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tragedytells-tales · 8 months ago

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OC Corner: Ambrose Majesty

Thought / dialog: Mr. Majesty's welcome to the first years ( Song: The Greatest Show P!ATD Cover ) / Not proofread

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The first years, housewardens, and new prefects get summoned to gather in the school theater that evening. The invitation they got, delivered in a small ball of light, was signed by someone named "Mr. Majesty."

Although the prefects and a few first years don't recognize this name, the school seems to be bursting at the seams with life and excitement. A small buzz hangs in the air as a few first years mutter to themselves, joy and curiosity drenching their tones.

However, Crowley seems more nervous than excited. For once the headmage is even doing his best to make the school seem orderly, as orderly as it can get anyway.

The prefects start to question who exactly this "Mr. Majesty" is or why they had never heard of him before if he was this popular amongst the students.

The school day goes on as normal, but the excitement for the evening never wavers. Everyone bustled into the theater, settling into the dorm sections with ease.

At first, the Ramshackle students begin to go towards their favored dorm seats but get ushered towards the Ramshackle section, where small name plates sit on their seats. And they're the best seats in the theater.

The theater begins to go dark, hushed whispers fall to silence, and dull stomps can be heard bouncing off of the walls. A voice rings out from somewhere no one can see and easily carries itself throughout the stadium sized room. Not too loud, but just loud enough. It almost sounded royal, and all attention shot towards the stage.

???: Hello new first years! And allow me to welcome you to Night Raven College!

The warm orange stage lights flicker on before switching between the colors that represent every dorm, even a cool white for Ramshackle.

The curtains swing open and a tall silhouette stands before a bright green light shining from somewhere behind the stage.

???: Dear royal subjects, this is the moment you've waited for.

The music thrummed throughout the theater, shaking the floor as drums thundered.

???: Been searching in the dark, magic soaking through the floor.

Just above the silhouette hovered what looked like a shadowed staff with golden glow shining through the glass diamond at the top. A staff that fell into the man's hands and twirled.

???: And buried in your bones there's an ache that you can't ignore. Stealing your breaths, taking your minds, and that is real is left behind.

The green light dropped and shifted to blue as it moved above the stage. As the silhouette stepped into the light, a tall man with white hair and gray eyes came into view.

He seemed to be the exact opposite of Crowley, his outfit was a simple black button and tie with a white blazer and dress pants. A crown with green ribbons and gems hovered just above his hair and glasses didn't reflect a glare of light. The ear peircings he had matched the ankle length black and white cape that hung off his shoulders.

The true attention grabber was the staff he carried. It was marbled white with gray streaks of color, and at the very top was a diamond shaped glass structure that held an orange glow. The magic that poured off of the staff was powerful, but the strong magic from that man was even more apparent.

Even the lights around him seemed to glow and glitter slightly brighter. And the crowd erupted in cheers for a moment.

???: Don't fight it, it's coming for ya, running at cha'. It's born in this moment, greatness comes right after. It's all your dreams, can't you see, getting closer? Just surrender cause you feel the feeling taking over.

The man twirled his staff and threw open his arms, sending a soft wave of magic shaped like the dorm's signatures flew forward like soundless fireworks.

???: It's fire, it's freedom, it's flooding open! It's the devotion of housewardens, remains unbroken! There's something breaking at the brick of every wall that's holding all that you know,

The man slammed his staff to the stage, a green and golden light seeps into the floorboards before a platform opens up and slowly raises the man into the air. Large glowing, transparent figures of the Great Seven and a skeletal man with a top hat and a hat box began to form as the magic from the floorboards rose with the man. The magic flooded the theater.

Light glittered and reflected off of the decorations in the theater, giving it a mystical haze as the magic formed into bubbles that fluttered around the theater. The lights in the bubbles began to change to match the dorms they hovered near.

???: So tell me do you wanna go?

???: Where it's covered in all the colored lights! Where the runaways are running the night!

The man shot a small glance and smile towards the Ramshackle students.

???: Impossible comes true, it's taking over you!

Voices sounded from the crowd, loud and roaring but blending with the music perfectly. "OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!"

The platform stopped a few feet above the stage, and with a wave of his staff, the images of the Great Seven and the top hat man changed into the housewardens. Including the prefects and Ramshackle students.

???: We light it up, we won't come down! And the sun can't stop us now! Watching it come true, it's taking over you!

The voices boomed again, this time louder as their dorm's images glittered with their energy. "THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!"

The man tossed his staff into the air and watched it spin in the shape of a star before rocketing to his palm. With a twirl, the man threw it into his other hand before slamming it on the platform as the music dropped.

???: Colossal we come these renegades in the rain!

The staff shook and the light within it shone brighter and brighter. The man raised the staff to the roof just as a beam of green light shot upwards and into the ceiling as the music swelled.

???: Where the lost get found and we crown them to start their reign!

The light spread in a lighting like pattern across the roof of the theater, small sparks of light spilling from the cracks and fluttering to the seats of the students.

???: Don't fight it, it's coming for you, running at you! It's born in this moment, greatness comes right after! It's blinding, outshining anything that you know! Just surrender cause you're coming and you wanna go!

The cracks grew larger and deeper before the ceiling itself began to open and revealed the now star-ridden sky above the theater. The bubbles all rose higher into the sky, creating a light show as they mimicked the stars above with a small dance that trailed light across the sky. Almost like a meteor shower.

???: Where it's covered in all the colored lights! Where the runaways are running the night! Impossible comes true, intoxicating you!

The voices boomed again, somehow even louder as the students' excitement and joy blended with the magic around them. "OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!"

???: We light it up, we won't come down! And the sun can't stop us now! Watching it come true, it's taking over you!

"OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!"

The music took a dip and quieted, leaving the theater filled with the sound of the students' feet stopping in rhythm to the pulsing beat. A few of the magic bubbles fell back into the students' areas, leaving small specks of light buried in hair and spattered on noses. Every time one popped, another two appeared.

???: Where it's covered in all the colored lights! Where the runaways are running the night!

The man's platform fell until it blended back in with the stage as he hopped off a few inches from the floor. He waved his staff as he opened his arms towards the theater filled with students, even high-fiving a few as he walked forward, towards the center of the stage.

???: Impossible comes true, it's taking over you!

The lights along the stage followed him, behind him the dorm's coffins shone in the light. One by one as they switched, a few first years could be seen after their dorm coffins. The Ramshackle prefects and students even appearing. Their names hovered above their heads in glowing cursive letters.

"OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!"

The man gave every first year a polite smile before he raised his hands and waved his staff, following the music as it swelled louder and louder. The joy and excitement in the air mixed with the magic that fluttered in the air, voices harmonizing with the chorus as students rose from their seats.

???: We light it, we won't come down!

Fire erupted from the stage in a quick blast, sending sparks and a barely noticeable warmth over the gasping crowd.

???: And no world can stop us now! Watching it come true, it's taking over you!

The visions of the dorm members shifted to different staff members, from the teachers to the school nurse, to the lunch staff. Each one appeared for a moment, forms transparent and humming with magic that sparkled in the lights.

"OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!"

The man danced around the stage, twirling and spinning as the bubbles began to surround him and the stage. His staff flew from his hand and shot around the theater like a shooting star, sending flickers of magic around the students that matched the sparkles of magic falling from the open ceiling.

"OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!"

The man ran towards the far center of the stage, catching his staff with ease as it bulleted toward him, and posed as two more glowing figures rose behind him. In the center of the Great Seven and top hat guy, the housewardens, and the prefects was the figure of Crowley and a figure of the unfamiliar man. Above his silhouette hovered his name.

Vice Headmage, Mr. Majesty

His voice blended in with the students as the music slowly began to dip and slow, signaling the end of the magical show.

Mr Majesty: "OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!! WELCOME TO NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE!!!"

As the magic began to recede to the place Mr. Majesty stood, and the ceiling fixed itself back into place, the warm orange glow of the regular theater lights turned on with a slow shift. The students began to calm and return to sitting in their seats before cheers and clapping erupted from around the theater.

Mr. Majesty bowed towards the crowd, giving them all a bright smile as gray eyes drifted over the crowd. He gave a small nod towards the Ramshackle students specifically before addressing the entire crowd.

Mr. Majesty: It was truly lovely to finally get to meet all of the new first years. I'm happy to finally get to greet you all properly. This would have normally been scheduled on the day of your orientation, but a few things came up that took me away from school.

Mr. Majesty placed a hand to his chest and tucked his staff under his arm.

Mr. Majesty: I am Ambrose Majesty, your vice headmage. Should you feel the need to have anything about your academic life addressed, don't be afraid to come to me. I am always willing to make time for my royal subjects.

Mr. Majesty: Now, I'm sure Crowley likely left everything to the overworked and unpaid housewardens when it came to introducing you to the school. However, this time we'll be doing things a bit more officially.

With a snap, two pamphlets made their way into the students hands. As well as small usable pens that looked like carbon copies of their own.

Mr. Majesty: One of those pamphlets contains school information such as a map for your classes, places to buy school supplies, and the names of your teachers. That's likely useless now because of my lateness, but it's still good to have in case of an amnesia accident.

Mr. Majesty: The other one is a map of buildings, events, and clubs outside of the school. Such as this theater, the swim club, or the cafe club. There you will find everything else that this school has to offer, including extra curriculars or relaxing spots.

Mr. Majesty: Now I've kept you all long enough, haven't I?

Mr. Majesty lightly tossed his staff and pointed towards a separate set of grandeur doors deeper into the theater. They swung open to reveal a massive, glass-ceilinged ballroom that was filled with tables lined with food and drinks. Quiet classical music sounded from the room, blending with the quiet chatter of staff and kitchen workers and bustling in the kitchens.

Mr. Majesty: Feel free to help yourselves to refreshments and food while mingling with your fellow classmates, or return to your dorms if you so please. If you have any questions, you can always ask the staff or come find me tomorrow. Goodnight my royal subjects, and have a wonderful first year at Night Raven College!

With a small nod and giant wave, the man tossed his staff into the air and twirled it in both hands one last time before tapping it to the stage floor.

The circle around him glowed and golden magic rose and swirled around him. The gaps in the magic closed and Mr. Majesty disappeared, leaving nothing but a puff of golden glittering smoke behind.

And that was how the first years met their vice headmage, Ambrose Majesty.

AN: He is building a home in my brain, oh boy

Mutual taglist: @absolutepokemontrash , @writing-heiress , @tisafinedayforsimping , @ice-cweam-sod4 ( Sorry for the tag if you didn't want to be, just tell me if you want to be removed!! )

#twsisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twst wonderland #twst oc #[ ✨️ ] oc : ambrose majesty #[ 📖 ] loose leaf paper #The greatest showman my beloved I love that musical too much #twst brainrot #this is really just an excuse to scream about cool magic descriptions and pretty man-

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astral-express-family · 8 months ago

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A Potion and a Sparkling Ring

Aslia x Hina | romantic fluff

a proposal fic? whaaaat???? okay but seriously i've started calling Hina my wife and then the potions event happened so uh. here we are i guess

"Oho, so you're the ones behind the potion shop I've heard so much about! When it comes to fulfilling requests, I heard the customer's wish is practically your command."

At the sound of her girlfriend's voice, Aslia looks up from the book she's reading. Sure enough, Hina is standing there, her eyes twinkling and tail wagging. The rabbit lady blushes, and buries her face in her book to the sound of Lisa's teasing giggle. As Paimon and Lumine greet the general and her companion, Aslia's mind drifts. A bag hangs off the back of rose chair, and this is the perfect situation for ro to make use of it.

A brief tug on rose arm makes rose look up. Lisa is tugging gently on her arm, a silent encouragement to go greet the guests. Kirara, who Aslia is only vaguely acquainted with, is rocking back and forth idly. Lisa greets the guests in her usual playful tone, while Aslia stares at Hina with a wistful smile as ro shoulders rose bag. Then ro basically sprints the short distance between the potions stand and the cauldron where the others stand, exclaiming, "Puppy!"

Hina barely has enough time to turn around before she receives an armful of her girlfriend, but her tail is wagging more than before. Aslia presses kisses all over Hina's face as the general giggles and manages to say, "Hey, Bunny!"

"Oh, this cutie seems to like you," Lisa teases. Aslia pulls away from Hina, rolling rose eyes playfully. Crossing her arms and turning to Lisa she grumbles, "Lisa!"

Lisa puts her hands up in surrender with a little giggle. She keeps talking, but Aslia stops paying attention. Ro is more concerned with rummaging around in rose bag, pausing when ro finally finds the item ro's looking for.

A small box.

She'd had this for months, waiting for the perfect opportunity to give it to its intended recipient.

And now here's the recipient, standing right in front of her, unaware of what Aslia holds in her hands.

"Hey, Shining Star, are you gonna help out?" Lumine asks, causing Aslia to jump and nearly drop the box. She approaches the cauldron, asking, "So, Lulu, what're we making?"

Lumine explains the potion the three of them will be making for Hina and Kirara. One to keep them, and the soldiers of Watatsumi, in peak condition. Aslia nods in understanding as she prepares herself for her role in making the potion. She leans over Lumine's shoulder, pointing out places to put ingredients to make the most efficient potion.

When it's done, Lumine pours it into a heart-shaped bottle, picked out by a blushing Aslia. Then Paimon attaches a decoration to the bottle, whilst Lumine sidles over to Aslia.

"So... Hina," Lumine giggles, "and that little box I saw?" Aslia lets out a squeak of embarrassment, rose face burning. Ro knows that Lumine has figured out what's in the box, so ro just nods a little. Lumine grins wide and chirps, "About time!"

"About time for what?" Paimon asks, poking their head over Lumine's shoulder as they pass the finished potion to it. Lumine takes the potion and whispers, "Aslia's hoping to get engaged."

"Again?" Paimon asks, louder than strictly necessary, prompting Hina and Kirara to glance over for just a moment before resuming their conversation. Aslia pulls out the box again, looking at it with a faraway stare. Paimon looks at rose, then over to where Hina and Kirara are speaking. Then back to Aslia, then Hina, then Aslia one more time. Recognition dawns on their face, and then a smile.

"Good luck!" Paimon chirps, patting Aslia on the back. Meanwhile, Lumine holds out her hand with a knowing smirk. Aslia tilts her head in confusion, before Lumine gestures to the ring.

"Put the ring around the potion neck. Hina sees the ring. You propose," she starts, before Paimon finishes, "Bam! There you go!"

The plan makes Aslia blush, but ro nods in agreement. Lumine holds out the bottle, and Aslia carefully works the ring over the neck. It's big enough - or the bottle neck is small enough, Aslia's not sure - that the ring slides down easily.

Then Lumine approaches Hina and Kirara, distracting them from their conversation. Paimon encourages them to try the potion, with Hina praising it with her usual genuine smile. Kirara tests it as well, also having nothing but compliments.

"Hey, what's this?" Kirara examines the bottle carefully upon spotting the ring. Then her eyebrows raise in realization, and she giggles with a playful, "General, I believe this is for you!"

"H-huh...?" Hina stammers, taking the bottle and staring at the ring. Aslia clears rose throat. Ro's down on one knee, rose hands out as if gesturing to the ring on the bottle. Ro just hopes ro looks more confident than ro feels.

"Hina... will you marry me?"

Hina blushes, her entire face burning red. Aslia can see her tail wagging as she stares at Aslia for a long moment before announcing her answer of, "Of course!"

Lumine, Paimon, and Kirara burst into cheers as Aslia leaps up, and then Hina pulls her into a kiss.

This, of course, is the exact moment that Lisa approaches. She compliments them, her usually playful tone entirely genuine. Aslia thanks her as ro removes the ring from the bottle and places it on Hina's finger. It's a black band, with an amber-colored gemstone in the middle. She'd had to pay Wagner a fair bit of Mora to get him to make it, but it was worth every single one.

"Well, I guess our afternoon tea is more of an engagement party now, huh cuties?" Lisa asks playfully. Aslia and Hina both blush, though Aslia is also rolling her eyes playfully.

"Now I'm really glad we decided to make that delay," Hina giggles to her new fiancée.

"So am I," Aslia replies with a fond smile, "So am I."

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now-imstruggling-tofreemyself · 5 hours ago

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tatiana slozhno (spies are forever): 🗡🥂

matilda bishop (headless): 🐦‍⬛✨️

ford pines (gravity falls): 🔦📓

hatta (heartless): 🔮🎩

lilith clawthorne (the owl house): 📖🕯

judy denmark (ruthless): 💫🌸

whizzer brown (falsettos): 💽♟️

adam maitland (beetlejuice): 🏚🔧

anna hanover (pulp musicals): 🧱🛰

ichabod crane (tarrytown): 🎼🌄

yitzhak (hedwig and the angry inch): 🎙🎭

johanna barker (sweeney todd): 🐦🗝

jacqueline hennessy (the cavendish home for boys and girls): 🎨🕸

connor mckinley (the book of mormon musical): 👔📗

dorothea owen (the lucky one): 🎬🌇

fig wineshine (fig and ford): 🚬🔍

note: blog the tag #took a risk on the satellite if you don't want to see me being insufferable, bitter, and/or gay.

this is also my hideaway when something happens to my main

#🗡🥂#🐦‍⬛✨️#🔦📓#🔮🎩#📖🕯#💫🌸#💽♟️#🏚🔧#🧱🛰#🎼🌄#🎙🎭#🐦🗝#🎨🕸#👔📗#🎬🌇#🚬🔍

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spottedenchants · 11 months ago

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big day to be a chanse <- finally has a copy of the last unicorn in hand

#you know that feeling when you know you'll love a book even before you open it #i know Of it i've seen the movie and read the early manuscript but #ahhhHHHH book....#the unicorn lived in a lilac wood and she lived all alone.....#shout out to patrick rothfuss's introduction sounding like me about eyes like coin of gold #really completing the circle here #the last unicorn -> eyes like coin of gold -> ts -> the last unicorn #(there are several many steps in between each and it's definitely not that stream lined but ahhhHHHH)#anyway #🦄✨️📖👀#chanse chatters

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annahanover · 3 months ago

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ignore this its for organization

tatiana: 🗡🥂

matilda: 🐦‍⬛✨️

ford: 🔦📓

hatta: 🔮🎩

lilith: 📖🕯

judy: 💫🌸

whizzer: 💽♟️

#🗡🥂#🐦‍⬛✨️#🔦📓#🔮🎩#📖🕯#💫🌸#💽♟️#save

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evergreen-daycare · 4 months ago

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Believe it or not. But we absolutely love Strawberry Shortcake!

Here is a list of links to Strawberry Shortcake specials and series for you to enjoy while regressing or dreaming!

𐐪𐑂 The World of Strawberry Shortcake (1980)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake in Big Apple City (1981)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake: Pets on Parade (1982)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake: Housewarming Surprise (1983)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake and the Baby Without a Name (1984)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake Meets the Berrykins (1985)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake (2003)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake: The Sweet Dreams Movie (2006)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake’s Berry Bitty Adventures (2009)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake: The Sky’s the Limit (2009)

𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake: Berry in the Big City Season 1, Season 2 and Season 3 (2021)

(Gif Credit) (Divider Credit)

#-Tangy 🥀📖✨️#save for a rainy day #strawberry shortcake #safe agere #agere little #agere blog #sfw agere #age regressor #age regression #sfw agere caregiver #age regression caregiver #sfw caregiver #agere caregiver #caregiver blog #sfw interaction only #please read my dni

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mugi-chiakimonthofmayhem · 4 months ago

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Tag List!!

"My Loves❤️❤️" : F/O Tag

"Literally Me!!!" : Kin Tag

Specific tags below the cut:

Romantic F/Os:

Maya Fey: 💜The Future Master💜

Nazuna Hiwatashi: 🦊A Kitsune!!🦊

Hazel Swearengen: ☀️Best Summer Ever☀️

Chihiro Fujisaki: ⌨️Love's Program⌨️

Toko Fukawa: 📖Our Magnum Opus📖

Genocider Syo: 🩸Bloodlust🩸

Chiaki Nanami: 🎮Video Game Lover🎮

Kaede Akamatsu: 🎼Hit Every Note🎼

Himiko Yumeno: ✨️The Cutest Mage✨️

Noelle Holiday: ��Girl Next Door🎄

Najimi Osana: 💖Everyone's Best Friend!!💖

Lotte Jansson: 📓Falling Like The Night📓

Atsuko Kagari: 🪄A Believing Heart🪄

Protoman: ❤️Not The Breakman❤️

Ballade: 🛰Night at Wily Station🛰

Stardroid Terra: 💪The Strongest Stardroid!💪

Yoku Man: 🧩Don't Trust Your Eyes🧩

Layer: 📣The Lovely Navigator📣

Protoman.EXE: 🖥Love on the Net🖥

Tsuyu Asui: 🐸Froppy?🐸

Nimona: 💖Out of the Shadows Forever💖

Vinicius: 🤺Let the Games Begin!🤺

Rider/Lidelle: 🌳Horns Are Always Cool🌳

Ruby Gillman: 🐙Kraken Queen; At Least in my Mind🐙

Prince Dreambert: 🛌The Dreamy Prince🛌

Athena Asamiya: 🎤Idol of my Life🎤

Yuri Sakazaki: ❤️Yuri? Seems Fitting❤️

Queerplatonic:

Michiru Kagemori: 🦝Night Runner🦝

Charlotte Aulin: 📚Magical Moments📚

Johnathan Morris: 🗡Brawling With Brauner🗡

Soma Cruz: 🦇Lord of Dark or Lord of Light🦇

Arle Nadja: 🧩The Puyo Queen🧩

Crushes:

Ibuki Mioda: 🎸Rockstar🎸

Sonia Nevermind: 👑Ultimate Princess👑

Rambley Racoon: 🦝Panic at the Theme Park🦝

Jasminka Antoneko: 🥨Want a Bite?🥨

Kins:

Mikan Tsumiki: 🏥I Need A Doctor🏥

Godot: ☕️Wake up and Smell The Coffee☕️

Manfred von Karma: 🗡Perfection🗡

Bertram Winkle: 🗑Tired of Everything🗑

Teruteru Hanamura: 🥓Side Order🥓

Gundham Tanaka: 🐹Breedery of Evil!!🐹

Burner Man: 🔥I'm on Fire!!🔥

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mohabbat7748 · 7 months ago

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#धरती_को_स्वर्ग_बनाना_है

धरती को स्वर्ग बनाना है....

मानवता के उत्थान के लिए बार-बार संत रामपाल जी महाराज जी के सत्संग में जाना अनिवार्य है।

अधिक जानकारी के लिए देखें Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj Youtube Channel

#धरती_को_स्वर्ग_बनाना_है

नशा से मुक्ति पाएं।

संत रामपाल जी महाराज की लिखित पुस्तक *जीने की राह* अवश्य पढ़िए और अपने जीवन को बदले।

धरती बनेगी स्वर्ग समान, नशा मुक्त होगा हर इंसान।

Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj

#धरती_को_स्वर्ग_बनाना_है

संत रामपाल जी महाराज जी के विचारों से समाज में सुधार आएगा।

सब मिलकर एक-दूसरे के दुःख को बाँटेंगे। सुखमय जीवन जीऐंगे। रेप व यौन उत्पीड़न की घटनाएं समूल नष्ट हो जाएंगी।

विजिट करे हमारी Official साइट पर "SUPREMEGOD. ORG"

संत रामपाल जी महाराज का उद्देश्य #धरती_को_स्वर्ग_बनाना_है उनसे जुड़ने के बाद शरीर के सभी प्रकार के रोग नष्ट होंगे। सभी प्रकार के नशे छूट जाऐंगे। जीवन यापन के लिए थोड़ी कमाई से ही काम चल जाएगा। निर्धनता खत्म हो जाएगी।

#धरती_को_स्वर्ग_बनाना_हैThrough the book 📖 ✨️ “Dharti Per Swarg” One can learn the correct ritual for marriage . Additionally #it reveals

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tragedytells-tales · 8 months ago

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OC Corner: Ambrose Majesty

On: Crowleys negligence

"It seems I will be having fried crow for lunch."

Crowley probably tried to beg Yuu not to tell the vice headmage about anything that happened during the stay.

If they didn't fall for the begging, then they almost witnessed a murder when they told Mr. Majesty about the several overblots and being placed in Ramshackle. Mr. Majesty takes the care and safety of the students very seriously, so Crowleys negligence would've gotten the headmage a chair to the head.

If Yuu decided to keep the secret, then Mr. Majesty would probably find out some other way whether that be via a teacher or otherwise. But he wouldn't blame Yuu for not telling him, instead he's still going for Crowleys knees for convincing a student to lie to him to save himself.

#twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #[ ✨️ ] oc : Ambrose Majesty #[ 📖 ] Loose leaf paper

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baeksbyunny · 2 years ago

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tipsy • l.s.m.

Pairing: lee seokmin x afab!reader

Genres: smut (minors dni!), established relationship!au, drunk/tipsy (consexual) sex

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, oral (m&f receiving), multiple orgasms (reader), wee bit fingering, banter, unprotected sex and cumming inside, and them just being tipsy drunk and so sickeningly in love 🤢 as always pls lmk if i missed smth

WC: 3.5k

A/N: thank you for your utmost patience @katetattoolover 🥺❤️ I hope this finds you well and you enjoy this, I adore you <3 as this is a request, there isn't a taglist FYI my tagging lovelies 🫡 anyways I think I lost my touch but I hope y'all enjoy this after not posting for a hot second

"What's two minus one?"

"… One?"

"Yeah, you're my number one and the love of my life."

Drying off your face, you sneak a peek at your boyfriend staring intently into the large mirror of your shared bathroom. "Are you flirting… with yourself?"

He gasps, affronted. "No! 'm in a very committed relationship with someone special, thank you very much. Can't you see?"

When his arm waves vigorously to the side, all you can do is stick your tongue out at your own reflection he's gesturing toward. "Yep, that's me!"

"No, you're a figment of my imagination trying to seduce me. Kept staring at me all night, 'm not stupid."

"That's 'cause you're hot."

He was. Seokmin's best look was a white dress shirt and jeans. And the way he kept loosening the buttons as he relaxed further into the evening with more and more glasses of alcohol made him all the tastier. How could you not stare at the man that was all yours?

"You're a demon," your partner continues to grouch and then turns to face the real you with a very, very serious look on his face. He's lucky you're just starting to sober up enough so you won't accidentally burst into laughter, at least cognizant enough of his feelings that were extremely fragile at the moment. "Now this is the real thing."

Brushing back dark wet bangs with your fingers, you can't help but smile when he leans into your touch. "I'm just a thing?"

"No! You're more than a thing… you're… you're…"

You can practically see the gears struggling to turn in his brain. "This is why I told Jeonghan to stop topping off your glass 'cause look at you now, baby, you're so drunk."

"'m not drunk, 'm Seokmin."

"Yes, yes you are."

"And I was excited."

"You were."

"And I'm so so so so proud of you."

You gaze into his shiny brown irises that hold galaxies of love for you. The same ones you kept meeting as they followed you around the room after Joshua pulled you away so the group could congratulate you properly for all of your hard work. Looking at you with so much pride and adoration that you returned, causing your friends to jokingly gag at how in love you both were. The beautiful eyes that crinkle up in a gorgeous eye smile when you've had a long day, gauging your movements with concern to try and provide whatever comfort he can.

Those lovely and familiar orbs now look like they might shed tears at any moment.

You pat his flushed cheek. "What's wrong?"

"I just love you lots."

"I love you too, Seok, so don't cry." You stagger back when he buries his face in your neck, thrown off by the sudden weight because you're still a little tipsy yourself.

"'m not crying."

"Maybe we should go lay down now?"

He nods and releases you from his grasp — thankfully — and you can't help but chuckle at the mixture of water and tears that shine on his skin. After wiping them away, you take his hand in yours and lead him into the bedroom.

"Why don't you seem drunk?"

"'Cause someone kept drinking from my glass."

"I'll beat their ass."

You quirk an eyebrow at him teasingly. "So you'll beat your own? Kinky, didn't know you were into that."

His mouth opens and closes like a fish before he shouts, "That's because!", before clearing his throat and repeating quieter. "That's because 'Han kept filling it up when you weren't looking."

"Yeah, he was a real gremlin tonight, probably had everyone drinking double what they should be while Cheol and Gyu only enabled it by splurging on a crap ton of alcohol."

In the end, no one really meant any malicious harm. They wanted to celebrate with you and Seokmin at your house, bringing over a truckload of food, drinks, and a vast amount of different shit only twelve men plus their partners managed to get their hands on. Still, over half of them had passed out before midnight and it took well until two in the morning for the entire crew to sober up safely and leave a little bit ago.

Even the waters you and Seokmin had been sipping on since didn't alleviate the buzz that still rang in your ears. However, that didn't really matter as you tumble into bed together. It was soon drowned out by muffled giggles and eventual light snores when you both dozed off.

You wake up not much later, feeling extra warm. The covers have all ended up wrapped and tangled around you. Seokmin must be feeling the same, the robe he'd had on earlier discarded on the floor. Shirtless, his bare back facing you is illuminated by the moonlight slipping through the curtains. As if under a spell, you can't help but reach out and trace light circles along his shoulder blades with your nails.

"You up?" he asks and turns to sleepily smile at you when your movements halt, "hi."

"Hey, you."

"I'm hot."

"Yeah, you are."

"No," he pouts, "I'm like super warm."

After placing a hand on his forehead, a frown slightly turns your lips downwards because he is heating up, sweat glistening at his hairline. "Are you feeling okay? Here, let me go get you — "

"Stay," a warm hand grabs at your arm before you can move away, "make it better."

"That's what I'm trying to do, doofus."

"Mhm, but you know how you can help me, right?" Seokmin brings your fingertips to graze along his chest with a lazy grin. "You'll make me feel alright again, yeah baby? Do it for me?"

He's released his grip but your fingers continue to trail downward, snorting as his smirk grows wider. "If you wanted to get sucked off so badly, all you had to do was ask."

"I did tho, didn't I?" His eyelashes flutter when you start to play with the waistband of his boxers. "I was a good boy, right? You always know what I need."

It's a little ironic, really. Although you're simply teasing each other, it's very rare for your boyfriend to give in to his own wants and needs, even during sex. He's a pleaser, a giver, and a dedicated lover. So, it's no surprise to feel an overwhelming ego boost when he's pliant beside you, asking sweetly for your touch with puppy dog eyes no one can resist.

"You're always so good to me," you assure and lean to peck at his lips, minty breaths mingling together. Then you're marking his jaw with kisses that trail down his neck, underneath his pecs, past his abs, and lower and lower until you're sliding off his boxers. "Gonna treat you like you deserve, baby."

His soft "thank you, love" melts into a desperate whine when you finally unclothe him and wrap your hands around his cock. It lies hot and heavy against your palm causing you to instinctively lick your lips, jaw already aching. Meeting his lidded gaze that's simply waiting for your next movement, you can't help but giggle when he raises an eyebrow at the mischievous way you smile before blowing lightly at his hardening length.

"Hey!" Seokmin yelps, hips jerking up in shock, "what was that for?"

"Just cooling you down, babe."

"Don't tease me," he huffs in indignation before lifting his pelvis up on purpose, brushing the head of his cock against your bottom lip. "Please."

When the love of your life begs so sweetly like that, who are you to resist? Licking the smear of precum left behind ignites a hungry spark that glints in your eyes — and you give into what you both want.

Your tongue eagerly laps up the leaking salty excess as your lips wrap around his sizable girth. Alternating between sucking, licking, swirling, and even grazing your teeth carefully along the underside of his cock as you work him deeper and further into your mouth. It's sloppy and pornographically loud. No rhyme or reason with the way your brain is still muddled with the faint buzz of alcohol and sleep, mixed with a lot of good, horny feelings.

Seokmin loves it best that way… if his whimpered praises are anything to go by.

"God, baby, look how gorgeous you are like this. Treat me so well always, love you so much, shit… best thing that ever happened to me."

Head thrown back to display how his Adam's apple bobs when he feels the way your throat constricts around the tip before you pull off slightly. His hips unapologetically take on a mind of their own, gently thrusting back and forth to hear more of those pretty gagging sounds you make for him.

It feels too good and he's afraid he won't be able to stop. Seokmin knows you'll tap his thigh if you need a break but you're as far gone into it as he is. Moaning freely, pussy clenching painfully around nothing, and drooling saliva that leaks all the way down his balls. You don't want him to stop, crazed by how he's using you like his perfect little toy to get off.

But he pulls away all too suddenly — mainly to let you breathe — but before you can reach back out to take him into your mouth again, he's pulling you up by your shoulders. Stealing your breath again but this time with a kiss. Gently soothing your abused mouth with soft licks and pecks, humming in contemplation.

"This what I taste like?"

"Mhm, pretty yummy, huh?"

Your boyfriend thinks it's sexy that you like it but — there's something he obviously enjoys more. "It's alright, I guess… I prefer having you on my tongue instead, though."

You should've known what was coming next but you still squeal in surprise when he's urging you out of your sleep shorts and underwear. Muttering something about "gotta eat this pretty pussy out" before he's commanding you to sit on his face.

You're a little caught off guard by the delay of his pleasure but all you can do is obediently position your thighs around his head, slipping back into the standard mode of operation that Seokmin usually revels in anyways.

One of your hands flies out to support your weight, gripping onto the headboard while the other threads through his bangs because your man might be a little too excited to stick his tongue inside.

"Aw baby," he practically growls, "look at how nice and wet you are from just a little sucking on my dick." The vibrations cause you to shiver and you feel his lips quirk up in a devious smirk at that. "Cute."

His tongue runs along your folds with little kitten licks paired with harsh sucks. He's awfully eager for someone who has eaten you out many times before but that's simply because he's addicted. The groans Seokmin makes put your earlier noises to shame. You might've been embarrassed if your own loud moans weren't drowning him out.

"Fuck, Seok… you're so good at this," you pant and rock your hips, grinding down just a little.

He grunts in approval, appreciation, and acknowledgment. It's more than true. Even when he was new at giving oral, his efforts and features made up for whatever uncertainty he held.

You would continue to suck him off while he ate you out if possible. But the way his nose brushes and nudges against your clit just right as it always does… you've never thought to switch up positions. What a shame, really.

It takes everything in you to lean back. Seokmin is none the wiser, thinking you're only shifting in the heat of the moment for more enjoyment until your hand fumbles for his cock behind you. He jolts at your touch, tapping your thigh. You struggle to lift up, barely any strength thanks to your trembling thighs.

"What're you doing?"

"Wanna jerk you off."

"Yeah?" he snickers, naughty fingers stroking your outer pussy lips to gather up your wetness before slipping inside to replace his tongue for a bit. It's the absolute fear of potentially crushing his windpipe that prevents you from ultimately collapsing (and maybe the strong hand on your hip). "But I wanna feel you wrapped around me and I don't mean your hand."

"What are you gonna do about it then?" you challenge. As if the smirk on his face doesn't exist when you clench tightly around his three fingers at the mere mention of his cock inside you. They curl up to brush against the bundle of nerves that causes you to writhe in pleasure.

Seokmin watches you with a lazy grin. Although love always shines in his eyes, lust is overtaking that wholesome glimmer with a carnality that has you shaking without even reaching a climax yet. He knows this and relishes it.

"What am I doing about it? Hmm, I think I'll have to make sure you cum at least once so you can take my dick properly. Gotta loosen you up, like the loving boyfriend I am." His fingers begin moving at a rapid pace, taking you by surprise. With a squeal, you nearly drop right down on him. "Isn't that right, baby?"

"Ah…. yes!"

He nudges you forward a little bit, satisfied with your response. Pulling his hands away from your body completely, you feel the bundle of nerves snap just as he releases his grip. Your orgasm hits the minute Seokmin's lips meet your lower ones and you both moan in tandem. Loud enough to rival a porn star when he starts sucking like a heathen and laps up the wetness that spills out of your hole with your release.

You clamber off of him — very ungracefully — and flop down on your side, trying to catch your breath. "You're insane."

"You love it."

"Just because you think you're right, doesn't mean you have to say it."

Seokmin grins and licks his fingers clean before they softly cup your cheek. When he turns to face you, his cock slaps lightly against your thigh, reminding you he hasn't cum yet. But he's in no rush, leisurely kissing you before it deepens and you taste each other on both of your tongues.

"I'm always right," he mumbles, tongue brushing across your lips, "because you do taste the best between the two of us."

You slap his arm. "Stop!"

"You didn't deny it so I win."

"Do you want to fuck around and not have sex or would you rather I go to sleep?"

"Now, now," he chastises sweetly and nudges you so your back is pressed tightly against his firm, broad chest. "Be nice, sweetheart."

You roll your eyes. "I can't with you, oh my go — "

But your "Omigod" changes from annoyed to breathless when his large, warm hand fondles your chest while the other teasingly nudges the tip of his cock between your folds.

"What were you saying?" Seokmin mocks in a sickeningly sweet voice but you can only moan in response. "Uh-huh, that's what I thought."

He's tortuously slow. Although, it's not entirely on purpose. He's still too out of it to have the energy to change positions and even as much as he enjoys watching you bounce yourself silly on top of him, he figures you don't have the strength to do so.

But this is somehow even better. You gasp, feeling every single thick, long, big inch of him enter you while pressing hot kisses against the back of your neck.

"You're so pretty," he murmurs once he's bottomed out. The two of you stay still like that, simply reeling in the emotional connection — emotionally and quite literally — wrapped in one another's warmth. "My love."

"I adore you. Sometimes. More often than not."

He chuckles. "Is that so?"

After a while, you're wiggling your hips and signaling to your boyfriend that he can move if he wants to. You're honestly impressed with his control, wondering how long he plans on prolonging his raging boner. Not that you're complaining. You're more than happy to cockwarm him at any time around the clock. But it has to be slightly painful to stay hard for that long.

Seokmin's thrusts aren't rushed but they're by no means set in a smooth, consistent rhythm, betraying his desperation. It might just be the alcohol canceling out any sharp movements and it makes you consider having sex a little bit more often this way. Indulging in an open-mouthed kiss that's equally as relaxed and sensual as his pace, you could almost fall asleep again in the most delicious way.

But of course, Seokmin is having none of that.

"You can give me one more right, baby?"

"Mhm."

His hand leaves your breasts, easily finding your clit. Playing with it languidly, just enough that you're buzzing with anticipation but not enough to tip you over that edge quite yet. Your partner likes to think that he knows your body extremely well by now. And he thinks he enjoys finding out how you respond in this position, pressed against him in such an intimate way.

He loves eye contact, the expressions you make on your pretty face, the way you grip and mark up his back and biceps with your nails. But now, Seokmin can feel how you tremble in his arms, the tiny shift in movements when you unconsciously grind your ass across his abs every time you take his cock deep inside your perfect pussy. Fingers tugging on the tiny hairs on his neck, encouraging him to nibble on the top of your shoulder.

And when — oh, god — when you release the grip on his strands of hair and place your hand over his that's remained stationary the whole time on your hip bone, interlocking your digits together — he thinks he might cum on the spot.

Both his balls and heart are heavy and full of an incredible amount of love for you. He admits it repeatedly in your ear, thrusts turning more into a sloppy, erratic mess as he gives into chasing his high.

"Adore you so much, god, you're everything to me. You know that right?"

You grip the bedsheets with your other hand when you feel yourself start to jostle and slide upwards at his movement. "Love you too. So much, baby."

"Can you cum for me one more time, my pretty love? Soak my dick so I can fill you up nicely?"

"Yeah, I can. I can do it."

Your tongues tangle again, this time with a bit more aggression as you both help each other reach that peak. You reach your second climax first, not as intense as before but enough that you're clenching so tight around Seokmin and dripping down his aching cock as asked that he has no choice but to finally snap and let go.

The sounds he makes are pussy-fluttering, a breathy, drawn out moan directly in your ear followed by a low, satisfied grunt. His hips never falter until every drop is spilled inside, filling you up just as he promised. It's as warm and thick as the alcohol working itself out. You feel drowsy and sated in the best way possible.

Your dedicated, hard working lover must feel the same because he hasn't moved. Of course, he hasn't let go of your hand, body clinging to yours, softening cock still inside you as he sighs in content and nuzzles your neck.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yeah."

You try to wiggle out of his grasp but he doesn't let go. "Seok, we need to clean up."

"'m tired."

"Well, Mr. Sleepyhead, we can rest after."

"We already showered, though."

"A cold one will make you feel good." Despite the way Seokmin still feels extremely hot to the touch, little goosebumps prickle along his skin at the mention of a cold shower. You pat his forearm. "I'll help you wash up."

"Okay."

It's a relief he acquiesces, knowing it would be difficult to escape his grip if he decided not to budge. His cheeks are still flushed cutely but you have to snort at the way his skin manages to glow so handsome and perfectly with that after sex, post-orgasmic effect.

"No shower sex," you threaten.

He pouts. "I dunno what you're talking about. 'm literally too tired to even move. Who knows, you might be the one to jump me."

"I would never! Besides you're the one who's always surprising me but either way you're going to have to get up." You roll over and stand, pulling at his arm when he refuses to release his grasp on your hand. "C'mon, babe."

"Alright, alright." He's about to make a comment of how energetic you are until he sees you wince and limp a bit toward the bathroom. You know he knows but choose to ignore his smirk. "Does sex help prevent hangovers?"

"I have no idea but I've heard it's supposed to help with headaches."

"Let me know if you have one tomorrow."

"Seokmin!"

"'m just saying."

"You're gonna fuck me either way. But we're sleeping in, it's already like five in the morning."

"You're right. On both accounts."

You hand him a glass of water with a scowl. "You can be so annoying."

"But you love me."

"Lucky that I honestly really do. Now come here so I can wash your hair."

"Yes, yes right away, love."

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baeksbyunny · 2 years ago

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In Your Corner

pairing; kim mingyu x afab reader

genre; smut, angst

warnings; boxer!mingyu, trainer!reader, fighting, sparring, arguing, slightly toxic conversation, unprotected sex, big dick!mingyu, fingering, creampie, cum eating, biting, marking, pet names/degrading names, teasing, dirty talk, it's possible I have missed things

w/c; 3.4k and some change

requested; no

spur of the moment collab - fighting @onlyseokmins

a/n; this one was really fun and kinda therapeutic to write. also don't fight with your partner, ig unless you are their trainer.

Mingyu shakes his head, reaching up with the back of his sparring gloves to push his hair from his sweaty forehead. He was tired. Even though the training session with you had only lasted a couple of hours at this point, it felt like he had been at it for days. You were the best trainer Mingyu had ever had but you were a hardass.

Moving over to the ropes near his designated corner, Mingyu takes a deep breath reaching down for his water bottle. You can’t help the sigh that escapes your lips as your eyes move over his frame. He was acting like some skinny, weak beginner instead of the champion you knew he was.

“Again, Gyu.”

“Fuck…Y/N. Give me just a second.”

Mingyu glances over at you as he leans against the ropes trying to regain his composure. You looked annoyed, that wasn’t his intention, but if he was honest with himself he was frustrated with you. Shaking his head, Mingyu takes one last sip of his water before tossing the bottle harder than necessary to the floor before turning towards you and rolling his neck from side to side.

You watch as he flexes his fingers, his feet moving in perfect formation as you had taught him, but the moment his left-hand twitches you grit your teeth, dodging his punch with ease. Mingyu had a tell, each time he started to punch, the hand he was going to punch would twitch even slightly, making it easy for anyone paying attention to know what was going to happen. It had been his downfall more than once.

Using the pads on your hands, you smack hard at Mingyu’s shoulder, making him grunt in frustration that he missed his punch. Your eyes were quick and trained, but you allow him to land one punch to the pad, covering your right hand only to note the twitch, dodging the next.

“Fuck, Mingyu. Watch your damn tell!” Lifting your hand you smack the man across the side of the head, causing him to groan in frustration, a scornful look in his eyes when he meets yours.

“Every fucking time.” Using your knees you pull the pads from your hands, only to toss them to the canvas floor of the ring with a dull thud.

Mingyu groans at your words, his eyes falling to your hands when you grab his right wrist, holding it up to show him like a child being disciplined. He was bigger than you, but at that moment he felt like he might as well be on his knees in front of you.

“You twitch before you punch. If I notice it, don’t you think whoever you are fighting against isn’t going to? You don’t think their trainer isn’t going to know your every move? They are going to watch for it and kick your ass, Mingyu!”

He was tired of you yelling at him. You were his trainer but he didn’t need to be criticized. He could only take so much. Tearing his hand from yours, Mingyu practically growls at you, his eyes full of fire as he glares.

“Back the fuck off, Y/N. You’ve been on my ass all day. Did it ever occur to you that maybe I’m twitching because I’m tired? Besides, what the fuck does it matter so much? As long as I’m better than them? I can get back up and kick their ass. The way you are screaming at me it seems like you wouldn’t care if I get mine kicked anyway.”

That was too far. Mingyu had always had a mouth on him but usually, he knew when to back off and just say ‘yes, ma’am’ when you were in the ring. The look in your eyes should have been enough for Mingyu to know to back off but instead, he kept his ground, his shoulders and chest rising with a deep, hard breath.

Lifting your hand, you point, letting your finger graze just shy of Mingyu’s nose as you speak. “How fucking dare you. If you think you can train yourself, you are more than welcome to do it, you spoiled brat.” An unamused laugh falls from your lips, your head shaking as your words bite into Mingyu’s seemingly thick skin.

“You aren’t better than them. You are going to get your pretty little teeth kicked in. Who is going to be in your corner to kiss your bruised ego, little prince, once you push everyone away?”

The spite was dripping from your tongue, causing Mingyu to hiss back a breath. Turning his head, he had to get away from you before he did something he would regret. Lifting his hands, the man takes a step back only for you to take a step towards him, not willing to let him run away from the conversation like he always seems to want to do lately.

“Y/N…I said, back the fuck off. I’m serious.”

“Aw, are you? What are you going to do about it? Punch me? I’ll know which hand to dodge, Mingyu.”

A growl escapes Mingyu’s throat when you cage him against the ropes. His hands were on your sides, and your back against the canvas before he or you could make heads or tails of what was happening. Frustrated eyes stare down into yours as you take a deep breath, your hands gripping Mingyu’s biceps.

In the same moment that it seems to dawn on you that Mingyu had pinned you to the floor, it seems to hit the man as well. His head shaking, tongue darting across his lips, while his eyes move over your face looking for any signs of pain or injury.

“Goddammit, Y/N. Did I hurt you?”

You only shake your head no, too stunned at his quick action to speak. Mingyu sighs leaning his head down to press his forehead against yours in an attempt to once again regain his composure before he speaks again.

“I told you I was tired. I just…needed a fucking break. Why are you being so hard on my ass today?”

Mingyu leans his head back, his right hand resting next to your head while his knee rests between your legs. He knew he should move and help you get up but for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to do it yet. Not with the way your fingers were pressing into his skin, or with how your breath felt against his face.

“Because–Gyu…Because if I don’t–if I don’t you’ll get hurt. I want you to win because that’s what you want. Yeah, I want it too but I don’t want you to end up in the hospital. I couldn’t stand that. If I train you hard, if I am relentless, and push you until you get rid of that tell, then you won’t get hurt. It doesn’t matter if you like me or not.”

His brows furrowing, Mingyu takes a deep breath. He hadn’t been expecting your answer to be what it was. He had figured it had been about winning. He knew who you had trained before, he had seen your trophies and he knew he had a lot to live up to.

Swallowing hard, Mingyu lets his eyes move over your face at such a close distance before he shakes his head. Lifting his free hand, his fingers flexing in his glove, Mingyu studies you for a moment before pushing your hair from your face.

“I like you, even when you piss me off. Do you really care that much?”

Leaning into Mingyu’s touch, you can’t help but roll your eyes at his question. It should be obvious to him what you had said but it was in his character to make you repeat yourself.

“Yes, Mingyu, even when you are being a brat and incredibly difficult. I care about your stupid ass –”

Your words are cut short by Mingyu’s lips grazing across yours gently. His nose nudges yours in a similar way as his leg so that his knee can rest between your thighs, letting him rest against your body more tightly. You knew that you should push him away, tell him that this was a bad idea, but you find yourself lifting your head and chasing his kisses when he pulls away even just slightly.

Mingyu smiles, feeling you chase his lips. He grants you what you want, leaning back down to kiss you long and slow knowing for sure that you want him too. His tongue glided along yours and into your mouth, causing him to groan at the taste of you. You were somehow impossibly sweet, Mingyu could feel his already tight shorts getting even tighter.

Your fingers slide along Mingyu’s arm, a soft moan leaving your mouth and filling his when you feel his thigh wedge between your thighs finally pressing firmly against your clothed core. Arching your back, you pull your lips from Mingyu causing the man to furrow his brows. He wasn’t sure he had ever wanted anyone any more than he wanted you at that moment.

Mingyu’s eyes follow your fingers as they brush his skin lifting his left hand. Your nimble fingers make quick work of the velcro keeping the glove in place so you can tug it from his hand. Mingyu grins at the feel of your body shifting under him as you reach for his other hand, which he gives willingly allowing you to repeat the process so that his barehand can run along your side.

Strong fingers rake at your tanktop resting over your stomach, pushing the tight fabric up your skin for Mingyu’s eyes to devour. You find yourself unable to stop the smile spreading across your lips when a groan slips from his lips at the feeling of your soft skin under his touch.

“I–fuck. I won’t lie, I’ve wanted you for a really long time, Y/N. I just thought you hated me or thought I was stupid.”

Lifting your body so Mingyu can move your shirt further up your body, you furrow your brows at Mingyu’s words. You couldn’t help but feel bad that he thought you hated him, that had never been your intention but you could see where he could come to that conclusion.

With his thumbs pressing into your skin, Mingyu glances up into your eyes. You only glance away long enough for him to pull your tank top over your head leaving your torso bare in front of him.

“I have never hated you or thought you were stupid. I…just–god, Mingyu…” Leaning your head back, you find it hard to speak. You feel Mingyu’s lips press to the column of your neck, his kisses working lower. His hand cups under one of your breasts kneading the flesh gently sending chills through your body.

“Mm, you what, baby?”

It was the first time Mingyu had ever called you anything other than your name. Your cheeks were burning at the same time your stomach stuck into the feeling of his lips daring to work their way towards your soft breasts. Laying back on the canvas, you run your fingers through Mingyu’s hair, lifting your hips to press against his thigh resting between your thighs for any friction.

“I…like I said, I just never wanted you to get hurt. That’s why I push so hard. It’s why I kept a distance too.”

Mingyu nods against your chest, his soft lips brushing over your nipple feeling it harden at his attention. It made sense, everything was starting to make sense. He was grateful but he couldn’t go back to how it was. It didn’t mean he wouldn’t train just as hard, this might make him train harder and longer. It gave him something to train for. Something other than himself.

“I don’t want you to keep a distance. Cause, I know I can’t. I don’t want to. I’ll work harder, for you.” Lifting his head, Mingyu meets your eyes seeing them full of the same desire he feels rushing through his veins. “Fuck, Y/N…baby. I want you.”

Your head pressing back against the canvas, you whine out Mingyu’s name feeling his lips press over your ribs. His hands slide along your sides to your hips beckoning you to lift them so he can work your leggings down your thighs along with your already ruined panties.

Mingyu leans back sitting on his heels, his eyes moving over your body as he drops the last of your clothes next to him in the ring. It was a privilege to see you bare in front of him. Everything about you was perfect, from the way your breast rose and fell with each of your deep breaths to the way you spread your legs for him. Mingyu’s eyes were drinking you in as if you were a full-course meal and he wasn’t sure where to start.

“Gyu, god…babe, do something. Take off your clothes. It feels a little unfair…”

Your words bring Mingyu back to the present, his sharp canines catching his bottom lip even as his lips pull up into a smirk. You watch his hands move to make quick work of his shirt allowing your eyes to feast upon him now. You had seen him shirtless countless times but you had never let yourself shamelessly appreciate him until this moment. It was as if he had been sculpted from clay and brought to life by Zeus himself and you were just lucky enough to be in his presence.

Shifting to his feet, Mingyu groans a bit in discomfort as his cock presses hard against his shorts making it a struggle to push them down his legs. You watch with curiosity and a pleased sigh when you finally see how perfect he really is. You had known that Mingyu was big. There weren’t many ways he could hide that from you or others but seeing him like this and naked in front of you hard was completely different. He was mouth-watering.

“You are huge…”

The words slip from your lips on a breath causing Mingyu’s cheeks to burn and his ego to soar. He could tell you were wet for him but he also didn’t want to hurt you. Shaking his head, Mingyu moves back to his knees in front of you. His lips brush over yours as Mingyu drags his middle finger between your folds for the first time causing you to moan out his name.

“And you are perfect. I’ll go slow…my fingers first, yeah?”

Nodding, you whine softly on Mingyu’s lips feeling his middle finger press against your dripping entrance until he slowly pushes into you. You were already clenching around his finger, it caused Mingyu’s mind to spin and his cock to leak against your thigh but Mingyu did his best to keep his head. He wasn’t going to rush you or the process. His kisses are sweet and languid causing the stretch of another finger to be delicious and welcomed.

By the time a third finger is brushing against your spot, your breath has become labored. Your thighs are wet with your own cum as Mingyu speaks against your lips talking you through your orgasm.

“Jesus…baby, so fucking good. Came so hard around my fingers, gonna do the same around my cock? Hmm?”

You can only nod and chase Mingyu’s lips once again making him smirk. This was a side of you that Mingyu could get used to. He loved your fire but he also loved that he could make you melt for him.

Shifting between your thighs, Mingyu drags his hand along your leg pulling your knee to his hip to let you wrap your leg around his lower back. The sound of your moan sends a shiver and wave of pleasure through his body that causes his cock to jerk against your already swollen folds. Mingyu’s lips latch onto the skin at the junction of your jaw and your neck, his teeth raking lightly as you feel the head of his cock press into you for the first time.

The feeling is almost overwhelming. Your nails scratch at tanned skin, working over each divot of Mingyu’s muscles leaving bright red marks as your body adjusts to the feeling of his cock buried inside of you. There had been no way for your mind to prepare you for the feeling, or how the coil inside of you would instantly snap.

Groaning against a now darkening mark he had left on your neck, Mingyu has to breathe through your orgasm feeling your walls clenching around him for dear life. It was as if you were trying to milk him dry and he was in no way ready to let go. No, not when he had the chance to feel you, to fuck you slow and deep. He was going to take his time, fill you full of him. Never let you forget him.

Mingyu hisses out your name feeling your fingers pulling at his hair until he leans back to look at you. With his eyes locked on yours Mingyu makes the first long thrust burying himself back into you deeply granting himself another high-pitched moan from your pretty bitten lips.

Shaking his head, Mingyu can’t decide for a moment if he wants to bury his face back against your neck and leave more marks or go back to biting those lips but when you whisper, ‘Kiss me, you idiot’, who is he to deny you? His fingers lacing into your hair, Mingyu groans into your mouth, his teeth pulling at your bottom lip while the tip of his cock brushes against your spot with each deep, hard stroke.

He could feel you tightening around him once again but this time Mingyu wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep himself from following you. Pulling from your lips, Mingyu walks his kisses along your jaw to your neck leaving bites in his wake. He wanted everyone, including you to know who you belonged to. He wanted you to look into the mirror, run your fingers over those marks and remember how you got them. Mingyu wanted to run his own fingers over them and kiss each one while making love to you again.

Your fingers holding tightly to his side, you lean your head back giving Mingyu more access to your neck. You were falling over that edge once again. You were exhausted but you had never been happier or felt more desired. With one more gasping moan of Mingyu’s name, you cum around his cock once again.

Lifting your head, you bury your own face against Mingyu’s shoulder leaving your own mark as you feel Mingyu’s body jerk. His breath quickens, and Mingyu lays over you completely burying himself into you with one last hard thrust as he cums.

With a lazy smile, Mingyu turns his head to kiss the shell of your ear. The sound of your quiet, sweet laughter makes his smile widen even as he groans slipping his softening cock from you. Glancing between your bodies, Mingyu shakes his head before glancing back up at you with a sly look in his eyes.

You watch as he runs his fingers along the center of your stomach to finally dip two between your folds pushing his cum and yours back into you only to scoop some out.

“Fuck…you are so sexy, Y/N…want it?”

Raising a brow, you arch your hips to the feeling of his fingers sliding from you. Your mouth opens at his question letting Mingyu put his cum covered fingers into your mouth so you can close your lips around them sucking them clean.

Mingyu groans at the feeling of your tongue moving around his fingers. The feeling is almost enough to cause his cock to come back to life but he shakes his head watching you pull back with a small pop to reveal his now clean digits.

Biting at your lip, you arch slightly into Mingyu’s touch. His large hand gently brushes over your side as he looks down at you in wonder and something else that could be mistaken for love if one didn’t know better.

“I’m lucky to have you in my corner, Y/N. I really will work harder…”

A laugh falls from your lips, your eyes rolling playfully causing Mingyu to smile. He leans to press a kiss to your lips, his hand moving to hold your jaw so he can kiss you deeply until you speak against his lips.

“You better. I only date champion, Kim Mingyu. Now, take me to the shower. You made a mess.”

Mingyu grins against your lips, his thumb brushing under your bottom lip. He bites at his own bottom lip meeting your gaze even so closely. He knew the weight of your words even with the humor laced in them.

“Mm, yes ma’am.”

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