#💌: lia

[dearaceofhearts]

you walk out after an argument

characters: husk, alastor, angel dust, vox, lucifer word count: 2.9k genre: angst to fluff summary: after an argument with them, you walk out and don't come back for a few days. how do they react? author's note: hello yes this is my first time actually posting something. erm, i think i wrote too much (sorry) but hey we roll with it!! also dude i accidentally posted this before it was ready twice and i had a heart attack oh my god. anyways i don't think vox's is really fluff (oops) but everyone else's is

♡ husk

when you slam the door shut on your way out, husk lets out a low grumble, setting down the glass he was cleaning onto the bar counter with a quiet sigh. it was one of the first arguments you'd had in a long time. although he wasn't usually one to get riled up so easily, the two of you knew each other well enough to know just what buttons to push to get under the other's skin. that, alongside him already having a bad day, had been a recipe for disaster.

in the few days that pass by, it's hard to tell just how affected he is by your absence since he does a pretty good job of keeping a cool facade. to anyone looking, he wouldn't appear any different than usual, just idly cleaning bottles as he always does.

but it's the small things that give away just how much husk cares and worries for you, like how his eyes flicker towards the door whenever someone comes in, his ears perking up slightly. he hates the twinge of disappointment that follows when it's not you, a slight scowl curling at his lips as he takes a swig of alcohol from one of the many bottles on the shelves of the bar. he misses talking to you. you're his favourite drinking buddy, after all.

his gaze always seems to wander back to the front door of the hotel, lingering for just a little too long before he eventually turns back to the bar, expression settling back into its usual grouchiness. but underneath that lies a hint of worry that gnaws at him in the back of his mind, even though he knows you're more than capable of handling yourself. at the end of the day, you can never be too careful in hell.

husk won't force you to come back, but he just wants to know that you're safe and sound. he trusts that you'll come back when you're ready so that the two of you can talk it over and hopefully resolve things. he doesn't want to leave it like this, and he's sure you don't either. you mean a lot more to him than he'd like to admit.

when you decide to finally return to the hotel, he pauses upon catching sight of you stepping through the doorway. he can't help the small wave of relief that washes over him, though you wouldn't be able to tell by the way he smoothly resumes restocking the bar. when you approach the counter, he looks up, giving you a short nod. "hey." he greets you, tone surprisingly softer than you're used to, "you're back."

husk's not really the type to beat around the bush, so he'd likely address the argument pretty quickly. he's also not particularly one for verbal apologies, so he'd probably be more willing to show it through his actions. you see it in the way he lets you cling to him a little longer than he normally does, leaning into him as he wordlessly holds you, his tail loosely curling around your leg. if you listen closely, you can hear some faint purring, too. it makes you smile slightly.

"alright, 'nuff of this sappy stuff." husk grumbles after a few more moments, patting your back gently before pulling back. "i'd kill for a drink right now. care to join me?" he raises a brow, a familiar glint in his eyes as he slides back behind the counter, already moving to make what he knows is your favourite drink.

you grin as you meet his eyes, expression softening. "of course. i'd love nothing more."

♡ alastor

"you're not listening, al." you murmur, exhaling quietly. this makes him pause for a moment, head tilted. your voice sounds different to what he's used to — you're not even angry, no — you just sound... tired. the argument had been going on for a while, and neither of you were getting through to the other.

when you move to leave, he makes no move to stop you, simply watching you with an intent gaze. his voice rings out clear as day in the empty silence. "where do you think you're going, my dear?"

he falters ever so slightly when you turn back to face him with a sturdy, stern gaze, responding with a flatly spoken "out", leaving no room for anything more to be said before closing the door behind you with a quiet click.

alastor won't chase after you, because he expects that you'll come back to him of your own accord. to him, it's basically guaranteed how this'll play out. he's used to demons falling right into his hands without having to exert much effort on his end, and believes that this would be no different.

so when a few days pass by with you not approaching him at all, he finds himself slightly irritated and mildly perplexed, eyes narrowed as his clawed finger taps against his cane with idle impatience. why haven't you sought him out yet?

he's seen you around the hotel, but you've never once acknowledged his presence even if the two of you were in the same room, breezing past him while he's left staring, watching you converse with everyone except him. his eye twitches in irritation, the perpetual smile on his lips strained.

...eventually, after playing a long waiting game to no avail, he decides that perhaps rosie would be able to offer some helpful advice on how to approach this situation, since he's not used to actually handling delicate emotional matters without the— well, the manipulation and deal-making.

one of the main issues is his massive ego. it's that unfaltering pride that gets in the way of him apologising. he may be the radio demon, but all that power can't help him here. and he'd never openly admit to such, but he truly is at somewhat of a loss here. he's already tried most things that he's sure would usually make you forgive him, though for a reason unbeknownst to him, it's not working this time.

"oh alastor," rosie shakes her head with a small huff, "a lady's heart is to be treated with care." she lends some further words of wisdom and encouragement that he listens to with great attentiveness, since he does (begrudgingly) enjoy your company, and it would be a shame if it was lost over such a, in his eyes, trivial matter.

upon his return to the hotel, he manages to get you to sit down with him (after much polite pestering and insistence) to have a chat over some tea. when all is said and done, the two of you sit in a comfortable silence. you sip your tea, watching the blazing fires of hell from the balcony.

"refill?" alastor offers, glancing at you briefly through a sip of his own tea.

"much appreciated." you hum, legs crossed as you throw him a small, slack smile.

♡ angel dust

his frustration slowly fizzles out as the door closes behind you, and the guilt slowly starts to creep in. he knows he shouldn't have said what he did, and he wants nothing more than to apologise and make it up to you — but he understands that it's probably better to give you some time to cool off before trying to approach you again.

despite the argument and the harsh words exchanged between you, the fact that he cares for you with his whole heart will never change, and he hopes you know that too.

while you're away, angel always finds his thoughts drifting to you, wondering how you're doing. are you eating okay? are you drinking enough? sleeping enough? with a shake of his head and a small sigh, he tries his best to return his focus back to the task at hand, whatever it may be.

he knows you can take care of yourself perfectly fine, but he just... misses you. the guilt eats away at him when he's reminded of the look on your face when you left, the brief glimmer of hurt in your eyes before you masked it with anger and tore your gaze away.

one particular night, angel heads over to your room in the hotel out of habit, not really thinking about it when he raises a fist to knock on the door. he had been hoping to spend some time with you, since today had been a particularly rough day for him. he's also been craving for one of your sleepover nights for a while, those nights where you two would stay up to talk about anything and everything until dawn rises. those times were comforting for him — a rare moment of respite in his life.

but then he stops abruptly, remembering that you're not there. he lets his hand fall back to his side, expression quietly downcast. he stands alone in the silent, empty hallway. has it always been this cold?

after a few days, he's just about damn ready to go looking for you, making his way down the stairs as he prepares to head out. he's so focused that he almost misses the sight of you seemingly casually sitting at the bar, nursing a drink in your hands whilst exchanging low murmurs with husk.

he freezes momentarily, taking a deep breath. while he mentally debates with himself whether to approach you or not, husk notices him hesitating on the staircase. he catches angel's gaze, giving him a subtle nod. that's all the affirmation angel needs.

he slides on his usual relaxed demeanour, though it's a little weaker than normal, as he approaches you. he's admittedly a little nervous, but he's determined to work things out with you. he puts a gentle hand on your shoulder to catch your attention. "hey, darlin'. can i talk to you for a minute?"

the two of you head back to your room, where heartfelt apologies are exchanged and a long overdue conversation takes place. at some point during the talk, his hand had found its way on top of yours, thumb brushing over your skin gently. at the end of it all, he gives you a small, content smile. "...baby, you have no idea just how much i adore you." he whispers into the quiet, running his fingers through your hair comfortingly as your head rests on his shoulder.

it was an unspoken agreement that tonight was going to be a sleepover night. prepare for lots of cuddling and gentle, soft kisses.

♡ vox

he's the type to go "ha, see if i care!" when you leave, but he'll still check on you occasionally through the various cameras and electronics around the city — he swears it's just because he's making sure the new limited edition voxtek product he had given to you isn't damaged.

(...it's totally because he's looking out for you, by the way. even if it's only a little. you are his darling, after all. and uh, you'll never know what happened to that guy who tried to hit on you that one time).

(vox made sure not even a trace of that bastard remained).

his obnoxious pride makes him reluctant to reach out first. that, and he's a petty little shit. so everyone around him, whether that be the other vees or his employees, is stuck dealing with his foul mood. he's become even more irritable and susceptible to lashing out than usual since you left.

he'd rather die than admit it, but you were a calming presence in his life that he hadn't realised he needed until you were gone. he hates just how much power you have over him, though you may or may not realise it. he's supposed to be the one in charge. when did you manage to sneak into his heart? his mind is occupied with thoughts of you.

and it only frustrates him more, because you're not here.

all his employees are left on edge, even more so when he takes his anger out on some poor soul who had gotten the numbers wrong on the report they handed in. "clean this mess up." vox snaps, glowering as he fixes the cuffs of his sleeves. the demon at the door hurriedly moves to do as he says, not wanting to risk meeting the same fate.

"what? what are you looking at?" he turns, eyes narrowing at the rest of the employees who flinch, hastily turning their eyes back to the screens in front of them. "get back to work." he mutters sharply, an unspoken threat in his words.

his volatile temperament goes on for a while, until velvette decides she's finally had enough and sends you a (not so) polite text to resolve your little lover's spat before she takes matters into her own hands.

meanwhile, vox is in his office. nothing seems to be going his way, and he's just about to blow another fuse when you nonchalantly throw open the doors, inviting yourself in. he freezes, staring at you for a few moments. you raise a brow. "...so. i heard you were throwing another hissy fit."

vox scowls at that, grumbling under his breath. "oh yeah? and what'd you come back for, you prissy little princess?" he sneers, clawed fingers digging into the desk with a quiet screech. "couldn't go without me for long, huh?"

"ha. you wish that was the case." you scoff, rolling your eyes with a half-amused, irked smile curling at your lips. things escalate into another argument pretty quickly, with the two of you at each other's throats. he towers over you, eyes narrowing as his grin widens in mild irritation.

it's a back and forth for quite some time, until you get sick of it and grab him by the collar of his shirt, yanking him closer until you're glaring at one another face to face. "what the fuck do you think you're—" he starts, but he's quickly cut off when your lips crash into his. vox is stunned for a few moments but soon snaps out of it, swiftly returning your kiss with equal, if not more, ferocity and intensity.

"finally got you to shut up." you murmur, grinning as you part to catch your breath and release his shirt from your grasp. before you can pull back completely, however, his hand reaches up to rest against the back of your neck, the other firmly on your waist. it takes another long, drawn-out kiss for him to finally let you go — though not really, since he's still holding you close in his arms.

"...that was hot." he whispers breathlessly, staring down at you with a somewhat satisfied glint in his eyes. but you both know that there's more to come.

suffice to say, the two of you sorted things out.

♡ lucifer

he would regret everything almost instantly. lucifer realises just how badly he fucked up when you leave without looking back. he's not even quite sure what happened as he stands alone in the room, blinking as he's left to process everything on his own. his mind is a jumbled mess, and he can't think clearly.

all he can feel is a suffocating rush of fear as he snaps out of his daze and hurries after you, desperate to find you before you're gone. he doesn't want to take his chances. what if you don't come back? what if—

he had said things that he didn't mean, and now the weight of it all feels crushing on his shoulders. he's torn between wanting to reach out to apologise and giving you time to cool down. he doesn't want to be a bother, but also really wants to make things up to you.

most of all, he just wants reassurance that you'll come back to him and that he hasn't messed things up for good. he doesn't want to lose you. you're too precious to him for that, and he's mentally kicking himself for ever making you question your importance to him for even a second.

thankfully, you haven't gone too far so he's able to catch up to you, taking a hold of your wrist firmly. however, when you turn to look at him, he falters, the words dying in his throat. he swallows, softly clearing his throat as he scrambles to say something, anything to stop you from leaving. to reaffirm his love for you.

"...sweetheart, i'm so sorry," he whispers, expression twisted and heart heavy with remorse and sorrow as he brings you close, grip subconsciously tightening because he's afraid to let you go. "i'll do anything, i'll make it up to you, i—" he trails off, burying his face into your shoulder, "just, please... don't leave. i'm sorry."

you really can't stay mad at him for too long after seeing his genuine sincerity. he acknowledges his wrongs, wanting nothing more than to make up for his mistakes and make you feel as appreciated and cared for as you've made him feel over the course of you two knowing each other. you sigh gently, thumb lightly brushing over his cheek. "...alright, silly. let's go home."

his eyes light up at that, and he's reminded of just how grateful he is to have you here by his side as you guys make your way home together. he holds your hand the entire time.

after the two of you make up, you find that he'll leave little gifts and cute trinkets around for you despite your gentle assurances that he doesn't have to. he also gives you lots of forehead kisses. he just wants to make sure you never forget how much he loves you, and that you mean the world to him.

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[miupow]

how would txt members punish their gfs for being bratty?

ooheheheh... went a little crazy for this one

🔞 // nsfw , minors do not interact !

soobin -> binnie's punishments always come out of left field cos you won't even know he's angry until it's too late !! being so sweet making you cum on his face , but he keeps going and going even as you yelp and cry for him to stop because it's too much !! overstim and ruined orgasms r his fav <3 and having u cockwarm him when you've been needy but not letting u bounce or recieve any pleasure from it,, u wanted his cock, right ? now u have it !

yeonjun -> loves spanking and humiliation as punishments >< wont let you call him by his name , not letting you speak unless spoken to , makes u kneel between his legs while he jerks himself off and cums all over ur face ! he's not fucking ur slutty pussy, ur only getting it in the ass as u sniffle because ur not allowed to complain ! if he's especially angry with you he'll make taehyun take care of you for him, because tyunnie is so much meaner than he is.

beomgyu -> the meanie in him comes out... spitting the nastiest meanest things while he fucks ur face and cums down ur throat , tugging on ur hair to move u up and down on his cock... tells u to stfu or he'll make you, you always respond with oh yeah? make me ! because you know exactly where thats heading !! he gets so terribly jealous too.. public sex trying to make you scream >< also treating you like a dog as a punishment.. or vice versa treating him like a dog !!

taehyun -> always a fan of a good old fashioned spanking hehe >< will not hesitate to put you over his lap and make you count... also orgasm denial is a big one for him too ! not allowed to cum or recieve pleasure until he says you can, just makes u pleasure him !! no touching yourself for a week, understand ? and if he catches you breaking ur punishment you're in for a world of trouble. also into non-sexual discipline like making you do chores or writing lines lol (usually with a vibrator shoved in ur cunt)

huening -> u think sweet kai is going to punish his girl ??? he could never do that to her he's too down bad for her whining and pouting :( you would have to make him so angry that he can't even think straight.. which usually involves his deep jealousy streak >< even then he just wants to fuck u hard and remind u that ur his...

[neverbeurs]

Omfg just saw ur dad spiderman mark au AND ITS SOOO GOOD CLD WE PERHAPS GET ANOTHER ONE WHEN his daughter has a bf in kindergarten and mark got super jealous and protective????

EEEEE stop i love spiderdad mark so much 🥹🥹 im so sorry uts been so long anon 😭 but here u go i hope u enjoy <3

spider mark × g!n reader

warnings : fluff, just pure fluff, jealous/overprotective spiderdad mark, spiders, webs, puppy love, kindergarten sweethearts TT, kisses <33, mark is a simp for you !!!!, they’re so in love i might just kms

read pt1 of the spider-dad chronicles. (optional!)

mark wasn’t one to be jealous, he really wasn’t. so why was he glaring daggers at the little boy sitting next to his daughter on-top of the slide. now, don’t get mark wrong, he trusted his daughter with his whole heart. but knowing that everyone but him knew she had a boyfriend at the ripe age of four and a half was baffling.

“babe.. why didn’t you tell me?” mark whined for the nth time, tugging at your shirt as he kept his eyes on the way the little slightly tannedboy treated jinni. you sighed, hugging him and pecking his lips softly.

“she told me she didn’t want me to tell you, plus, i thought donghyuck would’ve told you..”

“dONGHYUCK..?!? shes dating his son?! nope. im not having it.” mark scoffs, shaking his head and standing up straight to walk over to the toddlers.

you place a hand on his chest and softly push him to sit back down on the bench, cupping his face to make him look at you. “mark, just let the kids be.. its only a puppy love, they’ll forget about it eventually when they get older.” you reassure him, leaning in to get a taste of his pouting lips.

“yeah, but… we were also a puppy love, and look at us now!” he softly whines, pouting even more as he squints his eyes at the little boy helping his daughter up the steep steps of the playground.

“babe, we were both in first grade when we met.” you playfully roll your eyes, leaning your head against your husband’s chest.

“so?” he furrows his brows, leaving a kiss on the back of your hand before playing with it.

your heart flutters, a soft blush growing on your cheeks at his random acts of affection that have you falling in love and wanting to get married again. “they’re in kindergarten.” you say, looking up at him from your place on his chest.

he looks down at you, the words in the back of his throat ready to leave when he suddenly forgets everything but the way your pretty eyes look up at him. mark slightly clears his throat, neck and face burning up. “..and? that’s basically the same thing.”

you giggle at the fact that his words don’t really make sense. “we were both either six or seven years old when we were in first grade, mark, the kids are barely four.”

“two years isn’t that much of a difference, they’re basically already in high schoo—” you cut him off by sweetly kissing him, hands cupping his face as he sighs and melts into the kiss. he leans his forehead on yours, arms wrapping around your waist.

your kisses were his favorite thing to destress with. he would go hours and hours just kissing you if he could. the canadian would constantly kiss you, be it anywhere. your husband just couldn’t keep his lips off you, but you loved it.

you loved the way he would melt into your hold when you kissed him, the way he would throw away anything for just a kiss from you, the way he always made sure to kiss you softly and sweetly, not to mention the fact that he always asks before doing so like a proper gentleman.

“so.. why didn’t you tell me about the fact that your son had been hitting on my daughter..?!” the canadian male asks the tanned male, eyes glaring at the younger male. donghyuck chuckles, having pulled off his mask to drink his cup of.. banana milk?

“listen, milk-”

“mark.”

“milk. as i was saying.. it’s not that much of a big deal, it’s just a silly lil’ puppy love.” donghyuck says, shrugging as he chugs the rest of his banana milk. his black and red deadpool suit blending in well with the night as he stands up on the side of the parking lot edge.

mark looks up at the male, softly swinging his legs back and forth as he looks at the night sky instead. “.. my little girl is growing up..” he mumbled, memories of when jinni was first born, when she took her first step, when she finally learned she could shoot webs, when she spoke his name, all flooded his mind as his eyes slightly glossed over.

“i love my family,”

“okay, we get it mister ‘friendly neighborhood spider-dad-man’.”

“oh shut up, donghyuck!”

“make me~ … wAIT. NO. NOT THE WEB- MFPH!”

“you had it coming, lee.”

the ending was slightly rushed bcz i just wanted to publish it before i end up forgetting 😥

but i hope you enjoyed <3

© vqlentinez 2024

[14dayswithyou]

Hey Sai, I have two questions, first, are there any love songs Ren would send to angel?

and second, is his bike a certain model or brand?

✦゜ANSWERED: Ren would most likely send songs from bands/artists that you enjoy listening to — though I don't think he'd send anything unless you two were extremely close. But if it's [REDACTED] we're talking about? He'd most likely send Mine or Emergency Contact the moment you show genuine interest in him T_T

But as for his bike, it's a Kawasaki Ninja 1000SX but in black! >:3

[mapofthemazeinthemirror]

mafia dad jjun who's just as protective n possessive of his nanny as he is of his daughters :3

oomf this took me so long and yet it could be so much better ><

Mafia dad Yeonjun is very picky about who looks after his children. When he finds the perfect nanny, perfect in both the hours you're willing to work and for his children's needs and preferences, he pays well. He buys you a separate phone for communicating with him—just a precaution to ensure the safety of both his kids and their nanny.

He hears so much about you from his two girls who rave about you all the time that he feels as though he knows you, in some small way, before he has the time to get to know you. Eventually, when he gets the time to come home early while you're still up, the two of you talk over drinks in the kitchen. Slowly you begin to get to know each other in the flesh.

Yeonjun comes home to find the house quiet, kids put to bed already. He comes across the nanny at the kitchen table, fallen asleep while reading, and he can't help the warm smile that breaks over his face. Gently, he wakes you up and sends you to bed.

It's not long, maybe a year, until Yeonjun starts to consider you as part of the family just as his girls do. It feels natural, like a no-brainer. You're flustered when you spot a present wrapped and under the tree with your name on it that Christmas. Yeonjun's eyes and smile beam as you bumble on about how he shouldn't have.

There's one small incident wherein Yeonjun tags along on the weekly grocery shop, lifting his daughters into the cart and pushing it along happily through the aisles of produce behind you. It's quite a good system: you find the things on the list, Yeonjun takes them from the shelf and gives it to the girls who put it in the cart—perfect teamwork.

He feels so at ease, doing these mundane things with his little family. It's nice to feel as though his family is more complete again, though it's not in the traditional sense.

But all too soon, there's a phone call that he can't ignore, his blood pumping to high alert when he hears the news from his informant. He doesn't explain anything when he hangs up the phone— he can't, not here and not now—just deposits his cell into his pocket and grabs his kids. He passes the younger and lighter of his girls to you while he takes the oldest, abandoning the cart of groceries and ushering you of the shop through the entrance door.

He drives for hours until the sun has gone and darkness falls. It's only when he pulls up and parks in front of a secluded house in the middle of what feels like nowhere that he breathes easily again. The kids are asleep in the back seat and have been for a while, but you haven't asked any questions. His eyes, no longer frantic, turn to you in the darkness. He looks depleted. You can tell he has something to say, but before he can speak, you're unbuckling your seatbelt and nodding towards the children. Together, you carry the sleeping girls up to a bedroom that looks to be meant for them but yet to be used.

In the kitchen, Yeonjun unravels. He pulls you into him, the first real intimate physical contact you've had, and you feel the tension vacate his body. He sits you down and tells you everything—the full extent of his job and what he's really involved in, which he hadn't filled you in on except the bare bones of what needed to be known, the phone call, the danger. He tells you that if you want to quit, he'll understand, trying to hide the sadness in his eyes at the thought of you doing so.

He looks up as you place your hand over his, and you take the opportunity to lean in and press a tentative kiss to his lips. He cradles the back of your head, so gentle as if he doesn't want to break you but enough to keep you there so he can return the kiss, all his emotion expressed through this one action. When you part to catch your breath, you tell him you can't leave. Not when you've finally found somewhere, someone, who feels so much like home.

[aduh0308]

i’ve been thinking abt this for the entire day and i thought maybe you’d like it too… so hey! I’m actually insane istg i need him 💗

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okay so don't come at me but i have been possessed by something, SO !! ofc i have to run here to scream it out hehehe >:))

"she chose me," "hmm, did she?"

fyodor smiles smugly at dazai's unnerving stare, unaffected by the latter's intense gaze. in fact, it only seemed to amuse the raven haired man, if the way he effortlessly moved his chess piece to take out dazai's unfortunate pawn was any indication.

"you know reverie despises you," dazai says instead, eyes intently staring at the board, determining which piece to move next to wipe away the smug grin on his opponent's face.

"despise seems such a strong word for someone who saw us sharing annotations together." fyodor hums. "besides, she is a much better companion, academically, of course. in any case, i much prefer her over you."

dazai narrows his eyes as a grin makes its way to his face. "oh? is that how you think? then remind me who exactly was the girl that played chess with me two days ago that was, dare i say, better than you? was it not she that i spent time with, alone, might i remind you, here in the warmth of this library, our topic being you? or has that slipped your mind, dostoevsky? you saw us leaving, no?”

fyodor’s smile was forced this time. “ah, such a low blow, insulting me in the middle of a chess game. but very well, how about we make this interesting, hmm?”

“oh?”

“two weeks. one week for each of us. the first man to get reverie’s approval, that is, allowing her to be close to us and gaining her favor entirely. it is she who will choose which one of us is the better student, though i must say that having her choose between the top two students in the class sounds rather thrilling, no?”

dazai hums. “thrilling, yes. entertaining, absolutely. just wait, you’re going to lose,” he chuckled darkly, sliding his white chess piece forward, effectively checking the black king.

fyodor smiled wider, his violet eyes glinting with mischievous amusement. “always so confident.” he easily moved to protect his king.

“may the best man win.” they both said in unison just as the object of their conversation opened the door to the library quietly.

“reverie!”

…blame it on the books i saw yesterday in the bookshop okay… in any case, these three in a dark academia setting has my entire heart. expect more to come, miss rev !! mweheh >:))

ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME 🥹 !!

i’m giggling so hard at this entire thing, mia LIA, i can’t believe u wrote this for me. SHARING ANNOTATIONS W FEDYA !! u get it. BEING IN THE LIBRARY ALONE. W DAZAI !! omg me being the topic of their conversation during one of their intense chess matches has me sooo (｡≽\\\≼) & WALKING IN JUST IN TIME AT THE END !! omg the WAY you researched this from my actual lore i srsly am going to get u back day miss lia <3 you’ve spoiled me way too much !!

i’ve been reading this over & over + their little challenge ever since this came into my inbox, LOL omg they think they can play w/ me… “may the best one win” 🙂‍↕️ they think they’re the best & smartest plot twist i choose ranpo.

[miupow]

what would each txt member do? cum inside/pull out/use a condom? I'm actually so curious about this one lol !! >< 🤭

teehee... nsfw , mdni !

soobin -> breeding kink goes crazy. begs to hit it raw constantly, cant get enough of the way ur pussy looks creampied. he'll make u a mommy if you're not careful (fucks like his career isn't at stake lmao)

yeonjun -> another creampie king. esp likes to cum inside and then have you cockwarm him while he keeps it all up inside.. hes so dirty , addicted to watching your ruined little pussy gush thick globs of his cum when he finally pulls out (thanks god for birth control every night before he goes to sleep)

beomgyu -> "i swear i'll pull out!" and doesn't pull out. "but we don't have a condom" will never stop him from trying to hit. genuinely tries to pull out but his pull out game is so bad .. snickers while you smack at him for cumming inside lol. also pulls out to cum on ur ass tits or face (esp facials he loves facials)

taehyun -> uses a condom religiously. safe sex or no sex he can't afford to have a kid rn. no amount of "im on the pill!" will sway him. (but when ur married and family planning... its a different story)

hueningkai -> pulls out. loves cumming all over your belly and tits.. also he's totally the "but i don't have a condom" trope lmao he'll use condoms for safety but the minute he gets a taste he can't go back (also him cumming early by accident mid thrust.. pulls out of you to thrust back in but he misses ur hole and just cums all over u)

[mapofthemazeinthemirror]

yeonjun who has two little angel daughters and he’s completely content.. until his youngest tells him that she wants a baby sister for christmas lol

🥺 my heartu, I'm a sucker for girl dad jjunie

Yeonjun thought he'd have his hands full with two kids, but they're so good at listening to their parents and sharing with each other. He's never had to break up a single fight. He feels like he could sink to his knees with the love he feels every time the older one looks out for her little sister and takes her under her wing.

He's sitting on the sofa one night watching them play, when the little girl runs up to him, struggling to climb onto his lap with a baby doll under one arm. Yeonjun is too busy with hugging her and sniffing her (he swears his kids smell so good, don't worry it's so normal) that he has to ask her to repeat her question.

"Can we get a baby? A girl one? Pleaaaase?"

Yeonjun's heart melts like butter. He wants to promise her that she can have a baby sister, wants to give her the whole world, to both his kids. Instead, he drops his head back on the sofa and looks up at his wife with a "pleeaaaase?" of his own and those begging eyes.

[aduh0308]

serving you pics again cuz OMGQOQJAIQHUQGQJNAIQHA soobin the man you are. Idk if u saw it yet but yeah!

OH IM FERALLLLLLLLLL

[chuuyrr]

welcome back miss niki !! hope ur exams went well !!

ur theme is very kokit (coquette)

LIA <3 imy how r u !! thank u sm and yes i agree my theme right now is very kowkette ₊˚⊹ ���

[madame-fear]

hi - i just wanted to check in after seeing that rude-ass anon! it’s frankly baffling to me when writers work so hard and produce generous content for free just to get treated like crap. life has proven time and time again (at least, in my experience) is that writing does its job when done at the writers pace, and comfort. violating that is a big no no 👎

your writing is excellent, and i hope you continue doing so in a way that makes you happy ❤️ you already know this i’m sure - but be sure to prioritize your health and well-being!! you’ll always have ppl (like myself teehee) here to read your work whenever you’re ready!

HELLOOO POOKIE 🥹 thank you so so so SO much for the incredibly loving message!! how is it possible for you to be such a big sweetheart?! 🩷

You are so kind for the lovely reminder, I really appreciated and I won’t deny the fact that I was in need of this. I absolutely agree with everything you said! And I also always add that, sometimes, it’s better to not force yourself to write, as the inspiration flows naturally (+ much better!) when you take your time.

Some people have the audacity to demand more and more as if we were writing machines, while we are doing everything, like you said, for free! But, these people are always best to block & delete... Or ridiculise, for treating writers like crap!

Anyways, thank you so much for the lovely reminder and for being so incredibly kind & endearing, lemme give you a ton of virtual smooches & hugs !! 🥹 Hope you’re taking care of yourself too,, prioritising your mental health & staying hydrated 🩷

Have a flower for an even prettier one !! 🌼

[osamwah]

hi lia !!! 🐝 i was wondering if you have a couple writer recs for genshin? or ppl i can also follow on this app for fics? i recently returned to tumblr n a lot have archived or deleted their blogs i think? feel free to ignore this tho 😭

hiii sorry for getting to this so late but i hope you'll still see it!!!

some genshin writers i recommend are:

@mydiluc

@lunargrapejuice

@zorosdimples

@anantaru

and i hear @fushigurro will start writing for genshin too soon and how can that be anything but amazing?