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delimeful · 2 years

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a still-glowing ember (1)

warnings: g/t, injury, mild blood, fear of death, threats, jerkass behavior typical of pre-aa virgil, hopeless thoughts, fearplay, misunderstandings, hypothermia/cold, enemy to caretaker, i sucker punch a character into unconsciousness at the end of a chapter again, exhaustion/pain

It was only thanks to sheer dumb luck that Roman had found the tree hollow in time.

One moment, he’d been diving under the canopy and twisting through narrow gaps in branches, calling out taunts and laughing, the wind cool against his face and buoyant under his wings as he raced Remus to the other end of the valley.

The next, there was the cacophonous roar of thousands of raindrops pelting down, and he was abruptly losing altitude, his feathers growing soaked and dulling to a burnt-out black.

He’d glided towards the nearest tree, wobbling all the way, and just barely managed to grab onto a branch before a howling gale tore past, nearly dragging him right off his makeshift perch.

Roman’s face probably still had the imprint from how hard he clung to the bark, waiting for the winds to die down before scrambling down the branch to the trunk of the tree, only doing a cursory scan for owls before throwing himself into the relative safety of the abandoned hollow.

Once he wasn’t about to plummet to the dangerous forest floor below, he immediately started panicking about Remus. He wasn’t sure exactly when they’d been separated, just that he’d called some stupid nickname over his shoulder and received nothing but silence in return.

He tried to call for him, but his voice didn’t carry far in the first place, and amidst the shrieking of the wind and creaking of the trees, it felt like his words vanished into thin air the moment they left his mouth.

Roman tried not to imagine Remus’s words out there somewhere, a cry for help dragged far away with the dead leaves and the topsoil.

His throat was aching by the time he gave up, collapsing against the furthest corner of the hollow and wrapping his wings around himself to try and avoid the worst of the biting winds.

They should never have come out here, not even for something as harmless as a race. Every sprite knew it: in Fulmo Valley, storms hit hard, and they hit fast.

It was easy to dismiss the dangers when they were looking down at the valley from a bird’s eye view, content in the knowledge that even if one of the Big Folk that denned down there saw them, they could dart away in a blink.

It was a lot harder when he was flightless, only one wrong move away from being completely grounded, down on the forest floor where nearly any wild creature would have no trouble tearing him to shreds.

He shuddered, only half from fear.

The other half was from how utterly soaked he was. The temperature drop would have been a minor annoyance in other circumstances, but now? While he was drenched? He couldn’t create a spark in these conditions, let alone a flame big enough to bring him any warmth.

Roman attempted to wring his shirt out miserably, his hands already growing stiff with the chill. He didn’t even want to think about how cold it would get once the sun fell past the horizon.

He’d have to get out before then, or else he really would be in trouble. The storm wouldn’t last forever; once it cleared up, he could climb out of this damp hole and let the last few hours of sunlight dry his wings, and then find Remus and get home!

That was doable. Easy, even!

Roman shuffled his limbs in tighter, watching the rain continue to fall outside. All he had to do was watch the storm and wait. All he had to do… was…

When he next jolted awake, Roman was greeted with the undeniable purple-pinks of dusk falling.

“No!” he cried out pointlessly, struggling to his feet on half-asleep limbs.

Approaching the opening to his hollow only confirmed the truth: he’d slept past all but the final fleeting moments of sunlight.

His face scrunched up in pre-emptive dread, Roman flared his wings out and found that half of his feathers were still damp and the other half had dried stiffly into the smushed-up position he’d fallen asleep in.

He’d be hard-pressed to even reach the ground in such a state, let alone fly home.

For a moment, he entertained the idea of waiting til morning, using the hollow as a refuge and hoping that he could survive the night’s cold embrace.

But his magic was already sapped from keeping him alive during his last nap. It was only going to get colder from here, and his inner spark had barely sustained him this far. It would gutter easily in this kind of weather, and then his body would be all that was left of him, cold and curled up in a corner. The only ones to ever know what had happened to him would be the next owls to nest here.

Besides, Remus was still out there. No matter how recently they’d become un-estranged, he wasn’t going to abandon his brother!

The determination that flared up in him at the thought was almost like warmth, and he rode that high all the way to the edge of a branch, spread his wings wide, and attempted to glide to the next tree over.

Key word: Attempted.

There weren’t exactly thermals all the way down here, and without perfectly preened primaries, his flight pattern resembled less a smooth arrow reaching its target and more a propeller seed wildly spiraling down to the dirt below.

Roman crashed into the ground shoulder-first with a sickening pop, his wings held aloft to keep them from buffering his fall.

A broken arm was bad, but a broken wing was lethal, especially if it set wrong.

Once he’d thoroughly familiarized his face with the dirt, he finally stopped groaning long enough to push himself back upright, delicately avoiding putting any pressure on his limply-hanging left arm. It seemed like his shoulder was dislocated, not broken, going by how manageable the pain was when he wasn’t moving it directly.

Still, even the relief of his bones all being intact couldn’t take the sting off of the fact that he was now solidly on the ground, more exposed than he’d ever been in his life.

Roman swallowed thickly, tilting his head back and following the lines of the trees up, up, up until he nearly lost his balance and fell back over.

That was where he belonged. Not down here, scurrying about underfoot like some common field mouse.

Something rustled in the distance, and Roman snapped his gaze back to floor-level so quickly his shoulder twinged in protest.

Belonging or not, he’d be worse off than a mouse if he didn’t get moving. He clearly had a long way to go.

Time passed in a blur, marked only by the sky darkening and the world around him growing somehow even colder than it already had been. His pace slowed, bit by bit, right along with it. In the corner of his vision, he swore he spotted ice crystals forming on his soggier feathers.

When he spotted the flickering light ahead, his brain felt frozen-over, mind churning slowly enough that he didn’t think twice before staggering towards it. Fire sprites weren’t meant to be cold, certainly not for this long, and his spark was urging him towards the flickering shadows regardless of the source.

It could have been the beginnings of a forest fire, and Roman wouldn’t have cared so long as he could find a nice, well-stoked flame to curl up in.

When he got closer, the source became evident. An eerie light was radiating from a small ball of glowing purple flames, bobbing a few inches off the ground.

Roman couldn’t resist the urge to practically glue himself to it, letting the flames flicker around his wings and ease the sharp, icy pain that had been shooting through them with every step.

The flames weren’t particularly hot, more wispy and ephemeral than a natural fire, but they were built off of raw magical energy. Simply standing there and soaking in the ambient magic was enough to provide some energy to his inner spark.

For a few long moments, he clung to the flame, shivering and debating with himself the merits of trying to siphon from the magic directly. This much was enough to stabilize him and keep him from growing any weaker, but the moment he left it, he would be right back down to banked embers.

If he tried to drain the magic in it, though…

Other than being extremely impolite to steal others’ magic, constructs like these were usually used to mark something, and if he consumed it, whoever set it might be pissed. Especially since the caster was sure to notice the sensation of a construct flickering out.

But he was so cold. Surely, if he took it and then left, they wouldn’t go to all the trouble of tracking him down? Once they saw that the culprit had booked it, they would simply create a new one rather than waste any energy on hunting him down? Most fire-magic users were on the smaller, less territorial side, so his odds of getting away clean were good.

Once he found Remus and got them both home, he could recover his own magic stores and even come back to offer penance! Sure, it was rude, but it was a matter of life or death. Namely, his.

Decided, he dipped his fingers into the small bubble of magic at the core of the flames and began to siphon it into himself.

It always felt a bit strange to borrow someone else’s magic, the feel of it foreign for the few moments it took to convert into his own flint-strike energy. He wouldn’t be able to use it to iron out his wings until it did, but he figured he could keep hurrying along the ground until then.

That was fine. It would take the caster some time to reach this spot, so he wouldn’t be caught.

Though the wind had died down, the sound of rustling was still audible.

He wouldn’t be caught, he repeated to himself, his shoulders beginning to rise up apprehensively. He was just imagining it. There was plenty of time before anyone got here–

Behind him, there was a low, eerie cackle.

–unless the caster happened to be nearby already.

With dread already running icy fingertips down his spine, Roman slowly turned his head to look over his shoulder.

And then looked up.

There was an exception to the rule with fire types, he remembered as he craned his head back to meet two eerie glowing eyes and a pair of pointed ears.

Shifters were big folk, and fox shifters were just as territorial as their infamous lupine kin. In fact, they were known for frequently marking their territory borders out in foxfire.

What little color Roman had managed to regain abruptly drained from his face.

The shifter’s eyes narrowed with either glee or fury, both of which would make sense, since he had basically just caught a defenseless idiot stealing the magical equivalent of a big glowing ‘keep out’ sign.

With the reputation foxes had for trickery and playing with their food, neither emotion was particularly promising. Roman took a step back, his heart racing.

“Not so bold, suddenly?” the fox asked, dark amusement practically dripping from each syllable. “You seemed to feel right at home just a minute ago, little bird.”

The moniker made a shiver run through him; he’d almost prefer to have been called a thief outright. At least that would indicate that the shifter recognized some semblance of personhood in him. Birds, on the other hand– foxes ate birds.

Another step back, the temporary warmth of the foxfire already fading as he desperately tried to channel what little magic he’d stolen to dry his wings.

“You think you can just run away now?” the fox asked, a little bit of ire leaking into his tone. “Actions have consequences, you know. Did you really believe you could come into my home and steal from me again without paying the price?”

Roman opened his mouth, intending to put some of his earlier promises– he’d come back, he’d return it, he just needed the warmth for a little bit, please– to words, or even to ask what he was talking about, ‘again’, but he could only force a handful of nonsense syllables between his chattering teeth before the shifter cut him off.

“Or maybe you just thought I wouldn’t be close enough to stop you. Typical.” Now he was the one to move, a single step forward erasing any distance Roman had managed to put between them. “Looks like it’s your unlucky day, huh?”

Roman’s wings flared out as though they were in any shape for a takeoff, and he jerked back, nearly stumbling over his own feet as he automatically tried to retreat from the threat.

Those luminescent eyes seemed to catch the motion, every bit a predator sighting prey, and a sharp-edged grin slowly spread across the shifter’s face, the light of the foxfire glinting off fangs that looked as long as Roman’s forearm.

“Why don’t you try your little plan out anyhow?” he mused, dropping into a crouch fast enough that Roman had to muffle a yelp of fear. “Go on, then. You get five minutes before I come looking.”

The guy was toying with him. Roman wasn’t stupid, and he could literally see the fluffy grey tail twitching with anticipation behind the shifter. In his current state, it would be almost impossible for him to get away. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if it wasn’t better to try and talk his way out of this–

“Go,” the shifter loomed over him, lips pulling back to transform the smile into something mean, and when he slammed both hands on either side of Roman, it was with enough force to snap bones.

The last bits of his self-restraint snapped, and he gave into the screeching instincts in the back of his mind, twisting on his heel and bolting away. His wings fluttered indecisively between tucking flat so he could run faster and rising up into a defensive mantle, half-expecting to be struck from behind before he’d even made it more than a few feet.

No blow came, though, only another cackle, this one higher-pitched and less human than before.

When Roman dared to steal a glance over his shoulder, there was no trace of the giant. All he saw was the tail end of a sleek, animal shape vanishing into the shadows of the trees around them.

Despite his best efforts, his pace began to slow after what felt like only moments, the icy air seeming twice as painful after that brief moment of warm respite.

Fight or flight could only get him so far, especially when his version of flight was a lot more pathetic than usual.

His wings were dried enough to fluff out, but the feathers were still heavily misaligned, and he certainly didn’t have the time for a preening session. As he was, he could only hop and glide for short, wavering distances. It was quicker than running, but barely.

For every step he took between glides, his shoulder was jarred painfully. Roman had taken to biting the inside of his cheek to keep from crying out at the harsher jolts. The fox could almost certainly track him down by scent alone, but he wasn’t about to make it easier by whimpering like a newly-hatched.

He barely noticed when his mouth started tasting like blood, too busy watching every shadowed cranny and rustling branch for any sign of those glittering eyes. He’d thought of trying to find another hollow, but they were all far above him now, and the shifter could simply reach in and snatch him up besides.

He kept moving, gritting his teeth against the temptation to drop to his knees and huddle against the cold. Almost impossible meant still possible, and there was no way he was going to give up when there was even a chance of success.

That chance was growing slimmer and slimmer, though.

By the time the low chittering laughter of the fox began to echo from what felt like every direction, Roman’s hope had grown thin, worn away by the cold and the pain and the futility of it all. He botched the latest glide, missing the landing and just barely avoiding toppling over by letting his knees hit the dirt hard.

His wings slumped, the edges of them gone completely numb alongside his hands and ears. The effort it would take to get to his feet just didn’t seem worth it. Not when he could hear the fox’s amusement fade into something like an agitated yowl.

The sound made the hairs on the back of Roman’s neck stand up, and he pulled his limbs in tight, wondering if the shifter was irritated that he hadn’t put up a good chase. He’d tried, alright? If he’d been caught on anything other than what was shaping up to be the worst– and last– night of his life, he would have left this cursed valley in the dust.

The near-silent taps of fox paws circled around him for a long moment, the shifter shaking his head agitatedly before shifting smoothly to the big, bulky steps of his more humanoid form.

“Do you have a death wish or something?” he bit out, as though Roman wasn’t screwed either way. “If this is a trap, it’s failed miserably.”

Roman squinted up at him, turning the words around in his head and trying to fit them together in a way that made any sort of sense.

“I knew sprites were birdbrains, but I didn’t expect you would forget how to fly,” the shifter continued, his nose wrinkling in frustration as he leaned closer and then reached out with one big, claw-tipped hand.

Wings drawing up like some paltry shield, Roman curled over on himself, his breath hitching in fearful anticipation, but there was no crushing pain. Even as calloused fingers wrapped around him, those sharp nails didn’t graze him, not even when his wings automatically gave a few struggling flaps.

Being plucked off the ground and lifted unwillingly into the air like a songbird in the talons of a hawk should have made his body stiffen up with fear, but all he could focus on was the sudden warmth of the grip. Despite himself, the tension began to seep from him, his limbs going heavy and lax.

The shifter sucked a breath in through his teeth, his brow furrowing as he lifted Roman closer to his face with ease. “You’re freezing,” he grumbled, as though he didn’t know, as though that wasn’t the whole reason Roman had ended up in this situation in the first place. “Aren’t you a fire sprite? What…?”

A fingertip carded through his feathers with surprising gentleness before moving to tuck his drooping wings against his back, making it easier to shift his grip up slightly. His hand opened up slightly to form more of a loose cradle than a fist, and Roman felt his head start to loll back.

He was exhausted in every sense of the word, his mind too fogged-up with encroaching sleep to dwell on the fact that he hadn’t been viciously murdered yet. Really, if he couldn’t stop it from happening, he at least didn’t want to be awake for it.

“Woah, hey,” the shifter said, and now that his voice wasn’t seething, he sounded shockingly normal. Most of the tales he’d heard about shifters painted them with a more feral brush, Roman mused as his eyelids began to droop. “Hey, don’t fall asleep. Are you listening? Don’t– hey, come on–,”

The grip around him tensed slightly in a delicate warning squeeze, one that was completely harmless to every part of his body except the dislocated shoulder that had, at some point, settled back against the giant’s hand. Even the slightest pressure sent spikes of agony through the injury.

He tried to twist forward, jerk away from the pain before the hold could grow any harsher, but the shifter’s thumb drew in closer as though to bar him from falling, and his shoulder smacked into it with enough force to make a sickening popping sound.

Roman let out a short, strangled scream, his vision whiting out with pain as he grabbed at the other arm as though to hold it still or claw away the stabbing pain in his flesh.

The shifter was swearing above him, voice low and panicked, and Roman was distantly aware of the palm under him flattening out and shallow breaths growing louder. He caught glimpses of a huge face far too close, wide eyes flickering over him, but he couldn’t even balk away without risking sending more of that agony shooting through his nerves.

“Okay, okay,” the shifter tried, voice too unsteady to be soothing, “I’m gonna fix this, alright? Just hold on.”

A familiar purple flame sprang to life around him, the magic open and unbound, and some insistent part of Roman shied away, trying to remind him of something important about the last foxfire he’d encountered.

“It’s okay, just take it. You definitely need it, it feels like I’m holding a feathery icicle. You can’t fall asleep until you’re warm, got it?”

The magic was staticky against his skin, a cure for the cold dangled in front of him like a will’o’wisp ahead of a lost traveler, and there was still a part of him that was shrieking about accepting, but there didn’t seem to be another option.

Every time he tried to let his eyes fall closed and succumb to sleep, he was jostled just slightly, enough to add a new twinge of pain to the aching waves radiating from his shoulder. The voice kept coaxing him, sounding all concerned but refusing to let him rest, and eventually Roman gave in and reached out for the magic.

It chased away the lingering chill like the sun’s rays banishing shadows, the strength of the heat borderline painful for a moment, before easing into a steady comfort. He turned his head against the warm surface beneath him, and this time, there was no objection as he sank into unconsciousness.

He’d deal with the consequences later, so long as he just… got to… sleep.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fic #ts roman #ts virgil #ts remus #sanders sides g/t #my writing #writing #a still glowing ember #asge #on god i cannot be assed to tag anything else rn fuck it #fic be upon ye

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dragynkeep · 1 year

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anon saying this as if the rwby nsfw reddit doesn’t flatten the main rwby reddit in how many followers it has & a major thing the fndm is known for is it’s porn, even to the creatives behind it.

lol. lmao even.

#rwby #rwde #ais.txt #come back to me when you're willing to talk about #a grown ass miles having a body pillow of 16 year old ruby #or monty famously staying behind on late nights to animate yangs t!ts #or the copious amount of jokes about the girls getting off

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prettyfemmething · 2 years

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Felt cute this morning~

#Sorry tumblr hates my t*ts #So you only get ass

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eugeniedanglars · 11 months

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i love a gin&tonic on a hot day because my mom (not much of a cocktail drinker until i got into mixology in my early 20s) always says that she loves a gin&tonic on a hot day and now i project that relationship onto every fictional character i think might like gin and have a good relationship with their mother

#same reason i say i prefer tanqueray over bombay because bombay is too smooth and i like that ginny bite #i mean it’s true i don’t like the taste of quinine so i want a strong gin note in my g&ts #but also it’s what my mom always says and i picked it up from her #it was 88 degrees and humid as fuck today and i cooked twice in my hot-ass kitchen so you know i’m drinking a g&t #cw: alcohol

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pepprs · 2 years

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was not expecting to go apartment hunting until like later this year but i think i may actually have to move out in the next month or two besties. my stomach is in knots

#purrs #my interview for The Job is on tuesday and if i get it then i will have to work on campus multiple days a week and possibly every day and th #there is no way my mom is gonna let me do that LOL so uhm. i need a place to live thats like 5-10 mins walking distance from campus and also #like yk… is safe and not filled with bugs and also with roommates who will be careful about covid and also quiet and smoke free. and i don’t #think iI can like post in classifieds bc it seems like only students do that and god willing in a couple more weeks i will be even more not #a student. but like this is isnane aand my options are limited bc i can’t drive and i am so nervous. im going to pass out. also ihave to #start making a budget bc i have a rough estimate of how much i would make now but absolutely no concept as to whether it’s good or #affordable. and i need to finish reading the drivers manual so i can get my fucking permit already and start racking up the 60 hours. this #is so insane bc im still exhausted and depleted from school but now i have a fire lit under my ass and like time is literally actually #ticking for me to get out of here bc my family not wanting me to go in is not gonna fly bc i will literally be contractually required to LOL #this is so scary i am so scared. this is INSANE i am so insane!!!!!!!!!#i started making a spr*adsheet of places to possibly live and (tmi but) g*t the sh*ts from anxiety LOL. like i am a mess about this. help <3

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thejoyofviolentmovement · 1 year

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Live Footage: JOVM Mainstays LohArano Performs "Mangina" at Le Club Rodez

Live Footage: JOVM Mainstays LohArano Performs "Mangina" at Le Club Rodez @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron @KAIGUANCULTURE @LeClubRodez

Antananarivo, Madagascar-based JOVM mainstays LohArano — Mahalia Ravoajanahary (vocals, guitar), Michael Raveloson (bass, vocals) and Natiana Randrianasoloson (drums, vocals) — formed over seven years ago. And since their formation they’ve developed a unique, boundary pushing sound that sees the band pairing elements of popular and beloved Malagasy musical styles like Tsapiky and Salegy with…

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#Antananarivo Madagascar #heavy metal #Le Club Rodez #Libertalia Music #Live Footage #LohArano #LohArano Andrambavitany #LohArano LohAmboto #LohArano LohAmboto LP #LohArano S/T EP #LohArano Tandronka #LohArano Ts&039;Izy #metal #Rennes France #Rodez France #Trans Musicales #video #women who kick ass #world music

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dragonbreakers07 · 2 years

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I love and adore you and im genuinely tearing up so badly my therapy dog is trying to comfort me at the thought of you dying

aw w…. yh anka:))

that mea nds a l ot

give p upper a pa y for mc

and he y, d ont cry… ive killed wh ole dra gons before… th is is nothijf

i’ll po wer throu gh, a lright? <3

-Scylla Dragonbreaj er Rion

#f iick i mess ed up my to tle #i th ou gut it’s be bad ass t o have hyst that bi y be good but i ts hard to thonk #crollo rion #rottmnt #scylla rion #rion siblings #rottmnt ask blog #rottmnt oc #first move arc

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adifags · 2 years

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Ngl being into bara and being positively groomed for being skinny as a teen has led to some wild body dysmorphia

#would love to have bigger arms and t*ts #and legs and ass #but my brain equates any weight gain with being fat #which is not a bad thing!#but to give u an idea of where I’m at I recently got a stomach flu which made me lose a stone in weight and I was happy bc I was ‘thin’#uwu ^_^

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privitivium · 1 month

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would you do a pathetic loser character x yandere jock reader?

fuck yeah bro. ts got me all excited KEKEKRK.. this is one of my favorites. thanks anon.

pathetic loser darling x yandere jock reader

both amab, cw;; creepy, perverted reader - dubcon, stalking, disturbing reader

dude... you just couldnt help yourself. youre serious! you had no control of your thoughts. it was so awful at first... forming a little crush on some guy you have no business having a crush on-? as a jock type, youre automatically to fall for some girlㅡsome cheerleader, or even some loser - but not some loser ass introvert... yet there you were... jerking off to polaroids of him in the comfort of your huge bed - moaning n groaning out his name and imagining his smaller hands wrapped around your dick instead of your ownㅡhe's so cute, so pretty, so lovely -

you cant wait to see him tomorrow... following from afar from his home that was so conveniently close to yours... you wonder why you havent made your move yet - but it takes time, alright ?!!! you want him to be comfortable around you first... brushing against him in the halls and offering small apologies - grinning wildly as he squeaks n runs off blushing with an apology of his own... so cute. so fucking cute... you,,,youjust cant stop imagining those lips wrapped around your cock... hes soprettyy... soon, you'll be friends... then best friends... then l-loversㅡ

thinking about this fucking nerd in all sorts of disgusting ways - merely passing him in the halls and never communicating or anything! it hurt so bad... it was just so painful to be away from this little freak... this fucking outcast. one of those loser nerd types, fitting right into the teen movie archetype of a nerd with those fucking glasses ( of course ) and nose length hair tucked behind his ears - he was just so pretty... so dainty, almost. those lips - thick and full and just great makeout material... sucking on them til they were dark n bruised and even bloodied-!! fuck he'd look so good with blood dribbling down his chin... there you were, there you would be, lapping it up and peppering kisses around his mouth all teasingly - dont-! don't. get distracted. dont... fucking get hard... think... gross things...

b-but... your cock argues with your thought process, prick bulging from your jeans and you feel so embarrassed... this always happens ! you get distracted while observing your little freak in his equally little place of comfort - back of the campus, where a forest resided, you were watching him from afar; as always... observing is allㅡyou were his secret protector. shoving away the notorious little groups of friends known for fucking with those weaker - making sure to beat the piss out of them and tell them sternly to keep away from your little crush... you didnt want someone to harm him - but it was okay if that someone was you. fantasizing and jerking your cock to the thought of restraining him and verbally destroying his smart lil mind - but obviously, making sure to cheer him right up afterwards. you were big on aftercare in your daydreams...

oh, god... and finally having him in your grasp,,, making him vulnerable and him having to rely on you as you keep him in your huge place... it was out of no where and you clearly couldnt stick to the plan of friends, best friends, and lovers - that theres your boyfriend and you were sick of him not acknowledging that-! "hey, hey, it's okay..." you coo gently, snickering to yourself at the mess your boyfriend makes of himself - sobbing in your thick burly arms and squirming so much that you involuntarily get hard - "you're alright, silly... i have you."

ㅡbut yes, that was the problem... you had him. he couldnt think on whether or not to be actually scared out of his wits or nuzzle into the warmth your chest emanated, he did have a crush on you but he thinks youre taking this t-too farㅡ "it's huge, isn't it? you'll be okay, i promise..." nuzzling into the side of his head after guiding his hand to your weeping cock, the euphoric feeling of his hand shakily wrapping around the base - he was still sniffling... whispering to him, "you be okay, hnn? don't grab too hard, i'll have to do something to you..." not elaborating on your last sentence... the thought of having to hurt him just because he hurt you first made your heart clench,,,

#yandere reader #jock reader #x male reader #male reader #top male reader #x top male reader #dom male reader #x dom male reader #sub male character #bottom male character #uke male character

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shotoh · 11 months

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❝ SO... ASS, T!TS, OR THIGHS? ❞ feat. nagi seishiro

— what’s his preference?

cw + tw. smut, 18+, minors dni, fem!reader, aged-up!characters, extensive amounts of foreplay, titplay, nipple sucking, nagi is a spoiled boy but we love him

notes. i think about this cutie patootie often and how he must be so nice to cuddle with... then i remember he’s huge and i just want him to ruin me <3

if you were to ask him this question straight up, he’d likely say something along the lines of, “eh… i like all of you.” which is pretty typical, but not inherently wrong.

in nagi’s case, he believes that if he can lay his head on it, then that’s more than enough for him.

your ass? a cushion for when he’s lazily slumped over your bed, phone in hand as you’re busy cramming your assignments and writing essays, propped up on your elbows in front of your laptop.

your thighs? his well-deserved reprieve after a long day at practice. he loves arriving home and finding you on the couch, patting your lap and inviting him to alleviate stress. as your fingers tousle through his white fluffy locks, a sleepy yawn escapes his lips, cheek pressed against your soft pillowy thighs as he waits for his dreams to take him.

your tits, however, make him rethink his entire outlook on life. i mean, how could he ever forget the sensation of being squished between your soft mounds as you’re going through your usual ministrations—absentmindedly massaging the nape of his neck and playing with tufts of his messy hair, making him hum in content. he doesn’t even think before using them as his personal stress balls, always subconsciously running a hand to cup a breast through your shirt no matter what he’s doing while laid against you.

whether intending to arouse you or not, this always leads to a breathy whimper escaping in the air, gray eyes looking up to see your lips slightly parted and gaze half-lidded. to nagi’s benefit, your tits are also extra sensitive, especially in his big ol’ hands which cover your chest perfectly no matter the size. they make you shiver as his thumbs press your nipples through the fabric, quickly pebbling at his touch. seeing them harden and poke through the sheer material of your top makes the striker’s mouth water.

“just a taste…” is what he tells you as he lifts your shirt above your chest, but nagi’s greedy. he never takes just what he needs, only caring about wanting more. he spends a good hour simply running his tongue around the stiff peaks, alternating breasts by laving at the valley between them before returning the same attention to the other one. his hands like to knead the tender flesh, even clamp them in his hold and push them together for easier access for his tongue to flick the aroused tips of your nipples.

“your tits are so perfect, angel, i wanna suffocate in them…”

it’s constantly a struggle to sit still when he’s adamantly fondling you. you shudder every time he flattens the wet muscle over your areola before wrapping his lips around the bud. your body clings to his, gripping his shoulders and occasionally pulling on the roots of his hair when he suckles on them like a baby. except unlike a baby, you feel the whole weight of him on top of you, heavy and desiring to sink you deeper in the sheets. the hard mast in his sweats ruts against your thigh.

with the drawn out foreplay, you’re nearly on the end of your rope. you need him to plunge his thick cock in your gooey insides already. you’re surely wet enough for him to slide right in—he’s made sure of that from his languid ministrations.

“sei, please, fuck me already…” you drawl prettily, hiking your knee to coax the hard throb in his pants. he bucks his hips on top of you, groaning low and hoarse, and teetering on the tightrope of self-control.

nagi, whether he realizes it or not, is cruel as he is greedy. he savors your reactions, enamored by the glassy look on your soft features that crinkle every time his mouth meets your beautiful skin. he’s practically on cloud nine, and you must be following him since you’re on the verge of falling apart, and he hasn’t even touched the aching, slick spot sticking to your panties yet.

“c’mon, beautiful, just a lil longer,” he coos, his words all wispy that you’re starting to grow lightheaded. he blows on the shiny trail of his spit along the sensitive expanse of your skin, feeling you squirm under him. lazily resting his cheek on your tits, innocent silver eyes find your teary ones.

“i still need to mark you all up for me, angel. stay still and i’ll make sure you feel so good later when you’re sitting on my cock, okay?” his lips tenderly press the swell of your breasts one last time before branding those dreamy promises into your skin.

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casual , part 5

“ i thought you thought of me better ”

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username44 ethan slander goes crazy

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username10 IDK WHO I WANT MORE

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edwards.73 didn’t sound that way last night

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→ lhughes_06 i swear to god ethan i’m going to beat your ass

_alexturcotte she’s too pretty for him

→ vivianliu RETWEET RETWEET

→ edwards.73 ????

trevorzegras i could treat her better fr

→ vivianliu ion know about that one..

username95 I THOUGHT THEY ALL LIKED ETHAN??? 😭

mackie.samo stop dogging on my boy

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→ dylanduke25 TRUST IN HIM DUDE

→ vivianliu hell no

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_quinnhughes that’s what i’ve been saying but she won’t listen to me 😒

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→ yourusername NO IM NOTTT

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luca.fantilli who said he needed her??

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→ yourusername ☹️

→ edwards.73 i did

→ luca.fantilli oh

→ markestapa OH????

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→ jackhughes oh god please never say that again

dylanduke25 i can smell the pizza from the other room and you won’t share shit 😒

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→ yourusername ‼️‼️

→ colecaufield why did she buy the food and not him 😭😭

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→ jackhughes i’m gonna fight him

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jackhughes our dad’s gonna be livid when he finds out what that asshole did to her

→ vivianliu AS HE SHOULD

→ yourusername oh my god it’s not that big of a deal it doesn’t even matter

→ lhughes_06 ???? OF COURSE IT MATTERS

→ _quinnhughes don’t undermine ts it’s not gonna help you rosie

edwards.73

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edwards.73 then she said you make me happier than ever

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username77 is this him clapping back????

username46 there’s no way he and vivian are beefing rn

markestapa go bag your girl 🙏🙏

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→ yourusername “my girl” ?

→ mackie.samo LMAOOO

→ dylanduke25 this is definitely going in the gc

→ luca.fantilli ethan it’s over for u

vivianliu no don’t be pulling this shit

username80 is it just me who’s getting the tiiiiiniest ick

→ username51 i am too babe dw

jackhughes uh huh..

_quinnhughes ok i don’t know bout all that

username31 kissing in the rain oh my god i’m melting

username27 rosie’s so lucky

→ username12 ethan’s the lucky one here 🙄

lhughes_06 what if i bashed your face in

→ edwards.73 but why

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username54 i want a relationship like theirs so badly

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→ yourusername oh is that her name?

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username10 the candlelit dinner ☹️

colecaufield as much as it pains me to say it you guys look cute together

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_alexturcotte maybe i was wrong about you two and as long as you keep making her happy idc

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→ yourusername wow that’s a pretty long time!

trevorzegras oh ethan you crack me up

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rutgermcgroarty why do i feel sick to my stomach rn

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username55 even rut doesn’t like the relationship 😭😭

→ username79 99% positive he secretly likes her

→ username23 THATS WHAT IM SAYING

mackie.samo did you hard-ish soft launch simply because you were being scrutinized 😭

→ edwards.73 perhaps i did and what about it??

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username46 what happened to the “no labels”

username25 is this not lowkey toxic 💀💀

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→ vivianliu i wholeheartedly agree

→ lhughes_06 that’s what i’ve been saying but no one listens 🙄

→ jackhughes CORRECT

username47 why are we all divided over this i thought we liked the relationship???

→ username53 but they’re kinda toxic af 😭

username9 this shakes me to my core

luca.fantilli is that the after sex pic

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hockeyandhrsepwr · 1 year

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Birthday boy

*little Trevor Zegras x best friend (👀) reader insta edit for his birthday**

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Jackhughes happy birthday Z

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JackHughes I’m busy!!

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Jamie.drysdale too much lol

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ColeCaufield Feeling 22

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TaylorSwift happy birthday Trevor!!

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TrevorZegras………

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TTerry19 He’s sat in his stall gaping like a fish. You’ve shut him up for once

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jackHughes The betrayal speech?

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Masonmctavish23 unfortunately

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User72 wonder what he did

User12 the comment section correction

User22 no one seems to have noticed it😂

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TrevorZegras

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Colecaufield he actually did it?

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Jamie.drysdale yuck

mattboldy couldn’t have waited 2 fucking weeks Trev?

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ColeCaufield I was off by two days😭

TrevorZegras You were betting on us? 😦

Jackhughes duh

Anaheimducks obviously

Colecaufield dude you’ve been in love with her since high school

Yourusername it gets reevaluated every 4 months for new dates

_johnbeecher we're on the 10th round I think

TrevorZegras yourusername YOURE IN ON IT?

Yourusername to quote one Jack Hughes “duh”

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User24 the Ducks admin betting on Trevors love life wasn’t on my bingo card

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TrevorZegras Jesus how many people are actually involved?

Yourusername Secretary Alex?

_alexturcotte at this date, 65

TrevorZegras WHAT!!

Yoruusername yep, you’ve just made Lex a very rich man

Tterry19 atta boy!!

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TrevorZegras shhhh

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User71 best friends to lovers? Elite trope

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