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moirasdolly · 3 months ago

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hii! Hope your doing well ! Okay so I wanted to make a request that i had in my mind for a little while but..fem reader forbidden love with Arlecchino(sort of) -hear me out🥲

So this could begin with like, the reader being from the orphanage just like Arlecchino back then and like the reader got expelled from it or something realized to the reader being separated from her. And years go on where on a mission (somehow) Arlecchino had too much to drink and had a one night stand with another woman(the reader), Upon the realization and choosing the avoid and forget about the subject, the said subject(reader) stumbles upon the twins and somehow becomes friends with the two meaning the reader eventually gets introduced to Arlecchino and well, it becomes all awkward and stuff since reader could remember sort of glimpses of what had happened and that night.(so sorry, but as I was typing this I had been listening to the song "a little death" by the neighbourhood and got the Idea, but for the rest forgot what else to add so I leave this to you, you don't have to do this if you do not wish to, is just something I had in my mind for a while ♡)

˚ ⋆ﾟ୨୧ Language ୨୧ ˚ ⋆ﾟArlecchino x Fem Reader

Synopsis: Detailed in the request !!

Contains: NSFW (men and minors dni), hurt and comfort, Crucabena mention, one night stand, Arle can’t regulate her emotions…

Listening to ♪ ིྀ: Language - Alexis Munroe

Notes: Hi!! Thank you for requesting such an interesting prompt, I’ll admit i did struggle with this, but it sort of reminded me of the song Language by Alexis Munroe, so I kind of took inspo from that too. I tried to stay along the general lines of your request but I did switch up a few things, I hope you like it!

Tears ran down your cheeks as you were pulled away from Peruere. Your eyes searched her crimson-cross eyes for any form of help, but no matter how many times you had tried to reach for her hand, you were pulled back by the strong Fatui soldiers at your side. “Mother, why?” You struggled against those who were holding you back, by now you were a mess, but you didn’t care. You just needed to know why Mother had wanted to toss you out like nothing. “Because you’re useless to us now. Simple as that.” And with a wave of Crucabena’s hand you were taken away to God knows where.

As you struggled all Peruere could do was watch, paralyzed in fear. Her dear friend was being taken away from her and there was nothing she could do. Your screams of distress rang out in her ears, and it wasn’t until you had been removed from the room could she even register what happened. Silent tears streaked her cheeks as she met Crucabena’s cold gaze. “M-Mother…” Peruere’s voice was so shaky it barely came out as a whisper. “Where are you taking her?”

It was as if the evil woman had no regard for the child she had just thrown out because when she spoke, she acted like she was talking about taking out the trash. “We shouldn’t keep things that don’t serve us. Don’t you agree.?” Her icy gaze told Peruere that there was no disagreeing with her, so all she could do was nod along. She didn’t feel that way though, she missed her best friend. She would do anything to see her again.

You were sat at a quaint little bar in your hometown in the Fontaine when the woman a few seats down threw a comment your way. “You might be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, you’re like a doll.” Your eyebrows raised at the familiar voice, you knew that tone from anywhere. Although you were almost 100% sure it was Peruere, you still turned to get a better look. There were those eyes again. Her crimson eyes stared right back at you and you felt your heart almost stop. You had to be sure it was her… “May I ask your name? You look familiar.” You ask, leaning in subtly after returning your own name to her as well.

There had been something you couldn’t quite pin down flash across her features after you said your name, but before you could notice, it was gone. “Arlecchino.” She says quickly. Huh? You thought to yourself. Maybe she had started going by something else, I mean it had been years since you last saw each other. You wondered if she was still working under Crucabena. It stung a little bit that she didn’t even remember you even though you had been so inseparable as children. She was your first friend, your first love.

“Well Arlecchino, if you think I’m the prettiest woman you’ve ever seen, why don’t you show me?” Maybe it was the alcohol buzzing through your system, but it gave you an extra boost of confidence you wouldn’t have had otherwise. Arlecchino’s cheeks heat up at your words and you can tell she was equally as buzzed as you. “If you insist.” She said with a grin as she extended her gloved hand to you. You tried to hide a gasp when she stood up, but she was just so different from the last time you saw her. She was taller, more mature, but most of all she had a hidden strength to her that you only noticed when she tugged you out of your seat and snaked an arm around your waist.

Her hand rested at your hip and squeezed it firmly as the two of you made your way to her hotel room. You thanked the Archons that her hotel was just a block away from the bar because every moment that you weren’t being ravaged by her it felt like a year was being taken off of your lifespan. You needed her so badly that it was ridiculous, you were just so happy to see her again even if she didn’t seem to recognize you.

Once you had entered the elevator she smashed a finger down on her floor, the top floor you noticed. It seemed as if both of you were waiting for the elevator doors to shut because as soon as they did, Arlecchino’s hands were all over you. She had already begun to unbutton your crisp white shirt, revealing a skimpy black balconette bra that accentuated your breasts perfectly. Lipstick stains littered your chest as she left wet, messy kisses across every bit of exposed skin. She eventually worked her way up to your neck to suck little purple bruises into your delicate skin, and you had to slap a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from letting out a pathetic whine.

You were interrupted by the tell-tale ding of the elevator doors opening, and you two were so caught up with each other that you hadn’t even noticed at first. Once the other woman was able to rip herself away from you she enveloped your hand in her own and led you to her room. You two stumbled into the room like you were two fawns learning how to walk for the first time, and you had barely made it to her bedroom.

She laid you on the bed as gently as a drunk woman could before trying to unbutton the rest of your shirt. Her usually deft fingers were failing her tonight because she couldn’t quite get the next button off. Instead of asking you for help, the next logical decision for her was to just rip your shirt open. You gasped as the buttons flew in different directions in her room and you mourned the loss of one of your favorite shirts. Your little pity party was cut short though because Arlecchino had wasted no time unclasping your bra and throwing it to the side. At the sight of your breasts she couldn’t control herself, and she took one of them into her mouth, letting her tongue swirl around your hardening nipple. She didn’t neglect the other one though and instead put her hand to work to knead your breast.

Little moans filled the room and you couldn’t help but think about how heavenly her mouth felt on you. “More please…” Your soft voice called out to her and she obliged. You whined at the loss of her mouth as she flipped you around to be on your stomach. Your face pressed into the soft pillows as she pushed up your little skirt, ripped your poor stockings into shreds, and slid your panties down to your knees. Your cheeks heated up at the compromised position you were in, but Arlecchino almost wished she could take a picture for later. She caressed your soft hips and her fingers sent shivers straight down your arched spine.

“I won’t tease you, I want you too, darling.” Arlecchino’s deep voice whispered into your ear. She pressed a hand onto your back as her other hand rubbed small circles onto your hip. She lifted her hand slightly before letting it come crashing down onto your ass. Your lips parted into a little “O” shape at the sting of her hand on your skin. You weren’t expecting it, but you didn’t complain when it happened again. You were bracing yourself for another one, but instead you felt a finger running down your dripping slit. You mewled at her feather light touch and tried bucking your hips back to get a little more friction.

You didn’t have to wait much longer though because she had instantly slid a long digit into your aching cunt. Her pace was nice and slow at first, only picking up when she added another finger. “You take me so well, good girl.” She groaned as she pumped her fingers into you. She reached the deepest parts of you that no one else ever could and you felt like you would go insane as she added a third finger. You felt so incredibly full and you had begun moving your hips back to meet the thrusts of her fingers. Her free hand caressed your back gently and it was a direct contrast to how rough her fingers were inside of you.

She caged you in under her and it almost sent you over the edge how she was grunting in your ear as she fucked you open on her fingers. You tilted your head slightly to get a glimpse of her, and when you saw her bangs clinging to her sweaty forehead and the way her face was scrunched up in concentration, you felt heat pool in your stomach. “Don’t stop!” You whined out in desperation. You might have sounded pathetic, but you couldn’t control the noises spilling from your lips as her fingers curled into you, hitting that little bundle of nerves each time.

Pressure was building in your stomach and with a particularly harsh thrust of her fingers you came hard. Your hands gripped the sheets as you squirmed under Arlecchino, but she didn’t slow down for you. It was only the beginning of your night together.

The two of you were now fully naked and panting against each other as your actions caught up to you. Arlecchino collapsed onto the plush bed and pulled you close against her, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as she planted a kiss on your lips. “You’re perfect…” She mumbled, and maybe it was selfish, but you wanted her to remember you so badly.

By now, the alcohol’s effects had long worn off and now that Arlecchino’s head was clear, she had been fully aware that the woman she had slept with was you. Her heart raced an abnormal amount and she was so torn on what to do. She had fucked up when she didn’t try to fight for you, but she was just a kid like you. What could she have done to stop Crucabena’s plans? She wanted to apologize so badly, but she felt like she had no right. You had to know it was her too, right?

Arlecchino was so caught up in her own head that she hadn’t noticed you calling her name softly. “Sorry, doll. What was that again?” She murmurs gently, holding you closer to her.

“All I said was I’m sleepy.” You mumbled as you yawned. “Sleep then, I’ll be here.” The other woman ran her fingers through your hair, careful not to hurt you. Sleep was already taking over your body as your eyes fluttered shut. “I love you Peruere.” You whispered carelessly just before falling asleep. Arlecchino’s eyes widened and her body stiffened for a moment. Tears pooled in her eyes before she let them fall silently, just like on the night you were taken away from her.

The morning after was a cold awakening to you when you woke up without her on your side. You felt tears well up in your eyes, but soon they turned into full sobs racking through your body. You couldn’t believe she truly didn’t remember you, your hopes that she did were crushed the moment you saw the note left on the bedside table. “Headed off to work. Left money for an Uber home, thanks for the good night. Call me sometime xxxxxxx” What a thoughtless note. You tried to gather what was left of your clothing so you could leave in a somewhat presentable manner. To your dismay you could only button the top of your shirt and your stockings were completely destroyed. You were able to tuck your shirt into your skirt to hide the fact that the bottom half of your buttons were missing, but you still felt like some type of whore as you left her room to return home.

Your vision was still blurry with tears as you rushed out of the elevator that you didn’t even notice two people about to get in. You collided with the taller of the two and you both fell to the ground with a loud thump. Before you could register what had happened, the man apologized and offered you a hand. You took it wearily before apologies began tumbling out of your mouth profusely. “Don’t sweat it. I’m Lyney, and this is my sister Lynette.” He had introduced himself and his sister. You muttered your name, your tone laced with embarrassment at the state of yourself right now. “Pardon me for being intrusive, but what happened?” Lyney inquired once you had introduced yourself. You couldn’t just say, “Oh nothing, it's just that my first love who I hadn’t seen since we were children fucked me, didn’t recognize me, and left before I even woke up,” so instead you settled for, “It was a rough night.” The two nodded their heads before sharing glances. You oddly didn’t feel judged by them, but you did notice their empathetic gazes on you.

“It’s fine though!” You waved your hands around trying to get your point across without worrying them too much. “How about we take you out to eat, you look like you could use a couple of friends right now.” Lyney shot you a warm smile, and you couldn’t say no to a face like that. “Alright then… Thank you seriously.”

Your little trio was beginning to form very quickly, and you noticed that the atmosphere between the three of you had gotten very friendly and familiar in no time. Even Lynette’s usual quiet demeanor was left behind as she got to know you. Everyone was stuffed from the food and after a moment of just enjoying each other's presence, you thought it would be appropriate to pay. The waitress had dropped off everyone’s checks not too long ago, so you began reaching into your purse to retrieve your credit card. Before you could though, Lyney placed a gentle hand over yours and shook his head with a good natured laugh. “Don’t worry about it! It’s on us.” Confusion washed over your face as your eyes flickered to Lynette and she nodded her head.

“I couldn’t possibly let you guys pay for me! We only just met after all…” You protested, but they weren’t having any of it. As the waitress came back around Lyney gestured for her to lean down and once she did, he whispered something into her ear. She nodded curtly before waving us off with a, “Have a nice day!” and a polite smile. It seemed like the day just kept getting more weird by the second. “What was that about?” You questioned, and the two siblings shared a look– like they were exchanging words without actually speaking.

Lyney was the first to break the silence, “You see, we work for a large orphanage, so we have a tab at the restaurant.” You furrowed your brows, but accepted the explanation anyway. You had your suspicions on what orphanage it was, but you kept that to yourself. “I see… Well in any case I’d like to repay both of you sometime for the meal. If you want, can we all exchange numbers?” You suggest. Regardless of who they worked for, you wanted to become better friends with the siblings. They obliged happily and with that you bid each other goodbye until next time.

The three of you had grown close and their younger sibling Freminet had even begun making appearances. Since you were older than them, you did feel like a bit of an older sister, but it seemed as if they didn’t mind the dynamic at all, you found it cute, and you really enjoyed their presence. After your initial meeting, they had started coloring your world little by little, bringing you joy just at the thought of seeing them.

One night you had all agreed to go out for dinner again and to meet up at the hotel they stayed in before heading off. You were adorned in a mid length silk dress that draped off of your curves effortlessly and black heels that made a delicate clicking noise every time you took a step. It was odd dressing up so fancy, but the siblings insisted that their father was joining them, so they would be taking me somewhere more high end. You were honestly nervous to meet their father, he must have been someone of high status based on how the siblings praised him.

You arrived outside of the hotel and you observed the scenery around you as you waited for them to greet you. You heard the distant chatter of their voices as they made your way to you, and when you looked up you froze. Trailing behind them was the woman you had longed for your whole life, the woman who left you without a word the day after you hooked up. Her eyes widened momentarily, before leveling her expression. Lyney’s bright voice piped up and he introduced her as their Father and you were infinitely more confused. If she was the Father of the orphanage then the only way that could have happened was if Crucabena had been killed.

You looked to her wishing she’d explain, but all she offered was a curt bow of her head as she introduced herself as Father of the House of Hearth. It was clear to you she recognized you now and had only been acting as if she didn’t before. You were sure your face was giving your confusion away so you tried to reel yourself in before you made things anymore awkward tonight.

You stayed in step with Lyney as he guided the party to the restaurant of choice, and you tried to keep up with the conversation, but your mind drifted to Arlecchino more often than not. You felt her piercing gaze on the back of your head, and no matter how much you tried to ignore her, you just couldn’t shake her off.

Finally arriving at the restaurant, you were ushered in by a kind hostess and you were led to a solitary room with a large table in the middle of it. “Welcome in Lady Arlecchino and her guests.” The hostess showed everyone to their seats and brought out menus before leaving everyone to decide their orders in peace. Conversation was beginning to flow a little better now that you had adjusted to her presence. Although you wish she’d stop staring you down from across the table, averting her gaze every time you looked back.

“So, Arlecchino, you’re their Father? Why not mother?” You prodded and the other woman stiffened up at the question. You knew you had hit a nerve, but you had every right to considering what your “mother” had done to you. The siblings must have noticed the tense atmosphere shift because they were sharing glances with each other at the mention of Arlecchino’s title. They didn’t jump in just yet though because Arlecchino answered swiftly. “I have an ill association with the old mother of the orphanage, I’m sure you’ve heard tales. After all, Crucabena was known even outside of the orphanage.” A frown painted your features at the subtle jab being made. You glared at her across the table with a new found hurt building in your chest, and you excused yourself abruptly.

You made your way to the restroom and the dam broke. Sobs racked your body as every emotion you had been harboring since the night started just became so overwhelming. The door creaked slightly signaling someone would be entering shortly and you tried to pull yourself together, but it had been too late. The same woman who had caused your tears made herself known as she cleared her throat. You could tell she felt regretful for letting that slick comment even leave her mouth. Your expulsion from the orphanage was traumatic for her, but even more so for you, and she knew that. She knew, but still made a jab at you because she couldn’t regulate her feelings.

“I…” She started and you cut her off before she could get any further. “You what?” You snapped. “You came in here to fuck with me some more? Make me feel special and like you remember me, only to rip my heart out again and act like I’m nobody to you?” Your words stung her, but she had no right to feel hurt after what she had done. “No. No, never that. I want to apologize for how I handled this situation.” You could feel the sincerity in her voice, so you decided to hear her out.

“The day Crucabena had you dragged out, I never had a night of peaceful sleep again. I was tired of how she treated us children and my every night was spent plotting her death.” A gasp left your lips and your eyes widened at her confession. You didn’t say anything quite yet though, urging Arlecchino to continue. “On the night of my 17th birthday I finally went through with my plan and killed her. I killed her for you, in the hopes that one day I would be able to find you again, but when I did meet you I was incredibly intoxicated.” She pinched the bridge of her nose with her lithe, gloved fingers for a moment before meeting your eyes again. “I’m ashamed at how I acted, I recognized you almost immediately and just got carried away. I missed you terribly.” By now your tears had almost dried completely, but you were feeling so many things it was ridiculous.

“I just don’t get it. Why take me back to your place, fuck me, and then just leave without explanation. Do you know how used I felt?” You sniffled slightly. “I felt like you recognized me, to then only get my hopes shattered all because you felt ashamed of yourself? Is that it?” You were beginning to get worked up again and before you could say something you really regretted, Arlecchino spoke up again. “I don’t get it either, and I’m sorry. I should apologize for as long as I live for hurting you. I want you to be back in my life, just as you should have been this whole time.” She murmurs before pulling you in for a tight hug. Initially you fought against her, tears streaming down your cheeks again, but eventually you gave in. You just stayed in her embrace for what felt like an eternity, your face pressed against her chest. Your sobs soon subsided into little hiccups and sniffles as she rubbed soothing circles over your back to calm you down.

“I missed you so much, Peruere.” You whisper into her chest. “I missed you too, my sweetheart. I never stopped thinking about you for even one day. Thank you for coming back into my life again.” Her words were sprinkled in between feather light kisses to the top of your head. You nodded gently, it was going to take a while to get used to this again, and you would struggle with understanding why she went about the situation like this, but you couldn’t bear to be apart from her again. “You’re going to have to work to get me back, you know?” You joked with her, maybe it was only partially a joke though. You wanted to be pampered and doted on by her for all the years you missed out on it, and she would happily oblige. She would do anything to see that beautiful smile of yours for the rest of her life. “You know I’d do anything.” Arlecchino mumbles into you. “Now we should probably get back out there, the kids must be wondering what's taking so long.” You giggle softly before wiping the mascara streaks off of your cheeks. “Should we explain to them? Or…” You trail off unsure of how to move forward. You get a hum in confirmation from Arlecchino, and you nod. They would have to find out your history one way or another, so why not tonight? You still looked a bit rough, but they would understand. “After you.” Arlecchino had gestured to the door before opening it or you first. You took a shaky breath before she had grabbed your hand and squeezed it for reassurance that everything would be okay.

You might have been hurt for a long time, and it might take time to recover, but as long as you had your beloved Peruere beside you, things would be alright.

#language ˖ ࣪ 𝜗𝜚 #dulcet fics ♡#dulcet requests ♡#arlecchino x fem reader #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino genshin #arlecchino

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xaenhypen · 9 months ago

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♡TOUCH STARVED♡

MDNI AOC+

Aoc= Age of concent (legal age to have sex)

Jay

♪→ A LITTLE DEATH- The neighborhood

Pairing: Nonidol!Jay(22) x Nonidol!reader (20,FMBR)

Warnings: smut, sexual talk, swearing

Summary: you and Jay had been dating for 6 months but you still haven’t had sex. Something you were starting to go insane for. Turns out he wasn’t as innocent as ha claims he is. Vanilla sex

Jay tickled me as i was kicking my feet tryna make him stop.

“JAY”

“STOP”

I was laughing. Little did he know how needy i had been today. All the stress at work and being touch starved. Me and Jay haven’t had sex yet. Even tho we have been in a relationship for over 6 months. Yeah we had kissed, made out ect, but we didn’t have sex. I was starting to think he was a douche bag at 15 hit in the nuts so hard he was inable to have sex without it giving him traumatic flashbacks. It slightly annoyed me. He was all “innocent” and shit. But i know damn well that isn’t true cause i caught him jacking off in his room thinking i wasn’t home yet. But i didn’t confront him.

Jay finally stopped ticking me, and i took the chance to flip him over and get on top of him. His expression was surprised with a hint of confusion. I gave him a quick peck. He blushed slightly.

“I want another one” he said

I did, i bent down and kissed him a little longer but was caught off guard when he grabbed my hips and flipped me over so that i was under him. I blushed. He smiled as he looked into my eyes, his hand moved up to move some strands of hair out of my face.

“You’re beautiful you know that right?” He said

“Thank you” i said smiling back at him. He moved a little, i felt his leg between my thighs pressing slightly tho i don’t think he realized himself. Not thinking my body automatically pressed me closer for more pressure. Luckily he didn’t notice. I dragged him down moving my mouth to his, i kissed him slowly and he kissed me back. Our mouths was moving against each others. I slowly moved my hips up and down his leg. He stopped and backed away from me. I looked away. He looked at me surprised but something in his eyes changed, something I hadn’t seen before.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He said slowly as he placed one hand beside my head and the other one moved me to face him.

“I-i uhh” I could feel my face turning crimson red. I was so embarrassed.

“Hmm? Love” he said as his eyes stared into mine while his thumb caressed my cheek gently. “Tell me.. is there something you want from me?” He asked again his voice slightly lower.

“Hah… no?” I acted clueless i moved up the bed trying to sit up but Jay grabbed my hips pulling me under him again. My heart was beating so fast i thought it might explode and leak blood throughout my whole body. Not that i think thats possible, put right now that feels very possible.

“Where do you think you’re going? awnser me love” his hand moving up the side of my body, while his other was pinning one of my hands to the side of me head. “N-nowhere” i felt his hand move under my shirt gently sliding over my bare stomach making me shiver.

“What are you doing Jay?” I ask him.

“Moving my body against yours, just like you were doing with me.” His hand moved down to my lower abdomen tracing my sweatpants. My body was feeling his every touch. “Now tell me, what do you want love” he repeats slightly thugging at my pants.

“I-i you know.. that” i say whispering the last part. “Hm?” He says as if he didn’t hear me. “You know what i mean” i say slightly frustrated. “No.. explain to me what you want.. or show me.” Jay said looking into my eyes. “Sex..” i whispered. “Hm?” He hums again as his hand moves up my neck. “Sex” i say a little louder. “I didn’t hear that.” Jay says as he brushes his thumb over my bottom lip. I become more frustrated. “SEX. I want to have sex, fuck, sleep together, make love, devils tango, woohoo, shack or whatever you wanna call it!” I blurt out. I clasp over my mouth realizing what i just said.

“Fuck” Jay says. “I have been waiting for this” jay says before leaning down kissing me intensely. I was caught off guard by his kiss but i kissed him back. The careful kisses got more and more intense. His mouth traced my jawline and i let out a hard breath. Between his kisses he whispered how much he loves me. His hands interfered with mine as he moved down my body. At this point our shirts were on the floor. He placed wet kisses on my lower abdomen and i gasped.

His fingers hooked under my sweatpants pulling them off completely. His index finger moved over my underwear making me shiver, before he kissed my sweet-spot through my panties. I swear i was floating, all this time longing for his touch and i finally got it.

“Please, touch me. I want you to touch me” i arched my back so that i came closer to him. “Sure, love” Jay says smirking, he proceeds to pull my underwear off and spreading my thighs with his hans. He bent down and i could feel his breath on my clit. I want him. I need him. My eyes fluttered the second i felt his tounge on my core. Before i knew it he was moving his fingers in and out of me while eating me out. It felt amazing. I could do this forever. “So good” i let out a breathy moan. I was about to fall over the edge but he stopped making me cry out in dissatisfaction.

“Why did you st-“ i was cut off by my own moan as i felt him push into me. When did he even have time to take his pants off? My eyes were looking at his as he moved into me slowly. His breathing was hard and he was sweating. “You feel so fucking good babe” he growled as his pace increased. We both were moaning in pleasure moving our bodies together. I always thought missionary was a boring position but boy i was wrong. I loved it. Seeing his face as he pounds his dick deep into me was fucking hot. I was so close and he hit just the right spot sending me over the edge. My eyes rolled back and i saw stars, my whole body was shaking as he continued to chase his own orgasm. And he caught it, he pushed hard into me as i felt his warm load pouring into me. “I love you” i said breathless as i touched his face. “I love you too baby” jay said as he collapsed onto me.

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byuljoonie · 9 months ago

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Valentine // knj

I blinked and suddenly I had a valentine…♪

pairing: dom!rm x f!reader

genre: sfw, fluff, drabble

word count: 0.7k

warnings: fluff if you hate fluff

note: Have a lovely Valentine’s Day darlings ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ -dubu♡

“Y/N,” you stirred slowly in your bed, turning over to fall back into deep rem. “Baby, wake up.” You felt two large hands grip your hips, softly urging you to roll over onto your back. You groaned into your pillow, begrudgingly moving to face the culprit.

“Hmmm,” you hummed rubbing your eyes aggressively, letting them adjust to the streams of sunlight penetrating your shared bedroom.

“Surprise!!” A beaming Namjoon said happily. He stood beside you holding a tray of assorted fruit and a coffee, surprisingly making it to your room without spilling anything.

You noticed the pink heart shaped balloon tied to the handle of the brown serving tray. Giggling as you finally found yourself fully conscious. You lifted your arms from under your weighted comforter, stretching them wildly before reaching towards your lover.

Namjoon sat the tray on your bedside table, sitting comfortably next to your waiting frame. You sat up giddily wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. He reciprocated contently squeezing your body against his. He pulled away attacking your face with a bundle of feather-light kisses.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you muttered your voice still groggy with sleep.

“And happy anniversary my love,” he said warmly. You smiled at the not so distant memory of Namjoon asking to be your boyfriend last year. An easy yes for any sane suitor of such a golden man.

“So lame,” you teased poking his dimples. He feigned hurt placing a hand over his chest in shock. Pinning you to the bed suddenly, he smiled as you let out a huff.

“But you love it,” he said leaning down to plant a trail of kissing down your neck. You relished in the feeling of his lips, sighing when he left a lingering kiss on your collarbone.

“Hey, at least let me have breakfast first” you whined, trying to wiggle your way from under your boyfriend. He laughed at your foiled attempts to escape before letting you go.

“I’ll go wash up,” you said grabbing a strawberry from a plate on the tray. Turning to Namjoon and feeding him one. He pressed a kiss to the palm of your hand, exiting the room swiftly.

Your feet padded softly on the carpet as you walked into your bathroom. Not expecting to see a gift basket of new toiletries waiting for you atop the counter. You squealed seeing the cutely decorated items.

You felt beyond lucky to have someone as thoughtful as Joon. He regularly made you feel special in ways that once felt unattainable. You began brushing your teeth, humming the lyrics to whatever came to mind.

The thought of Namjoon sneaking around to prepare little things for you sending a love surge through your body. I’ve rejected affection for years and years, you sang in your head. Pushing away the sporadic thoughts of resentment for past relationship mistakes.

The thoughts rarely crossed your mind anymore. Namjoon is the last one you’ll ever kiss, and truly love deeply. You washed your face gently, before hanging the towel on its respective rack. Having the privilege of learning and growing together has changed your life for the better.

You make your way down the long hallway, seeing the light of the kitchen shine in the corridor. As you crossed over into the kitchen you found Namjoon leaning against the counter. A wrapped bouquet of wildflowers sat graciously in his hand. Your eyes widened at the sentiment, rushing over to embrace him.

He quickly moved the flowers to the counter, fearing they’d get squished between you. After a string of I love you’s and a never ending hug, you began to gush about your other gift. Thanking him for the small details he always remembers. He tilted his head curiously, smiling down at you. “What?” You asked confused, wiping at your cheek as if something were there.

“Nothing, you’re just beautiful.” He confessed admirably, grabbing your hand from your cheek and placing another kiss to your palm. You felt your heartbeat racing, wondering how you got caught in a romance with him somehow. He looked so pretty all you could do was blush.

“I love you,” he mumbled against your lips, sending a shock through your bones. The thought of losing him causing a pain in your chest. You pulled away to catch your breath, running a hand along his shaved head.

“Now, we have dinner tonight at 8.” He said running to the living room. You jogged behind him excitedly, trying to meet his long strides.

“So don’t forget to wear this,” he beamed proudly, handing you a heart covered gift bag containing a dress.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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izicodes · 1 year ago

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OMG can we now reply to posts using our sideblogs??!!

This is good, I haven't tried it on the app version but this is helpful to me! ♪♪♪ ヽ(･ˇ∀ˇ･ゞ)

⤷ ○ ♡ my shop ○ my twt ○ my youtube ○ pinned post ○ blog's navigation ♡ ○

#xc: side note post #codeblr #coding #progblr #programming #studyblr #studying #computer science #tech

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heroicleader2763 · 6 months ago

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hello! this is a bfdi pin rp/askblog [mostly rp] ran by a pin fictkin. this blog is packed with my own headcanons, so it may feel "canon non-compliant" at times. it also implements things from other bfdi AUs such as fear garden, so a headsup for that!

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you need a heroic leader like me!! ★ ☆

📌 — she/they/he ; non-binary butch lesbian ⚢ 📌 — autistic ♾︎ ; she also Types Weird. it's Analogous to her Accent! 📌 — location is at the tpot hotel ; timeline is ambiguous mostly but its supposed to be post-tpot ↳ for other rp blogs: no need to worry about timeline divergences! ill gladly shatter time and space to interact with other objects <3 uses signoff "— 📌" 📌 — sometimes coiny shows up, say hi to him when he's here! uses signoff "— 🪙"

[CURRENT APPEARANCE] <- this changes as the main roleplay progresses! [TIMELINE OF EVENTS] <- confused? want to know what in the world is currently happening in this whole mess? this [un]comprehensive summary of important events is for you! ───//───

ask rules aareee.. none! well, not for now. magic anons allowed, creepy ass questions with no context allowed, etc etc! i also may not reply to asks sometimes for various reasons — usually i either genuinely dont know how to respond to it, don't want to, or im saving it for another time also please start OOC questions with "OOC:" at the start or anything similar! i get confused at times and may respond it in-character

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canon pairs ♡

; leafpin — romantic [-> @leafyztar] ↳ evie x pin.. eviepin? pinevie? — big fat crush, one-sided mess. evil yuri ; coinpin — queerplatonic partners & romantic exes, roommates [most objects still mistake them as romantic whoops.] ↳ snowcoin & fireoiny — implied romantic, pin is unaware ; sawty — romantic

notable objects ⭒

; gaty & saw — close friends [-> @littlegrayzigzag8] ; price tag — friends! [-> @priceless-taggy] ; pin jr. — sisters [-> @mini-leafster] ; leafy jr. — "daughter" [-> @mini-leafster] ; "the scarlet" — ally [-> @thescarlet-gardener] ; needle — half-sisters ; book — friends

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tags ↓

; #asks — answers, etc. ; #stuff — pin rambles ; #info — interests, general information, etc. ; #lore — related to bfdi canon/relationships w other objects ; #doodles — in & out of character drawings, doodles etc. ; #fanart — art related to the blog, made by you guys! ; #rbs — in-character reblogs ; #ooc — out of character posting/answers, etc. ; #pinned — misc. blog info that i cant fit in the pinned post ; #coin creature — coiny posts ; #scarlet — she is a bit relevant

formatting ↓

; plain — average pin text. she doesnt bother to color her text ; [text] — thoughts, muttering, commenting or action ; -text- or *text* — action

; small — whispering or muttering ; [small] — quiet commenting or onomatopeia ; -small- or *small* — onomatopeia

; orange — it's coiny! ; red — angry emphasis or scarlet

blog ran by @ohmysheetmetal [likes come from @dlnorampage] ♪

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ah0minecchi · 6 months ago

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GET TO KNOW ME ✦ ¡!

hiii ! ♪( ´θ｀)ノ i’m kei and i’ve been wanting to start publishing my writing sooo here we go i guess :3

i’m 19, my pronouns are she/her, i’m bisexual and latina (english is NOT my first language) ! ! (^з^)-☆

★ FANDOMS I’LL WRITE FOR: ★

(masterlist is pinned on my profile)

↳ haikyuu

↳ one piece

↳ kuroko no basket

↳ jujutsu kaisen

↳ boku no hero academia

↳ shingeki no kyoyin

↳ ouran high school host club

↳ the disastrous life of saiki k

↳ bungou stray dogs

↳ fruits basket

↳ blue lock

… and more ! <3

LIKES & REBLOGS are rlly helpfulヾ(^ー^)ノ ♡

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tisamustdie · 8 days ago

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Intro post!! (๑°ㅁ°๑)‼✧

Hiii! My name's Tisa, I'm turning 16 by the end of the month and I'm from Serbia! (๑'ᴗ')ゞ

I love listening to music, baking, walking, writing and reading! I've been trying to get back into painting and drawing but I always forget to practice ☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*

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My favourite school subjects are literature, psychology and art. I'd love to work as a therapist (even though my passion is writing) (^_^♪)

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Some music I like are bands like My Chemical Romance (literally every single post here is about MCR), Pierce the Veil, Sleeping With Sirens, old Panic! At the Disco, old(er) Fall Out Boy, Kittie, Jack Off Jill, Hole, Frank Iero's solo work, Gerard Way's solo work, The Used, Asking Alexandria, Attack Attack!, Taking Back Sunday, Black Veil Brides, Flyleaf, Green Day and a LOT more ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡

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My favourite song is "To The End" by MCR (let's ignore the fact that I have a dozen more favourite songs by MCR) or "This Song Is A Curse..." by Frank Iero and my favorite album of all time is Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge! ٩( ᐛ )و

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Other things I like are Sally Face (I've been obsessed with it since 6th grade), literature, a random poet from my hometown, beef soup, cheap super sweet perfumes, my room, super long video essays, Edgar Allan Poe, comics (I haven't read many, I'm really trying to get into them more) snails, my headphones and backup wired earbuds, baking cookies, pins and badges, stupid socks, band shirts and romanticism in art and literature! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

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My pronouns are she/they, I'm somewhat genderfluid or bisexual, but I think labels are dumb so I don't stick to any (⁠＠⁠_⁠＠⁠;⁠)

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I hate math and anything to do with it, Val Velocity (this is a Val Velocity hate blog people), getting up early and Thomas Pynchon (I've read one book of his for an extracurricular literature class, hated it and I've been vocally hating him since then, even though I haven't read anything else by him) ︵⁠ヽ⁠(⁠`⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠︵

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I'm super shy and won't approach anyone, be it irl or online, so if anyone by any miraculous chance wants to be my friend please text first :;(∩´﹏`∩);:

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I'm an INFP, and for my astrology baddies I'm a Sagittarius Sun, Sagittarius Moon and Cancer rising! I wanna get into astrology and crystals and all that but idk where to start lol ヘ⁠(⁠￣⁠ω⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠)

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I love making lyrics posts, so here's my MCR lyrics masterlist and other band lyrics masterlist, in case you wanna check 'em out! (⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠)

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And also!!! This is me (⁠ﾉﾟ⁠0ﾟ⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠

(yeah, I put two songs because i simply CANNOT choose inbetween them)

#Spotify #mcr #my chemical romance #intro post #blog intro #fucking around and across #emo

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sugqrushed · 3 months ago

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-'💋| Kiss it Off Me ♡ ⇾ Caden Kwon & Seok-Byol Cho

♡ - kiss it off me ♪ : cigarettes after sex

♡ - wc : 1.07k words

♡ - ship : CaByol (Caden x Seok-Byol)

♡ - warnings : fwb relationship, bxb, caden is a twink and lowk a manwhore, seok-byol likes biting, aggressive make out gone wrong lmfao, smut, it's literally spicy, it's giving average bxb ff, first time writing spice, this should've stayed in the drafts frfr

page divider by @cafekitsune

fyi - Seok-byol is not my oc, but my friend's oc

anyways you have been warned, enjoy !!

"Wanna taste?"

Caden chuckled, handing his cherry-flavored slurpee to the dirty-blonde, Seok-byol.

"yeah..." But Seok-Byol wasn't thinking about that slurpee.

You couldn't blame him though– Caden always wore slightly revealing clothes, he often showed a lot of skin... and today was no exception, and in fact it seemed even more tempting than ever.

His cherry-red cropped top had a large window with long off-shoulder sleeves, and his denim shorts hugged his figure very well, and revealed the porcelain skin that hasn't been touched in days.

It wasn't helping that he had just came from the shower, so his hair was still wet, and all messy... and were his lips redder than usual? It was probably the slurpee... or red lip gloss? Who knew honestly.

Seok-Byol was losing his mind, especially when Caden placed the straw of the drink on his lips, and kept moving closer to him, and practically flirting with him for the past hour- he should've expected it, Caden is a cunning tease as always... and Seok-Byol always felt like he was holding onto to the single thread of self-control he had.

Caden however moved up closer to Seok-Byol's ear, and whispered softly; "Byol-ah, don't you like my lipstick?"

Something snapped in him.

Next thing they knew, the cherry-flavored drink Caden held was dropped on the floor of the living room, and Seok-Byol's lips smashed onto Caden's.

He was pinning down the older onto the cushions of the couch, and practically devouring the other's lips− they tasted so sweet because of the slurpee, it was so intoxicating.

Caden opened his mouth to protest, but Seok-Byol's tongue delved in deeper to his mouth, eliciting a moan from him.

Caden was caught off-guard by the action, but he really didn't care... He ran his fingers through Seok-byol's hair to pull him closer, their bodies were pressed up together, making the kiss hotter and messier.

They both gasped for air as their lips left their own, and their eyes met- Holy shit.

There was no denying Seok-Byol was hot– especially from Caden's point of view right now– Seok-Byol was hovering over him panting heavily and all flushed, his hair was messy, and his lips were smeared with red stains of lipstick...

Caden's lips were definitely swollen, and his lipstick was ruined too- but did Caden care at this point? Absolutely not.

"you're beautiful." Seok-byol uttered under his breath, his hands caressing Caden's face, his thumbs gently brushing his lips... probably fixing the smear of his lipstick.

"Byol-ah... less talking, more fucking please." Caden groaned as he wrapped his legs around Seok-byol's waist, cupping Seok-Byol's face with his cold hands, and pulling him into another kiss.

Caden's hands were cold from holding the icy drink, he felt Seok-Byol shiver from the feeling as they were placed on his cheeks.

He trailed them down to the hem of Seok-byol's sweater, lifting it up to reveal his bare chest and breaking their kiss again, throwing the sweater somewhere across the room in haste before their lips crashed on each other's hungrily once more− they couldn't get enough of each other.

Time seemed to slow down, though everything was happening so fast.

This kiss was a lot more heated than before, Seok-Byol would nip at Caden's lips, and his hands found its way under Caden's shirt, breaking the kiss for a moment to only pull off the article of clothing once again, revealing the bare skin of Caden that Seok-Byol hungrily began to trail open-mouth kisses and nip at the side of Caden's pulse point, earning a mewl from him.

While Seok-Byol was grinding against Caden's hips, The side of Caden's neck and collarbone were lightly stained with the smudged lipstick and hickeys now, and Caden's breaths were heavy in need and anticipation.

"so pretty... so gorgeous..." Seok-Byol mumbled against Caden's neck, licking the hickeys and bites he left to ease the pain. Caden was in a bliss, soft sighs and shudders escaping his lips as he was pushed down onto the couch once again.

"F-fuck-!"

Caden cried out, and bit his lips.

His back arched as Seok-Byol slammed his hips frantically against Caden's, hitting a part that stimulated pleasure, and made his whines and whimpers sweeter. Seok-Byol couldn't help but groan from the sounds and how the older looked under him.

Caden gripped the bedsheets tightly– gasping, mewling and writhing under the younger.

"Fuck Cae..." Seok-Byol rasped out his name, everything seemed to stop around them.

"you're so tight." he groaned, grabbing Caden's ankle, and throwing it over his shoulder.

Oh, that was just it for Caden.

The new angle made everything feel feverish and ecstatic... He threw his head back, and couldn't stop cursing or saying Seok-Byol's name– Caden could see stars.

"Byol-ah– I'm close..." Caden cried out, looking up at Seok-Byol's lust-dazed olive eyes.

Seok-Byol's breath shuddered as Caden moaned his name, and pounded into him more, chasing their high.

Finally, they gasped as they came, a euphoric feeling rushing through their veins.

"ah... hah..." Caden gasped for air and his breaths shattered from their intimacy... he stared up at the ceiling of the living room, but his peripheral vision was soon blocked by Seok-Byol, who leaned down to capture his lips.

The kiss was sloppy, they were too caught up in the moment to care.

They broke the kiss, Seok-Byol brushed the hair strands that stuck to his forehead due to the sweat. He then gently grabbed Caden's wrist, sinking his teeth into the flesh, making Caden whine from the pain, but he soothed it with kisses trailing it to his palm.

Seok-Byol then pulled out, making Caden whimper, and lay down next to Caden, wrapping him in his arms.

"hah... you were fucking insane." Caden breathed out, and Seok-Byol chuckled.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

They basked in their silence, looking at each other with longing smiles. Seok-Byol ran his fingers through Caden's hair, and traced patterns on his back.

The silence was interrupted however, as Caden grinned and blurted out;

"Can we go for another round?"

Okay to my friends who decided to read this, I am so sorry, I shall buy you a gallon of bleach for your eyes- but tysm for reading this 😭♡

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