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KAYSON MY MAN🙏🙏🙏 I've been waiting
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Xanthus: "Oh you're with them?"
*yoinks you from existence*
Helloooo
Okay so I need some ideas, how would Dontis react if Xanthus was a traitor in some form (like working for the trimidian) or how would Xanthus and Dontis react to love if THEY were a traitor? (Can you tell that I’m obsessed with traitor AU’s)
AUs in particular are rather hard to imagine because it's not in their character to do that. Xanthus would never work for the Trimedian so I don't know.
If Love did then Xanthus would just kill them.
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I can't even lie I LOVE THESE RESPONSES😭
Like am I bothered by the "find out again next time!" and the ":)"? YES
But is this also entertaining? Absolutely😭😭😭
How would Isaac react if pickle tried to tickle him?
Does Elias like horror movies?
You said before that Isaac was top when he was with Andrew. So...when it comes to Andrew and darling's relationship who's top? XD
Since this questions was already asked (how would Andrew react if he caught darling watching an ahem ahem movie) please, no like for real please- don't leave it to our imagination, how would he react?What would he say? 😅
Tickle them back I suspect.
Probably!
Andrew is top in his current relationship.
I'll keep that to your imagination~
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Me and my husband guys 🥰
Kayson ──★ ˙ ̟!!
R U Mine? ★!!
“She's a silver linin', lone ranger ridin' through an open space”
I LOVE HOW THIS TURNED OUT PLZ LIKE IT
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I'm fr crossing off the days on my calendar, hoping and praying every other week that we get Zaros content (istg im so normal about him)
hello king crumpet!
is zaros was confronted about his own attitude toward the Earis how would he react?
also!! what if Earis had stayed during the argument at the end of the first episode? would Zaros have still thrown the glass or showed any signs of aggression?
(this is such a specific thing to be hyperfixated on but i cant help it LMAO)
Depends on who's confronting him.
Maybe, maybe not~
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Yall don't understand the feels I'm feeling rn
Kayson ──★ ˙ ̟!!
R U Mine? ★!!
“She's a silver linin', lone ranger ridin' through an open space”
I LOVE HOW THIS TURNED OUT PLZ LIKE IT
#IM CHEWING AWAY AT THE METAL BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE#HES GORGEOUS HES SO PRETTY OMFG#KAYSON MY BELOVEDDD😩
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HEHEHEHEH AND ISAAC IS YOURSSS
Hi Saku! Since it's now known that Andrew would have prescription glasses, would he be nearsighted or farsighted? 🤔
I think he's farsighted.
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hey pookie this is your number #1 fan here, MuAw🤭
ANYWHOOO, could you maybe do one of where the Listener had a really bad nightmare and seek out comfort? (I wanna see how Dontis will respond to that teehe) Thanks pookie😻
Hello my pookie wookie ivy😘 Hehehe I love your idea a lotttt so I hope I was able to capture it well!
Enjoy😘
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Texting them "I had a nightmare"
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♡ Dontis
♡ Xanthus
♡ Isaac
♡ Andrew
♡ Kayson
♡ Elias
♡ Jonah
♡ Zaros
Alex
#zsakuva#sakuverse#asmr#dontis#xanthus#xanthus claiborne#isaac#isaac rhoades#andrew#andrew marston#kayson#kayson mayer#elias#jonah#zaros#zaros atha’lin#alex
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And I'm nearsighted, so are we soulmates or are we soulmates???
Hi Saku! Since it's now known that Andrew would have prescription glasses, would he be nearsighted or farsighted? 🤔
I think he's farsighted.
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It doesn't help with the ongoing Xanthus drought and I'm ANXIOUS for another vid ughhhh
Hey Saku!
In Xanthus's part 9, after Xanthus and Dontis heard a door or something and one of them broke something, then Xanthus whispered. Why exactly did he whisper and what did they break?
Also I know you probably won't answer xD, but how did they get caught and how did they get separated from Love?
He broke the computer and whispered, "It'll be okay, Love."
:)
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LMAO THE FUCKING :)
Hey Saku!
In Xanthus's part 9, after Xanthus and Dontis heard a door or something and one of them broke something, then Xanthus whispered. Why exactly did he whisper and what did they break?
Also I know you probably won't answer xD, but how did they get caught and how did they get separated from Love?
He broke the computer and whispered, "It'll be okay, Love."
:)
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RIGHT? GIVE ME MORE INFO I BEGGGG😔😔😔
hello king crumpet!
is zaros was confronted about his own attitude toward the Earis how would he react?
also!! what if Earis had stayed during the argument at the end of the first episode? would Zaros have still thrown the glass or showed any signs of aggression?
(this is such a specific thing to be hyperfixated on but i cant help it LMAO)
Depends on who's confronting him.
Maybe, maybe not~
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andrew nsfw pls :>
Migraine (NSFW)
Andrew Marston x Reader
Andrew knows an unconventional way to help you with your migraine.
The pressure in your forehead makes it nearly impossible to focus on the words in front of you. The page is blurry, the black ink morphing together until it is nothing but an indecipherable mass of something vaguely resembling letters. You pause, pinching the bridge of your nose in annoyance and downing another glass of water. Migraine auras are a new experience, one that you do not like at all.
Despite the headache you had woken up with, you did not dare take a day off when the amount of manuscripts on your desk had made you feel on edge for a few days now. You couldn't afford to take a break, could not risk falling further behind than you already were. The thought alone was enough to make you sit down at the desk, pain be damned. The stress of being behind schedule was so much worse anyway.
Pushing through it with a few extra drinks of water and curtains half-closed had not been a good idea.
The mediocre headache keeps getting worse, pain making it hard to think clearly. With the letters swimming in your vision, it is impossible to get any work done, and the sheer annoyance you feel at being unable to complete your work makes you want to scream in frustration.
There is nothing left to do but wait, find some relief from it, and perhaps you could get back to work in a few hours. If you managed to get rid of the migraine, that is.
Water, contrary to popular belief, does not fix everything. Acupuncture did not work for you, and stretching left you dizzy.
You massage the muscles in your neck, stiff from being hunched over your desk all day. A hot shower would be perfect to sooth your aching muscles and get rid of the tension, but the prospect of getting up and going through the motions feels like it costs an overwhelming amount of energy, so you stay put.
“Darling, I found that tea you liked at the store!”
Andrew’s call makes you hiss, burying your face in your hands as a sharp stab of pain shoots through your head. The reply to his happy exclamation dies on your tongue as you squeeze your eyes shut and just breathe through it.
“Darling?” Andrew knocks softly against the half-open door, hesitating at your silence. “What is it?” he asks in light voice.
“I’m fine,” you whisper in response, raising your head but keeping your eyes shut. You reach out your hand, finding his immediately to give it a reassuring squeeze. “Could you draw the curtains properly, please?”
The chaste kiss against your skin is all the answer you get as Andrew moves to darken the room. You sigh in relief, blinking your eyes open slowly.
Light is still faintly streaming in from the open door, and the curtains do not block out the rays of shining sun entirely, but the gentle darkness makes you feel tenfold more comfortable already.
“Headache?” Andrew asks, standing beside you to offer his hand to you. Taking it, you allow him to guide you towards the bed. “Are you alright? Do you need anything?”
His whispers of concern, while not unusual, still cause warmth to spread across your chest, and a small smile appears on your face at the evidence of his infinite care and love for you.
“Fine,” you murmur, sinking into the mattress and rolling over to lie on your back, patting the space beside you in silent invitation.
Andrew hesitates, and you can clearly see the gears turning in his head, his beautiful mind trying to come up with ideas to help you, ways to ease your discomfort.
“Just stay here with me,” you say, "that's all I need, honestly. If you're not busy, that is."
He huffs, lying down beside you and opening his arms for you to nuzzle against his chest. "I'm never busy when you need me, darling," he assures you, his hand tenderly running through your hair and massaging your scalp. "Is this alright?"
You hum, melting under his touch. Although it does not help to lessen the pain, the care Andrew pours into his caresses is soothing, making you drift in his arms.
After a while Andrew sighs, pressing feather-light kisses against your forehead. "Has it improved at all?”
“No,” you answer honestly.
Andrew pauses in contemplation again. “You know,” he begins, “I read somewhere that, well— just in case you’re up for it, of course" — Andrew hesitates — "I read that orgasms can be a relief for headaches. If— if you would like to try it out, I could assist you."
You chuckle at his nervousness, wincing in pain a moment later. "Where did you read that?" you ask exhausted, not oppose to giving it a try.
“I looked into how to treat headaches since you get them so often,” Andrew explains casually as if his words don't make your hear swell with appreciation, nearly bringing tears to your eyes from how much he cares. “I want to help. Last time, you did not want a massage, so I thought an orgasm might be the next best thing to relax you, but it is just a suggestion, as I said. The decision is yours, of course. There is no pressure, darling. We could try a heating pad instead?”
You smile, brushing your hand across his cheek before resting it against the back of his head and pulling him in for a kiss. Nobody has ever made you feel so loved.
He sighs in contentment at the feeling of your lips on his, tilting his head to deepen the kiss.
"I like your first suggestion better," you say, unhurriedly returning to meeting Andrew's soft lips. "But only if you'd like to. I don't want you to feel obligated just because you want to help me."
"I would love to, darling," Andrew murmurs, shifting to disentangle himself from your embrace. "Taking care of you is never a chore. You know I love doing it."
His palms caress your hips, roaming over your thighs before his fingers work to undo your pants. You shrug out of them with his help, releasing a small moan in anticipation.
Andrew rolls to the side of the bed and pulls out a bottle of lube from the bedside drawer. He positions himself between your spread legs, resting his fingers on the hem of your undergarments for a moment, silently asking for permission to remove them.
“Go ahead,” you whisper, closing your eyes and allowing your body to relax, knowing Andrew will take care of you. With a kiss against the inside of your thigh, he pulls them down, exposing you to him.
It does not take him nearly as long as usual to push his fingers inside you. “It’s the orgasm that helps,” he murmurs, softly kissing your stomach as he picks up the pace. “I don’t want you to suffer if I can prevent it.”
Normally, he would have you begging to be fucked before he even unbuttoned your pants, endlessly teasing you because he knew how much you loved it when he took his time , caressing every inch of you and showering you with kisses as you saw the overflowing adoration in his eyes when he glanced up from between your legs.
You chuckle at his sweetness, thankful that he does not feel the need to tease you too much today. The rhythm of his fingers is gentle, working you open and brushing against spots that have quiet moans tumbling from your lips.
“You feel so good,” you whisper in a near whine, arching your back. Through half-lidded eyes, you can see Andrew's sly smile. The pleasure twisting in your core choked back any witty remark. His fingers curl a bit more, making your breath hitch.
"Right here, darling?" he asks, noticing your squirming. You whine, immediately regretting it as stabbing pain shoots through your head again, making you groan instead. His teasing tone fades into one of soothing sincerity, "Relax, I've got you." Andrew slows down, giving you a moment to catch your breath.
“I thought you didn’t want to drag this out?”
“I also don’t want to hurt you,” he answers quietly, slowly picking up the pace again, angling his fingers just right. “Tell me if I’m going too fast. I don’t want to pound you too hard.”
You exhale, getting lost in the pleasure building steadily. “God, if I didn’t have a migraine I would let you rail me into next week.”
Andrew sputters at your words for a long moment and you can clearly picture his flustered face as he leans down to place his lips against your hips, muffling his moan.
“If you keep— ah— right there,” you gasp as he increases the pressure on that sensitive spot, leaving you breathless.
“Are you close?” Andrew asks, the grip you have on his hair tightening as your thighs begin to shake. He keeps going, adamant to have you reach your high. “Come for me when you're ready, darling," he whispers, trailing kisses over your skin, "Whenever you're ready."
As you succumb to the building feeling, the pain in your head is overshadowed by the pleasure dragging you under as Andrew rides out your high, only ceasing when oversensitivity makes you shudder.
"Is it any better?" he asks, lying down next to you. "How are you feeling?"
"Good. It's slightly better," you answer, placing a tender kiss against his forehead, "Thank you, Andrew."
“You know there is nothing I like more than helping you, darling. How about a shower now?”
#dear lawdd#i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him sm#he needs to come help me with my headaches😔#sakuverse#andrew marston
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the way that zaros ACTUALLY said “is hand holding all you’ve been able to muster? If you ask nicely, I can offer to teach you more” WAS UNHINGED????? LIKE OMG DO U HEAR URSELF??? DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE?????? DO YOU WANT ME TO KMS??? WHO SAYS THAT TO AN ENEMY?????
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kaz brekker + inej ghafa 🤝 isaac rhoades + pickle
please tell me I’m not the only one who sees the possible similarities
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when I die there should be cut outs of all of them at my funeral
It's me and my obsessions with blonde boys against the world.
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☺️☺️😌
The brainworms are eating me aliiiiiveee
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