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bookworm551 · 1 year

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Of Duty and Desire | Epilogue | Neteyam x Metkayina!reader

A/N: hello my loves! Here is the final part of this fic, thank you so much for all the kind words!!! This has been a labor of love, and your support means the world to me 🥰 as much as I enjoy writing for writing’s sake, knowing it makes y’all happy makes it all the sweeter. I don’t rlly have any more Neteyam fic ideas, but I do have a seed of an idea for a Ronal/Tonowari backstory fic, and if that’s something that you’re interested in, y’all should lmk 🤔 anyways, enjoy this plotless, domestic, day-in-the-life epilogue

Word count: 4.1k

Warnings: some spiciness but nothing explicit

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A large splash outside of your pod startled you out of your sleep. You blinked your eyes blearily as you took a deep breath. Outside, the sky was a dim gray, indicating the eclipse was ending and the morning was just beginning.

You tried stretching to wake yourself further, but you found that your body was trapped against the heavy weight of your mate. One of his arms was wrapped tightly around your waist while his face was buried in your hair, and your legs were tangled together.

You frequently woke up like this. Even after nearly three years of being together, Neteyam seemed as drawn to your body in his sleep as he did when he was awake. You savored the feeling of his warm skin against your back, and you wished you could fall back asleep again, but you knew it was time for you to get up.

Slowly and reluctantly, you pushed yourself up from where you had been laying. Neteyam's arm still rested on your waist, and you had to gently push him off of you. He withdrew it and shifted with a sigh, still unconscious.

You looked back down at him with a small smile. Three years still hadn't taken away the way the adoration you felt for him. You loved waking up next to him every morning, and you loved falling asleep with him every night.

You leaned over to place a kiss on Neteyam's forehead. Your movements must have pulled him from his sleep because he began to stir. Without opening his eyes, he tilted his head up to search for your lips with his. You smiled and moved down to kiss him gently.

"It's so early," he mumbled against your mouth, his voice low and raspy from sleep. "I know," you replied quietly. "But I promised to join the first catch today, remember?" He hummed in response, and he brushed his fingers against your waist.

"Stay a little longer," he implored, his eyes still closed. You chuckled at him. "I can't," you replied. "I gave my word I would help." He heaved a large sigh, his fingers still brushing your skin. "Don't go," he muttered quietly.

You shook your head at him with a smile. "You could come with us," you suggested. He hummed again. "I am not yet awake," he replied with a faint smile.

An idea formed in your head, and a slow smirk grew on your face. You turned your body toward him and crawled onto his lap, straddling him. You saw how his breathing changed just from your movement, and his eyes finally blinked opened to look up at you.

"Maybe I could help wake you up," you suggested innocently. The smirk that grew on his face mirrored your own, and his hands wandered up your thighs to rest on your hips. "I like that idea," he murmured in a low voice.

"Is that right?" You asked in a teasing tone before rocking your hips against his. He didn't respond, grunting softly instead as his body tightened in reaction to the friction between you. You ran your hands over the hard muscles of his torso up to his chest, and you could feel how his heartbeat quickened under your palm.

You leaned over and kissed him, and this time, his lips parted to receive yours eagerly. You continued slowly grinding against him, and he groaned at the feeling. His hands gripping your hips encouraged your movements as he slipped his tongue into your mouth.

"You wore me out last night," you murmured with a sly grin. "I would have thought you needed more sleep after what we did." He hummed quietly, a smirk growing on his face as the memories of your moans replayed in his head from the previous night. "What do you mean?" He asked mischievously. "I could've kept going." You chuckled, and you were sure he was telling the truth. He had impressive stamina.

Sliding your hands up to his neck, you began slowly pulling away from him. As you had wanted, he chased after your lips, sitting up slowly as his arms wrapped around your torso. "I think we should do this every morning," he mumbled between kisses. You smiled against his lips, knowing that he was not going to like what you were going to say next.

"You know what I think?" You asked as he trailed his kisses down your neck. "Tell me what you think," he whispered against your skin, his voice growing breathy in anticipation. You savored the last few seconds of his touch before replying, "I think you are awake now."

His lips paused, and when he looked back up at your face, you planted one last, chaste kiss on his mouth before rolling off of his lap. He looked confused as you stood up and stretched before he realized what you meant. That was all the action you were going to give him.

"Why would you do that?" He groaned. You chuckled at his distress. "I told you," you replied, "I am helping with first catch. Since you are awake now, you can help, too." Neteyam was not amused, and on his face, you could see the lust still burning in his eyes.

"I'm going to get you for that," he promised in a low voice. You smirked. "I'm counting on it," you shot back before climbing down the net ladder to your living space and walking out into the dim morning light.

Outside, there were already a couple early-risers out in the water. They were spread out along the shallow parts of the water with cast nets in hand. Walking out to the beach, you were greeted by the sight of Tsireya.

You were forever grateful for her friendship. After the Rite of First Blood, everybody changed in the way they treated you, and the clan held a visible animosity toward Neteyam for his victory. No doubt it would have stayed that way for a long time had Tsireya not been there to shut down nasty gossip and treat the two of you respectfully. Thanks to her, people no longer stared at you when you were with Neteyam.

She had always been like a sister to you, but that status was more official now that she was Lo'ak's mate. Her parents—specifically Ronal—had not been very happy when they asked for their blessing, but ever since you left your role, they had become more open to listening to what their children wanted from life.

They both had forgiven you for what had happened, but it had take Ronal quite a while before she spoke to you again. She held on to her animosity for nearly two years before she realized that she was the only one left still angry at you. Aonung had moved on with the new tsakarem, and Tonowari could see that you were happier than ever now.

"Does Lo'ak know you are here?" You asked Tsireya with a smile as you stepped into the water behind her. She turned at the sound of your voice, her growing belly sticking out just enough to be noticeable. "I told him yesterday I would be here," she said with a shrug. "It is not my fault if he does not remember."

You laughed. "I know exactly what you mean," you replied. You watched as she threw her cast net gracefully out in the water. "We better hope Lo'ak does not find out you are actually doing work," you teased with a knowing smile as she pulled in her catch. She sighed in mild exasperation. Her mate had been treating her like she was a fragile sea shell ever since discovering that she was with child, and you could plainly see that Tsireya was growing tired of his diligent oversight.

As if on cue, the sounds of someone cutting through the water interrupted your conversation, and you turned around to find Lo'ak wading into the water with you. "Good morning," you greeted as he passed you toward Tsireya. "Morning," he mumbled, still half-asleep apparently.

Coming up behind Tsireya, he placed a kiss on her temple as he gently took the ropes of the net from her hands. "Let me do it," he told her. She huffed at him but let him take it. "I can fish perfectly well on my own," she argued. "I have done it longer than you." Lo'ak gave her a soft smile. "I know," he acknowledged. "But I want to do it for you."

Tsireya sighed and gave you a pointed look. You couldn't help but smile at her. Even though you knew she didn't enjoy all the coddling, you couldn't deny that you found Lo'ak's concern at least a little endearing. He was so excited and nervous to be a father, and it showed in how much he doted on Tsireya.

"I hope my brother isn't still sleeping," Lo'ak told you as he pulled in Tsireya's catch. You smirked as you replied, "He was awake when I left."

"He is still awake," a voice called out behind you. You turned to find that Neteyam was already in the water stepping towards the three of you. You gave him a coy smile and said, "There you are." Neteyam looked at you with a face that said he still wasn't over the stunt you pulled earlier, but he still came in and gave you a quick kiss.

The four of you spread out across the shallow water (Lo'ak reluctantly gave in to Tsireya's insistence on helping). When you brought your nets in, those who were preparing the food for the morning took over, and it gave those who helped with first catch a break before first meal.

Neteyam pulled you firmly by your hand back to your home, obviously eager to get you alone to resume what you had started earlier. You both headed back to your pod, and you couldn't help but smirk as he pulled you up to the more private pod above your living space. "We are going to need to go back out soon," you told him as you followed him up the net.

Neteyam didn't respond as he stepped up the ladder quickly in front of you. As soon as you stepped up into your room, he pulled you into a heated kiss. "Not until I'm done with you," he whispered in a low voice that made your heart quicken.

You smiled against his mouth as you wrapped your arms around him. He pressed forward, and you took a few steps back before moving to lay down. He followed after you eagerly and planted his hands on either side of your head. "I've spent all morning thinking about how to get back at you," he murmured as he gazed down at you. "I think I know just the way."

His lips moved down your neck, kissing the tattoo that now marked the skin there and reached down to connect to the tattoo on your chest. You hummed at his heated touch and at the promise of more. He moved his hands to trace down your body, causing your breathing to grow shaky. When he reached your thighs, he gently push them open, raising his head up from your neck to smile deviously.

Before he could make another move, a young voice called from below, "Neteyam!"

You both froze, and Neteyam closed his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. You had to stifle a giggle at the poor timing of the situation and at Neteyam's clear aggravation at being interrupted for the second time that day. You both stayed quiet as you listened closely, praying that you could be alone.

"Neteyam!" The voice called again, more insistent this time, and you had no doubt who it was. Neteyam dropped his head against your shoulder and groaned softly in defeat before calling out, "Tuk, please, we are resting." You shot him a skeptical look and mouthed, "Resting?" He shrugged at you weakly, and you rolled your eyes.

The floor of your pod wobbled a little, indicating that Tuk was climbing up the net ladder. Neteyam quickly rolled off of you, and you turned your body away from him to seem as though you had actually been resting. In a few seconds, Tuk's head appeared, and she pulled herself up and into your pod.

"Why are you still sleeping?" She demanded to know. "Everybody is up already." You could hear the sigh Neteyam heaved before he replied, "We were up with the first catch. We just wanted to relax for a while before eating."

Tuk plopped down right between you and Neteyam, blissfully unaware of what she had interrupted. "You promised that you would help me make a new knife," she reminded her brother. The youngest Sully, though still a child, was quickly growing bigger and older, and she felt that she had outgrown her small dagger from the forest.

Neteyam sighed again and rubbed his hand over his face. "Tuk, the sun has not even been out for an hour," he pointed out. "We will get to it later." Tuk's shoulders slouched in disappointment. "You always get so busy in the day," she argued. "Please, can we work on it now?"

Neteyam closed his eyes for a moment, gathering his patience. "It will take a long time to make a new knife," he explained in a level voice. "It will not be finished for a while." You could see that all he wanted was for his sister to leave so that he could resume feeling your body under his. You wanted it too, but you knew arguing with Tuk was a losing battle.

"Come on, Neteyam," you said, nudging Tuk playfully. "Surely you can spare an hour to help her, at least to get it started." Tuk beamed at you and faced her brother eagerly and expectantly. Neteyam shot you a peeved look before closing his eyes again and muttering, "Fine, let's go."

Tuk sprang to her feet triumphantly as Neteyam sat up from the floor reluctantly. She didn't even bother checking that her brother was following her before she began climbing back down to your open living quarters. Neteyam moved much slower than she did, and before he headed down, he gave you one last, hot kiss that left you wanting more.

"I am definitely going to get you for that," he whispered in a restless voice. You smirked and replied in a silky voice, "Can't wait." His jaw clenched, and you knew he was fighting hard not to take you right then and there. With a huff, he pushed himself off the ground the follow after his sister.

They must've still been working by the time you went out to eat. Your eyes scanned the crowd, trying to find your mate's distinct hue amongst the rest of the people, but he was nowhere to be found. Instead, you noticed Tsireya and Lo'ak sitting together across from Aonung.

Walking over to join them, you raised a hand to your head in greeting toward Aonung, and he didn't hesitate to reciprocate the gesture. It took a long time for you to mend your relationship with him, and it had mended like a broken bone; it was functional, dependable even, but it will never be as strong as it once was, and when it came under strain, old pains would resurface.

What had helped most was when someone else was finally chosen to take the role you had abdicated. You knew from Tsireya that Tonowari and Ronal were much more conscious of giving Aonung a say in who would be his tsahik, and the woman he had chosen was confident and willing. Since then, his grudge against you and Neteyam had softened, but there would always be remnants of bitterness from him towards your mate for besting him in combat.

It wasn't long before Neteyam finally showed up with Tuk in tow. "Where have you been?" Tsireya asked Neteyam as he sat down at your side. With a small sigh, he answered, "Tuk insisted on starting her new dagger this morning."

Your friend smiled as she leaned her head against Lo'ak's tattooed shoulder. "How sweet," she said. With a coy smile, you agreed, "I think so, too." Neteyam shot you an unamused glare, and you had to look away to keep from giggling.

"I am going with a group to collect the reef clams," Tsireya informed you. "Would you like to come?" You considered her offer before nodding and saying, "I would love to." You enjoyed spending time in the reef, and with spending it with your friend made it even better.

After eating, you went with her to dive in the reef with the gill mantles on your back to give you breath. You began foraging through the dense sea grass to collect the reef clams that were scattered across the sea floor. The group was small, just you, Tsireya, and a couple others. You weren't sure how long you were out there before you were surprised by Neteyam appearing out of the corner of your eye.

'I came to help,' he signed to you when he saw your questioning face. You smiled at him. You knew he just wanted to spend time with you. He found a gill mantle and began searching for sea clams through the grass with the rest of your group.

You reached for another one but paused when you noticed the swaying leaves of sea nettle mingled amongst the grass around it. Regretfully, you left the clam where it lay, deciding that it wasn't worth the pain of getting stung. As you drifted away from the abandoned clam, Neteyam swam by and noticed it.

Either he didn't see the nettle or thought he could avoid it, but whatever the case, he reached his hand toward the clam. You looked back at him right as his arm flinched away from the nettle. His face immediately grimaced in pain, and you moved over to him in concern. It was difficult to inspect his arm clearly in the water, so you pointed up to the surface.

He understood instantly and nodded before kicking up to the surface with you. When you broke above the water, Neteyam inhaled sharply from the burning sting that ran from his hand all the way up his forearm. "Are you okay?" You asked as you pulled off your gill mantle from your back. With a bitter chuckle, he shook his head and muttered, "I didn't even see it."

You grabbed his hand to inspect it, but covered in water, it was difficult to see. An idea popped into your mind as you thought of how to help him.

"I have a little bit of the oil for stings," you told him with a sly smile. "I think we should go back home so I can take care of this." Despite the pain he was in, you could tell by his eyes that your words sparked his interest. "I think that is a good idea," he replied with a smirk.

You both swam back towards the beach without explaining to anyone why you were leaving. When you arrived back at your home, you crossed over to where you kept a small jar of the medicinal oil for his sting. Before you could even turn around, Neteyam snaked his uninjured arm around your waist and began kissing your neck from behind.

You couldn't help but sigh and lean back into him for a moment. "So impatient," you murmured with a smile. "I actually have the remedy for you." He sighed softly before reluctantly pulling away.

You turned to face him, and you gestured to the floor as a silent demand for him to sit down. Obediently, he moved to sit on the floor, and you followed suit across from him. You took his arm and began inspecting it for any remnants of the nettle.

"Touching sea nettle," you muttered in a chastising tone. "I thought you knew better than that." He still wore his smirk as he watched you examine his hand. "Do you remember the last time I touched nettle?" He asked.

You didn't take your eyes off of his hand as a smile tugged at your lips. "Of course, I do," you replied, still smiling. "That was the first time I met you." He hummed quietly, and you couldn't help but look up at his face. He was looking down at you tenderly, clearly replaying the memory from all those years ago when you sat across from him holding his hand exactly the way you were doing now.

"You were so beautiful," he said softly. "I couldn't stop staring." You rolled your eyes at him playfully and muttered under your breath, "Skxawng." You had heard this story before, but you never grew tired of listening to him retell how he fell in love with you.

You poured the oil over his hand and slowly began massaging his palm. As you worked, you reflected fondly on the first time you met Neteyam. You remembered how his obvious staring had flustered you a little, his eyes studying you silently as you rubbed your thumbs over his skin. He was doing it now, too.

"From that first day, I knew I was in trouble," he continued, the fingers of his free hand tracing over your leg softly. His touch sent chills over your body, and you looked up at him with a crooked grin. "And it got you into even more trouble eventually," you added pointedly, rubbing the oil up his forearm.

His lips pulled into a tender smile. "It was worth it," he replied softly, gazing into your eyes with adoration. "You were worth it. You were worth everything."

Even after three years together, he still managed to make you heart flutter with his words. You couldn't help but smile even more, and you pulled him forward by the arm in your hands and kissed him. It was sweet and loving, conveying every word you could say and every feeling that you felt.

His hands ran over your thighs softly before he grabbed your legs and pulled them towards him, causing you to fall softly backwards onto the floor with a startled laugh. Neteyam moved forward and hovered his body over yours as he kissed you passionately.

"Now, if you or anyone else interrupts," he muttered against your mouth, "I am going to lose my mind." You giggled as he continued moving his lips against yours. "People are going to notice that we're gone," you told him quietly, but you knew he didn't care. Neither did you.

He chuckled at you. "As long as they don't disturb us," he said, smirking down at you.

With a smile, you brought your arms up to wrap around him as he continued kissing you. You never tired of these moments with him. You never would. His love and devotion was constant, and though it had been difficult facing the initial backlash of choosing to leave your role, there was never a moment together that you regretted.

You closed your eyes and sighed in contentment as Neteyam moved his mouth down to kiss your jaw. He must have been able to tell you were lost in thought because he whispered, "What are you thinking about?"

With a smile, you replied, "You."

He hummed. "What about me?" He questioned in a low voice as he lazily kissed down your neck, and you could tell that he was smiling as he asked. You knew he was expecting a scandalous answer, but instead, you told him, "I'm thinking about how happy you make me."

His lips paused, and he moved his head to look back at you. He held your gaze as a gentle smile grew on his face, and he brought a hand up to hold your face. "That is all I ever wanted," he murmured reverently before kissing you again. You smiled against his mouth and let go of your thoughts as he began exploring your skin with his hands and his lips, eager to worship your body.

You closed your eyes to enjoy his sensual touch. You relished these moments, his sweet words and his body on yours. It was difficult to recall the time when he wasn't in your life, and it was even harder to imagine how it would have been without him. Now, you spent every day with the one you loved without the regret or guilt that had plagued you for so long. Happiness and peace had taken their places, and you found that Neteyam was right.

It was worth it

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lieblingspulli · 1 year

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Need Something? - SKZ

W.C: 2.3k

Seungmin x Reader

Summary: Two days converge into one as you and Seungmin unwind for the day!

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Note: Hey! It’s been a while but I got inspired by my extreme procrastination of my schoolwork to make something. I’ve been just itching to write about super mundane things tbh, I’ve been just so busy, I’m appreciating the mundane much more lately. Hope you all like it <3

Seungmin was extremely relaxed after his daily coffee run. If there was anything to start his morning peacefully, it was nicely flavored americano and an empty cafe. Today would be a good day, Seungmin resolved to himself. He would get his choreo memorized, sing some demos for Chan today and maybe even go live for a lunchtime mukbang session. Today would be a great day in fact. He felt so at peace that he felt he could do anything today, even the laundry that had been sitting in the corner of his room for like a week at home. Today would be good.

You personally felt victimized today. Nothing like sleeping through the most important meeting of the quarter to start your morning. You spent all of last night typing out your important charts and notes, Seungmin couldn’t even lure you into bed with warm cuddles and extra attention.

Despite this, Seungmin had kissed you to sleep endlessly when you did join him at an early 3 in the morning. You felt so bad for keeping him awake, but Seungmin didn’t have an important quarterly report to type, you did. Resigning to a stern lecture from your coworkers, you let the morning do its thing. You used the last of the coffee pods that Seungmin left you and fed your tiny, old dog before hurrying out the door. Let’s get this day over with, you thought.

Right before you left work for the day, you sent Seungmin a text.

Just getting out of work. When do u get home?🥲-Y

Almost immediately Seungmin answered.

Maybe around 7. :( Srry bby -S

Can you squeeze out an early send off from chris??? Tell him I broke my finger -Y

You’re funny. Let me work my magic ;) -S

Lmk how that goes, if not just tell my chrissy I said hi and he still owes me some nachos from when he ate mine -Y

Some time went by as you waited for a reply. You watched the fall colors of the trees pass you by as the bus took you to your homestop. Something about fall calmed your nerves. Luckily, the quarterly meeting had been postponed because the division manager had a cold, which totally saved your butt. You sighed and felt a vibration from your phone.

Chan$$ venmoed you 10 usd

You grinned and sighed. Opening up your messages with Seungmin, you shook your head and laughed.

Why did chan send me 10 dollars in usd 🤔 -Y

bro???? -Y

He said because you keep pestering him for an american dish -S

Tell him I’ll enjoy it very much thxxx -Y

He also said you have to share with him when you get them -S

Why dont you just text him urself omg -S

You just sent him an emoji with your tongue sticking out.

Oh hey did he let you out tho? -Y

No -S

We have a weird schedule today bc of the morning show tm -S

Srry bb -S

Its OK. have fun xoxo -Y

You pulled the bus signal and gathered your stuff. The time on your phone read 4:26. Technically speaking, you should be at work, but was let out early due to the manager being gone and the meeting had everyone done with work. Maybe you would cook some lasagna according to your mom’s recipe. Or take Luna (your fossilized age dog) out on a walk. You didn’t really seem to know what to do because of this peculiar on-edge feeling.

It was peaceful around you as you hopped off the bus. An ajumma was reading her book on the bus stop bench. A 16 year old student and his friend were arguing over a bag of chips. A business man was walking presumably home from work.

You pulled your coat a little tighter around you as you started to walk in the direction of yours and Seungmin’s place. The cold air had picked up in a bit of a breeze as you passed the corner store which was next to the salon that was owned by your neighbor down the hallway. Eventually you made it to your building and walked into the warm main hallway.

Seungmin’s schedule was unexpectedly busy today. Despite his peaceful start, the choreographer made some changes to the new dance they were learning for a unit video with Leeknow and Jeongin. Leeknow, being the particular dancer he always was, made the choreo hour seem like 3. Afterwards, Chan said his demo tracks still weren’t ready but he could send one of them over for a listen. This left Seungmin a bit of freetime before lunch, so he decided to walk to the new chocolate store that opened down the street and buy you some mocha and espresso choco bites. With his goodies in hand, Seungmin proceeded to go about his day as normal, except for the fact that Jisung was freaking out when he met with Seungmin for lunch over how his recording session went terribly and he needed to reschedule soon because the tracks needed to be edited soon. All of Jisung’s stress made its way to Seungmin and started to give him an icky feeling. The best he could do was offer some comfort to Han by offering to help him on the vocals when he had a chance. This seemed to help him a bit. Not soon after, You texted Seungmin and this put him at ease. Running off after lunch, Seungmin found Chan in his studio working on the aforementioned demos. Trying to guilt trip his most loyal leader, Seungmin found himself getting an apologetic “Sorry min but the schedule is packed after 3:30. It's best to stay the day I think” from Chan. Welp.

From here on, it was utter chaos. When Seungmin got to the group meeting room for a debrief on the morning schedule, no one but the manager was there. Everyone was late, Hyunjin didn’t have anything but a coffee and his phone because he forgot his laptop at home, Jeongin was sniffing because he was recovering from a cold, Leeknow was late because of a dance practice, Chris and Changbin were late because of the demo fixing, Jisung walked in with a second lunch, and Felix just lost track of time. Who knows what happened after that.

In between song rehearsals, Seungmin replied to your text and apologized for the continuing schedule. He sensed your day hadn’t gone according to plan but he really couldn’t do much at the moment. Jisung was pestering him to help him with some vocals and he reluctantly agreed to a bit of help after the rehearsal. So much for going home early.

After he grabbed his bag to head to Jisung’s studio room, he texted you again to make sure you were okay.

Are you bored without me yet -S

Seungmin swung the door open and started slowly heading down the dimly lit hallway to let Jisung catch up.

No Luna decided to spit up her lunch. Also the coffee machine broke -Y

My beloved coffee machine 🙁 -S

Seungmin got startled when he felt some hands on his shoulder. Jisung had caught up.

“What did you think about that rehearsal huh?” Jisung chuckled and readjusted his hoodie over his head. “Personally, I don’t know if I’ll survive tomorrow.” He shook his head and grimaced.

“Ah, it's fine. It’s strange because everyone was late but tomorrow won’t be that bad. I need a vacation after though.” Seungmin chuckled and stuffed his phone in his back pocket before heading into the elevator after Jisung.

“Bro I’ve got so many tracks to finish and turn in, it’s insane.”

“Tell me about it, I’ve got a bunch of people asking me for help.” Seungmin laughed and nudged at Jisung teasingly. Jisung got a bit embarrassed and slapped his arm playfully.

“I’m looking forward to the weekend.” Jisung sighed.

“Me too.” Seungmin agreed wholeheartedly and followed his companion into the studio hallway.

Finally, 7pm hit the clock. You quickly set the table and hopped in the shower. All the unease in your stomach had made you do odd chores around the house to get your mind off of the feeling. You made your homemade lasagna, did 2 loads of laundry, vacuumed the whole house, and cleaned out the fridge. Still, you felt unfinished. The whole day at work, people had been asking for your assistance on different tasks and now that you did jobs for yourself, it didn’t feel satisfying enough. Additionally, you tried making your favorite caramel latte but the machine broke. You sighed as you washed your hair. After you got out and was on step 3 of your skincare routine, you heard the front door open and close, signaling the return of your boyfriend.

Seungmin took the choco bites out of his bag before setting it on its designated hook in the hallway. Luna ran up to Seungmin and excitedly pawed at his shoes for pets. Suengmin smiled and crouched down to pet her before talking sweet nonsense despite her being a dog.

You walked out from the bedroom, careful not to startle Seungmin and snickered a bit.

“And here I thought I was the one going to get extra attention.” You teased.

Seungmin stood up and waddled over to you with arms open wide.

“Babyyyyyyyy. I missed you so” He said in his best baby voice. You adored Minnie. “Don’t strangle me Min.” You pouted.

“I’m sorry, I just had a weird day.” You could hear his visible pout and you rubbed his back.

“Did you need something then? A kiss? Some food?” Seungmin held you out at arm’s length and got suddenly very serious.

“That is the first time someone has asked me that all day.” You giggled at his distraught face, knowing he was pouting about not getting enough attention.

“Aw, my poor baby boy didn’t get enough love from his friends did he?” You smiled teasingly. He dramatically nodded yes and then seemed to have an epiphany.

“Oh! I have something for you!” He ran over to the table and picked up a fancy yellow pastry box before opening them and stretching them out to you.

“Aw, baby, you didn’t have to.” You picked up a chocolate cookie looking thing and bit into it. You expected a cruncy texture, but got more of a caramel bite of brownie spongieness. You sighed in pleasure and closed your eyes to savor the taste.

“Mmmm! This is so good. Where did you get these from?” You opened your eyes.

“There’s a new pastry shop by the JYP building! I thought you could use a pick me up today.” He stared at you excitingly, happy that you were happy. He happily walked back to the table and set down the box before sauntering to the kitchen.

“Thanks Min, I really appreciate it. I needed the surprise.” He looked back at you and curiously asked what was wrong.

“Ah, I just had a bad start to the morning. My meeting got delayed and I’ve been feeling weird all day.” You walked to the counter and began to plate some lasagna. “I did make my favorite dish for dinner though.” You felt arms wrap around you waist and a chin prop on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t do more, baby. Do you need something from me? Sometimes you just need someone to take care of you to feel better.” Suengmin said sweetly. You leaned your head back against him.

“You’re too nice to me you know that right?” You sighed and got back to serving the food.

“No, I’m so serious right now. I feel like everyone asks so much of us that we don’t just get to take care of eachother.” He helped you carry the dishes to the table as he maintained the conversation.

“So many people asked me for favors today. I realized how much I just wanted to go home and listen to someone ask about my day. I feel like that would make you feel better. So, I’ll do just that!” He happily exclaimed this last point and pulled out your chair for you to sit down in. You smiled and puckered your lips for a kiss. He happily obliged. You sweetly kissed him and said, “Min, all I want from you is your attention and your cuddles.” You giggled. He smiled and quickly grabbed some juice from the fridge before running to the table to sit down like a child.

“Okay, tell me about your day. I want to know everything. I also want to know what I can do to make you feel better. Think of it as a master plan. Plan Y/N: Make Y/N feel loved and appreciated for all they do for everyone.” He motioned with his hands across the space in front of him.

You shook your head and began from the very beginning. Seungmin listened the whole time and attentively ate while making agreeable sounds. Watching you be so animated about a normal day was so attractive to him, he thought to himself that he would spend all his days like today if he could return to you and listen to you speak. As dinner winded down, he held your hand across the table and spoke about his schedule that day. Although he was being pestered all day with favors, he felt that this one task that was given to him by you would never be an annoying one. He would gladly ask if you needed something from him if it meant giving you extra love and attention.

#skz #skz x reader #skz chan #skz lee know #skz changbin #skz hyunjin #skz jisung #skz felix #skz seungmin #skz jeongin #skz fluff #stray kids #seungmin #seungmin x reader #seungmin x you #you make stray kids stay #lovestay

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dollsuguru · 3 months

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KAIROOOO HIIIIII!!!!! I'M HERE TO YELL SOME MORE<333 WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE SCARY MOVIE HEHEHHE no fr thoughh what's your favourite scream movie what's your favourite horror movie?????? i NEEED to know aalso what are you feelings towards blood🤔🤔🤔 totally normal question btw (i'm a blood lover myself hehehe) anyway MWAHHH i hope you're having a sexy day/night

- @softgirlgonehaywire

OMG HI MICKEY HI BESTIE :3 OMFMDMFMD I HAVE SOOOOO MANY MOVIES I LOVE (of the horror genre) it’s so funny though bc none of the movies are actually that scary so if you have any ACTUAL scary movies pleek lmk legend <3

AND OMG OKAY SOME FAVS……… i have such a soft spot for freddy vs jason ok i love jason voorhees so much that’s the bestie 4 life actually <3 i also love scream (obviously) and methinks the first is the best one bc omfg…….. friend when i first saw billy loomis i was like oh……. OHHHHHHH 👀🫦 hmmmm i’ve watched so many horrors but not all of them are good/have scared me unfortunately 😭 i liked “US”! “it” was also good it wasn’t scary i just loved the kids so much they were hilarious <3 i’ve watched babadook & the annabelle series in theaters w my friends and they were so funnyfnfnnffn omg someone needs to make an actual scary movie soon fr like can we PLEASEEEEEEE get some scary films 😭

AND BLOOD I LOOOOOOOOOVE BLOOD <333 i am also a blood lover methinks we should see more of it in film <3 also think that we should get more poetic cannibalism in film but that’s just me though <3 need a heian era sukuna film where it’s just a horror movie of all his misdeeds i would Simply Give It 5 Stars <333 WBU BESTIE WHAT ARE YOUR FAVS/YOUR THOUGHTS PLEEK LMK HEHE

#asks #HOPE YOU HAVE A SEXY DAY/NIGHT TOO BELOVED MWAH MWAH MWAHHHHHHHHH <33333333 #I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR ALL YOUR THOUGHTS ABT EVERYTHING I WILL BE SALIVATING & WAITING PATIENTLY <3 #omg i should make name tags too…….. LMK DO THAT RN #let me turned into lmk……. Love That For Me #mickey tag <3 #let me go thru my prev asks and do that rn :3 hehehe

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wimble-warcrime · 2 years

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Call Me Alpha - part 7

synopsis: you and bakugou are forced to work together as a team for each of your high-school careers. you suffer through doubts in your relationship with Mei.

pairings: none, everyone is broken up :'( (jk) bakugou x reader

warnings: none... I think 🤔.

Author Notes: I'm back bitches!!! after 3 months of not posting, I have returned to give you the long awaited part 7. idk where the story is going, I'm kinda making it up as I go, so yall might not get another update for a while

I need people to send me requestssss pls!!!! I need interactions!! 😫 also lmk if you wanted to be added to the taglist :) thx and enjoy!!

at some point, later that night, Katsuki asked himself if you were really his fated. you seemed to ooze a hatred for him so intense that maybe the bond hadn't clicked for you.

maybe it would never. he could smell the alpha that deku was paired up with as his support person on you; it told him more that he wanted to know.

he had to keep his rage on a tight leash at the idea of you sleeping with another alpha. he was beyond pissed, but also incredibly depressed. you hated him, and slept with another alpha, obviously you weren't meant to be.

yet he still held out some hope. with this school mandated support pairing, he might be able to worm his way into your heart, where he belonged. getting rid of the alpha wasn't his top priority; it was getting on amicable terms with you. then he can start to picture all the ways he'd "punish" the alpha currently fratenizing with his omega.

...

you and Mei slept together again that night after school. the whole school probably knew that you two were bonded at this point. the smell was acrid and pungent, meant to ward off any who might want to get in the way of it. to you at least, it was pleasant, brought upon a sense of calming and belonging.

it didn't go unnoticed by you, Katsukis reaction to your smell. you saw the way his fists clenched, the way his perma-frown deepened. he exuded rage. you felt a sense of pride filling you, alongside the sickening pit of guilt being dug deeper as you thought about him.

why? why did you feel so... disgusted with yourself?

you were happy with Mei. She took care of you, like an alpha should. you felt like you could be your omegan self around her, let down those walls.

was she happy? you felt like you kinda forced the relationship. maybe she felt obligated to care for you?

her arms pulled your nude form in closer to her own, as if you were a pillow she wanted to cuddle. she was fast asleep, had been for the while now.

and yet you still went without sleep. for the whole night. the feeling of guilt panged and pulled and pushed and against your chest. at one point, you got so worked up and ended up puking.

that was the moment you knew you had to end it with Mei. the guilt of keeping her tied down to you, and the look and Katsukis face was enough to solidify the decision.

the bond would fade soon enough. by that morning, you were restless, despite not sleeping a wink.

Mei could tell something was up. your usually chipper and smart-ass-ness was replaced by a pale horror etched into your features. she didn't push, didn't want to make you feel anymore uncomfortable than you already were.

...

by the end of second period, Mei had had enough dancing around your unresponsive form. any affection she tried to show, you accepted with a stiff and rigidness only attributed to a silent cry for less affection.

she let up, and interrogated you in the girls bathroom. making sure to check the stalls and lock the door.

"You have been acting weird." not accusatory, just an observation.

"Sorry, I didn't sleep last night, probably just tired." the sheepish nervousness in your voice made itself ever more present with each word.

"not just tired. distant. unwanting. it's been a 3 weeks since we bonded, 3 days since we first had sex. are you unfulfilled with me?"

you made to speak, but she interupted.

"I won't be angry. as your alpha, I need to know if I did anything to hurt you."

she wasn't angry. Mei didn't get angry; she got frustrated and melancholic.

"I-" the tears that had welled up fell freely.

"I-, I wanted this to work. I swear I did. but I'm so full of guilt. originally we were just doing it as a front, but then I got lonely, wanted more from you. I feel like I forced the relationship into romance."

"I wanted it just as much as you. you can't blame yourself for something that we both wanted. if it turned out that you didn't want it, then we know what to do."

"but the bond-"

"will expire in a week. we keep up that facade, I can even mark youbagain if you want to keep alphas away."

"but?"

"but no more romance. I don't want my feelings getting played around with. I'm sure you don't want that either."

"I'm sorry." You crumpled to the floor, unable to stand anymore. not sleeping last night + neglecting to eat meant you were a bit woozy.

one trip to a vending machine and another crying fit, and you and Mei were on amicable terms. She understood what you were going through, but was holding you at an arms length for her own emotional health.

you couldn't blame her, cause you did the same. from now, you would be friends, and only friends. she wouldn't renew your bond mark, letting it fade away into nothingness, but still scented you.

you were after all, still packmates

...

the next week, a weight you knew was there was lifted off your chest.

that was also the week that you had your first meeting with the hero class. they would come to you with requests to modify their hero suits, and you would comply.

eventually, they would come up with a suit that suited their needs, but that wouldn't wouldn't for a long while.

Bakugou found his way to your little desk cubicle; each student got a desk cubicle for privacy and focus. yours was tucked into the farthest corner.

the actual desk was covered in drafts for support items and lists of possible mods you could make to his suit.

a detailed sketch of his preliminary suit was pinned to the wall, along with a list of materials, and more suit sketches; variations for varying situations.

"Are you obsessed with me?" His tone was cocky.

you whipped around in your chair, and stared him down. after a minute of your intense gaze, his cocky facade fell, and he regarded you with a neutrality you had yet to distinguish.

"sit."

he pulled up a chair.

"where are your skematics and lists?" he had walked into the classroom empty handed.

he tapped his head, as if to say 'in here'. you gave him a look.

"I don't need them." You sighed so deeply.

"You idiot, they're for me, not you."

"who're you calling idiot!?"

"You, idiot."

"whatever. I can just tell you what I want."

"you're not gonna get what you want if I don't have a drawing, or atleast a list to help with visualization." You stressed your words, trying emphasize his lack of preparation.

"here," you handed him some paper and pencils. "draw it for me. don't talk until it's done. if you do, I can have you kicked out, and you get shit." your tone held malice and the promise of pain.

he complied somewhat unwillingly. five minutes later, and he slapped the paper against your light box.

"here's your dumb drawing." for five minutes, it wasn't as childish as one would think. of course Bakugou could draw well.

the paper had a dummy printed on it, and he had scribbled his hero suit onto it, detailing where he wanted mods.

"is this it?"

he nodded, "for now."

"You can leave now." you swiveled back to the drawing board.

"that's it?" He stood there with his arms crossed. he expected more, yet didn't give any kind of context.

"what? you gave me your list of mods, I don't need you anymore?" sarcasm laced your tone in an incredulous way.

"not that. the alpha I scented on you last week. what was all that about?"

"Why do you care? besides it not being any of your damn business, what gives you the right to pry?

he had no righ to look as taken aback as he did.

"No right?"

"No. Right. Need me to spell it our for you?"

he just scoffed. "I understand you just fine."

"clearly not, cause you're still here. leave me alone."

he gave you one last look, as if to say 'bitch', and turned and left

Taglist: @sylum @nymphsdomain @tsukibaby1

#bnha #mha #bnha abo #bnha fanfic #bnha omegaverse #mha omegaverse #abo #alpha bakugou #bakugo katuski #bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader

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sungbeam · 1 year

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BEAM !!! this is v random but what type of grisha do u think each member of the would be?

OMG !!2($;(@(@ I WAS ACTUALLY BRAINSTORMING WHO WOULD BE WHO FOR THE CROWS?? BUT ASSIGNING THEM GRISHA CLASSES R COOL TOO:

(i am so excited that ur an sab/soc fan im yelling)

i'm guessing u meant tbz cuz autocorrect SUCKS but basically:

— corporalki

JUYEON: okay, hear me out... have u seen the roar mv w the bloody nose? and the teaser w him and his heart glowing?? YEAH :') HOLD ON I'LL FIND THE PICS

THESE ONES !!!! i honestly think he himself might be more of a durast or inferni, but i simply cannot ignore these pictures of him (´Д⊂ヽ i will MAKE HIM fit the heartrender/healer class

CHANHEE: i feel like he would be a tailor like genya :')) they're both so badass and just akcnksjck i think he would just look so good in an eye patch (if he weren't materialki)

HYUNJAE: i think he could fit as a heartrender, just bc he seems like the person who has a shit ton of charm like nina zenik, but could just squeeze ur heart to death in the blink of an eye should u cross him 😁🥰

HAKNYEON: i think hak would fit as a healer tbh like i feel like he's the type of person who could kill if needed (using his powers) but would much rather help people

— etherealki

SANGYEON: either tidemaker or squallor, this man BELONGS ON A SHIP !!! i wouldn't even blame him if he turned out to be sturmhond 😩😩 half of these r based on the be awake concepts, but ykw it is what it is 😃

YOUNGHOON: i just think he needs to be a squallor 😭😭😭 i wanna see him get knocked over by his own wind 🤧

ERIC: inferni for sure, that man has too much energy and fire in him to NOT be an inferni

JACOB: this was actually a little difficult 😅😭 i feel like he'd do well as a squallor, like i can just see him willing to be the first line of defense and shielding everyone w his wind manipulation (and bc he has a chokehold on me @_@)

— materialki

CHANGMIN: i think he would fit as an alkemi ?? he just gives mad scientist for some reason AHHAHAHA (like can u imagine him using blasting powders and running away cackling like IT WORKED IT WORKED)

SUNWOO: this man needs to be a durast for certain reasons i can't explain bc i can't spoil anything for u in soc 💀, but yeah, he needs to be a metal-worker skfbskjf low-key sunwoo gives nerd but can be a bad boy vibes?

KEVIN: this man should either be a tailor or durast, but bc i already gave chanhee my genya title, i think kev would fit manipulating metal 🤔 it feels like it could be artistic should he choose to use the small science in that way. like the way he slaves away over his ipad to draw,,,,

ANYWAYS i whipped this up as fast as i could, but there r def room for debates 😭😭 this was super duper fun tho akfnksnf lmk ur thoughts :')

#sungbeam strikes again #moot ❧#tbz </3 #the boyz sab/soc au #june 🍩

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sexygrass · 7 months

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Leo! Baby! How ya doin??

I saw something about requests for hyuck🤔

What about a needy hyuck with an oral fixation so like he needs to have something in his mouth to feel better yk, fingers, tits, giving head just for the sake of how it feels on his tongue. A whipped hyuck, if you will.

I know you'll do wonders with this🤌🏽✨

Omg, thanks bae🥹

I had a lot of fun writing this, more than I should. It's not what you exactly wanted but will soon write a better one, promise

here's, hope u like it!

Lesson (M)

Pairing: needy! Sub! Haechan x mean! Dom! Fem Reader

Warning: handjob, humping, punishment, bratty haechan, pet names, degradation, breeding, slight exhibition, haechan is just so whipped, clingy haecahan, fingers sucking, edging, stimulation. If I forget anything, lmk.

Word Count: idk

I didn't proofread, so bear with any mistakes;)

Haechan was stressed, cramming as much as he could for his upcoming exam. He thought he he didn't have much, but once he started reading the notes that he begged renjun to send him, he realized he was in for a long day.

Chewing on his pen one too many times, he felt his saliva drip down his hand and nearly wet his paper. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he pushed his classes up his nose, "fuck this, im tired."

standing up, he went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water before grabbing his phone from the table next to him, checking on the time, his brows furrowed: you were hour late. No wonder he felt suffocated without your presence.

He was a very clingy boyfriend who had no understanding of personal space. He'd be in your business all the time and will complain and nag and nag at you for not taking him with you to your gatherings with your colleagues, he'd always say that he has to be there to let people know that you're taken so none of your disgustingly-handsome friends make a move on you but in reality, he was just clingy and very possessive over you and you know.

Deciding to text you to know when you will come back, he leaned on the counter and started typing, his bottom lip between his front teeth.

Me: mommy~~ when will you come back? I'm boreddd ~ need youuu :((

Mama Bear: I'll be home soon baby, just had extra work to do. I'll bring dinner with me but promise me to behave

"She won't be here soon then," he slumped his shoulders with a visible pout on his lips, but your last message ignited an idea in his head.

Giggling, he danced his way into your shared bedroom, his exam's preparation long forgotten.

He wanted to wait for you to come back from your work and spend some time with him to help him relax but you're late and he misses you and the little demon on his shoulder's idea seems more fun than sitting idly by and waiting.

Taking his clothes off and itting on the edge of the bed, he took a deep breath. He knew he'll get punished for doing what he's about to do, but he was already hard at the idea alone.

Running his hand over his stomach and down to his growing bulge, he hissed before throwing his head back into the bed, "I think I got tamed, I can't do it. woah." he looked around the room, and once his eyes landed on your perfumes, he smirked before stumbing to his feet and grabbing the bottle, spraying generous amount on a pillow, he got rid of his boxer and slowly started humping.

Once his sensetive cock head made contact with the harsh material, hyuck let out a porngraphic moan at the friction and a dark patch already formed from his precum, smelling your perfume and feeling it surrounding him, he whimperd when he picked his pace and started rutting against the pillow desperately, his moans growing high pitched as he called for your name with closed eyes while picturing you standing before him, degrading him and teasing him, calling him a needy slut. He can almost hear your voice, and that made him whine louder.

He knows he will get his ass fucked into next Friday once you find out but that made him moan louder. He wondered if you would like his show and praise him or mock him for being so needy for you, and defently punish him.

he imagined you using him as fuck toy, overstimulating him and slapping him around whenever he didn't answer whatever you said to him and make him cry from the overstimulation, till you break him.

A particular lewd moan rips from his throat at the possibility of you walking in any moment and catching him touching himself, the anxiousness and anxiousness of being caught sending him over the edge.

feeling his thighs shake, he threw his head back, his glasses fooged up as his sweaty hair damped on his forehead, "F-fuuck, mommy! Gonna c'm—" he stilled before spilling his load on the pillow case, some cum painted his stomach white and the rest dripped down his hhighs before he fell backside on the bed with a whimper.

"Tired already?" Your soft voice made him snap his eyes open and slowly turn to look at you. Sitting on his knees on the bed, he smirked at you, "you're late," he gave you a cheeky smile, spreading his thighs to give you a glance at his glistening cock.

The realization that you mightve been there watching him all along made his softening cock harden.

Letting a low chuckle, you walked towards the edge of the bed where he was spreading his thighs for you. Leaning in, you stroked over his cheek, pushing some of his damp hair off his face to get a close look at his gazed eyes that were filled with lust.

Running your thumb over his wet lips, he absentmindly opened them. feeling the tip of his tongue brushing at your fingertip, you dipped your thumb inside his mouth, and he hummed happily around your digget as he sucked on it.

You smiled down at him, your free hand caressing his skin, going from his neck to his chest, making sure to avoid his nipple, to his stomach and then to his cock.

Haecahn whimpered, and you were quick to take your finger out of his mouth. "Mommy, I'm—"

Pushing your middle and rung finger back into his mouth, he choked around them, "I don't want to hear you. You broke the one rule we have because you were such a needy slut that couldn't wait to get fucked, so now, you will get treated like one, understood?"

You pushed him on the bed, your fingers still in his mouth. getting no response, you pressed on his tongue, and he gagged before nodding his head.

Smiling, you pushed with your other hand his glasses that were slightly falling up his nose.

Wrapping your hand around his sensetive dick, you started pumping him slowly, enjoying how he whined around your fingers to go faster. "Bad boys don't get what they want." You murmur, mouth at his thigh, and when you sucked a hickey, he moaned, arching his back.

Pulling you wet fingers and replacing them with your other hand, you used his saliva as lube, and without warning, you breeched his hole, making him gasp.

"Y-yes fuck," adding a finger, you curled them inside and hyuck cried, fucking into your fingers, desperately. "Love your fingers, s'much," he mumbled, drooling.

Pressing your thumb on his leaking slit, he whales and clutches the sheet for dear life at the stimulation.

He knew he wont cum any time soon, he knows you wont give it to him that easily and he was thankful. He was a slut for punishment and you both knows. It was why he kept breaking your rules, so you'd break him later.

Pinching his nipple between your index and middle finger, he cried, and his thighs started to shake, feeling his orgasm coursing through his vain, his eyes crossed when you hit his prostate, but when you wrapped around the base of his cock, staving his orgasm, he whined and weakly tried pulling your wrist off so he'd cum –a mistake he knew he shouldn't do – you slapped his hand away, smirking, you laughed at how desperate he looked. His glasses fogged with tears running down his flushed face.

"Please, I- please," you scoffed, pressing hard on the hickies on his thighs, and he whimperd. "Please, what?" You mocked, "is that all you know? Is that how I taught you to beg?" You added a third finger, and his eyes rolled into his skull

Clutching the sheets harder, you feared he might rip them, he was going insane, the pleasure was too much. Your fingers in his ass, your hand around his dick and he felt your warm mouth around his nipples, his vision went black.

"Mommy," a low whine made you look over your shoulder. With a smile, you rolled in your chair and faced the sleepy man. "Morning, hyuckie," you greeted with a teasing smile.

Looking around the room, his brows furrowed. "Was it a dream?" He muttered before reaching to rub on his face, but when his body stinged in pain and he slowly felt the sorness in his legs, he stilled.

"I guess you're all barks, no bites. You passed out. And I'm still mad at you but hey, guess I fucked you so well," leaning down, you pressed a chast kiss to his forehead and pecked his parted lips, "breakfast is ready. I'll drop you by, do well in your exam, and I'll consider forgiven you."

Haechan was in trance. He didn't hear anything you said, but the lingering feeling of your soft lips on his skin made him snap, "exam? What exam—HOLY SHIT"

#haechan smut #lee haechan smut #nct smut #nct 127 smut #nct haechan x reader #requests #nct dream smut

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the-knaves-world · 2 years

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Hello Amy 🌺🌻💕

Lilia going through the trouble of bringing his love across the world and into twisted wonderland just has my mind whirling. Can you imagine? Its a reincarnated love that's he's been searching for, for a long long time and he's finally found them...but they are in another world. So, he uses his magic to bring them over. ...what if... what if that eventually leads to his overblot a la book 7 because he also used magic to stop malleus ObB? nooooo mind why you going angst on me?? 😭😭

using that line of us is not fair at all! and he knows what he's doing! trying to hide from him would make it worse too. "are you being bad? shall I teach you?" *flashbacks to club lilia line*

Ah thank you!, I'm glad you do 🥰🌺💜💕 If I ever annoy you with the tags, let me know though. I don't want to overwhelm you 🙏💕🥰

if Idia grew on you now, then book 6 will make him bloom. unless, you already know what happens? 👀

I simp for everyone but I have been narrowing the list down to who I focus more on more sometimes than others.

we share some favorites 👏

so my list goes: deuce, riddle, vil, rook, idia, all of diasomnia lolol

for ace, leona, kalim I would have to be in a certain mood for and they would have to be written a certain way. its hard to explain 🤔

everyone else its as mood strikes I guess, but ortho is always baby bro. sane with trey, I like him but... something about his situation with riddle unsettles me so it depends for him too.

please ramble on, I love rambling and talking about who we simp for and such

lilia will never let you go 😘 this bat dad came for my throat. he has so much potential?? he's a family man, raised three kids, has fun, his past makes you wonder what he's hiding.just... so much potential

please, feel free to chat with me. I love talking about similar interests. I also see that your into ikemen prince 👀 and you know labyrinth and howl 👀👀👀 I have a really good labyrinth fanfic if you like Sarah/jareth fanfics 👀💜

hjdkdhjhjhk Amy you should be sleeping at 6am 😂😭 though I'm the last one talking. I dont usually sleep until 3 am 😂😂

Lila going through all the plans to try and start a family with you.

Lilia "everything I have done, I have done for you." vanrouge

I will talk all night if given the chance! Any time you wanna chat, dms and ask box are open!

That was my thought process for my fic last night! I just alluded to it so very slightly.

Just try to hide your face in his shoulder or chest after he teases you about it!

'Lilia reaches down to grip your chin in his large hand and pulls your chin up to ensure you are looking at him. "Oh little human, how precious, you think you can hide from my eyes? Come now, you should know that I quite like having your eyes on me always."x

This man knows how to tease and does it so well.

That club card line gives me unholy ideas🥴🥵

You will never annoy me with tags! Any chance to consume more content puts a smile on my face! Likewise, if you ever get tired of tags, lmk and I can cut back!

I know a bit about book 6! I just wanna see these men *cough cough* idia and Lilia *cough cough* in uniforms

Your list sounds perfect tbh🤔🥺 seems like you would have the perfect mixture of subby boys :deuce, riddle, idia and silver:, dominate boys like :lilia, rook, malleus: and ofc the switches :sebek and vil:. Sounds like a good lineup for a Friday night🥵🥴😏

I get what you mean when it comes to most having to be mood based! Me with vil and Deuce! Deuce is so sweet that I wanna protect him but I also wanna throttle him sometimes bc, CAN WE NOT BREAK SHIZ GUYS? Love him but he would get us thrown out Nightraven College so fast our heads would spin!

Trey prolly has something to do Bigger plot points in game tbh, he knows too much about everyone that don't really say or do much (like idia) same for leona.

I will talk over our simp squad sm!

Not to be nsfw but like...I wanna make riddle, epel and jamil cry😏

My lilia hcs are that he never really fell in love and shuttered his emotions to deal with them during war time and then he was raising the prince and then his human son and practically adopted crocodile son. He met you then he just feels his chest swell and yearns for something, someone, other than peace.

When He found his fated one in another dimension, in fae lore they are said to be able to walk any plane or dimension (because they aren't of the earth), he pulls a Jareth and pulls you to twisted wonderland and doing his job of saving the world takes sm energy that he kinda goes into a coma while malleus recovers from his overblot. Everything is tense for a while and eventually sebek comes to expect your soft humming of a song that Lilia always used to sing to him and the others growing up.

Silver brings you his father's favorites. All three of the boys come every night after class to the infirmary to listen to their new parent tell stories of their world. I can only imagine how the reveal of Lilia being the one to bring them to twst went!🤣😋

I love the whole ikemen series! Favorites from ikesen are kichou, kanetsugu and kenshin!

Ikepri is chevalier, imma sucker for that man, Keith and Gilbert!

Ikevamp is vlad, LEONARDO, Charles, Isaac and mozart!

Howl is amazing and such a brat (lilia much?)! Sarah/jareth brings joy to teen and child me! Younger me wanted to be whisked away by the fae man🥲. Not much has changed, obviously 💅

It's like 4:09 rn and we seem to either be on the same time zone or just a few hours apart. But I'm horrible with time so I'm prolly wrong about that.🤷‍♀️

Lilia would absolutely have a whole book of plans and a ton of fae/human baby name books!

Lilia "lemme cuddlefuck you on the couch while the kids are asleep in their rooms waiting for santa" Vanrouge

But that's prolly just me👀

I could talk about jamil, idia and Lilia for hours tbh

I might be awkward but when I start talking, I get comfy with people way too quick.😣😅

#sorry #they're all mine guys #amyspeaksnonsense #hana🪄#back and forth banter with the guys could be hilarious #I'm picturing you talking with a group of the guys and your guy of choice in that moment comes up and wraps his arms around your waist #kisses your neck #looks up to everyone else #goes #and proceeds to pull you with him and make it abundantly clear that you won't be walking without his help anytime soon #🥵

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takalzuoom · 2 years

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twst pirate au

pirates of the caribbean au? 😳

everyone is aged up

lmk what you think 🙈 should i make a scenario or series out of this?? 🤔🤔

cw: violence, lots of violence, death, gore, betrayal, pirates

crewel : governor… king? of pomefiore

grim : grim 🙈

y/n : crewel’s kid making him a dilf 😻🫶

heartslabyul

riddle : your fiancé- well, ex fiancé ever since you disappeared from the alter, leaving only your mothers pendant behind. he changed after that. creating rules upon rules to make sure ever pirate is dead. every pirate will burn in requiem. especially that leona kingscholar. so new rules were put in place, banning and condemning all pirates to death- by yours truly of course.

trey : riddles right hand. he’s been there since the very beginning, staying quiet and helpful. but the day you disappeared- everything changed. riddle, himself, the state. he’s tired of staying in the shadows- being the middle man, being the second thought. of following the rules to a tee.

carter : the informant. the navigator. he knows, and see everything. and just because he’s apart of the royal fleet doesn’t mean he’s loyal to one side… loyalty is no longer the realms currency… but currency, is. one of the first people who makes you doubt if you truly know everything.

ace : your childhood friend who joined the royal fleet, claiming all those years ago that he’s protect you. that he’s pay you back for the kindness that you and your father showed him when he drifted past your ship. a medallion of death draped across his neck. but like in your childhood, ace is known to be sneaky.. so when he tells you to follow him for a short cut on your wedding day… you think nothing of it… but of course, one must never trust a pirate.

deuce : he too, joined the royal navy to protect you, to serve you. pay back that night. that oh so stupid night he and his ‘friends’ decided they had enough of the governer telling them what to do how to live. taking it into their own hands… though- the kindness you showed him, the forgiveness for drawing innocent blood- for scarring you so horribly, that no other man would have you- he’ll pay back his debt. even malleus draconia won’t stop him from keeping you safe.

savanaclaw

leona : disgrace of the afterglow savanna. second prince turn pirate who is notorious for his laid v k behavior. barely batting an eye when he slits throats. heart beat normal when he punishes his crew. not a hair out of place when he pulled you from land, dragged out into his ship claiming you have something of his- and he doesn’t die well with thieves. nor to first born ‘royalty’,

ruggie : like the rest of savanaclaw’s crew, he’s more animal than human. ears scratched, scars littering his body. greed far out weighing his kindness as he’s the definition of pirate. you give him an inch and he’ll take a mile. not helping you without a scheme up his sleeve, not giving genuine compliments unless there’s something more to them. make sure you keep an eye on his fingers, cause sooner or later- you’ll finally see his signature smirk as he promises you the world… expect he had his fingers crossed the entire time

jack : the pirate you helped a few nights before your wedding. he was injured severely. on the brink of azul ashengrotto’s door as he still held you at gun point. he towered over you, hair disarrayed q with fresh scratches and scars littering parts of his body. but just because you gave him a warm bed, and bath- doesn’t mean he owes you anything. after all- he’s a pirate. and pirates will only ever take.

claiming the name ‘

octavinelle

azul : kind of like davy jones. he makes deals with dying / dead sailors. he has some of his octopus features. like black markings that encase his chest, torso, arms and waist. some on his face too. purple slashes on his stomach. and a signature shell necklace he sleeps with. though it’s a wonder why he keeps staring at you, eyebrows scrunched as he fiddles with it.

jade : azul’s right hand man. he has some eel features to him as he’s been apart of the monstro for god knows how long with his twin brother. bargained to be more dangerous than his brother with his honey laced words and gentle caresses- he’s more of a sea monster than the kraken.

floyd : considered the right hand’s right hand. loose canon- vv sadistic. he also has eel like features, with some parts of his body tinting teal, darker markings on his arms and hips. you know you’re getting closer to the monstro when there’s a trail of corpses, each more mangled than the last as a pair of twinkling eyes meet yours from the sea…

scarabia

kalim al asim : from a long line of successful pirates. ones who’ve made deals and have right relationships with all sorts of kindgoms. known for colorful trading. looks can be deserving with kalim- so be careful, cause all the riches and smiles in the world can’t hide the dangerous glint in his eyes..

jamil : kalim’s right hand man. it being no secret that he wants to take charge of the oasis. as he’s usually the one giving the orders.. if it weren’t for the cod of mutinity- he would’ve been captain a long time ago. just don’t fall for his sweet words and hypnotizing promises.. as there’s a reason he’s bound to the sea the streets

pomefiore

vil : refuses to call himself a pirate. as he’s more of a trader of… exotic goods. he has eyes- everywhere. there isn’t something he doesn’t know, isn’t something he isn’t in control of- so when he hears of the governs lost child and how a certain feline pirate has a new peculiar crew mate- he can’t help but lust for he power. time to pay dear old crewel a visit. after all, you’re short a fiancé. and it’s been a while since he saw dear ol’ crewel

rook - if azul ashengrotto was a name that kept you up at night. than rook huntsman was one no one would dare whisper. some claiming that even a mumble of his name would have you dead by morning. nothing is known about him. all traces of his past erased as anyone who goes snooping is quickly found in the gallows by vil’s personal orders. one of the three men you never want to cross paths with, as you would surely end up in davy jones locker… you, on the other hand - noble so far from home yet you still shine with elegance, still keep your manners as you stay on their ship. magnific! he swears you to be a siren from hell, tempting him from vil. but not the matter.. after all- once a pirate- always a pirate.

epel : this isn’t the life he want. he wanted to be a pirate. he wanted to sail the seas on adventures, rough it out and live freely. but of course, why have anything go to plan? in a some pompous uniform sailing vil directly. of course he had his run in with pirates, sparring a few he surely regrets as he comes face to face with a gun, glinting teeth and a devilish grin. he never had what it took to be a pirate. he wasn’t manly enough to be one…. yet.

inyghide

idia : a cruel, cruel man. though he is none for this stand-offish behavior. he is someone you try to get close to. not many know of him. as he is known to sail, attack, burn villages to the ground who haven’t paid him back- in the night. where no one is around. where no one can see. where others are defenseless as he takes, and takes, and takes- from a world that showed him nothing but cruelness. stripping him of his fortune, his brother-... so after a little birdie told him about you, sailing the sea, stealing each captain’s blot… he can’t help but to grin for the first time in a long, long time.

ortho : will do anything to make his brother happy. though he is not as old, or strong- he is smart. cruelfully so as a curse corrupts his soul. dead by day and alive by night.. he doesn’t have much time left. so he must do everything in his power to ensure his brothers future- his happiness. after all, he is the longest, cruelest captain the ignihyde has had the honor of serving in a very long, long time.

diasomnia

malleus : some say he crawled from the depths of hell.. others say he was born from the malice and greed of pirates..known as one of the strongest pirate lords to ever sail the seas. from a long line of pirates, though he is the first to guide his misdeeds as crown prince of the throne kingdom. claiming himself to be apart of his grandmothers private fleet. though as anyone knows, that is a lie. as the souls of the damned accompany him and his chosen crew wherever they sail. though your meeting was by accident- fate as his grandmother calls it. he will do what’s in his draconia nature- and take. horns darker than the abyss, claws sharper than a sharks tooth- eyes greener than emeralds as black, reptilian marks shows exactly where from hell he came from.

lilia : a seasoned sailor. a heartless sailor. his soon to be betrothed claimed by the tempest in the very sea the ship was named after. the tip of his finger nearly saving theirs as they were swallowed by the sea..there are rumors that he’s cursed to sail forever, that his beloved cursed his soul out of heart break. yet he showed no signs of it. bleeding when stabbed, skin as pale as snow. ruby eyes still gleaming in the summers sun. his duty coming firsthand before anything. and as the right hand man of malleus, he is sure to keep him and his sons safe if you were to be seen as… troublesome.

sebek : if it weren’t for lilia, he would be second i. command. following the theme of his crew mates, green scales can be found on his defined cheekbones, waist and arms. fangs and pointy ears he takes pride in as he will cut down anyone in malleus’ way to fame and glory. no woman, child, or thaumark can severe this man’s loyalty as he lives in the old era of the pirates. where anyone who draw speaks, steps or looks out of line will be cut down. and just because you’re the serpent that caught his dear malleus’ eyes- doesn’t mean your safe from his blade, as you learned.

silver : an orphan. constantly reminded of his dirty background by sebek. being the only human on bored has taught him many things. like careful who you trust, and to ironically, sleep with one eye open. as being lilia’s son means nothing to the other crew mates. and all those years of training, years of scrutiny, of amnesia have hardened silvers heart, his mind as you can only pray to whatever god out there that he isn’t like the rest. that he will spare your life and take you home, hand in hand back to your father.

oh my god this took forever. i really wanna do this but i’m not sure if this is one of those phases i’ll have. where i make 3 long ass scenarios and then dip. but i’ll either make a dried out of it. or an event. lmk which you guys like better 🙈🙈

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bonksoundeffect · 3 years

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Update on Solana and Castis's design

Personal headcanon is that Garrus inherited his aim and looks from his father and his temperament, and tech savvy from his mother. That’s why I gave Castis a carapace shape similar to Garus's (wider rim, but might also make the edges taller later on) while Solana has a carapace shape that's closer to what we see in other turians.

(Here's a post on the female turian re-design I'm working on rn if you're interested)

I know in his canon appearances Castis has normal mandibles, but I wanted to give him a distinguished vibe similar to Victus make him a dilf.

Lmk what you guys think about his mandible markings, I only added them bc otherwise they felt naked to me, but I can also keep him more lore-friendly 🤔

(Image courtesy to this amazing mod)

As for the colour scheme, I'm keeping Castis' lovely orange and blue C-Sec armour from the comic. The man's bde is strong enough to make it work and is also required dad fashion 🧡💙

For Solana, it's gonna be similar to ME2 Garrus with blue and black and maybe some silver accents. She has the a slightly modified Phantom armour (Nihlus's armour) so you can probably imagine the final result.

(I've also just realised as I'm typing this that the armour has asymmetrical design with only one tube attached to the right side kms)

Also the little line with G next to it is- as you might've guessed- proof that Garrus is the shortest member of the family. 🥰

Anyways, I'll add more details as I think of them bc tbh it's 6am rn and I haven't slept all night. I'm also debating rn if I should create a design for Garrus's mom as well, but if I do I might need assistance with some things 😔

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ladyhindsight · 2 years

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To the anon using Nigerian law that allows adults to have sex with 11 year olds as a way to justify Malec and other predatory ships:

One if the reasons why my parents run from their home country is that the Law is brutal, and lapidating people to death is legal and was common '-' (particularly women in the past, and gay men today)

I'd love to see you try and defend that, if CC wrote it 🙈🤦🏿‍♀️

Just because something is legal, doesn't mean it should be used to justify horrible behaviors from authors and characters.

Malec is a toxic, predatory ship bordering on pedophilia (legally, in many countries any adult who commits sexual offences against minors is labeled a pedophilic sex offender, no matter if the minor is 11 or 17 - in some countries even 18!, so even if Alec could consent and there were no offences, many still consider the relationship pedophilic. Words go beyond the dictionary definition when it comes to legal terminology)

The fact that neither you or the anon are concerned with Alec's age and him being a minor (by your own admission) is frankly worrying.

CC is such a problematic author, the more you let these people just say whatever they want to defend her, the more unchecked she will be. Her problematic behavior has not gotten better, it has actually gotten worse in more recent books.

Discussing about how "it's actually perfectly legal for a 600 year old to be with a 17 year old, thank you very much, and thank you anon for telling me that adults can legally have sex with 11 year olds" only makes it worse.

She'll never get better or be stopped from writing if you all keep making excuses.

Holding CC accountable doesn't mean writing negative reviews. That actually does very little. The only way is to confront people about it.

Letting anons say whatever they want to defend her does the exact opposite. You have full control over your blog, it's not censorship not to publish anons that defend predatory ships.

(But considering the fact that you actually agree with them and even thank them, maybe it's not to avoid censorship that you publish them? 🤔 lmk)

What's that expression? Neutrality in the face of injustice is complicity?

I think it's very unjust, harmful and sad that CC gets millions of dollars and fans for writing problematic, gross stories and relationships.

By being so liberal/neutral and allowing people to write huge rants to justify a predatory ship, you just support her.

To the shippers: if you have to say, in all seriousness, "well, actually it's NOT pedophilia!" about your ship... please consider that there might be something off about it.

Especially when it's about a naive 17 year old and a 600 year old, rich and powerful adult.

I answered and published [that ask] because it contained info how the law is applied, and I did not interpret that meaning anything else other than that, legality. I can’t speak for that anon, but I did not think they were defending the existence of such laws in Nigeria, just callously stating a fact, and I think it is horrifying that there exists these laws that do not protect children better.

That being said, something being “perfectly legal” doesn’t make it moral or acceptable or justified or somehow less horrible. And to be clear, I do not accept it nor do I think that if something is legal, it’s automatically alright. Not in this case or any other. Clare even herself, ironically, makes this a point in her writing: a bad law is no law. As I [previously said], I don’t think people would try to justify such relationships like Magnus and Alec’s with the same pretense if we’d be talking about a considerably younger person, an 11-year old for example, just because they’d be legally allowed to consent by the laws of their country.

I’ve said before that the age difference was not an issue for me because it will always exist, even when Alec is a lot older and more mature. I’ve also said that I thought Alec should’ve been older and more experienced before their relationship began, not a 17-18-year-old naïve teenager. I know couples who have big age differences, couples that have been together for over 15 years but the difference is that they’ve met and begun dating when both were fully mature adults. In that case it’s really no one’s business.

When I said “At some point it does become more about how people personally feel about these things, which is why we still have this same conversation even years later because the reality is that there isn’t a consensus to be reached here. In matters of disagreeing and agreeing (liking Clace or Malec or anything in the series), there isn’t a way around it” I meant far more trivial things than this. I should’ve expressed it more clearly. I also don’t think opinions can be forced on anyone, and no one here is changing their minds—not me, you, or the anon—so it’s not going anywhere.

The whole premise to Magnus and Alec’s relationship is problematic, and we’ve been over this many times. I thanked the anon for providing the info and that they are willing to be exposed to opinions, views, and attitudes that differ from their own. Publishing what they have to say has to do with that, views I do not agree with either, and being aware of the reasons why people think what they do, problematics included. I didn't want to censor people or their thoughts and present only ones that align with each other or that I agree with, though I realize that’s not working if I engage in the conversation in this manner.

Repeating the same points again and again does nothing and it isn't in any way beneficial when readers who advocate this relationship based on its legality will not understand or acknowledge its harmfulness that has been rightfully brought into question several times. I won’t be giving any more platform to defend Clare on this or publish any more messages that I receive defending the subject.

#Magnus Bane #Alec Lightwood #Series discussion #Anti CC #Anti Cassandra Clare #Reply

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