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shaguro · 27 days
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⤿ synposis: you can't ever leave the house without giving toji a kiss good-bye.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ tags: fluff fluff fluff. (toji x fem!reader, established relationship, pet names used ( girl, baby, doll) toji's just in love idk. i wrote the majority of this at like 1 am nd barely proofread!!) wc ⇀ around 0.7k!
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"girl", toji drawls, cerulean orbs trained on your figure by the front door. he’s manspread on your living room sofa, sitcom on the tv screen long forgotten as he turns his body around, all his attention on you and only you. “aren’t you forgettin’ somethin’?”
“hmm? what are you talking about, baby?” you keep your head low while you fumble with your stilettos, a hand on the wall for balance as you finally slip it onto your stocking-clad foot, the last step before you head out for your shift, the sun just peeking over the horizon.
of course, you know exactly what toji’s talking about. it doesn’t matter where you’re going or whether you’ll be back in ten minutes or a few hours, whether he’s in deep sleep or in the middle of an intense workout session — toji expects a kiss good-bye before you leave the apartment you share. he’s real strict about it too, he doesn’t accept any excuses, no if’s, an’s or buts.
does knowing all this stop you from testing the dark-haired man? absolutely not.
“i packed my work-bag last night and i have the car keys right here, looks like i’ve got-“
“now you know that’s not what i’m talkin’ about,” toji deadpans, completely unamused. barely keeping up the act, you had to bite your lip to stop yourself from giggling. “don’t play dumb with me, baby.”
you do just that — tilt your head all cute and innocent as you furrow your brows, crossing your arms against your blouse. “i’m being serious though! i dont know what you’re talking about, i swear.”
“girl, please.” toji scoffs, scarred lip almost turned in a scowl. he’s always so sassy when you start to annoy him. “ya really stress me out, y’know that?” in a quick motion, he stands up, stretching out his long arms before he turns to face you. “you don’t know, huh? c’mere and let me remind you, then.”
toji’s tilts his head down. with low eyes and a coy smirk on his handsome face, he beckons you close with a single finger.
you can’t hide your smile now, it spreads ear to ear as you bounce over to him, the click clacking of your heels resounding on the hardwood floor until you reach the plush carpet where toji stood. he wastes no time, cupping his hands on the globes of your ass and tugs your body flush against his. toji’s so warm — he’s shirtless and all his sculpted muscles are on display, flexing when your cold hands glide across his pecs to snake around his neck.
toji leans down and his plump pink lips meet your glossed ones, the strawberry-flavored gloss sat sweet on his tastebuds but he prefers your taste instead, sliding his tongue through your slightly-parted lips with hopes to satisfy his glutinous craving and he’s not disappointed when your tongues mingle. “mm.” never tired of that saccharine taste, toji grunts into your mouth, taking his time kissing you — oddly soft and gentle.
toji pulls away and your lips part, only separated by a string of sticky saliva before he goes back in, giving you one, two, three quick pecks before he’s had his fill.
soft pants fill the air as toji holds you close, foreheads touching. “that jog your memory?”
toji rolls his eyes when you hum happy ‘mmhm!’ in response, hands rubbing on his broad shoulders, your fingertips ghosting the sharp line of his jaw. “you’re a pain in my ass…” he huffs, and you burst into a fit of giggles at his annoyed expression, unable to contain it anymore. it’s just so adorable — an infectious melody that toji prays he’ll continue to hear, for many years to come.
“lucky y’er so fuckin’ pretty . . next time i won’t go so easy on ya.” as if to seal the promise, he lands a heavy smack! on your ass. “toji!” you squeal out, the force of it propels you forward, temple thumping on his toned chest.
it was his turn to chuckle now, soothing the blow with a gentle rub of his palm prior to kissing the crown of your head. “now that i got my kisses . . s’time for you to head out, doll. don’t wanna be late again, hm?”
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i'm finally back after disappearing for like a thousand years yayyy (don't beat me up yall pls)
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berriblossom · 9 months
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KUKI MY LAD!!!
ITS ME AGAIN! (v)
( Barely proof red im half awake ^^" )
I've been seeing some very good responces to the other ask i had done, and i've just had so many ideas! But i really didnt want to stress you out, do im leaving you with this mini ask ( please dont push yourself to start it, i dont want this to become a chore instead of a little side hobby)
This is another papa zhongli ask, with the beast swan little baby reader (i love them so much platonically ♡♡♡)
Are you able to do a uncle put down for me? (Its like putting a kid to bed) with xiao ? Or... mayhaps a auntie put down with like.. ninnguane or something!! (Idk how to spell her name off the top of my head, i also just see her as the rich aunt typa person)
Once again, please take your time and make sure to have fun! (Btw if its alright with you, i might start leaving little incouragemental askes every once in a while ^^)
Im so eepy TT
GOODNIGHT FRIEND !! (ITS 5 AM HELP ME !! )
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Ahh, more ask! Im totally fine with all the encouragements! These ask make my day! Headcanon time!
When evening comes, who will tuck you in and kiss you goodnight?
Featuring: Childe, Beidou, Ganyu, Ningguang, Shenhe, Xiao, and Papa Zhongli.
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Say what you will about the Fatui harbinger. He may have tried to bring the fall of Liyue, destroy its economy, and somewhat helped in the brutal slaying of its archon before the people's own eyes.
Childe [Uncle TarTag]
But he will be the best uncle no matter what. No matter what.
So when it is time for you to go to bed, he will sometimes procrastinate when you plead with him. "One more game, Uncle Tartag! One more movie, Uncle Tartag! One more!" You bet any money he will watch your favorite movie or read your favorite stories with you before putting you down for a nap or for bedtime.
When he is tucking you in, he is a little rough, to say the least. When you're tucked in. You are tucked in. Like you can't move too much, his strength gets the better of him.
Your bedtime story will have some sort of fighting or violence, which Zhongli has lectured him about. You might be an illuminated beast, but you are still a child. He even got in trouble for telling you to say, "The Tsarita is better than Morax" in a story he told you, and Zhongli wanted to murder him.
Rating: 7/10, he is trying but needs some work in the story department.
You will never be sleeping on her ship. Nit at night, at least. Zhongli has a fear thar if you sleep on her ship, you'll be in another nation by dawn. So yeah, no sleeping on Aunty Beidou's ship. But you can take naps!
Beidou [Captain Aunty Beidou]
Beidou will tell you her stories at sea, how she defeated Haishan, and the stories of her crew. She will never sing any sea shanty's...for reasons. But she'll let Kazuha tell you haikuu's. You can run around the ship until. You're tired out and come lay on her lap for a little nap.
The ship and crew will try to be quiet under Beidou's watch and orders for your nap. She'll let you use her coat as a blankie and kiss your forehead to let you have a few minutes of nap time.
Rating: 7.5 out of 10, only because you can't spend the night but she is good!
Ganyu [Big sister Ganyu]
Now, Ganyu is the queen of naptime with you. Putting you to bed, a little different.
When she puts you down for sleep, she slowly falls asleep, too. She makes your bed extra confy when you're at Jueyun Karst, too comfy. When its bed time, shell read you a bedtime story about Rex Lapis, the Adepti like Aunty Cloudy [cloud retainer].
But slowly and quickly, she will fall asleep with you. She has a small Qilin night light for you, similar to her Cryo globe she makes. She'll have some cool warer near your little setup and some snacks.
By the time she is done reading, she'll be laying beside you, drifting off into sleep with you. She'll let you cuddle her and hold her is you get scared like a good big sister.
Rating: 8/10, she is just a little sleepy, but you're not complaining.
Ningguang [Aunty Ning-Ning]
The times Ganyu has accidently had late nights with you, Ningguang is more than honored to let you hang out with her. Your day is filled with shopping, museums, arts trips, and all the natural beauty of Liyue presented to you on a platter. All for her little swan. Zhongli was fine for you to stay in the Jade Chamber as long as you are respectful and polite.
Ningguang would set you up in a room not far from her desk area or place you on a couch near her office area. She'll get you blankets of the finest cotton, silk, or any fabric. She'll give you some nice cushions for comfort and a nice cup of tea to help you settle down for naps.
She will kiss your head, give you some delicate cuddles, and place you down on her lap if you asked her politely.
If she is in a meeting? Oh, put it on hold real quick, her little swan needs their nightly cuddles and she needs to get it done. Want some tea before bed? Oh, she has it done and will have you in some beautiful silk pajamas while she is at it.
Want to sleep in her expensive bed with her and your plushie, oh she will make some room and let your plushie have its own pillow too.
Ningguang can be really serious at times but if you need her to tuck you in before bed and ask her to tell a story, she will buy the best children's literature book ever written just to read it to you and kiss you goodnight. Yes, she will.
Rating: 7.5/10, your rich Aunty has you covered.
Shenhe [Big sister Shenhe]
She would be lost at first, she knows you aren't human so why sleep like one? But once Ganyu and Cloud Retainer gets it through to her that you are raised in the human world despite being an Adeptus, you act the way you do. Similar to your sleep.
So in some ways, your situation is the opposite but similar to hers.
In comes protective Shenhe mode.
Whatever you want for your nightly routine, she is going to find it, get it, or make Ganyu buy it. She'll learn from Zhongli and Cloud Retainer how to brew and make tea, just for you.
If you ever call her "big sister Shenhe" in your sleep, her yearning to keep you safe even in your dreams grows. Do you want her to kiss your duckie goodnight? She will and tuck it in too beside you. Similarly, with Childe, she can be a little harsh on tucking you in, but over time she learns how to reel it back in.
Do you like her cryo spirits that swirl around you? She'll use them to keep your room cool at night during warm nights.
Want her to tell you stories? She will spend time with the traveler just to come back and tell you about it.
Rating: 8/10, she's a little confused but goodness she has the spirit.
Need him to hold your hand when you get scared of the dark? He will ask Verr Godlet to borrow a night light for you. Or better yet, he will find or make one. He will also still hold your hand.
Xiao [Big Brother Xiao]
Now, this big brother, the conquerer of demons, is the only surviving Yakasha.
He will spoon-feed you almond tofu if you need it before bed. Hell, he will learn the recipe and make it for you. Want to sit on the terrace of the Wangshuu Inn and say hello to the moon? He will have you in his lap while you do it.
Need a little cool air because the room is stuffy or warm? he'll use his anemo vision to bring in a gentle breeze. He will have everything you like and don't like down on a list.
Too much noise? He will find the source and silence it.
Want a bath before bedtime? He will test the temperature himself, and make sure to get your rubber duckies in too.
Need some tea? What's the brew? What type? Hell, where is the leaf so he can pick it himself and make it?
Xiao would sleep beside you too even if he is tense and still as stone. But he will mellow out once hearing you have your big brother here to protect you. Yeah, he will be there to protect you.
Rating: 8.5/10, he will do it only for you. Only for his little sibling.
Zhongli is the standard setter of what bedtime should be like.
Zhongli [He needs no introduction]
Zhongli will not only have your bath ready for when bedtime comes, but also your favorite night-time tea is on the stove ready too. He will pull out your little dragon onesie, with the horns on the hood too. And a little tail, and will put your little yellow socks on too.
You can run around while he folds up your towel and clothes for the next day saying you're a dragon and he will play along, even teaching you about how real dragons act and fly. Zhongli will give you the tea in your special teacup with two pinches of sugar just for you.
Want a little snack? He will be making you little biscuits to enjoy with your tea like little cookies.
When it's really time to settle you in, he will have your nightlight on while reading you a bedtime story. He is the king of bedtime stories he can tell you a story you've heard 100 times like it's never been told before. Want a story about Rex Lapis and the Adepti? He has one, and wants one about the Stove God? he will tell it all.
He will tuck you in gently, making sure you are fully covered and secure. The window will be cracked slightly for some fresh air, and also the coolness.
Have a nightmare and need your Papa?
He will hold you close to his chest and will console you while you cry and talk about it. Assuring you, that your Papa will always come and save you, even from the dark.
He will kiss your forehead and cheeks goodnight, even your plushies too. Repeating how much he loves you, how happy he is to be your papa, and how lucky he is to have you, his little swan with him.
Got scared and want to sleep in his bed?
He will pull you beside him and let you talk to him until you go to sleep finally. He may be exhausted but he will listen to your rambles before bed like it is his morning news.
Rating: ∞/10. No questions, comments, or concerns here.
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lieslab · 14 days
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The depths between: Chapter two
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Trigger warning: Brief mention of blood and gun violence.
Chapter one
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Nature vs nurture is a controversial topic to some. When it comes to human beings, is it embedded in our genetics? Are we victims of our own DNA? Are we like this by nature or are we nurtured to be this way? 
Does every serial killer have cold-blood? When they pop out of their mother’s wombs, was the story already prewritten or is it the people around them that make them that way? Does the bitter father and the emotional mother play too much of a role? 
Which one is the truth? It’s a topic that’s been debated for years. It’s either one dominant force or the other or maybe, just maybe, it’s both. Maybe we act the way we do partly from genetics and partly from the environment we’re raised in. 
Perhaps, it’s the people we call parents. The friends we surround ourselves with; the good ones and the bad ones. Maybe it’s the step-parent who tends to treat you harsher than their biological children. That one teacher who tended to go after you when you were just a defenseless kid. 
For Hwang Hyunjin, the picture was blurred. He wasn’t sure what made him turn out the way he did. Over the years and into puberty, something seemed to change inside of him. Maybe it was just the teenage angst that he never outgrew. 
The pessimism that started as a mustard seed until it grew and grew and grew. Eventually, the optimism faded away until it was nothing, but microscopic dust particles. He could attempt to reach out and grab it, but they slipped through his fingers. 
The truth is that you get to pick the kind of person you want to be. If we push aside the thoughts and opinions of others. If we pretend like those parental comments and snide remarks from bullies don’t hurt, you can be whoever you wish. 
Once you break free from the gravity of others, you become weightless. You are your own person, your own brain, and your own actions. You have the power to do whatever your heart desires. 
Growing up, there was only one thing that interested Hwang Hyunjin and that was pirates. It was probably a way to fulfill the void of missing family. The idea of being in the deep ocean blue with a group of people who wanted the same things as you. 
In the ocean, it’s sink or swim. You either learn to live with the people on their ship or they’ll throw you overboard without a moment of hesitation. There are no rules when you’re living the life of a criminal and very few morals. 
The thing about pirates? It’s incredibly hard to find them. Nobody walks around with their spine straightened and chin up proudly announcing that they commit crimes on the open sea. In most places, it’d get you a free ticket to jail. 
Hyunjin had to go look for those people himself. He learned everything he could about boats. He learned the positions and he learned about the wind. He learned about sailor’s lore and deep sea stories. 
He spent his days researching in the library and taking notes. He sang sea shanties and earned his keep. At least, he did in his head. In his head, he’d be the best pirate that there’d ever be. 
You want to know the truth about pirates? They’re fueled by greed. On quick ships with trustworthy crews, they don’t take boasts hostage for the fun of it. They’re there to do a job and they’ll do whatever it takes to complete a damn good job. 
Hyunjin knew what he was doing when he booked a sketchy boat ride through a dangerous part of the ocean. He knew the waves were high and there was a chance pirates would attack, but he couldn’t help it. Some part of him wanted to experience it. He wanted to feel the rush and adrenaline of it all. 
Pirates don’t have time to make friends with strangers. They don’t have time to talk to you either. They’re there for one thing most of the time. They just want whatever you have that’ll be valuable to them. 
It was a miracle when his small ship, with seven other people, got attacked. Hyunjin laughed in the beginning. It worked out exactly how he wanted it to. At least, it did until one of the pirates pulled out a gun. 
He didn’t remember what happened much after that. Beside him, the captain’s head blew into thousands of tiny pieces. He could still remember the sticky bits of brain that coated his face. 
He remembered the metallic taste of blood that landed in his open mouth. He remembered it all and he remembered everything. The screams came and then he finally felt the single thing that he hadn’t been prepared for; the fear. 
The last thing he remembered was diving. He jumped directly into the ocean and disappeared beneath the waves. He didn’t know where he was going or what he was doing, but he couldn’t let them kill him. 
Anger began to bestow in his veins. It ran hot through his temple and bubbled in his gut. He couldn’t believe something like this happened to them. He knew pirates could be mean, but he wasn’t expecting ruthless cruelty. 
He wasn’t sure how long he had been beneath the blue waves when he began to swim back to the surface. At least, he tried to swim. When his body wasn’t moving, he began to panic. 
The rope of the anchor was wrapped around his foot. He must have brushed up against it and kicked without realizing what was going on. Once he noticed the tangled rope around his ankle, the pain began immediately. 
The sharp sting of the rope fibers cut into his ankle. Clenching his teeth, he moved backwards and attempted to free his ankle. The more he moved, the more energy he used. 
Soon enough, he couldn’t breathe. His fingers fumbled at the rope blindly. He needed to get a breath of fresh air and he needed to get one soon. His fingers jerked at the water, in an attempt to free him, but he was stuck. 
When you’re taken by the water, you’re either good or evil. When Hyunjin’s eyes rolled back into his head and his body began to free fall, his anger went dormant. Without a conscience, there was nothing to be afraid of. 
Down, down, down his body fell until his limbs hung limply. The taught rope kept him from floating too far away from the bottom of the boat. Luscious black locks ebbed back and forth beneath the waves. 
Curious small fish began to swim through the gaps between his fingers. Their scaly bodies moved swiftly and their teeth gently nibbled. The tiny teeth weren’t much when it came to water-logged skin. 
The longer he stayed beneath the waves, the more his fingertips puckered with pruning. On the boat, the pirates took their fair share of belongings before they climbed back onto their own boat and drifted away. 
Sharks in the area were on the prowl. The sharp scent of blood was addicting and a high that even the weakest shark couldn’t resist. One bite of flesh and the bloom of perfumed blood, it was rare for them. 
The ocean was so big and vast. Sharks didn’t stay in one place. They swam wherever they pleased and some stayed further in the depths. If you were to munch on a human, you had to be in the right place at the right time. 
One moment, a shark was heading full speed ahead towards Hyunjin’s body. Jagged and razor sharp teeth grinned as the large being gunned him down. Before he could get there, Hyunjin’s body began to transform. 
Nobody understood the exact science behind it. One moment you were a corpse and the next, your body began to change. Gills carved into the side of your ribs. Invisible claws cut you open and you began to change. 
Hyunjin’s legs bound together and began to morph. The skin of his calves constricted tighter and tighter against each other until the skin began to burst. The soft skin jutted out and poked into tiny hardened pieces of fish scales. 
Soft popping filled the surrounding area beneath the water. It sounded a lot like the faint popping of popcorn. His precious toned legs would never walk on the land again. Being a siren is nothing, but a curse. 
Realizing what was happening, the shark halted and spun around instantly. Dark sirens were the deadliest creatures of the sea. Too many larger aquatic animals had been defeated. 
Over time, adaptation and evolution cause you to change. Sharks stopped fucking with dark sirens the moment dark sirens began putting their claws and teeth to good use. The stinging sensation of being carved open and ripped apart, bleeding out via your own bloody mist, was unforgettable. Not only for them, but for the creatures who happened to be in attendance as well. 
When Hyunjin sucked in a breath, he realized everything was wrong. He attempted to kick his legs, but to his surprise, they were band together. His hands jerked against the water and that’s when he found the thin bands of webbing padded between each finger. 
When he found the long pitch black tail, he thought he lost it. He must have been out of his mind to imagine such a thing. The movement of it came to him naturally. The thin pointed webbing helped him slice through the water like butter. 
By the time he resurfaced, it took him a moment to switch his breathing from the gills to his nose. The sensation was strange and unfamiliar. There was an itch in the back of his throat and a burn around the gills. Would he ever get used to the salt water against them?
The metal hull of the ship stared back at him. It was still rather sunny outside when he popped up. Droplets of water fell down his neck and along his chest. He remained in the plain black shirt he was wearing when he died. 
His reflection was an entirely different story. The once normal human teeth became sharper. The two front teeth tapered off into two sharp points and the other teeth followed suit. He ran his tongue along them to confirm the sharpness. 
That’s when he realized his eyes were pitch black. The russet brown had deepend to charcoal. The color spread out and seeped into the rest of his eyes. The bright white scleras darkened to black. He could see perfectly, but it still looked unnatural. 
Questions surrounded him, but they were never answered. He gripped the fishing boat and attempted to pull himself inside. His arm muscles strained until he toppled over the edge. He wasn’t used to the new dead weight of his lower body. 
His tail thwacked right into a puddle of warm blood. He gagged at the sight and glanced around. The bodies of the people he was on the boat with were spewed in every direction. Faces were frozen in shock and fear. Limbs sprawled out in unnatural contorted angles. Everyone was attempting to get away when they were gunned down. 
The anger inside of Hyunjin began to grow. The people he idolized, the pirates, it turned out that they were nothing, but monsters. A crew of misfits who did nothing, but took and destroyed because there’s no law in the water. 
As the blood began to dry along Hyunjin’s arms, he vowed revenge. With sharpened teeth and a snarl, he dived overboard and back into the water. The sharp waving motion projected his body forward. 
He took off with hatred brewing in his heart. It wasn’t the first time he’d choose hate over love. Once you pick hate, there’s no going back. Dark sirens will never be pure again. Cursed from their human death onward, they’re like this until they’re destroyed. 
It’s rare, but it does happen. Every siren can be killed if you try hard enough. There is no heaven and there is no hell. What happens to a dead siren? They turn into foam; sea foam, ocean foam, whatever you want to call it. The soft white murkiness in the waves that brush against your bare feet. 
After all, sea foam is just the decomposition of organic ocean materials. And the souls? The ocean is a mystery and has many secrets. Some of which, you’re not supposed to know and you won’t know. 
You’ll never know because some things are meant to stay hidden beneath the waves.
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tinytinybumblebee · 7 months
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oh my goodness!! kiddo fang and baby eddie!! :000 these silly little pirate characters make me so happy /pos
i originally thought that fang was a carer, since he gave off big carer vibes from the thingy with izzy in the episode 1 of s2??? (or was it ep 2, i forgot XD) and he just had that cg vibe. but now i just think of him as a flip! :D oooh, when he's a cg he would be such a cool, chill uncle who always has a story about his past, or loves to play pretend with the little tykes on the ship :> (baby eddie and kiddo jim are his absolute faves but shhhh)
And when he's small, he's so bouncy and happy with his little fuzzed brain. He gave off big little vibes in ep 5 when he wanted to go catch some fishies with eddie!! him and eddie are such a brother duo who love to run around and stare out into the water and watch it shimmer in the sun/moon light :) and he would be such a sea creatures type of guy! having all sorts of fishies and other cute sea creatures when he gets dressed up or has a toy with him, he just love loves the sea!! i also somehow imagine him having a ukulele to stroke and hum like hes having a little sea shanty ;u;
I love love loveeeee all the fang screen time, and i want more and more of him!!! :)
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Yes!!!! A a a a a this season has blessed us with Fang content😭💖💖💖
Flip Fang is basically canon aaaa🥺💖 He's the cooolest uncle who lets the tiny ones have an extra sweet before supper, teaches them how to tie lures and telling them stories!
And tiny Fang is just a little guuuuy!♡♡♡ Looooves being told fairy-tales in silly voices. He knows allllll the fishies names and can tell you what they look like! Waaaaa💖💖💖
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idrewacow · 9 months
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Holy shit it's been years and I still love your works aousdhlnka I just finished rereading sneering eyes for the nostalgia and AOSDJANAOSLJDKA I think my love for your fics might be as great as Miku and Luka's ahah The space shanty extra chapter absolutely floored me how could you qwq Honestly reading/rereading these negitoro fics give me motivation to maybe finally write that story idea I had for a while... Also I had this question for a couple years at this point; where does the negitoro summer smash prompts come from? Like is there a list somewhere or smth? Sorry this ask was kinda all over the place lmao, I can't wait to see what you write up next!!( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡
Hi! Thanks so much for this message. Knowing that my works, old and new, inspires others to write is some of the best feedback possible! I hope you do it, more to read for us all! :D
The negitoro summer smash is organized over at our negitoro discord channel. We host one every summer, and since it's the season, there are more works to come from me and others! I just finished drafting my own submission, which is very exciting. That'll be coming out soon. If you want to join our discord to partake in conversations, share art, and participate in the event, let me know, I'll dm you a link. :) This applies to anybody interested by the way: the more the merrier!
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missmungoe · 9 months
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This recent cyber attack on AO3 gave me quite the scare, so when the site went back up, I immediately downloaded all of your shanties fics because one night without being able to reread one of your stories is one night too many for me!
And then I realised the magnitude of how much you have written - Mnemosyne is 1155 pages!!! And Charybdis is 560 pages 🤯 I mean I know your stories are long (and I adore you for that ❤️) but jeez seeing those numbers really makes me realise just how much it is ...mindblowing...♡♡♡
Oh my god, well I have always wondered what some of these fics would look like bound on a shelf, and I guess in Mnemosyne's case the answer is "a brick" hsdjfndjg.
Also<3
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lale-txt · 2 years
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“You’re about to fall asleep while standing.” – “I’m not.”
Bee rubs her eyes, letting out a loud yawn and doing a big stretch before she leans against her partner’s calf, resting her tired eyes a little. She just finished brushing her teeth and slipped into her favorite worn-out sweater that was a little too big for her, waiting for Whitebeard to finish his nightly routine so they finally could go to bed together after a long night of celebrating on the Moby Dick again. 
Currently Whitebeard was busy combing his mustache, tilting his head slightly in each direction and plucking a single hair that sprung where it didn’t belong every now and then. It was a mystery why he had to do this now when it was so late that the sun was almost rising again, but Bee was too tired to question this. Somewhere in the distance they could hear Thatch singing sea shanties, unclear if he was still up and tipsy from the party or if he had just risen again to prepare breakfast for the hungry crew.
“Come on now… how much more often do I have to tell you that your stache looks much better than Rogers, just give it a rest, Eddie…”, Bee mumbled and tugged on his pants for attention.
Whitebeard looked down to his side and smirks. For someone who was for swearing so loudly that she wasn’t on the edge of falling asleep on the spot only a minute ago, Bee was very much dozing off with her head resting against his leg. Before her legs would give in, Whitebeard bent down, putting one of his huge hands on her back and scooping her up with ease. Startled and caught off guard Bee let out a surprised gasp, clinging to one of his fingers for some grip as she hisses out his name, followed by a small chuckle when he holds her up close in his palm to his face.
“What, Newgate? Want me to check your beard for you so we can finally go to bed?”
The captain lets out a loud laugh which bounces from every wall, his whole body shaking from it. There was something about his laughter that was just contagious, making Bee grin from ear to ear. The way he cupped her in his hand made her feel so safe, knowing he would never let anyone even think about doing her harm. She reached for a strand of his blonde hair and he leaned in close, letting her tuck it behind his ear before she placed a soft kiss on his cheek. When he cups her with his other hand too it was almost like a secret cave, a tiny universe in his palms, just the two of them.
His beard tickled when he nuzzled her, charming out a soft laughter from her. Bee could feel him humming softly when she let her fingertips run over his skin, tracing every wrinkle and scar that held its very own story. It was her favorite face on the whole Grand Line and even beyond that. He had her whole heart, bigger than any treasure could ever be. Soft whispered confessions fell out of their mouths, telling a bedtime story sweeter than honey. For a few heartbeats it was like the whole world stopped moving, only them dancing around on stardust with their eyes closed.
“Let’s go to bed, my love”, Whitebeard mumbled and placed another kiss on Bee’s face as he turned off the light, carrying her towards their shared bedroom. She was already about to fall asleep in his palms, her head resting against his, the sweetest smile on her lips, slipping into a dream as soft as the love they held for each other. 
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a shadow where you used to be
me again! this is in the same universe as the other ficlet (if you remember it) and its more character backstory!! (different character tho) They're aliens lmao
Leonatis grinned, eyes bright as he plunked a new tankard of prescael on the table. A small group of Muscu were gathered in Section A315 on the Dome, celebrating the end of the training year. The older Muscu teens had already begun celebrating, as evident by the way Leo’s words slurred a bit when he spoke.
  “Sing along if you still know the words. May?” He looked to his little sister expectantly, mischief alight in his eyes. Mayrabellin raised an eyebrow incredulously. They had learned the shanty from an old teacher, back when May had first been allowed on the Dome.
  “It's been ten years!” She said, still not believing that her brother expected her to remember. 
  “Ten millennium,” Ariellani joked, drinking from their own tankard. 
  “Give or take,” Leo grinned, clinking their tankards together in a mini-salute.
  “And not once, not once! Have you said please,” May said, leaning back in her chair.
  “Now? This is when... We're doing this now, apparently,” one of May’s other friends whispered, rolling his eyes.
  “Yes, now!” May said loudly, crossing her arms. 
  The rest of the group laughed, egging Leo into saying “please” The boy in question rolled his eyes and grinned, giving his sister his best impression of puppy dog eyes. “ Please , May?” May sighed and rolled her eyes, but she had a fond smile on her face as she joined her brother on the tabletop. Leo began stomping a beat, May clapping along. “What shall we do with a drunk-”
  “Space pirate!” The group cut in, everyone singing along and laughing. The festivities carried on for many hours, the lights remaining on until well into the new day cycle.
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  May sat at the table, staring into the depths of her tankard as the memories of that day’s battle raged through her mind. 
  “Duck, May!” Leo shouted, throwing a knife above her head just as she obeyed. “They’re everywhere! Get to the commander and tell him we have to retreat!” May nodded, running off to fulfill her brother’s command. Just as she turned away, however, a blood curdling scream made her turn back. Leo stood over an opponent, cold glare fixed on its slowly-disintegrating form. Dark purple blood bloomed across his dark yellow tactical gear, right above his heart. “Leo?” Her brother looked up, eyes sad. He smiled. “Leo!” She tried to run back to him, but other aliens swarmed her, forcing her to pause and fight. May slammed her tankard onto the table, the table at which- merely hours ago- her brother had sat, grinning and laughing and alive . She swiped her purple sleeve across her cheeks, ridding them of the tears that threatened to fall. “May?” Looking up sharply, May caught sight of Ariellani in the doorway, giving her a look of pity. The rest of their class were behind her, all having come to help their friend. Leo had been a big brother to them all, and they all felt his loss. Wiping her tears again, May offered a weak smile. “Hi Ariel. What do you need?” Ariellani walked into the room, sitting in the chair next to May. Various classmates filtered in after her. They all sat in silence for a moment, mourning the loss of a brave warrior. Suddenly, May spoke up. “Do you-” She paused, clearing her throat. “Do you guys remember how he’d get up early in the day cycle, waking everyone up to go warm up?” A Muscu towards the back chuckled, and various classmates began nodding and sharing their own stories of Leo. The conversation carried on until it lulled into a silence. Then, from the back of the room, someone pounded out a beat on a table. May smiled, clapping along. “What shall we do with a drunk-” “SPACE PIRATE!!”
  fin. submitted by @bucky-barnes-and-steve-noble
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I LOVE THIS!!! It's so witty and it just FLIES along!! FANTASTIC job!! :D
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tornsurvivors · 1 year
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♡  color  :  blue, sea green, white. mostly sea related colors. ♡  season  :  she likes each season for different reasons, honestly. but if she had to pick one, it'd be winter. she just likes the chilly weather. ♡  holiday  :  christmas. because every christmas, she'd always come back home to her family. it's also because of the spirit of giving. ♡  location  :  the beach or on her ship. honestly, anywhere that is by or on the sea. otherwise, in her own personal library or any other library. ♡  activity  :  reading, without a doubt. she adores losing herself in fictional worlds and picturing them. then there's the true stories that she would find fascinating, because of the knowledge and lessons they give. then just like everyone else, she has a guilty pleasure but hers is for a few select romance novels. but she's not going to admit that outright. ♡  film / show  :  N/A. buuuuuut for jaina in a modern au, I think she'd secretly be a sucker for a few chick flicks. other than that, she'd enjoy a good adventure film / show. documentaries as well. ♡  food  :  crab cakes, eel pie, mana cakes. ♡  beverage  :  Drop Anchor Dunkel (< yes it's a link to that drink), wine, tea. ♡  animal  :  hard to pick, she adores animals. but if she had to pick one, it'd be sharks. ♡  flower  :  forget me nots, starlight rose, carnations. ♡  song  :  kul tiran sea shanties, what else. she practically grew up with them.
tagged by: no one, I yoinked it. tagging: YOU, reading this. do the thing.
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meilunye · 1 year
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Ripples in the water
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♡ Original posting date: 20/07/2021 ♡ Ship: Tomo/Kazuha ♡ Setting: merman!Tomo, pirate!Kazuha ♡ Word count: 14,3k ♡ AO3: meow
Beidou's crew captures a merman in hopes of selling him for good money. But he starts flirting with one of the sailors instead, and it's the beginning of a disaster love story.
❝ Kazuha considers himself to be quite the rational person. He carefully measures the weight of every word he speaks, curates his manners to appear impeccable and avoid any possible conflict, filters his thoughts with a thick layer of logic and mistrust. It comes without saying then, that he definitely does not believe in mermaids, sea monsters, and fantasy creatures in general.
Half of a pirate's life is made of sea shanties and legends. Men gather around the bonfires at the shore and tell each other stories, skillfully embroidered tales of valiant heroes defeating demonic spawns of the ocean, rejected by the gods themselves. Beidou has built her entire reputation on her epic deeds, the subjugation of Haishan earning her a place in the history of myth.
Up to now, Kazuha thought it was a lie. An exaggeration, or rather a fairytale to stop her sailors' souls from quivering before the raging tides of the angered ocean. How could one not sleep soundly knowing their captain could slay enemies and beasts alike?
A flick of red and gray is all he sees, as the net gets slowly lowered upon the deck. He holds his breath. Dozens of fish jump out of the mesh, escaping through the holes only to wobble their way back into the sea. All that's left of the harvest is a mass of unruly blonde hair, staring at the men gathered around with anger and offense. ❞
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fueledbysano · 2 years
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tr boys as classmates, filo au
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Mikey, Draken, Kazutora, Wakasa, Takeomi
tirador ng siomai sa canteen, tumatambay sa tapat ng aircon pagkatapos mag PE at hubadero. lagi may dalang bench body na panyong iniikot ikot o ihahampas sa taas ng pintuan. probably varsity player na may fansclub ng mga babae galing sa lower levels pero inaangasan lang nila. dumederetso sa computer shop pagkatapos ng klase o nagcucutting. depende sa trip nila. suki rin sa guidance at prefect.
Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Inupi, Souya, Shinichiro, Naoto, Takuya
maaga pumasok, amoy Johnson's baby powder at laging may baon na lunch. probably nagku-kumon tapos maganda grades. alagang alaga ng mama. heartthrob sa mga kaklase at lower levels. madalas pinapatawag ng mga babae kapag may event para magpa picture sa labas ng classroom. laging nabibiktima sa jail at marriage booth. pasimuno mag ML o CODM nang patago sa classroom at tiga hotspot. madalas rin sumama sa mga nagcocomputer shop.
Izana, Hanma, Koko, Kisaki, Kakucho
anak mayaman. conyo. may driver na tiga hatid at sundo. lagi may dalang McCafé o Starbs tuwing umaga. matalino at intimidating. active sa orgs and probably may puwesto sa student council. madalas manlibre ng tropa tapos nag vavape. athletic at sinusundan ng mga babae kapag intrams. suki ng mga club tapos sumisigaw ng “putangina” kapag pinapatugtog All I Do Is Win.
Sanzu, Baji, Hakkai
kalokohan lang ambag. tinatago mga gamit mo o tinatali yung bag. madalas mabungangaan ng teacher tas suki ng guidance. pinapatawa ka kapag nagpepresent sa klase. tayo nang tayo sa bus kapag field trip. laging may JBL speaker na dala dala para mag soundtrip ng EXB, Al James, Nik Makino, Shanti Dope, at J Roa. parang megaphone yung bunganga. nakiki club sa mga rich kids pero walang ambag sa shot tapos lunch time na pumapasok next day.
Takemichi, Makoto, Yamagishi, Akkun
mejo maasim pero pinag aagawan ng mga babae at iniiwan rin. madalas mabungangaan ng class president sa sabayang pagbigkas kasi laging sumasablay. puwedeng utusan kapag may papabilhin sa canteen at puwede ring makausap tungkol sa bagay bagay. pero madalas mapag tripan ng iba. nagbabike o motor papasok at pauwi tapos nag papa angkas din.
Rindou, Nahoya
mysterious, magaling sa acads, amoy bvlgari, maganda manamit, at pinapanis yung varsity players kapag PE. laging nasisita yung haircut sa inspection. nagsosoot lang ng ID kapag may teacher. pinaka kinatatakutan ng mga ka batch at lower levels. nang lalaglag ng mga kaibigan kapag nahuling nagkokopyahan. malakas mang trashtalk sa computer shop. paasa at hindi nang cucrushback.
Taiju, South, Benkei
bouncer ng klase. kasing tangkad ng pinto tapos pag kinakausap mo para kang nananalangin kay lord. magaling sa performance tasks at laging inuutusan ng mga teacher para magbuhat ng gamit. nakiki pag fliptop kung kani kanino sa likod ng classroom kapag break time. laging pinag kukumpara yung laki ng kamay sa mga kaklase. matic taga hawak ng cartolina at manila paper kapag nagpepresent.
Ran, Shion
Bully na heartthrob. Nakikipag suntukan sa CR at trashtalker. sumasagot din sa teacher. Takot sa commitment kaya iba ibang babae kasama tuwing linggo. Napaiyak na kalahati ng school pero never pa na ga-guidance. Kurap na class treasurer. Iba ibang babae ini-IG story araw araw. May frat house na sobrang dilim tapos pansit canton lang pagkain at bacardi lang yung merong imunin.
@avi-ren helped with this ♡ thanks buddy. felt like i was in high school again for a sec there.
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shaguro · 2 months
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{ "SKIN TIGHT.ᐟ" }
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{ft. satoru g.} when you realize that you’re falling in love with your friends with benefits, you distance yourself. ghost him after each session. but this time, gojo won’t let you go so easily.
{warnings.} fwb!gojo x reader. fwb to lovers trope! fem!reader, orgasm denial, missionary, breeding kink (like if you sqint) unprotected sex. pet names used, (baby, girl) gojo is a lil delulu. extremely intimate. angsty throughout but ends happy. wc. 2k.
{shanti’s note!} heavily inspired by skin tight by ravyn lenae. listen to the playlist for this story here.
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“are you.. are you just usin’ me, (y/n)? just think you can fuck me whenever you feel like? that’s just cruel, baby.”
you knew this was coming.
satoru was pretty much good at everything, sex included. it’s why you initiated this arrangement in the first place, being his friend and fucking him whenever you wanted to. the terms were simple: casual sex with no unwanted, lingering emotions. love is complicated, exhausting — after a handful of failed relationships, you wanted no parts of it and threw in the towel, officially out the game.
he’s not wrong, you do use him. fuck him and disappear by the next morning, unseen and unreachable until you decide to show up at his doorstep again, sometimes days — usually weeks later.
you know he’ll let you in, no matter how much time has passed. just cruel.
“you’re evil. you and this fuckin’—“ he sucks in a sharp breath, tilts his head back. gooey walls mold his dick, all ribbed and dangerously warm. is this why he lets you play him like this? “. . . tight ass pussy you’ve got.”
if it wasn’t for satoru holding your legs up and open, veined hands creased in the bend of your knees, you’re sure they would’ve gave out. he’d been relentless with his teasing this session and you were puffing, the shallow breaths left a slight tremble throughout your body. sweat beads rolled down your temple, cascade down the junction of your neck.
satoru denies you an orgasm for the umptheeth time and you start to think he’s the cruel one. you deserve it, though. this torture, his crafty method of punishment.
he’s had you like this for some time, the deep rut of his hips halted, everything is still. just satoru and his cerulean-speckled iries glowering down on you, goosebumps decorated your skin. you knew he was waiting for some sort of explanation to rationalize the mess you’d created but you weren’t sure where to start.
with your cheek smushed on your shoulder, you decide to fix your eyes on something, anything across the room to avoid his stare that was burning into the side of your head. “‘toru, i’m sorry.”
satoru scoffs, his trimmed fingernails indent your soft skin. “damn, now you’re lyin’ to me too? must really wanna hurt my feelings.”
“i’m not, i swear—“
“you disappear for three months and all you have to say is sorry?” he spat, his words had an uncharacteristic sharpness to them, hard and demeaning. it wasn’t hard to detect the underlying rage that rumbled within his entire being. “no explanation? just sorry? nah.. you gotta.. you gotta give me more than that, (y/n).”
taken aback, you bite down on your bottom lip, at a complete loss for words. there isn’t much you can say to pacify him, you doubt he’d care to hear it. what worked before certainly won’t work now.
the quiet is deafening and suspenseful.
and your silence angers him further, on levels you can’t fathom. you won’t weasel your way out of this, he concludes. you’ll give him an answer, even if it’s at the expense of his already bruised ego.
“hey.. look at me.” he sneers, and you feel the warmth of his skin on your chin, his thumb and pointer fingers curl as they angle your head forward and back onto his face. “just.. talk to me, please.”
satoru gojo, begging? oh yeah, you’ve really done a number on him.
you take your time as you admire him, basking in the sheer beauty of the man in front of you. obnoxious and arrogant as he was, satoru gojo is undeniably attractive, simply gorgeous — pink, kiss-bitten lips slightly parted and his cheeks a pretty shade of red from the exertion, you gather. his abs are chiseled and tense and if you peek lower, you’re met with neatly trimmed, white tufts of hair at the base of his dick.
“you…” you stop to clear your throat but it didn’t need clearing, only to counteract how embarrassingly weak your voice sounded. “..y-you wouldn’t understand, satoru— oh!”
he exhales deep through his nose and suddenly leans down, releasing his hold on your knees to brace his elbows on the satin-sheets. while he does this, his hips roll — slow as he feeds you all his thick inches until he bottoms out, his pelvis taut against your neglected clit.
you mewl out and your hands encircle his neck, scratching at the low hairs on his nape. he’s so close, your noses basically touch. his breath fans your face, cooling your rather hot cheeks. “then help me understand, baby. make it easy f’me, whatever it is.. i can handle it.”
you’re not worried about him not being able to handle it, in fact you’re not worrying about anything at all. how can you when he’s got you stuffed, stretched and full like this?
concentration is impossible as satoru sets a steady, languid pace — not too slow nor too fast, just enough to have your manicured, white toes curling. your mouth in the shape of a pretty ‘o’, your breathy whimpers resounding off the walls of satoru’s bedroom, the beautiful symphony ringing in his ears.
an addicting melody, you were like his own personal drug. insatiable and persistent, gojo was unsure if he’d ever get his fill of you, truly he didn’t care. as long as he had you here with him, where you belonged.
“c’mere,” he pants and leans in, connecting your lips in a swift motion. you melt into the kiss, jaw slack while your tongues meld and mix. it’s fervent like always but this sensation is new — raw, almost vulnerable. pouring his heart out to you in all his movements and you can feel all of it.
“‘toru, oh my g-god.” you grip his forearms, keening as his length drags along a spot that has stars twinkling behind your lids. “i was j-just— fuck!”
“just what baby?” he mocks, it wouldn’t be gojo if he didn’t find a way to tease you, even in the most intimate of moments. he litters kisses along your jawbone before latching onto the delicate skin on the column of your throat, grazing his teeth on the surface to ensure it’ll leave colorful marks, letting out a pretty whine of his own. “shit, squeezing me s’tight- gotta use your w-words f’me.”
well, that’s easier said than done. your body is trembling in a way that can only be caused by satoru, every time your mouth opens to form words only meek, whiney moans follow. your tips scratch the plane of his delts, surely leaving cat-like scratches in their wake. and your legs hang loosely off his slim waist as you cling to him for dear life.
“i was just s-scared, satoru.” your voice was low, it was nearly drowned out by the wet squelching of your pussy. the constant schlap schlap schalp of satoru’s pelvis meeting the fatty flesh of your thighs.
satoru’s eyebrows furrow and his eyes meet yours, his head slightly tilted in confusion. “scared of what? of me?
“no!” you shake your head profusely and reach a shaky hand up to cup his face. he leans into the touch, the heat of his cheek warming your palm. if there was one person you’d feel eternally safe and protected with, it’s him. “no.. never. it’s the w-way you make me, hmm, f-feel that i was scared of.”
“oh? and how do i make you feel?” he purrs prior to kissing you again, nibbling on your bottom lip. truth be told, he wasn’t sure what you were about to say. he prayed to the god above you couldn’t feel the rapid beating of his heart, notice the uneven rise and fall of his chest. so he plays it off, even with that slight tremor in his voice. “you love me or somethin’?”
it might be more than love. a deep attachment, a classic case of yearning and longing. gojo satoru was made for you. no amount of denying or running from the obvious would change that fact. you love him so badly it hurts, it consumes you — clouds your thoughts and steals the air from your lungs. no more fighting, you had no energy left to.
you’re surrendering yourself to satoru gojo and it was time to let him know.
“yeah,” you confirm with a giggle, all airy and breathless. your thumb strokes his cheek gingerly, tilting your chin up so your foreheads touch. “i love you, satoru.”
satoru doesn’t respond, in fact he was deadly silent. mouth agape, his eyes darting wildly as he examines your face, searching for signs of roguery but he found none. you were telling the truth, the love swelling in your eyes made it oh so apparent.
“again.”
you let out a surprised yelp when satoru presses his body down, the pressure of his weight dips into your chest, leaving you winded. his face is buried in the crook of your neck where the neediest whines roll off his tongue. with this new angle, he’s balls-deep and the rhythm his hips carry has your eyes rolling, holding his broad shoulders to ground yourself.
skin-tight, it’s like your bodies, your sounds are one.
“s-say you love me again.” he rasps, and it’s more pleading than demanding. like he needs reassurance.
“i love you s-so muchh— ohgod, don’t stop, don’t stop!” your words trail into high-pitched mewls and satoru sighs, a blissful sound of relief. your pussy clamps down on his dick greedily, sucking him in impossibly deeper as he massages your aching walls, un-calculated and sloppy.
this was the effect you had on him, you always left him a fucking mess. satoru would let you ruin him, every time, for as long as he lived. “don’t know how long i’ve b-been, hah, waitin’ to fuckin’ hear t-that.”
you’d tease him for the stutter in his words if you could think clearly but your mind is blank. you’re delightfully delirious as satoru pounds into you, giving you quite literally everything he’s got. simply insatiable, you still want more. settling a weak hand on his hip, you use the last of your strength to propel him forward, your juices aimlessly squelching between your bodies, dripping down your perineum.
“f-fuck girl, you-you’re drivin’ me crazy. n-not gonna last, baby. f-feel like y-you’re tryn’ to milk me.” satoru babbles, and you swear you can feel a warm trickle of drool on your collarbone. how cute, he’s just as brainless as you are.
his pace is frantic now and that familiar tingling is building your gut. your limps are limp against him, your whole body rocks in tandem with his as he works his hardest to bring the two of you to completion.
“satoru, m’gonna cum, s’closeee.” you whine, lashes fluttering as salty tears clustered on your lash line.
he only hums in response, snaking one of his hands between your bodies to find your clit, all your sticky slick had your mound drenched. he smirks whilst rubbing figure eights on the sensitive nub, your quivering folds dragging a deep groan from his chest.
“want m-me to fill you up, hmm? p-pump this pretty pussy with all my cum.. want it all, y-yeah?” he’s rambling is incessant and you nod dumbly. it’s in one ear and out the other, the pure euphoria coursing through your bones driving you insane and all you needed was release.
it was the pinch to your clit that did it, the final blow that had your back arching almost painfully as your climate rushes through your body in intervals, your hardened nipples brush against satoru’s pecs as you twitch uncontrollably, a chain of broken cries mixed with his name fall from your lips like water.
like clockwork, satoru’s orgasm follows directly after, he muffles his moans in your shoulder, damn near biting the skin as he pumps you full, as promised. it’s alarmingly warm, scorching as it invades and overflows within your womb, too much for it to handle, some of it spilling back out. satoru doesn’t pull out, plugging as much of his semen as he can to your insides.
the silence after is comfortable. the two of you in a tangle of limbs, sweaty and panting from the intensity of your shared orgasms. you’d make your way to the bathroom, eventually. for now, you bask in the blissful ambiance.
“(y/n)?” satoru’s voice breaks the silence, a whisper as his head lulls on the fat of your breast.
“hmm?”
“i love you too.”
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@screampied @satorena @hoshigray made yall wait long enough LMAO.
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amindofstone · 2 years
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Coming soon: "Plough the sea"
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Genre: adventure, fanfiction
Theme: prince to pirate au
Featuring: Hwang Hyunjin (Protagonist), Bang Christopher Chan (Deuteragonist), Lee Minho (Confidant), Seo Chanbin, Han Jisung, Kim Seungmin, Yang Jeongin & Lee Felix x Aurora (reader)
Status: Series is in progress….
Inspiration: Thank you. Whoever you may be. ♡
Sneak peak:
With a crown on his head and clothed in velvet and silk he pranced down the corridors of the palace to reach the hall in which he ought’s to attend the ball held in honor of the kings birthday. Walking ahead of his personal guards he hummed the melody of the sea shanty he and his brothers used to sing as children that dreamed of becoming pirates while calling themselves the lords of the sea.
With his head kept high and a hand lazily hanging around the belt his sword was attached to, Prince Hyunjin walked past a gigantic mirror that decorated the corridor of his quarter. He was about to walk past the mirror and out of the comfort of the only place he felt at ease in when his eyes caught something glittering and out of place. Stopping in his tracks and turning around with a tilted head he was called by a guard “Your majesty…”, but the man was cut short with a small hand gesture by the prince who made his way back to the mirror.
Standing in front of the piece of glass that reflected whatever happened to be in front of it, the prince intensely looked at his reflection from head to toe. The huge amount of candles that were light up to bring a living to the soulless night caused his attire that was decorated with the finest and purest gold and silver to shine and turn him into the sun of the night.
Once again the guard opened his mouth to call for the prince when a resounding laughter filled the empty halls “A prince that looked like he came straight out of fairytale but I wonder if the little girls reading the story know that the man they wanted was a pirate by heart.”, confused looks were exchanged between the guards before the prince gave his reflection a deep bow followed by jolly giggles and him starting to dance the waltz.
“Oh what a well-mannered handsome pirate!”, the prince laughed imagining himself dancing around the deck of his Anastasia with his dear mates.
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galatially · 2 years
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I just wanted to give some of the best people I know on this hellsite a shout-out for making my 2021 bearable and for helping me fall back in love with my writing again:
@peachyteabuck — I truly don't know what I could've done without you this year, Lu. From your fur babies to our never-ending talks about life to talking about movies that made our eyes melt, you've become someone I love dearly and I hope we'll make more memories in 2022
@ambrosiase — Mae, I don't even know how to equivocate the light you've brought to me this year. You're so sweet and encouraging and an inspiration to me and hundreds of others on this app
@lotusss-flowerbomb — DAJ YOU ARE MY RIDE OR DIE AND ONE DAY WE WILL MEET IN REAL LIFE AND DO DOPE GIRL SHIT! But, no, for real, you've been one of the coolest people I've had the joy of meeting and your stories are fucking amazing, so don't leave my annoying ass just yet lol
@subspider — Shanti, I don't know what I did to deserve you. From your lovely messages to our random tangents, I'm so glad that we became friends and I hope we stay friends for a long time
@honeystevie — Sam, I don't know how you came to follow me or why, but I'm so glad that you did. You're so sweet and talented and supportive and I can't thank you enough for being here for me
SHOUT OUT TO MORE FRIENDS THAT I PROBABLY FORGOT ABOUT IN MY HALF-CONSCIOUSNESS:
@jin0
@thewildthorberrys
@certainaesthetic
@afriendlyblackhottie
@syntheticavenger
@the-scandalorian
@specialk-18
May 2022 bless y'all immensely and may you never get writer's block! To more years to come ♡♡♡
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fabcreature · 3 years
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11, 19 and 29 for the ask game?
thank u, love ♡
11. Favorite game? (i got this question twice so i'm copypasting the same answer to both posts) -oof um um um, that's a hard one...... the first three that come to mind are Ghost Of A Tale (made me cry, was really really fun and interesting and creative, with especially good writing, both funny, and heart warming/breaking), A Hat In Time (i was terrible at it and had my brother defeat multiple bosses for me, but it was really fun and super cute, and once again with very funny writing), and Assassin's Creed IV Black Flag (very different from the other two with how unlike the others it's not an indie game, and i didn't rly like the story all that much, but the gameplay was simply really fun, made me feel badass), but there are a bunch more games i rly like and i could go off on a tangent explaining all the things i like and dislike about all of them lol
19. Favorite music genre? -oh noooo....... gosh.. sea shanties, the type of folk music that sounds like fantasy adventure music, edgy modern rock, show tunes, steampunk rock....... stuff like that at least....
29. Something you spend a lot of time doing? -mm, i wanna say something productive and cool sounding like music, but i honestly spend a lot of my time watching youtube. usually either gaming (though only from two specific youtubers), or then...... my weaknesses.... film and game reviews.. videos explaining the history of theme parks or specific theme park rides.. costume analysis videos that are about pieces of media i haven't seen.. i just eat that shit up....
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shaguro · 2 months
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in which you ask sukuna if you’re his favorite of all his concubines. (just a cute lil drabble. true form!sukuna x concubinefem!reader, soft n sassy kuna +fluff! sukuna is obviously very comfortable with reader in this one.)
@hoshigray and i were talking about being sukuna’s favorite concubine and.. yes.
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“ryo.” you murmur in a hushed tone, looking down at your hands. sukuna hums in response, his red eyes immediately flicker to your face. ”am i your favorite?”
you're propped up on one of sukuna's beefy thighs, plush legs sprawled across the other while two sets of strong arms are wrapped around your side. you loved to sit on his lap while he’s on his throne and he loved it too, maybe more than you did, even though he wouldn’t admit that.
there was a pause, a long moment of silence. you may be the only human that somehow always had the king of curses at a loss for words.
“..are you my favorite?” sukuna repeats, raising an eyebrow as if to confirm he’d heard correctly and when you nod eagerly, he just guffaws. “such trivial things you worry about, stupid woman. tch.”
the insult holds no malice, in fact his tone is rather soft. but his teasing never fails to humble you, make you feel small.
“well..” he starts, shifting your weight in his lap. “you’re the only human that’s allowed to sit on my lap,” thick, calloused fingers run along your legs and caress the soft skin of your thighs. you shiver, sukuna’s touch always had that effect on you.
he chuckles lowly before he continues. “..the only one to address me so casually.” and he flicks your forehead, rolling all his eyes when you hiss and rub the spot. “you forget your manners, princess.”
“ryomen.” you pout and he thinks you look so cute when you do that, hints of a smile tugging at his lips. “stop beating around the bush.. just say yes or no.”
sukuna’s eyebrows raise at your sass, sometimes you really test his patience. “and worst of all, you’re the only human to give me attitude.. hmph.”
and his hand cups your chin, the cold feel of it made you gasp as he leans in close. “do these things not show that you’re my favorite, hmm? i let you get away with too much, my dear… that should say enough.”
you pout, again, and sukuna laughs, using all his arms to pull you to his chest, placing a soft kiss on the crown on your head. if it would put a stop to your sassiness, he'd tell you what you wanted to hear.
“but since you want to hear it so badly.. yes, you are my favorite. now, fix that attitude before i fix it for you, yeah?”
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