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Lucien is definitely my mate, and I absolutely love this necklace. I think it's perfect, and it goes with this quote of his.

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ACOTAR: Calanmai (mention of SA)

So I've got a question for all the ACOTAR fans out there. I would love to hear your input on this topic. I know that it seems like everyone absolutely hates Tamlin, but I have a thought that won't go away. As we all know, Rhysand was constantly raped for 50 years and Lucien was also sexually assaulted, but what about Tamlin (Perhaps every high lord...the Wiki says it's all the high lords, but it's debatable) during Calanmai? So him/they are forced every year to find a maiden to restore the magic every spring, also known as the Great Rite, and Lucien even told Feyre that "Tamlin won't be the Tamlin that you know," So it seems like Tamlin is forced every year to repeatedly have sex with at least one woman (and the women that are picked, seem to be eager to be the "chosen one"...at least that's how it's read in the book) on that night, and it doesn't seem like he is ashamed of it the next day. (And since Lucien is my man, I have to stand up for him and say I know for a fact when he took over for Calanmai that last year before he escaped with Feyre, that he had absolutely no choice because he hated Ianthe, and yet he was forced to complete the Great Rite with her...and I hate the fact that she thought she was entitled to Lucien. Definitely SA. And I can't explain just how much I hate Ianthe.) I know that people have a deep hatred for Tamlin, but I can say I hate the actions that Tamlin did, but I believe that he can still have redemption. But anyway!!!! What do you all think about this subject. Do you think that Tamlin was being raped that night?

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Perfection! This is perfection!

Hi! I never want to be a bother, but I love the way you write, and I would absolutely love if you wrote a Lucien x reader where the reader has scars (SH or otherwise) and is really insecure and struggles to do anything sexual because of it and I would love it to end in smut (maybe their first time)?? I live for the smut and fluff so both would be perfect. If it's a little too sensitive, that's okay, but I really think you would write this wonderfully! All the love.

Perfect to Me

Lucien x reader

A/n: (this is going to be a long note apologies) Hi! You are not a bother at all, I actually really like this concept and have been wanting to write about something like this for a while and I think Lucien is a good character to do it with. Thank you so much, I’m so happy you like my writing it makes my day every time I read that❤️

Warnings: trauma, injuries, violence, angst, and scars

You sit on your bed holding a pillow to your chest, your knees pulled up tight. You were waiting for Lucien to come over so you could finish your conversation from last night. You were nervous to tell him about your scars, but he had been so open about his.

You had kept what had happened with your sister in the past. Lucien was so supportive of your boundaries concerning your family. But you felt that you needed to do this to take the next step in your relationship with him.

A knock on your apartment door startles you. Jumping out of bed your feet move quickly to open it. Lucien stands in the hallway, wearing a small smile and holding a bouquet of violets. “Hi love.” he walks in and kisses you on the forehead. He hands you the bouquet.

“Thank you, Lu. They're lovely.” You pad over to the kitchen to find a vase for the flowers, placing them in the center of the table. Lucien was standing in the doorway waiting patiently for you.

You walk up to him, picking at your fingers from nerves. “Where do you want to talk? I'm comfortable wherever you're comfortable.” You bite your lip as your eyes dart around the apartment. “Uumm…can we go to my room?” Lucien nods and lets you lead the way.

He was open about how his father abused him and the competition that was forced between him and his brothers. You knew he wouldn't judge you. He wouldn't look down on you or think differently of you. You just had to remember to breathe.

You sit in your previous spot on the bed. Taking the small, soft decorative pillow back in your arms. Lucien takes his boots off and sits cross-legged in front of you. You tug at your dress to make sure your legs are covered. “You don't have to say anything right away. Take your time, I'll stay as long as it takes y/n.”

“Thank you.” You take in a shaky breath and look down. “I know we haven't been super intimate, and I want to take that next step with you. But you've been so open about your past, so I need to be open about mine.” You could tell Lucien was tense.

His mind was racing. He didn't know what to expect next. All he knew was if the next words out of your mouth were that someone hurt you, he was going to hunt them down and make them suffer. He couldn't imagine anyone laying a hand on you for any reason. You were always kind and polite, never complained, and you always included others.

You do your best to keep eye contact with Lucien as you begin trembling. “My family didn't treat me well either. Mostly my older sister, but my parents didn't bother to stop her. My sister was threatened by me. She was very focused on beauty and finding someone in high society to marry.

“She saw me as competition and thought she would get ahead if I was less pretty. Her sadistic idea was to leave anything visible alone like my face or hands. But she would never miss an opportunity to put me down. For years I've worked on building my self-confidence and I've done a really good job.” You feel tears pricking your eyes.

You swallowed them back. “One day she snapped and went absolutely mental on me. She cornered me in my room, screaming that she saw me talking to some boy she had her eye on. She had stolen our father's dagger.” At this point, Lucien was fuming. Angry tears were falling from his eyes while you were trying to keep yours in. Your eyes glassed over from the water building on your lash line.

“She pushed me and nearly ripped my nightgown off. I was pinned and couldn't move. As she kept screaming at me she cut up my legs. When she was done she just looked down at me and said, ‘They might find you beautiful at first, but no one wants damaged goods. Anyone takes one look at your legs and they'll be repulsed.’ My maid found me a few minutes later and called the healers. They fixed me, no problem, but she went deep enough to scar.”

Lucien reached out to hold your face in his tan, calloused hands. Looking at you with understanding and love in his eyes. “I want to be with you, like that Lucien, I just had to tell you before we did anything.” He leaned his forehead against yours and you closed your eyes. You felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders by telling him.

“You are so brave y/n. For surviving and for trusting me enough to tell me. You deserve all the love I give you and more.” You give him a soft smile. Pulling back from his embrace you wipe at your eyes. Lucien moves back a smidge to give you space.

“Can I show you?” You ask cautiously. You've seen his scars and even though he was supportive of you, your sister's voice still lingered in the back of your mind calling you ugly and damaged and unwanted. Lucien stares at you with doe eyes. “Of course love. And your scars don't change how I feel about you. You will always be perfect to me.”

You give him a tight nod and sit so you can pull your skirt up. As you slowly reveal your scarred legs to Lucien you look anywhere but his face. You don't know if you could stomach his reaction, no matter how he felt.

You stop at your hips and stare at your legs. “Can I touch you?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. You nod, swallowing hard. You squeeze your eyes shut and hold your breath.

Lucien places a hand on each thigh, gently caressing the rough skin. “These don't scare me y/n. These prove how brave you are and that you didn't let your past define you. I don't know how anyone wouldn't want you after knowing you. Any male that is ‘disgusted’ by them isn't a real male.” You blink your eyes open slowly, letting air down your throat again.

Grabbing Lucien’s chin you connect your lips with his. The kiss was soft and passionate. Lucien let you lead, he made sure you knew you were in control, letting you set the pace. You pulled back, your eyes fluttered open scanning his face.

Your heavy breaths mixed as you both leaned forward again. “Let me show you how much I love you y/n. Let me show you how you should be worshipped. Let me show you these are nothing to be ashamed of.” Lucien said against your lips. You nod, “Please Lu.”

Your eyes were full of lust as Lucien laid you down with all the care in the world. “Can I take this off?” “Yes.” He lightly lifts your back off the bed, unzipping and slipping your dress off over your head. He places you back down and slips his own shirt off.

Lucien runs his hands down your sides to your thighs. “So beautiful.” he breathes out. Your cheeks heat at the praise. It felt nice to be exposed like this to him, to finally be your true self with him. You reach out a hand and stroke his scar-flecked, sculpted chest, “Beautiful,” you breathe back.

He smiles at you, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips to kiss your knuckles. Lucien moves to hover over your legs. He places soft kisses from your right knee up to your thigh, then moves to show the same love to your left leg.

You reveled in the gentle touches he gave you, at how good his lips felt on you. The left a comfortable heat in their wake. Making you feel relaxed.

You stop him before he can go any further. You gently tug at his long red locks. He looks up at you, worried he's done something wrong. “I love you, Lucien.” He places a kiss on your tummy, staring at you through his lashes. “I love you too, y/n.”

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Ohhh this is literally perfection!! 🤌🏻 i love it soo much! Thank you!

Ohhh i just adore your writing!!! ❤️ i would love a lucien vanserra x reader where the reader is scared/nervous about sex from past trauma and he makes it all better. Fluff and smut because I literally live for that! I would love it soooo much thank you!!

Slow

Lucien Vanserra x Reader

a/n: requests are open!! For all SJM characters.

warnings: allusions to past SA

nsfw under the cut (18+ please)

“Wait, wait, wait,” you sputtered, grabbing Lucien’s hands at your waist, where he had already removed your sweater.

Lucien halted, concern flaring in his expression as he looked down at you. “What’s wrong? Do you want to stop?”

“No,” you whispered, wringing your hands out of nervousness. “I just—I haven’t done this in a long time. Not since…” you trailed off, leaning your head against Lucien’s chest as your face heated in embarrassment. 

Lucien’s strong arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly. “Oh, y/n, baby…I’m so sorry. I didn’t even think….”

Lucien knew about your past experiences with sex. He had been so understanding and gentle with you, always going at your pace, ensuring your comfort and safety were paramount.

“I’d been so caught up in….I’m sorry,” he murmured into your hair. “We can just lay together and cuddle, if you want.”

You met his eyes, and your heart fluttered at the tenderness in them. “No, I want this. I just need you to go slow.”

Lucien smiled warmly, cupping your face in his hands as he leaned down to kiss your forehead. “Of course. If you want me to slow down or stop at any point, say the word.”

You nodded in agreement, your anxiety waning as he reassured you. You finally laid back on the bed, and Lucien carefully climbed on top of you.

“I love you,” Lucien said, before pressing his lips to yours.

The kiss was soft and sweet; full of devotion.

Lucien slowly trailed his hands along your sides, back down to the waistband of your pants. He broke apart the kiss, to ask, “Is this okay?”

“Yes,” you replied, lifting your hips to allow him to pull your pants off.

Lucien trailed kisses along your jaw, your neck, going slowly to gauge your every reaction.

Your hands found purchase in his crimson hair, tugging at it gently as his mouth explored your breasts. A soft moan fell from your lips as his tongue swirled around your nipple, his hand cupping your other breast to give it the same attention.

Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to you. “Lucien…” his name was a prayer, almost.

Lucien sat up again, his hand ghosting down your stomach, fingers skimming just underneath the hem of your underwear. He paused there, waiting for your cue.

“Take them off,” you said, and he obliged immediately.

Lucien ran his hands up your thighs, your hips, as he positioned himself between your legs. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice soft.

“I’m sure.”

He ran the tip of his cock through your folds, before slowly entering you, giving your body time to adjust to his size.

Lucien buried his head in the crook of your neck, interlocking your hands together as your legs tangled around his waist.

“You can move,” you told him, your voice laced with pleasure.

He started slow, keeping his eyes on your face to ensure you weren’t in any pain or discomfort.

As time went on, and as your body relaxed further, Lucien increased the tempo of his thrusts, quiet groans leaving him as your walls fluttered around him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered against your neck. “So perfect for me.”

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling him as close as possible as you felt your release drawing nearer. “Lucien—oh—“

“I know, baby,” he said, bringing his hand down to circle your clit. “Let go for me. I’ve got you.”

Your body shuddered underneath him as he coaxed you through your orgasm. His thrusts grew sloppier as he found his own release, your name on his lips as he spilled into you.

The two of you remained like that for several moments, catching your breaths.

Finally, Lucien pulled away, meeting your eyes. “Are you alright?”

You nodded, breathless as you spoke. “That was perfect. I love you.”

Lucien pulled you against his chest, his hand stroking soothingly along your spine. “I love you too.”

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Lol!! I literally feel like the cat in the corner with its face planted on the floor. @nix-nixy​

Hi :) Can you draw Aizawa getting crowded by cats in an allyway where he's basically drowning by cats, and Mic walking over like wtf, u gud? And past the mountain of cats, Aizawa's just like 👍 lol

He's having the absolute time of his life.

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God, I’m dying!! 

Y/n: hey, do you have a bag I can borrow?

Shinso: the only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they're specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence.

Y/n: ...

Y/n: literally all you had to do was say no

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*ugly crying* i swear I can’t tell you how much i’ve been called fat and i am but still. 😭😭😭

appreciated and admired

-Aizawa x reader-

you open up about a past experience that’s followed you around Warnings: fatphobia, self-image issues, talking about past negative relationships/sexual experiences (there’s no detail and nothing about actual sex)

The first time Shouta probably noticed was when the movie turned into an unexpected sex scene. You hope you hid the rigidness of your body with him right beside you. He remained lax, unflustered by the smooth jazz and lustful moans. If anything, it seemed to rile him up a little because his hand casually wandered onto your thigh, squeezing above your knee, roaming around further, inward.

Before he could feel anything unpleasant, you held his hand to stop his petting. He didn’t comment, but you did note he shifted to give you a bit of space.

The second time Shouta noticed was when you were at the mall. Despite his grumbling, he was set on finding a ‘presentable’ outfit for an upcoming event. Between the racks of clothing, he offered up gorgeous dresses and shirts for you to try. Their prettiness didn’t distract from how you’d look. Tight armholes pinched pudgy shoulders. Snug material highlighted every wrong shape.

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I honestly can’t tell you how much my soul needed this!!! 🥺

i’m not angry. i’m concerned

Small drabbles of Aizawa, Toshi, Hizashi, and Gang Orca taking care of you after you have a relapse of self-harm.

Warnings: self-hate, self-harm, punching a wall, hitting oneself with an object, bad bruising/swelling, (semi-graphic) cutting, blood

Aizawa Shouta

You knew it would only deform your hand more. And you still did it. Now you were left with bruised and swollen knuckles. Damage jarred your bones. Trauma twitched your muscles. And they just kept swelling. They were so big, pulling tendons, stretching skin uncomfortably, distressingly. Cries and hiccups slipped through your stifling.

Footsteps hurried down the hallway. You turned around. Shouta questioned your back, “What was that noise?”

“Drop- Dropped something.”

“It didn’t sound like it. It came from the wall. Did you throw something?”

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I would love a request for dean comforting me, because i’m really struggling with my ptsd issues and i have a feeling dean understands that! It’s a platonic relationship, he’s like a good friend.

Hey Candi Girl,

Knowing about trauma and ptsd myself, I guess I can tell you a bit about me.

My dad sucked. My mom took a while to grow on me. I’ve seen it all: Heaven, hell, and all the cracks and crannies in between. The fire burns but not as much as the cuts when they have even lemon juice poured on them. Theoretically, or physically. Almost died with fatal wounds more times than i can count. I remember each time though late at night. I watched people I cared for die. I have watched people that i loved get hurt because of me. I know that it’s not my fault. I am a good person.

I guess you can say that too candi girl. There’s nothing you have done that is too bad or too scary to tell those you love. I’ve killed sammy before and he has given me one hell of a beating, too. But we always make up after we go to the ends of the earth to make the other alive again. I’m not one of those for sappy love letters but you are the exception. This one time, doll face. Let’s go get some pie. Everything is better with pie. Just us. No sammy needed. I will even pay. Glad you wrote me.

Don’t let the demons wiggle their way into your soul. They are just pompous and petty. Guess that’s what makes them demons.

Be a little nicer to yourself. you deserve it. You are smart and i like havin ya around.

Your friend,

Dean.

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Awww this makes my heart so happy!!

Hey, i’m so sorry to bother you again, but your posts made my entire week and i was wondering if i could ask another? You can say no or take your time! I was wondering if you could do a letter from aizawa to me (girlfriend/wife) when he finds out about me self harming. I’ve very insecure about my cuts and scars and i’m ashamed that i do it. It’s been the only thing to help me cope with my trauma. Thanks lovely! 😘

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Dear love ,

I left early, but I have to say this

I saw the cuts scars on your body , don't freak out please

Just breathe okay? I am not mad , I don't think it's ugly.. I know you have been through alot and I know this is how you helped yourself back then , it's okay.

I actually think they are beautiful, they remind me that you are so brave, you survived alot of things.. and you reached here , to be my sweet wife.

Those marks is a thing that you shouldn't feel ashamed of , you should be proud that you stopped , that you reached here to my arms .

I think they are like war scars , kinda like mine .. we all have our own battles okay?

All I want to say that it's fine ,I will kiss ever single mark to show you that I love them and that I love you if you asked for it

I am proud of you .

Love,

Aizawa

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You are doing so good , I am so proud of you... inam here if you ever need a friend okay? You are always welcome to request again, I love you...please smile because the world needs to know that you are still standing ♡ :)

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Also ur cat is cute 😂🥺

I wish it was my cat!! 😂😂 i was loving on all the kitties at a shelter and this beauty cuddled with me for a whole hour before i had to leave!

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Hello lovely! I was wondering if you could do another comfort letter for me, since you did so wonderful with the last one! I would like a letter from aizawa kinda nsfw, i feel dirty and disgusting from being raped and i’m struggling with having sex with aizawa because of it. It would make me happy because no man seems to understand, and if he would....my heart would be happy! 🥰 thanks again darling!

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Dear love ,

I got out early because of work , I know we didn't have time to talk about yesterday and I know you will blame yourself , so please read this carefully okay?

I know it might be hard to have sex especially with your past , it's okay .. we can take it slowly, yah? I want you to be okay , this is most important to me than anything else.

Don't feel stressed or worried about it, we can try again when you feel better.. I understand that it's hard and I know you need time, please don't be ashamed of it , you have done amazing with telling me that you can't do it , I am proud that you stopped me when you felt uncomfortable.

I am not going anywhere okay? I am here with you for as long as it takes. I love you, you are the most important thing in my life and I will wait for you , as long as it takes you to feel comfortable, okay?

Now get something to eat and a hot shower, okay? Take care of yourself for me , kitty.

Love, your husband

Aizawa .

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You are doing amazing, you are a hero for standing after all of this ♡

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Hi! I was hoping you could possibly write me a comfort character from Shota Aizawa, and i'd kinda like it to be slightly nsfw. I'm really fighting with some debilitating c-ptsd and depression. I have been raped twice and I struggle with self harm. I avoid my feelings, dissociate, and i don't cry often. I was hoping in the letter, Aizawa and I are dating/married (you chose) and Aizawa tries to help me with my emotions. Thank you, lovely!

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My beautiful kitty,

I missed you . It have been a week since I left , I hope that you are doing okay back there .

How have it been? Have you been taking care of yourself? You know.. I missed taking care of my little kitty in every way ;)

Hey , I know you don't like being alone with your thoughts.. sorry I had to leave , I promise to be home in few days okay?

You know I am feeling so proud of you lately, you have been getting better with all of this, I know you have been through alot and I know it left Scars , not physically but I can see it all over your beautiful soul

Still you made it to here, to our new life.. you are the most brave human i ever saw , getting through all of this... my survival.. you make me so proud of you .

You know I wouldn't choose anyone else right? Only you...my sweet wife... you and Nothing else matters.

I love you okay? Please don't forget this.. I have never loved anyone as much as you...and I hope you know that I will rebuild you piece by piece if I had to.. I will never let go so hold on for me okay?

I will be back soon , hold on for me...for us..

Love,

Aizawa .

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You are so brave and amazing and I love you please take care of yourself okay? You can always request again yah? Please smile :)

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Ah my perfect man! Happy birthday my love!! 😘💛

Clary: If you walk out of the door that is the end of this relationship!

Jace: Fine!

Jace: *Climbs out the window*

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Omg i love my Jace!

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(insp.)

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My love is perfect, even if he is a little...rash.

Alec: Jace has no survival or self-preservation instincts. I think he was built without them.

Clary: That can’t be true-

Alec: Watch this.

Alec: Hey, Jace! Race you downstairs!

Jace: *jumps out of ten-story window*