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by-tea · 2 years

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author note: i saw these and thought of changkyun immediately.

summary: changkyun gets his nails done.

pairing: changkyun x gn! reader

word count: 723

Changkyun had to admit that painting his nails black was only a little impulsive. He just didn’t want to see the gunk that found its way under his nails. It became something kind of practical and soothing after a while. And although black had always been his go to colour, his interest in expanding his colour palate was piqued when he saw your little home salon set up.

Changkyun had been endlessly curious about your salon set up the moment he saw it. He had known you worked from home as a beautician of some kind, but the details hadn’t been addressed yet. He guessed they would be addressed now. He left you in the living room mid-way through the movie because he needed to use the bathroom, but stumbled into the home salon instead. With his curiosity piqued, Changkyun scanned over the room taking in the décor and the actual set up of the room. He walked further in, running his hand along the neatly tucked sheets on the foldout bed, while admiring the products you displayed on your shelf.

He was looking through the colour samples when the door creaked and you stood leaning against the door frame. Fond smile and resigned shoulders. It was as if you knew he wouldn’t be able to resist. You asked him jokingly, “are we finishing the movie tonight or do you want your nails done?”

His eye brows creased for a second. “Would you?”

“Do your nails?”

“Yeah.”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Societal norms and expectations?”

“I’m honestly a little more afraid of your company and stylist’s opinions.”

“I’m cute enough to get away with it for a while.”

You snicker. Of course he was. Changkyun probably got away with a lot more than he’d consciously know of. “Are you sure though?” You definitely weren’t kidding about his management’s opinions though.

“Yeah, it’s fine. We aren’t promoting at the moment. They can’t dictate what I do during my break.”

You stand by your desk and pull out some nail tools from the steriliser, gesturing for him to sit on the chair across from you. His palms rest on the small foam roller as you inspect his hands. Soft. Much softer than you realised. His cuticles needed some cleaning, his nails were bare, but had a healthy sheen. You tapped and squeezed the ends and were rewarded with newfound flexibility and a satisfying tap. Changkyun’s nails were doing much better compared to the last time you had checked them.

“Did you use the oil pen I gave you?”

“Yeah. Twice a day like you said.”

You hummed in satisfaction, considering how soft his palms were. He definitely stole your favourite hand cream as well. You could forgive the slight though. His hands were just so soft. You hadn’t realised you were so excited until Changkyun poked your cheek, eyes questioning your sudden mood change.

“What’s that look for? Are you really that excited?”

“Yeah. I’ve got a few ideas I wanna try out.”

“You’re cute. Have fun, go nuts.”

You grinned at his permission and started. It definitely wasn’t the way you had expected to spend your Saturday afternoon, but the end result was definitely worth it. A majority of the time you had spent on the individual nail designs, with the cute smiley faces and sparkling stars being your favourites. Changkyun on the other hand, was a little mesmerised by the cute warped black and white checkerboard on his thumbs. He kept staring until you gently positioned his hands for a picture, fingers curled towards his palms. You had to post this on your account. The simple colour palate and pop punk designs would add more variety to your Instagram posts.

Changkyun continued to admire his nails even as you switched off half the room lights, and the smiley faces lit up. The neon yellow and orange are a stark contrast to the black nail polish. A childlike glee took over as he excitedly yelled about the UV sensitive nail polish. You barely managed a decent photo and video, before Changkyun had pulled his hands from yours to cup your cheeks as he dotted delighted kisses all over your face. He pulled away to quickly peck your lips, grin intact.

“Babe. This is so fucking cool.”

You felt your cheeks burn. Yeah. Definitely worth it.

#monsta x drabbles #im changkyun x reader #i.m x reader #changkyun x reader #monsta x x reader #monsta x fluff #monsta x fanfic #monsta x fic #mx fanfic #mx fluff #mx drabbles #kpop fanfic #fanfic #my wriiting #tea writes #popz

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twisted-tales-of-all · 7 months

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Summary: anon request- ‘73 & 75 with Dom Shownu!! thanks in advance 💕’

73 - "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it." || 75 - "You know, you look real pretty when you cry."

Pairing: Shownu x afab!reader Genres/tropes: non-idol!AU, coworker!AU, office!AU, boss and secretary!AU, smut, drabble Word Count: 633 Warnings: exhibitionism, office sex, clothed sex, unprotected sex, rebound, cursing once or twice, degradation (of a third party), cuckolding (kinda?), HR clearly doesn’t exist with the way Shownu speaks

Despite the shitshow that happened last night, you make it to work on time and properly dressed. You make your way straight to your boss's office to ask for your tasks for the day. Unable to keep your normally cheery persona, he notices and asks whether you're alright.

Releasing a deep sigh, you confess, "Last night wasn't fun. I'm sorry for letting it affect my attitude at work, sir."

"Do not apologize. Life happens. If you don't mind me asking, what happened last night?"

Shocked that he's taking an interest in your personal life, you quickly explain that your now ex-boyfriend blew up at you and left you crying on the side of the road. You can see his agitation through his white knuckles and clearly visible neck veins, so you try not to mention that the man you're talking about is a coworker, but it seems he already knows.

"And he has the gall to prance in here happily like nothing happened? How dare he treat you this way."

Something about the care in his words makes you release the tears you've been fighting all morning. He nonchalantly passes you the tissue box and waits silently for you to finish crying before speaking again.

"You know, you look real pretty when you cry. Although I never want your tears to fall from heartbreak like this, I find it fascinating that you remain gorgeous despite being in such a vulnerable state."

Dissecting his words, you begin to wonder whether Shownu has thought of you outside of the innocent idea of coworkers. Your mind connects so many dots that may or may not actually mean anything - the proximity of your ex's desk to Shownu's office, your promotion from intern directly to his personal secretary, the number of tasks he gives that keeps you in his sight.

Without thinking, you blurt out, "Sir, do you like me?"

Caught off guard, he stands up and begins pacing the room. Looking out the window and seeing your ex-boyfriend sitting there, however, gives him the resolve to answer.

"Yes. I have for a while. Sometimes, I want you so bad it hurts. There are times where I've had to leave because my thoughts for you grew inappropriate for work." Without removing his glare from the man on the opposite side of the glass, he admits to everything.

Your curiosity getting the better of you, you question, "Like what?"

He turns around to look you directly in the eye as he answers, "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it. I want to show that idiot out there what he lost."

Looking out at the crew, you find most of the cubicles empty, with everyone out for morning meetings except for your ex. Eager to repay the pain he gave you, you smirk and ask whether your boss is telling the truth. After confirming with him, you take a step forward, take his hand in yours, and tell him to prove it quickly, before the meetings end. Without hesitation, he pulls your face to his and relishes in the taste of your lips. Turning you both around so your back hits the glass, he devours you, victoriously giving you an exhilarating session of rough, almost fully-clothed sex, right behind your oblivious ex-boyfriend, making it all the better for the both of you.

As his thick dick makes you cum, you fail to hold back your moans. With a smirk, Shownu looks at your ex and finds him wide-eyed at the situation, so he keeps eye contact as he pounds into you until he finishes.

Filling you with his warm cum, he mocks your ex, "I bet I'm much better than that asshole anyway. I doubt you screamed like that for him."

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ecoamerica · 25 days

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alagaesia-headcanons · 1 month

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imagining Morzan with a deep, gravelly voice. contrasted with the slightly less deep silky smooth voice I imagine Galbatorix with. men

Morzan's voice rasps subtly through its low tones, rough around the edges and underlaid with a deep rumble that sometimes rises to the surface. Selena's ears perk up the moment she first hears it. She talks to him so she can hear it again more clearly, spoken for her. The gravel gives his words force and weight even when they're quiet, commanding respectful attention. She's never heard anyone else speak with precisely the same quality.

It's undeniably alluring to her, an attraction that greatly overshadows any other impression she gets from the timbre of him. But underneath that distraction, there's something particular about his voice, something it evokes- but even in the rare moments Selena manages to focus on that, she can't put her finger on what it is.

That is, until they're both far away from Carvahall, well and truly entrenched in the wide open world, on their way- as Morzan tells her- to regroup with some companions. Yet it's not a person that comes to meet them, but a monster, making the air throb on thunderous wings. Selena reels and cowers as the dragon descends on them, pulling desperately on Morzan's arm, but he doesn't budge. He gazes up at the creature with calm regard. Selena can only stare with him, flooded with horror, awe, and epiphany of what exactly she's gotten herself into.

A hand settles at the small of her back. "Easy there," Morzan says with a faintly mocking laugh. "If you bolt, he'll chase."

As she listens to him speak while staring up at the beast, it hits her, That's it. The earth shudders when it lands and she trembles with it. He has a dragon's voice. If it could, a dragon would speak the way he does. Morzan approaches and pats its jaw. This is why, she realizes. He learned from its growls and roars.

He smiles sharp. "Come say hello," the Dragon Rider rumbles.

#eragon #inheritance cycle #selena #morzan #my writing #answered ask #mxs #idk what possessed me to write a tiny drabble for this but. here it is #glad to see that morzan post was a hit with yall lol

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ponds-of-ink · 9 months

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Short Ruin-Born Afton (Meme) ...Drabble? - “Always Coming Back”

My brain’s been juggling this idea ever since I realized that there was writing potential in this meme. Too bad MXES doesn’t share the same hype here...

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The security rabbit glided towards the entrance of the power room. His usual glowing smile was all but gone now, as was the cyber-lines’ brightness. Though, given the current circumstances, this was to be expected.

Before he entered into the void-like rectangular passage before him, he stopped to scan his surroundings. The security nodes were online. Purple-tinted energy still surged through the hidden wires of the building. The only thing that one would consider being “off” were the traces of faint blue-and-purple handprints lining the walls. These handprints that actually made MXES perk up rather than fall into a deeper frustration. “Good,” he ‘thought’ to himself, but he really just sent a signal to his personal log. “He’s following me. Just as I intended.”

With a deep ‘inhale’, the rabbit shut his eyes and vanished into the darkness. A hiss of static buzzed his ears. Sign-laden pillars outlined with something akin to LEDs soon greeted him. The walkway before him was narrow, but there was a handrail always ready— And, given what could happen, he was actually thankful for it this time.

MXES floated past each server, checking the color of each outline. All clear for the main stage. All clear in the kitchen. All clear in the Daycare. Good. Now he could focus on more... pressing matters.

He stopped at the end of the hall and turned around. Settings in his program switched on and off. His throat sparked as a temporary voice measure kicked in. His stance shifted while his fighting protocol engaged. All connection to the animatronics severed. They couldn’t help him this time. Not with this threat.

Static lit the other end of the hall. He braced himself.

A second rabbit, skeletal yet unnatural, emerged from the doorway. It stalked around, twitching violently as it surveyed the area. Its bluish heart beat faster as soon as it saw its fellow creature.

MXES approached with a grim expression. “You shouldn’t be here,” he advised sternly. “You are supposed to be locked away in my code.”

The thing stared. “I am Ruin-Born Afton,” it said in a low, growly voice. “I always come back.”

“I am aware,” MXES replied flatly. “You’ve been saying that for the past couple of hours now.” He paused to observe his listener. It just stood there. Not really doing anything. “I would let you off with a warning, but you’ve thrashed plenty of objects here in this reality,” he explained, returning to a more battle-ready posture. “Besides, my protocol states that any threat to the nodes should be treated as such. You are no different.”

The skeleton twitched a little. “I am Ruin-Born Afton,” it stated again, though now somewhat agitated. “I always come back.”

MXES clenched his fists. All of his protocols argued within him. “I’m not sure if the Mimic’s gotten to you or you’ve come to that ‘conclusion’ on your own,” he continued in a stilted tone. “But believe me when I say that you are not the man known as William Afton. You are my beta design from eons ago. Please carry yourself in such a manner.”

Ruin-Born crouched. His heart-rate visibly pounded at an alarming speed. With a guttural snarl, he pounced on the cyber-bunny.

MXES swung the attacker off his arm. He reeled as it recovered from being flung against the floor. He had to figure out a good attack pattern. Fast.

Ruin-Born crawled back onto its feet. Its white pupils fixed on MXES. It lumbered towards him with its skull vibrating and arms swaying.

MXES pulled back his fist and swung it into a punch. His hand managed to knock off the tip of its ear, but it “regrew” within seconds. He uppercut the thing’s jaw, but its body corrected everything. Even body-slemming it only resulted in it being jumbled up for mere moments. This thing was unbeatable.

The other rabbit slowly neared its target. “I am Ruin-Born Afton,” it repeated arrogantly, though still keeping that harsh growl. “I always come back.”

MXES leaned against the railing. He peered into the abyss behind him. He, too, would be unable to “die” here– Especially if he jumped over it and plunged. Maybe he could...?

His ears raised slightly. With a look of resignation, he turned off his fight system. “Before I surrender, I want to ask a question,” he said in a somber tone. “Why do you insist on being the man known as William Afton?”

The other rabbit remained silent.

MXES shook his head. Of course it couldn’t explain that. “Let me ask a different question,” he responded darkly. “Who do you think you are? Answer honestly.”

Its heartbeat quickened. A low chortle emitted from its neck. “I am Ruin-Born Afton,” it answered as if the answer was laughably obvious. “I always come back.”

That answered one question that bounced around in his system. This was not the Mimic’s doing, by some miracle. This was something else entirely. MXES quietly “sighed” in relief as his system’s diagnosis of the creature updated.

...Then a new sensation overrode his code. Something humans would call “a horrible gut feeling”.

He refocused his attention towards his fellow creature. “Then let me ask a second question,” he continued uneasily, though trying to maintain an agitated expression. “If you are ‘Ruin-Born Afton‘, then what am I? A copy of your ghost?”

Ruin-Born trudged forward. Its ever-glowing pupils scanned its anxious audience as it neared. After what felt like an eternity, it stopped a few feet away. It craned its neck to ensure eye contact. Its arm raised and its jaw opened. “I am Ruin-Born Afton,” he announced as he pointed at the security hare. “I always come back.”

MXES’ squarish pupils shrank. Every program froze. “Are you saying... I am the man known as William Afton?“ he asked weakly.

Ruin-Born’s arm lowered. “I always come back,” it emphasized, its twisted body straightening to its full height. “You... always come back.”

All of MXES’ programs broke. He tried to climb over the railing, but even that protocol was overridden by this new wave of information. His voice box attempted to utter some sort of counterpoint, but his internal searching program was too scrambled. To add insult to injury, Ruin-Born vanished right in front of him. The only comfort that this gave was the one good signal that was being logged into his database: Ruin-Born was now back in his original code.

Not that MXES noticed, as he was now furiously digging through the files of his own development history.

#william afton #ruinborn afton #fnaf mxes #fnaf ruin #fnaf memes #fnaf fanfic #drabble?#maybe?#this is a non-canon head-canon by the way #don’t think MX here is Afton #but I’m pretty sure this a... natural?.. conclusion that could happen in-universe #chalk it up to a “nightmare” ig

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dollydaisies · 3 months

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(՞߹ - ߹՞) wanna be able to navigate MONSTA X's section? take a look at this!

☆ - personal favorite ୨୧ - nsfw ♡ - fluff ᘒ - angst

"do you just want, like, ALL OF THEM...?"

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say hello to SOHN HYUNWOO (손현우)! y'know, SHOWNU (셔누)!

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oh, look, it's LEE MINHYUK (이민혁)! ah, so charming!

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it's YOO KIHYUN (유기현)! if i proposed now, would he say yes...?

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wait, CHA HYUNGWON (채형원) is real? i thought he was an angel...

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ah!!! LEE JOOHEON (이주헌)!! AHH!!

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KIM CHANGKYUN (임창균)! he is so heartwarming.

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lee hoseok (이호석)... WONHO (원호)... come home...

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#monsta x! ‎‹𝟹 #mx! ‎‹𝟹 #monsta x #monsta x blurbs #monsta x angst #monsta x fluff #monsta x scenarios #monsta x x reader #monsta x reactions #monsta x drabbles #kihyun! 𖹭 #changkyun! 𖹭 #wonho! 𖹭 #jooheon! 𖹭 #hyungwon! 𖹭 #minhyuk! 𖹭 #hyunwoo! 𖹭 #shownu! 𖹭

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queerofthedagger · 1 year

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Merlin knows when Kilgharrah dies.

Camlann has barely paled in memory, the winter day as ashen as Merlin feels.

Through the numbness, the thread of warmth flickers out.

He finds the snow-covered mountain days later, weariness oppressive in the anticipation of fresh grief.

The grey-gold scales are distinct against the barren landscape. Merlin presses his nose to Kilgharrah’s forehead and weeps for the first time since Avalon.

Hours later, he finds Aithusa watching him, mistrust sharp in her eyes. When he offers her a hand, she breathes a faint trill.

Merlin smiles—brittle, and all the more fitting for it.

-> on ao3

#bbcm #merlin emrys #kilgharrah #aithusa #drabble #lookkkk i wrote a DRABBLE #ME #mx i cannot be concise to save my fucking life!!!#and it's PAIN who could have guessed ha #also no dragon slander in my notes i love that bitch thanks <3 #mona's writing

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laysdimplesareillegal · 10 months

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still not having many girl friends after moving to korea you spent a lot of time with changkyun and the rest of the monstas. doing “girly” things with pillow princess hyungwon like watching fun movies, doing each others nails or seeing what he looks like with your makeup on etc to have fun without needed to go out. meanwhile changkyun starts coming out of his room more and more often to see what you guys are up to and talking about without him. until hyungwon notices, and as always encourages teasing his maknae

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bowlofsoob · 8 months

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BUSINESS PROPOSAL

yeonjun x gender neutral reader

ceo yeonjun x secretary reader drabble, he needs to marry due to his father’s wishes so he chooses the first person he sees, aka you

“What do you mean I need to marry somebody?”

“Mister Yeonjun, I’m merely relaying the message your father sent me. He said you must marry someone to keep the company and produce an heir.”

Yeonjun drops his pen on the desk, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. The young CEO just got here, and his father is already jumping down his throat with things to do. Shit, he learned all of his employee’s names only last week. And his father already wants him to knock up a girl? The fucking balls on the guy.

“Mister Yeon—“ his father’s representative begins.

“Just call me Yeonjun,”

“… Yeonjun, I’m sorry but this is non-negotiable.” his father’s messenger continues, nervously pushing his glasses up.

“I’m going to marry the next person that walks through my office doors. Woman or man. How does that sound,” Yeonjun concedes, lolling his head back to rest on top of his desk chair.

A sigh of relief escapes the man in front of Yeonjun. “Your father would prefer a woman but that’s fine by me, I can negotiate.”

As if on cue, you—his ever so sweet and ever so responsible—secretary swings the door open, two coffee cups in hand.

“Yeonjun, I have your—“ you stop in the doorway, eyes flickering back and forth between the young CEO and the business man standing in front of his desk. “Am I… interrupting something? I can come back.”

Yeonjun almost feels bad for how clueless you’re going to be when he drops this bomb on you. “Actually no, your timing is perfect. I have something to ask of you, Y/N.”

Suspiciously eyeing him, you take a few tentative steps forward and place the coffee on Yeonjun’s desk. “… Yes?”

“Well, Mx Y/N—“ the nervous businessman next to you begins.

“Ah, allow me, if that’s okay.” Yeonjun cuts the man off and he merely lets out a sigh of acknowledgment, scribbling things down on the notepad in front of him.

“If this is about making another powerpoint with everyone’s headshots and names, I already emailed it to you. You need to work on your memory, old man.” the playful smile on your lips from calling Yeonjun old even though he’s only a year older than you quickly disappears as you furrow your brows. What could you have possibly forgotten that he’d asked you to do? “And I set up your lunch with Soobin. Is there anything I’m missing?”

Yeonjun almost has to laugh at your innocent face, wholly unprepared for what’s to come.

“Y/N, let’s get married.”

“Excuse me?”

#txt smau #txt x reader #yeonjun drabble #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun x you #yeonjun x y/n #yeonjun smau #yeonjun fic #yeonjun fics #yeonjun x gender neutral reader

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sangoqueenkoko · 2 months

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NEUVILLETTE

"it's not what you think it is"

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HYDRO MASTERLIST | DRABBLE MASTERLIST

Drabble prompt: page 1: #50 = "it's not what you think it is."

Warnings? Nope! At least, I don't think so.

Contains Furina, Charlotte and Neuvillette of course!

757 words.

Well, well, well...

Look what we have here.

(Y/N), one of Fontaine's best lawyers.

The lawyer every caught criminal wishes to have as their defence, but Celestia forbids it if you are on the opposite side. They will certainly go to jail for whatever crime they committed, no matter how good or bad their alibi. If they're guilty, you will easily find that out. And vice versa.

But here you are, in the Iudex's office, standing in front of his desk as he sat with some paperwork of a court case that had just concluded. You were on the prosecutor's side of a robbery where the criminal took every piece of valuables they could hold and ran.

Ahem.

"Great work today, (L/N), as per usual," Neuvillette said approvingly and nodded as he put the current paperwork on the desk before him. Before he stood up and walked over to you with his usual soft eyes and smile.

You looked up at him as he lightly kissed your cheek.

Yes, you read that right.

You and Neuvillette have been secretly seeing each other without anyone noticing, not even Furina. Every 'date' you both go on is something subtle. It could just talking, he loves listening to you talk. He’s a great listener. And you love listening to him talk, his voice is smooth and calming. If you were to go out on a walk through the city or eat together, you would eat in his office where no one would suspect it, rather than in public. If one were to be let into the office simultaneously, one would think it's an important meeting… somehow, that may last a while, considering if you both eat there.

But when no one is there, things are different. Very different.

Neuvillette isn't one for physical affection, but he likes the kisses on the cheek and the back of the hands. And if he's in a good mood, a small kiss on the lips. Maybe. But that depends on both parties: him as well as you.

Aside from that, another case you were working on was significant; it reached all corners of Fontaine via mouth or The Steambird. Charlotte, whom you had gotten to know more about the more you spoke to her about cases and general day-to-day life. But in terms of work, she was due to talk to you and Neuvillette about the now-concluded trail to write in The Steambird, as the rest of Fontaine want to know what the Iudex and Jurist think of the whole ordeal.

But the two of you talked enough to make you friends.

"Not bad yourself, Monsieur" You smiled in return as you stood on your tiptoes to quickly return the light but sweet kiss. He liked it when you called him that. Not because it is a part of his title, because it is, but you just like saying it. As you aren't from Fontaine, you've never really had to say it, but now you can, you think it rolls off the tongue. "I think it's interesting how you, a stoic yet gentle being, can hold such trials like that yet not let your emotions slip."

"Ah, mon amour, but it's all with time past. I have done this for centuries; I have been used to this routine for a while now," he says as he gently lifts your chin to look at him with his index finger. His soft blue moonstone eyes meet your stunning (E/C) ones.

You both got lost in each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity, but it was only for a few short seconds.

The space between you two closed as he then pulled you closer by your waist before pressing his soft lips against yours. Both of you are immersed in the moment~

FLASH. Followed by a short CLICK.

"Monsieur Neuvillette!" the both of you hear towards the door. You two broke away from the moment before looking in that direction. Only to see an utterly shocked and flabbergasted Furina. Charlotte is standing beside her, Kamera in hand. That would be where the flash came from, "Mx. (L/N)! U-Uh-! What is the meaning of this??!"

Good luck trying to get Charlotte to not write about this in The Steambird this week.

"Lady Furina..!" Neuvillette began in a mild panic, his usual calm and collected demeanour slipping as you gently pushed yourselves apart and away from each other. Both your faces are different shades of blush.

"it's not what you think it is."

it’s exactly what you think it is lmao

#gender neutral reader #genshin drabbles #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #genshin impact neuvillette #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette fluff

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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 2 years

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Yuu is Tired

So idk what this is but I just had an idea for a drabble yk?? A bit angst. Yuu snaps and is GN and is on meds and stuff. I'm get back to reqs afterwards so enjoy

This is also kinda backstory for one of Juatclems reqs I'm working on and potential mean Yuu lore??? Anyways @blushing-concubus since u liked RSA Yuu

The Housewardens along with their vices all sit in Crowley’s office for an annual meeting. By some miracle, Malleus was there, probably because Lilia dragged them, however. As everyone settled in, Crowley took his seat, ready to start the session. “Alright, everyone so today-“

A knock at the door interrupts all of them, “I’m here headmaster, coming in.” You opened the door and visibly stiffened in surprise at everyone there, before giving Kalim a friendly wave back. Your eyes locked with Malleus for a moment, surprised to see your friend here, but a voice snaps you out of your thoughts, “Mx. Yuu, what are you doing here?” Your small smile dropped to confusion. “Did you forget, Headmaster Crowley? You said today you were available to talk to me… You know… About my situation…”

Leona sighed, just wanting to get this meeting over with, he hated prolonging these boring discussions, even more since Malleus was here. Riddle also huffed, such poor planning is making everyone waste their time. Trey put a hand on Riddle's shoulder to calm him. Vil wore the smallest scowl, glancing at the papers in your hand. Crowley looked around at the members there before clearing his throat.

“Ah… Aahhh yes, I totally remember! It was about your way home, yes? Terribly sorry Mx.Yuu but we are having a meeting right now, can’t this wait later.” You paused. Don't get upset. Don't get mad. “Well… I am also a prefect. Maybe I can join in until the meeting ends?” “Yuu, I’m afraid your dorm doesn’t have any other students, this meeting is for actual housewardens.”

Your heart sank at that. Putting off everything yet again. “Well can I just ask you the one question I have? It’ll be quick I swear!” “Mx.Yuu. I am going to have to ask you to leave.” “Right…” You sounded dazed for a moment.

You’ve been trying to have this conversation with him for a full year now. A year has passed with no information regarding your situation. And there has been no support for you as a foreign student both mentally and academically. You've spent a year here in total darkness with no support. “Sorry but uh… I’m not leaving until we discuss this.” “Pardon?”

"I mean…” You refused to bite your tongue now. “It’s not like you would have considered anything they say anyways. You would just drop all your work on me again like you usually do after threatening my basic right to food.” Besides Ruggie choking back snort, the room went deathly silent. “Mx. Yuu…”

“No. None of that. If I dont bring this up now, it’ll never happen.” Your voice was stuttery and a bit wobbly. “I-I I mean- I’ve been trying to talk to you about my situation for a year now and just- every time it gets dismissed or something. I can’t even talk about my problems or get help with my stay here.” Azul and Jade perked up at this, cogs spinning in their mind to create the perfect contract.

“Like, for example, I am always laughed at or humiliated for asking basic questions. I’m new this this entire world and yet everyone expects me to know everything! People are always upset when I dont know of some obscure wizard from a few hundred years ago or old trends that were popular.”

Crowley sighed, making your blood boil. Your voice sped up, used to being cut off. “It’s really impacting my grade and there's no support for students with similar problems.” Crowley interrupted, “It sounds like you just need to study harder.” You didn't hide your irritated expression. “I did! I have been! I’ve been trying my absolute best but I don’t have a phone and the library doesn’t have anything beginner friendly! I-I mean—``''There are plenty of books in the library and teachers to help, you have no excuses.”

Your voice trembled, a year's worth of frustration building up, finally coming out. “Okay then, tell me who Nikola Tesla is! Explain to me what Thomas Edison did! If you don't know them surely you must know of Julius Caesar or Cleopatra right?! You see? It's not that easy! And no matter the explanation I give you, you would still need to know more about my world to fully understand anything! And not only that but Grims grades can impact mine? It's not fair!”

You were breathing heavily and you seemed panicked. Crowley tensed up, trying to diffuse the situation. Trey and Riddle both cringed, this wasn’t going to be good. “No, no. Listen to me. I know nothing of this world that I was dragged into! On top of that I have no basic necessities— I barely got my own toothbrush a month ago— and I dont have the medications I need to be mentally okay even though I’ve been requesting them for over a year now! I-I just! ... On top of all of this I need to worry about food and do your job for you. I-it’s just not fair. It’s all taken a toll on my mental health and I just want to go home.”

You locked your eyes with Crowley “Please for the sake of my mental health tell me you have found something. Anything. I need to go home. I need my medication! I can’t be here anymore, I can't take it- I'm scared. I'm scared to even be alone with myself now. I see no way out besides…” You choked back a sob. “Please. Please tell me something. Anything. I can't take it anymore. The stares. the judgement. It's so… suffocating...”

Everyone turned towards Crowley, giving him a few judgemental and wide-eyed stares. Crowley cleared his throat “Mx. Yuu… Finding you a way home is going to take a while. We still don't know what dimension you even—``''Bullshit!” You snapped, glaring at him.

“Bullshit! I had visions about coming here before I did and you were there. Hell, I've been having visions and hearing voices and seeing things since my time here. I don't know if I've officially lost it or what, but…” You paused, to take in a breath. “I mean- You think I managed to deal with all these blots by myself? Don’t get me started on how you expect me to somehow be okay with them after everything too, I have fucking scars on my body that no magic can fucking heal, and you expect me to act like everythings okay?” The housewardens and a certain Vice-Housewarden looked away, guilt building up inside when they watched you pull up a sleeve to show your damaged arm.

“Do you not hear how insane it sounds— And-and-and— you guys don't even have a therapist here to talk to! Fuck, it seems I’m the schools only therapist having to deal with everyones problems and of course no ones there for me because why would they be!” Your voice was getting louder. “I’ve been predicting everything so far! I've been the one having to just… deal with all of this, all while being hungry! It's not fair!”

You gripped the sleeves of your oversized and dusty uniform. “And I know you have to know something from what I’ve seen. I've reached out to RSA!” Rook’s eyes lock with yours for a moment and you swear you see his expression seem sad for once in all the time you’ve known him. You feel everyones staring at you. Some angry, some guilty, some sympathetic. You can especially feel the shock, most notably from your horned friend along with the floating tablet now on mute.

“RSA, says they know shit about interdimensional magic. I've told them about my situation and they actually offered to take me in and help! Fucking Chenya even said they offer help for foreign students! I don’t know if your just that incompetent or just scheming Headmage, but I am not leaving until you sign these transfer papers. And you are just to transfer me, not Grim. I am still pissed that you dropped him on me and consider us half a student!” Your breaths steadied as you calm yourself.

“I am done, Crowley. I am leaving, and you are going to approve of it.” You stared into the yellow orbs that peaked from behind his mask. Your voice cracked. “Please.” You can't imagine how they would’ve reacted to you foreseeing the future long before you came here. Where NRC is in ruins and the housewardens had to fight a very familiar looking cat…

You don't care if they called you selfish. You e been selfless your entire time here and that got you nowhere. So maybe you have to be selfish...

#not requests #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #dire crowley #yuu #ramshackle #twisted wonderland yuu #angst #suicidal thoughts tw #suicidal thoughts

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nanaslutt · 3 months

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MX NANANANANNAANAAAAAA!! Hey I hope ur doing well <3 I’ve been following u for a while but I was wondering when did u actually start writing for this blog and what was the first story u posted? I’m pretty sure the first one of ur works I read was either perv geto or the aphrodisiac chocolate with gojo! lol I’ve been hooked ever since. Also also! Is there anything ur really itching to write and just haven’t gotten around to it yet? I love ur big brain so so much I hope u have a great day and ur taking care of yourself!! Mwah!

i could be wrong… i think it started as like a 100 word drabble abt nanami and it got a lot of interaction so it made me wanna write full fics and here we are :) // I LAUV UU THANK U MUAH <3

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about fics i wanna writeeee, here’s a couple sneaky peakies of ideas ive been itching to write……

- heian era sukuna x reader n she comes from a very well known sourcerer clan, sukuna learns of her and sees her beauty, wants to yknow… get to know her a little cos he’s curious. i also wanna add something abt readers dad hearing about sukunas infactuation abt u somehow and is very resistant to you going but that only fuels your curiosity so you sneak out and meet him aaaaand :3

- another is reader being some kinda curse enigma like sukuna and they are ‘friends with him’, they take a liking to uraume and do anything they can to get them to like them back, eventually ending with uraume getting absolutely fucked out of their mind by reader of course

- yuki comforting you once you get out of a breakup by dicking you down with her strap when she finds out he never made you cum tehe

#the uraume one….#it’s my go to sleep scenario #jjk smut

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s4turns-st4rs · 11 months

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𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠

🎧 ﹐ ♡﹒ 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵﹒ ᶻ ᶻ

𝐚/𝐧: a little regulus drabble after my short hiatus!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 0.16k

regulus’ hair was nicer today, you thought as you gazed at the slytherin boy. his dark curls hung along his sharp cheekbone, as he lent over his page, taking notes with more elegance than you thought possible. his curls looked tamer than usual, and like he’d actually brushed it.

from the seat beside you, marlene elbowed your ribs.

“oi” she whispered. “stop staring at your lover boy, sluggy keeps side-eyeing you.”

you shook your head, out of your trance. “not my lover boy” you mumbled as you tried to pay attention to slughorn’s lesson.

“mx l/n, could you stop whispering with youre friends and tell me how many drops of veritaserum do you need for it to work effectively?”

“oh, um…” you flushed, and looked around for help. in front of your table, regulus whispered at you.

“oh… three.” you said, attempting to muster some confidence.

slughorn frowned. “correct. next time try to answer yourself, without your boyfriend helping you.”

#regulus black x reader #regulus black #x reader #marauders

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night-raven-tattler · 5 months

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Welcome to the Night Raven Tattler's secret blog!

❂ You can call me Mx Tattly (any pronouns) and I can give you some juicy, never heard before information and facts* about the secrets behind Night Raven College students, staff and more!

*The information and facts offered will be presented in the form of headcanons, imagines and small drabbles, depending on the request or as Mx Tattly will see fit.

❂ Information Archive for Hearstlabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia, Ramshackle

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❥ You can request info for up to 4 students / staff members OR you can ask for certain groups of students (e.g. housewardens, club members, etc).

❥ While requests are open, they have no priority over Mx Tattly's personal writing, please keep that in mind if you have a request

❥ The information shared by Mx Tattly is limited, so the information they share will have to fit certain criteria:

✘ no NSFW

✘ no Cheating

✘ no Abusive relationships or Yandere themes

✘ no Sexual assault

✔ Mx Tattly is allowed to be selective with the requests they receive, especially if they're related to physical / mental disorders and disabilities, in order to avoid spreading any harmful misinformation related to health.

✔ Mx Tattly can offer info about NRC students × reader (platonic and romantic*), NRC staff and reader (strictly platonic), RSA students × reader (platonic, romantic)

✘ *all writing for main cast members Ortho, Grim and Lilia will be strictly platonic

✔ the reader will be, by default, gender neutral, but you can request otherwise, and the reader character will be reffered to as "Reader"

❥ You are forbidden from reposting the contents of this blog on any other sites or using it to train any kind of AI

❥ Any behaviour towards the characters that is deemed inappropriate by Mx Tattly will result in deleting / blocking

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❂ Blog status: active

❂ Night Raven Tattler Staff (OCs) masterpost

04/28/24

#mx tattly's first post #mx tattly's rules #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader

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laysdimplesareillegal · 9 months

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Guess what I wrote today!!!

It’s a throw away chapter for my changkyun fic because I needed to feel something, it’s timed somewhere between the beginning and the end of the fic and could or could be considered canon depending on what your tolerance for gore is

I’m not posting it yet because I need to prioritize other things but

Think of it like a bonus chapter at the end of a manga! I’ll make sure to warn y’all so you don’t have to read it if you don’t like.

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dasiesanddarkness · 29 days

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A Drabble a day Keeps the Depression at Bay Day 2: Raeda makes out under the bleachers (as teachers) and get caught by the grudgby team and Raine can't look at their students for days

"Raine? Are you okay?”

Raine coughed, glancing up at their students. Most of them seemed worried, but a few- specifically the ones on the Grudgeby team and their friends- were clearly laughing at them.

“I’m alright, Lexi, thank you for asking,” they answered, turning to write something on the board so they didn’t have to look out at the young faces staring back at them.

“Are you sure? Your face is red.” Raine felt their face flush, and they started to regret agreeing to teach for Eda.

“I think they’re embarrassed,” Raine recognized the voice of one of the players that had caught them and cringed, terrified of what they’d say next. “That would explain why they won’t look at us, too.”

“Are you embarrassed, Mx. Raine?” came the voice of another player. Raine could hear the grin in their voice, and they had to take a couple deep breaths to prepare themselves.

“No, I’m fine,” they said. finally turning around. Now every single eye in the room was trained on them, and all Raine wanted to do was sink onto the floor and disappear.

“Why are you embarrassed?” Lexi asked. She really was so sweet, but sometimes Raine wished she wasn’t so damn empathetic.

“I’m not-”

“They’re embarrassed because we caught them making out with Eda under the bleachers!”

Raine groaned, collapsing into their chair and dropping their head in their hands. The classroom was suddenly filled with noise, and Raine knew it would be almost impossible to quiet them down in time to start the lesson.

“Get it Raine!”

“Ew, the bleachers? Really?”

“Is that why you haven’t graded my paper yet?”

“Okay, quiet, everyone, quiet!” It took another twenty seconds, but eventually their students stopped talking. “I will answer two questions, and that is it. You have two minutes to figure out what you want to ask.” The buzz started again, but this time it was much quieter. Raine sighed, wondering what they’d done to offend Papa Titan so much.

“We have our questions!”

Raine looked up, adjusting their glasses. “Fine, first one.”

“Was that the first time you and Eda defiled our bleachers?”

Raine sighed again. “Yes,” they said. “It was.”

“And does the fang make making out hard?”

Raine went bright red, and they coughed uncomfortably. “I’m not answering that.”

“C’mon,” someone whined, “You have to!”

“Yeah, Raine, answer us!”

“Tell us!”

“I’ll turn in my homework on time for a month if you do!”

“Please?”

“Fine!” they called, shouting to be heard. “Fine, no it doesn’t make… it… harder.” They looked around the room at their students’ faces, and they all seemed pleased. Good. “Now, can we please talk about bard magic and not my sex life?”

“Wait, you guys had sex under the bleachers?”

“No!”

anyway, here's your Raeda song: 2002 by Anne-Marie. amazing song, and so good for those two

#raeda #eda clawthorne #raine whispers #toh #teacher raine #raine is so done with their students

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