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[mncxbe]

𝒹𝒶𝓏𝒶𝒾 × 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰: nsfw, oral (reader reciving), jealous dazai, cunty dazai as always, subby reader.

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you can dazai were coworkers, you've been working together in the ada for a while now, in this time period you and him got pretty close.

you've always noticed the little thing that dazai would do just for you or his change of behavior when he is around you.

the little things like his eyes softening when looking at you, or talking in a softer voice tone when he was with you, helping you in your missions if he was your partner in them, or always being there for you when even you felt just a little blue.

but you also noticed the tension between you two, as time passed, dazai would became a bit too comfortable sometimes. not that you mind it though, you enjoyed being in his company, you also had a bit of a crush on him, but just a little crush, that's what you thought..

you loved the way he'd give you butterflies when he'd put his hand on your waist so casually, while you'd freeze and try to process what's going on.

or when he'd crass your thigh in meetings, specialy when you were talking, making you stutter on your words and shooting a glare at him, to get him to stop. he'd stop, give you a wink before leaving you alone with a flushed face.

but you thought he was just being himself and this was just his normal behavior.

however, you didn't notice that he was going to make you cum on hid tongue so much that you'd lose track, just because you didn't notice that another one of his "co-workers" was being a bit "too friendly" with you just a minute ago.

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you were done with your last task and you were ready to head back, when you saw dazai coming into the room, you were not surprised, because usually you'd go after each other and say goodbye.

but it was a bit odd when he came up to you and he hadn't spoken a word yet,

"dazai, are you oka- mpfh-" you said, but before you could finish your sentence he cut you off by grabbing your waist and pulling you into an aggressive kiss.

you were shocked by his action, but didn't cut him off, instead you kissed him back, running your hand through his fluffy hair, pushing him closer.

the kiss got heated quickly, without breaking the kiss, he made you sit down on the desk, getting between your legs. you wrapped your legs around his waist and his hand went to unbutton your shirt.

suddenly, he broke the kiss to give your body some attention too, making you bite back a whimper.

he pulled your shirt down to expose more of your neck, he licked his lips and started kissing your neck aggressively. you bit your lip to silence your whimpers, and he noticed it.

and suddenly in the middle of him painting your pretty neck red and purple with his love marks, he bit on your neck hard, making you moaned under his touch, causing him to smirk. "let me hear you, my pretty girl"

his voice made a shiver ran down your spine, under his touch, you felt so small compared to him. hearing his words, you felt yourself getting wetter by the second.

"touch me dazai, please" you said with a neediness in your voice, just for him.

seeing how you were looking at him with your pretty eyes that were filled for lust, begging him to give you more, whimpering under him, how could he refuse?

he knew that whatever he'd want to give you, you'd take it like the good girl you were, so he finally decided to stop the teasing and give his girl whatever she wanted.

ღೀ๋࣭ nsfw warning

pulling down your soaked underwear, he couldn't wait any longer, he spread your legs further, giving him a full view of your dripping cunt, making him more desperate to have a taste of you.

ready to dig into his dessert, gripping your thighs, he positioned himself between your legs, giving your thighs hot mouthed kisses, telling you that you're his and his only, how you were perfect for him and how he wanted to make you feel amazing. how he'd make you scream his name by the end of the night, while your cunt is dripping for him, clenching around nothing.

he finally pushed his tongue inside your needy cunt, earning a loud moan from you, felling your hand run through his hair. he lapped at your sweet juice, moaning at the taste, feeling the wet spot on his pants growing bigger.

your legs were on his shoulders, his hand keeping your legs open. the room was filled with the sounds of your whimpers and his moans that were muffled by you shoving his head further between your legs.

your mind was getting foggier with how good he was making you feel with just his tongue, the thought of how you'd feel, when his cock is inside of you Instead of his tongue, was making you feel yourself getting closer.

your breathing becoming irregular, you begged him to go faster, but your babblings were muffled by him slurping at your cunt.

a grin appeared on his lips, he sped up his moves, his tongue was pushing in and out of your pussy fastly, kissing your pretty cunt, ripping pretty moans and whimpers from you, your hands gripped onto his hair harder, squeezing his head between your legs, making the man under you moan.

you finally felt the knot in your stomach snap, you let out a loud moan, arching your back for him, your hot cum spilling on his tongue.

coming down from your high, you eventually looked down, seeing dazai, who was lapping up your cum, slowly making out with your cunt.

"well that was a new side of you wasn't it?" he said, looking up and smirking at you.

you felt your face becoming red, because he was right, this was a totally new side of you.

"more, please?" you said while stroking his hair.

he let out a chuckle, unbuttoning his pants,

"of course, it's not like I'm gonna stop any time soon. not until your body can't handle it, and you're screaming my name over and over. but first, let's get rid of these" he said, getting on top of you.

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hii dear, how's it goin? just a little drabble i had, thought you'd like it! ⭑

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the let me hear you my pretty girl had me WEAK in the knees. i love how accurately you portray Dazai this is so good nonnie aaaa literally made my morning🥹🩷

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This made me think of Dust and Swap leaving their respective theaters at the same time, halfway through the movie, to buy an extra refill of popcorn.

My mind has nothing concrete but something tells me it could be an interesting conversation ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭ (maybe also a little awkward?)

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[haodore]

please wake up ; h.h.

𓂃 ⋆ 𓈒 masterlist

summary. instead of stoick dying after toothless is under the bewilderbeasts control, you, hiccup's younger sister, are almost hit, resulting in tears and desperation.

pairing. hiccup haddock x sister!reader

genre. angst, hurt/comfort, platonic.

word count. 2.8k

warnings. for plot reasons, valka was taken by cloudjumper when hiccup was 4 and you were a baby, near death experiences, violence, lots of angst.

✐ i couldn’t find the original post for the gif (i found it on pinterest, reposted), but the username is in the top left corner of the gif ^^

The amount of fear that ran through Hiccup when Drago yelled out his bone chilling scream, waving his staff around in the air… it was immeasurable. The aggression that the throaty sound held in it sent a chill down Hiccup’s spine. He knew at that moment, that he was in serious trouble.

The ground shook with each step that the bewilderbeast took towards them, and rather than the calm awe and serenity that Hiccup felt when he met his mothers bewilderbeast, looking into the eyes of this one made him feel a fear that he couldn’t get rid of.

“No dragon can resist the alpha’s command.” Drago said lowly, his voice scratching its way out of his throat. “So, he who controls the alpha, controls them all.”

A hint of rage settled in Hiccups veins as Drago spoke, pointing his staff towards Toothless.

The rage nearly dissipated, a low sound emitting throughout snow and ice covered land. The sound came from the bewilderbeast, it’s pupils narrowed at Toothless. Toothless began shaking his head, making a noise of discomfort. “Toothless?” Hiccup said worriedly.

Toothless continued to whimper, shaking his head around. “T-toothless, you okay, bud? What’s going on?” But all of the words leaving Hiccups mouth did nothing.

Drago’s voice sounded again. “Witness true strength. The strength of will over others.” Drago was holding up his staff again, the pointed end pointing to Toothless, who suddenly rose, ever so still. “In the face of it… you are nothing.”

When Hiccup realized he was now looking at the end of the staff, it being pointed directly at his chest, he knew that trouble was arising. Toothless slowly turned towards him, pupils as narrow as the bewilderbeast’s were. “Uh,” Hiccup slowly backed away from his dragon, “What did he just tell you?”

Toothless got low to the ground, snarling as he slowly crept over towards his rider, who kept backing away. “Toothless, come on. What’s the matter with you?” He felt the desperation begin to tear at his heart, knowing that there was almost nothing he could do. And sudden moves or sounds could result in the controlled Toothless to pounce on him, resulting in his demise. Even if Hiccup could get a hit in, how much would that break his heart? Would he be able to hurt his best friend?

“No, no, no, no. Come on. What are you doing? Knock it off.” Hiccup knew he was being backed up into ice, and soon he would have no where to go. “Stop!” He yelled out, “snap out of it!” But the attempt was useless, as Toothless kept his slow, creeping pace.

The world around his became almost meaningless. It was just him, Toothless, and mountains of ice trapping him in. “Toothless, no! Toothless.”

Toothless hissed, preparing to launch a heated breath of fire at him, and he felt his heart drop. “Don’t!”

He almost didn’t hear the broken cry of his name being shouted, his eyes remaining on Toothless’ sharp ones. “Stop!”

“Hiccup!” The voice shouted again, and with wide eyes, he looked, and his heart sunk further. You were running right towards him, determination and fear in your eyes. The painful realization of what you were doing came all too quick, and his fear that was once reserved for himself was now almost entirely for you. “Y/n! No!”

But it was too late, you were right next to him, and then crashing into him. Hiccup slid across the snow covered ground, gasping in fear of what he’d see when he looked at you.

He looked just in time to see the blast of fire miss you—just in time to see it hit the ice behind you, breaking a peace of it off as it came crashing down onto you.

“No!”

He startled himself with the cry that left his lips. The world around him faded out again. It was only you, him, and his shallow breaths. “No…” He said again, the disbelief strong in his tone. This couldn’t be happening.

He ran over to you, feeling like he was going to collapse. He was by your side in seconds—he was by your side and there you were, covered in shards of teal-blue ice. Your eyes were shut; your breathing was barely there. He feared every one of your breaths would be your last.

He groaned as he pushed the ice off of you, piece by piece. As each shard slid off, an already growing bruise was left in its wake wherever your skin was visible.

The despair was crushing him; engulfing him; making a home into his heart that was sinking even further as it buried itself into the ever so cold snow beneath him. He grabbed and pulled at your left arm, pulling you off of your side and onto your back. “Y/n!”

Hiccup hardly paid attention to his mother dropping by his side, and his father close behind her. Your breaths were still so shallow.

“Y/n… Oh, my Gods.” His breath caught in his throat, and he faintly felt his mothers hand rest on his shoulder. For the better of his own sanity, he pressed to fingers to your neck, sighing in relief at the slow and weak feeling of your heartbeat beneath his fingers. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

“Wake up… please wake up.” He ignored every sound around him, including the sound of his friends arriving to the scene. He couldn’t help but to wrap his arms around you, being ever so careful and gentle with your injured form. He felt like he had already lost you, the thought making tears roll down his face. He couldn’t believe that you had gotten hurt instead of him: the target.

You—the younger sister who came into his life when he was just 4 years old. The sister who listened to him when everyone turned a blind eye and pretended like he didn’t exist. You were always there, and as he held you close, he couldn’t get rid of the fear that soon you would be here no longer.

All of his attention was on you, until he heard a low coo from his very own dragon: the dragon who did this.

As Toothless’ snout brushed up against your hand, he couldn’t help the anger that enveloped him. Deep down he knew it wasn’t Toothless’ fault, but something else told him he needed something to be angry at. After seeing the way Toothless’ had unknowingly injured you, his emotions got the best of him. “No! Get away from her!” Hiccup harshly shoved Toothless away, feeling guilt at the way his dragon whined in response, but Hiccup was spiralling.

He stood to his feet, looking down at Toothless. “Go on! Get out of here!”

Toothless took a small step forward, his eyes holding sadness at being shouted at, but Hiccup shouted again. “Get away!”

Hiccup was a mix of emotions as Toothless coward away and ran off.

“It’s not his fault.” Valka said softly, her sadness making her voice wobble only slightly. “You know that.”

And Hiccup did know that. He fell to his knees again, fresh tears rolling down his face as he looked at you. Your eyes were still closed.

The bewilderbeast roared out, but Hiccup almost didn’t hear it as his mother spoke. “Good dragons under the control of bad people… do bad things.”

“Come on!” Hiccup heard someone shout, along with the sound of Toothless whimpering. He looked up, and Drago was riding a once again controlled Toothless, leading him away. “Gather the men and meet me at Berk!”

Hiccup felt an urgency rush through him, and he jumped up onto his feet. “Toothless!” He cried out to him, but Valka held him back. He felt useless as the alpha roared out, and Drago’s men prepared to leave the island.

He couldn’t help but to continue to cry. He just lost his best friend, and he looked down at you, worried that he would lose another. He dropped down beside you again, feeling like the entire world was against him. He felt lost and scared. He couldn’t lose you. He doesn’t know what he’d do without you.

“Hiccup…” Stoick said from behind him. Hiccup could already picture the look on his face based of the sadness in his voice.

“No, Dad.” Why were they acting like you were already dead? You just had to wake up.

As the tears kept falling down his cheeks, his friends backed away and watched from a good distance, as he needed his space. His parents stayed close behind him.

“We have to— we have to do something. Why isn’t anyone doing anything? My sister is dying and you’re all just standing around waiting for—“ Waiting for her to die.

“Hiccup,” Gobber said softly, a pained sigh leaving the man’s lips, “there’s not much we can do, right now. Not here. Back home, maybe things would be better. But we don’t have our dragons to get there, Hiccup.”

Hiccup remained looking at you, still. “So, why are you all acting like you don’t care?” Maybe that was harsh, but he was still spiralling.

“Hiccup, of course we care.” When Astrid spoke, Hiccup looked at her and found a world of sadness in her eyes. Maybe she was worried for you; maybe she felt guilt and pity for him; maybe it was both. The the look in her eyes made him feel less alone.

Hiccup was silent for a few moments, and then, “There’s nothing we can do?” He chose to ignore the way his voice cracked with emotion.

His father sighed, and removed his helmet, holding it to his chest. “Nothing we can do but pray that she wakes up.”

Hiccup inhaled deeply. “I need a second alone with her.”

He didn’t receive a response, he only heard the sound of footsteps slowly backing away.

With a shaking hand, he took your hand into his, watching a teardrop fall down and land on your fingertip. The desperation in him had been making a slow incline, and he wasn’t sure how much of this he could take.

“You have to wake up.” He whispered, falling back down to wrap an arm around you. “Come on. Wake up.”

But as your breathing remained slow, he felt the tears roll down a little faster, and he couldn’t help the sob that slipped past his lips. “Wake up. Come on, what are you doing? Get up…”

A hitch in your breath.

As the sound reaches his ears, and he feels the pattern of your breath change for only a moment, his head snaps up. Your face is neutral, a scrape and bruise on your right cheekbone.

“Y/n?…”

He’s filled with a sense of hope, and just as it feels like it was a trick of his mind, your breath catches again, and your brows move the smallest amount.

“Oh, my Gods.” Hiccup breathes out. “Y/n? Hey… wake up, come on.”

Your eyes began to flutter open and it’s like Hiccup and finally breathe again. He leans forward so that you see him, and your eyes meet his. “Hiccup?”

Hiccup laughs, light and airy, and nods. “Yeah, I’m here. You’re okay.

Your face scrunches up a little as you become aware of the pain running across your skin. Hiccup notices and a slight frown lands on his face.

Your hand squeezes his, “I’m glad you’re okay, Hiccup.”

Hiccup can’t help the shock that runs through him. “You’re glad I’m okay? I’m glad you’re okay…” he then sighs, thinking about how he nearly lost you. The ache in his heart was still there, like a poison latching onto him, killing him slowly. He couldn’t believe how close to death you had gotten. “I thought I was gonna lose you.”

And then he was hugging you again, being as gentle as possible. He felt you wrap an arm around his back, but he could tell that by the way your arm was shaking, it was taking more of a toll on you than you’d like to admit. Hiccup pulled back. “Don’t strain yourself.”

Your eyes were still only about half open and he wouldn’t be surprised if you passed out soon. “Don’t worry, you’re gonna be fine. I promise.”

But his words could only be heard so clearly as the world began to fade once again. It had taken so much of your energy to stay conscious as long as you did.

“No, no, no. Keep your eyes open, okay? Stay awake, stay awake— Dad!”

The last thing you saw was your brother and parents hovering over you, and then you were welcomed into a deep sleep once again.

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The rest of the day went by so fast, yet so slow. Hiccup felt pride for him and Toothless—who he had since forgiven and apologized to—for being able to fight against Drago and the alpha. After this, it was clear that Toothless had earned his place as the alpha. However, as all of this had been happening, you were the only thing on Hiccup’s mind. He was fighting for everyone, and most importantly to avenge you. This was Drago’s fault—all of this. Hiccup had to do something about it, and he did.

It was likely clear how much he was worrying for you, because not long after the bewilderbeast had dove into the water, taking Drago with him, his mother was at his side. He knew from the look on her face alone that she was saying he should go to you. He didn’t waste a second.

He ran up to his house, passing by people cheering and shouting out of glee, and he pushed open his front door and ran straight to your room. There you were, under the care of Gothi, tucked into your bed and bandaged wherever needed. It was honestly a wonder that they were even able to get you to Berk while you were unconscious, but they managed. Hiccup was just glad to see you now, alive and breathing.

Gothi nodded at him, making her way out of the room. Hiccup remained still for a moment, looking down at you. It pained him to see you like this.

Eventually he sat on the edge of the bed, and looked down at his hands. He felt so guilty about you getting hurt. It felt like it was his fault, somehow. You had jumped to save him, and this is where it brought the both of you. Surely, he was partially at fault for this outcome.

“You’re not blamin’ yourself, are you?”

At the sound of your voice, Hiccup whipped his head around, eyes wide and burning with tears that haven’t even quite built up yet. “You’re awake.”

You nodded lightly, looking down at your bandaged and bruised body. You didn’t regret a thing you did.

“Why… did you do that?” Hiccup started slowly. He didn’t expect this to be what he decided to talk about, but he got to thinking and his mouth was moving before he even realized it. “I mean… save me—“ He took a deep breath, brows furrowing at the topic at hand.

“What else did you want me to do?” You said. You sounded determined, strangely enough.

“I—“

“I couldn’t just… stand there.”

“I wanted you to.”

You sighed this time. “And what? Watch you die? You could’ve.”

Hiccup saw tears begin to form in your own eyes, and he somewhat felt bad for bringing this up right now. “You could’ve, too.”

“I know.” You stated. There was a brief pause as you both collected your thoughts. You didn’t want to argue about this. Neither of you wanted to make anger out of grieving for someone who hadn’t even died. “I care about you, Hiccup. You looked just as scared as I felt. Even if you don’t want to admit it. I don’t know what I would’ve done with myself if you got hurt, or worse. I love you, but I’m not sorry for what I did. I’d rather be hurt than you be hurt instead.”

Hiccup gazed down at you and realized in that moment that you were just like any other Haddock—stubborn as hell. Hiccup and his father were some of the most stubborn people on Berk, if not the most stubborn, and he wouldn’t be surprised that if he got to know his mother a little more, she would turn out to be the same.

Having such a quality can be unbearable at times, but it made for some pretty promising trust with the people you love.

“Well,” Hiccup broke into a smile, chuckling lightly. “I would do the same for you.”

You laughed softly. “I’d hope so.”

Hiccup was shocked when you started pushing yourself up on the bed all of a sudden. “Hey, woah, woah, woah. What are you doing?”

“Relax. I know my limits.” You snickered, and then winced. All of a sudden your arms were around Hiccup and Hiccup wasn’t sure if it was the stupidest or sweetest thing you’ve ever done. Probably both.

Hiccup hugged you back, his eyes closing as it felt like the day was finally calming down. “Don’t ever do anything like that again.”

An amused scoff, and then, “no promises.”

Definitely a Haddock.

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✩ ིྀ ! WE'RE ALL BORED, WE'RE ALL SO TIRED OF EVERYTHING ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ c. henituse + boredom has its own solutions ˖ 𖦹

“this is so boring.” cale groans as he fiddles with the piece of parchment in his hand. his eyes linger towards the female who was indulged in reading something about mystics, that he could have sworn she said was a stupid book that was nonfactual yet still read with an engrossed desire.

“Oi. Earth to name, i am in dire need of some affectionate company over here.” he seemed sarcastic in saying it, but in his heart he really did. the female did not move an inch, immediately realizing the depth of her reading he decides to take a different approach or entertainment and just simply admires her from where he is.

he sighs deeply before he buries his face in the books and sleeps. only now did name notice him, a small smile flickered on her delicate lips as she looks for something he could lay his head on that wasn't a hardbound book.

she takes off her own coat, not at all minding the freezing frostbite of air she felt as she folds it up and places it under his head, slipping off the book and replacing it in a quick motion.

proud of her work, she made the decision to return to her book. before she could, cale’s hand shot out and kissed her soft fingers. his lips grazing on her knuckles brought more than enough colour to her pale skin.

embarrassed as she was, she gave him a playful swat and left. leaving a chuckling cale behind.

✩ ིྀ ! HEARTBREAK IS OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM, WE SING IT PROUDLY ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ j. agriche + how to get away from political marriage ˖ 𖦹

for some reason, her best friend jeremy had the sudden idea to meet her in the woods in secret and she hasn't the foggiest idea why.

but like the good friend she is, she went anyway. she enters the quiet midst of the forest. her eyes look warily around her, noticing a whine of a horse she follow the direction of the sound.

she finds jeremy, sitting on his horse. his blue eyes seem to shine when he sees her. he slides off and takes her hand, kissing it gently.

“lovely to see you've come, my beautiful lady.” you could swear it almost sounded sincere, but that is simply uncertain due to jeremy being an agriche by heart.

“yes, yes. what's the meaning of this?” she responds, her response seemed to make him flinch.

“i’ve upset you, my lady. that was not my intention.” jeremy murmured. “but let's get straight to the point, i'm here to let you in on one or my schemes.” he could tell this peaked her fragile line of interest. “i need you to be my pretty mistress.”

“what?!” she is stunned to say the least. and she had every right to be.

he gave a small smile to her outburst. “my father wants me in a political marriage and i do not like the woman i’ve been paired up with.” “so you're asking me to helo you break here heart?” name asks and he nods. “are you insane? sign me in.” she grins and jeremy chuckles, patting her head.

in the end, the fake relationship for heartbreak turned to a real one that they consummated quickly.

✩ ིྀ ! PLEASE TAKE MY HAND AND PLEASE TAKE ME DANCING ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ h. niccolo + a dance with the marquis ˖ 𖦹

it all went by so fast, the marquis spoke with her and a moment later took her to dance. his fingers intertwined with hers, his arm on her waist. the two of them swayed gracefully on the dance floor.

their dance seemed to catch everyone's attention as everyone seemed mesmerized. it ie understandable. even she is. the marquis is beautiful, breathtaking. words could not describe his elegance, his looks. he is an angel that descended from heaven.

and to be dancing with him? that is a high honour for her. she is absolutely in awe. also quite panicky. she didn't want to do any wrong, especially not with him as her partner.

he suddenly carried her and spun her around moving her down, they spin and twirl for ages. when they finish, he guides her to the quieter parts of the party. his eye filled with love and admiration as he kisses her on the hand.

“thank you dearest. it was a lovely time to dance with you.” hie voice is soft, gentle, soothing... his purple eyes is fixated on her own. his hand slipe and caresses her cheek. “you look ravishing, my lady.”

this brought a flush of colour on her cheeks. “thank you..”

“no problem.” he smiles and kisses her cheek so suddenly. “please excuse me now, lovely. i’ll see you again sometime, yes?” he asks, and she nods.

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[kuroo-hitsuji]

Lucifer trying to bring dom energy is so much funnier in the nightbringer timeline (especially considering the way his and my MC's relationship is normally--).

Like this man was a whole-ass angel until a year ago. Even with how often he was interacting with the devildom before hand i can't imagine sex or kinks came up as a topic much xghxhcgx (much as i think he and diavolo are Big Gay together I'm still convinced their dumb asses are stuck in slowburn purgatory until mc shakes things up, so)

So Lucifer says some shit like I hope you're ready and my mc is sitting there trying So Hard not to say anything incriminating about the timeline shit but they're just thinking like babygirl i have done things to you you haven't even heard of yet, settle down--

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WORLD'S WORST DAD GETS PONY-IFIED!!! Nolan when I catch you, Nolan when I catch you Nolan- but made this mf a OP as fuck unicorn. Wings? Nah he just carries his own weight or makes one out of magic. Hair? Way longer mane 'cause unicorn. He gets a pointy, straight horn because he would use it like a spear and stab people with it. Eyes are red to match his magic color, no more baby blue for him. Banned. Fur pattern/marking looks like a mustache instead of being a mustache. Pony Name? Iron Hoof because something something strong as iron, could trample you, something, something.

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Neo Trai as BOSTON and Mond Tanutchai as BOEING ONLY FRIENDS (2023) EP. 12

— requested by @odd-one-advocate ♡

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How about some quality time shit while brading Lo'aks hair where he's just so tired of sitting around so he leans against reader or lays down on her lap :3

Love u byeeee

How to Win a Girl's Heart

Lo'ak x Reader [Word Count: 0.7k]

This one's kinda bland, I blame college. Love you azalea<333!! Y'all need to pray for me honestly, there are so many requests I have to go through, college just won't let me lmao.

Warnings: None!

You grew up knowing the two of you would end up being the best of friends, not more than friends. Although you can't say you'd prefer your previous status than the current. You see all of him, as he sees you all the same. You would not know what to do if he were to suddenly disappear from your life, already having barged into every aspect of your life.

Sure, he had his moments but he would not be Lo'ak otherwise. Eywa knows you'd devour even the most poisonous plants for him, even despite knowing the consequences.

“Ow–!”

"Maybe if you stop moving so much, it won't hurt," looping another strand of Lo'ak's hair, you squinted in focus.  As if to prove your point, he tried adjusting his position again only to hiss when you accidentally pulled on his braids, "Why won't you listen to me, my love?".  You paused to crawl and face him, "I’m sorry.. Does it still hurt, Lo’ak?”  

He stared at you through his  eyelashes, a glint of mischief evident on his eyes making you squint back at him.   Wondering just what he’s about to do, you sighed in anticipation knowing his everlasting history with trouble.  You can never say no to him though.   You found that out the hard way when he asked you for courtship.  You don’t think your heart would be able to handle it well if you were to refuse the sole reason as to why it’s beating in the first place.  

The moment he licked his lips you swore you almost went to Eywa.  He’s doing it.  The thing that holds great power over you.  

Dear Eywa, he’s pouting.

Lo’ak is very adventurous, daring.  He could offer you the greatest harvest from the highest tree he could climb and that would not sway you even the slightest.  He could hunt you the biggest sturmbeest, and it would not be enough to make you rethink your prior decisions.  

But the thing he’s currently doing?

You pray to Eywa that she gives you the strength to not smooch him into suffocation.

“Is it working?” he grinned, fangs showing from side to side, making you scoff at him.  Though a smile was granted to him immediately, urging your beloved to lean his weight on you, sliding downwards until his head was exactly snug on your stomach, his shoulders against your crossed legs.  He sighed in satisfaction, tail whisking, lightly brushing against your ankles, “Is there something bothering you?” you asked, worry furrowing your eyebrows when he closed his eyes with a carefree smile.  

“I am just happy to spend time with you, ma (y/n)” the endearment only worsened the growing blush on your cheeks.  You giggled slightly when Lo’ak puckered his lips at you, one eye opening to stare up at you with a knowing glint on his eye.  You rolled your eyes, giving into him, your lips brushing against his in a feathery motion as he cradled your face with his left hand, all five fingers against your face making you grip at his pinky, humming against his soft lips, slightly chapped yet still so soft, softer than the recent threads you have used with Kiri earlier in the day.  

His presence radiates more light than the bioluminescent plants in the night.  For a moment, you swore you could already see the future with him.  Your very own tent with him, same scenery, him lying against your thighs, maybe a tiny Lo’ak or two, squealing in the background, playing with their grandmama and grandpapa.  

Everything you could ever dream of, it’s always Lo’ak, Lo’ak, Lo’ak.

Lo’ak has been there since the beginning, and he will continue to do so until you grow old.

I see you, you spoke lovingly, hands tracing the constellations dotted on his face.  

Your heartbeat fastened at the growing grin he’s showing, his fang playfully biting on your finger.  He nibbled at it slightly harder, making you hiss at him.  Just as you were preparing to chide at him, you almost returned to Eywa  the next moment he spoke.  

“Y’know your dad gave me permission last night” 

“What for?”

“To mate with you.” 

You really hated it when he started wheezing at your wide-eyed blinking, especially when he drops news out of nowhere.  No warnings, nor heads up.  

But really, would he be Lo’ak if he did not have any surprises for you?

[edenfire]

some kiri practice❤️💥

[mncxbe]

thinking about.. dancing at night with akutagawa

you were drowned in your thoughts while holding akutagawa in your arms, time had passed so fast that you didn't realize it had passed midnight and akutagawa had already fell asleep, and you haven't.

you just couldn't get your mind out of things. everything had been so stressful lately, you've been overworking and haven't been able to get much sleep, and you didn't wanted to worry your lovely partner, so you decided to go outside and try to calm your mind.

as soon as you stepped outside the fresh air hit your face nicely, the weather was windy and cold that day, but you couldn't care less. you sat on the grass, staring at the stars. feeling like the weight on your shoulders was slipping like the leaves on the ground.

you close your eyes and let the cool wind was blew your hair gracefuly, making it flutter.

"why are you here? don't you see how cold it is? come back in. you're going to catch a cold if you stay outside any longer."

the sound of akutagawa's sleepy voice scolding you woke you up from thoughts. you turned to him smiling, handing him your hand, watching the expression on his face switch to confusion.

you took his hand in yours, locking your fingers together, "let's dance a bit my love, shall we?"

and before akutagawa could say anything, you pulled him to the grass, making him let out a surprised yelp. you put your hands on his shoulders, looking at him with your pretty eyes, waiting for him to go with your flow.

and how could he refuse? he'd do anything for you just to make you happy, even though he'd rather die than admit it to your face. he let out an annoyed sigh, acting like he's annoyed by you, when you didn't just worried him to death when he noticed you weren't in bed holding him.

you knew he didn't had experience with such things, so you guided him, you put his hand on your waist, slowly starting to dance with him, your soft nightdress flowing as you moved.

he was a fast learner for sure, eventually when his moves became smoother, he let his body relax and just went with the flow.

the world seemed to fade away, as if the time had stopped and you were in your own silly little world, you closed your eyes, continuing to dance with him, as if you've done this many times.

akutagawa wished you could see your face, and how pretty you looked. your lashes resting on your cheeks, how the sound of your tired chuckles was music to his ears and how he was falling in love with you all over again.

your silly dance slowly came to an end, once akutagawa placed a tender and slow kiss on your lips under the moonlight, pulling you closer to him. and you returned the favor by kissing him back, cupping his cheeks.

he pulled away, giving you a tired smile. he had never felt more at peace, but he did now, while he was with you.

you smiled back, "sorry for making you stay up for me aku"

"tch.. don't mention it. now let's get back now, it's getting colder. you'll get sick."

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I'm sure you'll do great in your exams, make sure you don't overwork yourself my dear, I'm sending you much love </3 and here's a little silly thing I wrote ab aku 🤍

I am currently so sleepy writing this, I tried to make it as in character as possible, and if there are any flaws, blame it on my sleepiness.

AAAA I JUST GOT TO READ IT AND IT'S SO SJSJSJJS. akutagawa was my main babygirl for such a long time and this brought back so many feelings🥹🩷 you wrote it so well and in character imo YUMMY that's me reading this🔽

[pretty-dianxia]

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[txemptress]

─────── I WANT YOU AND YOU ALONE.

Regret.

The first feeling you feel after all you and that monster had been through. There is no doubt about it, regret shall always stay.

A foolish decision it was to befriend the crowned prince as a child as if it would spare you from his manipulative attacks... But proven otherwise here you are playing victim to his puppetry once more.

Eros had been nice enough to give you a place to stay and food and drink to live off of, but his intentions shriek at your face like a war cry. The man is a monstrous being that had now found attachment to you and you alone.

Infatuation.

Obsessive behavior had been cleared but not at the right time. You had never noticed, no. Not a single peep until your things suddenly went missing... Little. By. Little.

At first you did not think much of it until the undergarments started going missing. Suspecting that the maids stole them, you spoke with Eros who deliberately inquired the maids himself.

It doesn't take long before you found the one true culprit though. That being said, you had simply rummaged through Eros' things when you found your undergarments stained with...y'know. Horrified by your discovery you didn't dare waste a second in this place any longer.

With intention to leave, you plot a departure one cool night. All went rather well...until you blacked out that is.

Imprisonment.

Being a prisoner was far worse than being his adorable doll. You were chained to a bed in a room you cannot escape from and the only times he ever came to you was when he needed your loving touch and affection.

Imprisoned here drove you mad, but you'd rather stay than be his little doll again. His intention of you sitting still and looking pretty was a rather humiliating and pride hurting task. One you didn't have a care for.

It takes a long long while but eventually...you give in to him.

Acceptance.

You sit here on his lap being the good obedient pet you are. Eros showered you with kisses as his hands roam high and low in a gentle caress.

His lips lock with yours as you two kiss passionately.

Accepting that he is your master is everything to him. His possessiveness drove him half as mad.

His lips nibble on your earlobe as he whispered sweet nothings.

You are his and he is yours. No one will take you away from him now.

─────── TAGLIST

@yevene HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY SORRY THIS IS SO LATE

[lilflowerpot]

Hi flower!!! Great to have you back and I’m glad you are doing well!! Just letting you know that LB continues to rotate around in my head like a rotisserie chicken so I have some more art!

I’ve had this as a wip for months, I hate backgrounds but I finally finished it! Loved the scenes of them in the forest! You can really tell how much they like being together!

After I finished it the first time I reread the chapter and remembered that they were covered in mud lol so hereis that edited version! I love re-reading your story I wish I could read it for the first time again and I am forever great-full that you continue to work on this fanfic! I eat up anything you write!

Lastly I was practicing not drawing same face syndrome so I practiced with the bunker group! I have some more silly drawings that I’ll share later but welcome back! I also have had some problems with art block but drawing the LB characters is always such fun!

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ilysm GOD these are utterly wonderful once again, you truly do spoil me by dedicating your creative talents to my fic 🥰🥰🥰

[b1mbodoll]

i’m so obsessed with the thought of a threesome with hybrid!jake and hybrid!heeseung, like they both are in heat fighting over who owns me by trying knot in me first. ( PLEASE ELABORATE IN THIS IDEA)

hihi! first of all, please do not tell me to elaborate on an idea (especially in all caps)!!! sorry, but i struggle with tone comprehension and with a lack of tone tags this seems very demanding and pushy and i don’t like it T_T i will elaborate on an idea if i want to, and a demand doesn’t really make me feel like writing for it because if you can’t be bothered to take the time to be kind when asking, why should i take my time writing a full drabble?

second of all, i do like this idea but what kind of hybrids? i know you included knotting but i cant be expected to know what type of hybrids you’d like me to write about (if i decide to write for this)

[zu-is-here]

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