#// embarassing situations ahead

[nyursi]

𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐑!ㅤpart two.

꒰ † ੭‎ㅤNSFW 18+ㅤ(MDNI)...  in a series of successful heists, the infamous cat burglar is finally caught and is left with the mercy of his victims to decide his fate.ㅤノㅤnot proofread.

ᡴꪫ‎ TODAY'S SPECIAL!ㅤdiluc, zhongli, heizou, (part one) alhaitham, dottore, and wriothesley (here, part two)!

WOULD YOU LIKE SPRINKLES? (っω=`)ㅤm!rdr, sensory deprivation, nipple play, sounding, multiple orgasms, cumming untouched, vibrators, office sex, power imbalance, size difference, degradation, and more.

                 ㅤ ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝

THE VALUE OF PAPERWORK...

featuring sensory deprivation, cumming untouched, nipple play, and alhaitham.

your skin was flushed, red on every surface from head to toe. the tight binding around your limbs restricted and chased away any thoughts of trying to escape.

the normal response to this situation would be fear... but why do you feel a tingling sensation down your back?

hard nipples exposed to cold air; and thighs forced open wide for the akademiya's scribe to take in. "what a sight you make, thief."

indeed— in alhaithams eyes you looked quite the feast. the situation was in his hands too, having caught the famous cat burglar attempting to sneak in. luckily he apprehended you quick enough.

just... not in the way you expected.

sure, the usual tying up to prevent movement you saw ahead of you, but the lack of clothing? and the blindfold over your eyes? a shocked noise (alhaitham considered it a whimper) had filled the silence of the room once you felt his rugged palms fondling your exposed, plush thighs.

oddly enough, the sensation was nice. it was the first time you've ever been caressed in such a gentle way that it made you want to melt. (purr, the scribe hoped.)

"mngh..." you bit your lip to muffle any more embarassing sounds to leave your mouth, feeling your limp cock twitch with arousal. everything about you alhaitham found cute; cute ears that twitched at every noise, tail that swayed hypnotizingly, adorable eyes filled with mischief.

it was too bad you were a lowly thief.

if you were trying to steal from him some spare pieces of food, or even money, the scribe would have let you go. but his documents?

he would spare you no mercy.

and thus began the long hours of you being suspended in the air, constantly teased. touches varied from feather light to sudden roughness. but no matter what he did, it all stirred life to the needy pleads of your body.

"don't whine, i'm being nice to you." alhaitham said after a babble of begs reached his ears when yet another orgasm was taken away from you. he kissed your nipple, tenderly, then bit on it and tugged. wanting to hear another wanton moan. "ngh!~" your head threw itself back whilst your legs kicked (as much as they could against restriction.)

hips stuttering once alhaithams free hand ventured downwards close to your twitching hole, too close for your liking. he chuckled feeling the heat between your thighs, but continued past the desperate heat to fondle at your tiny balls.

pre begun to leak down your sensitive shaft, dripping and leaving a small pathetic puddle on the floor. and alhaitham decided to finish it then and there.

"gah!?-" a painful pleasure struck you when he pulled on your hardened nubs, leaving you drooling and squirming. your mind couldn't figure out if you were squirming away or towards the sensation. "nngh! hai- haitham!~"

hips stuttered with every tug on your chest, and alhaitham wished he could see your crossed eyes underneath the blindfold. but the scribe was curious, and wanted to see if you could cum faster.

he began to tug on your tail harshly, while still paying attention to your cute nipples. "nn.. nooo! 'm sensitive!" you wailed, unprepared for the rushing pleasure that travelled all the way down to your cock.

soon enough, the bead of pre on your tip became a string of white, coating both of your chests in a sticky mess.

you'll have to tell the fatui to remind you that alhaitham is very serious about his documents...

                 ㅤ ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝

THE SCIENTIST'S NEW LAB RAT...

featuring vibrators, multiple orgasms, sounding, and dottore (not prime).

how many times already? you've lost count. and the loud buzzing didn't do any help to make you remember anyway.

your plan was simple; get to snezhnaya, sneak past the lowly guards, and somehow snag the doctor's latest creation— a faux gnosis. your client believed it to hold the same celestial power like a true one.

suspicion nagged at the back of your mind when you noticed the lax patrol around dottore's laboratory, and you should've known that he had some sort of contraption so insane that he didn't need any guards.

nonetheless, you shrugged such a situation off.

"a-ahnn!~ hah- wait, no! i can't-" a loud moan ripped from your throat, and a pathetic spurt of semen landed on the floor again.

your wrists and ankles hurt— being held by cold metal for hours wasn't all that pleasant.

a guttural chuckle echoed around the room, laughing at your state. "do you like it? i decided to modify my new security measures when i heard of a certain cat burglar and his plans to take away my precious gnosis." dottore finally entered your vision, circling you like a predator.

the scene of you being captured replayed constantly in his mind. it was too good!

as soon as your feet stepped through the metal door, they triggered a sensor that allowed two cuffs to come out of nowhere and secure your ankles. they were weighted— and the heaviness on your feet caused you to collapse. which allowed the handcuffs to attach itself on your wrists.

so now you were wriggling on the floor, being tortured and teased by various vibrating instruments. you had cum in your pants for the nth time by now, and the vibrators in your ass assaulted your sensitive prostate nonstop.

"can't- don't wanna cum anymooore!~" you whined, body twitching from the extreme pleasure that caused tears in your eyes. all the while dottore thought you could belong to an art exhibit!

footsteps approached. "well, if you say so." dottore had a mischevious grin, as he held out a long beaded rod for you to see. "ngh!?-" suddenly a cold sensation entered your urethra; succesfully blocking any future orgasms.

to make it worse, the doctor had turned all vibrators to max. he could only chuckle when all your sounds echoed off the walls. be it babbles, whines, or squeals, dottore took it all in. "aww," he pet your ears gently— contrast to the harsh movements within you.

in the same rhythm of his hand, dottore moved the sounding rod up and down, with every thrust downwards he pushed it in more, until the biggest bead nestled itself on your tip. and as soon as it did, your toes clenched.

fuck. it touched your prostate.

"gukh!~" your jaw went slack, and an extreme feeling rushed to your red, throbbing, cock.

he could only cackle when not an ounce of cum escaped, maniacal laughter fading when you passed out.

dottore has such exciting plans for his new pretty kitty!

                 ㅤ ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝

METHODS OF DISCIPLINE...

featuring office sex, power imbalance, size difference, and wriothesley.

"i'm innocent! i swear!" you plead as wriothesley dragged you through the halls, the sight of never ending cells made you shiver.

the buff male didn't pay you any mind. continuing to tug at the long metal chain around your neck, leading you to what seems to be his office.

your were wide eyed and fearful, that much wriothesley could tell. hearing that cute little gulp behind him made his cock twitch.

he didn't expect such a famous burglar to be so... cute. everything about you seemed meek now that you were in chains. and the cold steel around your skin wasn't a bad look on you, either.

wriothesley chuckled to himself, shaking his head as you both approached his office. honestly? the sound of his deep laugh was quite nice, despite the initial fear rattling your bones.

"don't lie, boy. i know what you did." he huffed, throwing you onto his desk, and the loud slam of his door made you flinch. in an attempt to be free from future punishment, you scrambled to defend yourself.

"i'm not! i didn't do anythi-" you garbled when the taste of leather invaded your tongue, did he really just shove his fingers in your mouth!? wriothesley already predicted your next move and pinned both wrists above your head.

"ah-ah, lying will make this worse."

a diappointed tsk made you flinch, especially as you felt a pressure on your clothed bulge. you gave him a weak kick to his thigh— and wriothesley couldn't help his rising laughter.

"what's a kitty like you gonna do to me? don't you see how small you are?" with every word he said, wriothesley inched his face closer and closer to yours. until you felt his hot breath fanning your face.

just right when you were gonna talk back, he begun to rub his knee in circles, the feeling was so good that you threw your head back against the desk. "hng!~"

and wriothesley saw an opportunity.

in a quick movement, he leaned down and bit. not so hard to draw blood— but it'll definitely leave a mark. "huh?- wrio!~" your legs instinctively wrapped themselves around his waist, making him put down his knee and grind his hard on against your leaking sex.

bite! "who allowed you to call me that?" he bit just on your collarbone, quickening his thrusts. the slacks around him began to feel small with his growing size— and you just got wetter by the second.

you whined, back arching from the desk. "if you're gonna punish me, get in with it!" kicking your legs in frustration due to wriothesley's endless teasing.

"tsk, how demanding. as you wish." he wasted no time and literally tore your pants apart, ripping a hole that perfectly displayed your whole underside. a cute butt to match a cute dick.

a needy moan left your spit-ridden lips, begging for him to do something. anything.

but wriothesley had already decided your fate; a perfect punishment. denying any orgasm to ever escape you.

vanillaclaws 2024.ㅤdo not repost.

[valiantartwritingweasel]

❦ Oh no, there seems to be only one bed. Whatever will we do? pt.2❦

My favourite hate-love trope in which you have to share a bed with your crush.

Finally leaving my drafts now after everyone started making the "too many beds trope" (which is funny ngl)

pt.1 here

//Thoma, Itto, Dottore, Alhaitam//

(you can tell on who I just gave up entirely. Also my english is deterioating, maybe I'll proofread in the following days...)

no pronouns mentioned :)

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Thoma

If you didn't know better you'd say that this situation was carefully crafted by your employer. It had to be. Ayato had fun watching you squirm around your colleague. Which you did anytime Thoma shot you one of his signature smiles, or when he leaned over your shoulder to inspect what you were doing. You folded so quickly whenever he laughed at one of your jokes. How could you not? The guy was the sweetest thing one could ever lay eyes on.

All of that aside, you just had a feeling that this situation was no coincidence, as you stood there, next to your fellow maid, staring at the bed.

You blinked, then looked over at Thoma.

The poor guy. 

Before you could actually grasp the situation and make a comment about it, he already yelled out "I can sleep on the floor". 

When you turned to look at him, the first thing you noticed were his bright red cheeks. The second thing you noticed was the mild terror in his facial features. 

You blinked at him, taken aback by surprise before mumbling "You sound like the thought of sharing a bed is dreadful to you." You let out an awkward cough before speaking up again "I wouldn't want you to sleep on the floor but.. maybe we can find another mattress, if it's really that bad for you?" you raised an eyebrow, eyeing him with suspicion.

A shimmer of dicomfort hushed across his features. The accusation didn't sit right with him. He cleared his throat while scratching the back of his head in embarassement "Hm, no. That's not... what I meant...". He sighed "I just wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable you know.." A sheepish smile crossed his features while the blush only seemed to worsen "I'd actually.. like bedding with you- Ah!" He caught himself in a cough "Not..not like that! Oh" He hid his mouth beneath his hand, staring at you "Please say something before I keep talking".

Your only answer to that was a soft laugh, followed by a quiet but adoring "Alright, let's bed together then." With a smile you went ahead to get ready for the night, giving the blonde a second to compose himself before following your example.

(would sleep on the floor, maybe even outside if you'd ask him to)

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Itto

As soon as the two of you laid eyes on the bed..: "Dips" both of you yelled in unison, before staring at each other.

"Well" you crossed your arms "sharing is caring…?" You tilted your head and he nodded. "Yeah yeah, that's right. We'll just share. It'll be fiiine". He looked embarrassed but you didn't know what caused it. Maybe he was just nervous that he might fart during the night or something.

Then a thought hit you. "Oh" you looked at him "oh my, do you snore?". Your eyes widened in horror at the mental image of how loud he'd probably snore. He seemed offended. "What? ME? Snore? Noooo I don't snore" he made a move with his hand. 

All in all: "I'm not convinced" you sighed. 

"Okay okay, tell ya what" he pointed a finger at you "I know I don't snore but if you find me snoring in the night, I'll give you money. If I don't snore I'll get to take you out. How does that sound? Deal?" He extended his hand, which you naturally took to shake "Yeah whatever big boy, all you're gonna end with is crippling debt" you laughed. You didn't actually know if he was a snorer but you just had to believe now.

Both of you shook hands when you paused "Hold on" you narrowed your eyes, shooting him a confused look "why take me out? Like…you don't mean as in…death right??". He gasped "WHAT? No no no, not like death, I mean like food. Eat something. Make you less hungry yknow?". He shrugged "I've wanted to ask for some time now but the chance never came", he scratched his head embarrassed before returning to his signature grin "but now I'M going to win and you have to come with me. You can't say no!".

You chuckled quietly, shaking your head in disbelief 'what an idiot' you thought. "Alright" you murmured "let's get to bed then" 

(You cannot tell me that the guy doesn't snore, I am CONVINCED that he does (my friend said he'd probably have a snore bubble too and now I can't unthink it (ANOTHER friend mentioned how he doesn't sleep with his eyes closed, I'm losing my mind at the mental image)))

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Alhaitam

As soon as he sees your embarrassed expression he´s like „we´ll sleep on the floor“ and that‘s it. I know you wanted this. Thank me later.

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Dottore

Never would you have guessed that one day you'd end up in this situation.

You, standing next to your BOSS of all people, in front of a lonely bed.

It's not like you hated the man next to you. In fact he was actually quite nice towards you. Or…at least as nice as the guy could get. But you were still alive after like 3 years of working for him, so that already counted for something. 

You were more of a simple task person, so everyone always dumped some sort of random task onto you. Through that, you've managed to actually befriend some of your colleagues although you've started to not get too personal with them. Sometimes some of them just went missing and you really didn't want to ask anyone what that was about. Instead you opted for the emotional distance option. 

It was wild to think about. The only reason Dottore took you with him on his mission was because everyone else was busy, preparing for something big. You, on the other hand, were not so busy. All that was left for you to do was to bring an occasional glass of water to one of the other workers. So when Dottore asked you to join him on his travels, you just nodded, not giving it much thought. 

But even if you had given it much thought, the idea of ending up sharing a bed together would've probably been the last thing to cross your mind. 

Before you could actually grasp the entire situation though, Dottore had already started taking off his unnessecary accesoires, leaving them on the bedside table. Clearly he didn't care about the whole situation.

You on the other hand needed another second or two to collect yourself. You looked at him, wondering if he even mentally checked that this was about to happen or if he was so far off into logic land to recognize your presence in the first place. Sighing you just took off into the bathroom, following your bed routine like usual....

(says either we take turns on the bed or we share, who cares honestly, the man's on a mission)

[rillian4e]

Scaramouche x f!reader

cw: nsfw, modern au, dom!scaramouche, sub!reader, fem!reader, pet names, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, foul language, teasing, spanking etc...

summary: your annoying roommate Scaramouche is done with your little antics, and decides to teach you a little lesson.

a/n: This was a request sent as a submission which is why I can't include anon, hope you enjoy

your roommate Scaramouche has been getting on your nerves, constantly ignoring you when you tell him to do something, and never talking to you without swearing or calling you names. it was really too much for you—who was he to act like that? instead of confronting him and communicating, you set yourself on a plan to tease him relentlessly, maybe then he would regret being such a jerk.

but of course, nothing ever goes according to the plan perfectly. it was finally the day to set your plan to motion, purposely wearing a short mini skirt with a cute pink top, you knew Scaramouche would now be in his room gaming, so you went ahead and made some snacks for him to enjoy, you knocked on the door and entered when you heard "I'm busy, leave." ignoring the way he glared at you when you entered anyway, you went and placed the tray of snacks on his desk, you knew just how much he loved those snacks paired with his favorite bitter tea. "Did you get hit in the head or something?" at his question, you shook your head, smiling "Of course not, I simply thought it'd be nice to do something for my roommate." Scaramouche did not believe that, eyeing you suspiciously before turning to his game, mumbling a quick "whatever", it was a success, that was after all the needed step before the main part.

you then started doing even more sweet things for him, wearing pretty outfits and being affectionate as if you two didn't argue every single day before. Scaramouche caught on and asked you where you were going, "Have you found yourself some stupid boyfriend? You've been getting all dolled up recently, it's annoying." he exclaimed, looking at you who just smiled sweetly, avoiding the question.

The next stage was the most impossible, 'accidentally' having your things drop on the floor as you bent over to pick them up in front of your roommate, getting out of the shower while only having a towel around your body, and wearing revealing outfits. only an idiot wouldn't catch on that, Scaramouche was well aware of your little antics, he could hear you touching yourself in your room, the thin walls not helping the sounds travel to his room. the last straw for him was when you asked him to fetch your towel which you just so happened to have 'forgotten', instead of simply giving it to you, he pinned you to the wall in the bathroom, embarrassed that you were now naked—infront of your roommate who you absolutely hated, you tried to break free of his grip which only lead to him tightening his grip on your hands. "What are you trying to do, slut? Think I haven't got a clue on what you've been doing, hm?" he asked, looking down at you before he went in for a kiss which caught you off guard.

"Is this what you wanted? Want me to fuck you like the whore you are?" you felt flustered at his words, feeling aroused by the situation, a moan escaping your lips when you felt his knee pressed in-between your legs, he wasted no time in putting you on the nearest surface, forcefully spreading your legs apart, as he kneeled, holding your thighs, a smirk forming on his face at the sight of your dripping core. "Looks like someone was waiting for this, huh?" he asked, giving your cunt a spank which made you cry out.

before you could react, his tongue was inside your pussy, occasionally sucking on your puffy clit and giving it slaps when you tried closing your legs, he didn't care about how embarassed you were, diving his tongue inside your tight hole. "...fuck, you taste so good...", his cock was already aching hard, wanting your tight walls wrapped around his length, but before that he was going to make you beg.

as you were close to cumming all over his tongue, his movements stopped, "Wh‐ w-why did you stop?" you asked, confused as you looked at him, he seemed amused, not even hiding his grin, "Only good girls get to cum, not naughty slutty girls like you." was all he said, you could tell what his intention was, you frowned but gathered all your courage as you gazed down at him. "Scara...p-please...I really need it, s' badly... I'll do anything! Jus' please let me cum, I'll be a good girl...!" you tried your best convincing him, surprisingly he was satisfied with that, his tongue continuing to bring you to your climax. however, he didn't give you any time to calm down from your orgasm, instead pinning you on the counter, and freeing his shorts before plunginginh his cock deep inside your cunt, "Ha...so tight..." he groaned, pressing his face into your neck, his length stretched you out in two, something you haven't felt in so long, "Look at you, your hole is clenching around me, are you that happy that you finally got what you wanted?" He asked, chuckling lowly as he saw your expression, his rough and fast pace not changing even when tears formed in your eyes—Scaramouche was delighted at the feeling of your pussy being so warm, so wet and so, so tight, he's regretting that he didn't fuck you sooner. "Mmh... maybe I should have just done this earlier, yeah? Bet you dreamed of your roommate fucking your hole like this, if not, why else would I hear you moan and touch yourself when you know I'm just next room to you?" you couldn't respond to him, too dumb on his cock to form a sentence, you felt yourself cum on his cock, what irked you was that Scaramouche didn't bother slowing down his pace, instead only rutting with more force into your overestimulated cunt. "s' t-too much!" you cried out, looking at him for some sympathy but only earning a slap to your clit, "Shut up, you're gonna take it like a good fucktoy, like the big girl you are."

you were powerless to resist, only getting more turned on at his degrading words, gosh, you loved it when he was being mean to you. Maybe it wasn't so bad to have him as a roommate? you pondered the question, was it really that bad when he could fuck you so nicely, fill your womb full of his cum?

[lirational]

Hello, I just found your blog, and as a fan of PTN, I wanted to see if you would be interest in indulging a request of mine.

Said request is a poor reader revealing their rather desperate financial situation to Chelsea or Eirene by accident, namely by accidentally showing them their crumbling apartment home or hinting they can't afford their medicine.

I also hope you don't mind if I decide to make my own take on the requests and suggestions I send you when I get the chance, orif I share them with others, as I have made a similar suggestion to a fic writer in ao3.

Regardless, I hope you take care and stay safe, and I wish you good luck in PTN my fellow Chief.

Thank you for the request, and gladly, go ahead and do your own take ^^ after all more fics in PtN is always good!

—

Chelsea x Reader and Eirene x Reader (separate)

Content warnings: might contain a bit of financial manipulation (particularly Eirene’s, though nothing NSFW. Regardless, exercise caution.

Countess Chelsea:

She found out when you got an unexpected call from your insurance provider when you both were on a date, notifying you that they would stop covering the cost for one of your meds.

You were always adamant about not relying on her for anything, and she was fond of this part of you, but still, you insisted that it’s alright, you can take care of yourself, and you will find a way out of this mess the way you always did whenever a similar problem came up.

This earns you a pinch of your cheek and a teasing remark, and she stopped mentioning it up to the end of your date.

Later at night, you receive a call, saying that there was a policy mistake and you’ll get your meds covered again.

Chelsea was evasive about it when asked directly, however, your guess was practically confirmed from the way she acts. She’s more demanding for cuddles, more willing to tease you for more affection. Part of this was from habit, as she would usually ask her sugar babies to do som embarassing things in exchange for her money, but for the most part? She wants you close.

I believe that Sitri would actually push you closer to her while you two were cuddling. Having a gem cat press on your back or body is certainly interesting, to say the least.

One thing is clear, after this, Chelsea will start paying more attention to you :)

Eirene:

There is no way that she wouldn’t have found out eventually. As the CEO of a supermassive company, she has to keep an eye on those she cherishes, or risk those people getting harmed by her competitors.

However, she is a businesswoman through and through, and it shows with the ‘aid’ she gave you. When you got drenched late at night as your roof gave way, she immediately responded, ordering her employees to take you to the best hotel right away. You thanked her afterwards, and she did bask in your gratitude, however, she keeps a ledger of the aid she gave you.

She takes time to visit under pretense of checking the hotel’s accomodation. In her words, a business under her company should always provide the best accomodation at all times and this was just a surprise inspection. However, you can just sense that she wanted an excuse to visit you.

Point this out, however, and all of a sudden, a vase in a corner somewhere would turn into a pile of dust, while her demeanor remained the same.

She loves you, truly, but a combination of wanting to keep you safe and her desire to have you culminates in giving you a contract, promising you will never want for anything as long as you work for her. Under several dozen pages of legalese, she hid a clause that you would surrender your entire being to her.

All the aid she gives are not free, and she keeps a ledger of how much you owe her. Write your name on the dotted line, and your life will become all that much easier~

[totally-not-here-for-the-smut]

Hi, it's me again! I hope I'm not being annoying, but can I have headcanon for M6 with a MC who accidentally took aphrodisiac? Thanks!

Not annoying at all! Happy to be your smut dealer lol

Before we start, a disclaimer: I imagined this scenarios in a situation of uncinditional trust and consent. I've often read of "funny" fantasy situations with potions & love magic involved where one character ends up being intimate with another just because they unknowingly took (or were given!!!) something to have them behaving in that way. To me, this is the fantasy equivalent of rape. Having someone consent to sex or being involved in a continuative relationship while under the effect of *anything* it is not ok. So, I really want to specify that this HCs are consensual, and happen in an established, explicit relationship in which consent is unconditional (of course, such a situation is possible only in a fantasy setting. No irl relationship has unconditional and total consent).

Aphrodisiac Headcanons

♤•••♧

Tw: light bdsm, embarassment, rough

There are a few things to keep in mind while working at a magic shop. First thing is, there are no such things like "substitutions". When cooking, you can switch eggs with seed jelly and flour, or butter with milk, and expect a decent result. With magic, you can't. You know this, but sometimes mistakes do happen. Switching sage with white sage it's so easy in a dark evening... and breathing in the vapors that rise from the cauldron can create unexpected events.

Portia is delighted by your attentions, today. She can't wrap her head around why you're so eager to see her, though. You knew she was working, but couldn't stay away from her... after all, the palace is so big that's easy to "get lost" in it, and the thunderstorm is dark and noisy... Who will be able to hear her moaning?

She's on her knees now, her head firmly pressed against your groin by your greedy hands. It wasn't hard to get her there: you brought her to the brim of an orgasm as she had her hands buisy doing laundry, and then threatened her to leave her that way if she didn't follow your indications. Luckily, she didn't see through your bluff, and literally fell at your feet... but in reality, you could have never truly resist to make her come.

Lucio doesn't seem to realize what happened. Of course you can't wait to be with him! You end up spending the day in bed, going so many rounds that eventually the bedsheets are soaked in sweat... and something more.

When Lucio is finally drained and exhausted -for the first time you bettered him!- he starts wandering how the hell your all up and ready for more. He tries to go one more round, but he's done, and almost passes out on top of you. You look at him sleeping, wondering if you could hack his magical gauntlet somehow to ho ahead, but eventually you decide to let him sleep. Who knows, maybe Nadia is still awake...

It takes a few seconds for Asra to understand what's happened. He stops you halfway, he takes a look at your mistake and he knows right away that him alone would end up destroyed before you'll be satisfied. The solution it's clear and simple. Orgy.

-work in progress! Tumbr app is giving me some problems lately ^^" I'll add the other m6 in a bit

One thing Asra doesn't lack is a wide list of friends who will gladly have a ride. The desert house is the perfect place, so isolated and silent... well, until it's filled up with moans. As you're engaged in various filling activities, you cast a glance at him, and see him sitting in the middle of the room, surrounded by men and women both, almost like an ancient dionysian demigod in a bacchanal.

At first, Muriel doesn't understand why you're like this, today. When you manage to stop blabbering and staring at his bare chest, you explain to him what happened. He's not exactly embarrassed, but he doesn't want to be with you if he has reasons to think you only want him because of some external factor. So, you ask him, you beg him and you pray him and cry, because you need him to fuck you, but there's no way to convince him.

Eventually, he agrees to lie down next to you, on his bed. You spend the night trebling close to his body, wishing to have more than his body heat that radiates from the tight hug he's holding you in. By the morning, you're exhausted and your tights are so, so wet. The effect is wearing out.

Only then, Muriel agrees to take you, slowly, as you struggle to stay awake just as your body struggles to stretch around his girth. He has a sweet smile, now that he knows you want him nonetheless... but is there a glimpse of fun in his eyes?

[margarine-archives]

Kouign amann cookie dating head canons I haven’t seen anything for her 😭

General Dating HCs with: Kouign-Amann Cookie !

notes: in celebration of her release today, I present kouign-amann cookie ! I hope I can get her to 3 stars !

- one thing about kouign-amann is that she's a natural leader, giving everyone motivation from her presence alone. If you have trouble finding any form of motivation to do work then she's the girl you need !

- she doesn't give up on anything so why should she let you give up on tough challenges ? Though this wouldn't mean she'd force you into something you can't handle anymore ! She's always willing to help you finish your tasks in a heartbeat

- as strong as she is as a paladin, she has a heart as soft as fresh dough ! Willing to help you at any chance she gets. To her, its great quality time ! you both get to converse together as you finish an important task simultaneously, its hitting two bluebirds with one stone !

- she will offer you to train with her ! Though she always wins, she also helps you improve your own skills in combat, in order to protect yourself from dangers ahead !

- despite knowing self defence, this doesn't mean she won't be overprotective of you, she is willing to step front on the battlefield for you ! A paladin can't take any risks, and that means ensuring your safety

- if you are hurt, she is quick on her feet to carry you to a healer, if it's a simple scratch then she will aid you herself (probably has an emergency kit for situations like this !)

- Though she is bold in strength, she is quite shy when it comes to affection, her face turning pink at the simplest affections from you. She's very smitten with you !

- give her lots of love and affection after her combat training and she'll be over the stars ! even the simplest peck on the cheek from you is enough for her motivation to skyrocket to the cosmos !

- she is just so, so, so in love with you ! Though she is gentle, she is very passionate ! One time you kissed her so passionately that she almost fainted ! You nearly broke one of the strongest paladins !

- in general though, because she is so passionate, her kisses always last very long without even realizing it ! she's so focused in showing her love to you with just one kiss that she forgot the need for air ! She truly tries and make the most of it every minute she gets, and because she just can't get enough of you

- is a sucker for cuddles and any type of physical affection ! cuddle with her after such a tiring day of training and she'll be recharged quickly for another training session ! Loves nuzzling her face in your neck, she's quite addicted with your scent.

- she loves pda ! but she also gets embarassed so easily.. Whenever she feels especially bold one day, she makes sure to make the most out of it ! Showering you in kisses even in the public eye (only to get embarassed a few minutes after). She knows the public has their eyes on her, and that she has to uphold her position, but she just can't help herself sometimes !

- even if she tries to hide it, most cookies already know her smitten behavior towards you (even before you two dated !), she'd have the lovestruck look, her face resting on her palm with a tint of pink in her features, they see the way the cookie looks at you with such a soft face

- somehow, anything, or any reaction you give is cute to her. You could be frustrated or even happy and she'd still find you adorable. She'll never admit it, but she still finds you cute even when you're sad, and she feels bad that she feels such a thing (continued finding you cute even as you cried..) everything about you is simply cute to her ! and she has an adoration for cute things

- speaking of cute things, she'll definitely give you cute gifts, such as cute stuffed animals or cute themed weapons ! She will simply love you even more (if that's even possible) if you give her similar gifts ! you can see them as decorations in her chambers

- handles a good amount of teasing. Don't tease her too much though ! you might turn the paladin into crumbs.. Her poor heart simply can't handle it for too long !

- She loves dancing in her chambers, and loves dancing alongside you ! Though she completely goes haywire if you make any advancements to make your proximity smaller, whether you pull her close by hand or by her waist. She'll be redfaced, but over the moon nonetheless ! She makes sure to make the most out of it during these romantic moments

- sends you affectionate and heartful letters whenever she's away from you (typically an expedition, otherwise, if given the chance, she'll bring you alongside her !), always consisting of things about her current expedition and how much she misses you ! Please write her back ! she always anticipates an answer from you no matter how busy she can be !

- even in training, she always has you on her mind. Have you eaten already ? how are you doing while she's busy ? what would you like to do after her training ? she admits that it distracts her sometimes, but it's also a high motivational boost to finish training quickly so she can see you !

- will be very happy if you watch her during the triple cone cup tournament, its like your presence alone is another motivational boost for her to try and win ! Assure her and give her affection when she loses though, then she will be back on her feet again in no time !

- her self esteem falters in face of failure, she needs you whenever this happens. Give her cuddles, plentiful assurance and kisses, and she'll feel so much better ! Apologizes for being such a burden for you to handle, only to be cut off with a little kiss (the kiss was not little, in fact, it lasted very long)

[tisthedamngreenbriar]

windows boarded up after the storm, he built a fire just to keep me warm.

guys i'm so embarassed. so. i wrote this for the @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers Sprint Fic Challenge, BUT THE JULY ONE. and as you may notice it is september already.

in my defense, i kinda started this one and then completely abandoned it on my drafts and never once looked back. but now is here! kinda! this is my first time ever writing a challenge, and also my first time posting my writing in here!! for the sprint challenge july 2023, I chose the social media prompt + one of the prompts from previous challenges (hope that was allowed??)

this is neither polished or revised, just fresh out the notes app so you guys will have to forgive me for errors. i fully intend to develop this aswell, but we'll see.

enjoy!

***

It was supposed to be small. A simple get together for their group, with cake and booze to celebrate Rose's birthday. But, now they were in a mansion one hour out of town and Marinette was pretty sure she could smell something burning.

But, first things first: lets not get ahead of ourselves.

***

Moving everything was a pain in the ass. They'd to be quick and through so no food or garnment was neither damaged nor left behind - also watch out for the worst case scenario, harming sound equipament -, and the threat of the storm was making Marinette mimic the thunders, rumbling with anxiety. With everything already packed in the cars, they went on their merry way, with Adrien leading the path out of the city. 

The blonde boy really was an angel. Offering to take the party to his country house when the weather became Marinette's worse enemy was so kind that the bluenette's heart fluttered a bit, reminding her why she used to have that stupid and exponentially big crush on him all those years ago. Not that that meant anything: her romantic organ also gave a little jump seeing him help Kagami, his long term girlfriend, into the car. Affection just made her goofy.

Getting to the estate was easy, since the rain wasn't really pouring yet and the traffic was on their side, for a change. Obviously, it was huge, because the Agrestes never failed in that department, and everyone immeadiately? started setting everything up on the patio behind the main house and in front of the guest one, so they could use it for bathroom breaks and personal items since no one was willying to wander in the Agreste's mansion and risk scarring his perfectly put everything. The rain didnt seem to follow them so atleast it was safe to be outside.

And then there was Luka. Going around helping out everyone, smilling and whistling to himself. Luka who was just as oblivious to her as Adrien had been, cause apparently that was just her luck. 

"Girl, stop staring, Jesus" Alya's voice broke off any coherent line of thought that Marinette could have formed, startling the smaller one. "You're gonna burn holes on that poor boys back"

"Am I that bad, or is it possible that you are just a drama queen hoping to live uncomfortable situations vicariously through me since you are on a happy and commited relationship?" Marinette arched her brown and left out a breath after going through that phrase fast so that her best friend couldn't interrupt.

"I thought you were a double  major on fashion and business, not psychoanalysis, babes" Alya's eyes closed in on her behind the glasses, the tilt of the redhead's head adding to the menacing look.

"And I thought you were on margarita duty. Where are my drinks, Césaire?"

"Here," the sound came from behind Marinette and this time the jump almost made her drop the firmly held karaoke machine. Before she could register the movement, a arm came foward to take it out of her hands, caging her in. "Where do you want these?" The voice was now in her ear, speaking so softly it could only belong to Luka. This time, the surprise made her actually jerk foward and the man stepped back to allow the reaction.

With the added space, Marinette turned to face him, carrying a pint of she supposed were margaritas on one hand and the box who she was just strugglig with on the other like it was nothing. Looking absolutely delicious doing both, not to mention it.

"Sorry for the scare, Mari," he smiled at her apologetic and she believed she could have died right there on the spot, hearing the nickname and seeing the dimples "'I was just trying to help."

"No, no, its okay! Im just... jumpy. So much to do and whatnot" she tried her best to smile back but the proximity made it wobly. she probably looked so silly that just thinking about it made her wanna scream. But Luka didnt seem fazed.

"At your service" Marinette felt like passing out. "I'm gonna find a place to put these down and then come back to help, okay?"

Not trusting herself to speak, the French-Chinese simply nodded, and at that he walked out. Alya's eyes were on her the whole time, fighting back the smirk.

"Not a word" Marinette sushed her, and the journalist cackled into the sky.

***

The party was a success, as far as last minute ones go. It made Rose so happy she teared up a little over the cake, plus she was so delighted at Marinettes dedication to making the whole arrangement work -- and fighting for the party to go on on the first place -- that the petit blond decided to gift her with the first slice of cake.

Now, it was late and they were all a little too buzzed to drive back. The lights and decorations were all still up, so they sat on a messy circle made out of lawn chairs and pillows, chating about nothing in particular.

Somehow, Marinette ended up on Luka's chair, their bodies pressed together in the small space. Looking for the perfect position, luka grabbed her legs so that they were in his lap and trew one of his arms over her shoulders, causing the girl to shiver with the contact.

"You cold?" He asked her while drawing patterns on her knee hith the hand that rested there. She took a minute to answer positively, barely registering that it was a question, concentrating too much on the way his fingers found the spot that got all her hairs standing and saluding the man that was Luka Couffaine. The second shudder was welcomed by him, who took the softly whispered "yes" and the trembling as results of her freezing and not Marinette being turned on. Thank God for small mercies.

With that, Luka got up and sprinted away after drapping his jacket all around her. She didnt quite understand what was going on until he had already organized all the firewood on the middle of the patio and was trying to light it.

He wasnt. No way.

But apparently the thought of setting stuff on fire appealed more to Luka than simply holding her. Awesome.

"Do you ever just forget they're Couffaines? But then they do something like like this." She could hear the laugh in Rose's voice before turning to meet her eye. "In the beggining of our relationship Juleka would pull the most ridiculous stunts and go the hardest lenghts to prove herself to me. It was so silly. I felt like a damsel in distress on a bad mute movie. But don't worry too much about it. Luka is far more vocal than Jules, and even if he weren't they are fast learners, the Couffaines."

...What?

Maybe the confusion was obvious in Marinettes face, or she had said it out loud cause Rose continued.

"What? Did I say something wrong? Did I meddled? Is just that you guys have been on this will they, won't the thing for so long, and neither of you would just come out and say it! It feels good to be finally able to say it, that's it." Marinettes eyes widened even more than she thought it was possible. What the hell Rose thinks is going on?

It was only when all the bluenette could do was look terrified with her mouth basically hanging open, that the blonde one realized she made a mistake.

[macaiv]

Selected sections/summary of Esteban's and his Race Engineer, Josh Peckett's interviews in the Alpine F1 Team Inside Season 2022 Book. The book is in french so I used google translate.

How they met (and met again)

They met in 2016 at Manor. Josh was Pascal Wherlein's engineer at that time. Stuart Barlow, Esteban's Performance Engineer was also in Manor in Pascal's side of the garage.

They all met again in Renault at the end of 2019. Josh was Esteban's Performance Engineer then while Stuart was involved in the test program with the young drivers.

When the opportunity arose they all thought about reforming the team they had in Manor and Esteban pushed for Josh to be his race engineer in 2021 alongside Stuart as his performance engineer.

Their Relationship

Esteban: "There are a few people with whom it clicks right away. We understand each other very well. Age may play a role and makes us more on the same page (they are only about 6 years apart)".

"We're very close, I see Josh, Stuart, Dave and Mathieu, my whole team on my side of the garage, more often than my family. We have small dinners before the races. I also meet them in the simulator when I go to the Enstone factory. These are people I really like. They're more than coworkers. It's a big family."

Josh: "Given the time we spend together over the course of a season, it's better to get along humanly. It would be very difficult to work with a driver with whom you have no affinity. That would be quite embarassing even. I've been lucky so far, because I've always gotten along well with the drivers I've worked with. It is natural to respect each other's schedule. Esteban has a lot of commitments and obligations between races, so I know there are days when he won't want to talk about work. So I just send him a little message to get some news and it's much better that way. We have to find the right balance."

The role of a Race Engineer

A performance engineer will focus on two or three really specific engineering tasks. In comparison, a race engineer needs to have a more global view of the situation. They have to manage a small teams of mechanics, engineers, tyre managers, etc. There is a more managerial aspect compared to other more specialized positions.

A Race engineer acts like a filter for the driver. It could be overwhelming for the engineer to hear multiple voices in the headset and to know who to listen to first, and to quickly know what interests you at this or that moment. But it gets easier over time.

Communication between driver and engineer

Josh: "With Esteban, it's clear from the beginning. We try to stick to the essentials with brief and straightforward exchanges, but it's rare to have prolonged periods of silence during the race."

Esteban: "Josh has voice that carries and knows how to calm down, even though I'm still very calm when I'm driving. It's essential for us to be understood on the radio. Above all, he has this ability to anticipate, so that he gives the right information at the right time. ....having the data without asking for it is very satisfying. We save a lot of time when the engineer is one step ahead."

[yakuzacanons]

Hello! Can I request Shinada dating headcanons, sfw, nsfw, pretty please? *w*

First post for my sweet baseball boy, let's fuckin GOOOOO so excited for Shinada time bb. All the tasty deets down below, happy new year sweet anon!

To put it bluntly, Shinada is pure of heart and dumb of ass. Man's got a heart of gold and a puppy dog type of love but boy is he oblivious. You could flirt openly with him and he'd be like "Haha, funny joke!". It's actually because he's too nice to assume someone is into him, although he is also just kind of a little stupid sometimes.

Not great at hiding the fact he has a crush. Blushes like no tomorrow when complimented and has a totally cutesy vibe around you if he's into you. It's easy to chalk it up to his silly and easy going attitude, but honestly he's playing up the goofiness to cover up the fact that he has no fucking clue how to tell you how he feels.

Shinada is aware that his current work/living situation isn't exactly ideal relationship material. Hell, it isn't ideal even for him by himself! He's too hard on himself in many ways but romance is definitely a category where he just counts himself out of the list of potential guys someone like you would date.

Having said that, you cannot fathom his surprise if you were to confess to him. He'd probably just blurt out a shocked laugh or try to brush it off as some weird new joke of yours before realizing this shit is really happening in real life in real time. After that, he's just like "Now what?! I never thought I'd get this far??"

If you don't confess first, he will eventually reach a boiling point and just say it himself, likely blurting it out in the most unplanned way possible and probably after a couple of drinks to give him courage. Despite the fact that it's super sudden, he IS unusually serious and sincere about it.

Dates are pretty casual for Shinada since his budget is pretty small. He likes just getting a meal or drinks with you, something casual where he can spend most of the time talking with you. Although he can have a clumsy vibe to him, he's actually a pretty good conversationalist and loves getting to know you.

Fond of just holding hands and taking walks. He'll be much more affectionate in private though. He's a total cuddlebug. Would fall asleep just holding you every single day if he had it his way.

Pretty shy about inviting you over to spend the night since his place is super cramped and if he's honest he's not always the tidiest man on earth. Will go through extra effort to clean and stock the fridge with food you like if he knows you're coming over ahead of time.

In bed, Shinada is a verse but he tends to lean more towards being a power bottom than anything else. Not particularly kinky, the occasional hair pulling is fun but he's not into getting whipped or spanked. He's too much of a sweetheart golden retriver type of guy to hit you during sex either, he'll just get nervous and embarassed.

Has an average sex drive. So many years of being utterly single has made him good at restraint so he won't ever just be in a desparate or insatiable mood. Overall, a pretty respectful guy albeit a little oblivious and clumsy at times.

Important note: sleepy king, almost as bad as Akiyama. Please forgive him if you call him in the morning and he totally misses it. He was actually just passed out.

[achillearrow]

I'm not even half into Black Powder War and Laurence is always so angry or stressed, it's funny.

First he's stressed because he fears being late for the eggs

And then he's furious against Tharkay. But in the end he's just stressed because they got late and Tharkay is not a bad guy, just very confusing (and let's be sincere a little bitch too).

He feels like Temeraire is too extreme in his beliefs but he also he fear he would like better to stay in China

And then they meet wild dragons, there is a avalanche and he is angry again.

He discovers that Lung Tien Lien is going to France and she is far ahead of them.

They get even MORE LATE and god he is so stressed.

And in the end after weeks of negative feelings the man discover that the deal is gone and that they will not take the eggs. The whole situation is fishy as fuck.

So now he is stressed AND furious.

I just feel like the poor man is very close to having a very legitimate breakdown.

(Bonus point : Before all of that, he has to wear something different than his uniform and proper little Laurence is very embarassed. )

[amelikos]

Some character notes and episode notes for HZ059, writing them down for future reference.

First part of the ep had Dot and the others heading to Aoki's gym so Dot could take her implementation test only to find out that he wasn't there and that he was coming back later. Dot was feeling impatient and wanted to take her test quickly and even said she studied Aoki's videos a lot and came up with strategies taking into account her two Pokemon. Kuwassu eventually wanders away from the group after hearing some music and the group follows him to look for him. Kuwassu was watching a dance performance by an Odoridori and its trainer. He eventually joins in and Odoridori's trainer, upon finding out that Dot and the others were looking for Aoki, tells Dot that she'll tell her where Aoki is after they get acquainted with a dance. Ensues a dance session with Kuwassu and Odoridori. Kuwassu learns to improve his steps and even incorporates new ones in his routine, which impresses the crowd who is watching and Odoridori's trainer. After the performance ends, Dot and the others head to the Treasure Eatery, which is where they find Aoki. They introduce themselves to each other. Roy was surprised to learn that Aoki was both part of the Elite Four and a Gym Leader. The restaurant's dining area is then transformed into a battlefield so Aoki and Dot can have their battle.

Second part of the ep featured the actual battle. Dot says that Kanuchan has no battle experience (as in, official battle) so she decides to send out Kuwassu first. Aoki sends Nonokotchi. Kuwassu is soon paralyzed by Nonokotchi so Dot returns him and sends Kanuchan (and there was a cute moment of Kuwassu coming out of his Pokeball to cheer on Kanuchan because she was scared of Nonokotchi at first). Kanuchan does a good job against Nonokotchi all things considered, but Aoki returns his Pokemon and sends out Mukuhawk who soon defeats Kanuchan. So the end the battle comes down to Mukuhawk and Kuwassu. Dot loses her composure a bit because Aoki is always one step ahead of her and counters all her plans, so he asks her if plans are something she executes by herself. So Dot understands that she needs to take into account Kuwassu more and is more in sync with him afterwards. Kuwassu eventually evolves into Welcamo during the battle and Dot uses Terastal. Aoki does as well, and eventually defeats her. Dot is frustrated about losing and was surprised about passing her test. Aoki explained the reasons for passing her and considered that she did great work in implementing what she learned in her basics test. Liko and Roy congratulate Dot for passing her test, and they end up eating special onigiri at the Treasure Eatery (paid by Aoki, he was nice for offering them all onigiri).

Anyway, this was overall a nice episode. The battle was fine. Ep was written by Naohiro Fukushima (he wrote lots of Dot-centric eps at this point, he was also the one who wrote Dot's basics test with Nanjamo).

I loved seeing Dot's many different sides in display this ep. The way she comforted Kanuchan at the beginning by hugging her after Kanuchan fell on the ground and cried was adorable (back in HZ044, she didn't how to handle her crying so she called her back in her Pokeball). I loved how the previous ep and this one shows that Dot is more comfortable handling Kanuchan now, and how her tender side always comes out with her. She also showed that she could be impatient (she wanted to take her test quickly). Dot can also be smug and prideful (the way she bragged about Kuwassu being a hardworker was cute, that's her partner she is proud of!). She also can be goofy (the way she danced and moved around during her battle was fun), or shy and embarassed around strangers (she didn't know what to say to the staff at the Treasure Eatery.. and the way Liko naturally talked for her was a nice touch, Liko probably saw that Dot couldn't handle the situation and took over). I just like that Dot is a full person who has all these sides to her. Dot's arc with food will never get old either (she keeps trying lots of new stuff this chapter, like the onigiri at the end, and isn't scared of eating new things).

I also liked the way her relationship with Kuwassu (and eventually Welcamo) was showcased (seeing more of Kuwassu's playful side at the beginning was great too, he is usually more serious so seeing him excited over things he likes was a change of pace). Dot said that she thought they were both growing together but he passed her on again and she wants to catch up to him. It reminded me of the way she didn't want to stay on the sidelines anymore back in HZ045 and wanted to get actively involved with Liko and Roy and stand by their side as an equal. Dot was afraid that she had missed on a lot of things (when she admitted her fears to Liko in HZ027) but she is still trying either way and even though she admits that even her Pokemon can be ahead of her sometimes, it just motivates her to catch up. I also think it's interesting to have a trainer and Pokemon relationship like Dot and Welcamo in the anime. Kuwassu was always generally more put together than Dot and encouraged her multiple times in times of doubt (I remember reading that Dot feels like the middle child in her own team and it's kinda true w). Dot admits that too. In general, I just like the way the trio's relationships with their partners are depicted because they all feel distinct and varied. I keep enjoying the way Pokemon evolutions in Horizons are linked to the growth of both the trainers and Pokemon and showcase the emotional growth too (and that you know they will evolve, there is no doubt about that either).

I also thought that Dot being surprised that she passed her test was reminiscent of other instances in which Dot couldn't see the good that she did. Similar to the way she had a bit of difficult time acknwoledging Liko's compliments in HZ027 (Liko reassured her that she was doing lots of good things for everyone on the ship, but Dot had only focused on how she had been tricked by Spinel). This time too, she focused on the battle outcome (her loss) and couldn't initially see that she had learned a lot of things and applied them during her battle. Anyway, I really like the way the Terastal course is set because of this. I wonder how Dot will grow in terms of battles. She tends to prepare in advance a lot and studies her opponents (just like Spinel by the way), but I think she'll need to adapt on the fly against the Explorers for example (she doesn't know the way all of them battle etc…).

[tealclover]

The Boy and the Bunny

Legend was given a chance to turn back time, to save Hyrule from a deathly fate, and he took it. Nobody told him he would be expected to do so as a rabbit.

Link is just happy to have a traveling companion on his way to help the princess.

(1182 words)

“Crap!” Legend barked, diving to dodge a projectile that nearly missed his head. He flattened himself to the ground, hiding within surrounding overgrowth as he crawled several paces closer to his target. 

He’d have been done with this fight ages ago if he’d had even a single weapon on hand, but apparently his entire arsenal had collectively decided to ditch him at the last portal. Nevermind the fact that his whole current predicament was absolute BS.

When Nayru – the oracle, not the Goddess – recruited him a few hours ago, this wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind.

The fact that the Veteran was currently struggling to get himself past an octoroc of all things was embarassing. More than embarassing. Mortifying.  

He was so glad the others weren’t here to see this because that made up only half of his current humiliation. 

The other half of it had to do with the fact that, when his fourth attempt to outmanuever his opponent resulted in a face-full of rock, what came out of his mouth was not a pained shout, but a pitiful little squeak as he was flung through the air several yards back. Stubby limbs flailed uselessly for purchase until he finally rolled to a stop. When he shoved himself upright again, dirt trickled down rosy pink fur, and his long ears spun around madly in an attempt to catch the sound of his approaching foe. It was all he could do to leap clear before a barrage of stone-pellets blitzed the patch of grass he’d just stood in not half a second prior.

Rabbits were not built to fight.

Though if he could just get around the stupid thing, he shouldn’t have to. Rabbits were supposed to be fast, weren’t they?

Not fast enough, he lamented sourly when the octoroc manuevered its way yet again into his field of vision.

There weren’t words to describe how much he loathed this situation.

How did Legend keep getting himself caught up in these sorts of predicaments? One would think that after six-and-a-half adventures’ worth of flaming Tokay garbage he’d put up with, the Goddesses would have had their fun by now and moved along to some other sorry sap for heroic humiliation and entertainment.

Well, apparently not, because here he was yet again. Attempt number five had him sprinting for all he was worth, ducking and swerving every which direction in a frantic getaway. If the rapid-fire spitballing was any indicator, he had successfully managed to retain the monster’s undivided attention for the some seven-odd minutes, despite his current status as a small, unremarkable forest critter. Either that thing had a serious craving for rabbit roast, or it had a thing against the color pink. True to form, fabled hero luck was certainly holding up today.

As if in direct response to his musings, an octo-squeal sounded, accompanied by the familiar high-pitched release of octo-gas. Following that was a somewhat timid but curious “Hello?”  

The voice was a bit different than he remembered – a bit higher, more youthful, more heavily accented (or maybe it was a lisp) – but it was unmistakably familiar, and exactly what he was looking for. 

It was always nice when convenience decided to be a thing that existed. Even if the timing of it all ensured that his dignity was nothing but crumbled remains on the ground.

Standing mere meters ahead of him with a sword in hand and a dusting octoroc at his feet, stood Hyrule. Younger than he was used to, but still bright-eyed and curious and very much alive.

If Legend hadn’t gained years’ worth of experience stuffing all of his emotions into bottles and chucking them into perilous places, he might have cried. 

Oh. Wait.

He was crying.

Fantastic. Like he wasn’t humiliated already.

Fortunately, the kid didn't seem to notice yet, as fascinated as he was with the rabbit. An uncertain smile flitted on his face as he pinched his green tunic in a silent question. 

Yeah, a clothed rabbit out in the middle of a wasteland wasn't exactly subtle. 

"Yeah, yeah, I know I look weird," he grumbled, swiftly swiping at his eyes before hobbling over a few steps. The sword in the other’s hands kept him from getting too close though. Legend knew who he was, but Hyrule didn't yet know him. For all he knew, he was standing in front of his next meal.

(And wasn't it just peachy, that Legend had compared himself to food twice in the past two minutes? Why did he have to be a rabbit of all things , easy pickings for monsters and scrawny children alike…)

"Are you a monster?" Despite the implications of the question, it was asked with much more curiosity than caution. Hyrule was not afraid of Legend in the slightest, and even knelt down to observe him at eye-level. He didn’t sheath his sword though, unfortunately. Smart kid.

“If I was, that octoroc sure didn’t care.”

“You don’t look like a monster,” the boy remarked thoughtfully. Then, with only a second’s warning, his hand flitted out. Legend flinched back, thinking the other was making a grab for him, only for tiny fingers to rest on his head. The hero-turned-rabbit sat stock-still, torn between indignation and long-suffering while Hyrule happily scratched between his ears.

Well. At least he wasn’t going to eat him.

Though maybe he’d rather get eaten.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Legend grumbled, shoving the offender’s arm away. The boy giggled, eyes shining as his arm came to rest on his knee. “You know, if I was a monster, I’d have bitten your hand off just now. You really shouldn’t just touch things like that.”

“Are you lost?” The Traveler asked, ignoring him completely. Legend twitched. Hyrule, of course, misinterpreted his annoyance for an affirmation. “You are? Do you need help?”

“I don’t need-!” Legend began sharply, then cut himself off. Getting angry wasn’t going to help anything. “I’m not lost,” he explained evenly, pinching his nose. 

Hyrule didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he gave their surroundings a cursory glance. Finally, he sheathed his sword and offered both his hands to the rabbit in a silent invitation. Legend, reluctantly curious, swallowed the last bit of his pride and stepped toward the boy’s waiting hands where he was picked up and cradled against the other’s chest like a baby. “Let’s go find your home.”

Did this kid have cotton in his ears? “I just said I’m not-” That was when the realization struck him. “Wait. Can you understand me?”

Hyrule gave him a big smile and stood up but didn’t answer him. Legend groaned. “Of course you don’t.” That was just peachy. In comparison to the Rancher, Legend had only One Thing going for him in this form, and that was his ability to communicate verbally. Now he didn’t even have that. What did the Goddesses expect him to do in this predicament?!

Nothing, probably, his mind reminded him darkly.

He scowled. Screw that. Helpless rabbit or not, he was going to do something.

He wasn’t going to let Hyrule down a second time.

Just a fun idea I wanted to play with. :) Quick interest check. Would anyone be interested in seeing something like this continue?

[katebluebird]

2, 5, 7, 15, 38, and 54 for the ask meme??

oh boy!!

2.How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

Not loosely. If she considers someone a friend, that's because she's sure she really likes that person a lot and knows this isn't a fleeting a quaintance. Though that doesn't mean it takes her a long time to consider someone a friend, since she attatches easily. If she starts considering someone a friend too soon in her mind, she usually tries to carefully probe said friend if they consider her a friend too and if they share same feeling of closeness, or if she went ahead of herself again

5.Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?

Kind of, yeah. She can just stop trying to not think about all the negative feelings that she's been bottling up since she was a kid, and she would start immediatelly crying. Or rather have a full on breakdown lmao. That's something she would only do for a very good reason though or if she was pushed to confront those feelings eventually lol Alternatively, if she's in a relationship or is crushing on someone, she can think of her SO leaving her because of her being unlikable, and that also breaks her within seconds. That she might be doing on some nights already when intrusive thoughts get to her

7.What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them?

As cliche as it is, "(friend/so name here) sucks!!!". She will get trough the crowd and pick up a fight. That, and also that Luxray is not a good enough Pokemon competitively. That will also make her get engry enough to pick a fight lmao

15.What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?

She's pretty active when with new friends/crush, but alone she's pretty quiet and calm. Not always, but for the most part. When alone, she tends to think too much, and it often leads her to being and looking sad, while with someone else she usually supresses these thoughts

38.What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

I'm not sure if this counts, but somewhat collecting. She likes to collect little trinkets for herself, not counting collecting rocks and minerals, because she just thinks their neat. If someone were to ask her about these items, other than what she thinks about them or how she got them, she won't be able to tell much. If the other person ends up knowing more about those things than she does, she would feel embarassed

54.What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?

Briefly freeze, then flight. That applies to both physical danger and emotional

[breitzbachbea]

25 fruk kiss ?

30 sicire kiss ?

I feel like both are classics for the respective ships but what can I say I love reading the same thing over and over when it comes to fiction :D

NEVER TOUCH A RUNNING SYSTEM!!! IF IT AIN'T BROKEN DON'T FIX IT! That being said, after the day I had in Lecce, I could totally see this swapped, though. Michele and Harry sucking face while Catania is flooded. Doesn't even need to be rainy Ireland. For the latter I have to inquire with my sister, who went to South France for her holiday.

50 Kiss Prompts

FrUK - Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

"Seriously, going outside without an umbrella?! Are you mad?!" Arthur ranted after they had fled into the nearest Métro station, which was packed due to everyone else having the same idea. "If anything, I would have expected you'd take one because you're afraid of your hair being messed up by the rain! Are there any brains in that STD-raided brain of yours?!"

Some bystanders were looking at them, but François was used to it at this point. He just beamed, even though the embarassment of the situation - the situation mostly being Arthur's non-existent filter - still there in the quirk of his eyebrows. "I'm very glad to spend the weekend with you, too, mon chéri."

Arthur still glared at him, his briefcase above his head. "I'm seriously considering going straight to Dover via Calais. At least that tunnel is dry!"

François sighed. Instead of escalating their argument further, he cupped Arthur's face - wet skin on wet skin, cold fingers on warm cheeks - and leant in to kiss him hello. He could feel the other pout against him and chuckled, but at least Arthur didn't refuse him.

"We definitely have to change clothes once we're home," François said and now Arthur, ironically, blushed even harder. "Don't plan on spending the weekend with a cold."

Arthur lowered the briefcase, which still dripped from its corners, much like a few of his wheat-golden strands of hair. "Yes, me neither," he said.

François wrapped an arm around his shoulder, which Arthur eyed with a frown, but the blush stayed the same until he spoke up again: "Because if we're sick, how will I be able to kiss and cherish you all weekend!"

He leant in closer, while Arthur's cheeks radiated enough heat to probably dry him within minutes. "Although, if we're both sick, then I suppose it wouldn't matter and I could kiss you all the time, anyways." With that, he cupped one of the wet, warm cheeks and pressed a loud kiss - he made a kissing sound at the top of his throat, to make sure - to his other cheek. He could feel and taste the faintest hint of cold rain water.

"I'll trip you onto the tracks, then your concerns won't just be limited to this weekend," Arthur said as he stared straight ahead, across the tracks and to the métro station's other side.

He was fascinated with how red his ears were. So he laughed and made no show of releasing Arthur, who clung to his briefcase as if his life - or more accurately, his honour - depended on it. "But chéri, you will only make more concerns for yourself this way. Since if I am gravely injured, I will need someone to take care of me - and you wouldn't leave such a task to my poor Maman and Arielle and Désirée, would you?"

He laughed while Arthur's lips pressed into a thin line and he was surprised that neither steam was shooting out of his ears nor that the rest of the rainwater simply evaporated off of him.

He thought about extending the list of potential caretakers by dragging the Scots into it, but was sure that this could actually end with him on the tracks. So instead he smiled and patted Arthur's other cheek before he put his hand on his chest. Sadly, the other was too layered up to feel his heartbeat. "No, you wouldn't, mon lapin, so let's just get to my appartment, change out of these clothes and occupy ourselves with more pleasant activities for this evening. There's a lovely little restaurant that opened up around the corner, trés chic, so I could make a reservation, if you'd like."

It took a few more laboured breaths, but then Arthur deflated. "Yes, sounds good," he said. When François put his hand back onto his cheek to turn his face, he said: "Oh, you can't be helped, can you?", but answered the kiss to his lips.

SicIre - Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

By this point, Harry was doing himself no favours. With the amount of times he kissed Michele's neck, the sweat he licked up must have dried his throat out.

"Beddu ..." Michele said and moved his head to the side. They sat in the shade of his terrace, on the cold stone tiles. Harry leant against the wall, Michele in his lap. Next to them on a tablet were the granite Michele had made them.

Harry tried to speak, but as predicted, his voice gave out. Michele lifted one of the glasses up and helped but the straw into Harry's mouth, who greedily sucked up the thick sugar crystals infused with lemon juice.

Once they had been finished weeding the fields and Michele had done some emergency repairs on an eggplant, because Angelo's chicken would have been able to break out and into the fucking aula bunker of the Ucciardone, Harry had ditched his shirt, shoes and socks in the shade. Michele had followed suit with the shirt, so that his back and Harry's stomach now stuck together.

"Thanks darling," Harry said after he had released the straw and Michele looked at the pitiful rest of granita with a raised eyebrow. He put naughty thoughts about Harry's sucking strength aside like the glass and picked up another one to cool himself down.

It was too hot for naughty thoughts anyways. With the way that the walls enclosed his property, there was barely a rush of wind to cool them down, not to mention that the further away one got from the seaside, the more oppressive the heat.

Thusly, once Michele released the straw and turned his head to look at Harry, they only managed pecks on each other's lips. They turned their heads sometime and every now and then a tongue darted out to swipe across lips and prod the tip of the other's, but everything else seemed like too much work.

"Mhm, are those strawberries?" Harry asked after one such playful meeting of tongues. He licked his own lips.

"Mhm," Michele hummed in agreement and put the straw back between his lips to suck up more of the strawberry granita. It was unclear if Harry's hazy, yet desirefilled stare was related to the granita or naughty thoughts that involved Michele's mouth.

"Knock yourself out," he said. "That's why I made so many." He put the straw to Harry's mouth, who blissfully closed his eyes and made short work of the granita.

Michele softly kissed the pulsing cheek, his lips barely brushing skin and more the fine hairs and the faintest traces of an emerging five o'clock shade that Harry would have to shave tomorrow.

~*~

The Ucciardone, properly the carcere dell'ucciardone, is a high security prison in Palermo. The aula bunker is a court building on its premises which had specifically been constructed for the Maxi Trials of the late 80s and early 90s, which saw nearly 500 mafiosi on trial.

[placid0ne]

The Insecure Mind that Secures The Mind

What is Insecure?

Self doubt and disbelief because of the incapability to put trust in oneself.

Lack of self confidence and fear of people's judgment.

What is Secure?

Means when a person feels safe and away from harm.

Can also mean when something or someone is being protected from danger.

(Note: all of this was written by me [a.k.a placid0ne] base on my own understanding and self-experience)

Do you sometimes feel insecure or you always feel that way?

In my situation, I always feel like I'm insecure because I feel like I'm incapable of doing things and feel so stupid about it. I feel like I'm not worth enough. Sometimes I think I'm being naive to think I'm capable of doing things and don't want to brag about it that's why I also feel insecure, self-doubt, distrust, and it also leads to hatred to oneself. But there are times I want to give chance for myself, and I did! It's not bad, it's actually satisfying when you do something you're so incapable of doing. Try and try till there is chance.

"On the first try you might fail, but on the second try you'll prevail" - S

Why do people feel insecure?

Does being insecure helps a person feel more secure/safe about the bad situation that might come later on ?

Insecurities starts with people. People who are insecure tend to think about people's thoughts, opinions, or judgements about themselves when in truth they don't actually care. I've read something in the Bible that individuals overthink of the outcome just to feel prepared before a bad situation ever happens. It also helps them feel much secure and lessen their worry later on. In truth, it doesn't work much (base on my experience) when we think of the bad/negative outcome first. We always keep thinking and thinking by putting "Wha if?" OK, "what if I stutter in my presentation? What if I look ridiculous? That would be totally embarassing! I might breakdown"

Bad situations happen because we think of it. It's like we are thinking ahead and manifesting our own danger instead.

So too much thinking about the situation can make our minds focus more into and feel more worry and weary about it. But if we settle things and break it into parts, there is always a way to solve problems.

Effects of being insecure

Insecure people are being insecure because they feel safer or secure about it just to avoid bad situation ahead. That thought, has pros and cons. We think too much that we actually make bad habits out of it. Like for example:

Too much thinking that people never showed them their abilities/capabilities.

They never realised how exceptional or how much worth they are.

They want to be in a secluded place where socializing can be away from them, which is why finding a job or interacting with people will be much difficulty for them.

Have mental breakdown or much worse, mental illness (depression, suicide, phobia, anxiety, etc.)

They never let themselves show who or what kind of person they are. They can't find themselves true freedom because insecure people are the first person to judge themselves, they get to decide whether they believe of their capabilities or not.

We are like birds who lives in a cage, once they get out, they flap their wings as fast as they can because, there, they find an opportunity to escape or get out of cage that something that hinders their will or freedom. They feel more free to do whatever they want because they're a lot more to do outside (the world) that no mere human could count. Thousands, millions, billions, trillions, and so on. We can do many things in this given world that our Creator made. We shouldn't waste or take full advantage of it with such careless decision. "Be wise" as he said.

Small Story & Conclusion

You see, I had a green bird before that me and my mother bought when I was still younger. This birdie was in a small cage, he's cute that especially children would love. He almost got eaten by a cat, but he was luckily saved because of his cage. Later on, my mom decided to set free the bird. I was sad of course. I never had a pet before, but my momma felt sad about the bird being in a cage. Lastly, she is also pertaining that the bird needs to be free.

You see, I think we think we can cha if we change became mature and more independent in ourselves. But we can't change like that if all of the problems are only carried by ourselves. We need people who will lead us or guide us to the right way. We can ask God for his help and from our family or others even if they're unknown or anonymous (Like me, I'm unknown or anonymous but I'm here on Tumblr to try and help people who have problems. Although, I wouldn't recommend people trusting people who ask personal stuff haha. Be wise ya'll)

Even if it's impossible, things will surely get through...Just don't stop and don't give up! (P. S There are people here who's God differs or doesn't believe in God, as well as have problems with families and such. But just listen. I assure anyone that I would even understand the speck of their worries or problems)

Overall, I think we should be definitely be free from pain or any sense of insecurity or sense of anxiety. Speaking of anxiety, maybe I'll also make a topic about it too.

It's my first time here in Tumblr and I'm also busy in life, so I might not be able to always post this kind of long writing. And the things I wrote here aren't enough! But I don't want to make it long because it will be uninteresting and boring. So I'll see you again (whoever I'm talking to hehe😝😆)

(Note: all of this was written by me [a.k.a placid0ne] base on my own understanding and self-experience)

[wixelt]

I change my mind. Addendum to the Gem and Iskall ask.

Using some fae tricks, a smidge more accessable for her than the others now due to some training with Valandria, Gem manages to stay a fixed distance ahead of the chasing False, some speading up to dissapear into the spontaneous fog before appearing again deeper into the woods may also play into it.

But they're defaulting to the same events.

False's thoughts track roughly along these lines:

don'tgodon'tgodon'tgoi'msorrydon'tleavepleasedon'tleave I'M SORRY

Meanwhile, Maybe if it were just Stress, she could handle it but both Stress and False here and now she's doing it again you've learned nothing you're a coward you just can't help abandoning everyone who cares about you can you I hope you're proud-

And it's False's gut wrenching, hopeless, begging apology, and it's the way Gem freezes, and how quickly she turns around, and it's the tears streaming both their faces and it's how natural maintaining that insurmountable gap felt and it's Gem's double life in another world and it's how False treated a member of Gem's second family.

Amd maybe they both think it's their own fault, and maybe they also blame the other, and maybe Stress tries to convince them it wasn't either's. And maybe they have a lot they need to work through.

(and maybe there's shouting from two parts of the mountain, and Anne gets just a tad more impatient)

(Later Stress realizes the stone isn't fully charged but from what she can tell, that shouldn't effect much at least for simple uses, which she doesn't actually know if anything would count as that in this case but she assumes it's fine)

(Maybe I thought we could do better than maintaining canon levels of angst)

And now the second part to this. :D

Valeriana's better grasp on the thing locking down everyone's powers gives Gem a remarkable advantage. Though her usual, vital power's still lost to her, some of the other tricks she's picked up - especially those of the fae-perception variety - become a little more available.

So she manages to keep ahead of False & Stress so they're distracted for almost the entire temple trial, but as she sees False's expression slowly become that of recognition & the blonde grow desperate & panicked - her cries ringing in Gem's ears - Gem's heart breaks for her friends.

And that little inner voice that chides her every time she world hops to escape a dangerous situation - all the lies to save embarassment that have built up over time - gnaws at her resolve. She could've bore the emotional pain if it were just Stress, but with False as well - or even False alone - it's a different story.

So Gem falters, & turns around.

And all the stuff that went down between the two - Gem's double life, False's treatment of one of "Other" Gem's friends (False's own sister, she'd later learn), & at the root of it all that happened with the Moon - comes crashing down.

Both False & Gem blame themselves for their own failings, but that tiny mote of anger at each other also bubbles beneath the surface no matter how much Stress has help her gal pals patch things up. Not enough to affect their friendship in the day-to-day, but with the isolation & the uncertainty & now the chase, emotions run wild for a moment.

So you can forgive Anne & Val both for getting a little peeved at the shouting match going on in the background. :P

Thankfully, despite the angst, getting all this out in the open was only a net positive, & by the time everyone groups up again, False, Gem & Stress are hugging it out.

And though Stress notices the incomplete charge, she probably doesn't comment on it. If she did, Anne would tell Marcy, who'd tell Andrias... & you can guess how that'd--

...

...Hmm. Actually, there's a thought.

Hey, anyone ever read this Amphibia fancomic before? (I've been dying for a follow-up, but right now its giving me food for thought.)

(No worries wanting to up the angst. As has been said, the Hermits presence isn't entirely a positive & this is probably roughly the time the signs of the escalation & hazards its caused start to show more.)