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wroteclassicaly · 17 days

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He’s been looking at you like this all day, all week — insatiable, hungry, like you’re his willing feast on any given day. So when he got you home and out of the Tuesday night Spring thunderstorm - Steve Harrington couldn’t wait to get you out of your clothing and spread out on his bed for him and him alone to play with. With his mouth doing this and his hands doing that, you were a sweaty pile of limbs atop his sheets in minutes flat.

A head of newly grown out tresses is where your fingers are currently purchased - tugging, pulling, occasionally scratching his scalp when your toes uncurl. His nose is at your navel now, hot breath on your pussy. He lets his tongue loll out and catch your clit in the faintest of licks. You find yourself meeting his pupil blown abyss the moment that he decides to press his calloused thumb into the hood of your clit, two other digits assisting in spreading you open in a crude squelch. It’s an automatic toss of your forearm over your head in embarrassment.

“No,” he says, a direct response, his arm elongating as his hand wraps over your forearm and retracts the limb from shielding your face. He waits until you’re looking directly at him once more before he continues. “you’re gonna watch me lick you, honey.”

You can’t form a response, a denial. Not when his hands suddenly find their way down your body, pushing beneath your thighs to slap your ass. Everything you do with Steve Harrington is intense. The give and take, what the other needs. How he holds onto you when you’re making love, like you’ll fall away, like he has to wear his entire heart on his furry torso for you to see — which wasn’t easy at first. The times he’s submissive or needs you, to him fucking you within an inch of another supernatural world, and times like now…

Making you really feel what you do to him, being laid out as his personal toy — one that he loves and cherishes, of course. But it is playtime, after all, and he’s had that simmering look pooled beneath the burning moss embers of his irises for a solid month now.

With pink, plump, kiss swollen lips — he’s descending back between your spread thighs and burying his tongue in your cunt. He moans, reaching for your hips and squeezing, moaning, slurping, driving your thigh into shaking against his stubble bitten jawline. You aren’t prepared for your own arousal to stretch from your pussy to his mouth and nose on the breakaway. You begin to apologize immediately, starting to raise. Steve barely has time to moan appreciatively, meeting you chest to chest, his chain tickling your skin.

You’re still shivering, body on fire with the need for a quench.

“Baby, don’t do that. Please don’t be upset. You wanna know how much I love this?”

“Hmm,” is your soft response.

He runs a finger down your nose, leaning in to pant the words across your mouth. “Look down at my cock, honey. Do I look like I’m not enjoying myself?”

His pretty cock is so hard and hanging between his trim hips, balls full and heavy that you know it’s hurting him not to be inside of you right now. He smirks and slithers his way back, taking a little more from you, catching you below your lower back with a splayed palm, just as you go to recline. It’s seconds later and he’s reuniting with you, another instruction tipping off his lips. “Open your mouth. Taste yourself off of me, babygirl.”

“Babygirl?” You whisper, tears wilting in your lash line from the pleasure he’s giving you. “That’s a new one.”

Steve remarks you fondly, his fingertips brushing over your neck. “Well that’s what you are, aren’t you? My babygirl?”

You nod, his tongue sliding right into your open mouth, your taste mingling with his kiss, your new favorite aphrodisiac.

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heejayjake · 1 year

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can you make a part 2 for physics teacher jake plzz??

just asking, no rush :))

SUREE THINGGG !!

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 🔞 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆* PT.2

Jake slammed you against the wall, his strong hands gripping your wrists tightly. “Is this what you want huh? You want me so much that you didn’t wear anything underneath your skirt and you just fucking spread your legs wide open during my lessons, you can get in fucking trouble for that you slut.” Jake yelled as he slapped you across your face. His eyes were dark and dangerous, and you felt a thrill of fear coursing through your entire body.

Jake leaned down, his lips crushing against yours in a passionate kiss that sent you spiraling into a dark abyss of pleasure and pain. He was rough and demanding, and you felt your body respond to his touch.

He pulled away, leaving you panting and desperate for more. He ran his fingers down your neck, Jake’s eyes were still dark and menacing as he grabbed your wrists again and pinned them above your head. His other hand grabbed your hips and pulled you close, his body pressing against you in a way that made you ache for more. You moaned as his lips moved hungrily against your neck Jake’s teeth biting and nipping at your sensitive skin.

He moved lower, exploring her body with his hands and his mouth, and she felt her desire build to an almost unbearable intensity. She gasped as his fingers found her sweet spot, and he pushed her over the edge with one deep thrust.

Jake moved lower, exploring your body with his lands and you felt his hands reaching underneath your skirt. He immediately inserted 2 digits inside of you spontaneously as you screamed with pleasure and pain race through your body, and Jake held you close until your trembles subsided.

His fingers were going insanely fast, you tried to stay quite but your moans were too uncontrollable. “If I heard any noise from you, you’re gonna regret it.” Jake whispered as he took his phone from his pocket with his free hand and start hitting the record button. “Make a sound again then I’ll send this to all your friends including your parents then everyone will know how much of a slut you are” he panted with his fingers still abusing your pussy.

- time skip ⏭️ -

“𝑰’𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒚. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒚.”

#enha smut #enhypen #enhypen smut #enhypen sim jake #enhypen jake #sim jaeyun #jake sim #smut #teacher x student #blackmailing

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heartfullofleeches · 2 years

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Yandere Show Host (oc) x Gn! Co-Host Reader

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Warning: cheating, psychological horror, body horror

“It’s cold up here…”

Cool tiles cradle you, curved edges gliding against the back of your legs as you pull them to your chest. You cover your knees with the hem of your shirt, trying to fight the cold in any way possible. The harsh wind slapped at your face and arms; world at your feet from the edge you sat on. You wanted to feel like you were on top of it all. To shout and feel like you mattered to the universe; but it was hard to do so with no comfort at the end of your cries – neither below nor beside you.

“I think we should take a break.”

You ball your fist into your clothes. He doesn’t even look at you when he says it.

“You know I care about you. I just… don’t think I’m ready for this kind of commitment, yet. I’ll.. call you when I am.”

You pull your phone out of your pocket. He’s still right beside you, but so – so far away. You stare down at it, hoping; pleading for his ring tone to play. Praying he won’t leave you again to spend a night in another’s arms.

“Y/n, ugh- come on. Don’t do this.”

Your hands shake. It’s always your fault.

“We just need a little time apart.”

Always we. Your feet feel like they’re losing stability; slipping off to the abyss below.

“Y/n. Y/n?!”

Y/n?

You open your eyes. A fan hangs over a velvet ceiling, chandelier below swaying as it blows air down on you. Floral shaped glass that held identical lights as their bulbs. Satin pillows held your back, soft enough to lure you back to sleep near immediately – had you been laying on them completely. Your limbs hung off the side of the couch, neck supported by a hand at its base. The skin was so cold; draining your natural heat till it mellowed into a neutral temperature. The permanent smile on your co-host's face greets you as you turn your attention to him, shoulders rising with a laugh.

“What have I told you about sleeping on the couch, you silly thing.” Host chimes. “You’ll get a crook in your neck. Bad for the show and yourself.”

You sit up with his aid, stretching the exhaustion and ache away with a yawn. The rest of the room wasn’t much to look at. A tall mirror clung to one wall, dressing table pushed in front and light bulbs screwed into its golden frame. Vases of flowers and various cases of makeup lined the table, the latter hardly ever put to use. A rack of clothing stood not too far off, every article tailored to your measurements as apposed to posted to Host’s lanky, slightly built frame. Lastly, there was a grey door, covered by sheer curtains and your name bolded in cursive across its wood. A place where your near every desire lied.

“I'm sorry. Yesterday had me a little more winded than usual.”

“Should we take a break for today then? We can have a good show any day, but a spectacular one only happens when you’re feeling 100%”

“No, no. I’m fine.”

“Wonderful. Shall we get ready then?” Host offers his hand, lifting you to your feet effortlessly. You walk over to the table, taking a seat upon the cushioned chair in front of it. Host tends to your hair, combing out your bedhead with his long fingers. Gentle strokes that fall down to the nape of your neck; relishing in the life beneath his fingertips. He hums to himself, satisfied with his work. With the fact he had such a stunning co-host. His chin rests atop your head; head tilted towards the mirror at you. In the corner of your eye lies your old phone dormant on the edge of the table. It vibrates with the arrival of a call.

“Absolute perfect! Everyone’s gonna love you out there.”

You flash a tired smile, ridding yourself of the hallucination as you look away. How long has it been since you became his co-host? You couldn’t remember. Time stood still for the most part; your only notion of it bring a bell that would toll before the start of each show. It was frightening at first. As a contestant, your time was spent cowering under the audiences' awaiting gaze; but upon your glorious win they did nothing but sing praises to the heavens – celebrating the new permanent figure on their stage. Though he’d never tell another soul, Host walked you through everything until that point. A bit of a cheat, sure, but he knew you’d be wonderful at everything after. They loved you, eternally – even when there were those days you wondered what life was like back home.

“What’s with that look? Do you need something?”

Host snaps his fingers, a stage hand appearing front the shadows. They looked so close to human; differences spilt only when given a long glance. Crooked hands carry a tray; skin an even deeper grey than his. Their neck was a few inches too long; face blank except for a pristine smile – just like your dear Host. He takes a pitcher from the tray, pouring you a glass of water into a cup that wasn’t there moments ago. His hands rest on your shoulders, smoothing the knots in your joints.

“Please let me know what you need.”

You look down. “I was just wondering…if anyone missed me back home.”

The ice in the glass settles. Silence kicks in too long to be comfortable, before Host’s body begins to shudder once more. It quakes with the force of his laughter. His form hutches over yours, trying to keep the laughs inwards to his best extent. He wipes an imaginary tear from an imaginary eye before addressing you again.

“Of course they miss you! You’re bound to be the highlight of anyone’s day, Y/n, but you must remember, this is home now. You’re no bigger of a star to anyone than us.”

“I.. I know, but I cant help it sometimes, y'know?” You say, offering a small chuckle of your own.

Of course he knows. He knows everything about you. Fears, likes and dislikes, – regrets. Your every dream; both in regards to what you desire and those images in your head. If it weren’t for his permanent smile, he’d be grinning with anticipation for what he had in store.

“Yes, I understand, dear. Just know that you belong here, and we’ll never let go.”

His hands clutch the sides of your arms, head angled awkwardly in the mirror. Just – staring. An alarm rings from nowhere, shutting off abruptly after the third buzz. Host clasps his hands together – you jumping at the sharp sound of his palms meeting. He smooths his slick hair back further and pulls your seat out for you.

“Well that’s our cue! Ready to give our fans another great performance?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

“Wonderful. Let’s get to it then.”

You stand to your feet once more, joining Host at a large curtain on the other end of the room; stage lights seeping from beneath the fabric. He exits before you, getting the crowd nice and warm up before your entrance just as he always did.

“Gooood day, lovely viewers! Welcome back to another show with your truly; your forever host – Host!”

The audience cheers. Shrill cheers that become muffled beneath the soundtrack playing around.

“Yes, yes. Hello to you all too. And what a delight greeting it has been so far. We can’t forget our wonderful co-host though, now can we? Give it up for our better half; the lovely as ever, Y/n!”

That’s your mark. The curtain bends under your hand, parting before you can even push them aside. The mutters from the crowd begin. As soon as your legs sweep over the stage floor their voices rise. The headlights blind you momentarily as you step out fully; wrapping you in a daze that felt like waking on another world. Your attire changes under the darkness behind your eyes, microphone in hand; and posture straightening as you greet your adoring fans.

“Greetings, everyone! It’s a pleasure to see you all again.”

The shouts from the crowd are just as; if not more appraising as they were for your partner. You smile and wave; soaking up the attention. Host couldn’t be more proud.

“I think we’re ready to begin another fabulous show. And quite a special one we have today. Y/n, do you know what today is?”

“Uh.. Wednesday?”

Host laughs, followed by a few chuckles from the audience.

“Oh, Y/n. Wednesday was last month. Today is the one year anniversary of you being our gracious star!”

The lights flicker off, returning with a central beam pointed directly at you. A banner hangs over head; congratulating you on the anniversary in bold, red lettering. Balloons and confetti fall around you. The audience hollers in cheer.

“We do love our co-host, don’t we now? Unfortunately, it seems to me that they don’t understand the lengths of our affection. By the end of today’s show I think they’ll have a change of heart.”

Your throat feels dry. What was he on about? Keeping a straight face, you smile into your mic.

“Thank you, all so much. You’re too kind..”

“Haha. No, Y/n, I think you are.. Let’s bring out our contestant!”

The room goes dark once again, more abruptly than the last. When everything settles, the layout of the stage had changed. The vacant area to your right was now blocked by a half wall you could see around if you peak – screen above showing all you needed to see. A large red heart was pastured to the wall behind, three chairs and a podium placing in tow. A landline phone was placed on a stand, as well as one on the podium. Shadows sat to each chair, dim lighting concealing their faces. The fourth stood at the podium, writhing around in place with muffled cries. You could see the outline of fingers over its mouth; the silhouette of more limbs encasing its body and keeping it in place.

“The game of this episode is all about missed connections. In our lives, we make so many new ones, we have to snip the old to make room. No matter how strong the cord may be. Our eager bachelor here knows a lot about that, which is why he’s perfect for our show! Put your hands together for, S!”

Illumination returns to the other half of the stage. The arms around the contestant vanish with the glow; leaving a blindfolded and shaken up man in their stead. Beads of sweat drip from his temple; him squirming in place like he was trying to get off the podium, but was unable. His hands were stuck to the surface no matter how hard he pulled. He was dresses in a letterman’s jacket, the embedded S pealing from the stitching – just like you remembered.

“Host?...”

His glance falls upon you for a single second, before he faces the crowd like nothing happened.

“Quite a looker, isn’t he? Our helpers for today thought so too at one point.”

“H-hey.. hey, what the hell is this? Where am I?!”

“Speaking out of turn are we? I wouldn’t advise that, unless you want to face a penalty. “

The man clams up, shaking like a dog in rain.

“Onto the rules of the game. One by one, our helpers will walk up to the phone and list a few things about themselves. It’s our contestant’s job to remember a single fact about them – their name. Three rounds for three members of his past. Simple enough, right?”

“Please.. I don’t know what I’ve done, but-"

Host lends into his microphone. “Shut up and play by our rules or face punishment like every other rule breaker. ..Let’s bring out our first assistant. Walk on down, A!”

The shadow in the seat closest to the telephone stands up. Their appearance becomes visible as they step into the light. They appeared to be a normal human being; all up to the left side of their face. It was smudged like someone rubbing off make up; lips stretched to their ear and eyelid permanent closed from the abnormality. They pick up the receiver, phone on the other end ringing in response. The constant quivers more, refusing to answer.

“Pick it up.”

The function in his arm is brought back as he hesitantly picks up the phone, putting it to his ear.

“H…ello?”

“We met a weekend in February. I blew you a kiss, you slipped your phone number into my pocket. They had no clue while you held their hand the entire time.”

“Fuck… fuck! Um, February.. R… Riley! Your name is Riley!”

“Corrrect!” Host exclaims. The man breathes a sigh of relief as the crowd cheers. You stare at the ground. Overtime you grew a numbness to the contestants and their cruel fates. You had to, if you wanted to keep your sanity; but this was too much. Too close to home. Home you foolishly believed to be yours alone for years. It feels hard to breathe.

“Everything alright, Y/n?”

“Yea.. Yes just….” You force yourself to bright up. “Excited for our guest getting his first question correct.”

“Glad to hear it! Onto the next one.”

The assistant at the stand leaves and the next makes their appearance. Body littered in bite marks; namely the neck and chest area. They ooze with a black liquid, dripping onto the phone as they take hold.

“We hooked up in the bathroom of the local theater. I saw you leaving a movie with your arm around someone thirty minutes later. You called me the next day. Who am I?”

The man’s lip quivers. “I.. I..”

Steps draw near him. The assistant peers over his shoulder, receiver still in hand. The cord slaps against his neck, tightening as their breath hits his face. They repeat into the phone, unable to take otherwise.

“Frankie.. Oh, god.. Frankie.”

His shoulder heave at the second round of applause. Tears fall from beneath his mask; rambling to himself as his nails rack against the podium.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry-“

“Marvelous! Only one round to go.”

The process repeats. The final assistant walks to the stage. Their skin a pure black, eyes crossed out with a red, crayon like ink. The same ink was sprawled over their chest like an crude, anatomically accurate heart; bleeding down their torso. Their lips moved unnaturally as they spoke, like a frame by frame picture.

“I was the one who you came to most. You promised we’d be together eventually. I smiled when they went-"

“Blair…” The answer comes out in a quiver. He can’t bring himself to say more. He falls to his kneels; forces holding him like a puppet on a string allow him his moment of weakness. Your own legs feel like they’ll give out as well.

“Annnd there we have it, folks! Our contestant has finished all three base questions, but there’s still the bonus around for him to complete.”

“No, no, no. No, fuck you! You said I only had to do three! You lied!”

“Now, now. When did I say “only? Let’s get too it.”

The lights flicker yet again. There’s only a chair on stage, you now in it, and under the crowd's perpetual stare. They feel closer than normal, faceless grins shifting further upwards; socket-less eyes wide open and trained on you. Host appears on the screen above, speaking for the final assistant.

“We met in high school.”

“No.. please..”

“I was the one that learned to sew when you couldn’t afford the jacket for your team.”

“Not you… Anyone, but you.”

“I was there for you when your mother died. Covered your shifts for you and took care of you when you were sick.”

“You can’t be here..”

“You abandoned me everytime I poured my heart out to you.”

“I was scared…”

“Who am I?”

“Don’t make me say this..”

“Who. Am. I.”

“I don’t know!”

Your heart sinks in your chest.

Wrong answer~

Suddenly, everything returns to normal – as normal as it could be in this twisted place. The assistants are back, all staring past you at the contestant. He rips the blindfold from his face, looking around the room. Fear streaked his face as his eyes fell on the assistants, and you before them; silent and in tears.

“Y/n… Is that really you?”

You turn away. The assistants stand.

“Y/n! I’ve looked everywhere for you. It’s me..”

He steps off the podium towards you. They advance.

“Everyone else gave up, but I still search. I’m sorry for everything done. Please… I love-"

They grab onto him. Arms around his neck, torso, legs. Their skin melts into his; merging as they begin to drag him off stage.

“Y-y/n help! I’m so sorry. Forgive me, please!”

Your eyes remain on the floor. Even if you wanted to save him you couldn’t.

“I didn’t want to say that! The blindfold! Y/n!”

He’s gone. You’re alone once again. During the whole event the audience remains silent. You don’t know what to do.

Finish the show. It never starts. It never ends. Without you.

“A-and that brings us to the end of another show with your host, Host. And me as your co-host – Y/n!”

The crowd goes wild. It’s a standing ovation. Their hands clap like fireworks popping in your ears. Their praise rang to the high heavens. Howls, whistles, holders; all in your name for another amazing performance. Confetti falls in your hair, roses and other bouquets of flowers at your feet.

The set up is gone. It’s just you, Host, and your adoring fans. One arm snakes around your waist as he proclaims into the microphone.

“Is that all you got for our shinning star? Give it your all!”

An encore of approval, from the people whose love for you knew no end. The people who depended on seeing you every day and never tired from it. You relish in the saudade of their praise; raised further by one new member of audience who could finally give you the love he never could before.

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bunnyyamor · 2 years

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[ OCTOBER 14TH ] VILLAIN! IZUKU MIDORIYA x fem! reader

synopsis; the villain of the city, deku, has just kidnapped you, a normal citizen. he is wanting to make you his. wk; 3k

warnings; mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, dark content, humiliation, non-con, spanking, paddle play, chocking, fingering (anal), creampie, unprotected sex, degradation, nicknames, bondage, violence, overstimulation, sub/dom dynamic, edging, bdsm, kidnapping, blackmail, power dynamics, anal play, orgasm denial, beta read!

notes; i had posted this on the 13th but for some reason tumblr wont put this on the tags idk why.

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evil was on the rise. many villains roamed the cities, practicing evil. conquering so much, affecting so many people's lives.

that was currently you. it was a muggy, rainy morning. you were off to work your shift at the cafe being a barista. you longed for the smell of roasting coffee beans and now that you thought of it, who knows if you were to smell that ever again.

“shit,” you cried as you held your phone up to your ear. the name displayed was ‘mom’. “pick up, pick up.” you repeatedly called her. your converses met with the concrete as you zigzagged between dumpsters and items discarded in the alley ways. the snapping of your head turning back as you tried to see if someone was after you.

you felt his presence. his touch. someone was out to get you.

the breath in your voice was coming out more strained as you tried to keep the pace in your sprinting. it was burning your throat. your legs were becoming tired and weak.

“please, this can’t be the end.” a tear fell down your face.

suddenly, you were met with a dead end, a brick wall. “no!’ you slapped, punched the brick, not caring that your knuckles were bleeding.

“i am not rich! here, take my money.”

a dark chuckle echoed in the alley way, “i don’t want that, idiot.”

you fell to your knees. head hiding between your hands as you sobbed, “then what do you want? i don’t have much.”

“for someone so irresistible, you are utterly stupid. it’s not material, it’s a game. it’s the chase. the way your heart is pounding from the running and the fear. it’s the excitement and thrill. the adrenaline pumping through my veins. y/n l/n-”

“how do you know my name?”

he continued without answering your question, “i plan to kill you. i plan to make you the front page of the news. girl dies because of the most wicked villain ever…deku.”

a dark shadow appeared in front of you. in a flash you were hit in the face, knocking you out cold into a black abyss. the single flow of tear falling down your cheek.

you woke up, startled. thinking everything was a nightmare. but the tug of your wrists in handcuffs connected to the chair was enough evidence to show you, this wasn’t no dream.

“help! help!” you screamed at the top of your lungs. you didn’t want to die. not like this. “please someone save me!”

“quiet already, god you’ve been nagging all this time! nag, nag, nag! when are you gonna shut up?” the voice exclaimed again. you saw his shadow, the dark outline of his body in the shadows.

“d-deku was it. is that your name.”

“being all sweet will not help you out in this situation. besides, you don’t know who i am?”

you were flustered, should you know.

annoyed and impatient with waiting for your answer, deku walked into the light. his body towered over yours. the side’s of his head were shaved and it was green. he wore an all black outfit, each muscle making an outline in the suit. he had some dry blood splattered across his face, perhaps from you when he attacked you. “is this better now?” he clenched his jaw in arrogance.

you took a good look at him. why did he want you?

“why don’t you take a picture? it’ll last longer. oh yeah, that’s right,” deku appeared in front of you at the speed of light. he threw his hands in the air and smacked them on the arm rests, “because you can’t move your arms. or your legs.” he tsked. “pity, i would have loved to see that ass jiggle as you walked. well, i kinda did. i saw you run. damn you run fast too. i mean, not as fast as me,” deku smirked as he sniffed the side of your hair. he hummed, “your perfume mixed with your sweat is enough to dry a man crazy. that were, if i were a man. sometimes i feel i am a god.”

you tried to release yourself from the bondage, “what do you want deku? i already told you i don’t have money. and this little game of yours, why don’t you just end it? or are you here to tortue me?”

he tapped his lip in thought. in other circumstances this cute stance would be adorable, in this moment his thinking scared the shit out of you. “hmm, well if you count fucking you till your legs give out a tortue then yeah, i’m gonna tortue you so hard.”

your eyes widened and you almost wanted to cry again.

“i’m just kidding,” deku laughed loudly as he smacked his thigh. “ you should of seen your face. you were all like ahhh.” deku lifted your chin up, all submissive eyes on him. your neck pressed against his groin. “or am i just kidding? i mean, you are incredibly sexy. i’ve seen you around. in fact, i ordered a coffee from you the other day. i was wearing glasses, it was a pretty good disguise and i knew at that moment i had to have you.” his eyes darkened as the pupils enlarged. “i’m gonna have my way with you y/n and there’s nothing you can do about it. you can’t cry for help, can’t call for anyone. i’m gonna fuck you so good you are going to be begging me to continue fucking you. and then and only then, depending on how good you feel, will i actually see if i’ll let you live. one move and poof, splat, you’re dead. understand me?”

you shook your head, “no, stop! no i don’t-”

he grabbed your face harshly in his grip, tightening it. “i said, do you understand me, slut?”

you gulped, you knew what you needed to do. “i-i understand.” something heated up inside you. why was this sort of turning you on? was it his aggressiveness? his ownership of you?

you noticed with how close he was to you his freckles. he was such an attractive man, but crazy.

you quickly clenched your thighs, hoping deku wouldn’t notice.

his green eyes lowered down to your action, “are you wet, whore?”

you winced. you didn’t want him to know that. “n-no!”

“tell me the truth! don’t lie!” he grabbed you by the collar of your shirt, gripping it hard.

“yes okay. i’m sorry! i d-don’t know what’s wrong with me. b-but i hate you! i hate you with my every being and i’m scared! help! help me!” you tried again, maybe this time it would work.

“awww,” deku feigned sympathy. “i know, i know. but see, good girls don’t lie. next time you lie to me i will rip you to shreds. don’t do that. here are the rules, no lying, no trying to run away, no being a bad girl or i’m gonna have to punish you. and you hate me? that’s cute cause after my cock is digging inside your wet pussy you’re gonna love me. now strip for me.”

“wh-what? you want me to strip for you?”

deku crossed his arms over his thick chest, rolling his eyes, “another rule, do as you are told. and no asking a hundred million fucking questions. i’m already hard.” he went down to situate his cock. and sure enough you saw a huge bulge through his suit since his suit was spandex. it was huge! you didn’t mean to stare but it held your gaze, hypnotizing you.

“enough staring! if you’re a good girl i can let you touch it. so listen.”

you gulped, you didn’t want to be embarrassed this way, it was too much.

deku unhandcuffed you and stuck the key and handcuffs in his pocket. he stood like a looming shadow, waiting for your move.

your shaky hands first started unbuttoning your shirt. you looked away, not used to stripping naked for a stranger.

“look at me,” deku growled as he forcefully shoved your face to look into his eyes.

you took your shirt off then you went for your pants. you managed to take them off while sitting, afraid to even move in case that made him mad. then you unclasped your bra. letting the material fall down to expose your breasts. in all of this your eyes never left deku’s and his stare got more intense and dark.

he inhaled seeing your perky nipples stand for attention. you noticed his adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

after your bra then you went and took your panty off. feeling the cool air hit your wet cunt.

deku bent down on his knees and opened up your legs. opening up your folds and inspecting your pussy ever so closely.

“as i suspected,” he chuckled, “you are a little whore. look at you soaking wet. from being treated like shit.” his gloved middle finger ran up on your slit, collecting your ooze. his eyes looked for yours in reaction.

you bit your lip, trying to hide a moan.

“slut,” deku spat as he stopped touching you and backed away. he went to a warehouse table nearby and looked into his duffel bag. he rummaged through it and then threw an object on the floor. it was a wooden paddle.

“pick that up,” deku ordered you.

you stood up, feeling goosebumps litter your body.

“no slut! on all fours. like a dog.” he smiled evilly.

“yes, deku,” you went on all fours and crawled your way to him to retrieve the paddle. you wanted to crawl in a hole with how bashful you were but it also excited you. you knew you were fucked up but not this fucked up. something ignited within you. made you want him to overpower you, to destroy you. to overstimulate you. you wanted all of him.

you retrieved the paddle like a dog and handed it to deku.

“stand up,” he grabbed you by the throat and made you stand straight. even wearing heels you would never be as tall as deku. he was buff and thick, overpowering you to the point of death. he twirled you around, ass facing his cock. you wiggled your hips, trying to take in his cock but then you felt a smack on your ass from the paddle.

“did i say you could do that?” deku was fuming. he still had a hold on you by the throat. he needed to show you who was in command.

“no sir. i’m sorry.”

“that’s right. i think you need to be punished.” deku bent you over, ass directly in his vision, all opened up for him and spanked you hard.

you were bent over being spanked! it couldn’t get worse than this. you cried with each slap and jolted forward. you put your hands out to keep you steady.

“you are a bad little slut,” his words dripped like venom. your ass was becoming more sensitive and raw. you knew you were going to have bruises if you were alive tomorrow. “look at you. i can see your pussy pulsing from here. trying to take in my cock. you like this?” deku inserted three thick fingers forcefully. you gasped at the intrusion. it was too much.

“d-deku i can’t-”

“if you can’t take this then how the fuck you’re gonna be able to take my cock? look at that, trying to suck up my fingers too, disgusting!” deku slapped you once more with the paddle. slapping both ass cheeks. he then carried some of your goop and smeared it all over your ass and puckered ass hole.

“look at this hole. it’s so small and tight. look at how much it quivers. i’m not gonna lie. your pussy and ass hole do look delicous and you smell so fuckin good. it makes me want to taste.”

“mmmm,” you moaned, drool dripping from your lips as tears collected by your eyes. “please sir. please deku. i need your tongue.”

“you do, huh?” deku smiled wide. he spat on your asshole and smeared his saliva on the hole. “this should be enough.” he then shoved his thumb inside your puckered hole.

your mouth created an o as he entered. about to come undone and orgasm right there.

“you better not cum. you’re supposed to do that around my cock. now behave like a good girl and take it. let’s see if you can do my middle finger and pointer.”

that’s what he just did. he shoved his two fingers, slowly, igniting every nerve within you.

“oh my godddddd,” you cried. it was hurting a bit because he was stretching out your ass hole.

“i hope this little hole bleeds.” he laughed wickedly. “god, look at how you take me. your ass hole is starting to like it. you are truly a whore.”

“mmmmm,” you nodded as you started thrusting on his fingers. moving back and forth, taking his fingers in your ass hole. it felt so good now. your pussy was definitely dripping from the overstimulation. and the warehouse was echoing with your filth. it was moist and sticky, sounding like gurgling.

“yess, fuck right there,” you moaned as deku smacked your ass. he put more pressure and went in deeper in your ass hole. his fingers were flashing in and out of you, at a quick pace. he even started to curl his fingers inside you. you felt him. felt him touch and caress each and every piece of you.

then before you climaxed, deku put handcuffs on you again.

“wh-what?”

he didn’t answer. all he did was drag you to the chair and put your stomach first against the back of the chair. you were sitting opposite.

“deku?”

“sit all pretty like that for me. i have a surprise.”

daku again went to his duffel bag and that's when he showed he had your cell phone.

“deku what are you doing?” you were frightened. stuck to the chair by handcuffs. unable to do anything.

“i want to make sure epeople know that you fucked the worst villain in the world. that you were willing to put the worst man alive cock inside you. people need to see you for who you really are.” he set up your phone and tapped some buttons on the homescreen.

he fixed his hair and pressed another button. “hello world. this is deku, yes, the scary man,” he laughed. “i’ve done some things in my life that have caught your attention.”

your eyes widened and you wanted to cry. he was taking a live of himself and you saw all your friends were watching. surely it would end soon right? this was unable to be on the internet.

“now i know what you are all wondering. how can this be shown on this live? well, i hacked into the system so they can’t end this. but i have a certain guest with me.”

deku grabbed the phone and showed you.

“say hi y/n.”

“stop deku! deku i beg of you!”

all of your friends were watching. you were mortified. you tried to grab your phone but you were stuck. tears fell down your cheek.

“look at this ass.” deku slapped it with his palm. “all for me. and the best part, y/n wanted it. i mean look at this pussy.” deku did a close up of your cunt dripping. “you don’t know this but i just fingered her asshole that’s why it looks so red and swollen. all dripping for me. she really is a bad girl.” deku made his way to your face and put the camera to you. your mascara was streaking down and you had droll down your chin. “say hi baby!”

you looked away, face heating up.

deku grabbed you by your hair and shoved his tongue down your throat, groaning as his spit mixed with yours, even some spilling out the side of your mouth. he separated and caressed your cheek, then he spat on your face and cackled. “enough bullshit talking lets get on with the show! enjoy everyone,” he winked to the camera.

he carried your phone and took footage of everything he was doing. he took his spandex off and let you see his cock straight up for attention. some precum dripping down his sides.

“let’s see you take this cock,” he pushed your chair forward as if you were to fall and then let you fall down on his cock.

“ohhhhh,” you whined. your pussy was sensitive and even though you were embarrassed he was recording live everything. you didn’t care, you wanted no needed his dick inside you. “yes, right there, sir.”

“see! the bitch loves this!” he cackled. he pulled out and shoved back inside with force. each thrust full of energy. each time dragging itself in and out. it felt like it was about to touch your insides. you felt a bulge on your tummy.

“yes sir, yes,” your tongue rolled out as he then started going faster. his balls smacking your sensitive cunt, sounding gushy and squelching. deku groaned with each thrust, having superhuman strength that he could probably last all day.

that made you nervous too. you felt so full and stuffed from his cock. it felt almost impossible like he was ripping you.

“i-i’m gonna cum,” you cried, not being able to hold onto nothing.

deku grabbed onto your shoulders and pounded into you. the sound of skin slapping made you go insane. you tightened around his cock and urged him to cum.

“now slut!” he allowed you to cum.

“shiitttt,” you cried, squeezing him within you. “ughhhh, ohhhh. right there!” your legs shook like crazy. you were unable to keep still.

deku rode out his orgasm, slapping your ass repeatedly, loving to see the paddle marks knowing he did that. “fuck me. look at this.” he showed his cock and showed how all your juices glistened on it. then he did a close up to your pussy, showing his cream inside you, dripping and having squirted and smudged everywhere. “not such a good girl after all.” he turned off the live. “that’s probably gonna be breaking news tomorrow. are you excited to be famous?”

you didn’t care to listen to him, all you were doing was catching your breath. “so, are you going to kill me now?”

deku thought about it, pondering. “hmm, nah! i see more of use you staying alive. and i like you. so you’re sticking with me, got it. forget about your past life or working as a barista, i choose you. you’re gonna be bonnie and i’ll be clyde. you ready for the villain life?” deku smirked.

#cry baby *🧸*#mha smut #mha kinktober #izuku x reader #deku x reader #izuku smut #deku smut #midoriya izuku x reader #izuku drabble #deku drabble #midoriya x reader #midoriya smut #midoriya drabble #my hero academia smut #mha x reader

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belovedluc · 1 year

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saw your post asking for smutty stuff, so here goes nothing:

diluc headcannons on how he would punish his brat girlfriend? she's been teasing and defying him all shift, and he doesn't think he can keep himself together any longer. when diluc punishes, we know he's not opposed to sadism - we all saw what he did to that cryo abyss mage. there's a hidden corner in the tavern he likes to sit at on his break, and right now... well... he's just aching and yearning to shove her head down his throbbing cock, facefucking her until her voice is hoarse. but does it end there? of course not, we all know how dedicated diluc is. he'll tease her back afterwards, but double the amount she teased him. triple, even. tease her tenfold.

i'd love a fic of this, if you'd be so willing to indulge me :)

Hell ya I totally see this

Your an absolute genius I applaud you

Note: Afab reader

Also this a lil long I got carried away 😔

God damn would be punish you it’d be delicious you’d be begging for more punishment and teasing him for the next week

You always tease him it’s practically your job other then serving drinks at the bar

Your cute little uniform skirt that you rolled up so you ass hangs out bounces at every little step you take

Dilucs eyes are trained on you and you only not even looking at the filthy men who who ask him for a drink to give you

His anger only grows when he notices Kaeya smirking and teasing him as well

When You finally round the counter Diluc grabs your wrist and angrily whispers

“What the bell are you doing showing your ass off? Keep this little game of your up and I’ll won’t wait till the bar closes to punish you..”

God how badly you want him to just bend you over his knee right now in front of everyone and punish you

Looks like you will have to keep playing this game

After another 10 minutes of your little game diluc threw the rag he was cleaning the glasses with and waved off the other bartender that he was going on break

On his way to the second floor Diluc grabbed your wrist and pulled you up the stairs

Good thing he kept the upstairs empty tonight, he even had the mercy of pulling you into the farthest corner to hide

Diluc roughly slammed you into on the tables, flipped up your skimpy skirt and frowned at the sight of your bare ass

“No underwear? My, my you were waiting for me to punish you, hm dear? Well I won’t be so merciful tonight. You can count on it.”

He roughly smacked you ass, you groaned at the pain but not without a whimper

Diluc kept his knee under your cunt, every slap you were given came with a hop of his knee

“Starr counting, mess up once and we start over, understand? You’ll learn that being a brat doesn’t get you anywhere”

The rag he had tossed over he shoulder was now gently placed under your chin, how sweet of him to still think of your comfort even while being punished.

After a good 20 minutes, long since he break was over, you were a sobbing mess, being denied orgasm after orgasm and slap after slap

The muscled man sat on the chair and pulled you between his meaty thighs

“Undo my belt baby, comon, your gonna suck me off”

He rested his cheek against his hand, the sight was so beautiful, his legs spread wide open just for you and was just truly a sight for sore eyes when you pulled his pants to his ankles

“Spit, spit on it baby, ah! Good girl” you obediently listened to him and suckled on his red bulbous tip

It wasn’t long before he gripped your hair tightly and tugged you down on his entire length

Red hair now messy and his beautiful baby hair now sweaty and stuck with red strands of hair

He occasionally threw his head back when you hollowed your cheeks and sucked like your life depended on it

“Hah!haaaah just like that! Good girlll good fucking g-girl..!” A breathy chuckle escaped his swollen lips from him biting them to keep himself quiet.

Drool dripped of your lips and onto his manhood and gurgles and chocked sobs left your mouth as well

Diluc readjusted his grip on your head and started quickly thrusting into your mouth

His hot and heavy tip kissing the back of your throat deliciously before his thick seed entered your mouth

Some dropped off your lips and onto the floor when he pulled out of your mouth, he smiled down at you and smirked at your teary puppy eyes

“Atta girl…”

It’s long I apologize but I hope you guys like it!!!

#belovedluc #diluc drabbles #diluc imagines #diluc smut #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr #diluc #diluc fluff #diluc x y/n #genshin smut #diluc ragnivindr x you #diluc ragnivindr smut #diluc ravgnvindr #genshin impact smut #genshin impact

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svnflowerkae · 1 year

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Hi❤️💙🥰

I wanted to req for abyss lumine x sub reader, where lumine is a mean dom as she degrades the reader and fucks them crazy🤌

Idk y but i am really getting crazy thinking abt this 🤩

Thanks ❤️🥰

Hiii!! First thing first thank you for your request! This is my first time writing a meandom! characater so i hope it will good! AND OMG ABYSS LUMINE I'M SO DOWN BAD FOR HER 🥴. Also sorry if this will not enough long and remember that my first language isn't english so sorry if there will be any grammar errors! Enjoy!!!

Abyss meandom! Lumine x sub!reader

tw: reader calls Lumine master, choking, mention of nipple play, overstimulation, sub!reader, meandom!Lumine, pet names (puppy and pet), degrading kink, slight spit kink, reader has no specified genitalia, slap face (literally just once), reader calls Lumine mommy.

"M-master please" tears running down on your face as your breath hitches when you grind against Lumine's knee. How many times did she edged you? 5? 10? maybe even more than that if it it was possible, and if you remember well since your brain was just a blank space to all the pleasere you were feeling.

"Awww pet, look at you, so cute with all that puffy eyes from crying" she says, smirk on her face as she pinches your nipples. A gasp leaving your lips as you search for more friction. You were, once again, so close.

"Do't you dare cumming, puppy" her hand now having a tight grip on your chin. You look her in the eyes, tears continue to run down your face.

"Master but I- mhp" a moan leaving your mouth as Lumine touches your bottom lip and then purting her tumb in your mouth.

"Good puppy, i want you like this. Suck on my thumb and we'll see if you're good enough to cum"

You watch Lumine with puppy eyes. You could feel yourself becoming wetter and wetter and the knot in your stomach could snap in anymoment, desperation on your face as you try to beg Lumine with your eyes.

Lumine laughs. Not gonna lie but she was getting wet just by watching you being so needy and desperate to cum. She also loved how you could be so submissive.

As you were cumming on her knee she fakes a dramatic gasp.

"Ow puppy..What I told you? You could have just waited a little more and you would cum. Naughty naughty pet" she shock her head, like if she was deluded by you. She gets behind you, cupoing your cheeks.

"Now what about I keep edging you for all the night?"

You whine. You wish you could reply but your orgasm completely made your mind blank, only moans and gasps leaving your lips.

"Y/N, answer me" her tone stern as she gives you a little tap on your cheek and then a slap. You moan and you swear you become much wetter.

"Master, please, please I beg you, pretty please" tears coming out of your eyes once again.

Lumine kisses your neck, one hand on youe check and the other squeezing your chest.

"I know puppy I know" she sighs as she licks the hickey on your neck. "Well, since you're begging so so cutely what about you cum, mh? You want to cum for your mommy? Pleasing her by being a good little pet?"

"Yes mommy, please. I can be your good pet and cum for you. Wanna please you." You move your hips, in search of something to give friction. You wanted to be her good pet, making her proud of you. Her hand coming down to your chest and going near to where you needed the most.

Lumine's hand now playing with your sensitive part. Lots of moans leaving from you. Lumine gasps in your ear, almost as a way to mocking you and making you cum faster.

"Look at my good pet, there you are baby. You're so good for me, arent' you?" she kisses your head as you move your hips faster and faster, the knot in your stomach was, once again, to untie.

"M-master ah..mhp..fuck yes...I'm cumming, i'm going to cum ah~..Master" you whine and a loud moan goes out fron you lips, hips tremblimg as you cum.

"There you are, mh~ such a good little baby for me." Lumine takes your face and kisses you, gasps and moans leaving both from both of you.

There's a string of saliva when you two interrupt the kiss.

"What you say after your master makes you cum?" she asks, an eyebrow raised as she waits for your response.

"Thank you, Master"

#lumine x reader #lumine x reader smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x reader smut #dom!lumine x reader #abyss!lumine

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ipromiseimawriter · 3 months

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yeah it's 2 am DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT

the thing about pandora hearts is. IS. that it truly revolutionized the way i view storytelling when i was a teenager and also probably forever. anytime i am too afraid to try something new, i just look back over my shoulder and think of what this series was capable of over the course of its publication!! like holy shit i didn't even pick it up until years into its run (about 2010) but IT DID SO MUCH

the thing is!!! this is a story that did not pull its punches it DID NOT dull its teeth, it only got darker and more brutal as time went on and as the curtains were pulled back on the narrative. and what else could it do? we're led through the narrative by oz, who is trying to understand the significance of what happened to him (getting thrown into the abyss for ten years for the sin of existing????). he is having to pull on countless strings that are purposefully obscuring the truth from him, and most everyone around him. of course it's gonna end up being a NIGHTMARE.

BUT. BUT.

this is a tragedy, about war and the struggle of dying regimes in an insane fantasy landscape, about power and madness and the price of hubris (and also alice in wonderland?). and it's also a story about love, about reclaiming yourself when everything from fate to those who you should've been able to trust try to take your personhood and claim it for their own. it's about the shit you're never going to forgive yourself for, how grief can mangle and destroy your heart if you let it. it's about the shit you HAVE to forgive yourself for or you're never going to get any better.

it's about love. about choosing who you love, and them choosing you back, even at your worst and especially at your worst. (love as a savior, love as damnation, love as a purgatorial fear.) love and hope are both bloody-knuckled in this series, and it's so well-earned the whole way through the despair.

(and i don't even really mean it in the romantic sense, but it can also be that way! definitely!! but i mean it in every sense, every kind. holy shit.)

also yes speaking as the guy who was strongly influenced to change their name bc of this series (dw about it), it also feels in retrospect like this insane set of queer allegories. maybe i'm biased (i definitely am). but i get it, i still get it and i probably get it even better now!

anyway uh. lol you should read it sometime, it kinda slaps

#pandora hearts #after hours journal #DW ABOUT IT OK IT'S 2024 AN D WE NEVER LEFT #yes i am a Supernatural Guy (TM). and a bunch of other stuff #but. we do NOT forget our roots here.

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lorkai · 1 month

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: I wrote this a while back and recently was thinking "hey maybe tumblr folks would like this", I'm not used to write character x character, but these two are adorable and have my whole heart. I loved Venti at first sight when I started playing genshin and wrote tons of fics for him that I probably gonna post later. You can also read this fic on AO3.

Warm gusts of wind blew across her face, sending beads of sweat down her forehead as she ran up the hill, the smell of sunflowers dancing over her messy bangs as she forced her weak legs to keep running.

Normally Lumine would fight the monsters chasing her with the greatest pleasure. Fighting was what she had been doing since she woke up, but today her whole body was screaming for mercy and rest and she wasn't going to deny herself that, after having spent the day fighting hilichurls and abyss sorcerers, doing guild missions and entering multiple domains. All she could do now was run, run and hope her glider worked, any other time she would laugh at the way the stiff wings over her back made her feel. Now she just wanted those same wings to carry her to the safety of solid ground and away from these creatures.

Her heart beat quickly inside her chest as she spared one last look back. Everything was a mess, but she hoped Kaeya's ingenious plan would work - she was the bait everyone was chasing up the hill, but what the monsters didn't know was that a huge siege had been set up to defeat them.

"Don't worry." Paimon muttered.

The fairy pointed to Amber and her bow ready under one of the branches, to Kaeya and Jean hidden in the shadows of the leafy trees. The little fairy knew that Lumine's soft and empathetic heart wanted to continue fighting alongside her friends, but she would stop her this time. Her little hands gently pushing her friend's shoulders to encourage her to keep going.

"They'll be fine, come on, you promised Paimon we'd eat sticky honey roast." Paimon let out a small scream, making Lumine let out a long sigh and massaging her sore ears.

But she couldn't disagree with the fairy; her friends were strong. From all sides, Favonius' knights were attacking without mercy. Lumine's eyes followed every blow of cryo, pyro and anemo that flew everywhere. The ingenuity of the hilichurls and metachurls had cost them a lot and, if by chance, one of them survived the attack, they would certainly think and plan better next time.

Tired, the girl approached the cliff with slow steps, the tall grass brushing her ankles in a way that made her laugh softly. She would meet them down there anyway according to plan. Her job was done and she could leave without worrying about one of her friends getting hurt.

Lumine observed the way the terrain spread out in cobblestones, mud puddles still present due to the recurring rain that had ravaged Mondstadt these last few days. For a second she almost wanted to stand and admire the view, but finally she jumped. Paimon following closely behind her.

The wind enveloped her completely, as if it hugged her and invited her to glide without ever touching the ground again. The feeling of being in the air was freeing, freeing from the pressure of continually having to look for her brother without ever finding him, from the pressure of helping everyone just because she could and was strong. Lumine was a warrior, one who had been fighting forever, traveling world after world, one who had seen and defeated many monsters with her brother. And a warrior only stops fighting when no one needs them anymore; people still needed her - but now, the girl would rest.

When she reached a safe distance, Lumine activated her glider. Its long, white wings spread like those of an eagle, but instead of gliding they do nothing to stop its free fall. It's desperate; Her eyes widen, filling with tears as the wind whistles loudly in her ears and slaps her face repeatedly. As she sees herself quickly falling towards the abyss, Paimon screams and tries to grab her arms.

But it is flawed. The little fairy is unable to stop her friend from falling. And there is no one who can help now.

As she fall, shaking, Lumine thinks about her brother and how alone he will be. She think about the little fairy at her side, about all the Genius Invokation TCG rounds she won, about all of Venti's bad performances, about the archery lessons she took with Amber, about looking for Diona's cats, about the games with Klee and the incredible drinks that Diluc offered her after a tiring day. She remembers Jean's smile and Kaeya's silly comments.

Lumine opens her teary eyes, puts her hands together and uses her Anemo energy in order to stop her fall. She is moving too fast, falling as fast as the tears that soak her amber eyes, the wind that invited her was now the wind that carried her to her death, somewhere above she hears loud noises. Maybe, screams.

The ground is close now. Nothing and no one can stop it; or better said, the only person who can command the wind to his will would be Venti. The young woman's heart sank knowing that he was far away and that again he would lose someone he loved; her eyes close, the breath is lost in her lungs and she waits. She waits to fall and hit the ground, waits for a second of pain before disappearing from this world. But nothing happens.

"Come on, open your eyes!" A familiar voice whispers in her ears. And she feels herself shaking from head to toe.

Despite his small and graceful figure, Barbatos holds her in a gentle grip, hands entwining the young woman's waist as he looks at her with great care.

Lumine looks at Venti in surprise, grateful for his quick intervention. In his arms the girl trembles slightly, fear and apprehension, and gratitude flooding her chest as she realizes the gravity of the latest events. Beside her, Paimon flies over them both, unable to chant any words or make any sound, which only makes everything even more serious.

"Thanks." Lumine whispers with a shaky voice. Death is something that naturally surrounds her, but even for someone like her, death is scary. "Thank you, Venti. You saved me." She repeats, wiping her eyes as she hugs him tighter to herself.

There are things they share through their complicit looks, fear was the main emotion. The hug becomes stronger, suffocating, but neither of them moves away from the other for even a second as Venti uses his powers to slowly bring them to the ground. The bard looks at her tenderly, caressing her cheek with one of his hands and he speaks, his tone full of affectionate mockery. "I would be more than happy to reciprocate your feelings, Lumine. You didn't need to fall for me."

The girl smiles and rolls her eyes.

"How did you get here?"

It was a silly question. But for more than two hours he had been playing his harp and drinking as he always did, Diluc had sent her a bloody look when she left the tavern in the company of Kaeya and Amber. It didn't make sense for the bard to be there at that moment, he would have to travel for at least forty minutes to get there. Either way, she was happy he was there.

"I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere," Venti smiled for a brief moment. "I am like the wind and the wind told me that someone I care about was in danger."

The traveler nodded, seeming satisfied with the answer. Her feet finally touched the ground after a few seconds, but Lumine was still clinging to his green cape and refusing to leave his personal space. She was like a little leech invited to stay and Venti didn't mind that at all, letting her rest her face on his shoulder, breathe the fresh air again and, most importantly, feel alive, free from fear.

For someone who always made so many jokes and always had a smile on his face, Venti was quiet now, slowly taking Lumine with him to sit on the soft grass and lean against an old oak tree. The whole time he was holding her. The anemo archon deep inside was also afraid. He was afraid of losing Dvalin, of losing Mondstadt and losing her, the girl who slowly made him lose his barriers and saw him like no one in a long time had been able to.

"Everything will be fine." He assured her gently. One of his hands found its way to her blonde hair, playing with it as she looked at him completely exhausted. "I'm here now, nothing could hurt you."

Lumine forced a smile, her eyelids slowly closing. If exhaustion was consuming her before, after seeing her entire life flash before her eyes and imagining a future in which she would not be present, Lumine would need to hibernate for another five hundred years in order to recover from such past emotion. Sweat stuck to her complexion, mud stained her dress, but she could only feel a comfortable warmth as she continued to spoon the bard.

Beside her, Paimon hugged her arms, half trembling, half trying to appear stronger than she really was, and Lumine pulled the fairy closer until she was in the middle of the two. Like a child. Like their child.

"I know." She whispered.

Lumine knew that she would always be safe and sound if Venti was by her side. She knew that he would take care of herself, her injuries, that he would listen to her anxieties and fears, and that he would then motivate her to get up another day and try again. She knew she had a home in him just as he had one in her, she knew she could wake up after a nightmare and seek comfort in his arms, in his lyre and his singing, she knew that his husky voice after waking up would make her smile as much as the his messy hair. It was the little things that showed her that no matter what happened, Venti would be there for her.

For now, however, they could enjoy the rest and the silence, and the fact that they were still together and would be together for many years to come.

#genshin impact #genshin lumine #genshin venti #venlumi #lumiven #venti x lumine #lumine x venti #genshin venlumi #genshin lumiven #genshin paimon #lumine #venti #paimon

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recurring-polynya · 1 year

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So, I have just finished watching Love Between Fairy and Devil, and I thought I would write up my thoughts on it.

TL;DR version: It slapped and you should watch it.

Slightly longer version: I remember watching the first episode and there were a lot of computer effects and people waving their arms around doing Naruto jutsus and I thought "this is kinda silly but I'm gonna stick with it for a few more eps" and by the end, I was so into everything about this show.

Things that are great about it:

The leads are both incredible actors and it would be worth watching the show just for the facial expressions they make at each other

The love story has such a good balance of "love is an incredibly powerful things" and "love is a thing you build, it is a thing you choose"

Orchid, as a protagonist, was full of love and pacifism, and the show did not make her compromise that

The romance was Big and Epic and full of grand gestures, but it was also cute and supportive and it felt like they actually liked each other and would have had a healthy and supportive relationship if certain evil gods would give them, like, 5 minutes to just exist, you know?

Wonderful fun, meaty supporting cast

The plot had several distinct arcs that kept the show interesting and fresh throughout its length. The Lucheng arc was my favorite.

The world-building was ridiculous and I loved it. There were, what, 5 different versions of Arbiter Hall by the end and I did not care. I would remodel my house to look like Arbiter Hall, if possible. Every place was called something like the "Spirit Shattering Abyss" or the "Soul Transformation Cauldron." I loved the way they would slam you with worldbuilding out of nowhere, like "We are going to inject you with the Bone-Devouring Spikes" and everyone was like "Not the Bone-Devouring Spikes!!" and I was hooting and hollering, I simply love this shit.

Every single thing Dongfang Qingcang wore

45 minute episodes! The perfect length for an episode!

Additional thoughts with spoilers below the cut

I feel like Shangque was built in a lab for me to love him. Surprising no one: I did

💕💖 Jieli and her crimes 💖💕

Changheng wins the #2 prize for "character my affections have done a 180 for", coming in second only to Steve Harrington in Season 2 of Stranger Things. It was 100% due to his himbo stint as Xiao Run, but I continued to like him afterwards. Much like Steve, getting dumped turned out to do incredible things for his character.

Danyin was such a wild character, and I am obsessed with her. She was a bitch and then she went ride-or-die for Orchid, and she broke the law a few time, briefly had a dick, got hit by a car, died a few more times, and turned out cool at the end. I love her.

I liked the way every time DFQC or Orchid had a Nostalgia Montage, they showed the Cloud Whale

The first arc was so precious in retrospect and I loved every time they flashed back to it

Remember the time during the Lucheng arc after DFQC and Xiao Run skipped school to play soccer and DFQC looked straight into the camera and said "Ball is life"? That was magical.

Remember the time DFQC and Changheng went to go see the Arbiter and her Swole Magical Dragon Husband in whatever secret dimension they were banished to, and the Arbiter turned to her husband and was like "Fuck him up" and he did??? Couple goals.

Shangque should have turned into a dragon more often

Lady Chidi was a really cool character and I felt like she really got shafted. I did like that DFQC poured one out for her after she died, I really respected that.

Too much Rong Hao. I felt like the show was trying to get me to sympathize with him and I simply refused.

Xunfeng!!! He was such a bitch and I loved him so much!!!

The show sort of sprawled and gave the characters a lot of room to stretch and breath and I loved that. There was a scene where Orchid and Shangque stood around and had a conversation about how much they both loved DFQC and Jieli even though they are both mildly awful, and I loved this for all of us.

I also loved the scenes where Xunfeng would tell Orchid "my brother has duties toward Cangyan Sea that are bigger than you and I think you should die for him" and she was like "I agree actually and maybe I will". Their energy was insane.

The tribulation mechanic (characters could go live a lifetime as a human where they lost all their immortal memories for the time and could get plus-ups from this, but it put their immortal soul at risk) was really interesting, both narratively and as worldbuilding and I will be thinking about this for a while

Danyin's dad was such a shitty boomer dad, I loved to hate him!! I think maybe he died, because we didn't see him after the timeskip. Mr. P and I discussed this and at first, we hoped he was dead, but then we decided we hoped he *wasn't* dead so that he has to put up with Jieli bringing her himbo husband and all of her horrible adopted street urchins to his house every Thanksgiving.

Speaking of which, I hope that Danyin starts challenging Shangque to swordfights at family gatherings. Just, you know, one sword bro to another, all in good fun.

I was really worried the show was going to try to pair up Changheng and Danyin at the end. A few episodes from the end, I said that my dream ending would be for Changheng's awful brother to die, Changheng becomes the new lord of Shuiyuntian and Danyin becomes his advisor. That would leave it ambiguous, so that anyone who *did* ship them could assume it happened eventually, after they built a real relationship based on mutual respect. As it turned out, I think I loved the actual ending, where Changheng takes a gap year to backpack around the Human World and Danyin is like "I'm gonna take your job actually" and he's like "Hey, good luck! btw you're cool and I'm sorry I didn't reciprocate your crush" and she's like "Don't mention it, also, we're gender neutral besties now because I say so" and he's like "Based." Anyway, I'm mildly peeved that Changheng's awful brother basically didn't face any consequences, but other than that, I love this for everyone.

Speaking of the ending, why does every Asian drama end with someone dying, a somewhat inconvenient period of time passes, and then they come back with no real explanation? This is so specific and I think I have seen at least five dramas that end this way. I do not love it. I mean, the end wasn't terrible, but I definitely lost the thread of what was going on in the last episode. I was really hoping that DFQC and Orchid had switched bodies one more time at the end to screw Taisui, and I stand by that would have been a better ending.

Anyway, absolutely fantastic show. Loved it, would recommend, will probably watch it again at some point.

#love between fairy and devil #for the record mr p loved it too and i suspect we are going to be shouting lines from this show at each other for years to come #if you like bleach this show was very bleach #orchid 🤝orihime #there was a central 46 #there was a point where i yelled 'lady chidi's execution has been moved up!!' at the tv

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lilac-cat-draws · 2 years

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I’ve been wanting to try this for months but didn’t have the time to do this and I had to update my selected characters for this whenever a new patch came out

I don’t know who originally made this template

Also some explanations why I chose these characters:

First 5*: Lost the 50 50 on Yoimiya but I thought she was pretty good

Favourite 5*: Pretty self explanatory, I was glad he finally came home in his rerun

Most Recent 5*: Pulled him for his character and still don’t regret getting him. He’s also surprisingly good against shielded Mitachurls and Electro Abyss mages

Most Wanted 5*: Failed to get him on his rerun and I’m gonna try again on the next one

Strongest 5*: Got her twice in a row from a random pull and just slapped together a build that surprisingly works for her

Favourite dps: He’s really good along side Raiden and Ayaka and also I just love his character

Favourite sub-dps: There were way too many times where his shield and skill saved my team from the brink of death

Favourite Healer/Sup: Had him on my team the longest when I was still pretty new to the game, also he’s a good boy

Favourite 4*: Been eyeing this guy since his first appearance and is perfect for my Geo team, and also another good boy

Strongest 4*: He deals so much more damage than what my Raiden could do

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forthedancingandthethriving · 5 months

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CPU: I don’t give a fuck.

Narrator: He gave many.

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Waiter: Kids 11 and under eat for free.

Mario: What a coincidence! My niece and nephew here are 10!

Lil Coding and Lily: *visibly confused*

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Nimbus: I like it when guys roll up their sleeves to show off their forearms.

Ambrosia, looking down to see he only has two arms: Fuck.

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Lil Coding: You know what would be a good idea?

Cody: The opposite of whatever you’re about to say?

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Plurality: Hey, take a look at this pretty artwork I found!

Elanore: This is a mirror. All I see is my face?

Plurality: *smiles*

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Luigi: That doesn’t make any sense!

Mr L: It doesn’t have to, I have a monster truck!

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Mario: Would you slap your dads for one million bucks each?

Lil Coding: Full force.

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Meggy: I think my bread is done!

Meggy: *opens the oven as flames pour out*

Meggy: *closes the oven* I’m gonna give it a few more minutes..

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Boopkins: No one ever says they don’t like you to your face.

Bob: You and I have led very different lives.

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Supervisor: I fixed it!

Warden: What did you fix?

Supervisor: Everything!

*alarms start going off*

Supervisor: .. except that.

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Luigi: Mario that was a stop sign!

Mario: I’ll stop twice on the way back.

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Mario: Juliano isn’t alone! He has us!

Lily: Yeah! Even when he wants to be alone we won’t let him.

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SMG4: Wait a minute, you don’t go TOWARDS the weird scary sound!

SMG3: Yes we do. We always do.

SMG4: I hate that about us.

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SMG4: Why are you all out in the rain?

Root, with an umbrella: I like splashing in the puddles!

Lil Coding, holding a lightning rod: We're trying to get hit by lightning.

Plurality, also holding a lightning rod: We're trying to get supercharged.

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Sage: One day, someone will think about us for the last time in eternity. Then we will be forgotten by the world and the universe.

Bowser Jr: Not if I eat the Mona Lisa.

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Abyssal: How is "pretty boy" an insult to Overseer?! He's the prettiest goddamn boy there is!

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Tulip: FUCK! I am full of LOVE! *kicks down a door*

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Bob: When I get murdered can you make sure I become an unsolved case?

Tari: What??

Bob: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved.

Tari: Can we go back to the part where you said “when I get murdered”?

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jaynovz · 1 year

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for the fanfic ask game: what work of yours do you feel is the most underappreciated/do you wish got more attention? could we have a small sample of a bit you like?

Okay I thought about this for a long time, cuz I WANTED to say the FlintMadi series or maybe hanahaki or petplay ot4. honorable mentions lol.

But I think the True answer is the John Silver backstory aka a stained glass variation of the truth.

I knew when writing it that like maybe a handful of ppl were EVER gonna engage with this for multiple stacking reasons: the dark subject matter, the underage archive warning, the huge amount of OCs, the Silver/OMC. Lotta death knells for readership lol

but guys I'm SO fucking proud of it and I've read basically every other Silver backstory and mine sort of stands alone in being the most extensive and focused example, by which I mean it doesn't venture into canon events, it tells its own story and is a true prequel (perhaps another death knell lmao) but yeah I'm just really proudddddddddddddd of that okay, I did SO MUCH historical research and historical WRITING isn't my strong suit but I killed it

oh also just to like, clarify, I subscribe to the "all and none" Silver backstory mindset. Meaning that, anything we can dream up could be correct and also there's no answer, these facts exist in my mind simultaneously. What they did in the show, leaving it up to the viewer, leaving it implicit? Yeah that was some fucking MASTERCRAFT and I don't mean to say that one *needs* a Silver backstory per se.

So yeah me writing it wasn't some be-all-end-all statement, but it Was an intensive character study exercise for why I thought he might turn out the way he did.

Anyway, I do not expect this answer to get literally anyone who hasn't already read it to check it out but there it is! thank you for asking <3

and yes here's your excerpt--

The voice John knew well raged inside--venomous, accusing.

Weak. He had to rescue you because you are weak. And now he’s dead. Just like everyone else.

Belatedly, John realized Solomon had been his friend. He had cared about John beyond his usefulness or their alliance. For as skilled as he was at reading people, sussing out their wants, their needs, their tells like the hidden flesh in a mollusc… John had utterly misread Solomon. In the moment, it had seemed so clear-cut, but in retrospect...

He remembered months spent joking warmly, sharing the toil, taking meals together, playing cards, privately mocking the worst of the crew, and telling lie after extravagant lie to one-up each other. They’d been set apart from the other boys, both too clever by half, opportunists who understood each other almost too well. Solomon was always teaching John--how to scale the rigging, the nautical knots, the best hiding places on a ship. He remembered the easy affection the older boy had expressed and the wedge it had driven between them, that John had put there. The recollection pained him and he slapped the side of the ship in anger. As usual, John was too late to recognize and appreciate anything good.

No. A rational voice pushed back. Solomon was a fool.

A mistake. It was a mistake to care about him, it was a mistake to care about anyone but yourself. Solomon had cared about John and what had been his reward? To die, to be forgotten, to be filled up with water and subsumed into the abyss.

In the end, boys like John, like Solomon, mattered to no one. Not to the crew of this ship, nor to the ferocious, unknowable sea, nor to the machinations and fates of the larger world. Boys like them had to make their own safety--carve a spot for themselves by whatever means necessary, be it force or duplicity. He'd learned, many times over, that caring too much for the well-being of other people was wholly incompatible with this goal.

I won't make their mistakes.

The next day it was business as usual for the crew of the Bridgewater; the storm had calmed and they weighed anchor. The drunken man who'd attacked John went unpunished. Indeed the entire event went unremarked upon, as none of the other crew asked after the missing cabin boy.

John had a surreal sense of deja vu; again, it was as if it hadn’t happened at all.

And isn’t that easier? To let it fade into irrelevance?

The other boys eyed the empty spot next to John, but said nothing. They were meek shadows, poor beaten things, colorless compared to all that had been his friend. Numbly, he completed his daily chores, all too aware of the heaviness of the workload. That which used to be split, yoked over two sets of shoulders to lessen the burden, was now his responsibility alone.

Tom. Scrap. Ollie. Lizzie. Mary.

Solomon.

Despite his best efforts, it was yet another name he would try and fail to forget.

#thoughts #the silver backstory #ask game #etoilesombre #ffwf #fanfic writer friday #yes im aware it's no longer friday i got kinda rip roaring blitzed and watched media and got DISTRACTED okay #my writing #john silver #black sails

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kenas-artstuff · 11 months

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Hello! i'm getting the brainworms so i apologize for the length of this ask and if it's not that coherent

So on the subject on MiA with adult protagonists i'm thinking about the potential with like Riko getting to have her first true adventure and taste of freedom after a shitty childhood (or lack of thereof), finally getting to experience new things even as a young adult is still such a cathartic experience and can cause childlike wonder. it's relatable and still tragic in a way so there's no loss at her not being a kid!!

She can still be knowledgeable and kind despite what happened to her and realistically a bit oblivious bc let's be real early 20s are a confusing mess for anyone. i think she might even hit it off still very well with a Prushka around her age bc there could be a contrast and wonder in Riko's early life without her parents, and Prushka who despite being in the Abyss still somehow had a parent (parents?? depending on how you picture the Umbra Hands when they're not in factory reset mode) and some semblance of a childhood. Their time together might be too short for that if sticking with canon but i'm a bit weak for Prushka introducing Riko to basic childhood experiences that she didn't really have bc of the orphanage and how much it sucked

Riko and Reg being young adults could still 100% cause them to be treated like inexperienced children by other delvers bc it is essentially what they are. and it would make more sense i think that ppl just let them go into the Abyss in this case instead of just accepting that a bunch of little kids are going down there unsupervised like in canon yknow. sure it's a fucked up world but what the hell

It's clear that MiA doesn't need the main cast to be children bc it's shown plenty that it can do shock value if it needs to. hell one of my favorite scenes is still the one with Gyarike in the field of Eternal Fortunes; the state the delvers are in the and powerlessness of Reg & co next to Gyarike who is much more experienced, pragmatic, and here to do what must be done works so incredibly well in my opinion. it hits hard and is a wonderful slap to get you back into what MiA is like if you experience it through the movie

There would still be enough shock value, there would be wonders and discoveries, there would still be Horrors, but at the very least we wouldn't have to experience the author being a creep 💀 your rewrite is just gonna become the canon in my mind truly

YES SO MUCH YES TO ALL OF THIS!!!!

I'm especially a fan of your point abt Riko and Reg being treated like the inexperienced rookies they are, and omg I didn't even think of the logistics of whole adults just letting 12 year olds go on a suicide mission. jesus fuck man O_O This just cements my decision to make them adults even more LOL

Also the point of Riko being able to enjoy a wondrous, free second childhood in the abyss because she had to grow up basically ostriziced and put under her mother's shadow, all while being stuck in Orth as her friends kept growing up and delving deeper and deeper... FUCK MAN... This makes me think of what to change her title to bc at first i was thinking of "Sovereign of Hope" instead of Children, but with this context, she could also be the "Sovereign of Wonder" or "Truth"... SO MANY POSSIBILITIES

AND THEN PRUSHKA, who I always imagined to be just a bit older than Riko, would be a wonderful opportunity to show Riko that sort of family and childhood bond, and having true friends and doing fun little things together! ESPECIALLY to show Riko that she ALREADY ACQUIRED THOSE in Reg and Nanachi, and was just too focused on the abyss and finding her mom (coughLive up to her mom's projected legacycough) to really notice what kind of bonds she actually formed - and all that VERY neatly ties into the whole theme of bonds between people and their shared wishes!!!

Ahhhh thanks for all the brainworms I am eating them up like crazy >>>>>>:)

#kena answers #made in abyss #mia rewrite

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plib0 · 1 year

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Revenge (Solangelo)

Warning: Smut

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Will was angry. No, not just angry, he was furious. Nico had gotten them caught last time making so much noise, Will pondered how he could be so loud.

Usually Will would be making the noise, but that time was different somehow? Anyway, Will's mind wandered off into the abyss, thinking of ways to torture Nico, in every sexual way that you could think of. Then Will had it, the plan!

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Nico was alone, just in his large t-shirt and boxers. Nico was keeping quiet to himself out of embarrassment. He stayed in his cabin wondering why he was so submissive, it wasn't like him.

Then someone knocked on the door, it was Will. Yet the knocking wasn't like Will, it was more aggressive than normal. Will, calmly said from the outside, "Nico open your door". It was kind of frightening for Nico, never seeing will this mad.

Nico opened the door quickly and Will entered like lightning. Will shut the door FAST, and got down to business. Nico always had many kinks, and one was slapping, one that they shared. Will pulled him into a fierce kiss, and started slapping his ass. Nico was surprised and awestruck seeing Will like this, and yet his cock sprung up in his pants. Will pulled away after ten seconds off what seemed to be pure bliss for Nico, and kept slapping Nico's ass. "Strip now", said Will, very sternly. Nico complied, now just in his boxers, which wasn't enough for Will.

Will knew that Nico had toys and handcuffs, so Will dashed over and retrieved them from the closet. He handcuffed Nico to the bed and started to palm him. Nico started to moan loudly, trying not to think of the stimulation. Nico, now set into a horny mindset, started to beg Will to stop teasing him. Will kept going without a second thought, and did it faster. "St-Stop Wil-ahh", Nico begged, "I'm gonna come at this rate!". Will obliged, and stopped, and then started to dry hump him, making Nico extremely wet. This made Nico moan impossibly loud. Before Nico came, Will stopped and pulled out a vibrator. "I have an ultimatum", Will said, "Either you be a good boy, and I strip you and use this on you, or you can misbehave and watch me use it on myself". Nico wanted to come, but also wanted Will to suffer with him, giving his time to free himself. Nico denied, and was stripped from his boxers, and had to watch in agony while Will stripped too, and used the vibrator on himself.

Will did as much horny and kinky things so that Nico would come himself, and would leave an opening to punishment. Yet Nico had other ideas. Nico took a while to free himself, and while he had been doing that, Will did more motions to get himself to come. Will kept loudly moaning to stimulate Nico, making it unbearable, but Nico kept on trying to free himself. Nico freed himself, somehow not coming himself. Nico pounced on Will with a glare, Will now terrified of what Nico would do to him now.

'Now I'm the one in control', said Nico, slapping Will's bare ass. "Get on your ass", demanded Nico, "And make it quick". Will did it quickly, and was handcuffed where Nico was. Will had whimpered something quietly, and Nico somewhat heard. "What did you say?", Nico said with a smirk. "I messed up", Will grumbled. "That's right my pretty boy", Nico said cockily, "Now it's your time to suffer". Nico started getting into the one in control, starting with eating Will's ass, which was his main kink.

Will started to moan in a high pitch, which turned Nico on even more as he kept going. "N-Nic-Oo, I'm sor-ahh", said Will in between moans. Then Nico went for the balls, and started sucking. At this point, Will was overstimulated, and came. "Did I say that you could do that?", asked Nico, "The answer is no, correct?". Will mumbled something, and Nico asked, "What was that?". Will said, "No", "Good boy, now do you want me to clean the mess or no?", said Nico. Will mumbled again, this time Nico said, "Say it louder". "No", Will said softly. "Louder", "No", "LOUDER", "NO, I DON'T WANT YOU TO CLEAN IT UP, I WANT YOU". Nico grinned, just what he had hoped for. Nico uncuffed Will, and made him get on all fours. Nico had started to push in with his now fresh and hard cock. Will was wincing, but still getting stimulated. Then suddenly, Nico thrusted in as fast as he could, and loud moans could be heard from the cabin. Nico fucked Will fast and hard, and Will couldn't comprehend anything anymore. Will thought he was on cloud nine, and was in the the best area of Olympus. Moans were the only things that could come out of Will's mouth, and his freshly hard cock was now being held onto by Nico. Nico fucked harder and harder somehow, and started to rub Will's cock.

The overstimulation made Will come onto the bed, and staining the black sheets, While Nico still kept going for another 2 minutes. Nico had finally came into Will, filling him like no other day. They both collapsed onto the bed, Nico on top of Will, still dripping come. "Was I too hard?", Nico asked. "It was too *gasp* good", Will said as he was panting for air. "I don't think I can walk after this", Will said. "Better reason to stay in here with me", Nico responded.

Somehow Will dreaded and was desperate for it.

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Hello everyone, this is my first post ever and I hope it was alright. Tell me what I should do next!

#solangelo smut #nico di angelo #will solace

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kartificialdreams · 2 years

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Breaking

Chapter 1

2006

“I’m tired, I’m gonna head home!” I try yelling over the music to Takashi.

“Hold on a sec! I’ll go with but I gotta talk to Mikey first!”

“I’ll wait outside!”

I head outside, trying not to bump into anyone who could spill their drink on the dress Taka just made me. It’s freezing cold outside but it’s better than being surrounded by the drunks inside. I hear a few men catcalling, I rolled my eyes as one makes a handjob gesture.

“Awe c’mon don’t be like that cutie, we just wanna get to know ya.” They started to walk my direction.

“No thanks.” I walked a little closer to the street.

“We don’t bite. Promise.” Another guy lunged, grabbing my hand, the others surrounding me.

“Hey! Get off!” I kicked one in the balls, another in the stomach and elbowed one in the ribs.

“We got a fighter.” The one I elbowed smirked wickedly as he slapped me and grabbed a fist full of my hair.

The others joining, kicking me in return for the ones I dealt, they got a few good ones in before a voice rang out.

“Let her go.” What felt like an icy aura resonating from the source.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Doesn’t matter. He told you to let her go.” A different voice added.

“Back off 4 eyes I didn’t ask you.”

“Really wish I didn’t have to but~ not only have you hurt the girl and you’ve disrespected my dear little brother. For that, you’ll have to pay.”

“Take her, we’ll handle them.” Instantly, the one who was holding me took off.

He threw me over his shoulder and started to run down the street, my fists punching at his back, I wasn’t going anywhere without a fight.

“Stop you fucking bitch!” He growled.

I threw my body to the side, connecting myself with the concrete as I rolled him under me. His eyes wide as I threw punches at him.

With a huff, I get up, watching as he lies on the ground attempting to cover his face. I turn as someone whistles behind me.

“Damn princess, looks like you didn’t need help after all.” A tall lanky figure stalks towards me, a slightly shorter male to his left.

“I wouldn’t have been able to take all of them. So thanks.” I gave a weak smile before placing my hand on my abdomen, the pain starting to burst through.

“You took quite a few hits back there.” The one with glasses flatly spoke.

“Yeah. I’ll be fine. I need to head back.”

“What? Are you crazy? You literally just got snatched from there.” The lanky one twisted a braid with his baton.

‘Baton? Who the- fuck. Ran and Rindo fucking Haitani.’

“My brother’s back that way.” I push past them.

They walk back with me, keeping a short distance from me. We get back to the house, Takashi’s outside, phone to ear and looking around frantically, other members of Toman beside him.

“Taka!” I call for him.

He whips his head to look at me and runs to hug me, I wince from how tight he hugged me.

“Careful she had a few good beatings.” Ran calls.

Takashi notices who’s talking and gets ready to pick a fight.

“They helped me. They weren’t the ones who hurt me.” I place my hand on his shoulder, Taka looking shocked for a split second before regaining his composure.

“Thanks then. Let’s get you home.” He wraps his arm around my waist and head to his bike.

Ran stares as the taillight of Mitsuya’s motorcycle illuminates the black abyss.

“That was nice of you to help someone in need brother.” Rindo stares at his older brother.

Ran hums, still looking at the red light as it makes a turn, fully disappearing.

“Let’s go home. This party is gonna be boring as hell now.” Ran turns, both him and Rindo kicking the bodies they just beat up on the way.

‘She’s interesting.’ Ran thought, looking at the one she’d beaten.

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Hello! It’s been a long time since I’ve written so sorry if it’s a little on the short side. Please let me know if you like it! My idea for this is right person wrong time and ending on a bad note (past) to be enemies to lovers in the future!

Here’s a bit of background!

Older sister of Takashi, Luna and Mana. I wanted the reader to have a family and this is one of the more stable ones.

One year younger than Ran, same age as Rindo, 2 years older than Takashi. I wanted them to be of age, which I’m 2006 would make them 18.

Is semi part of Toman in younger days only to look after Takashi and his friends, hence why she can fight.

I wanted to make a reader thats isn’t completely helpless and can hold her own but also is a sweetheart?

I wanted to lay a foundation to where and how they met. Kinda love at first sight but knowing it on Ran’s side.

Doesn’t follow any real timeline. I wanted to give myself wiggle room. So no Ran vs. Mitsuya really, but Toman, other gangs and eventually Bonten do exist. So slight spoilers if you don’t know?

There will be eventual smut, talks of mental health, violence, jealousy, etc. So please read at your own discretion, 18+ only please.

Will use the typical Y/N, in future.

I don’t know if I’ll keep the title as ‘Breaking’ but I figured it’s good since it can mean a lot of things.

I’d love to interact more with you all and I’ll try to reply to you when I can! I’ll try posting as frequently as I can! Thank you! 💜

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