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sanjoongie · 8 months

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Library of Illusions~ Restricted Section

Don't you love me?

📚Final Part for the Library Of Illusions Event

📚Pairing: Yandere! Hongjoong x Darling! Reader (f)

📚Genre: Fantasy au, Yandere au, established relationship

📚Warnings: YANDERE THEMES!!! Do not read if you are squeamish about obsession, crossing personal boundaries, mentions of torture, death, pervert!hongjoong, consensual somnophilia, use of toys, nipple play, jerking off, hongjoong likes to push his nose into your panties/crotch, oral (f receiving), shower sex, consensual non consent (roleplay), creampie, cum eating, broken hearts, angst/not happy ending

📚Word Count: 3,063

📚Rating: 18+ MDNI, smut

📚Summary: at last you are reunited with your lost lover but with a twist

📚Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland, the best beta readers a writer could bribe have

📚A/N: this was quite the journey and story to spin. I want to thank everyone who listened to me whine about this and also who read it and appreciated my version of the library of illusions 💞

↫The Keeper of the Keys ↭ MasterList

If you thought the library was impressive, it almost dwarfed the impression you had from the restricted section. For as long as the eye could see, and further still, were books. Where the library had shelves, this room was simply stacks, haphazardly piled like they weren’t worth the time to carefully put away. The books had names on the spines but they were not story titles, but first and last names. How odd.

"Hongjoong? My love?" You tried not to let him show how much his death affected you. Hongjoong would have wanted you to be happy.

Hongjoong appeared out of nowhere, his arms thrown open. "Darling, at long last."

"How long have you waited for me? I swore if I has known sooner!--"

Hongjoong shook his head but still sounded very vague. "Your path was as it was meant to be. You went where you were destined to step."

"I just have to find the artifact and then we will be together once again." You pasted on a shaky smile.

Hongjoong gestured towards a pedestal. "The book."

You shook your head. You should have realized the artifact was a book. This was the library of illusion after all. This book was leather bound, its edges burnt and torn. It looked like it had been dragged through hell and back. You wondered if the artifact perhaps contained a spell to bring your love back to life. Or it gave you the power of wishes! You reached for the book but hesitated to open it.

Hongjoong tilted his head, almost flirtatiously. "Simply open it up and we can be together again."

"It's all I want," Your voice cracked with emotion.

You opened the book and it flew off the pedestal. It landed upright with its pages flipping open until it halted and grew to the size of a door. The center for the book was transparent and within you could see a washer and dryer, a simple domestic set up.

"Go on, darling, I'll be right behind you."

You stepped in, no hesitation and a full heart. Finally, you could be with Hongjoong again.

🔪🔪🔪

You were in a tight crop top and even tighter exercise shorts. Hongjoong had misbehaved, you had caught him doing perverted things and now he was being punished.

You see, Hongjoong, your boyfriend was a perverted yandere. He was obsessed with you, in very unhealthy ways, but you had learned to love him, perhaps even because of it. But you had to show him what was acceptable behavior and thus the punishment.

You were downstairs in the basement sorting your laundry out of the dryer when you got roughly pushed into the machine. Your ass was still sticking out but that seemed to be the point. You had not heard the stairs creak as Hongjoong had followed you down. With a whine, he had pushed you forward, so that your head and upper body were actually inside the machine. He didn't want you to slap his hands away as he held your ass apart and pushed his face into your clothed cunt.

You barely braced yourself against the back of the dryer with your forearm. "Hongjoong!" You shouted and winced at the echo inside of the machine.

"I can't help it!" Hongjoong moaned against your pussy. "You're wearing these tight shorts!"

"That's the point, love," You grumbled, "You aren't allowed to touch me for twenty four hours and in this outfit, you're supposed to suffer."

Hongjoong grabbed two handfuls of your shorts and pulled them until they split down the seam and he could push his tongue against your cunt through just your underwear now. He sighed happily behind you.

It was a mimic to the whole reason Hongjoong needed to be punished in the first place. You had come into your shared room to Hongjoong with a pair of recently discarded panties of yours flush against his mouth. His sharp tongue was desperately licked the moisture left there. Turned on but aware that you shouldn’t encourage him, you had snatched your underwear out of his hands and decided on his punishment right then and there.

“Hongjoong!” You couldn't help but shout at him again, “Let me out of here.”

Hongjoong shook his head adamantly, face still pressed up against you. “Mine,” he growled.

He pushed aside your panties and desperately started to tongue your hole. The wet appendage pushed in and out of you and you bit down a groan. Why was his desperacy for your body so hot?!

“Hongjoong, you better stop before I tie you up and use the feather on you,” You snapped.

With a whine, Hongjoong pushed backwards and you finally got out of the dryer. Hongjoong’s face was covered in your wetness, his tongue moving around his face to lap up your wetness. “I think I could spend hours between your legs.”

You straightened up and grumbled, “You already do.”

Hongjoong sent you a satisfied smile but you ignored him, finishing up your laundry and then going up stairs. Hongjoong followed you, almost like a cat, as you folded your clothes, hung them up and then moved towards the bathroom. You didn’t dare lock or close doors with Hongjoong, that only prompted him to find ways of watching what you were doing behind closed doors.

Hongjoong sat down on the toilet across from the shower as you turned on the water, turning the taps until you got the right temperature. You discarded all of your clothes but paused to run a fond finger over your newest tattoo: a daisy that was on the curve of your hip or ass, opposite of your dragon tattoo.

How you thought Hongjoong was going to behave was bewildering in of itself. Once you were completely naked and in the shower with the water cascading over you, Hongjoong put a hand down his pants immediately. It wasn’t his fault! With your back arched and your hair wet, you looked like you had jumped out of a centerfold into real life. Of course, Hongjoong couldn't keep quiet so when you peeked with one eye open after your shampoo was done, you tsked at him.

“Kim Hongjoong, what am I going to do with you?!” You demanded.

“Fuck me?” Hongjoong asked hopefully.

You breathed in and out deeply. Was there any changing Hongjoong and his perverted ways? You did love him for it, after all. Your heart ached at how much you loved him. Regardless of his perverted ways and obsession with you bordering on unhealthy, you loved him unconditionally.

“Alright, get in here,” You relented.

Hongjoong didn’t even discard his own clothes, he simply turned around the glass corner of the shower and descended to his knees. “I need to taste you again,” He murmured against your cunt, small breaths hitting your wet skin, but he looked up at you with begging eyes. “Please?”

“Hongjoong,” You said his name, carding your fingers through his slightly wet locks, “You’re gonna make a girl feel like she’s worshiped.”

Hongjoong grinned, making you shiver at how suggestive yet creepy it was. “I do worship you, darling.”

So you let Hongjoong eat you out again, listening to him hum in happiness, literally using his tongue to scoop your wetness from your cunt to consume. Eventually his nose stimulated your clit and you couldn't help but make tiny noises for him. His obsession with you turned you on, you had to admit. He's grinning nigh maniacally as his tongue ran up your slit slowly and the tip flicked your clit. He didn't blink as the shower water continuously ran down his face.

"That's it, Baby, you're doing so good, making me feel so good," You praised him.

Hongjong pushed his tongue out as far down his chin as it could go and shook his face left and right, worrying at your clit. Your pitched cries became higher and higher until you came, quickly and easily for your boyfriend.

"Oh, Hongjoong," You moaned as you came down from your high, "You're such a pervert."

"But I'm your pervert," Hongjoong grinned up at you.

That night you fell asleep early, but woke up a few hours later to a throaty moan in your ear. When you opened your eyes, you saw that Hongjoong had pushed your loose t-shirt over your breasts and his mouth was wrapped around your nipple. He had two fingers lazily rubbing your clit but he also had a moving dildo, wriggling inside your cunt.

You knew you were the perfect fit for Hongjoong when he had first asked if he could touch you while you were sleeping. You were more than delighted to give him the green light to do that. Waking up to these desperate late night sessions had become a treat for you and an easy way for Hongjoong to relieve his perverted thoughts.

Hongjoong dry humped your leg, whining into your breast that he needed you. " 'mplease. Please. I have to be inside of you!"

Then the true games began. Nothing turned on your perverted boyfriend more than denying him.

"No, you can't fuck me!" You slipped into the role easily, feeling your stomach dip at the faux-helpless feel.

Hongjoong released your nipple and loomed over you. He pinned your arms above your head and humped the inside of your thigh. "Gonna fuck your tight heat, darling, gonna fill you up, gonna make you mine."

"No!" You pushed up at his restraints but Hongjoong easily held you down. He pulled out the dildo in your cunt and dropped it on the pillow beside you. It obscenely continued to wiggle, covered in your creamy essence.

"Shhh, make pretty noises for me, darling, gonna stretch you out and make you mine," Hongjoong declared, putting his other hand over your mouth and muffling your noises.

You continued to protest behind his hand but your eyes rolled into the back of your head when Hongjoong rubbed his head against your entrance and penetrated you. You shoved your chest upwards, nipples grazing Hongjoong's own baggy shirt and you moaned loudly. When Hongjoong rocked his hips against yours, his pelvis rubbed your clit and you gasped.

"See, darling?" Hongjoong said, biting down on his lip as he continued to grind against you. "See how good I feel? Only I was made to fit you so well. Only I can fuck you like this. Only I'm allowed to fill you up. You're mine, mine, mine." He giggled, his eyes swirling with glee.

Hongjoong fucked you good, in the way only he knew how to. The angle that he was thrusting up into your cunt was making you see stars, it was that good. You whined and whimpered and moaned against his palm, tongue sneakily coming out to swipe at the skin there to silently communicate to him that you were enjoying everything.

“See, you didn’t need any of those ex boyfriends of yours,” Hongjoong smirked. “You don’t understand how hard it is for me to not cut out those tattoos that each one of them represents on your body. But,” Hongjoong’s grin threatened to split his face and you shivered, “I cut them up pretty good. They’ll never be able to fuck you ever again. They don’t even have a dick to fuck you with. Oh well.”

You began to struggle underneath Hongjoong. You hadn't known… you thought Hongjoong had his demons under control. You bit firmly on one of Hongjoong’s fingers but he didn’t react to the pain. He simply pulled his hand back and sucked on the blood.

“Hongjoong! You killed them?” You said in astonishment.

“Mine, mine, mine,” Hongjoong giggled, “You’re all mine, darling.”

Hongjoong squeezed your boob, trailed his hand down your torso, leaving a bloody smear. “All of your body is mine. All mine.”

Ironically, you felt your orgasm loom over you the way Hongjoong was, his arms trapping you. You felt your heart surging, in fear, but also in love. Hongjoong loved you so much that he killed your seven ex-boyfriends. Hongjoong loved you so much he erased anything that hurt you. Hongjoong loved you so much that he couldn't keep his nose and mouth away from your tasty cunt. Hongjoong loved you.

“I’m gonna--Oh, Hongjoong,” You felt tears accumulate in the corner of your eyes. The overwhelming love you felt for your boyfriend overflowed your heart.

Hongjoong’s face became soft, full of love and adoration for you as well. “Come, darling. Come for me. It’s all I want. I want you to come because of me. I want to give you all the love and orgasms. I want to be the only one for you.”

“You’re the only one for me, Kim Hongjoong,” You cried out and then you came. It was a toe-curling, back arching, star-seeing type of orgasm that could only come from being fucked by someone who knew your body inside and out.

Hongjoong watched your orgasm race through you. He ate up every expression and noise you made. And only once you were taken care of, did he let himself come. He scrunched his nose and grunted deeply, spilling his seed inside of you, painting your insides with ropes and ropes of his cum. Hongjoong pulled out and watched his cum slowly seep out of you and even then he couldn't help but put his face between your legs.

Your perverted boyfriend, lapped at your cum and his, the mixture sweet to his tongue for all he could do was hum and make happy noises. And when he was done, he climbed back up your body and let out a happy sigh. “Mine,” he whispered.

🔪🔪🔪

The air tensed, warping and stretching and suddenly it snapped. You were back in the restricted section in a blink of an eye. “Ho-hongjoong?” You stuttered, unsure exactly what was happening but knowing that your lost lover was your only constant.

Hongjoong chuckled. “Why, darling, I succeeded in my mission. I planted my seeds, a version of me inside of your mind. You never had me, silly, that was all my hardwork. There is no Hongjoong in your human life. I gave you a reason to come to the library of illusion.”

“No,” You shook your head, denying everything. “I loved you and you loved me,” You pounded your chest with your fist.

“Wrong,” Hongjoong began to pace, hands held behind his back, gloating really. “This is a game I play with many humans. Not many are as amusing as you, however.”

You felt sick. “What about--?”

“Wooyoung, Yeosang and the others? They’re simply fragments of me. I don’t want to ensnare weak souls,” Hongjoong grinned.

“Seonghwa?” You demanded.

“Oh, Seonghwa is a part of me. The biggest part of me that I had to purge. He’s the part of me that is the last ditch effort to stop me from ensnaring another soul--from completing the final, bad act. He did love you, you know. They all did. Why do you think they marked you? Each part of me approved of you.”

“Marked? Approved?” Your head was swirling, yandere Hongjoong still clinging to your mind.

“The tattoos, darling. Each injury was a mark, a way for them to put a piece of my soul into you. I need all those parts of me back so that I win the game. I am cursed to remain here for all of eternity. How else am I going to spend my time?” Hongjoong cocked his head cutely. “I don’t fuck all the humans but you were a lot of fun.”

“Fun…” You collapsed, your legs folding under you until you were sitting on the floor.

“Oh yes, your interactions with Seonghwa were especially entertaining,” Hongjoong let out a belly laugh. “Wooyoung, Yeosang, Yunho are mostly to see what you’re capable of, they’re not especially hard but their trials get harder and harder as you progress. San is the tipping point of course, you did really well with that one, no matter how hard he tried to trip you up. And then after that, Mingi and Jongho begin to get a bit sentimental. They want to trap you in their stories because they don’t want your soul condemned. Sad, human parts of me that had no purpose in the true me,” Hongjoong explained. “Seonghwa, I have to manipulate sometimes, make him lose his memories. He can be too strong otherwise. That’s why he seems a little airheaded, I’ve messed with his conscience too much. But look at you, passing everyone’s trials, all the way to get your prize!”

The tears start to fall. All of this was a lie? Your life was a lie? “The prize was supposed to be you.”

Hongjoong bent down beside you, getting on his knees and sitting on his legs. He wrapped his arms around you. “And you have it. You were reunited with your lost love. You spent a lovely time with him, where you were his sole focus.”

You yelped, your hand going to your shoulder where you felt pain. “What was that?”

“Your marks are disappearing, darling,” Hongjoong informed you. “Your time here is done now.”

Pain bloomed on your hip and neck and by the time you were pulling up your sleeve, pain from your sternum fading, you watched as the tentacle on your forearm slowly disappeared. “But…I thought…?”

“You don’t think I’d let them leave a mark on you?” Hongjoong’s hand curled around your jaw. “Don’t you understand? You’re mine, darling.”

Tears pricked your eyes as Hongjoong slanted his lips across yours. The longer he kissed you, the more you could feel your connection to your soul--and your connection to this world-- weaken. You opened your eyes and your eyesight weakened, the edges slowly swallowing you. The last thing you saw was your lover’s smile as you faded from this world.

“I love you.”

Hongjoong took his new book and put it beside all the other one’s that belonged in the restricted section. For all those books were souls he had ensnared and you were only another next to them. Your pages were worn, the spine spotting, but the story inside was still as titillating as a favorite novel. Perhaps, if Hongjoong got bored, he might read you again. But more likely than not, you would be forgotten and Hongjoong would lure another human to the library of illusion. Such was his curse.

La Fin

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youaremycosmo · 2 months

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《all mine. all yours.》 taemin x reader scenario

Yeah, as always - i finished my latest idea, not what's waiting in the line XD so today husband&dad taemin is attacking again with his cuteness 💞 what a miserable dad, what would he do if he was a father of two? *runs away laughing * btw. this airport look is e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.

Word count// 1,435 words

Pairing// Taemin x you

Summary// Taemin after a month's break is going back to work, clearly pissed off he needs to go abroad for one day. Saying goodbye to you and his daughter is just endless as he can't be apart from the family even for a second.

Genre// fluffiest fluff

Warnings// if you're allergic to cuteness, don't read MASTERLIST

- Aish, why does this performance have to be in Japan? - Taemin whined again, crouching down to put on his shoes. He was like this all yesterday, and then today, almost making a scene while packing his things and documents.

You giggled under your nose for the hundredth time in the last hour and glanced at little Taerinnie in your arms. When she was born, Taem took a really long break from his work as a dancer to focus on helping you to take care of the baby. You both could afford it and you were extremely thankful to him, as being a mom, especially in the first days, was really stressful. Eventually, he needed to come back to work, but what caused his dissatisfaction from the very first week was this trip to Osaka. That meant he had to be away from home just for that one night, but it already seemed like the end of the world to Tae.

- Because Baekhyun is performing in Japan, duh - you mocked him a little, observing carefully what he has chosen to wear. - Everything will be fine, you need rest from us too - you assured your husband, trying somehow to calm him down.

- How can I rest from my family? - he asked, even more outraged by your words. - I need to be by your side all the time, what if something happens and i won’t be around you? - Taem stood up, running a hand through his long, brown hair. Every hairstyle looked good on him, but there was something special in these messy strands which curled up in the ends.

- I’m sure there won’t be this kind of situation - you said with certainty. - It’s just one night. We’ll be fine, for sure - you switched your attention towards Taerin again. She calmly wandered with her curious eyes over everything possible, while moving her little hands. This little cutie patootie looked surprised by everyone and everything, furrowing her eyebrows slightly. Taerinnie was already a month old, but she still seemed so small and vulnerable, making you feel touched every time you held her. - Don't look at other men, okay? - he admonished you seriously, taking a few steps towards you.

You groaned softly, frowning. - Ah, how can I look at other men while wearing tracksuits and sitting at home? - you asked indignantly, and Taemin chuckled, clearly amused by that. - Have you seen yourself? - you reached your hand to his brown, oversized jacket, sighing desperately. Saying he got more handsome every year was surely an understatement. He just looked extremely good today, too good for your poor being and hormones which were slowly starting to regulate, allowing you to notice a little more than just Taerinnie. - I should be the one telling you not to look at anyone else, although... it makes no sense, someone will pick on you anyway, because you look so handsome - you muttered resignedly, letting these naughty thoughts out.

Your compliment clearly pleased Taemin, who stared at you lovingly. - My darling, somehow... I have to adjust to my beautiful wife. Look how much i had to do, only to match this pretty baby - he said with full conviction, and you snorted quietly. He said it on purpose, but you couldn't help feeling your heart beating faster while hearing those words.

- You should leave now, or you’ll be late - you reminded Tae, but your hand was still on his chest, not wanting to let go of him. This charming bare face, messy hair, simple but perfectly fitted outfit were affecting you so much today. Taemin leaned down towards Taerin gently, causing her eyes to move to his face. His hand began to gently stroke her little head while the finger of his other hand slipped into her fist. - Be good for mommy, yeah? Don't cry too much at night, because mommy needs to sleep… Aigo, aigo… - he pouted a little, when Taerin’s pacifier slid out from her dad-alike lips. It was corrected as quickly by him - Dad will come soon, I promise. And he will buy you something nice - he assured in a lovely voice, finally pressing his full lips on her forehead. For a few more seconds Tae stared at her with a tender smile, as if he wanted to remember this sight with all his might. After a moment did he look at you, wrapping his arms around your waist, careful not to crush Taerinnie in your arms, but to hug you both.

- Any special requests, my princess? - he asked just as tenderly, caressing your side. Taemin always made sure you feel loved, especially when his attention was now divided to two girls in the home. You allowed yourself to think about it for a while, but finally shook your head. There was simply nothing in your mind to ask for.

- Nothing? Then I'll think of something myself - he chuckled, leaning slightly to your ear. - Will some cute thongs for this equally cute baby be okay? - he asked in a playful voice, his warm breath enfolding your ear.

- Tae - you punched his arm lightly, embarrassed by this proposition. You could be sure now Taem will come back with some piece of pink lingerie, already prepared for the time you two could have sex again.

- I'm going to miss my girls really badly - he said more quietly and seriously, kissing your forehead. - I'm going to miss my beautiful wife and my adorable daughter so, so much - you felt his thumb lightly stroke your side.

- We'll miss you too - you admitted with a smile, your faces only centimeters apart. Taemin moved even closer, connecting your lips in a delicate kiss. At first it was just an innocent brush of lips, but you held his neck with your hand, deepening the kiss and allowing yourself this moment of complete oblivion, closing your eyes. Your heart skipped a beat as Taem willingly allowed you to do this, giving himself completely to you. You pulled away from each other with slightly deepened breaths, your cheeks slightly flushed as a wave of shyness suddenly flooded your mind.

Your hand carefully slid down, releasing him. It should be nothing special, after all, you've been kissing like this for many years. However, your daughter's presence made love, true, sincere love, completely outweigh any lust.

- Sorry, we shouldn't... - you glanced at Taerinnie, blushing. You were suddenly embarrassed that you had allowed yourself to feel what you felt for Tae in this short moment, waking up woman in mommy state.

- We should - he replied almost immediately, reaching for your chin and making you look into his dark eyes. - I'm not talking about having sex in front of her, but... why should we be ashamed of the fact that we love each other? If we weren't a great couple, she wouldn't be here at all - he gave you his most charming smile and pecked your lips once again. - I'll see you tomorrow - Taem said in a low voice, kissing the top of your head and sighing softly. His hand reached quickly for the handle of his suitcase.

It wasn’t that your husband was in a hurry to finally feel freedom. Instead, you could notice how he tried not to look at you both anymore in case he couldn’t leave for work at all. Taemin was so cuddly and absorbed in being a man in the house that parting with you was almost unable to bear.

You hesitated a little as he pressed the doorknob. Something… was missing there. You haven’t said what should be said.

-Taem? - you asked, approaching him once again.

Tae only had time to glance at you and smile before you reached for the nape of his neck once more and connected your lips briefly, but definitely not innocently.

- All mine - you said quietly, running your hand down his torso and pulling away to let him finally leave.

- All yours - he replied with a sparkle in his eye and a wide smile, before he closed the door.

You sighed loudly, biting your lip. Being alone for the first time with this little sunshine was actually quite stressful, but you wouldn’t admit that to Taemin on no account.

- So, are we left alone for a girls' night? - you said to Taerinnie as you went to lay her in her crib again.

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day-yonniee · 2 years

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Can you do please wooin or owen!!!! I really like your stories!! And you are the only one i find who write for owen and wooin!!

𝖨 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖠𝖯𝖯𝖱𝖤𝖢𝖨𝖠𝖳𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖲𝖶𝖤𝖤𝖳 𝖶𝖮𝖱𝖣𝖲 😣💞 AND SORRY FOR TAKING FOREVER. I DID MY BEST TO MAKE IT SWEET FOR YOU.

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 - 𝖮𝗐𝖾𝗇 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅.

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚(𝗦) - 𝖥𝖾𝗆!𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖮𝗈𝖼!𝖮𝗐𝖾𝗇, 𝖡𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀

It was 1:26 a.m and most of the people in Seoul were resting in their beds. Well, everyone except a certain (colour) hair individual. Who sat in front of their vanity, the lights fully bright and shining onto them. Creating a perfect lighting for her to apply her makeup. Not caring about the time that was shown on her phone screen. Too engrossed in her reflection — her hands working on applying her makeup.

It felt calming, there was no rush or pressure that made her mess up. It was just her and her reflection — no annoying friends, No grouchy people and No drama of whatsoever. It brought great sense of peace to her and she mentally wished for these types of moments to happen more often.

Sigh

But like always, moments like these don’t last forever when you have a very clingy partner.

“Babyyyyy!”

The sound of Owen’s groggy voice made you let out a soft sigh. Returning your attention back to your eyeliner. Though it seems your silence response made your big baby jump out of bed. The sound of footsteps thumping their way towards your room gave you a warning before your door was ripped open. Revealing Owen’s sleepy face and wild bed head, but you were too focus on making sure your eyeliner looked nice. You didn’t want to mess up your eye makeup that you worked so hard on.

But it seems someone else didn’t like the lack of attention he was receiving. Pouting his way towards you, resting his chin on your shoulder while his arms sneak around your waist. Though he made sure he didn’t move you too much, since he knew how much you focus on your makeup. But that doesn’t mean he was gonna sleep away in the lonely living room while you stayed up by yourself.

“Hey pretty baby, what you doing up?”

You question him, the nickname sending butterflies inside his chest. Especially when you met his eyes through your mirror, the beauty of your face glowing from the lights. But to Owen, it was like a Angel blessing him from the cruel, dark world. He would happily lose his beauty sleep for you if you continue to look at him like that.

“Can’t sleep without ya.”

He mumbled, watching his dearest put on the last finishing touches of her eyeliner. Smiling when he saw how you compared the two wings, making sure they were both even before finally putting your full attention on him.

“Sorry hun, didn’t think you were awake.”

You answered with honesty, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on his cheek. Making his heart jump around in his chest, why must you be so sweet? He’s so close to locking you up in his home and keeping you there forever as his wife.

But thank god he has self-control and a healthy mind (and he knew Shelly would kick his ass if she found out that he kidnapped her best friend.)

“I’ll accept your apology if you come cuddle me.”

He bargained, his lips already finding your neck. His nose getting a whiff of your favourite perfume. It made him internally groan from how perfect you are. Maybe he needed more than cuddles.

You responded with a sweet smile before lightly pushing your boyfriend away from you. The sound a him whining and trying to push his head back where it was. Though you didn’t back down and held your ground.

“I didn’t even get to take some pictures.”

You frown, giving him your own pout. Glossy lips distracting the blonde from his little tantrum. The strong urge to ravish you overwhelmed the poor cyclist. You look so pretty, from your makeup to your favourite outfit. He never understood why you stayed up and get all dolled up just to take pictures. But right now, he tossed the questions to the side and focused on your pretty self.

“I could take them for you, but my payment is getting some shots of you in that new lingerie set I bought you.”

He winked, sliding his hands to your waist and giving them a squeeze. Making you bite your bottom lips in a mischievous matter, your arms coming up to wrap around his neck and bringing him down close to your face. Though you made sure he didn’t try to steal a quick kiss from you. Wanting to tease him a little bit more longer.

“Deal, but no touching.”

You challenge him, smirking when you seen his face fall in disbelief.

“Huh!? That’s practically impossible!!”

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dreamwritersworld · 1 year

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I could fall in love! Part 4 (Neteyam x reader) 💞

Y/n cried the rest of the night. Her siblings hearts broke for their older sister who was never even given a true chance to live her life to the fullest, always being separated and put to work.

The next day Y/n woke up and packed her things silently, not speaking to her parents and if there was something spoken it was small. Her parents knew that as soon she stepped out into the crowd of people she'd put on a facade. Y/n was never one to break promises, she didn't ever want her clan seeing her upset. So she put a small smile on, gave a loose hug to her parents and moved quickly as if their touch burned her. She then embraced her siblings in the tightest hug and waved to the clan before she left. It didn't help that she had turned around one more time while leaving…and she caught Neteyam's eye, immediately feeling her heart break once again.

I couldn't eat the entire trip. No matter how hard I tried, nothing could bring me too it. I was so drained, this entire trip was exhausting. Even if I was their guest they knew I had powers so they offered more trades in return I fix some things for them. I wasn't forced to of course but how could I say no? What if word got back to my father…everyone was watching me. It was time to say goodbye so I respectfully said my goodbyes, turning away to return home.

The clan was so confused as to why Y/n looked like she lost so much weight, but they were quickly blinded by it as Y/n greeted them with a smile. "I hope you guys are all doing well! Have a nice day!" Y/n walked away with her family smiling the whole way through , as quick as she put a smile on….was as quick as she put it out while entering the family's Mauri to unpack. “…sister? Would you like something to eat? Perhaps, your favorite?" I turn to tsireya and smile weakly before saying "I'm too tired to eat sister, thank you for the offer!” I turn away and go back to unpacking

Tsireya turned to Ao'nung giving a panicked look signing to him to try to cheer you up. "Jeez Y/n I know we don't like Tsireya's cooking but please don't let me go through it alone!" To this Y/n laughs, as she watched her siblings begin going back and forth. Y/n's tired smile came to an end when her parents walked closer to the siblings, "Y/n you will rest and we will have a meal ready ok?" Y/n just replied with a nod to her mother before she placed herself in her hammock. Y/n fell asleep dreaming of Neteyam...

"Y/n? Y/n? Our food is ready!" Tsireya says as she pulls on me to wake up. I get up slowly, making sure dizziness doesn't take over...it always seemed to now. I walked toward the table to pay my respects. "Thank you for the meal however, I'm not exactly hungry as of right now." I walked away heading back to sleep.

It was so silent in the Mauri, Y/n didn't eat anything. It almost seemed like she didn't want to take anything from the hand that she feels betrayed her. During Y/n's stay, Tonowari made her work every second. By the end of the day, Y/n was so drained by her powers being used that she didn't even know that she was passing out by the end of the day. Ronal couldn't stand it, she knew they were hard on Y/n but…..how could Tonowari continue working their daughter to the bone...? What feared Ronal was how Y/n completely lost the love she held in her eyes for everyone to see...did she now believe they were just as bad as the people that held her captive..? She saw how Y/n's body sometimes gave up on her even if Y/n tried to hide it from the people around her, grasping at anything to keep her up...no one saw but mother knows best. Ronal silently listened to her two daughters that didn't know she was there..

"Eat moms food Y/n." "No thank you, I made myself a bowl of fruit today” silence was between the siblings. until Tsireya decided to just bring up what's been on y/n's mind.

"..you did the right thing Y/n." Y/n rolls her eyes frustrated that her sister now is the one to just act as if the situation didn't harm her. “Yup. That's what mom and dad said.” Tsireya offers a smile saying "the clan trades have been doing great, dad's getting more trading for you to do, everyone loves you, everything leading up to you being a stronger future leader is going great for you!" Y/n immediately puts her sister to a stop "Good. So I traded Neteyam for praise and more work? great.” Y/n gives an exhausted sigh focused on how messy her life is now.

"Y/n...look at me. Are you upset at me?" Y/n's eyes look down as she contemplates how to express her emotions and how it's not Tsireya fault. "No, I made my choice, I used to think about love so highly...and I finally get the chance to have it...and I didn't keep fighting." Tsireya face goes straight showing disbelief at her sister. "Mom and Dad made you stop fighting as hard. You still are Y/n, look at you." Y/n looks down at her skinner figure and her worn out hands from working all day.

"You know, I've played that argument over and over in my head. It haunts me, I could've kept fighting more. I feel like I had more of a choice, and I chose what? Being isolated again? Being worked to exhaustion like the life I had before? All of it over love. I could've stopped mom and dad by doing way worse, without risking the Sully's home. But you know what? I couldn't because no matter how strict or harsh they were on me when I was growing up, I can't hurt them because In that moment I still loved them...I don't know now...” Ronal let out a quiet gasp, Y/n doesn't love them anymore?

Ronal's heart was torn in two, her daughter was in pain. and her husband was hurt. There was no emotion in Y/n's eyes...where was her little girl?

*Ronal's Flashback*

Y/n was answering questions another healer was curious to ask her. "To have the support of my mother is so important to me, because it's something so special when you know that your mom is always there, wherever you are, if you're doing wrong or good. She's going to be there to support you. I love her so much. My mother is my best friend besides being my mom. People don't see it because she so hard on the outside but to me, she's lovely, loyal and kind. She's beautiful, so beautiful...and I want to be like her!" Ronal's heart swooned hearing her daughter speak so highly of her. *

"Ronal! Please help me with this!" Ronal leaves the conversation like this, unable to hear the rest.

"Y/n..you chose the family and clan." Y/n looks at her sister with zero emotion saying "yea well, I guess it was just my fault for allowing myself to fall in love. You were smart, you knew it didn't matter if he was or wasn't apart of the clan." Tsireya now has confusion written over her face "wait are you upset that Lo'ak and I are allowed to be-" Y/n cuts her sister off "No! No! I love you two. But...I love Neteyam. I should be allowed that." Tsireya is now conflicted, on how to comfort her sister. silence takes over her "But like you said I chose family and the clan so, here we are.." tsireya notices her words as if it was not as important to Y/n, nothing was anymore. Y/n just worked all day. “Yea, cause family and the clan is always here sister."

"..so am I....sister, you don't know what they did to me that night.. not the fully story, so please stop. "

"what happened that night y/n?"

"Please Tsireya don't push it. You aren't allowed to-"

"i don’t care Y/n. What did they do to you?...please tell me."

"They..

i tell her the story as my memories play back like a car accident.

*y/n's memory*

“This is how it’s going to be. You are the future leader of this clan Y/n. I don’t care if you’re happy with my order or not anymore, you will keep your promise to the people. You are leaving first thing tomorrow to travel for trading Y/n. You’re better off!” He yanks me towards him and my mother before rushing us into our Mauri. “Ao’nung, Tsireya leave now. Go to a place on the shore. Out now!” He pulled them out of their frozen transit as we watched them leave and as soon as they did, he shoved me forward toward the floor. I watched, horrified as they both yell at me,

“You disappoint me! No one could ever disappoint me the way you do! Y/n you have it all, you are not giving up my- our work! Don’t be so stupid, love? What you and Neteyam had that wasn’t love.”

I now was the one pulled out of my transit

“And what? This is love? Is this what you consider love? You don’t think I know what high authority I’m going to have ? How much you guys have over worked me for the future? This isn’t OUR work, it’s mine. I did everything for this island. The more you push it, the more you’ll burn me out, and I know how much you depend on me to be perfect. I’m young but im not clueless. Someone who loves you wouldn’t do this- “ that was my last word before I was slapped by my mother.

“What we have done for you, is love. Don’t you ever say it’s any different.”

Dad joins in by saying

“You stand corrected Y/n you are burnt out. You want me to be honest? You were burnt out the moment you came on this island and what did we do? We saved you. Don’t you ever forget that y/n”

“Save me? I am your daughter. I was taken and I saved myself. All of my past I tried to erase it, but now I see I will never be able to because YOU like to use it against me.”

He grabs my face forcing me to hear his words

“You’re broken Y/n.” I watch as my mother gently tugs on him to calm down

I listen to his harsh words as he screams in my face about how reckless I was being.

“…i will never be good enough for you…will I? I stayed up for hours putting in extra work until I couldn’t even catch a breath…all because of you. I stayed up WORKING wondering why I wasn’t good enough for you, wondering why I wouldn’t be good for anyone. Neteyam showed me that i was.”

I turn to my mother who’s in disbelief at both my father and I

“I hope you don’t think this is fair. Because of the decision, my heart will never see, will never feel, will never know what love is. Mom…I need you. I need you now. You have to be here now, I need you mom!”

Ronal couldn’t hear or watch it anymore. Her husband was so upset he wasn’t thinking rationally, saying things he didn’t mean. Y/n was so close to back down from fighting, begging for support…her screams were unforgettable. Ronal ended the hour argument telling y/n to go to bed.*

Y/n then walks away hearing her dad call for her again…..it was only 10 minutes since Y/n left, he never gave her a proper break. "I have to go, goodbye sister”

Eclipse was nearing and I finish up father last request before rushing inside to go to bed. They were prepping the table for dinner, I helped but walked away as soon as they were done. "Y/n! Eat now! You are not missing another meal with this family!" | slowly turn around walking towards the family...my father terrified me now, he didn't even treat me as a daughter anymore….no matter how stressful a situation was, we were never like this. I would be lying if I said it didn’t hurt me lying to my parents, my siblings and my people. But to be happy? To be with Neteyam? He made it worth it.

I didn't eat…..taking anything from them was poison.

“Y/n you are doing another trip for two more months, after the one month trip you are going to leave for by the end of the week. it'll do wonders for the clan since you will make more deals and trades." My heart drops.

When dad said i was forbidden from Neteyam, he meant it. He knew everything Neteyam would do during the days, and made sure I was never near him...but could he keep me completely secure? I wrote letters to Neteyam, I'd place them in a container and send them through waves I put in his direction...while he would wait for me to walk away as he goes to the shore to write his message back...placing them hidden under an empty mauri. We were finally talking...and now I need to leave for another two months?

My siblings and mother cheered excited for new deals I would make while I begin to stare off into the distance about what I was going to do next. Ao'nung turns to me concerned " y/n?" I give a small smile "yea, l'm-I just need a moment." I walk away to the side of our Mauri where no one can see me.

Tsireya follows closely as she silently starts a conversation "y/n what happened?" I shake my head thinking of the worst things possible "dad's adding two months of more trading." Tsireya smiles at me saying "ok so? That's a good thing!"

"So, that's 3 months in total! I just- I can't do this anymore!"

"Do what?'

"Working! All of this..I can't put my life on hold."

"This is your life y/n, this has always been your life..?You-"

"Tsireya!…..not all of it.”

Tsireya's eyes widen as she pulls me in closer so our whispers are more silent

"I knew there was something you were hiding."

"How could I? This isn't something I can go around telling!"

"I thought you moved on…This is wrong y/n."

"What's wrong? Being happy? You guys are right. How selfish of me!" I give a sarcastic response

She pulls on to my shoulders

"He is a boy Y/n. Just a boy. You will do just fine sister! You got this ok? It's only a couple of months."

I start crying once again why can't they just listen?

“...you don't understand. You have been able to be around everybody you have ever loved or cared about. They just keep sending my away, I can't do this anymore. I've been out there since I was 9! When is all the work I've done for this clan and them enough? After going to a clan back down south? North? West?"

“Y/n. Stop. Nothing has changed. Dad and mom still want you separated. They will not let it happen. If you through with this relationship again y/n, l'm so sorry truly. But this time they will shut it all down. You really shouldn't go through this sister I know it hurts. Please y/n enjoy the rest of the week and carry my love with you when you go. I'm sorry." She pulls me into a hug, holding me tight.

"I mean it y/n. I'm sorry it was you between the clan, family and Neteyam. The decision you had to make sucks...do not blame yourself. Well I mean it wasn't really a choice, family comes first you know that y/n. Please do not think I am not on your side, it’s just hard to be in between. Y/n when you told me the whole story I felt like throwing up. I could see it on your face that it was a horrible experience…and you did so good hiding your hurt for the clan. You did it all for the family. I’m so sorry sister." I sink into her words

"you're right. Neteyam isn't family"….

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teresalace · 1 year

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Author note: 😭💖Thank you to everyone who got me to 1000 likes! THANK YOUUU ALL SO MUCH- I'm very grateful for all the support 😚yes I'm still writing the Tyler Galpin x Reader fic!! Part 2 will be out before Saturday (I hope), but here's a little something to celebrate 1000 likes!!! 🥺💞

Batman x Gender Neutral Reader

words: 887 . 🥺💞Song suggestion while reading: Cherries by Madison beer

Summary: It's been one year since you've started dating the Bruce Wayne of Wayne Enterprise and still, it feels like you're living in a dream to know both you and him are in love and are together! Though not always together physically, unfortunately due to Brucey's secret vigilante life- You could only hope he makes it in time to celebrate your and his anniversary. . .

BRRRRRR.

"Speak." Oh how you missed hearing that gentle, masterful calm voice of his.

He's most likely in his batmobile right now, flying over the city or doing something genius you haven't figured out yet.

"Mm, got any plans for tonight, Batman?" With your hip, you leaned on the coffee table and stared out the floor-to-ceiling glass window of a penthouse. (One of many you shared with your future husband all over the city.)

"Depends on who's the lovely person asking. And I thought I've told you not to call me during–"

"–Night patrols, yes but. . ." You twisted the silky curtain fabric around your finger, "I just really wanted to hear your voice." Also to see if he remembered your anniversary date.

There was a small pause before a delicious low chuckle trailed down your body tenderly in vibrations through the phone. "Will that be all?"

Oh no it won't be once he gets his ass here.

You tightened the lavish bathrobe around you, "hopefully I'm not disturbing you too much, Mr Batman. But if you have some time to spare, I'd appreciate it if you'd spend it on me."

Another one of his entertained chuckle runs through your nerves like silk.

You sighed dreamily, "it would really make my night. . ."

"I'll come to you within 24 hours," you swear you heard a teasing smile in his lovely deep voice. (He had no idea what a chase you'll be giving him this time. If it'll even be a chase at all for the big brain he has.)

"I'm not at my (our) usual place. . . " That was the first clue you gave him, "how ever will you find me?"

He guaranteed before hanging up, "you're never far from me. If that's all, I'll need to get going to see you soon." Oh he'd better.

You left the phone on the coffee table and laid out on the lounge sofa to relax, looking out at the world-wide view and specks of stars in the great sky. If he's late, you planned to sleep here for the night. . .

But true to his words, you didn't have to wait long, sensually alone, drinking some juice in your fluffy bathrobe when the sound of the doors opening gently alerted you.

"Baby," his footsteps ring from behind you and closer they reached until a large warm hand lands on your hip.

"It didn't take you very long to get here," you pouted and turned your head around to see the handsome love of your life- though internally your heart jumped for joy at how early he arrived.

They were piercing in the shadows, but sweet in the lights as Bruce's sapphire blue eyes would sweep across your whole body from head to toe for a minute (something like his routine as Alfred, his butler, had once said) admiring you.

"I tried to delay myself as best as I can to give you some space, (Name), but it is almost midnight." So he knew all along. What an eyeroll moment if not for how wonderful he is looking down at you with that sweet loving smile and his burning hand on your covered skin.

He then crouched and leaned in closer to softly- like a butterfly- kiss the center of your forehead, the ironed tie of his suit hung and grazed at your arm as he held that kiss for a while.

Then you couldn't help speaking, "I thought I'd give you a little challenge. . ." Which wasn't very hard in the first place if he had placed a tracker on you somewhere, somehow like he'd usually do. For safety reasons, you'd assume.

"Oh yeah? And how did that go," he cocked his eyebrow sharply.

"Not very effective but I don't care," you reached out your arms around his neck and tugged him down onto your body. "I hope you have alot more time because I'm not letting you go until tomorrow night."

Bruce allowed this, you were well aware of his extremely superior strength and how much you had an effect on this hero who'd melt in your proximity.

His strong chest pressed down on yours and suddenly you could feel his heart beat racing against yours. . . Like there was nothing except both of your flesh and bones being the obstacle for your hearts to join into one. . . He kissed the side of your lips like he couldn't resist your pull. "Of course not, I don't expect anything less from you, (Name) Wayne. . . I couldn't stop loving you even if I had tried."

"No complaints, Brucey. I'm having you all for myself for the day." You said confidently though didn't mean it completely, sure you could be selfish but the city needed Batman more than you do. . . You have his heart and that's more than enough. (Also his wealth but that's not the point)

Many times in your life you've seen the absolute lovestruck way he's looked at you, but the warmth shimmering between your body and his as he, unblinking, gazed seriously into your soul. . . Made you fall in love again and again. As if you couldn't love him enough.

Bruce whispered near your jaw in the sweetest voice, cracking near the end. "(Name). . . Happy anniversary."

"Happy anniversary too, Brucey." You kissed him back, deeper than ever. The night was still young after all.

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vylithscat · 2 years

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Hey bestie 🥺 i got an idea for you

You can choose the format but the prompt is what if MC was tricked into being made immortal by Solomon (possibly with help/support from the demons) because they don’t want to lose them? How would MC react? What would it do their relationships with the others? Would MC be able to forgive them? Idk! Have fun with it

Ily <33 I’m so proud of you and I’m so happy you found the courage to start posting 💕💕

hi bestie 🥺💞 thanks for being confident enough to be willing to read this blind unlike usual everybody,, mango, my irl who was the one who encouraged me to post, she usually view my hcs and fics while i'm writing them so expect her often, she stalks my page /j BUT aside from introducing her, this idea made me very excited and angst-fluffy feeling

warning! there is no consent given when the spell is put in place, please don't read if that could bother you prompt: fearful of what the brothers would be like once they're gone, solomon brings up the idea of not-so-willingly making mc immortal genre: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, gn!mc (you/your) pairings: bros & solomon word count: 5.5k (sorry i.. got rlly excited) (mentions: pet names | blood pact)

"And you're sure this won't hurt them?" Mammon's hand gripped onto Solomon's wrist as he held the sorcerer back from committing to the idea. Everyone wanted you forever, by their side, but you were sleeping peacefully when Solomon stood from his seat and said it was time, "It won't. I made sure of it."

Lucifer was very against the idea of doing it by force, by potentially waking you from your sleep with a violent realization you were immortal, but having you with him forever was extremely appealing.

He tore Mammon from Solomon and held everyone else who began regretting their choice of prompting the idea of you being immortal to Solomon.

Was he being selfish, for putting himself before you? Would you be happy living with him, with his brothers, for the rest of your life?

As Solomon began chanting, dread set in, you sat bolt up from your bed when it was over, gripping at your chest and gasping for air as tears poured from your eyes, he grabbed Solomon by the collar, his teeth gritting as he spoke, "What did you do? You said it wouldn't be painful."

Fear floated around the sorcerers eyes as he tore away from Lucifer, "I did everything right, I don't.."

"If you did everything right, then it wouldn't have hurt!"

You hissed in pain as you stumbled over to the two of them to break up the fight, Lucifer backed away when you put yourself between the two of them.

Your hand gripped the side of your head as a migraine set in, "I don't know what's happening," You looked between Lucifer and Solomon, neither face gave anything away, "but I'd like to go back to sleep before my headache gets any worse."

"Let me stay here with you."

"You stay far from them tonight."

"If you're all going to act like this, then let me sleep alone!" You flinched at your own raised voice before you went back to your bed and laid back down, your back to all of them.

Slowly, the brothers and Solomon made their way out. Lucifer was the last to leave, his gloved hand gently traced your features as you rested. He had you for the rest of time, yet a twinge of guilt and dread stayed in his chest, even as he went to bed.

As morning came, you began to unravel the story, that they made you immortal. By their own choice. Your voice hurt by the time you finished yelling at all of them.

You would've happily lived forever with them, but they didn't consider you'd have to go through generations of your family dying, your friends, the people back at home who you cared about.

When you had holed yourself up your room, Lucifer texted you, his calm and demanding demeanor still evident as he typed.

You tried to rub any tiredness away from your eyes as you made your way down. Your face was no doubt red, thoughts still crowded your mind about the situation.

You gently knocked on Lucifer's door before creaking it open, "You wanted to see me?"

Lucifer didn't answer, he held his head in his heads as he sat on his bed and his wings were spread out on the bed behind him.

"Lucifer?" You pushed your way in before shutting the door behind you, Lucifer lifted his head at the noise, "You wanted to see me."

"Yes, please." Lucifer held his arms out and you hesitantly walked closer until he could wrap his arms around you, his face buried into your abdomen as his body trembled, "Lucifer, you're.."

"I'm so sorry."

His grip tightened around you as he sobbed into your abdomen, his body trembled slightly after each one. You gently caressed his hair and settled in his lap as you gently encouraged him to pull away.

Once he did, you gently wiped the tears from his face before you pressed his forehead against yours, "Did you really want me to stay that badly, Luci?"

He was silent for a moment, you could barely make out what he said as he rested his head on your shoulder, "I didn't want my rose to wilt and leave me alone."

Lucifer lifted his head when you grew silent, you could feel your heart hurting from why he did it, and even worse that you yelled at him.

"Please, do not blame yourself. I.. had to hear what you said." You gently cupped his face before planting a gentle kiss on the bridge of his nose, "Get some rest, my love. You need it."

"Wake me if any problems arise." Lucifer gently lifted you from his lap and you carefully made your way off him before laying him back, your hand gently traced his feathers which caused him to shiver, "I will, but please.."

Without a word, Lucifer took your hand and brought it to his lips, they gently grazed your skin as he spoke, "Come back here once you've finished your business, my rose."

Mammon's room was a complete and utter mess when you stepped in it. You knew his room could get messy, but it looked as if a tornado came through the place.

It didn't take long to see the lump in the bed and you made your way over before you peeled back the blankets. Mammon was lost in his own world as he hugged the zombie iguana he got you so long ago.

He held onto it so tight that you almost didn't want to wake him from whatever trance he was in.

So, you didn't You settled in next to him and gently brushed his hair from his face so you could see his eyes open the moment he woke up.

Before you had much time to react, Mammon's arms were around you in a tangled mess. His face made it's way to the crook of your neck and you could feel him smile slightly against your skin.

He really loved you, didn't he? Maybe that's why he reasoned out making you immortal. All the bad things could be covered up as long as The Great Mammon was here.

Being able to basically cuddle him made it easier for you to let your body drift into sleep with him.

You slowly opened your eyes as you woke up from your nap, Mammon was still cuddled against you and softly snoring against your skin.

There was only one thing different, you were being spooned from behind, Mammon's legs were wrapping around your hips and his arms around your waist.

You let out a small laugh as you trailed your hands along his knuckled before you placed your hand on his, "Mammonie.."

He softly grumbled before shuffling around, his grip only growing tighter, "Pretty boy, wake up.."

Mammon's shuffling paused before he buried his face into your hair, "Ya can't.. be callin' me that right when I wake up, doll.." You softly hummed before gently pulling away from him so you could face him, "I knew it'd wake you up."

You could feel how hesitant he was to even let go of you, and facing him, you saw regret bubbling in his eyes.

"MC, I.."

"Please, don't feel obligated. I'm.. Thinking on it."

"Ya didn't let me finish." Mammon took your hands in his, you smiled a little as his face began to burn a bright red all the way to his ears, "I know you're mad, but I want ya to know I love ya too much to see you go just yet, doll."

"You had to practice that, didn't you, pretty boy?" You laughed as Mammon's eyes widened at you before he tried to shake it off, "I'll have ya know, I did that on the spot!"

"I'm glad you want me to stay, but maybe next time, you ask me about something that deep before doing it?" Mammon's shoulders sank as he nodded in agreement, "But I'm not upset anymore, okay? I know you didn't have any bad intentions, you just wanted me for a bit longer."

"I'm glad ya came by.." Mammon shuffled closer before he wrapped his arms around you again, you did the same as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. "Did you miss me when you first fell asleep, pretty boy?"

You knew you guessed right when you felt Mammon's face warming up even more against your skin. "Well, you're free to rest again now, Mammonie, I'm not leaving for awhile."

"Ya promise? I'll keep ya here awhile if ya say that."

You nodded before you began to gently play with his hair, Mammon let out a contempt sigh the moment he felt your hand run through it and down his back. It was late before you could make it away from Mammon, he wanted you there for the rest of the night, but you had to check on the others.

With a gentle kiss placed on his forehead, he slowly let you go, but you could see the hint of desperation to keep you there in his eyes.

"I'll be back soon, I promise, pretty boy."

"And ya better be right back when ya finish checkin' on the others, doll.."

Leviathan didn't answer his door, even after you knocked it a dozen times, you almost began to think he wasn't there.

"Levi?" You pressed your ear to the door, listening for anything as your kept a hand on the handle, "I'm gonna come in, okay?"

"N-No, don't!"

"Why not?"

"Y-You probably hate me now, don't you? I-I only thought about what I w-wanted, but you don't want what a-a yucky otaku like me c-can give."

You could feel your heart breaking after each stutter and you let yourself into the room before rushing over to a sobbing Levi, his eyes were puffy and his face was red, your hands carefully wiped his tears away as they kept coming. "Levi, I don't hate you.."

"H-How could you not!? Y-You yelled-" You gently pressed a finger to Levi's mouth as your face softened, "I know, I know.."

Your other hand was gentle against Levi's face as you wiped away the tears that kept dropping from his eyes. His face was a mix of emotions and your only response after a minute of staring was to hug him.

You felt his arms shakily wrap around your waist and his face gently bury into your shoulder as he trembled at your touch, "I'm sorry I yelled so much, I didn't mean to make you scared."

"I don't want to lose my Henry."

"And you won't, my sweet.."

Levi's grip began to loosen slightly and, once you glanced down, you understood why. His eyes were closed as his face squished against your shoulder and his chest slowly rose and fell, he had fallen asleep, only after a bit of reassurance.

You carefully moved around until he was laying comfortably against pillows while being close to you, but not too close to avoid scaring him when he woke up.

As you settled next to him and watched him sleep, only occasionally did you check your D.D.D. and the time, most of your attention was stuck on the sleeping demon in front of you.

Levi shuffled around slightly as he woke up which caught your attention, once his eyes were open enough you smiled at him, "Sunshine..?"

"Good morning, sweetie." Levi smiled slightly as he sat up, "A little better?"

"How are you not mad? You-"

"I'm not mad because I know you did out of love and a want to keep me for longer." You gently played with Levi's headphone cord as it dangled nearby, "I know all of you meant something good."

"But I wanted you to myself, a gross otaku, how could you want that too?"

"Because I love you."

Levi's face brightened to red in a second and you couldn't help but smile, you fingers gently brushed his cheek as you carefully brought him closer to you to where you could hug him again, his face buried into your shoulder once your arms were around him.

You were slow with your touches to avoid having him tremble or sputter out incoherent sentence, but you wanted him to come out from the mindset he was stuck in.

"You do know that, right?"

"What?"

"That I love you, Levichan."

Levi shuffled around slightly before peeking out from your shoulder, his beet-red face barely visible as he mumbled, "I-I love y-you too, player 2.."

"And I'm very glad someone like you does. I wouldn't want it any other way."

"Y-You're gonna m-make me explode if y-you keep at this..!"

There he is. Your adorable, flustered otaku.

"Was it a critical attack?"

"M-Multiple..!" You smiled a little to yourself before gently pulling Levi away and planting a kiss on his cheek, you barely got to see his face as he hid it away further, "Did I finish you off, Levichan?"

You gently poked the side of his head before he nodded slightly.

"Don't give up just yet, I need to come back to visit."

"Y-You have to go..?"

"Just for a little," You were careful as you pulled away from Levi, "I'll come back, okay?"

"P-Please don't be gone too long, p-player 2, I wanna show you a new game.."

Going to Satan was slightly nerve-wracking the more you thought about it, you weren't sure how he took it, or what he thought as he was left alone for hours.

You stood in front of his door, debating what you'd see inside before you pushed the door open and froze. Satan sat on his bed in his demon form, his eyes were closed and books were shakily floating to other shelves.

His chest was rising and falling rapidly as he tried to maintain his rage, and you could feel your heart break slightly as you noticed a book suddenly fly across the room as he struggled further.

"Satan.."

All the books dropped as his eyes flew open.

The noise echoed through the room and his footsteps were even louder as he maneuvered around the books and stumbled into a hug with you.

His breathing was hitched slightly as he tried to steady it, you softly rubbed his back as you tried to encourage him to take slow and deep breaths. You stayed there as long as he needed it before he was calm enough to drop his demon form and take you inside his room.

He sat the both of you down once you made it to his bed, he held your hands in his and gently rubbed the back of them with his thumbs as he stared down at them.

"Satan.." You spoke softly as you moved closer to him, "Are you doing better..?"

"Much, now that you're here." His voice was rough before he cleared his throat and nodded in confirmation.

"Do you still need some time before we talk?"

He didn't say a word, he only laid his head in the crook of your neck as his arms gently wrapped around you.

You let him bring you closer as he laid back, and you wrapped your arms around his neck to reassure him that you were comfortable.

You didn't move from that position for awhile, you and Satan only shuffled around to get comfortable again and even then, he was mostly silent as he held you.

"Okay.." Satan slowly sat the two of you up, but still held on, "I'm ready to talk now."

You smiled a little before gently holding one of his cheeks in your hand, which caused him to smile in return, "Or we can spend some more time together, wildflower."

"Maybe in a second." You gently kissed his other cheek before you settled and took your hand away to his dismay, "I want to apologize for yelling."

Satan's eyes widened slightly before he shook his head.

"No, you shouldn't be the one apologizing. You were the one forced to do something you may have not even wanted. Something I wanted."

"You did it because you didn't want to lose me."

"Of course I don't. You helped me be more than my anger."

You couldn't help but smile a little at the reminder of how you helped Satan grow a little, he had learned to tolerate Lucifer, but still make his life difficult, to not let his anger consume him. No wonder he wanted to keep you around.

"You're someone I feel calm around, that I can relax around."

"I'm really proud of you for everything you've learned."

"You make it sound as if I'm a child.." You let out a stifled laugh before planting a small, quick kiss on his lips, "And that was just unfair."

"Who decided to flirt when I wanted to apologize?"

"And I told you that you didn't need to, now, to make that fair." Satan pulled you closer before doing the same kind of kiss, only a little quicker with a small smirk, "As payback, I'm going to check on the others."

"Alright, alright.. I take it back."

"Too late, handsome." You quickly stood up before messing his hair up and starting to walk away, Satan gently took your wrist before he pulled you back over and nuzzled your abdomen, his voice slightly muffled as he spoke, "Be sure to come back to me. I want to make this fair again."

"I will, don't you worry."

"And only me, kitten. I want you all to myself."

Asmodeus' wails could be heard from down the hall, and they were piercing your heart in the worst way possible.

You could already see the mascara running down his face as he fans his eyes in an attempt to stop the tears while in a silk robe and a pillow between his legs.

And that's exactly what you saw when you opened the door to his room, only thing different was him throwing himself at you.

"Oh, MC! How can I get you to forgive me for what I agree to!?"

"Asmo-"

"I'll do whatever you want! I can't live with the thought of you hating me!"

"Asmo.."

"Just say when, and I'll be there, I promise!"

"Asmobaby, please.." Your hands cupped his face as you began to gently brush away the mascara-drenched tears, "Your makeup is a mess."

"Is that really important right now? I'm trying to apologize for what I've done!"

"Let me fix it for you."

You didn't wait for his answer, you only took Asmo's hand and went to his vanity. You grabbed a makeup wipe before gently holding his chin in your hand while you wiped the stains away.

Asmo only stared at you, his eyes glistening with tears that still threatened to fall and his adoration for you.

You yelled at him, for a good reason, yet you're here, wiping away mascara that he made a mess of, as if he and his brothers didn't convince Solomon to make you immortal.

Asmo let out a sigh as he relaxed in your hand, a smile forming on his lips as his eyes fluttered close before you pressed the makeup wipe against his eyelid, "A little more gentle around my eyes, hun.. And, thank you."

"I know you'd do the same for me, beau, and seeing your makeup such a mess makes me feel bad for yelling at you.."

"We all needed to hear it, MC, please don't feel bad.."

"Everyone's not taking it well though, and I reacted negatively too soon.. I just wish you guys only asked, it would've saved a lot of headache."

Asmo nodded as he lifted his head and checked his face over in the mirror, a few tears falling down his cheek, "Asmobaby.."

"You know, you make me really want to keep you all to myself MC!"

Asmo flung himself at you and wrapped his arms tightly around your neck, the two of you fell back onto the floor. You let Asmo bury his face into your hair and he let out a small, content sigh as you gently played with and fixed his hair.

"I can stay here as long as you want me to soon, I know you want to apologize-"

"Yes! Whenever you want me to, and however you want me too~" Asmo purred as he gently nuzzled your neck, you couldn't help but shiver, which caused his lips to graze your neck as he smirked.

"You're skin's so soft, have my routines been helping?"

"Lots, thank you, Asmobaby.."

Asmo giggled as he lifted his head and planted a few kisses on your cheeks, "I'm always happy to do them for you, hun."

"See? This is why I can't stay mad at you.. And I know you all had good intentions, just bad execution.."

You'd gently cup on of Asmo's cheeks before bringing him into a gentle but quick kiss, and he reciprocated while holding your face in his hands. He kept you there for awhile before pulling away and licking his lips, "Have I ever told you that you taste as sweet as you are?"

"Hmm, no, but it's very nice to hear it."

"Then I'll always remind you, hun." Asmo planted another kiss on your lips before he pulled away, "Let's get comfortable, hm?"

"Oh, before that, I need to go do something."

Asmo pouted as he crossed his arms, "You said you could stay here as long as I wanted you too.."

"And I said soon as well, beau." You'd gently cup his face before placing a soft kiss on his forehead as a goodbye, "I'll be back as quick as possible, I promise."

"Don't leave me waiting too long, hun, I have lots planned for us tonight~"

It wasn't hard to guess where Beelzebub would end up going, but when you found him, he didn't look as joyful as he usually did when he ate.

He still stuffed his face with every food he could find, he barely chewed between bites and his eyes had tears at the edges.

"Beel..?"

His head snapped in your direction, "Mmfp!"

"Swallow before you talk, sweet boy." You'd gently rub the sauce from his face off with a napkin, leaving only a tiny bit left.

Beel's eyes fell on you and you frowned as you noticed the tears forming further, "MC.."

"Don't cry, sweet boy, please.."

"But we hurt you. We made you immortal without.." You'd gently place a hand on his cheek and he nuzzled into it, "We didn't think of you. I didn't think of you."

"I know you had good intentions, Beel.." You'd gently rub his cheek with your thumb and he relaxed ever so slightly, "You'd never try to intentionally hurt me without a reason."

Beel gently put his hand on top of yours before nuzzling deeper into your touch.

"So please don't blame yourself, sweet boy, you're too wonderful to even think about wanting to make me immortal to cause harm."

"I have so much I want to show you, and we have so many places to eat at, I don't wanna think of going there without you.."

"Where's the first place you wanna go, sweet boy?"

Beel smiled as he thought about all the different restaurants he'd found, "I heard there's this amazing hotpot place in the human world that's by your home, I want to go there first."

You'd nod before giving him a smile to continue, he smiled back before he took a small breath to continue.

"And the city has so many different restaurants and cafes with all kinds of human world food, like triple layered chocolate cake with buttercream frosting.."

Beel's mouth began to water and you couldn't help but laugh as you gently wiped it away as he rambled on about the foods he found, some of them being fast food places where it would be surprisingly cheap for him to gorge at.

"What do you think of that plan?"

"I think it's wonderful, and now that I'll live for awhile, we'll have the time to do it."

Beel's smile widened to his ears and you could barely contain your own smile.

"Then could we start doing that soon?"

"Of course we can, we'll just need Lucifer's permission.. And some money." Beel gently took your hand away before taking you towards Lucifer's room, you nearly tripped over your own feet with how fast he was walking, "Beel, sweet boy, hold on-"

"Do you not want to go right now?"

"I still have a few things I need to take care of before we can, I'm sorry." Beel gently kissed your cheek with a smile, "Let me know when you can, I'll go talk with Lucifer."

"With me, we'll both talk with Lucifer. It's our meal plan, we gotta do it together, okay?" Beel's smile only grew larger. "Is that okay with you?"

"As long as I get to eat some food with you, I don't care when it happens."

You'd smile before reaching up and gently messing up Beel's hair before you pulled away, "I'll come see you again later and we can have a little snack to start the list."

"I like that idea."

"Then don't get too full while I'm gone, sweet boy, I wanna see that happy little face eating his heart out."

"I'll be sure to leave some room for some special food with you, cupcake."

Belphegor was no doubt sleeping, you couldn't find him anywhere in his other normal spots, but going to your room showed an angry, flicking tail coming out from your blankets.

You lowered your voice slightly as you snuck over and gently traced his outline with your finger, "Belphie~"

Belphie softly grumbled.

"Belpharoo~" You'd gently pull the blankets back and Belphie shot a slightly playful glare at you, "Good morning."

Belphie didn't hesitate to drag you under the covers with him before he snuggled up to you, his face nuzzling against your chest and neck.

"Always so cuddly."

"I couldn't sleep that long." You'd glance down at him as he nuzzled his face deeper before taking a deep breath, "I think I'll be able to now."

"Hold on.."

Belphie grumbled again as he looked up at you with a glare.

"Come on, just a little while, Belpharoo, I'll let you sleep soon I promise."

"Alright, make it quick." Belphie shuffled around to where he could comfortably look at you before you gently kissed his forehead, then his cheek then you gently brushed against his lips, you bit back a laugh as his face grew red, "Is that all you're gonna do..?"

"Hm, no, I plan to stay with you for a little while, but I did want to do that so you didn't think I was mad."

"What made you think I thought you were mad?"

You'd gently kiss his forehead again before mumbling against his skin, "When have you struggled to sleep, my snuggle bug?"

Belphie grew quiet before glaring at you again.

"You don't have to admit it, but I want you to rest easy. I'm not upset."

"Did you forget about the fact you yelled at us?" You frowned slightly at how his face fell, "I don't blame you for doing it, we were kinda stupid for doing it without telling you."

"But you did it because you didn't want to lose me, right?"

"You're my cuddle bug. Of course I don't want you to go."

"And I won't, okay? I've thought a lot on the being immortal thing." You'd gently brush Belphie's hair away until you could see the pools of violet, "You all did it for a good reason, I reacted too soon and while I was too emotional."

"We all needed to hear you like that though. It was kind of nice, just not when it was directed at me."

You'd softly laugh before shaking your head, "You'd prefer if I just yelled at your brothers for it?"

"Don't forget Solomon."

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind for another time." Belphie smirked before he buried his face again and held you close, "Is that all you're willing to listen to?"

"There's more? I'm getting too sleepy to keep listening, cuddle bug.."

"I won't be talking for long, I promise."

Belphie hummed before pulling away his face enough to where he could look up at you.

"I'd never wanna leave you either, sleepy prince. Never forget that." Belphie stared up at you for a second and you noticed as blush crept up his face before he buried it away, "Now you can get some rest.."

"Will you stay here and sleep with me..?"

"Of course," You'd carefully shuffle around until your back was on the bed, Belphie gently nuzzled your neck before he rested your head against your chest.

"You're always a lot warmer than Beel, it's weird."

"Is that a good or a bad weird?"

"It's good, it means you're a lot more comfortable." You'd smile before you pulled the blanket over yourself and Belphie.

"Goodnight, sleepy prince.." Belphie yawned, his voice trailing off as he spoke, "Goodnight, cuddle bug.."

Only a few days had gone by since the even happened, and Solomon had yet to approach you.

It was like he knew you were coming from behind him because anytime you saw him and ran up to talk to him, he excused himself.

He was acting so different from himself that you almost expected him to be replaced by a demon that stole his form.

Eventually, you got tired of the wild-goose chase that you speed-walked after him the next time he excused himself before you gently grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"Ah, MC, did you need something?"

"I want to talk." You'd bite your lip the moment it came out, one of the worst things you could've said right now, "N-Not about anything bad, I just.. want us to talk again."

"Oh, is that all? Well, you could always come over for tea. Simeon and Luke will be gone for some time today, so we'll get the house to ourselves."

You'd nod before smiling a little, "I'll be over after school."

"Great, can't wait to see you."

Once the time came, you gently knocked on the door to Purgatory Hall and it didn't take long for Solomon to open the door with a smile, "MC, hello."

Solomon moved away from the door so you could step in before shutting it behind you.

"What did you want to talk about?" You'd look down at your hands as you nervously shuffled around before regaining enough confidence to look back up at him, "Um.. Us? What happened last week?"

"You're upset about it, aren't you? Upset at me more specifically."

"No, that's not what I'm trying to say.." You'd gently take Solomon's hand before tracing his wound from your blood pact, "Did you want me to be alive with you too?"

"You understand that you do mean everything to me, right? You're not just my student."

You could feel your face flushing red as Solomon gently took your cheek in his other hand.

"You mean everything to me too, Sol.."

"I'm surprised you still feel that way after what happened," Solomon paused before trailing his hand to your chin and tilting your head up slightly, "But I like that you still can."

"It's hard for me to move past someone if they've left a big impression on me."

Solomon's lips formed into a smirk, "Have I now?"

You could feel your face growing red again as he stared at you with interest dancing around his eyes.

"Well, can you really blame me, star..? It's hard to not think about you."

"That's adorable, my love." Your blushing only grew worse as Solomon held your chin, his thumb slowly and gently rubbing circles.

It didn't take long for Solomon to take your hands and lead you to the couch, where he sat down and gently set you on his lap, "Since you're here, why don't we make good use of our time together?"

"And what do you mean by that, star?"

Solomon smirked before he brought you close and brushed his lips against yours, his eyes fluttering closed out of habit.

He only continued to let them brush as he spoke, "How's that for passing the time activities?"

"I'd say you need to work on a proper kiss before you bring that in."

You felt your heart skip a bit as you felt Solomon's lips form into a smirk before he pressed your lips together into a kiss.

He let out a small sigh once he pulled away, his voice a soft murmur, "How'd I do with my proper kiss, my love?"

"I think you could use a bit more practice," You'd close the small gap with a quick kiss before pulling away again, "That sound good to you, sir?"

"Extra time with my favorite student? How could I complain?"

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IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG OR FOR FAVORITISM, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED <3

#gender neutral reader #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me #obey me comfort #obey me fic #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me solomon #obey me brothers #mango dont cry at levi please #there's favoritism on satan's no joke #sol's too #whats with me and s names?

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thewitchofbooks · 2 years

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Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Character: Chevalier Michel

Warnings: Smut, overstimulation, nsfw, fluff, unprotected sex, bad English

AN: This is my gift for @chaosangel767 ! An amazing person and writer that I met through the ikeseries fandoms and it was a pleasure to write this for you🥺 You inspire me a lot and you know how much I love your ocs and their stories 💞. A big thank you for holding the gift exchange to @aquagirl1978 , who is also a great writer! And thank you to everyone who is patient with me! I hope you enjoy~ (also tagging @ikemen-prince-gift-exchange )

"Of Roses and Stars" Chevalier Michel x Fem. Reader

By the time you noticed how late it was, the sky was dressed in its veil of blue and black and its accessories of thin, delicate gold that were designed by the countless stars. The room was quiet, except for the slight breeze that hummed serenades across your ears, and the harsh breathing of your lover, who held you snug to his naked body. The summer's heat was nowhere to be found, as a different kind of warmth erupted in your stomach, as if it was a volcano.

Just for a second, you closed your heavy eyelids, almost missing the light reflected in his deep sea blue eyes that were staring at your face for any detail he might have neglected before. The little things about you that he wanted imprinted in his memory forever, since he cherished you the most.

You moaned softly as his big hands roughly cupped your breast and his heavy tongue flattened on each of your nipples. You welcomed the hotness and thrashed in his arms, trying to get all the friction you could, but to no avail. His grip was so strong, yet clumsy, that you would call yourself lucky if you could move at all the next morning.

Everything about the moment was beautiful. His rose scent that lingered on his muscular body, tempting you in places unknown, well hidden from the world. His handsome face, that you could put your hand through fire and swear it was a gift from God and his hard cock, that fitted inside you perfectly, filling you to the brim. His every touch was like a bite of the forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden and you couldn't get enough.

".....Thank you, sir" You groaned out and pushed your face between his neck and shoulder, leaving a trail of hickeys that bloomed like the flowers in the garden. Chevalier snorted and thrusted upwards, making you bounce on his lap and open your lips in a silent scream. It wasn't the first time he overstimulated you, but it always left you too sensitive to cross a word.

"........" His silence was comforting and you were luxuriating in it. His hips snapped up again, before he found a rhythm you enjoyed the most and continued in that pace. He was fast and unforgiving, giving you trouble breathing through your nose, but he didn't stop at that. His lips captured yours in an awkward, sloppy kiss, which turned you into a mess of clenching and unclenching on his erection.

"King….Chevalier, ah"

"If you have something to say, just say it already" Your eyes widened when you heard him and right after, you sensed his thick fingers traveling to your slit and rubbing around the edges that covered his dick.

"But you can't speak now, can you?" A haughty smirk adorned his face when he noticed the desperation in yours. His thumb went straight to your clit and he rubbed circles on it, forcing you to climax loudly. His other arm was wrapped around your middle, keeping you in place on his legs, so you won't slide down.

The smell of sex after many rounds, and the soap you both used during your bath hours ago, sent you into overdrive and you desperately clinged on him, your juices flowing down your thighs and onto his already wet cock.

Chevalier slowly stood up from the armchair, never letting go of your now weak body, as he made his way to the bed. When your body hit the cloud-like mattress, your breathing slowed down and you fell asleep. The king kissed your forehead awkwardly, letting his love flow through actions instead of words that he didn't usually speak. His love for you was intense and he felt like he could share with you anything. Your hopes, your desire, your fears, anything as long as you stayed by his side.

".......Imbecile" He smiled gently and let sleep take over him too, at last.

The End~

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikemen prince chevalier #ikepri chevalier #seasons of love gift exchange #ikemen prince chevalier michel #ikepri chevalier michel #smut #ikepri fanfic #ikepri x reader

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nicohischierz · 2 years

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Hi, may I get prompt #29"forever and always" with Luke Hughes proposing to you after you give birth, or after his first win? (Wjich ever you feel comfortable with.

of course my love! and thank you for asking so nicely 💞💞

29: forever and always

warning: mentions of pregnancy and child birth

everyone told you that you were crazy for dating a hockey player. they said you were crazier for dating a hughes brother.

but you didn’t care. because dating luke hughes was the best thing that had ever happened to you.

however, right now you wanted nothing more than to wring luke’s head for putting you through this pain you are feeling now. ellen was in your hospital room with you and she couldn’t help but laugh at your distaste towards her son.

“ellen, i don’t want to do this. where the hell is luke!” you exclaimed gripping onto her fingers. at that moment luke ran into the room with his teammates following behind.

you looked at ellen and gritted your teeth “can i talk to my boyfriend alone please?” you asked. ellen nodded and squeezed your hand one last time before kissing your forehead.

“come on boys let’s give them some space,” ellen ushered the boys out of the room leaving you and luke alone.

your boyfriend was quick to replace his mothers position beside you and stroke your head like a cat. although, you did find it calming.

“where the hell have you been? i’ve been worried sick, do you know how frustrating it’s been not knowing you’re okay?” you asked luke slightly annoyed.

“i’m sorry babe i-“ luke’s apology was cut off by you having a contraction and the guess and doctor coming into your room.

your doctor prepped everything for you birth and sat down “are we ready to have this baby?” she asked as you squeezed luke’s hand.

and finally your baby girl was born. elizabeth hughes was born a healthy baby girl who stole her fathers heart the second he had her in his arms.

after the nurse took elizabeth to the nursery room luke sat on the bed next you. “i’m so proud of you y/n. we have a beautiful baby girl and it’s all because of you,” luke whispered as you closed your eyes.

you hummed in response and snuggled into luke’s chest. the boy kissed your forehead and held you close to him.

ellen sneaked into the room and snapped a picture of the two of you before gently waking her son up. “luke. hey buddy, i got the ring for you,” she whispered.

luke woke up slightly startled before realising it was just his mother. he then slowly slid out of the bed and walked outside with his mom.

“you got nana’s ring?” he asked. ellen nodded and pulled the box out of her bag “your grandmother wanted me to give this to you actually. when she first saw you and y/n together she went back home and brought me this ring and made me swear never to give it anyone else,” she explained.

the you great hughes brother smiled at his mother before bringing her in for a hug. “thanks mom, this is the best thing ever,” he whispered before heading into the room.

when he walked back in you gestured for him to help you sit up properly. “is everything alright?” you asked worried. luke nodded and smiled at you, he then took the ring out of its box and got down on one knee.

“i had this whole night planned for the two of you where i was meant to propose. but i guess our daughter had other plans,” the two of you laughed slightly at his comment.

“but in all honesty, i don’t care if she altered the plan because i know i want to spend the rest of my life with you y/n. you’ve been my best friend since day one and now i get to call you the mother of my child so why don’t we complete this little family,” luke took a little deep breath before continuing.

“y/n l/n, will you make me the happiest man in the world and let me be your husband. because i know i want to spend the rest of my life with you always and forever.”

at this point you were near tears as you kept repeating yes over and over again.

ellen opened the doors and you were welcomed by luke’s teammates and his brothers congratulating the two of you on both your engagement and the brith of your first child.

#luke hughes blurb #nicohischierz request

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primal-savagery · 4 months

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couple questions: 11, 25, 26 :)

Yes yes yes thank you so much for the questions!!! 💞

11. What good do they bring out in each other? [STORY SPOILERS]

So, I actually did answer this one a while back on my main blog. But I think I'd actually like to answer it again properly, especially since Vel has undergone some further development alongside some of my friend's characters.

In summary, Vel has grown to be something of a cautionary tale for Astarion to witness as he learns about Cazador's ritual, and then has to decide what he intends to do about it. Fear is a major driving factor for both of them in the decisions they make and the way they react to certain situations. However, Vel has already suffered through her failed attempt at a power grab years ago; and she barely managed to crawl out the other side on her hands and knees. She is someone who has known what it's like to have held power over others, and clung to that power as her sole means of survival. She's also seen the way it twists and corrupts in both herself and her betters as the smaller and weaker of a set of three sisters. Velvel only ever had what they saw fit to award to her and knew she could have it all taken away in an instant, so for over 400 years she put in the effort to be exceptionally wicked and cruel out of fear of what might happen to her if she ever showed weakness. Her most powerful sister already saw her as a fine sacrifice to Lolth and tried to make good on that once. And as soon as Vel got fed up and devised a plot to dethrone her competition, her plan failed so spectacularly that she had no choice but to flee to the surface with two of her underlings.

And when she got there, she decided there would be no revenge plots. She wasn't playing that game anymore. It wasn't worth it.

But that didn't mean she was suddenly cured of old habits. In fact, being forced into playing housewife for the last 20 years meant she never really got to work through them properly. They just manifested in new and detrimental ways. Her knee jerk reaction to dominate others resulted in a strained relationship with her daughter, who often found it easier to run away from home for months at a time rather than tolerate it. Her reputation didn't allow for many connections to be made with others, so by the time the Nautiloid came around to pick her up she was something of a recluse. And winding up at the helm of a group of other dying strangers with their own individual goals was a shocking experience she was not at all prepared to take on rationally. She put her foot down too hard, got her way by raising her voice louder than everyone else around her, and encouraged dissenters to take their chances on their own if they disagreed with her.

You can probably imagine that her and Astarion didn't get along great in the beginning.

While her perceived strength would have made a great insurance policy for his safety and security amongst their group, Astarion thought she was so insufferable and rigid that he didn't even bother trying his tactics on her in the beginning. Instead, he was exhausting all of his other choices when he noticed Vel seemed to be inclined to cozy on up to anyone who was remotely kind to her. While she believed she was a newly made widow and coping in the worst way possible, Astarion misidentified her as a desperate and lonely spinster and made his move. And he was right on target; she fell for the facade quickly.

Later on when their relationship was developing into something more, Astarion admitted why exactly things had initially started between them; she was a domineering leader, and he desired protection. Having her wrapped around his finger essentially guaranteed it. This revelation, combined with a separate incident in which she hurt someone she saw as her own flesh and blood was finally enough for her to take a step back and realize that her history in the Underdark still ruled her completely. Simply removing herself from the situation hadn't been enough. By the time they get into Act 3 she is making the effort to leave that all behind for good.

Meanwhile, Velvel has taken on a solid no tolerance policy for Astarion's apparent desire for unnecessary cruelty and chaos. That isn't to say she doesn't indulge him here and there; she absolutely helps him kill Gandrel, because as far as she's concerned a member of their group is being threatened. But Vel can be pragmatic to a fault, and Astarion's preferred methods would have them burning far more bridges than they can afford to lose. She is rigid, yes. But it's not like she doesn't need to be in order to effectively deal with him early on. And as Vel approaches more and more situations strategically and diplomatically, and gets them favorable results, I think that's where Astarion begins to see that there is something to be gained from kindness. Or at the very least, not solving every problem with a blade or by exerting his will over others.

But when he is becoming more and more determined to proceed with the ritual while Vel is learning not to sink her claws in so deep, they're at odds again. Things are looking up for her; she's getting along better with their group and becoming a more respected leader as a result, and is patching things back up with her daughter who she's recently been reunited with. But the turn Astarion is taking is frankly terrifying. And she makes him understand in no uncertain terms that she is not following him down whatever path this is that he's taking. She won't help him doom his spawn siblings, and she's even determined to help the Gur get their children back if he isn't willing to assist them. She doubles down on this harder once they realize just how many souls will be condemned if he follows through with the ritual. Throughout the course of their journey, she has both lectured him on how power corrupts, and shown him firsthand through her own behaviors what exactly that looks like and how much suffering it causes for everyone involved. And when she makes one final bid to persuade him away from the ritual, I think this all culminates in his decision to abandon it and free all the other trapped spawn.

25. Who said "I love you" first?

It was Astarion in the graveyard who dropped the first proper L-bomb. But it's not like it was something they hadn't expressed already through other words and actions beforehand. Like Vel dropping gold on some new armor for him upon reaching Baldur's Gate because she hated how he had so little protection. Or Astarion insisting that Vel was to be the first one that got to enjoy a hot bath upon the party settling down in the Elfsong because he knew she was completely spent. I think after the first "I love you," was said they immediately became insufferable with it; like a singular crack in a dam that caused it to break and spill forth.

26. How are they with PDA?

Admittedly, Vel is a bit of a brick when it comes to PDA. She's only known affection itself for about 20 years now, and showing it in front of a bunch of staring faces can be...Uncomfortable. I imagine when they're solidified in their relationship post-Cazador, Astarion is quite giddy and much more open to it than she is. But she manages to overcome some of her own hurdles to be able to give him a short, sweet little kiss in broad daylight in public. He certainly wouldn't mind more, but at the same time he understands boundaries quite well now.

I think he'd be surprised to find that she'd actually be more open to PDA in a crowded tavern filled wall to wall with a bunch of strangers that care even less about her than she does about them. She feels a bit less seen that way; able to focus more on him rather than who it is that might be watching them.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 astarion #astarion x tav #fem tav #drow tav #dnd oc: velvela dyre #drow druid/fighter/cleric #ship: like bats & dogs #answered asks

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arknights-imagines · 2 years

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Exe's Update + Important News 🥳📰!!

(news is regarding what I've been up to, commissions, and what I have planned for the blog!!)

*most important bits are in BOLD!*

Hiya everyone 🥳!! I hope you guys are well 💕~

This'll just be a small update post, also including some news and a sneak peek on what I'm working on for the blog 👉👈!!

Firstly, please excuse me for the low activity as of recently svshs 😔...!! I've been rather busy between writing the second raffle prize and also a private commission for someone I know irl aaa 😭 I'll keep working hard on both of those so I can resume working on my usual pieces for the blog sbsjs 👍

Also, regarding the gifts from the blog Anniversary event: as I've said before, I will eventually get to them all sbjss!! However I will admit, there's just so many of them and I'd also like to write different things, not just responses to the gifts all the time 👉👈 So, I hope you guys can understand if I may take longer to deliver everyone's gifts aaa

As always your patience means v v much shhss, ty 🥺!!

In terms of what I've been working on for you guys and the blog, my current wip is for a request for a Phantom + reader piece, centered around the new Phantom and Crimson Solitaire season of Integrated Strategies 🥳🥳 (I loved the concept of the request v v much, so I pushed it up to the top of my queue sbsjs 😶)!!

Here's a small sneak peek:

A commotion from his audience took the Blood Diamond’s attention. There, you stood far from the stage with your weapon in hand, surrounded by your squadmates all immobilized by shock, and Shalem’s hand held your wrist tightly to prevent you from moving. For a moment - just a moment - you all simply stared at the Feline, wide-eyed and transfixed.

I'm eager to keep working on it and complete it, and I hope you guys will look forward to it too aaa 👉👈

Lastly, I have been considering opening writing commissions for some time now (the reason being that money has been a little tight for me as of recently svshs), however I'm a little uncertain on the level of interest sgshs 🤔...!!

If any of you guys would consider commissioning me if I did open them, please do send me a DM or let me know through a reblog or the replies of this post sgsus 👉👈!! I would appreciate it v v much and will most likely decide based on whatever responses I receive, if any!

Either way, I will still be answering requests and writing stuff for the blog like I always have 💞!

Anywho sbsjs that's all 👍!!

I appreciate everyone's patience during times where I'm unable to be super active on the blog svshs 😭 and as I always say, I'm not going anywhere so please dw 💕!!

My asks and DMs are always open if any of you guys want to come chat with me sbsjs ✨ I love chatting with you guys about Arknights especially~ I know that there's lots of hype regarding stuff being released to the CN server of Arknights aaa 😮??

I'll get back to work now then! Ty for your time and please have a good day 🥰 I hope you'll stick around 🌸~

Yours truly,

- A busy Exe, who's sincerely thankful for you guys supporting the blog 😭💕!!!

('Rico/Executor sends his own thanks to everyone as well sbsjs 🥺~)

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dabis-azure-songbird · 2 years

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bakugou with a f! chubby! reader who comes out as bi, but is a bit scared to because she thinks he might react like her parents? (parents had a very negative reaction.) if that's okay? 💞 this recently happened to me and i just want comfort from my hot headed baby. sorry if i accidentally broke one of the rules i can't find the lists. 💞💞

Hi, Nonny Love Bug! Oh, I really really like this one. Mostly because I can definitely relate. I came out to my parents years ago, and my mom just blurted her thoughts without really thinking it through at first. Needless to say, she explained how she really felt and apologized once she really had a moment to process it. (It was a pretty good ending, to say the least.) Here you are! I hope you enjoy it, dear one! Hope this fills your comfort need! I also don't really have any rules, as long as you are polite and respectful when you make a request and I'm pretty much okay with anything. Oh, and that you have to be 18+ or of legal age in your country to make a NSFW request, but that doesn't really apply here. SFW requests are open for anyone. So sorry for being so late on some of my requests! >.<

Pairing: Bakugo x a Bi!F!Chubby!Reader

Warnings: I'm not putting any because this will be SFW and is supposed to be nothing comfortable. However, please be careful. I don't want to trigger anyone or anything due to the situation.

You could feel the anxiousness rising up in your throat as the feeling of dread settled itself into the pits of your stomach. The last time you tried this, it hadn't ended well. Like, at all!

"B-Bakugo... Can we have a talk?"

The blonde paused scrolling on his phone to place his carmine eyes on you with interest. Your courage quickly felt like it was dwindling.

"Ok, what should we talk about, Goddess?"

"BakugoIthinkI'mbi!"

Katsuki's eyes blinked a few times and you saw him glance a bit upwards as the cogs of his brain turned a few times to decode what you said. His mouth twisted a bit, and you began to feel your body grow cold in panic. Please no, please not again...

"...Alright, if that's how you feel, baby."

"H-huh?"

"I said if that's how you really feel."

You felt the weight literally lift itself from your shoulders as you slumped softly. The corner of Bakugo's mouth quirked softly in a small smile.

"I know you had a bit of a falling out with your parents a while ago, but I want you to know... Regardless of gender, if you really love someone, you really love them. If they have a dick or vagina or a nice chest, what's that matter?"

Your eyes began to water as you stared at him and Bakugo's arms immediately opened. You dove into them and one hand gently cupped your head to his heartbeat and the other rubbed up and down the expanse of your back soothingly.

"You're so brave, Goddess. Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that. You're so strong for being able to love someone as they are and without fear, no matter what. It's something not everyone has the power to admit and can do."

You sobbed into his chest as his lips softly pressed to the top of your head.

"T-Thank you, Katsuki."

"You're welcome, my dork."

He held you for as long as you needed or wanted him to.

#bakugo fluff #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x you #bnha imagines

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beizhiwendy0318 · 2 years

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Don't be afraid, I'll be here.

ONE SHOT

TOM’S CHARACTER:WILL RANSOME

PAIRING:WILL RANSOME/JO RANSOME

GENRE:DRAMA,HURT/COMFORT,SPANKING,DISCIPLINE FICTION,CORPORAL PUNISHMENT

WARNING:This article deals with the disciplinary spanking of Jo and deviates from the original episode of The Essex Serpent. If you find this unacceptable, please do not open it.

WRITING IN THE FRONT:

Hi,everyone,this is Beizhi Ning.This work I translate my work from Chinese into English.lf l have some bad English usage or wrong grammar,please forgive me and let me know,l will learn and correct it.

Still a big thank you and much love to my dear friend@tomhiddlestonfanfic , whose encouragement gives me a lot of confidence again and again and again, and who l think is the best writer in my heart.❤️💕💞🌸

Please let me know if you like mystory, it means a lot to me.Or ifyou have any better criticisms orsuggestions, just send them to me.Thank you and love you.Ning.❤️❤️❤️❤️

The dark swamp was beyond sight, the girls with heavy crosses around their necks, mumbled a sad eulogy, their palms soaked with dried blood belonging to the goats.

The swamp was bubbling under, but the girls, as if possessed by a demon, walking in groups toward the depths of the water, until they disappeared at the end of the darkness.

Will watched all this on the distant plain, and could not stand by.In this terrifying scene instinctively, he runs desperately toward their part. He needs to save these children, these innocent and frightened by supposed myths, supposed nonexistent evil creatures.

He shuttled through one muddy slope after another, and the mysterious swamp and time race, but until he missed the last girl, he can only hear the girl's last sad murmur.

"Dad，Please help me!!!!"

Will then realized that the familiar voice, which he had failed to catch, was his only daughter, Jo.

"Jo!!!!!"

Will woke up from his nightmare. He was sweating and his hands trembled a little without fully awake.He looked around and saw the Stella sitting by the bed and helping him wipe his sweat.This are Gracie's countless nightmares since his accidental death.

"...Stella."Will pinched his clenched forehead, trying to calm his voice." I had a nightmare again. Where has Jo gone?"

Stella handed a cup of hot water and put her hand on her husband's shoulder. "She went to class with John,and they saw you slept not well today,so she didn't wake you up.what's up?"

Will sighed, and tried to say something, the gate was pounding, and Jonah ran in, seemingly frightened,which like the day that Gracie's body was found.

"Father..."His voice had a broken gong in his voice, but Will heard a clear pathos.

"Jonah, what's wrong?"Will straightened his clothes and stood up to help him when Jonah shook his head, with two frightened, muddy tears streaming down his face." Father, Naomi...For Naomi, she...."

"she...."

"Her dead body....On the shore after the low tide....Has been found."

Naomi's timidity came before him a few days ago, and Will was almost there until the sound of broken porcelain at the door awakened him.

By the time he chased out,the indistinct human was disappeared at the end of the wasteland.

Naomi's funeral was held at the church, the girl who was the target of public criticism a few days ago is now lying in the cold coffin, even the once cold and manic Matthew has shed tears in the sad atmosphere.

Henry became unprecedented depressed, he fainted several times in the eulogy and elegy.The loss of his two daughters in half a month shattered the industrious and simple widower. Will held his hand and said "God is with you", but the fact and the scene in the dream overlap everywhere, and Will's heart was already confused.

He could not imagine whether if one day his two children had suffered the same bad luck as Gracie and Naomi, he could stand idly like the empty Henry at this moment.Or, he might just break down, he thought.

Once again the gray atmosphere of sorrow and horror hangs over the gray town and the funeral ended in that atmosphere.

Will was the last one to leave from the church.He walked alone toward his house in the boundless wasteland, passing by the river as the water rose, and stopped, staring silently at the water for a few seconds, with a long sigh against the waters that had taken too many lives.

The sense of powerlessness and the boundless river in front of him, almost can drown the small him.

For the first time in decades, he had strong doubts about his faith.

He has always believed in and respected the gods.Over the past few decades, God and Essex villagers have used him as a bond, and he replaced God and vowed to protect the entire Essex villager , but he failed to protect his villagers, even just two young girls.

He never believed in snakes.But one after another, the accident took away too many innocent young lives, but also completely destroyed the small town crumbling calm.

Only when the wind by the water stung his cheek did he find himself in tears in his meditation, and he breathed a long breath and decided to give himself more time to think.His wife and children were still waiting for him at home, so he thought.

Until the thin figure in the distance appeared in his vision.In such a cold night, such a thin figure is really too striking and out of place.The cold wind reminded Will that the scene was not a dream, so he tried to focus with tears, and finally restore the clear moment, he once again like the same of a net column on the shore.

The figure is so familiar that even the scene has been played in his mind countless times.

Will lost all his thinking ability in an instant, but his muscular instinct was directly awakened, with countless same scenes in the dream.He almost stumbled in the dark wilderness, even if he almost was dizzy in the fast sprint, but he still could not stop chasing the visible death.

The figure was like summoned by the dark water, until she finally got into the cold, dark water.Will's inner panic is like a concrete transformation into a real big snake, and he seems to feel that in a moment, the so-called giant snake is chasing him at his feet.And he can not escape, a dark confrontation, as long as the snake wants, it can swallow him anytime and anywhere.

Yet he could not not run, because before his limited eyes, the snake's next target, was his daughter.

The sun disappeared into the sky in the last cloud, and a second before the darkness obscured his whole sight, Will finally stepped into the water.He swam desperately in the water until he finally hugged the girl with only the eyes, ears and nose on the water.

The snake at the foot suddenly turned into an ash and disappeared.

The girl's consciousness is awake, her body shivering under the cold water, her closed eyes in constant tears, until she was wrapped with a familiar taste of dry warm clothes, she carefully opened her eyes, she opened her mouth, seems to want to say a lot of things, but in the end she can only make simple syllables.

"Dad...."

Will's chest was still up and down, and so much happened that day, especially in the critical moment to stealing his daughter from death, which made him recover for a long time.Until the girl's cowardly whisper mixed with the wind and water sound into his ears, he in this little catalyst, finally can no longer suppress their own emotions.

Anger and fear went to his head. Ignoring his aching limbs and buzzing brain, he picked up the shivering little girl lying on the ground, pulled her into his arms, and smacked her bottom in an almost venting manner.

"Jo Ransome!What are you doing?How dare you?!!!"

Mixed with the river that could not completely evaporate, Will slapped the wind on the girl's poor, almost invisible hip, and the already soaked fabric only doubled the pain.The girl was sore and afraid, and her tears fell on her father. Now, the only thing she could do was to hold her father's equally wet clothes tightly, and find some poor security by holding him.But even so, she could not say a word, even any of her cry and cry.

Until Will's reason finally recovered in a single instant, and the anger was diluted, urging him to recover. He looked at the girl who hugged himself and endured his anger and pain, and finally realized what he had just done.He was in a visible panic, then his hands trembled, and he didn't even know if he should embrace his daughter back.

The wind of the night grew colder with time, and the cold mixed with fear and pain invaded the girl's body. Even before Will was able to apologize, Jo's thin body slipped from him.

The little girl who fainted still developed a high fever when she was carried home.

She lay in bed, her thin body as hot as a piece of charcoal, her closed eyes still with tears unwiped. Will did not change his clothes, just sat in the door of the room, listening to Stella busy in the door, he felt his heart even colic.

Will opens his eyes as the firelight in the room goes out, and Stella comes out of Jo's room, but the worried eyes of her does not disappear when she stare at her husband.

She closed the door, walked up and sat next to Will. " Jo is already asleep."Stella felt the man's shudder as she held Will warmly." What happened, Will?"

Looking at the silent man, Stella didn't compromise as before, and she continued asking, " Will, you need to tell me, this is our daughter.I think I have a right to know."

After another brief silence, Will finally could not help but express his vulnerability to his wife, he painfully buried his cheeks in the palm of his hand, hot tears finally seeping through his fingers, " Stella, we are about to lose Jo...I have lost her many times in my dream, and I can't lose her anymore."

Stella was stunned, got up and held her fragile lover in her arms. " Jo is asleep in the house, she is safe now, Will, calm down."

She has never seen such a heartbreaking moment for her calm lover, and most of the time he was peaceful and rational.In church, he always arranged his emotions and calm his restless villagers.Even if he had looked tired and sad, he could well organize his emotions in front of his wife and children, and calm her uneasiness again and again.

But this time, he collapsed.

His body trembled slightly with the tears, he wanted to suppress but still can not hide the cry, always reminding Stella that her lover is not a god,most of the time, his self-digestion is the protection of his family and villagers.

"Will, don't be afraid, I'm here, and Jo and John."

For a while, only Will's heavy whining and their breathing were left in the room.Will finally arranged his mood in the relative quiet, he breathed a long breath, stopped the hug at a moment, then his eyes that lived in the vast blue ,which is now covered with tired, finally willing to lift, and look at his wife.He seemed to make up a big determination, and his voice was still sad, saying, " I hit Jo,almost out of anger, I knew she would hurt, and I knew I shouldn't, which scared her."

"But I was so afraid, I almost, just in the dream, Stella, I was really afraid."

"I couldn't control my emotions, this was the first time...."

Will seemed to have something more to add, but he could say nothing at this moment.Seeing her lover's unusual depression, Stella sighed gently and threw him into her arms again, " Jo won't blame you, Will.She should be sad too because she worries you."

"If you really struggle, why not wait until she wakes up or gets better and talk to her?"

Will looked up, and in Stella's positive and supportive eyes, his trembling heart, just almost faltering, finally subsided in an instant.

In the evening, about a week after the disturbance, Jo knocked on his study door before Will.

"Come in , Jo."Will did not seem to expect Jo's coming, he quickly stood up from his desk, his little girl is thinner after the ordeal visible.He took her into his arms and suddenly felt a little sour.

The silent tenderness between father and daughter stays for a moment until Jo opens mouth before Will.

"...Sorry, dad, it worried you."

"I...I'm sorry."

The little girl seemed to use a great deal of courage, and her voice trembled, but her eyes fell earnestly and firmly into Will's eyes, and she said, " Father, please punish me."

Will's hand, which was helping her daughter smooth her hair, suddenly stopped. He stepped back and looked Jo up and down before confirming that her daughter was serious.He was almost surprised to speak, " Oh, no, Jo..."

"I haven't apologized to you yet, Jo, by the river that day...."Will didn't say any more things."What you need is rest and cake, not..spanked and punished,my little kid."

"You need not apologize to me for that day."The little girl said seriously," I deserve it."

Will gently frowned,then shook his head, and carefully corrected her. " No, Jo, that's not what you have to accept."

"In fact, you don't have to apologize to anyone.If you just want us to apologize to me, Stella and John, then I want to tell you: you have been forgiven and you should believe me."

Jo's suppressed courage was punctured by Will's word.She nose a sour, once again into Will's arms.

"It's not your fault,Jo."Will carefully hugged the thin little girl in her arms, her daughter's sensible almost broke him heart, she was so thin and seemed could be blown down by the wind, her body was slightly trembling with crying.

Feel Jo shook his head after hearing his words, Will looked down to let go, gentle eyes into the little girl's evasive eyes, he seriously and sincere looked at his daughter is falling into the emotional vortex again, seriously shook his head to correct her, " Jo, looking at me."

"You're a great girl, you're brave and strong, keeping secrets for a long time, something many people can't do, right?"

"I...It was just very sad that I couldn't save them."Jo said softly.

"It's not your fault."Will sighed gently and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes." Their unfortunate departure was unexpected, but it pushed us closer to the truth, Jo, God would take care of them for us before we found it."

Jo finally finds peace in Will's soft comfort.For a while she looked up, bright eyes once again into Will's eyes, which just the same, sincere request in.

Will looked at it, stunned.His little girl has always been as stubborn as him, for the identified thing is always stubborn and persistent.He smiled and sighed, sat back into his chair, and took the man into his arms.

You just hope that way makes you feel better, right?"

Jo's head was buried in Will's wide arms, and she nodded slightly, then held out her arm to embrace him.

"Oh, my dear girl."Will shook his head reluctantly again." Well, if that would help you."

He touched the little girl's hair, the other hand slapping where she wanted .

SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!

Jo shrank into his arms.Will silently looked at the little girl in his arms, the boundless darkness that day left a shadow in his heart, even at this moment is difficult to eliminate.

He sighed and tried to distract himself by thinking about the force and location of his next slap.

"You can cry it out, Jo."Jo suddenly made a sore breath at the fifth time, so Will stopped her action, one hand gently patted her on the back, the other hand smoothed the fold on the skirt," the last five times, ok?We just take this thing as going over."

Jo expressed the affirmation with silencing.

So the next five Will's smacks, though disciplinary, were much more reassuring than the loss of control that day.The girl whined with the last slap. Will kissed her at the top of her hair, and left her to hold herself without doing the next action.

The room was quiet for so long, until Will spoke again to break the silence.

"Anyway, don't do it again, promise me, don't you?"Will tried to make his voice gentle and soft, he raised his hand and stroked Jo's cheek," Find some time to apologize to Stella, don't you?She's actually very worried about you, too, Jo."

Jo's cheeks and nose tips were red, and at what Will said, she even sobbed.

Will felt even more distressed. He suddenly remembered something. He looked earnestly into Jo's eyes and spoke carefully:

"...Speaking of, Jo, I still owe you a very formal apology, sweet.That day, I didn't control my emotions, and I scared you.If you want to forgive my emotions that day....Or it doesn't matter if you don't, I'm sorry, really sorry."

"It must be very painful.I should not do that."

"If you still feel very sad, you can...."

Without saying that, a hug ran into Will's arms again.

"Thank you,dad."

Even though she had recovered from the wind and cold, Jo was still a little weak, and the little girl slept in Will's arms once again.After gently lifting her up to the bed, Will kissed her on the forehead.

"Everything will be over, and we will find the truth."

"Jo, don't be afraid, I'll be here."

#tom hiddleston #tomhiddleston #the essex serpent #tom hiddleston fic #will ransome #spank #The Essex Serpent #tom hiddleston characters

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campgender · 2 years

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Hi you should talk about your partners if you want because its so lovely to hear people talk about people they love but sometimes it feels like no one wants to listen, so this is me saying- go nuts

this is suchhh a sweet ask thank you hon ily!!

everyone i’m in love with has challenged me to accept the parts of myself that don’t make sense and embrace the messiness beyond normative boxes, even when my instinct is to be nervous and uncomfortable. they’ve made me so much more comfortable with change than i ever would’ve thought possible and made me a better person to others and myself. my girlfriend told me two days ago that i fall for people who protect me, and it’s so true; they all take such profound care of me, materially and emotionally, and make me feel so deeply cherished and understood. literally i’m so lucky to know them 💞💜💙❣️💓💖

my girlfriend and i have been together for almost 5 1/2 years, i’ve been in love with her for a year more than that, and i know it’s a bit cliché but i embrace it: i’m still just as giddy about her as i was at 18. she’s attended the funeral of everything i thought i knew about myself and put in the work to love me like no one i’d known before her ever had. i’ve learned so much about self-compassion from the unbelievable and endless love she has for versions of myself that make me want to do nothing but wince, and i have so much respect for her sheer strength. she’s one of the most determined and generous and careful people i know—she’s the epitome of femme chivalry, and she truly knows me better than i know myself. i’d trust her to save my life even if she hated my guts. i wanna work to fit together with her for the rest of my life.

i first met my datemate through faer incredibly kind and thoughtful and understanding comments on a large amount of my writing, and that’s carried through the entirety of our friendship and relationship: there’s nothing i’ve told faer that fae hasn’t responded to with an immense amount of care and thoughtfulness and love, from the annoyances in my day to serious health crises to things that made me laugh lately. i’ve truly felt the effort and intentionality fae has put into every moment of getting to know me ever deeper, and things we’re discussing for the first time, even perspectives fae has never heard of before, fae approaches with such openness and nuance and trust that it’s as if fae has considered it for years. i’m continually awed by how much love fae has for the world and how consistently fae puts that into practice with faer hands and heart.

i’ll confess i saved this ask for maybe a week and a half because i wanted to wait to see if the people included within it would increase lol, and i’m glad i did because i’ll take any opportunity to be baffled and delighted by the way i wake up to find he’s been trying to single-handedly construct my self-esteem overnight, patched up walls i never realized were crumbling. i have no idea how he knew me so well so quickly, and i’m nothing short of honored by how precisely he’s used that understanding to comfort and care for and challenge me. christ, everyone i love knows what i need before i do, and he’s held me every time i’ve clawed my way to being able to ask. if you told me a year ago that it wouldn’t bother me at all when i was late for plans week after week, when i chose my body over my work, when i threw the instructions of the medical establishment out the window, i would’ve thought it impossible, but somewhere along the way he had so much grace for and faith in me that i couldn’t keep from practicing that, too.

last but certainly not least because i’m a relationship anarchist and such concepts are irrelevant, i’m not partners with a dear friend of mine but we are having a fun gay time, and he’s the embodiment of everything i’ve ever read about the antivenom of historical queer humor. everyone i love has made me laugh harder than i would’ve thought possible on some of the worst days of my life, and his wit and vibrance have absolutely buoyed me through some brutal experiences. the way he thinks about the world has expanded my understanding of myself as a queer and disabled person, and he’s made it so clear that i never need to worry about losing his respect when my perspective differs from his. his storytelling is an art i’m always awed to experience.

i really can’t overstate how much freer i am for knowing these folks and the other close friends in my life, i absolutely wish this kind of bold and wild queerness and adoration in everyone’s lives 🖤❤️💖

#mac writes #fool for love #polyam #rachael tag #glen tag #vic tag #river tag #asks

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Cramped Spaces 3

Pairing: Jisung x Femme Reader | [Y/N]

Genre: Alternate Universe - Non-Idol NCT, One Shot, Smut Heavy Fluff, Sequel Fic, Late Night Confessions

Summary: Two best friends + one sleeping bag = an unforgettable night Cramped Spaces 1 | Cramped Spaces 2 | Cramped Spaces 4 | *Cramped Spaces 5*

Word count: 2.6k

Rating/Warnings: Not Beta Read, Mature Sexual Themes and Explicit Sexual Material: Heavy Petting, Nipple Play, Nipple Licking, Grinding

If any mature/sexual themes involving Jisung makes you uncomfortable please do not read or interact.

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note: With the cliffhanger ending, I knew a part 3 was bound to happen 🤭. Thank you @kodasity for asking for a part 3! 🥰💗💓 That really encouraged the ideas to come. This couple's journey has been so much fun to write! Thank you so much everybody for reading my fics! 💞🤧🥰 I am stunned every day you all read my writings, and give me so much love and tell me that you like my writings. 🥺 I appreciate anyone reading my fics. Every thing else is just the greatest gift ever, so it leaves me speechless. 🤧🌼💗 I am astonished, especially because I don't know how much longer I can keep this going (burnout is a real thing), but it's been so much fun these past few weeks!!! 💗🌼✨🌼🎀🌼💓

Apologies in advance for any mistakes and I hope I did justice to the fantasy to everyone who's checked this series out!

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The lamp sat at the right side of the tent, beside the front opening. She was on the left side, at the back of the tent, her back facing the cramped space. She heard Jisung move around, saw his shadows move around.

Her body was hot and her ears were sensitive, picking up on all the noises. Owls hooting. Crickets chirping. Water gurgling. Tree leaves shaking with the winds outside. Jisung’s sweats rubbing against the plastic liner of the tent.

Eyes shut, she ran her fingers through her hair. She and Jisung weren’t just friends anymore, but they weren’t exactly dating. It wasn’t like whatever happened between them in Chenle’s car qualified as a date by any means. But she saw Jisung in an entirely new light, and it made her mind go fuzzy…those damn flies buzzing in her ears.

“Are you going to fall asleep like that?” His voice was low, casual. It sent adrenaline rushing up her back, making her nipples perk up. Swallowing the soft whimper at her throat, she pressed her arms against her chest, silently asking her nipples to behave.

“I have night rituals,” she said, hands fumbling for the zipper to her backpack. Pulling out a small white bottle of her night cream, she heard Jisung shake the sleeping bag behind her. Free hand on her left cheek, she felt a bump. As if she needed another problem. “Do you have pimple patches? I didn’t pack mine.”

“Are you breaking out?”

She turned her head around to see him bent over beside the lamp, digging through his large black bag. His back was curved, shoulders hunched over. With his shirt hanging loosely off his body, she wanted to run her hand under his shirt, feel his firm muscles. The heat between her legs made her cheeks turn hot too. She turned back around, hands in her lap.

“Um, just a pimple by my cheek. I keep touching it.”

He sat down beside her, his face hidden in the shadows.

“Do you need help? It’s dark.”

Blood rushed up her face. He held her face in one hand, thumb under her chin, as he placed a clear pimple patch on her cheek. Her misbehaving nipples ached as more blood rushed down her chest, feeling the pad of his finger pressing against her cheek. His eyes drifted to her lips, and she felt blood rush down to her groin, making her clit ache.

“Thanks,” she said softly, pulling away from his touch.

“So,” he said, scooting away from her, sitting down on his butt, hands planted behind him, “I’ll lay my towel on my side of the tent and you can have the sleeping bag.” Heat hit her cheeks. She reached out to the navy blue sleeping bag and unzipped it. Looking at him, her face flared with heat. Her chest hurt as her heart was beating fast, like a woodpecker knocking its long beak against a tree.

“It gets really cold at night this high up, we should share the sleeping bag.”

His eyes drifted down her body. Instinctively, her body flared with discomfort.

“I mean-” The warmth between her legs made her squeeze her thighs together, her eyes down at her lap. “We’ve slept on the couch together a few times.”

He pulled the lamp close to him before getting into the sleeping bag. Her body was hot, nipples perked up, as she got in. Goosebumps formed up her body as his body’s heat radiated onto her. She shook, hands and head buried into his chest, when she felt his arms wrap around her body.

“Wh-what-” she stuttered out. She stopped when she heard him zipping up the sleeping bag behind her. Her whole face flared up.She was horrified that she’d misinterpreted his actions. “I-I could have done that. I mean, thank you.”

“Are you comfortable?”

She shifted, feeling little space to move between their bodies and legs. All they could do was sleep on their sides, but trying to sleep face to face felt extremely intimate, something lovers do.

It reminded her of the desire to rest her head on his chest. Something that began recently. She’d want to do it when she was lying in bed, hearing Jisung walk around the apartment in the middle of the night.

Carefully, she shifted her waist, right side of her hip rubbing up against Jisung. Hot blood rushed up her head as she moved her whole body around, pressing her back to his front. A dizzying, hot pride washed over as she felt his cock stiffen against her ass. His cock’s heat warmed her ass.

“I am,” she said at last, softly, sweetly. She couldn’t help herself, hearing him groan into the back of her head, hot breath tickling her scalp. Her hips bucked back and forth, her ass rubbing his cock harder. “Are you comfortable?”

Wordlessly, she felt his hand on her hip move down her pelvis, fingers pressing against her core, going down, deeper. She whimpered, eyes shut, as she felt his hand cup her core. His breath at the back of her ear.

“Things are different now,” he said softly against her ear. Wetness hit her neck, his lips sucking on her sensitive skin.

“Jisung, don’t,” she said softly, hand grasping his wrist, shoulders hunching. Goosebumps were traveling down her back as his hand grazed up to rest on her hip. “I like you, Jisung. I want you to be my boyfriend.”

“OK.” She felt his cock grow hotter, pressing harder against her.

“I’m not going to have sex with you, you know.” She grabbed the zipper tab, and unzipped the sleeping bag. She sat up, turning around to shove his shoulder.

“I didn’t think-” he said, sitting up, hands grabbing his pillow to throw over his lap. “I’m sorry.”

His apology had been a whisper, having barely reached her ears. Chest hot, feeling tight, she pressed her arms against her breasts again. Her nipples were hardening, the air outside of the sleeping bag chilly. Jisung’s floral musk was all she could focus on, the scent filling her nose. Saliva was filling her mouth, making her swallow continually.

“I like you, too,” he said. She felt his hand touch her knee. He gave it a gentle squeeze.

She leaned forward, seeing the shape of him in the dark. Her lips landed on his chin, making him give a guffaw. He moaned into her mouth when her lips found his, her hand on his neck.

His arms were wrapping around her waist, pulling her onto his lap. His minty breath filled her senses as she opened her mouth to kiss him better. She swiped her tongue against his lips, getting a small noise out of him. Her nipples ached at the whimper. His lips captured her lower lip before he opened his mouth to glide the tip of his tongue against her lip.

Hand cupping his cheek, she broke the kiss. His fingers curled against her back, arms pulling her tighter against him. She planted a soft kiss on his lips, and turned her head away as he tried going in for more. His lips were on her neck, humming into her, driving her wild.

“Jisung,” she cooed out softly, hand raking through his soft tendrils. “How can that feel so sexy?”

His tongue wet her neck. Even that drove her wild, her clit aching as blood coursed down to her core. She gasped out his name as he sucked on her skin.

“If you mark me I get to mark you too.” Her hands were in his hair, her whole body glowing in heat, in need of something to hold herself steady. The sharp sting on her skin throbbed when his teeth raked against her neck. “Do you remember when we went clubbing for the first time and I got a hickey from-”

She moaned, loud, feeling his hand back at her core. His thumb, mostly likely by luck, found her clit and was pressing hard on it. She bucked her hips against him, getting him to groan. His cock stiffened against her, growing hot.

“I’m sorry.” She shouldn’t bring up their past, especially exes they’d dated. She kissed his lips. “Can I mark you, Jisung? It’s not fair if I’m the only one with a marked neck.”

“Would it be OK if I bring up my ex-”

“Shut up, jerk.”

One hand on his shoulder, the other grabbed the back of his head, she pushed forward and licked the crook of his neck. He moaned. She licked his neck again, tasting his musky skin. He grunted, hands holding her hips tight, as she sucked on his skin, teeth tugging before she released it to lick it.

She released him to move up and kiss his lips. They pressed their tongues together, gently pushing in and out of each other’s mouths, her mouth moving to capture his bottom lip every few seconds. He broke their kiss, hand on her neck.

“You’re a good kisser,” he said breathlessly, resting his forehead against hers.

She touched his lips with her thumb, feeling the saliva wetting his lips. Her body was becoming hot, sensitive to every touch between them. Her mind struggled to focus, similar to sleep, except her heart was beating so fast because Jisung’s cock was warming her ass.

She wanted to fuck him. She wanted to fuck him so much. It was obvious he felt the same. But they weren’t prepared for it. She wasn’t. The furthest she’d gone with a guy was everything she’d done with Jisung; he’d surpassed her exes somewhere along the ride to the campsite.

The swath of flies were buzzing in her head, and she wanted to be rid of them. There was no condom, and Jisung had as much experience as she did. Their first time in a tent with Chenle and his girlfriend just meters away sounded like a disaster waiting to happen.

Heat surged into her core along with her nipples. He’d shifted his hips under her, his cock twitching against her ass. She grabbed his wrist at her hip.

“Jisung, what’s a part of my body you’ve been wanting to touch?” She directed his hand to her ass, fingers releasing his wrist to direct his palm and fingers to caress her ass cheek. She moaned softly, face pressed into his chest, as his hand moved under her shirt immediately to grab her breast. “Of course.”

“Your tits are hot.” His breath was beside her ear. His long fingers and large palm moved back and forth, squeezing one breast before moving to grab the other. His hand stilled, and he took in a deep breath as her hand reached under his shirt and grazed up his abs to his chest, caressing his pecs. “What are you doing?”

“You play with mine, I play with yours?”

“OK.”

She was on her back. His body was over hers. He widened her legs so he could position himself between her legs, placing his hands on the inside of her thighs. His hands immediately moved to lift her shirt up to her neck. His breathing was heavy, and she bit down on her lip, stifling her moan when his hands grabbed her breasts, fingers squeezing her soft mounds.

His lips warmed her skin. Tongue wet her nipple, making her core ache. She threw the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to stifle a whimper as he pinched her right nipple. Her nerves shook and heat spread into her core.

He hummed into her breast as he kissed it. Raking her fingers through his hair, eyes shut, her whole body lit up with his warmth. It took everything in her not to shove him onto his back and straddle him. Ride him until she came. His teeth raked against her nipple, making a white heat snap deep inside of her. Her chest shook and she gave out a cry.

“Hey,” he said softly, moving up to touch her cheek, “do you want our friends to hear us? Chenle’s going to make fun of us.”

Her mind was entangled with angry, happy, horny thoughts. With her hands at the front of his shirt, pulling it up, she turned onto her side. She planted kisses on his chest when she hiked his shirt up to his neck. His chest was hot, skin smooth (though the goosebumps that formed on his chest tickled her lips), tasting musky and slightly bitter. His hands caressed her head, fingertips massaging her scalp.

Tongue gliding against his hardened nipple, she hummed softly against his chest. She swirled her tongue around the hot bud before sucking on it. He gave out a loud cry, hips thrusting against her. Her whole body was vibrating, sweating from head to toe.

“We have to stop,” he breathed loudly, hands cupping her cheeks. She tilted her head up, capturing his lips. He broke the kiss as her tongue swiped his lips. “[Y/N], if you don’t stop I can’t stop.”

“And?” Her hand glided down the side of his body. He shivered, hips bucking against her again. Her whole body radiated with his body’s heat.

Her mind spun as he rolled his body over hers, one arm around her waist, the other grabbing the back of her right thigh. His chest was pressed against hers, his heart beating so fast she touched her hand against it, her whole body shaking.

“OK, you’re right.”

Her mind was overfilled with so many thoughts, feeling so hot, she could hardly move. Jisung got off of her, moving the pillows around. Taking in heavy breaths, she pulled her shirt down, licking her lips. Her body flared in heat. She could still taste the special blend of Jisung’s musk and sweat in her mouth.

“Are you going to be OK?” she asked softly. His cock had felt extremely hot and stiff against her.

He gave out a dry exhale.

“You’re cute when you care this much.”

She felt her face turn hot, goosebumps forming up her chest as she sat up. Quietly, she got into the sleeping bag, his back to her front. She pressed her body tightly to his, arm around his waist, face pressing into his back.

“I’ll be OK,” he said, his voice reverberating against her forehead and chest. “[Y/N], can I ask you a question?”

“Hm?” She exhaled deeply, ear pressed to his back, listening to his heartbeat.

“How long have you liked me?”

“Have you been thinking about that a lot?” she asked, the tips of her toes stroking against his calf. She knew it would just be a matter of time before he’d start asking her such questions, but she didn’t think it would come so quickly.

“I asked you first.”

“I think for a while. I don’t know when it started. For the past couple of weeks I’ve been wanting to kiss you though. I didn’t want to spend this weekend without you.”

“It sounds like you like me a lot.” He laughed as she pressed her fingertips against his side, tickling him.

“How long have you been day dreaming of sucking on my tits? Hm? Answer that.”

His hand grabbed hers, entangling their fingers together. She stopped moving, suddenly aware of his breathing, his chest rising slowly. He squeezed her fingers before resting their clasped hands down at his hip.

“I’ve liked you since that day we fixed the toilet seat together.”

She buried her face into his back, warmth riding up her shoulders. She wanted to cry. His words were so soft. And they’d replaced the toilet seat the second week they’d started living together. He’d harbored a crush on her for much longer than she did.

Her whole body was buzzing, radiating with his warmth, but it wasn’t irritating her anymore. It drew her closer to Jisung. She wanted to hold him forever, speak of sweet nothings with him eternally in the dark. Holding him in her arms seemed like a decent bargain. She squeezed his hand, resting her ear against his back again.

“Good night, Jisung.”

“Good night.”

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Thank you for reading!!! 💚 Part 4

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