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fireproofs | ln4

summary: lando norris is hot and the 2024 fireproofs drive you crazy.

word count: 756

warnings: suggestive comments

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you’ve been grateful to mclaren for many things over the years, but aside from a fast car, this has to be the best gift they’ve bestowed upon you.

you don’t think it’s an exaggeration when you say that your jaw unhinged the first time you saw lando wearing the new black fireproofs that mclaren has him and oscar in for the 2024 season. he’d sent you pictures, along with a text saying, “what do you think? 👀”

you’d responded with “yeah, not bad” and subsequently spent the next half hour screaming into your pillow. you were able to save face over text, but now that testing is here, you’re a lost cause.

you’d seen lando in black fireproofs before, but something about this year is different. something about him is different. he’s more confident, more determined, and he somehow managed to fill out even more during winter break.

lando had felt bad for mclaren’s car launch sabotaging your valentine’s day, so while you were in the middle of insisting that it wasn’t a big deal, he was booking you a plane ticket to join him in bahrain for the grand prix and testing the week before.

so now, you’re twiddling your thumbs as you sit in your boyfriend’s driver room, both anxious to see him before his testing session begins and hoping he’ll be occupied on the pit wall for just a little longer so you can figure out how to keep your composure once he changes into his race suit.

“you’re still here?” it comes out like half an exclamation and half a question as lando slips into the room.

“you haven’t even gone out on the track, of course i’m still here,” you giggle when he pulls you into his arms and starts pressing kisses all over your face. “i can’t wait to see you put the car through its paces. oscar looked pretty good out there.”

“i’d rather put you through your paces,” he mumbles in your ear, and you smack his shoulder.

“maybe later, if you’re not too tired.”

“i’m never too tired for you.” he winks and kisses your nose before turning to change.

you have no shame in ogling his ass out of the corner of your eye as he does so, but for the most part you’re looking at updates from the first session on your phone until he sits down next to you to put his shoes on.

those damn fireproofs.

they hug his body a little too nicely. the muscles in his chest, back, and arms are perfectly defined courtesy of the tight material. you can’t even think about his shoulder to waist ratio without feeling a little dizzy with desire.

“you’re drooling,” he teases as he stands back up, the both of you knowing damn well that he loves it when you stare at him.

“i can’t help it, you’re too hot.” you’ve never had a problem with telling him just how fine he is, especially because your praise always manages to make him blush and that just makes him impossibly more attractive.

“how am i supposed to let you leave this room?” you complain, wrapping your arms around his torso.

he buries his red face in your shoulder. “the sooner i leave, the sooner i come back and show you a good time.”

“i thought you were taking me out to dinner.”

“that’s what i was talking about,” his tone is dripping in faux innocence, and you know he’s messing with you when you feel him kiss your neck. “good to know where your priorities lie, though.”

you open your mouth to patronize him, but you’re cut off when he squeezes your hips, causing you to yelp. “you are impossible.”

“hmm, good thing you love me so much then.” you can hear his smile as he speaks, and you run your hands across his back, feeling every ridge of muscle through the material of the fireproofs.

your phone starts buzzing in your pocket— the alarm you’d set to remind yourself of when he needed to get in the car. “alright,” you reluctantly separate yourself from him, taking one last lingering look at his figure before he pulls the other half of his race suit on. “i’ll stay for an hour or two and meet you back at the hotel, okay?”

“what dress are you wearing tonight?” he asks as he holds the door open for you.

“the papaya one,” you smirk, and he groans, dragging a hand through his hair.

“you’re gonna kill me, baby.”

note: i wrote most of this at 2 am in a purely feral state and did the bare minimum in editing because i’m drowning in schoolwork so apologies if it’s a bit rough!! mclaren posted a 10 second video of lando and oscar walking around and that was all it took.

lowercase is intentional because i wrote entirely on mobile!

requests are OPEN, and my inbox is always open for comments, criticism, and conversation! feel free to pop in!

reblogs are always appreciated <33

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ellecdc · 2 months

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Baaaaabe 😫

Ive been sick for the last couple days, and as always, that first day was horrible. Ive had my brain legit decide it wants to inflate bigger than my skull capacity (long story short, pregnancy 🫡) and i got to re-experience that feeling for the first 12 hours 💀

BUT i came back and i was sooo excited for your updates!! They were soo good (please tell me theres a part 2 to that angst....pls 🥺) And i love our discussions in the comments 🫶

I do have another request though if you have the time love. Another possessive!wolfstar buuuttt..... make reader Jamie's sister (twins?)!! Its troublesome enough for James to keep Sirius' hands to himself, but full moon Rem?? He's a brick wall. Like somethings happening between the 2 and Jamie is chasing reader, then she spots Rem and hides behind him. James tries to reach for her and Rem is just kinda like "???? Excuse me, thats mine. Dont touch. James Fleamont Potter. DONT. TOUCH." without even knowing whats going on. James is incredulous (because thats HIS sister) and Siri is chuckling but it looks like Rem might actually bite Jamie's hand off so he moves between them to seperate them but Rem is also like "ExCuSe YOU??? Also mine. *to siri* dont touch him. *to James* dont touch them or you might not have all your fingers when you wake up!!"

And just the repercussions of this where James isnt allowed alone with either until a couple days passed the 🌕

Hope youre looking after yourself darling 🩵

I love James' sister trope - something about it screams fluff and perhaps a little angst but just in all the best ways. I would imagine his sister to be so much like him: mischievous, funny, and full of love. Thanks for requesting!!!

poly!wolfstar x potter sister!reader

There were quite a few perks that came along with being James Potter's twin sister. One said perk was having a built-in best friend from the moment you came into the world. Another was that whilst you were attending school, you had the benefit of no one being willing to mess with you on account of the company you kept - namely, your brother and his infamous friends who called themselves The Marauders.

What being James Potter's twin sister couldn't protect you from? James Potter.

What could protect you from being James Potter's twin sister? Being the girlfriend of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.

You and James were leaving Care of Magical Creatures together, heading to meet up with Remus and Sirius near the Greenhouses when one Lily Evans walked by - graciously bestowing James the time of day for quite possibly the first time ever - when you decided that this was the perfect pranking opportunity.

You really couldn't be blamed for what happened next: it truly was a gift bestowed upon you by the great pranking gods, and who were you to deny it?

"Hello, Potter." Lily said, causing James to gasp dramatically.

"Hello, Lily! Beautiful day out today, innit?"

Lily couldn't help but snicker at the sickeningly wide grin that took over James' face.

"Oi, Jamie. I forgot to tell you: mum sent that rash cream you were asking for. She said to remind you it's only safe to put around your anus, not in it." You proclaimed loudly, pretending to read from a 'letter' your mother had sent.

The courtyard became incredibly quiet before what you recognized to be Barty Crouch Junior's laugh echoed the space, triggering the snickering of all those present.

"You are so dead!" James sneered and you didn't hesitate to take off in a sprint - knowing your brother was a mere few paces behind you.

"You slithering little snake! She finally starts coming around - are you kidding me!?" He shouted as you swerved between bodies standing in your way whilst he just barrelled right through them.

Suddenly, you saw salvation in the form of one Remus John Lupin.

Now, granted, Remus didn't always protect you from your squabbles with James. Part of the reason for that was because half of the time you sort of deserved it (much like today), and the other part was that he claimed he didn't know what proper protocol was in sibling relationships on account of him being an only child. Sirius, a brother himself, had no such qualms and always took your side.

However, you knew that the full moon was in a mere two more sleeps, meaning Remus was at his most protective (read: possessive) which did not distinguish James Potter as friend, sibling, nor pack.

Right now: James Potter was only a threat.

And, let's be honest, being James Potter's twin sister, and a girlfriend to Remus Lupin and Sirius black also meant you were mischievous as hell. So you had no trouble using this to your utmost advantage.

You squeaked in terror as you slid behind Remus' lanky frame a moment before James - the bastard - slammed into his form and all but bounced off of Remus. James was admittedly more muscular that Remus, but Remus' height and werewolf strength left him towering above James as the dumb sod picked himself up off the ground.

"What in the buggering hell is going on?" He spat at James as one of his arms wrapped behind him, shielding you from your fuming brother.

"That sneaky little witch just embarrassed me in front of Lily!" James barked, looking like he was still trying to figure out how to get around Remus in order to strangle you.

"Please," Sirius drawled as he walked over casually, "like you need any help in that department Prongs."

You tried to hide your snicker, but from Remus' glance at you through the corner of his eye, you knew he caught it.

"She told the entire courtyard I needed cream for a rash on my anus!"

Sirius doubled over in laughter and you preened when you noticed Remus let out a soft chuckle himself.

"It's not sodding funny you wanker! Lily spoke to me first today! I'm going to kill you!" James snarled, moving his attention from Sirius to you.

As James stepped forward menacingly, Remus grabbed the collar of his shirt. "Prongs, enough." He barked.

Sirius was still laughing when he moved to stand between Remus and James, releasing James' shirt from Remus' fist.

"Okay, down boy." Sirius snarked, patting James' shoulder consolingly.

"Oh, sod off." James muttered, elbowing Sirius as he moved to step away.

You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding and tried to even out your breathing; lungs still burning from your run.

"You okay, dove?" Remus asked you so gently as he bent down to make eye contact with you. His face screamed love, attentiveness, and care, making you feel slightly guilty for having shoved him in the middle of your tom foolery.

"I'm fine, Moons. Sorry for causing trouble." You answered solemnly.

His face picked up slightly at your words as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You wouldn't be you if you weren't causing trouble, love."

Your tender moment was interrupted by a yelp, causing the two of you to turn only to notice James and Sirius wrestling. James seemed to have gotten Sirius into a headlock, and the sod wasn't willing to tap out - still kicking and clawing at James in anyway he could.

"Oi!" Remus shouted as he plucked Sirius out of James' grasp and shoved him in the direction of the castle. James used his momentary distraction as an opportunity to set his sights back on you as he lunged, tackling you to the ground.

"Fuckin' hell Jamie! You weight a tonne!" You shouted, kneeing him in the gut. James doubled over and rolled onto his side in the fetal position.

You didn't even get a chance to right yourself before you were thrown over Remus' shoulder who was still shouting at Sirius to "get back to the dorm. The both of you are staying within my sights for the next foreseeable future" as you all left James with the wind knocked out of him, keeled over on the castle grounds.

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twinkling-moonlillie · 24 days

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Lucifer Morningstar Relationship Headcanons!

A/N: I haven't written for Lucifer before, but this man has my heart and soul so I am going to start! Also, feel free to DM or chat! I love talking and meeting new people, and I need more people to simp with over Lucifer.

Warnings: Minors do not interact, these headcanons include both SFW and NSFW

✶ Lucifer is deeply sentimental, never one to shy away from his feelings. When he is in love, it is all consuming and a driving force for him. He would do anything for those he loves.

✶ He is a gentle lover, a tender lover; a foil to Adam, if you will. When he is in love, he takes it slow, gently drowning you in his affections.

✶ A gift giver? Absolutely! Whether it be handcrafted pieces of art that he made himself or buying you stuff that reminded him of you, he revels in the idea of lavishing you with gifts.

✶ If we are to assume that you are with him after Lilith, expect some slow burn. Not only does Lucifer have to live with the consequences of his decision to bestow free will upon humanity, but the woman he (presumably) loved left him. The guilt he fee is massive, so please just be patient with him. Let him open up to you. Don't make him feel like a burden.

✶ Once he does start to fall in love with you, the first thing he will do is take off his wedding ring. He is a little hesitant, but the way you make him feel...it's refreshing and invigorating.

✶ After years of being too afraid to dream, you rekindled his passion. How could he not fall in love with that?

✶ He loves kissing you - forehead kisses, hand kisses, cheek kisses - he will kiss you until his lips turn violet and melt off.

✶ Although he doesn't acknowledge it often, he has a tendency to be a bit possessive. Not that he is controlling, but more so that he wants to show you off. He wants everyone in hell to know that he pulled the most beautiful and kind person to ever grace the universe.

✶ Some days when he has to go to meetings early in the morning (he is the King after all), he will always make sure to wake you up softly so you know when he is leaving...only to kiss you back to sleep.

✶ Going along with his love of craftsmanship, you become his muse. There will be several different versions of you as a duck, an apple, whatever comes to his mind really.

✶ Lucifer as a whole is a bit eccentric and peculiar, but charming nonetheless. There is a reason why he was able to seduce Lilith and Eve.

✶ If you two pursue a relationship further, you must be able to get along with Charlie. Charlie is Lucifer's pride and joy, and if you can't get along...well Lucifer would choose his baby over you.

✶ But that's alright because Charlie is very easy to get along with!

✶ He frequently uses pet names such as sweetie and sweetheart, as well as angel and apple pie.

✶ He always calls you the apple of his eye.

✶ NOW TO GET ON TO THE SPICY STUFF >:)

✶ Take one look at that man and tell me he ISN'T a service top. You can't! It's impossible (/j).

✶ Lucifer is desperate to prove himself, to prove his worth, even if he knows you love him. That's why he loves servicing you; he will spend hours pulling you further and further into pleasure.

✶ We all have seen episode eight, we know that he will spend hours between your thighs until you are an overstimulated mess. He gets off on the idea of you relying on the pleasure he gives you and no one else.

✶ It's a pride thing.

✶ His favorite position to have you in is missionary. He just loves to hold you close as he slowly enters you, being able to see how you writhe and become a moaning mess for him.

✶ He also loves to hold you close from behind and pound you (spoon fucking). That's mostly reserved for morning sex though.

✶ Again, he is a deeply sentimental and loving man so he prefers to make love to you than fuck you. But he definitely could fuck you if he wanted to.

✶ His wings have a tendency to poof out right as he is on the verge of coming. Sometimes he wraps them around you, sheltering you in a heavenly cloud.

✶ He has a daddy kink and a breeding kink. No, I will not take any arguments against this.

✶ He just desperately wants to claim you fully, and what better way to do that if not through breeding your pretty pussy.

✶ But really, this man is desperately in love with you. Please let him love you <3

#Lucifer #Lucifer x reader #Lucifer morningstar #Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin Hotel Lucifer #Romance #Fluff #Lucifer Morningstar x reader #Service top Lucifer #smut

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hisui-dreamer · 2 months

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ode to the cunning octopus

Pairing: Azul Ashengrotto x gn!reader

Synopsis: it didn't matter how he saw himself, because you would always be by his side to remind him how wonderful he is

Tags: drabble, fluff, slightly poetic hehe, reader is a simp for azul

Word count: 645

Notes: very belated happy birthday to azul!! to make up for being late i wrote a bit more than usual hehe. (azul you can't blame me i was working on assignments)

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Your lover possesses an undeniable charm that seems to effortlessly captivate all who cross his path. With a disarming smile and magnetic charisma, he effortlessly draws others in, captivating them like moths to a flame. His sharp wit, eloquent words, and calculated gestures make a lasting impression. But perhaps his most impressive skill lies in his negotiation tactics. A brilliant negotiator, he knows exactly when to push and when to pull, when to offer a compromise and when to stand firm. His ability to read people and anticipate their moves gives him a distinct advantage at the bargaining table, and the sight of him at work never ceases to amaze you.

Your lover is a paragon of hard work and dedication. Whether he's tirelessly managing the bustling affairs of the Mostro Lounge or buried deep in his studies, striving to maintain top grades, his commitment knows no bounds. His days are filled with a whirlwind of activity, yet he tackles each challenge with a grace and efficiency that is nothing short of awe-inspiring. Despite the demands of his responsibilities, he never falters, always pushing himself to new heights of excellence. It's this relentless drive and work ethic that sets him apart, earning him the respect and admiration of all who know him.

Your lover takes great delight in showering you with the spoils of his hard-earned wealth. With each lavish gift and luxurious comfort he bestows upon you, his eyes gleam with satisfaction, fueled by the desire to see the radiant smile spread across your face. Yet it's the simple pleasures he relishes the most—wrapping you in the soft embrace of your favourite blanket, watching as contentment floods your features, knowing that in that moment, his efforts have brought you joy beyond measure. For him, the truest wealth lies not in the riches he accumulates, but in the happiness he brings to you, his angelfish.

Your lover is meticulously careful with his diet and weight, determined to maintain a certain image of himself. He meticulously counts calories, carefully monitoring his intake and meticulously planning his meals to ensure they align with his health goals. Yet, despite his disciplined approach, there are moments when you catch a glimpse of his longing for the indulgent pleasures he denies himself. In those moments, you can't help but want to spoil him, to see the joy light up his face as he savors the flavors he so often denies himself. So every once in a while, you find subtle ways to indulge his cravings, knowing that a little bit of indulgence can bring a smile to his face and a warmth to your heart.

Your lover possesses a comforting presence like no other. Whenever exhaustion threatens to overwhelm you, you know you can seek solace as you snuggle into his trench coat. And without hesitation, he drops everything to tend to your needs, his touch gentle and soothing, his words a balm to your weary soul. There's an ease in his presence when he’s with you, a tranquility that washes over him as soon as you wrap your arms around him. It's as if the weight of the world lifts from his shoulders, replaced by the warmth of your touch and the gentleness of your love. As you hold him close, feeling his heartbeat steady against yours, you know that in your arms is where he truly belongs, finding solace and contentment in your embrace.

Your lover is a man of contradictions, a paradox wrapped in an enigma. But beneath the layers of complexity lies a heart of gold, a love that burns fiercely and unconditionally. And as you gaze into his eyes, you know that no matter the trials that lie ahead, you will always stand by his side, for better or for worse, until the end of time.

Your lover, is none other than Azul Ashengrotto.

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inou-ie · 4 months

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RAHU BIRTHDAY SPECIAL 12.28

giving rahu a special treat because she's been a very good puppy. i didn't get to finish it in time but here it is.

warnings: transfem rahu, oral, breeding, implied anal, just spoiling rahu because she deserves it

nsfw under the cut | men and minors dni

In eager anticipation of Rahu's return, you brainstorm ways to make her day extra special. Rahu deserves nothing but the best, she's been a very good lover to you, after all.

You've readied delicious dishes and put up some cute decorations, even got a thoughtful gift all set for her. But what you really desire is to create a day she'll never forget, filled with happiness just for her.

As the door swings open, you dart towards it, eager to greet her. "Welcome home!" you exclaim, beaming with a smile, and Rahu's expression instantly softens. "I'm home..." she responds with a faint smile before swiftly wrapping her arms tightly around you, her larger frame enveloping your entire body.

You reciprocate her tight hug, finding solace in her warmth. "I'm hungry..." Rahu mumbles, prompting a soft chuckle from you. "I've prepared a lot of food for you." you assure her as you guide her toward the dining table.

Rahu's eyes widen at the sight of the small decorations and the spread of food. "You didn't have to make an effort..." she sighs before pulling you into another embrace. "Thank you." she murmurs, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

Aware that such gestures might be unfamiliar to Rahu, you aimed to indulge her, if only for the day. "Mhm, you're welcome." you reply with a smile, gently encouraging her to take a seat.

"Eat a lot, okay? I'll prepare the bath for you." you say, giving her head a tender pat. You notice Rahu's eyes gazing at you lovingly, acknowledging the care and affection you've bestowed upon her.

Swiftly heading to the bathroom, you arrange the candles, scatter petals, and set everything you've gathered to create a romantic atmosphere for the bath.

Satisfied with your work, you return to find Rahu engrossed in devouring the food you prepared, looking utterly adorable in the process. A smile spreads across your face as you watch her indulge herself.

Rahu notices your presence, her mouth full of food, and you can't help but chuckle softly at the sight. "I'm glad you like it." you say warmly as you walk over to the table, taking a seat beside her. Rahu simply nods, unable to speak with her mouth stuffed full.

While Rahu continues eating, you engage in light conversation, sharing random thoughts and stories as you watch her enjoy the meal. She listens intently, gazing at you affectionately. Before long, she finishes everything, occasionally offering you bites along the way.

After allowing your lover a moment to rest while you tidy up the table, you guide her towards the bathroom. Another surprise awaits Rahu's eyes as she enters: roses scattered in the bath, ambient candlelight, a sweet aroma filling the air, and a bottle of wine set out.

"You really... prepared a lot." Rahu remarks, looking at you, her eyes appearing teary, but she quickly takes a deep breath to compose herself.

Your eyes widen in surprise as Rahu immediately begins to remove her clothes, displaying an eagerness to relax with you in the bath you've prepared.

As soon as Rahu finishes undressing, she moves closer to you, gently removing your clothes one by one, planting tender kisses on your shoulders as she does. "You're spoiling me too much today..." she murmurs against your skin before guiding you into the shower.

The sensation of the water cascading over your skin creates a soothing ambiance as both of you stand together, gently caressing each other's bodies and stealing affectionate kisses. It's a routine you share with her every day, but today it feels exceptionally romantic and intimate.

After enjoying a few more moments in the shower, you and Rahu transition to the bathtub. Usually, it's you who leans against Rahu's larger frame, but tonight, you want to switch things up. You gently guide Rahu to lean her back against you, allowing her to relax while you provide the support and comfort she deserves.

Feeling Rahu's broad and sturdy back against you, you can't resist wrapping your arms around her, pressing your breasts against her tightly. As your hands reach to feel her abs, you notice Rahu sighing deeply.

"Let me sit behind you instead..." Rahu suggests, turning her head to look at you, but you playfully shake your head. "Nope, just stay there. I'm trying to spoil you, okay? Let me..." You give her abs gentle pats, offering a smile as you encourage her to remain in the relaxed position you've arranged.

Rahu sighed in defeat, seeming to search for something to distract herself. Her gaze falls upon the bottle of wine, and she slowly reaches for it. Carefully opening the bottle, she pours herself a full glass.

As your hands glide lower, you can't help but smile as you feel her hardening length. You gently cupped Rahu's erection, causing her to flinch slightly before slowly releasing a soft sigh.

"Relax and just keep drinking your wine, okay?" You whisper softly and Rahu nodded obediently in response. As your grip becomes firmer, she begins to relax further, leaning her head back against your shoulder and closing her eyes.

The warm water surrounding you both feels like a caress as you slowly stroke Rahu's cock. Your free arm pulls Rahu closer, wrapping around her hips as you continue to pleasure her.

The sound of water splashing against the tub combines with the soft sounds of Rahu's deep breathing made your heart swell with love and comfort.

Rahu takes a sip of her wine, the vibrant flavors dancing on her tongue as she savors the taste. A soft groan escapes her lips as you rub your thumb against her sensitive head.

"Feels good?" you ask her with a smile as you lean to kiss her neck. "Feels amazing..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with need and her hips bucking forward, instinctively seeking more of your touch, the sensation making her entire body tense. You smile against her shoulder as you stroke her a bit faster.

Rahu's free hand finds its way to your thigh, squeezing gently. The warmth of her touch sends a shiver down your spine as you continue to pleasure her, making her breath heavier each passing second.

She takes another long drink of her wine before setting the glass aside, her full attention turning back to the feeling building deep within her core. "I'm close..." she whispers hoarsely.

Rahu starts to grip on your thighs tightly as you stroke her cock with both hands, the soft sounds of pleasure escaping her lips as she nears her peak.

Her hips roll subtly against your touch, desperate for more stimulation to push her over the edge. As you focus on pleasuring her head and shaft simultaneously, her breathing becomes ragged, each exhale sending ripples through the water around you.

As you continue to stroke Rahu's cock, she begins to shudder and twitch, the muscles in her legs tensing as her body prepares for the release of her cum.

"I-It's coming out..." She lets out a low whimper, her voice thick with desire, her throat bobbing as she swallows nervously. With a loud groan, her body stiffens and her cock twitches, sending thick streams of hot cum shooting out over your hands and into the water around you.

Her hips buck and her stomach clenches as wave after wave of cum is released. Rahu's breath comes in ragged gasps as she leans against you, her body trembling as the aftershocks of her orgasm wash over her. She lets out a soft groan, her voice still thick with desire as she nestles against you, your bodies entwined in the warm water.

It didn't take long for you and Rahu to move into the bedroom, with you kneeling in between her legs, your head lowered as you suck her cock, moving smoothly up and down.

"Y-You don't have to– mhm..." Rahu leaned her head backward with a soft moan as she held your head, careful to prevent any deeper intrusion, knowing her size might cause some discomfort. She wished for nothing more than for you to enjoy her pleasures, yet at the same time, she wanted to protect you from any unnecessary pain.

You persisted in sucking her, your eyes fixed on hers as your tongue danced around her delicate head, savoring each flavor that she offered you. Your soft moans mingled with her groans, the sound filling the room.

As you sucked her deeper, Rahu's body started trembling, her throbbing becoming increasingly apparent, signaling her impending climax. The sensation of your mouth surrounding her, along with the wet, suckling noises, sent shivers down Rahu's spine, urging her closer to bliss.

As Rahu's hips jerked forward, you sensed her restraint, and in a bold move, you decided to deepthroat her cock, causing Rahu to sigh with sheer pleasure at its penetration.

"Gonna cum..." she couldn't help but let out a gruff grunt as your throat accepted her size, triggering an intense surge of her seed that flooded your mouth. Her orgasm washed over her like waves, leaving her breathless as she filled you up with her thick cum, her cock twitching within you until her release began to subside.

You managed to keep it together, swallowing her release slowly to show her the respect she deserved. It was an overwhelming feeling that made you shiver, and you felt honored to receive such an intense climax from her. Rahu's body slowly relaxed as she caught her breath while her cock slowly slipped out from your mouth.

"It was an honor to have a taste of your delicious meal." you teased playfully, looking up at her and grinning. She blushed lightly as she wiped your mouth clean gently using her thumb. "You didn't have to swallow it..." she whispered faintly.

You felt warm affection in her arms as she pulled you up to sit on her lap, her fingers gently caressing through your hair. "You've spoiled me too much... thank you." she murmured, savoring the warmth enveloping her.

"It's too early to thank me, we haven't done the most important part." you whispered, gently cupping her face between your palms and planting a quick kiss on her lips.

You then ground against her, causing her cock to grow rigid once more as you leaned in closer to her ear. "Won't you fill me up?" you whispered seductively into Rahu's ear, sending a thrill down her spine.

She could barely contain herself now and pulled you closer by your ass with a low growl. "I... want to..." she whispered back, giving your ass a gentle squeeze.

And just like that, Rahu effortlessly pinned you down on the bed. Her large cock bulged on your stomach, stretching you wide open as she drove herself deeply into your welcoming body.

Every thrust made you whimper in pleasure as you felt her filling you completely. "Don't hold back..." you urged her on with soft breaths. Your words sent Rahu into a frenzy; she responded to your desire by speeding up her pace and pushing deeper inside your core, filling you to the brim.

The room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and your gasping breaths as Rahu continued to pleasure you uncontrollably.

As Rahu lifted your leg, placing it over her shoulder, you moaned deeply at the new angle and intensity her thrusts had brought. Her large cock filled every corner of you, stretching you further, and you could barely hold back a cry.

"You're so tight..!" she grunted huskily, running her fingers over your breast. Her touch was electrifying; she squeezed your breast firmly and your whole body tensed at the sensation.

You gritted your teeth in pleasure, unable to contain the wave of desire crashing upon you. Rahu continued to fuck you mercilessly, her movements becoming more forceful by each second, driving you closer to the edge.

You were breathless and overwhelmed, your body quivering, "You're so good... please don't stop!" you begged her with tears in your eyes.

In a deep groan, Rahu obeyed your plea and shifted your position, taking hold of your legs, spreading them wide before folding you in half. She held onto your ankles, anchoring your body as her hips pushed relentlessly into you, stretching your opening in ways that you had never experienced before.

Every thrust drove you further into bliss as your body screamed in ecstasy. Rahu's movements intensified, each slap of flesh against flesh reverberating through the air as she brought you even closer and closer to your limit.

You cried out in pleasure as your muscles contracted tightly around her, milking Rahu's thick cock as her climax erupted inside you with a grunt. With every spurt, you whimpered, your body shuddering from the intense pleasure that flooded through you.

Rahu was relentless in her orgasm; her hips continued pumping, pushing more of her hot cum into you as if she wished to fill you entirely.

You were still catching your breath when Rahu pulled out, her impressive length still standing proud. "...more..." she suddenly flipped you over, pushing you forward on all fours, eager to claim your body once again.

As you braced your arms on the bed, Rahu stepped up from behind and slid back inside you in a single stroke, making you gasp from the intense feeling.

She grabbed your tits and squeezed them tightly, a low rumbling growl escaping her lips as she pounded into your welcoming flesh. Every thrust was filled with raw hunger, and she drove herself deeper with every movement, her hips slapping against your ass.

Rahu's mouth moved down your back, kissing every inch as she pinched your nipples, sending a wave of desire through your body. Her hand wandered between your legs, circling your clit, causing waves of pleasure to spread through you, bringing you ever closer to the precipice of orgasm.

At the same time, Rahu's cock pressed against your cervix, creating an intensity that made you moan deeply, your hips swaying in time with her rhythm. Her movements became harder, faster, and the combination of everything made it almost impossible to hold back any longer.

You could feel your orgasm building, your walls gripping Rahu's cock, begging for release. "I'm so close..." You whimpered with pleasure, knowing that you wouldn't last long now, as Rahu's fingers continued their teasing caresses, her kisses becoming more insistent, until finally, you erupted in pure bliss, crying out as waves of ecstasy consumed you, making your body convulse around Rahu's hard cock until she, too, groaned loudly, releasing her own orgasm deep inside you.

But Rahu didn't stop there, her cock was still hard inside you, filling you up and making it impossible to move. She leaned in close, her breath hot against your ear as she whispered, "I'm not done with you yet."

With that, she lifted you effortlessly into the air and carried you over to a nearby wall. Before you could even process what was happening, Rahu slammed her hips forward, impaling herself deep inside you once more.

Your eyes widened in surprise at the sudden change of position, but you couldn't deny how incredible it felt to be pinned against the cool surface of the wall by Rahu's powerful body. Her thrusts were deep and forceful, driving you wild with pleasure as she took control of the situation. You clung to her shoulders, moaning loudly as each powerful stroke sent waves of ecstasy coursing through your body.

Rahu continued filling you up again and again until there was a pool of your shared cum forming on the floor beneath her.

As Rahu stopped, you pulled her face closer, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. When Rahu finally broke the kiss, she carried you back to bed and resumed her passionate fucking until it was near dawn.

By then, your bodies were slick with sweat, and the air was heavy with the scent of sex. Both your holes were stretched and leaking Rahu's cum.

"Can't move..." you sighed deeply, you were exhausted, your muscles aching from being stretched and filled for hours on end. Rahu was no different, her body weak from the effort she had just put into making sure you were knocked up.

As she collapsed onto the bed, Rahu pulled you into her embrace, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. "Forgive me," she murmured softly, her voice hoarse from the pleasure you had shared. "I had to make sure your womb was completely filled."

You let out a soft chuckle as you wrapped your arm around her. "I enjoyed it." you murmured, snuggling closer to her and Rahu did the same.

"Get some rest... I'll clean up later." Rahu whispered as she ran her fingers through your hair gently, making you more relaxed.

You gave her a nod, pressing your face against her chest. "I hope you enjoyed your day..." you gave her a squeeze before closing your eyes.

"The best day... thank you." Rahu sighed contentedly, smiling at the sight of you starting to drift off to sleep.

#inou works #rahu x reader #ptn smut #rahu smut #ptn rahu #HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAHU

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lavandulawrites · 15 days

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plzz.. yandere sunday x reader 🙏🙏🙏

A Crimson Dream

Yandere Sunday x reader

Sunday is truly an interesting character. I absolutely adore his eerie vibe.

Masterlist

Warnings: Imprisoned reader, manipulative Sunday, severed limb (not reader’s nor Sunday’s)

Word count: 892

The parlour was dimly lit except for some candles and the exquisite decorated fireplace. The book in your hand had long become boring. You casted a glance across the lavish room. By a perfectly polished mahogany desk, sat Sunday. His face bore a concerted expression. His brows furrowed in a delicate frown as his long fingers gripping a violet fountain pen to the point of almost breaking. He was truly beautiful.

You watched him silently as he wrote. He was a man of elegance, his every movement fluid and planned. “My dare dove, I am so very flattered that you have taken your time to observe me for 15 minutes, but do you not think you should continue reading?” his honeyed voice snapped you out of your little trance.

You swallowed. “I suppose so.”

His yellow eyes found yours. “I think it is time for a break for the both of us” he rose from his chair and made his way over to your seat with long and elegant steps. He placed his gloved hand in front of you and smiled so very sweetly.

His grip on your hand was tight as you walked towards the dining hall. He gave you small glances, while he maintained his graceful demeanour.

A servant opened up the grand doors upon your arrival, with a deep bow.

He leaded you to your designated seating and held out your chair. “I got the chef to prepare something extra exquisite today my dear” he smiled as he took his seat. You interest picked at his statement.

“I can’t wait” you smiled. He had told you the very day that he had you taken to his mansion that you were expected to follow his rules. Which contained of you talking to him with respect.

His pale lips pulled up into a smile. The wings behind his ears fluttered.

You turned your attention to the crystal wine glass filled with blood red wine. The wine reflected your expression. Your eyes had become slightly duller since you had been taken to Sunday’s residence.

The door to the kitchen suddenly opened, which startled you greatly. Sunday chuckled at your reaction. Where it not for his eerie eyes and the unreadable expression of his, the sound would be akin to a gift bestowed upon your pitiful ears from the gods.

A silver dish with a nightingale engraved cloche where sat in front of you. A identical one where placed in front of Sunday. The chef bowed with his hand on his back “I hope it is to your tastes.”

“Oh I am sure it is. Thank you” Sunday smiled. With a wave of his hand he dismissed all the servants, as well as the chef. His gloves where no where to be seen as he lifted the lid of his dish. A delicate arranged lamb dish. “It smells lovely” Sunday hummed as he inhaled the scent.

You extended your arm in order to lift the lid. With a slightly shaky hand, you lifted the lid. Why was your hand shaking?

No.

No this can’t be.

On a blank silver plate in a bed of the greenest lettuce, laid the head of your former boyfriend. His green eyes staring blankly at yours. His brown hair where styled in a perfect sliced back hair style, giving him the appearance of a aristocrat. Which was the opposite of the man you knew. In his mouth were a white rose tainted by blood.

You screamed and pushed your chair back. Your heart hammered in your chest. You could feel bile rising up in your throat.

“What is the matter, love?” Sunday patted his mouth with a clothed napkin. “Do you not like it? I had the chef prefer it especially for you” he tilted his head with a soft smile. His voice as soft as the feathers off his wings.

“How… how could you?” your voice shaky as you furiously tried to blink away tears. The grey haired man looked at you with a intense expression.

“Do you not understand? He was once a hindrance, a disturbance of the harmony” his lips twisted into a eerie smile. “But I rid the world of the disturbance in order to create peace and harmony. For you.”

He rose from his chair and stalked his way over to your seat with determined, but fluid steps. “You are too innocent for this world, too kind. He was a distraction from my love” his golden eyes filled with nothing but obsession and insanity.

Tears rolled down the apple of your cheeks, creating wet rivers. He crunched in front of you and took your hand in his. “Do not cry my dear. Everything is okay now. I will protect you and give you happiness and love” his smile never leaving his expression. A cold hand wiped away your tears so tenderly it almost made you cry more. “Should someone ever try to take you away, I will burn this planet to the ground” his tone smooth “Would it not be beautiful with the sea running red of blood from all of our fiends?” His lips gently kissed your cheek. “Just you wait my dear, we will create a new beautiful world, which will exceed all the dreams one could possibly imagine.”

“Just stay here with me and no harm should come upon you”

#yandere hsr x reader #yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail x reader #yandere honkai star rail #yandere sunday #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x female reader #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #sunday x reader #hsr sunday #x reader

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aphroditelovesu · 5 months

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Since requests are closing in a few days, I just wanted to put another one in. No rush go get it done of course!

I want to request a oneshot/reaction where Alexander gives reader a really, REALLY expensive necklace. Maybe it's a wedding present, a just because present , or something following the birth of the twins. You can decide what you want to do with that 😁!

Also, I keep picturing a necklace made of opal??? Not only is it a stunning gem stone, but it was also thought to be the tears of Zeus in ancient Greece, which would be an interesting tie to Alexander. Again, it's just a suggestion. You can use whatever gemstone you want!

Thanks, and take care ❤️❤️❤️!

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❝ 📜— lady l: this had been sitting in my drafts for a while and I finally decided to write it. I got a little carried away, so it's a little big, but I hope you like it and if you want to order anything else, feel free, anon! Good reading and forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️

❝tw: none, just fluff and very soft!Alexander.

❝📜pairing: yandere!alexander the great x female!reader.

❝word count: 1,308.

Alexander wanted to find something to give you. Something expensive and extravagant, something that would leave you impressed.

He felt like he owed you that. Not only had you given birth to his children, but you were loved by him and he wanted to please you. He thought of several options: a horse, silk clothes, food and even drink. He still wasn't sure what you might like.

Until he had an idea after talking to Hephaestion. He was the one who gave you the idea of giving you a necklace made from a special and rare gem. And he knew it was the right choice to make.

It was no easy task to get a merchant to have the necklace he liked and deemed worthy of you to wear around your delicate neck, but after the fifth try with a different merchant, he finally knew what your gift should be. He decided to gift you with an opal necklace, a jewel that reflected the beauty and mystery of his passion.

It would change color and he would know that it would look beautiful and graceful on your neck. Everything about you was beautiful and graceful, so the necklace would only stand out on you and no one else.

This opulent piece was adorned with the most dazzling opals that could be found in the entire Empire. Each stone sparkled with vibrant colors, dancing like the aurora borealis reflected in the starry night. The necklace was a unique treasure, a harmony of opalescent hues, displaying hues of celestial blue, emerald green, and royal purple.

The merchant who sold it told him a story about the necklace and it was this story that convinced him to buy it. According to the Persian merchant, legend said that opals were gifts from star spirits, who bestowed their blessings on those who used them with love and wisdom. The necklace was not just a piece of jewelry, but a source of magical power. Its colors and reflections were believed to contain the essence of nature, connecting the wearer to the spiritual realms and bringing fortune and protection.

Whoever owned the opal necklace was seen as a keeper of ancient secrets, an heir to the ancient magic that flowed through the precious stones. It was said that opal possessed the ability to amplify intuition and creativity, allowing the wearer to see beyond the ordinary, opening doors to new possibilities and inspiration.

After this explanation, Alexander knew that this necklace must be yours. Not just because of your story, but because of who you were. From when you really came. No one was more worthy than you.

There was also another version of the story that convinced him to buy it. Knowing how religious Alexander was, the merchant also told him that the opal was made from the tears of Zeus. Long ago, at the beginning of Greek civilization, when the gods walked among mortals, Zeus, the mighty king of the gods, shed tears of joy and sorrow over human fate. These tears, upon touching the earth, transformed into radiant stones known as opals, carrying within them the duality of emotions of the great god.

Thus was born the opal, a legendary gem forged by Zeus' own tears. Each stone was shaped from divine emotions, capturing the essence of heaven and earth. Its unique iridescence reflected not only the colors of the rainbow, but also the contrasting feelings of joy and sadness, hope and despair, harmonized in an eternal dance of light and shadow. Ancient sages believed that the necklace was not just a manifestation of beauty, but rather a link between mortals and the gods. It was said that whoever wore the opal necklace would be enveloped in the protection of Zeus and would have the divine wisdom to navigate life's challenges.

And maybe when little Aella grew up, he could give her a necklace similar to the one he chose for you.

He smiled at the thought and with the necklace inside a small wooden box with gold ornaments, he walked to the room you shared in the Babylonian palace. Straightening his posture, Alexander knocked on the door and after hearing a soft ''come in'', he opened the door and smiled widely when he saw you sitting in a padded chair with Aella in one arm and Cyrus in the other. He fell silent when he realized the twins were asleep.

You looked at him and smiled softly when you saw what he had in his hands. Alexander placed the box on a table next to the bed and approached you, carefully taking Cyrus in his arm. You smiled lovingly when you saw him cuddling the baby in his arms.

Whispering, Alexander says, ''I have something for you.''

You smiled and asked curiously, ''What is it?''

Alexander carefully picked up the box with the arm that wasn't swinging Cyrus and placed him on your lap, looking at you expectantly. You smiled and opened the box with a little difficulty due to the sleeping child in your arms. Your eyes widened when you saw the lush opal necklace. You had never seen such beautiful jewelry.

Alexander, who was watching you like a hawk, smiled at you.

''Alexander, that's…'' You swallowed and took the necklace in your hand, carefully observing its details. The necklace was a magnificent piece, a heavenly masterpiece that captivated the eyes of all who dared to gaze upon it. Every aspect of the necklace was a symphony of intertwined beauty and magic.

The centerpiece of the necklace consisted of a main opal, a generously sized gem that radiated an unparalleled iridescent glow. This central opal was an explosion of celestial color, with soft, shimmering hues that moved like an aurora borealis trapped within the gemstone. Its tones ranged from the deep blue of twilight to the lush green of enchanted forests, and occasional glimpses of the deep red of divine fire.

Around the main opal, a series of smaller opals were skillfully arranged, forming a necklace that seemed to have been woven by the stars' own hand. Each smaller gem had its own color personality, some glowing an ethereal blue, others a crystalline green, and still others with purple and gold hues reminiscent of the sun setting over distant mountains.

The structure of the necklace was as intricate as the reflections of the opals. Delicate strands of gold wove between the gems, creating a sparkling frame that complemented the iridescence of the opals. Small, intricate metal sculptures, decorated with designs that resembled star constellations, adorned the necklace, giving it an aura of ancient magic.

''Do you like it?'' Alexander asked after you remained silent, observing the necklace with a strange expression.

''I loved it.'' You whispered, admiring the necklace. Alexander walked over to you and took the necklace from your hands and placed Cyrus back in your arms, careful not to wake him. He stood behind you and removed your hair from your neck, placing the magnificent necklace around your neck. You closed your eyes when you felt the touch of his calloused fingers on your skin and sighed when the necklace was placed on you.

''I'm glad, it suits you.'' He kissed your neck affectionately and you closed your eyes, smiling.

Alexander leaned closer to your ear and whispered, ''When I heard the story about the opal… I knew it would have to be yours and yours alone.''

You opened your eyes and turned your head, looking at him. ''And what is this story?''

Alexander smiled widely and after kissing your forehead, he began to tell you both stories he had heard from the merchant. You just listened in silence, delighting in his words, with your sleeping children on your arm and the weight of the beautiful necklace around your neck.

Your small, loving family.

#history #yandere history #yandere historical characters #yandere alexander the great #yandere alexander the great x reader #alexander the great x reader #tlq #the lost queen #reaction #imagine #o- anon #yandere imagine #yandere reaction

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cloudwisp · 4 months

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𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 · 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰

contents: fluff. pre-relationship. mentions of the three moon sisters from an in-game book 'moonlit bamboo forest'. 500 wc.

You share your first kiss with Wriothesley somewhere on Fontaine’s hilltop near the Opera Epiclese, overlooking the clear waters as moonlight cascades across the verdant lands covered in patches of morning glory flowers.

You both were on your third date, laying on a picnic blanket with a basket of pastries from a popular cafe, freshly brewed tea thanks to his portable set, and rainbow roses he gifted you set aside. It was the only time you could have him all to yourself when the Fortress became unexpectedly busy with him dealing with Fatui spies and unearthing their true goals on marked territory. But it was quickly resolved and everything was back to running smoothly again.

Even when Wriothesley had too much going on his mind, his thoughts always returned to you and your welcomed visits to his office to steal him away from his work. A sliver of a smile rests on his lips when you exchange greetings, and he makes sure to offer you another cup of tea to keep you from leaving too soon. When you have gone back to the surface, he yearns to see you again and have you close to him—just as you are now.

He likes the feeling of your soft hand in his rough and calloused ones and the sweet sound of your voice, even as you tell him about the legend of the three moon sisters while gazing upon the radiant and timeless orb that's said to be a corpse. But Wriothesley was more interested in you than the sovereigns of the night sky and the tragic fates bestowed unto them. Though, he listened intently to your every word his eyes never once wavered from the opalescent glow filtering your beautiful face, memorizing every minute detail of your expressions and the moments leading up to it. . .

Then you both went quiet and you turned your head to look at him. You can feel his hand tighten around yours as he leans in impossibly close, his breath mingling with yours as he points out that you have something on the corner of your mouth—a crumb from the pear tarlet you nibbled on a while ago. “Here, let me. . .” He sweeps his thumb against your tender skin at first, then your heart skips a beat and heat spreads throughout your body when he fully presses his lips there.

When he draws back, he searches your face for anything that tells him he didn't scare you off even when the mutual interest was already made clear. Yet a shadow of doubt weighs in the back of his mind because deep down he was starting to fall for you, and he hopes what you might feel for him is real and true. And so, the night air became sweeter in the way your lips stretched into a smile that was warm and inviting, and he knew at that moment his world would shift to revolve around you. “How about a proper first kiss?”

He dips in again for another taste, embracing the softness of your lips and pulling you closer until it is just the two of you, your ever-growing love, and the heavens as your witness.

꒰ note ᰔ there was nothing there, he just wanted to kiss you. ꒱

#ᨳ ₊˚ 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐩.𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 #wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley x you #wriothesley fluff #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines

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deepouterspacecandy · 11 days

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Next of Kin

The pregnant reader requests are so sweet, I swear I'm not ignoring them. All of your messages and requests have been great and they mean a lot to me. I'm under the weather right now so I apologize big time for the slow updates and responses. I hope this drabble scratches the itch until I'm back. 18+ only.

What if Abby's girlfriend is the pregnant one in TLOU2?

Oh, there will be no more running from the infected or putting yourself in harm’s way. This comes to an end immediately.

She’ll be reluctant to let you lift anything, even when it’s safe to do so and even when you’re capable. Abby knows it drives you nuts, and it’s the one thing she doesn’t compromise on.

However, not all her doting bothers you.

Your heart swells with tenderness for Abby as she reaches out to grasp your elbow while you climb the stairs and drops to her knees to tie your shoes when bending becomes more challenging. Her duty is to make sure you get the nutrients you require, and she tirelessly hunts for any pregnancy related books she can find.

When Manny tells her that orgasms can trigger labour, she blushes furiously and groans at him to knock it off.

“It’s not like that,” she mumbles.

It is like that. Abby is deeply in love with you.

I don’t think she takes you back to the Stadium, though. I imagine she quietly settles beside you, observing your peaceful slumber, while wrestling with the weight of her actions as the renowned Scar hunter. Memories of her dad resurfacing to remind her of the dreams and aspirations he held for her. As she defects from the WLF, a small crew of soldiers joins her, eager to fight for a new cause.

In the beginning, she might feel too self-conscious to sing to your belly, but once your baby bump becomes more noticeable, she will seize any opportunity to touch and connect with you, as long as you are comfortable with it.

She is hell bent on finding a community with a medical team.

I see Abby as the girl who is by your side for every ultrasound.

The moment she experiences the baby kick, her eyes meet yours in disbelief, as if she’s overwhelmed by the extraordinary gift bestowed upon her by the world. When she lays eyes on the growing life inside you, her role as your protector becomes an eternal vow.

It’s not often that she cries, but if she misses an appointment because her assignments run late or there is an unexpected problem, it would be one of those few occasions. Trying to hide her emotions from her squad, she will steal a glance at her watch and clench her teeth, struggling to keep her lip from quivering.

The next time she cries will be the night your son is born, and she cradles him in her arms for the first time.

Abby surprises you by building a crib with her own two hands, meticulously sanding, and staining the wood. The day she finally confesses her love out loud, you can’t help but notice the pine chips tangled in her hair and the dust that coats her threadbare shirt.

“You’re a mess,” you say, brushing the remnants of her project from her shoulders and watching the particles float gently to the carpet. “I can’t believe you did this for us. It’s beautiful, Abby.”

“I want to be a part of this,” she says, breath catching in her throat as she lifts your hands to her chest. “I want to be yours.”

“You already are,” you murmur.

Although the labour theory that Manny suggested scared her to death, the minute she notices your libido is returning in full force, she goes all in, making the subsequent sexual experience fun and romantic.

She finds beauty in the soft curves and stretch marks that adorn your body, especially when you cannot see it yourself.

Is she a little obsessed with the way you looked during pregnancy? I don’t know, you’ll have to ask her, but she sure as shit adores your body as it is now.

Below the surface, Abigail Anderson may be gentle-natured, but nobody fucks with her son and wife.

#abby the last of us #abby tlou #abby x fem!reader #abby x reader #abby x you #tlou abby #lesbian #abby anderson

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wishfulfilled · 1 year

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「tomie vaunt」

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“Do you really think you’ll stumble on another girl as beautiful as I?”

“But compared to my beauty you’re not even on the scale.”

“Surely those blessed with beauty such as mine have a responsibility to record it before it slips away forever.”

“You think this silly thing captures even a tenth of my beauty?”

“This is just the start of how pretty i can get.”

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my beauty is beyond human comprehension, even though people desperately want to capture it thru music, paintings and sculptures. when people see me they want to decide their entire life to try to encapsulate my allure, gracefulness and magnetic aura. to no avail, i cannot be copied, even the greatest artists wouldn’t be able to even come close to replicating my enchanting, dreamy and surreal visage.

i love myself so much i could look in the mirror for hours on end. absolutely no one and nothing can compare to me. i am prettier then all of the stars in the sky combined, even more beautiful then the most perfect scenery god has bestowed upon earth. it’s like i come from another planet, another universe. no, surely someone as perfect as me must be a gift from god straight from heaven.

i value myself highly and never underestimate myself because i know how powerful i am. i know that i am intelligent, strong and perfect in every possible way. i am very respected and my presence is intimidating, hypnotising and absolutely unforgettable. my aura is intoxicating, addicting and i am not afraid of being myself and i know that everyday i keep evolving and improving mentally, spiritually and emotionally. my personality is extremely charming and people are naturally attracted to me. i only need my own validation.

once people see me they are unable to forget me, people trip over their feet to try and compliment me. when they finally approach me they are so in awe of how even more perfect i am when up close that they suddenly are at a loss of words. people constantly shower me with gifts, write poems about their undeniable love for me and yet it seems like they believe that they will never be able to express their undying love no matter what they do.

when someone looks at me it feels all though all their problems and worries suddenly washed away and they cannot think about anything else then me and how to make me happy. when i give someone even the slightest bit of attention they get filled with bliss, gratefulness. but it’s expected i mean i am completely irresistible and my beauty is undefinable.

no one and nothing can ever compare to me. it simply isn’t possible to surpass my level of knowledge, allure and everything comes so easy for me, it’s like everything is rigged in my favour and i truly don’t have to put in any effort, everything falls into place for me while i just exist being my perfect self. i am healthy, protected and i only have positive experiences. i know myself and i am secure with who i really am, i always get opportunities that lead me to fulfilling my dreams.

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#law of assumption #neville goddard #wishfulfilled #loa #self concept #affirmations #motivation #vaunting #vaunt #tomie kawakami #tomie #junji ito tomie

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ioveartfilm · 2 months

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Maneater

You possess an affinity for wealth, what can you say? You have a passion for spending money on anything that catches your eye. Don’t get me wrong, you’re an independent woman who earns her money on your own with a sustainable career gaining a fair payment. Yet, isn’t enough for you. You wanted more.

So you attend parties whenever your friends extend invitations over the weekend. Dancing the night away and naturally sharing a few kisses with a couple of guys along the way. To be clear, only the ones who are nice enough to hold a conversation and invite you to a drink. When I say “kisses” they are just kisses nothing beyond that. You have to care of yourself first. Well, occasionally. Unless they are worth it.

One evening, at a new expensive club, you lock eyes with the most attractive guy you’ve ever seen. He really was. Fuck. You feared that you may not hold yourself back this time. His hair was a stunning shade of white, complemented by eyes of piercing blue clarity. He wasn’t just attractive; he was absolutely mesmerizing.

“What’s your name, beautiful?” He asked with his charming smile lighting up his face as he stood before you. The night with him passed in a blur, from dancing dangerously close to him to being entirely consumed by his affections in a motel room. His thrusts send you into a dizzying state of euphoria, while your nails are digging into his arms, your moans getting louder with his increasing speed.

“You feel so good, so good. I can’t stop. Please don’t make me stop.” He murmurs incoherent words, as he continues his relentless thrusts, pushing you to your limit. Leaning over, he buried his head into your neck, trapping you beneath his weight, leaving you with no choice but to surrender to him.

He asked for your number afterward, which you find odd the way you gave it to him without hesitation. Soon enough, he started texting you often, becoming a regular presence in your life. You learned he had his own unique sense of humor. He makes you laugh, and you like that. He invited you out, though he didn’t explicitly label it a date. But it definitely had that vibe.

Yup, it was a date.

What you didn’t expect was the place where he took you to; it looked incredibly fancy. How rich is this guy? He paid for both of you. On your second date, he bought you a present. It was a necklace! And its radiance practically shouted luxury. He showered you with nice gifts as if you were his personal to doll to adorn and spoil.

You loved every second of it.

It wasn’t solely the gifts that brought you joy, but also the undivided attention he bestowed upon you. He was a gentleman. Unlike any other guy you dated. But behind closed doors, he unleashes an unrestrained primal energy, leaving you breathless with quivering legs. The way he caresses your breasts with the utmost care, along with how his large hands hold you in place as he drives himself into your body. Whispering words into your ear, things like how your body easily accepted him, how close he felt, by just being inside.

“Give it to me. I can take it.” You whispered imploringly. “If it’s you, I can take it.”

He asked you to be his girlfriend while you were straddling him on his lap, his gaze full of adoration towards you. Obviously, you accepted, how could you not? Over time, you were introduced to his inner circle of friends. There was this guy, named Suguru, Satoru’s best friend and also his childhood friend. Initially, he was wary of you, skeptical about how quickly Satoru made you his girlfriend. Later you learned, that your boyfriend had this crazy ex-girlfriend who left him dry, taking every pen he owned. You can’t deny what drew your attention was his wealth.

You can love him and his wallet.

Five months later, he proposed to you, confessing how he couldn’t live without you. While you imagined the scenario of becoming his wife, dressing nicely for him eagerly awaiting him every day.

“Marry me. I will make sure you get anything you need. I will provide for you and our children. I will make sure you don’t move a single finger.” That idea pleases you deeply.

And there you are, married to Gojo Satoru. One of the wealthiest CEOs, residing in a grand mansion, while raising your two toddlers. Even if one day Satoru decides to divorce you, you would receive 50% of his monthly income.

Author’s Note: For all my girlies who wishes for a rich dilf. Including me.

#gojo x reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk #jjk fanfic #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo imagine #jujutsu gojo #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojou satoru x reader #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x y/n #gojo x you #gojo saturo

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shxnigxmi · 6 months

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[𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐏!𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒] [ᴍᴀsᴄ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

What I imagine it’s like being married to Soap—

ᴄ/ᴡ: soft relationship hc’s, a few slutty ones, wee bit of smut and nsfw themes, testosterone shots, mentions of dysphoria, written with both in mind cause sergeant soap is such a cutie pie but captain mactavish is so fucking sexy like— sir?? EXCUSE ME SIR!🧍🏽

🔞 MINORS/FEM!ALIGNED DNI 🔞

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Hubby!Soap who would do anything and everything you asked him to without question or hesitation, literally so eager to please you that he’d commit war crimes if you told him to (obviously you wouldn’t but he’s just that down bad for you) (also he’s already got plenty of war crimes staining his record, don’t put any more on there)

Hubby!Soap who’d do anything for you if you let him abuse your thighs, he’s a thigh man, and he’d burn the world to the ground if it meant you’d let him go wild on your deliciously thick thighs, man’s folds immediately if you let him rest his head on your thighs (you may will definitely get bitten so beware)

Hubby!Soap who loves absolutely everything about you, your personality, your attitude, your body.. literally he could not tell anybody a flaw about you if they were to ever ask— he thinks of you as perfection, a divine gift the gods graciously bestowed upon him

Hubby!Soap who shamelessly ogles you anytime and anywhere, if he’s not groping you inappropriately (consensual of course, with you smacking his chest after the yelp you let out when he snuck up on you to pinch your ass) then he’s undressing you with his eyes

Hubby!Soap who will absolutely tie your shoes without you telling him to, he’d drop to his knees in front of you any day of the week, and you blush hard every time he ties up your shoes or undoes the laces and takes them off at the end of a long day

Hubby!Soap who is the definition of chivalry, he adores and treasures you so much, he won’t let you open a door for yourself, treats you to dinner often, buys your large bouquets of flowers and expensive chocolates

Hubby!Soap who melts whenever you treat him with as much adoration as he shows you, whenever you just love on him he’s instantly putty in your hands

Hubby!Soap who’s favorite spot (besides laying on your thighs or having his head between them) is your chest, he loves when you cradle him close and comb your fingers through his mohawk or scratch your nails over the buzzed sides, he loves listening to your heart against his ear, and he loves the goosebumps that erupt all over your skin when he pressed gentle kisses to the scars beneath your pecs, if you haven’t had top surgery yet he’d kiss your stomach and garner the same reaction

Hubby!Soap who loves it when you ride his face, locking you against his mouth with thick forearms over your thighs to prevent you from pulling up in overstimulation— in which he’s made you cum so much you saw stars, he uses a technique he knows you loves because it makes his facial hair scratch again the sensitive skin of your inner thighs

Hubby!Soap who worships the very ground you walk upon, and who worships and praises you in bed all the time “so perfect for me” and “you’re absolutely divine bonnie” or “i’d do absolutely anything for you” and “you’re everything to me and so fuckin’ perfect”

Hubby!Soap who loves kissing your neck because it makes you giggle and he adores that adorable sound of yours, folds every time he hears it so he kisses your neck to draw it out of you

Hubby!Soap who gives you his undivided attention after coming home from an extensive assignment that kept him away from you for a longer period of time, taking care of you and holding you in his arms

Hubby!Soap who goes weak and willingly submits to your whims if you sit on his cock and ride him like there’s not tomorrow, he loves it when you seat yourself all the way down and grind on him, the feel of your heavenly walls fluttering and clenching around him makes him believe in a god— because he swear he sees the motherfucker every time you do that

Hubby!Soap who loves waking up in your arms, cuddles closer to you in the early hours of the dawn and relished in the warmth of your body against his

Hubby!Soap who gets jealous easily, who can and will teach you a lesson on who you belong to if you decide to make the unwise choice of fanning that jealousy by flirting with other men or openly expressing “interest” in guys at the bar (you were finessing free drinks out of creeps who spoke to you first and wouldn’t take no as an answer, jealous husband is just a bonus)

Hubby!Soap who facetimes you and calls you whenever he can if he’s on assignment, he’d always find time no matter what because he just loves you so much

Hubby!Soap who’s possessive and will never go out in public without touching you in some way, his hand in the back pocket of your pants, his arms around your waist holding your hip, or wrapped around his shoulders as you walk beside him, your hand reaching up to the one around your shoulders to lock your fingers together

Hubby!Soap who your whole family is fond of, your mama loves him, your dad respects him and your younger siblings adore him (if you’re not in contact with your family then it’s close friends who wholeheartedly approve of him)

Hubby!Soap who loves being domestic with you, going with you to the grocery store, cooking dinner, cleaning the apartment you share, anything that involves spending time with you he loves

Hubby!Soap who would absolutely adopt a shelter cat with you, she’s a tortie and she adores him (she loves you too, just loves him a whole lot more)

Hubby!Soap who would play Animal Crossing or Minecraft with you, both of you laid out on the couch in cozy pajamas and all cuddled up together as you built villages together (he’d burn your house to the ground because he’s an asshole, but he wouldn’t even consider doing it unless he knew for sure you’d also find it funny)

Hubby!Soap who loves holding you in his arms just as much as he loves being in yours, he knows you find immense comfort being held lovingly by him so he loves cradling you close

Hubby!Soap who will take such good care of you if you ever have a dysphoric episode, where you feel absolutely god awful and just want to hide away from everything and everyone, he’ll start a bath for you with scented candles, bath salts and your favorite bubble bath, he’ll cook you dinner and he’ll hold you as long you need him to, anything he can do to make you feel better he’ll do it without hesitation

Hubby!Soap who would help you take your testosterone if you struggled, who’d help you monitor how long your binder was on if you haven’t had top surgery, and he’d love on your scars if you have

Hubby!Soap who loves the idea of starting a family with you, will listen attentively and input his opinions during a heartfelt and serious conversation regarding the topic, if you want to carry he’ll be there every step of the way, if you want to adopt he’d take time off to hold your hand throughout the process, if you want a surrogate he’ll follow your lead in choosing one that you both can trust with this

Hubby!Soap who would also respect your choice if a family isn’t something you wanted, he’d still love you all the same and just as passionately, because maybe kids just aren’t for you or maybe you just want a life with him and him only for as long as it lasts, either way he’d be respectful of your decision and still adore you to the ends of the Earth

Hubby!Soap who sometimes will need you more than you need him, who will sometimes get into these headspaces in which he doesn’t think he’s good enough, not for you, not for the military, not for anything, and you’re always always there to reassure him and support him, cuddling him close or massaging his tense muscles, whispering praises and promised of love and adoration to him as he cuddles you close

Hubby!Soap who you love stealing hoodies from, because of how much bigger they are on you and because of how much they smell like him

Hubby!Soap who just loves and adores you so much

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a/n: want this man so fucking bad it ain’t even funny

#callofduty #cod x male reader #x male reader #cod mw2 #male reader #male reader smut #john soap mactavish #soap x male reader

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rinbowaman · 5 months

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Okay I saw this vid about a girl giving the strap of her bra to her bf so he can wear it as a bracelet, and now I’m curious if heethan would be into that aswell🤭

“I Wanna Know What Love Is (I Want You to Show Me.)”

Warnings: hint of smut, hints/mentions of Somnophilia (consensual or dubcon), hints of breeding kinks (symbolized by flowers)....think that's it.

You chuckle as you read off the last message. Heeseung can be so bold with his words of affection, sometimes, it truly does make you wonder how he came to be obsessive. Were you really all that to him? its silly to ask, considering it had been over a year since you both met, fell in love, and united in this rather unique relationship.

You watch as he pulls up against the curb, and as always, he steps out and greets you with a hug, smile, and a kiss atop your head. He sits you in the passenger seat before getting back in, then drives off. you waited until you both arrived at his dorm room before bestowing your gift. "here..." you softly whispered as you dangle the item from your finger.

He studied the gift for a moment before reaching for it. What an interesting gift it was...he'll never guess what it was–

"it's your bra strap..." his deep voice punctures your thought as he correctly guessed the material that you had turned into a bracelet.

"H-how did you know?"

he loops the item with his index while lifting his face slightly enough to show an eye under the bill of his cap; a smirk accompanies the gleam from the heavy casted shadow. "It's my favorite one." he winked as he spoke out, chuckling while he placed the leather strap around his wrist.

You were shocked to find how attentive he really was to your lingerie set, to the point where he could automatically tell where the material came from. Your leather and mesh bra had torn, and you wondered what to do with the pretty leather straps since they were too nice to merely toss out. You got the idea of turning them into matching bracelets, with small trinkets to represent the meaning of your union. Heeseung had the sun trinket, and you had the flower, that of which only thrives because of the sun. It was all so fitting, and they went well with the fine leather material that you couldn’t contain yourself, you just had to make them. But you were a bit embarrassed that he was able to deduce where you got the materials.

“Well…do you like it?” you asked, watching as he lifts his hand, admiring how the sun trinket dangles under his wrist. “Love it.” he simply remarks.

“My bra tore up and I wanted to make use of the straps.” you explained as you slipped your own bracelet on, showing him the matching flower trinket.

“Huh…well I would have expected that.” he states, again so calmly and placid. You raised your brows in response as he shifted his sharp gaze over to you.

“What do you mean?” he smirks once more upon hearing you inquire about his statement, to which he gleefully bites down on his bottom lip and explains.

“Ah…that’s right, you were too sleepy to recall how it all started that night.”

“....What night?”

“The night I woke up and found you all too irresistible to leave alone…so I undid your bra with my teeth and tore it apart.”

“When was this?? I don’t remember you–”

“You woke up as I was in mid-thrust and reached up for my neck and whispered ‘deeper’....remember?

You found yourself melting as you now recalled the night Heeseung spoke of. You woke up feeling an immense fullness in your gut, a throbbing rod pulsating and beating against your walls as you opened your eyes to pitch darkness, and hearing only his grunts and heavy breathing while he had himself fully inserted. The grooves and veins of his cock ribbed for your pleasure as he thrusted in and out; it was the most delightful way to wake up, despite it being 2 am in the morning on a school night. You wanted more, so you had reached up and delicately wrapped your arms around his thick neck, running your fingers through his shaggy hair as you begged for him to do more…it was during your ovulation period, so how could anyone blame you?

“...Heeseung!”

“Don’t even, y/n. You were begging for it.”

“But I really liked that bra! Besides, you took total advantage. I was ovulating.”

He lunges over and smacks his palm against the wall, caving you in as his chest faintly presses against your breasts. With a malicious grin, yet his face remaining ever so handsome, he tells you mercilessly, “still doesn’t change the fact that you said…’deeper’.”

His free hand rises, the tips of his fingers trail upwards and slowly lifts the hem of your shirt, revealing your mid torso. He continues to move up, until he reaches the lining of your bra, delicately cradling your left breast. He leans in and whispers into your ear…

“How about it, babe?...Want me to go in….deeper?”

You slightly nod, finding his mannerism and that deep, dark voice of his too irresistible. He was your man after all, how could you say no?

“Yeah? How about harder?”

“Mm….yes….”

“What about ‘faster’?”

“Y-yes….”

“Does my pretty little flower feel like blooming?”

“Mm…mmhmm…” you nod once more with shaky breaths.

“Well…” he drifts as he unclasps your bra from behind. Once you feel the release of pressure snap, with the band loosening instantaneously, he reaches down and snakes his cunning fingers up your skirt, rubbing your clit ever so gently. “The sun is ready to shine. So come show me the little flower bud and I’ll make it bloom…maybe even make other little flowers out of it. Would you like that, pretty? Hmm?....You want me to plant baby roses and make things bloom forever?"

Before you could answer, he snaps a whisper against the helix of your ear. "Say yes."

"...Y...yes.....yes....."

He may not have a green thumb, but that didn't stop Heeseung...and his Ethan side from planting thousands, perhaps millions, of baby roses....and as he did so, you felt them all blooming inside as he went in deeper....harder...and faster.

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the-travelling-witch · 1 year

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ Anemo as the 5 Love Languages ﾟ☾. ࿐

summary: everyone gives affection a different way, so how about our favourite anemo users?

pairings: xiao : venti : scara : heizou : kazuha x gn!reader

warnings: minor spoiler for 3.3 archon quest [scara]

a/n: wow this really sat in my drafts since august, so much so that i still had aether in instead scara (so sorry, love)

XIAO

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Gift Giving ࿐ྂ

Xiao is still very new to relationships in general, romantic ones even more so, seeing as he kept others at least an arm length away at all times, so the prospect of openly showing his affection is daunting to him

He knows he’s not the best with words, thinks his statements are too blunt and sharp to deliver these confusing feelings in his chest, and he’s wary of his karmic debt tainting you if he reaches for you

So he settled for something familiar to him; by giving you adeptus charms, not only is he warding off evil spirits, he’s also bestowing a handmade gift upon you, something he’s observed mortals doing throughout the millennia, no matter the era

Before, he merely thought they were doing it to appease their partners, but after the first time he gave you a protective charm, he felt his heart flutter at your genuine gratitude and a warm sensation flooding his chest at the heartfelt smile you gave him

He was absolutely hooked

From then on out, he not only made you little talismans but also beaded accessories and decorative trinkets or brought back things he saw while doing his duty and thought you might like

And do not get him started on the rush of excitement he feels when he sees you tying them to your clothes or bag, proudly showing off his gifts or diligently caring for the flowers sitting pretty in a vase

When he asked you about it and you merely replied “It’s like you’re always with me” as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, Xiao needed some time to get his thoughts and emotions back in order

Maybe showing affection wasn’t so bad after all…

VENTI

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Physical Touch ࿐ྂ

Of course it takes two for this love language to be established but Venti is the one initiating physical contact most of the time

It’s mostly small touches throughout the day, like pushing a strand of hair out of your face or straightening out your clothes when he notices some creases; it’s also very adorable when he latches onto your arm to show you something or swings your intertwined hands around when walking together

Despite being in a relationship already, Venti has made up his mind to try and woo you all over again in your day to day life, so expect the brush of his knuckles on your cheek or a cheeky kiss to the back of your hand

He also loves it when you sit next to him or in his lap (or he in yours) while he sings and plays the lyre; if someone makes the trip out to Windrise on a sunny day, there’s a high likelihood they’ll hear a soft melody accompanied by joyous giggles

All that being sad, Venti also uses physical affection to be a brat (<3)

From clinging to you, so you wouldn’t be able to get up to draping himself over you from behind while you’re working, it’s all a ploy to monopolise your attention but he’ll stop if it’s genuinely bothering you

Playfulness aside, there’s one element of physical touch that only comes to show when it’s solely the two of you, often late at night when the world has gone quiet and ugly memories are rearing their head

Whether it’s him holding you or you holding him, the weight of your body against his, hands trailing each others’ skin and warmth being shared, it helps ground him in the present and serves as a welcome reminder that you’re still here next to him, safe and sound

SCARAMOUCHE

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Acts of Service ࿐ྂ

If directly confronted with the topic, Scara would merely scoff at the notion of being in love or being „soft“ for you but as always, his actions speak louder than words

He subconsciously looks out for you without giving the matter too much thought, making sure you’re okay and taken care of almost like it’s second nature to him

Ever since the Irminsul incident, he’s become more aware of his relationships and his treatment of the people around him and while he’s still far from being soft-spoken and lovey-dovey, he’s trying to come to terms with his feelings for you and also acting on them

Scara wouldn’t ever tell you but he’s truly scared his words would come out wrong if he tried to tell you verbally or he‘d somehow hurt you when initiating physical contact (although he’s so careful with you ), so he finds it safer to do small tasks for you, trying to make your life a little more comfortable

It started out as him just wanting to make sure you‘d consider him useful to you, so you wouldn’t abandon him, but with a lot of reassurance from your side he grew more secure in your relationship and found genuine joy in doing little things for you and gladly baskes in your gratefulness (even if he gets a little too smug about it, just bear with it)

HEIZOU

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Quality Time ࿐ྂ

Lives can be stressful and hectic, keeping two people from seeing each other as often as they’d like; that’s why for Heizou every second he can spend with you is to be cherished

More often than he’d like, his job has him investigating far away from home for an indefinite amount of time and all he wants to do when he comes back is indulge in your presence until he’s satisfied

One of his favourite activities has to be solving puzzles with you; whether it’s jigsaw or some kind of logic puzzle, he’s genuinely enjoying seeing your thought process just as much as having you next to him

Likewise, just doing your own respective thing while existing in the same space is a very welcome form of calming down and unwinding; there’s something rather domestic about it and it’s making him all giddy (he is a romantic at heart)

He’s also found that whenever he's stuck on a case, talking things through with you helps tremendously; you don’t necessarily need to provide any professional input or expertise but just listening to him while he goes through all the available clues out loud provides him with a new angle on the situation; obviously, he will patiently sit and listen whenever you need to vent or clear your head as well

KAZUHA

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Words of Affirmation ࿐ྂ

Is it a surprise that Kazuha’s giving love language is words of affirmation?

With his natural aptitude and interest in poetry of all sorts, he supposes it only makes sense he would love to show his affection for you in the most expressive way he can

One thing about Kazuha, every word he speaks, he also means; so while he showers you in praise and reassurance, it’s always genuine and you can hear it in the sincerity of his voice and see it in the certainness of his pen strokes

Subconsciously or not, even when he’s not trying to write about you, he’ll often find a familiarity in his works as he examines them afterwards, smiling fondly at the notion of you inspiring him without even trying; a muse he couldn’t forget even if he wanted to

So while you’ve come to expect his smooth compliments, you never know what form they might take; one day he is reciting his newest haiku to you, the next you find a half finished sonnet on the margin of a random piece of paper or you wake up to a carefully worded letter on your bedside table

Although, one thing that never changes, is the way he whispers sleepy confessions and sweet nothings into your ear while you’re both snuggled up in bed at night, the sound of his calm voice lulling you into a peaceful slumber (and don’t think you’re leaving his side without equally affectionate words in the morning)

tagging: @mccnstruck @teyvattales @silentmoths @ainescribe @meimeimeirin @dustofthedailylife @nsojbbkkm

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