he’s regretting his life choices. neteyam giving him disgusting looks everyday. lo’ak almost gifted him with a chance to go see ewya.

he still thinks you should’ve been left for good. quaritch made it clear to him blah, blah, blah. “if only one dies for jake sully, then we’re done.” no, we are not having any of your shi

ao’nung sad boyy. a certified lover boy, caring for your condition, as he should. always always ask his mom how are you and if she could help you again. tsireya started getting sick of him, slay

“mother, are you sure that’s all you could do?” he marched swiftly after her. “there must be something you could discover.”

“no means no, ao’nung, it is up to the great mother,” she replied swatting his arm. “you worry for no good, she is strong, i can feel that her spirit is mighty.”

“a sick lover boy, i see,” tsireya giggled. “don’t worry, she’s going to make it.”

ao’nung bringing snacks and flowers to your marui everyday as. he. should. i mean, placing them nicely by your bedside, and throwing them at neteyam. almost cost them a fight but for the sake of you, they agreed to seize the war.

he will definitely kill anyone who mocks you and your condition 100%

until the moment they have waited for arrived, you twitched.

neteyam almost got a heart attack. he was as excited as a mom to a baby’s first kick.

“y/n! y/n! thank the great mother! yes! my baby sister! I knew it!” he jumped around the marui like a maniac, earning looks from the villagers around him. the news traveled far and fast; moments later the sullys and ronal’s family were filling the marui.

“y/n, if you can hear me, squeeze my hand two times,” jake spoke softly. “one…c’mon babygirl…one more…two! yes!” the whole marui celebrated as if you were running and flying, but that’s what family is for, right?

everyday you healed more and more. your first walk out of the marui was like a flashback to your first walk. jake holding your arm, neytiri holding your other arm, and lo’ak holding your waist.

“guys, i can walk” “we know.”

lo’ak feeding you foods, 10/10

jake will spoil you, amen. his baby girl wants, she will get. you don’t even have to move an inch to get something you want.

kiri and tuk are not as protective, which you appreciated a lot, but they are always supportive. kiri will encourage you to take a dip in the ocean, playing in the forest, or doing the things you love to do.

hugs and kisses every moment they could. aaaaaa

family cuddling time. jake will hold you in his embrace and snuggled you close to him. neytiri holding you two. the rest snuggled in and you guys are basically a family ball.

the family overall is clinging on to you to make sure you’re okay. as they said, sullys sticks together, am i right.

ao’nunggggg

they day you woke up he was so happy, running down the village to your marui. got him blushing and shi when you met his eyes in the corner.

tsireya is so relieved when she heard you woke up, she thought have to comfort her broken brother while being broken herself.

ao’nung just clings to you wherever you go. he will get anyone out of your way if it is necessary.

he just loves to bring you out to the ocean and spend time with you, awh. practice breathing underwater and chasing underwater is a must.

once he realized he almost lose his chance. one day, he managed to muster up a courage to ask you OUT.

“y/n, you wanna see baby ilus today?” he guided you through the village. “today is their first day coming out.”

“sure, are you luring me to somewhere private?” “are you doing to kill me?”

“of course not,” he tucked a hair behind your ear.

…

“y/n, i gotta tell you something,” he gazed into your eyes. “i- i…”

“yes?”

“i see you, but i don’t know if you see too,” he sighed. “I know, i have been a bad friend to your brothers but i am trying so hard for you. and you sleeping unconscious for weeks had me dying-“ you placed a peck on his soft blue lips and held his hand.

“i know, thank you,” you giggled at his red cheeks. “thought you were cold blooded but your face is so red now.”

“hey! it’s just so hot here!” “i guess this calls for a slash in the ocean,” without a second word, he pulled you into the ocean and called his ilu. you guys rode it into the reefs and entered a hiding leaf.

“i see you, y/n”

“i see you, too”

lost of love ❤️ happy new year and have a great time! today’s a great day to take care of yourself 🤍

@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @loudcolorwolfgarden / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin

#avatar x reader #avatar the way of water #avatar imagine #avatar #neteyam imagine #lo’ak imagine #jake sully imagine #neytiri #neteyam x reader #fanfiction

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ze0re · 5 months

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❝ 𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑴𝑨𝑺 ! ❞ -𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑴𝑨𝑺 𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑳 \)^ヮ^)/!! 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄

⇨ 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 !¡⇦ - 𝑮.𝑺, 𝑺.𝑹 & 𝒀.𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅

𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒑𝒂𝒅: 𝒋𝒆𝒛𝒛𝒆𝒓𝒐

ミ★ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆. merry christmas my lovely’s! this is our first christmas together 😳. I hope you guys enjoy 😛 and It would be awesome If you guys went to visit my wattpad and voted!! have a merry Christmas 🤍‼️

彡 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 - christmas morning had to be the best feeling every year. waking up to a sunny sky, birds chirping In the air and waking up next to your handsome husband every morning. your eyes had fluttered open due to the sun peaking through the blinds, groaning as you turned away from the brightness to be faced with your husband. he looked so soft and peaceful when he’s sleeping, his long white eyelashes and his messy hair over his face he looked like a porcupine.

you scooted closer feeling his warmth engulf with yours, bringing your hand up to his face to brush his hair away admiring him. how did you get so lucky? you sighed placing your hand on his cheek, caressing your thumb against him cheek feeling him relax Into your palm. by your sensation on his cheek and extra warmth on his face his eyes slowly started to open, already seeing you awake staring at him, “why’re you being creepy again.” he mumbled with a short yawn after hearing a scoff, “good morning to you too sleepy head” satoru chuckled at your sarcastic tone feeling your hand leave his cheek as you sat up In bed. he groaned softly as he stretched his arms out with another yawn, sitting up scratching his head. “why you up so early?.” you bit your lip with a shy smile as you reached over the bed to grab a box from under your side of the bed, revealing It to him.

satoru eyed the gift then eyed you with a raised brow, “whats this?.” he knew exactly what It was but he was surprised. he’s never gotten a gift before, a christmas gift at that. you placed the present In front of him, placing your hands on your lap, “It’s for you..” again, satoru eyed the gift not knowing what to do. should he open It? should he wait? you saw he was confused of what to do, only sighing. “you can open It baby.” you gave permission, watching as he grabbed the box tearing It open. the sound of paper being torn made your heart spike, you were so nervous. “merry christmas my love.” you smiled, as he saw what his present was, “I knew how much you wanted this and so I decided to—!!.” couldn’t finish your sentence before you were tackled with a heavy body and a bunch of kisses on your face. you giggled squirming under him yelling at him to stop but he only laughed and continued kissing your cheek, nose, forehead, jaw— he was so happy.

“ok! ok! that tickles!.” the begs and pleases for him to stop only made him smile more. you went out your way to buy him something he could’ve easily gotten, but knowing you and your love for gifting you did It anyways. the last kiss on your face he finally pulled away, hugging you close. “you didn’t have to get this for me, I could’ve gotten this my own time.” he said pulling back from the hug, shrugging your shoulders, “but I wanted to get It for you anyways.” he rolled his eyes, “you’re too much.”

“yet you love It~.” you teased pecking him on the cheek before getting out of bed stretching with a satisfying moan, “I’m gonna go make breakfast and then after we can open the rest of your gifts.” rest?! you saw the look on his face. before he had the chance to say anything you started to giggle rushing out the room before he had the chance to say something, “what do you mean by the rest?!” he yelled and you only laughed going down the stairs hearing a loud thud, “y/n! tell meeeeee.” he whined but again you only ignored his pleases and whines. when he got ignored he slouched on the ground with a huff arms crossed staring at the ceiling. “y/nnnnnn!.”

“love you satoruuu!.”

彡 𝑺𝒖𝒌𝒖𝒏𝒂 - this was sukuna’s first christmas considering he’s never celebrated It before nor cared about It till you came. and his son. It was the morning of christmas, snow covering around the shrine with bits of sun shining through your shared bedroom, sukuna sleeping soundly cuddled up to you— or your pillow considering the fact you were already awake with your son planning a little prank to wake him up. when you came to s/n about It he had the devious smile on his face, the same smile sukuna would make. he was just like his dad, same hair, same attitude, almost the same personality but mixed with some of your traits. his eyes were like yours, his nose, ears, mouth. you would say he’s a mama’s boy but according to ryomen he’s a daddy’s boy. s/n laughed quietly as you both tippy toed to the master bedroom to see the four armed curse sleeping like he worked a 9-5 shift. hair messy, blankets off half way his body, leg poking out, you giggled at his position walking closer to him with s/n close behind holding In his laugh. when you both stopped In front of the bed you looked down at s/n who was already looking at you counting down on your fingers. 3. 2. 1..

“GOODMORNING DADDY!!” s/n voice echoed as he jumped ontop of him, instantly getting woken up by pressure on his stomach and a loud voice. sukuna groaned with a loud sigh snapping his eyes towards you who was laughing at his reaction. “funny.” he said with a not impressed look using his lower hand to pick up s/n, standing out of bed walking towards you, you smiled at him as he only frowned lifting s/n to his point of view, “who’s Idea was It.” with no hesitation s/n pointed to your direction, “It was mommy’s Idea!!” your mouth dropped as you looked at your son with betrayal, “you little snitch.” he only shrugged his shoulders with that same evil grin sukuna has. ryomen looked down at his son then towards you then back at his son, “thinkin what I’m thinkin kid?.” s/n nodded his head looking back at you as they both had the same grin.

your eyes went wide when you realized..your son betrayed his own mother for his father. when the realization hit you were quick to run out the room with tiny and heavy footsteps coming your way, “no! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” you screamed as you ran like your life depended on It. you were getting chased by the same person! ones a kid and ones a full grown adult with four arms, you could hear them gaining closer and closer soon feeling a little munchkin on your back, slowing you down. “gotchu mommy!.” he giggled hearing your pleasings and begs as sukuna gained closer. you heard a deep chuckle, feeling two hands on your waist stopping you mid way. when sukuna got a hold of you, s/n jumped off your back high fiving his dad, seeing him lift you ontop of his shoulder as you kicked and screamed trying to get away, “baby you’re supposed to be on my side!.” s/n shrugged, “daddy promised to get me ice cream If I helped.”

“of course he did.” you glared at him as he glared back pinching your waist. you flinched from the pinched slapping him on the back with a huff but sighed in defeat going ragdoll on his shoulders accepting your defeat as he took you somewhere In the giant mansion. after a few second walk you felt your body get lift off his shoulders and onto the couch that was facing the christmas tree, sitting next to you as s/n rushed to under the tree with excitement In his face. “there’s so many!.” he said with excitement, looking at all the wrapped presents chuckling at his reaction leaning Into sukuna who put an arm over your shoulder, “and they’re all for you baby.”

the morning went by fast but slow at the same time. s/n opening his christmas presents, presenting each and every gift you guys got him. after all the stress and looking for certain gifts for your little man It all worked out. and you would say sukuna had a wonderful time by the small smile he had on his face watching his mini me In excitement, that’s all you wanted. having family time together, making sukuna’s first christmas special, you smiled to yourself leaning more Into ryomens arms feeling his grip tightened a little. “you enjoying your first Christmas?” you teased looking up at him hearing a soft groan, turning his head to look at you with a raised brow, “even though I hate to admit..I am. not bad for a human festive.” you rolled your eyes turning your attention back to s/n sighing, “I’m glad you enjoy It my love.” sukuna hated the feeling of his heart betraying him but he has to admit It was a nice feeling. not saying anything else he leaned down giving your head a small peck humming In response.

“I’m glad you enjoy It.”

彡 𝒀𝒖𝒋𝒊 - being competitive with each other always meant messes everywhere. It was a bad Idea from the start when nobara mentioned a gingerbread house making competition totally forgetting the couple she’s friends with goes against each other ALL the time. It wasn’t even that serious which was the thing ಠ_ಠ but you nor yuji cared, you two would make everything a competition, whoever can kill the most curses win, whoever can finish a mangas first wins, whoever can find sukuna’s finger wins. It was ridiculous but Interesting. nobara and megumi could only look at the messy table with disbelief, there was frosting, cooking crumbs, chocolate chips, gum drops everything everywhere! megumi’s eye twitched as he saw the mess as nobara stared with disappointment. “there back at It again..” she mumbled, megumi sighing In response turning away from the two idiots bringing his gingerbread house with him just In case It gets Involved with your guys shenanigans.

you were focused and very steady with hand as you brought the frosting across the gingerbread house In a perfectly straight line as yuji was across from you putting chocolate chips on his house with furrowed eyebrows. no one talking. nobara was too Into this competition as megumi was on his phone scrolling through whatever waiting for the two love birds to get done with their houses. 5 minutes have passed on and you two were still going at It, at this point nobara should just stop It so you guys can move on with your night. sighing In annoyance she walked by both of you taking away the frosting setting It on the table looking at you two, “okay that’s enough! you guys been working on this for thirty minutes.” she grumbled, you and yuji looked at her, then each other, then at each others houses with furrowed eyebrows. “your house Is ugly.” you both said at the same time, eyes widening In offense.

“no Its not!.” said at the same time again. “the only thing ugly about your house Is that you only decorated with chocolate you freak!.” yuji gasped placing a hand on his chest offended by your statement, “like yours Isn’t just plain gummies! I mean who wants a gingerbread house with only gummy candies? be realistic!.” you two only continued to argue about who’s house was better, going back and fourth with one another. the yelling and arguing kept up till nobara got sick of It throwing a spoon at you both with a loud groan, “would you two shut up!?.” megumi nodded In response still scrolling on his phone not paying attention. you rolled your eyes In response, “he started It.” you claimed lifting your gingerbread house to be placed with everyone elses as yuji did the same “yeah right I did.” he scoffed rolling his eyes. “admit It, I won this time.” you smiled cockily, yuji scoffing at the thought shoving your shoulder a little shaking his head, “no, I think I won this time. I mean look at my house compared to yours!.” yeah right. his house was just filled with chocolate chips and chocolate, basic I say myself. “yeah right! your house Is just filled with chocolate chips and chocolate.”

“like yours isn’t just plain gummies!.”

“Is not!.”

“Is too!.”

“Is not!.”

“Is to-mmh!!?” you were silenced by yuji putting a marshmallow In your mouth to keep you from speaking, glaring at him. “admit It babe. I build gingerbread houses more better than you.” In your dreams you pink haired bastard. you groaned rolling your eyes, eating the marshmallow walking towards the couch, “In your dreams yuji.” yuji chuckled In response grabbing a blanket from the chair making his way towards you as nobara and megumi followed behind. as the night fell through, “are you guys finally done?.” megumi asked , nodding your guys heads with a laugh. throughout the night you guys played games, watched a couple of movies and when the gingerbread houses were dried you guys snacked on them having a fun night overall. the laughs and smiles soon turned Into soft snores, nobara laying at her side of the room spread out like a star fish as megumi was next to her by a few inches sleeping soundly as you and yuji were cuddled up with each other.

you couldn’t really sleep yet but yuji was sound asleep as he held you close, you trailed your hand across his shirt something you would always do when you can’t sleep feeling his muscles flex under your hand. you leaned more Into his warmth, bringing your hand up to his face caressing your thumb across his cheek softly smiling to yourself. he’s so cute. he’s like a golden retriever puppy. just so damn cute. you never expected your christmas to be like this but God you’re happy It was what you expected, had amazing friends an amazing boyfriend.

this was the best christmas you’ve ever had.

#⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒁𝒆𝒓𝒐 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔: 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔 !¡ ✫彡 #anime x black!reader #black reader #anime x reader #{ 🖋️} writings #fluff #jjk x black reader #gojo x black y/n #gojo x black reader #gojo x reader #satoru gojo #sukuna x black reader #sukuna x you #ryomen sukuna #yuji x you #yuji x black reader #yuji itadori #christmas

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pro-mammonologist · 1 year

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Bro I woke up and something came to my mind. What if mammon had a wet dream of you while you slept next to him 😳.

Anyway pls make a story/headcanon of this or I... uh..I.. Unfollow you👹!!

First off, yes, lovely idea. Secondly, you are likely a mammonwhore, you would not unfollow me because I’m in your timeline too much.

Anywaaayyys

“Fuck!” Mammon whipped himself up from out of the covers, breathing heavy and panting. He was covered in sweat from head to toe. You stirred next to him, whining.

“Did you have a nightmare?” You mumbled, rubbing his side. He flinched at your touch.

“No… no I didn’t.” He laid back down and turned to you. “Did I wake you?”

“Yeah. It’s okay I’ll go right back to sleep. I need you to hold me.” You tried to inch toward him but he moved back and you were confused. “Mammon, you don’t want cuddles?”

“I…uhhhh. I’m really sweaty.” He lied. Really, he didn’t want you to feel the damp spot on his underwear and the hardening of his cock.

“Mmm… okay. Lemme tangle my legs with yours at least.” You moved your legs between his and he jumped again. “What’s up with you, are you okay baby?” You brushed the hair out of his face and felt the heat radiating off him. “You always wanna cuddle.”

“I—“ he didn’t answer. “I’m really hot that’s all.” He was desperate to cover up his tracks.

“Are you getting sick? Usually you’re always cold.” You went to turn on the light, trying to figure out what’s wrong.

“No! No I’m fine I promise!” It was too late. You turned on the light and turned back to him. He was red and he quickly pulled the covers over his crotch. You turned to face him and rubbed your light sensitive eyes. He could see you now, wearing a tank top and with your hair as messy as it could be. He saw how wet your lips became as you went to lick them and how red you were from his body heat.

“Mammon, baby you look hot.” You told him, not referring to his attractiveness, but his temperature.

“Listen, I’m not sick! And whaddya doin callin me hot?” He got redder.

“Mammon, I just wanna make sure you’re okay.” You sounded so soft, so gentle. “I need to know.” You went to touch his shoulder and he bit his lip.

“Okay… I’ll tell you. I had a dream that you were fuckin’ me. And I… think… I might’ve came.” He watched as you started to smile and then laugh. “What’re you laughin at!”

“You could’ve said you needed to change if it embarrassed you that bed. I would’ve just gone back to sleep. I’m awake now all because you had a wet dream.” You laid back down and turned off the light. “You can go ahead and change.”

He sat there for a second, letting his embarrassment cool. “Okay.”

“Unless… you wanna get off? Is that the case, pretty demon?” You asked, grinning away now. “I’m still a little sleepy but I’m sure I could give you a sloppy blowjob. Your favorite!” You offered, inching closer to him.

“Mm, Mc. You would do that for me?”

“Yeah, don’t worry about getting me off.” You sunk under the covers and started pulling at his undies.

“I’ll always pay you back. If you’re too tired now, I can always wake you up with some head.”

“Just let me treat you, Mammon.”

And treated him, you did. By the time you were done, he was panting and curling his toes, his eyes rolled back, and his cock too sensitive to even let the cool air hit. You happily gave him what he needed, even as your drool coated his inner thighs and left a wet spot on the bed, the messier the better after all. He was definitely going to play you back, even if you didn’t want him too. One thing about Mammon, he’s a pleaser.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #mammon x mc #mammon #currently under mammons bed #mammon smut #mammon fluff #obey me mammon x reader #obey me nightbringer

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shima-draws · 8 months

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Please share your thoughts on Kieran/Ash

GRINDS MY TEETH OKAY ALRIGHT WE’RE DOING THIS

-Ash arrives in Kitakami and immediately butts heads with Carmine. Needless to say this leaves a strong first impression on Kieran who has never really seen someone stand up to Carmine before

-Carmine challenges Ash to a battle. Ash whoops her ass. Kieran is enthralled. Kieran proceeds to laugh to himself saying “It’s not like I lie awake thinking about him at night or anything” cut to Kieran lying in bed thinking about Ash going AW MAN

-Ash and Kieran get paired up together for the little interactive tour. Kieran is a hot mess. How do you not act like a total oddball in front of the really cool foreign trainer who was able to beat your sister in a Pokemon battle.

-Kieran’s a nervous ball of anxiety the ENTIRE time until they get to the first signboard. Then his autism kicks in and he tells Ash about Ogerpon. Ash notices how passionate Kieran seems to be about Kitakami’s history and is like whoa that’s really neat 😳

-Ash agrees with Kieran and says whoa yeah the ogre actually sounds really cool!! Aw man now I really want to meet it!

Kieran: Oh no I think I’m in love with him

-Kieran is inwardly having a mental gay breakdown and wonders what to do. How does he handle this. How can he impress Ash, who is already so impressive. Maybe a Pokemon battle? But there’s no way he could beat Ash after seeing how strong he was yesterday…

-Kieran decides to battle Ash anyway. Unsurprisingly, he loses. He’s about to go into a self-deprecating spiral when Ash comes over and is like WOW that was AWESOME!! Your Pokemon were so great, that was such a good battle!! Man battles are really really fun huh ^^

-Huh. Kieran’s never really thought about it that way before. At least with his background, battles have always been about power and proving yourself the strongest and winning. Maybe Ash is onto something? Kieran doesn’t feel the sort of disappointment he usually feels when losing a battle. He actually feels…satisfied?

-They continue on to the second signpost, and then to the Dreaded Den. Kieran infodumps about Ogerpon again. Ash listens to every word with a dreamy look on his face. Is nobody else seeing this?? Okay. Alright

-The Festival of Masks is ready to start. Kieran’s grandparents let Ash borrow an extra set of jinbei. Kieran sees Ash all dressed up and tries not to let his gay show too much. (He fails.) Kieran’s grandparents watch them awkwardly flirt with each other and do that eyebrow raise thing.

-THEY GO TO THE FESTIVAL! With Carmine tagging along. Carmine is her usual snarky self and unintentionally insults Kieran. Ash gets angry on Kieran’s behalf. Kieran manages to calm both of them down and he and Ash split from Carmine for a little while.

-Ash: I don’t like how your sister treats you >:(

Kieran: O-oh 😳

ASH CARES ABOUT HIM. He wants to cry. This is the best festival ever.

-I actually considered having Ash and Carmine being the ones to have a run-in with Ogerpon, and then Ash refusing to keep it a secret from Kieran, but. I like to think that Ash would change the narrative so much that he and Kieran would encounter Ogerpon from the get-go. This is the Good End route.

-Ash is able to start befriending Ogerpon with his Protag Powers and Kieran is stupidly impressed. And very very gay.

-Ash, freaking out: Was that the ogre?!! OH MAN

Kieran, freaking out: OH WOWZERS

Ash cares about him AND they met the ogre. This is DEFINITELY the best festival ever.

-Since Ash is bad at keeping secrets they’ll probably end up telling Carmine about Ogerpon anyway. Lmao

-The next morning the three of them find out the Real Story behind the Loyal Three and Ogerpon’s past. Carmine is furious. Ash is also furious but to a lesser degree. Kieran is just heartbroken that Ogerpon’s had to live this way for so long. And Ash is like holy CRAP Kieran was right the entire time!! Kieran you’re amazing!! How did you know Ogerpon wasn’t the bad guy?? You’re so cool Kieran 😤

Kieran: (A cute boy is complimenting me I think I’m going to explode)

-They aren’t sure what to do about changing the townspeople’s minds. Carmine says they should probably keep it a secret like her grandfather told them to. Ash refuses. Kieran also refuses. Carmine gets angry that Kieran is taking Ash’s side. Kieran actually snaps back at her and Ash is VERY proud Kieran’s standing up for himself

-They split up for the time being. Ash and Kieran decide to go tackle the last signpost. Along the way Kieran’s p dang quiet. Ash asks him what’s wrong when they get there and Kieran asks him for another battle.

-This time it’s CLOSE. And both of them get REALLY into it. Kieran realizes he’s never had this much fun battling someone before. Along this crazy adventure he’s learned so many things. And Ash has inspired him so much. Kieran’s always wanted to get stronger. But the way he’s been going about it has been all wrong.

-Kieran has an epiphany of sorts. Battling with Ash made him realize it’s not about winning or showing off. It’s about having fun!! And this whole time Kieran’s gotten stronger without even realizing it.

-Ash runs at him after the battle ends and he’s like “That was AMAZING did you see the way those moves collided?!! And when Furret dodged Pikachu’s attack like that I was like WHOA and then they were like WHAM and I was like YOOO!!” And Kieran’s gushing right along with him. The tism LEAPS out

-Ash makes Kieran develop a true passion and love for battling and he’s so thankful 🤧 Bc before he never could really grasp why he wasn’t improving at all. Focusing on strength kinda blinded him to what was really important.

-Kieran: Let’s battle again soon! I’m feeling really pumped up now, battling you and watching you strategize has given me some good ideas :’D

Ash gets the DOKI DOKIS and he’s like uh yeah okay! Definitely! (I don’t know why my heart jumped just now.) Pikachu looks at him like homie I think you’re catching SOMETHIN but it’s not a Pokemon 👀

Obviously there’s the rest of the DLC plot to finish but you can probably guess the direction it’s going in. Kieran’s obviously overcome his weird thing about strength so he doesn’t spiral and become unhinged over Ogerpon like in canon. Lol

Oh and this

-Kieran: You’re the WORLD CHAMPION???

Ash: Oh yeah did I not mention that?

Kieran: *Proceeds to have a heart attack*

Anyway I love them thanks bye

#Shima answers questions #Pokemon #Pokeani #Ash Ketchum #Kieran #Pokemon Kieran #The Teal Mask #Ogerpon #Carmine #Pokemon Carmine #Pokemon SV #I’M STILL THINKING OF A SHIP NAME BTW.#If y’all have ideas let me know ^^#Long post

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kurogane2512 · 5 months

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Thoughts about succubus Chameleon?

......tis the season to be horny 😍

Jk but nghhh succubus Chameleon is hot af like oh my god can you just imagine her wearing that skimpy outfit with wings, tail and possibly horns too 😩😳

Chameleon already loves toying with people and as a succubus her sex drive would be high and she constantly needs her source of life. Naturally, this is a deadly combination. It's so easy for her to lure people towards her, not only does she have her succubus charms but also her hypnotism and legit nobody can resist her. She's going to have so much fun with the people she takes a personal liking to, practically milking and draining them all night 😩

I think the best aspect is how she hides her succubus identity and works as a normal psychologist in everyday life. Then when she likes you, she'll use her hypnotism to capture you and tie you up in her room. Then at night she's going to reveal herself while your mind is clouded with lust, she has special powers to make you forget whatever happens later so she's going to keep you wide awake during the act. She wants the best reactions out of you, wants to watch your face go into pleasure while she bounces on your cock and milks out every last drop of your essence.

Scream and cry as much as you want, but if she feels annoyed she'll feed you certain potions to make you shut up and do whatever she wants. This would be rare tho, because she definitely loves the messy state you'd be in and she lives for your moans and whimpers echoing in her room. By the time she's satisfied, you are barely awake and on the verge of passing out. She 'rewards' you by letting you finally sleep and goes away pretending nothing happened.

The next morning, it's all going to be hazy like a dream in your head. Its like you had an extremely erotic dream where you had sex with your hot psychologist, but she keeps the truth to herself. After all, she knows you'll crave it again and again, that insatiable feeling. She'll keep you close, capture you every night and drain you of everything but she won't kill you- she knows your limit and she has taken a liking to you so she wants you for as long as possible 😏

#kuro's letters🥳#path to nowhere #chameleon x reader #ptn chameleon #chameleon #ptn chameleon x reader

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hitomisuzuya · 7 months

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Stepcest. Don't interact if it makes you uncomfortable, please. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Handjob. Fingering. Degradation.

Let's see how well my stepcest hits off with you guys 😳 I am probably going to make four or five companion pieces for this.

It was 2 o clock in the morning, and you couldn't sleep. Your stepbrother, Scaramouche was always on your mind lately. You knew you shouldn't have feelings for your stepbrother, but you couldn't help it.

Every time he even brushed up against you in the slightest, a tingle went up your spine. Your panties were constantly wet from thoughts of him.

Sighing, you got up out of bed, and poked your head out of your bedroom. You could see the TV on under the crack of the door. Scaramouche was still awake. You waffled around outside his bedroom door, turning to walk away twice before you raised your fist to knock on the door.

"What do you want?" You hadn't even knocked. He just knew you were out there.

"Are you still awake?" You asked softly, putting your ear to the door so you could hear him.

Scaramouche sighed. "What do you think?" He could see your shadow through the crack in the door. You were shifting your weight restlessly and probably fidgeting with your fingers to.

You took a deep breath before you spoke. "I can't sleep, can I get in bed with you?" Your heart pounded in your chest while you waited for his answer.

You swore you heard him laugh before the door opened. Truthfully, he'd waiting for the day his delicate little stepsister would ask to get in bed with him. "How childish," He said, motioning to the bed with a smirk on his face, one that sent a pleasant shiver up your spine.

You shook a little bit as you followed him over to his bed. You hesitated in front of the bed. Sighing, Scaramouche looped an arm around you, gently tugging you onto the bed. You made a soft noise of surprise.

He put your back against his chest. "What's wrong? You're suddenly so shy now?" He teased, inhaling the scent of your shampoo. You always smelled so good, he could never resist brushing up against you whenever he could, his fingers ghosting on your hips just to tease you.

Scaramouche knew the affect he has on you. He could never miss the adoring look of love you got on your face whenever you saw him. The look in your eyes alone seemed to beg him to ruin you.

You felt your cheeks flush from his teasing. "Hush you," You almost added that he smelled good, like pine.

You felt yourself curling into Scaramouche's arms as he put his blanket over you both, flustered feelings making you shift restlessly against him. You wanted to put your body up against his as much as possible without being obvious about it.

"Be still and sleep," He hissed in your ear. You tried, but you couldn't help it, especially since you felt his hardening cock up against your backside. Growling, he put a hand on your shoulder, rolling you over onto your back so fast it stunned you.

"All your moving around is making me hard," He snapped, swallowing back a groan. "Either close your eyes and sleep, or fix it." He ate up the way you looked at the tent in his sweats like you were actually considering it.

Blushing shyly, you reached down and brushed your fingers over his straining cock outside of his sweats. Scaramouche sighed impatiently. "Don't be such a tease," He raised an eyebrow when you looked at him. He sighed in relief when you pulled his sweats down off of his cock.

Your fingers shook as you wrapped your hand around his cock, giving it an experimental squeeze. He let out a shaky sigh, rutting a little into your hand. You pumped your hand a few times on his cock, precum leaking sticky onto your hand.

You squeezed the tip of his cock. "Fuck," He hissed, moving his hips up into your hand, "do that again, harder," You obliged him, pressing your thumb in circles around the tip. His eyes rolled into the back of his head.

You moved your hand down his cock, squeezing it before pumping your hand. Scaramouche opened his eyes for a moment to see such a concentrated expression on your face. You looked so determined to please him.

Since your parents were rarely ever home, Scaramouche didn't bother to hide his husky moans as your hand worked over his cock. His legs shook, bucking into your hand. "Shit, I am gonna cum," He groaned before warm cum spurted into your hand.

A pleased little smile tugged on the corners of your lips. You jacked him off through his orgasm, occasionally squeezing and rubbing the head of his cock like he liked.

"Lick it off your hand, whore," Scaramouche commanded, watching you with his indigo eyes dark with lust. The way you obeyed him without hesitation made him lick his lips. It made you seem so easily corruptible.

Now he knew he corrupt his stepsister to be a cock drunk slut for him.

When his hips rolled to a stop, he put his cock back into his pants and reached underneath the blankets to bat your legs apart. "Let me repay my sweet, little stepsister for making me cum so hard," He pushed your panties aside, rubbing his fingers over your throbbing clit. "Someone is wound up," He taunted when you started to moan.

You rolled your hips up needily, one of your hands folding into the sheets. You cried out when he pushed two fingers inside you suddenly, your back arching off the bed. He hooked and rubbed his fingers against your sweet spot. "Deeper please," You whimpered.

"Who would've thought my stepsister was such a fucking slut," He pulled his fingers out of you, examining them. They were soaked and shiny with your arousal. He looked at you while he sucked on his fingers. His eyes glinted excitedly. "You know I can hear you when you touch yourself at night, moaning my name while you pathetically try and stifle it behind your hand."

He rubbed your clit again, flicking it before plunging his fingers back inside of you. Your cheeks flushed from embarrassment, bucking your hips up into his fingers.

"Say it," He added a third finger, making your whole body tremble as he scissored your walls apart. "Tell me how badly you want to cum all over your stepbrother's fingers."

You could barely find any coherent words at first. The only thing you could do was moan with need. Scaramouche scoffed, nudging his fingers firm against your sweet spot. "Are you deaf or just dumb, slut? Did I stutter? I said speak!" He slammed his fingers inside of you. "You stuff your pretty hole with your fingers wishing it were mine, hm?"

"Y-yes, I do! I do! But I can never make myself cum," You babbled, bucking your hips faster as you felt your orgasm building up strong. "Only my step brother can make me cum. Please, please." You would tell him anything he wanted to hear if he would just let you cum hard on his fingers.

"What a pathetic slut," His purred degradation in your ear only made your walls clamp tighter on his fingers.

Sensing you were close, he fucked his fingers deeper into you. "Scaramouche!" You cried out before you squirted on his fingers. You were panting quietly, exhausted as he fingered you through your orgasm.

He rubbed your clit as you came down. "Open your mouth," He cut off your cry of protest. He shoved his fingers into your mouth, making you mewl happily as you choke on his fingers. "That's a good slut, taste yourself."

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #tw stepcest #stepbrother scaramouche #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #scaramouche imagines

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starl3ght · 1 year

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//~Simon Riley hcs~//

A/N: Alr first post🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️ I’ll be doing a lottttt more. So, requests are open so ask anything, but please do read my request rules. I’m gonna do more hcs on task force 141 and more characters first then one shots. Maybe even series😳 Enjoy this🫶✨

contains: fluff, angst??, sex, mentions of anxiety, trauma, abuse, nightmares

- When you met he was a bit clueless how to process his feelings for you. And he was also clueless that you were in love with him

- Physical affection wasn’t immediate right away. You took time with him because you wanted him to be comfortable

- When you do hug him for the first time he froze in place. He had to process what was happening. He felt relief that he had someone in his life and held you close

- The mask stayed on for a while but when he felt comfortable he took it off. You were shocked he let you see his face. But he feels safe with you

- Helping him put the black paint on his eyes? Hell yes

- You sit on his lap while you apply the paint gently around his eyes. Playfully, he might get some paint and smudge your cheek while you giggle

- His heart melts at your laugh

- arguments oh how it breaks both your hearts. He will never yell though. He’ll walk off because he doesn’t want to hurt you

- You both apologize for your wrongs while you hold each other

- Oh he makes you coffee in the morning. Because I said so and he does seem like the type for me to just bring you a cup of coffee and you watch tv together or something

- He loves how interested you are in your hobbies. Just something about seeing you happy gives him the motive to do the same.

- Whether it’s reading, drawing, or collecting stuff, he loves how excited you are and vows to always protect you.

- When he does make love to you? It’s the best thing ever.

- I don’t see him having knife kinks or BDSM because if it could hurt you he wouldn’t do it.

- Just regular sex. If he’s stressed and you’re there in front of him…prepare to wash the sheets

- When you do have some soft sex, it’s beautiful. He focuses on your pleasure and experience. You both love each other and I’m gonna say, he prefers giving. He can take your core into his mouth with his hands wrapped around your thighs and your shaking form. He always makes you see stars

- The aftercare tho✨ Falling asleep being held to his chest or he takes your exhausted form into the bath. He makes sure to take care of you well

-When he does tell you his story and about what his father did, oh how it breaks your heart

- He was sitting on the carpet floor and you were on the couch behind him holding him and caressing his head while he told you.

- you pushed strands of hair behind his ears and told him you would love him always and how you’d be there for him.

- that was probably a breaking point for him and he let out some tears while he hugged your waist with his face in your chest while you kissed his head and held him

- You comfort him when he has some sort of nightmares or episodes.

- Just hearing his hyperventilating while he’s asleep is sad. You gently shake him awake and whisper his name as to not make it worse. Or just talking to him softly while he’s having a nightmare to stir him back to sleep peacefully

“Shh Simon, it’s alright honey…open your eyes for me”

- When he does wake up he looks for your face immediately and hugs you so tight. You coax him back to bed and you keep him close until he falls asleep again

- He has a polaroid picture of you smiling and takes it with him when he’s out of the country

- And god bless his soul because when Soap finds it he will not shut the hell up with questions about you

“That your lass Ghost?”

“Walk away mate…walk the fuck away and out of my face”

- Soap’s probably gonna tell the rest of 141 and ask who you are and if they know you

- Gaz wonders too but keeps it to himself. Price will tell Soap to mind his own business

-Johnny better sleep with one eye open now

- He brings you back some souvenirs. Like a ring, necklace or bracelet. Anything you might be interested in

- When he comes back exhausted during the night you have his food ready and he quickly takes a shower before heading to bed.

- he probably flops onto the bed in his black boxers and you’re at the door smiling at him. You just kiss his cheek and whisper goodnight and you get into bed with him or go into the living room to do something else to pass time

- I don’t think you go out for dates much. You just stay home spending time together or you do go out sometimes but for walking around in parks or going to the store maybe

- Overall you relationship isn’t SO normal. But it’s something alright <3

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