#🦋anons🦋

[riddlesimp]

Give your moots a genshin valentine!! 💝

im only gonna do a few of my moots that i'm close with

@achy-boo Alhaitham <3

@zeina-is-bored idk why but i feel like Dliuc-

@aster-sunshines Xiao.

@illnesscomm due to their chaotic self Venti

@saki-rosexoxo Kazuha <3

[userchai]

Calling Eddie 'Daddy' for the 1st time.

#🦋

I honestly think you’d give him a heart attack from how hot he would find that. especially if it’s older!eddie. 🩵

tw: (daddy kink) p in v sex, teasing, basic smut

It happens when he’s teasing you, giving you only the tip of his cock as you lay before him. Your eyelashes flutter as he teasingly pushes it in again, looking down at you as you whine. “What’s wrong baby? Thought you wanted my cock, isn’t that what I’m giving to you right now?” He asks, mocking the pout that’s on your face as you try your best to not throw a fit. “Daddy, please.” Is all that slips out of your mouth next. Eddie freezes up, as your eyes open in shock, looking up at him nervously. A darkness overtakes his features as he finally pushes all the way into you, you feel like the wind has been knocked out of your lungs as he quickly builds up a pace that’s rough and relentless. “What did you just call me babydoll? Say it, wanna hear you say it.” He demands, lifting your legs up so they’re over his shoulders, his cock hitting deeper than ever. Your face flushes but you can’t control your mouth, “Daddy, please daddy!” You scream out, as you’re being fucked so hard it’s slowly scooting you up the bed. He laughs, reaching his hand down to hold your jaw, making you keep your eyes on him. “That’s right, I’m your daddy, fuck baby. That’s the hottest thing you’ve ever said.”

[sanaoria]

JJK men reacting to you purchasing ‘premium air’

❥ ft. gojo satoru, nanami kento, geto suguru, itadori yuji, choso kamo, sukuna ryomen

A/N: This was a request from #🦋 anon! I had fun making this one.

[devil-in-hiding]

What about farmer reader that has a habit of sleeping in underwear and just goes down like that to make breakfast...totally forgetting the four men in her house, even after months....

I'm lacking sleep and my mind has been doing this for the last hour

(Our child is a girl <3)

-🦋

(we’re naming her theodora)

okay but yes please because summer months on the farm are fucking AWFUL (spoken from true experience) and for the last 6 years you have freely slept in just a pair of soft silk shorts that stay so nice and cold and hug you j u s t right

so when it’s in the triple digits and you already have all the fans pointed at your bed, you don’t think twice about stripping off your gown, nor do you think about trotting down the stairs the next morning, rubbing sleep from your eyes and stretching your arm above your head

“Mornin pretty, do you- fuckin’ hell woman!” Price’s voice stops you dead your your tracks, your eyes locking with a red faced Soap, who is trying his fucking b e s t to keep his gaze locked on your face, but when you gasp and your chest rises, he breaks, eyes darting down and he w h i n e s, chair scrapping the floor

“No! Soap! DOWN!” Price barks, scrambling to try and pin the scot against the table, but Soap is slippery, and your brain doesn’t kick in until your being tossed on the couch, Soap towering over you

“Sweet fuckin’ jesus bonnie..” He breathes, eyes hungry and you try to cover your chest, but your hands are pinned to the couch cushion

[strawberrystrangers]

Do you think JJ would constantly stay over at readers house bc he feels safe there compared to his own??

🦋anon

I love this!! I also kind of love the idea of the reader having accepting parents too bc that scene with Kiara’s hurt hurt!!

This literally just became a “please let JJ have a win with a girlfriend’s family who actually loves him” write-up…

Yeah he loved the independence that the chateau gave him, but your house had the company and it had the warmth of family. Your parents have stern rules about bedroom etiquette but they’ve practically given him the spare room whenever.

He definitely swings by after altercations with his dad; he’s been walking the street for hours trying to get the courage to ask if he can see you (& he does this every time, even after the 50th visit) because his insecurity is so deeply rooted in feeling like a burden (fuck you, Luke) to everyone.

So when he says he should go, because he doesn’t want to overstay his welcome, you’re always responding to it with “please stay” and not a “you can stay if you want” knowing he needs the clarifying reassurance that you want him there.

You’ll ask your parents downstairs if he can stay, and they’re always happy to say yes.

Your dad will talk to him in the kitchen while he’s making the dinner, and JJ helps with his experience from his summer jobs in the golf club kitchen. Your dad will never fail to find out how bad the altercation was, and give gentle advice and care and love and reassurance to jj, emphasising that he’s always welcome and never alone. Your dad is basically the Robin Williams in Good Will Hunting to Matt Damon. Your dad will hug him for as long as JJ needs it and there’s a few shared tears between them.

At dinner, your parents are always so interested in what JJ’s been up to—and when he divulges about the gold and his adventures, they believe him and want to hear more. They always make him feel like they see potential in him and that he’s not destined to be like his father & that his name isn’t tainted with a pre-made future.

JJ will talk mechanics with your mum, she’ll ask him if he knows what’s up with their car and he’ll go on this whole nerd talk about it.

He’ll help clean up: he washes the dishes and you dry them while your parents sit at the table still, sipping beer or martinis.

The recurring thought they always have, and the recurring thing they’ll always tell JJ is: “you have the kindest soul who has found it’s other half in our daughter” and they always make it clear that they’d rather him with you—a Pogue with gentleness—than the boys who attempt to butter them up—Kooks with misogynistic views.

[nymphea0]

JEREMY VON NEUSCHWANSTEIN .

HEADCANON.

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Hello Anon🦋, thanks for your request, this is my first time getting a request and also my first time making a headcanon.

it took me a while to make a headcanon, because i didn't read this manhwa before, so i read this manhwa and i need to analyze the nature of jeremy's character based on the original story.

this is a good manhwa, a complex depiction in terms of plot and character.

might have some bad grammars, correct me if there are any mistakes in the words in this headcanon I wrote.

i hope you like it Anon🦋 , i'm very sorry, i accidentally deleted your question TvT, hope you forgive me, and enjoy Anon🦋. Love - Neva🦋🦋.

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Manhwa : The Fantasie of a Stepmother/A Stepmother's Fairy Tale / A Stepmother's Märchen .

Author And Illustrasion : Spice&Kitty / ORKA(Art).

Publisher : Kakaopage And Tapas.

*Source Image : Pinterest

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Jeremy Von Neuschwanstein'

● Jeremy, the man is the heir of the  Neuschwanstein family, a wealthy noble family. While you, you are just an ordinary girl who works as a gardener at the Neuscwanstein manor.

●you and Jeremy are childhood friends, you play together and grow up together, until all that changes when his mother dies of illness, Jeremy's attitude is not the same as the jeremy you know, he changes.

●as time goes by you are quite close to his stepmother Shuri Von Neuschwanstein, Shuri is very kind to you, she is gentle and respects you very much even though you are just a gardener.

●In Shuri's eyes, you and Jeremy are an ideal couple, shuri had thought that you and jeremy would get married someday, but that plan was forced to disappear when Duke Heinrich proposed an engagement between Jeremy and his daughter Ohara Von Heinrich.

●From there, your relationship with Jeremy, which was previously not close, changed to being like strangers. In Shuri's first life, she could conclude that Jeremy was willing to let you go for his honor.

● For Shuri, in her first life, Jeremy was very protective and liked to spend time with you compared to his younger siblings. Jeremy laughed and cried only with you. For Shuri, Jeremy in her first life was a figure who was very protective of you, pure love.

● However .... in her second life, Jeremy is different from the one in her first life.

● This Jeremy is more passionate and direct towards you. He doesn't care about his status as a noble when he is with you.

● Initially, Shuri thought that this might be Jeremy's true nature, but unfortunately Shuri was very wrong.

● because the current Jeremy is the Jeremy who is willing to burn the world just for you.

● Jeremy is not good at expressing his feelings through words, so Jeremy expresses his feelings through actions.

● he can kiss you, hug you secretly, even when you are busy taking care of the garden.

● Jeremy, he has had the same recurring dream for 1 year, the dream includes his mother who died right on his wedding day and himself who married a noble girl he didn't know, and not you.

●Jeremy was very angry and upset when he remembered the dream, Therefore with the permission of his stepmother Shuri Von Neuschwanstein, Jeremy asked for permission to marry you, which was answered with Shuri's agreement.

●You certainly think rationally, you reject Jeremy, you reject him by giving a reasonable reason, You are just an ordinary person, and not a noble lady who lives in luxury, but an ordinary person who lives in hardship.

● Jeremy rejected your excuse, 1 time, 2 times, 3 times, and many times Jeremy tried to convince you to marry him, even with the help of Shuri and her younger siblings, Elias, and the twins Leon and Rhacel, but the results were still in vain.

● Until when you decided to leave by quitting your job as a gardener, Jeremy decided to marry you by force. He locked you in his room.

● Shuri and her younger siblings tried to convince Jeremy that what he did was over the line.

● But this was Jeremy Von Neuschwanstein they were facing, a Neuschwanstein lion.

● Shuri and her younger siblings could only hope for the best for your fate with Jeremy.

●During your life with Jeremy, he was an incredibly responsible man, although sometimes he was jealous for no apparent reason, but my dear, Jeremy loves you very much, with Jeremy's life as marquess and you as marchioness

●Your life is like heaven with Jeremy in other noble lady eyes. While they never know what is secret behind Jeremy love for you.

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©️Nymphea0 2024 ,Headcanon.

Please dont steal my work, or use without my permissions , Always be good people Dear. Much love , Neva🦋🦋.

@snowflakes666 @aenishas @elleflying07 @cannyyyyy

[ozzgin]

Retracting my status as 🦋 anon, it's been fun, love you Ozz🫶🏼

Sorry to hear about your departure, anon. You will remain in my heart.

The question now stands: do I auction the signature, do I erase it from existence, or do I pin its hollow carcass to the walls of my home as an eternal reminder of human bonds?

[ryuttaeng]

First of all welcome back,

Can you a friends to lovers with g!p ryujin, both are in the same pack kinda like Teen Wolf.

-🦋 anon

gp!ryujin x fem!reader

a/n: dare i say that i’ve never watched it 🫢

warnings: g!p, slight enemies to friends to lovers, lowkey made it switch!ryujin, unprotected sex

you turn around, hearing someone’s presence in the room. "oh, it’s you… you can at least announce yourself before entering, you know?" you say, as you look at ryujin’s smiley face. "what are you smiling at, ryuddaeng?" you ask, seeing older girl that shrugged. "nothing… do i need a reason to smile?"

you sigh, as you sat down bedside ryujin on the couch, examining her face. it’s actually hard to tell for you why you started liking her overnight and when that hate between you both ended. ryu looks like an epitome of your type but you don’t like her that way, do you? you’d rather have her as your…

"earth to y/n! are we here?" ryujin waves her hand in front of your face, trying to draw your attention to her. "sorry, just wondered about… stuff." you reply, turning away from her. "oh really? mind sharing your thoughts with me?" does she really need to be this… appealing? you pinched the bridge of your nose, sighing once again. "wanna make you sigh in a different way." you hear ryujin say, instantly turning your head to her direction. did you hear that right?

there was something about you that made ryujin irritated or was it just a reaction to your attitude towards her. you two weren’t on a good terms with each other but ryujin wouldn’t deny that you are exactly what she wanted in a girl. she secretly cheered when you started talking with her more and eventually became friends. of course, there still were some things that she hid from you, but maybe it’s you who’s a little ignorant about ryujin’s intentions or whatever.

ryujin’s hand playfully took your strand of hair, "do you really don’t get my intentions?" she asks, making you more confused than ever. now it’s ryujin’s turn to sigh, yet she’s patient, "i like you. not as a friend or coworker you know… we both work together but it would be hard to me to stay as friends." her hand was on your cheek, as she shyly turned her head away. is it real? or she just messing with you? you just open and close your mouth, unable to form any coherent sentences, as you feel ryujin grabbing your head and laying it on her chest. "ya hear that? that’s how fast you make my heart beat." ryujin’s voice softened as you look at her. "are you kidding me? i thought i was weird for feeling something… towards you." you almost whisper, now looking at ryujin differently. ryujin takes a deep breath before saying, "no, im not kidding you i just-"

the rest of the sentence ryujin hummed into the kiss, her hand grabbing your hair, moving you closer to her, if it’s even possible. older girl carefully lays down, you break the kiss to go down to her neck, holding back to leave any marks. ryujin’s breathing becomes more intense, she’s almost whimpering, "hold on… y/n, i-" ryujin tries to push you away but you resist. she sits down, holding onto her pants, hesitating to speak. she just takes your hand, moving it lower, until you sense her hard-on. older girl awaits for your negative reaction and she sighs in relief when you smile at her, "i’m totally okay with it, don’t worry about it. you’re as gorgeous as you always were." you sink yourself down, slowly rubbing the clothed cock.

ryujin whimpers, mumbling your name under her breath, as you unzip her pants, pulling them down along with boxers. you kiss ryujin again, pulling down your pants, slowly aligning her cock with your entrance as you adjust to her length. "oh my… god…" you moan out, ryujin’s hands placed on your waist, she slowly starts moving her hips, nearly ready to finish already. "ryujin… can you go faster, please?" you whisper, closing your eyes. it’s all too much for your liking.

who ryujin is to deny your plea? she starts pounding into you, making you moan even louder that she has to muffle you by kissing. your breathing becomes more intense, you getting closer to your release with each ryujin’s thrust. "oh- f-fuck, i’m gonna cum now!" ryujin moans out, her cock sips out of you before she shoots her load on her tummy, you both came at the same time.

you lay down, heavy breathing when ryujin’s hand caresses your hair. she placed a kiss on your forehead, holding you. "i love you."

"i love you too."

[pricegouge]

🦋 here, I heard you want ppl to be horny in your inbox and that’s my specialty

In the spirit of Haul- rough fucking as punishment. Maybe doll tried to escape, maybe she backtalked a little too harshly, whatever. If we’re to the point she’s allowed out of the basement, she’s immediately getting dragged back down there for her punishment. I’m biased to say Simon would be the one most likely to use a particularly brutal fucking to punish his pet, but idk about you, so if you think one of the others would be more likely, do tell!

Anyway I leave you with the visual of poor Reader getting dragged by the hair to wherever the boys wanna take her and begging them not to be too rough because she’s still healing :(

Horniness in my inbox will always be encouraged, but yeah, especially tonight :)

Wrow, my first non-canonical little drabble for Haul. She's getting so big :') I'm a Price girly so normally I'd say it's him doling out punishment, but I can play nice with Simon if that's what you prefer

cw: hair pulling, non con oral, choking

It's Johnny's fault, really.

He never stops running his mouth - about what a bad cook you are, how the place is never as clean as when the last girl they brought home was in charge of it. How much you want his cock. Normally, it's easy enough to ignore him. The boys are never there long, their schedules always rotating, intertwining like cogs in a clock before spinning on out and away again. Off to god knows where, leaving you at peace for a day or two so another one could fill their spot.

Only, Johnny's been out with engine trouble, and you've been stuck dealing with him for two weeks straight.

In retrospect, you can't even remember what it was you said. Something about how he could stick his head in the oven if he wanted after he'd complained about it being dirty. Johnny whines, you grumble, and Simon's thick fist snags in your hair.

"Who you giving lip, pet?" he snarls and you cringe.

"Wasn't -."

"No? And telling Johnny to burn his hair all off i'n' givin' 'im lip?"

You don't bother arguing, too busy standing on your toes as you try to relieve some pressure from your scalp.

"'appen to like that 'air, pet. Don't want 'im burning it all off," Simon laughs. He pulls your head back and forth by your own hair, as if demonstrating why he likes the handle on Johnny's head.

"It's nice hair," you agree, hoping you can get away from punishment by simply playing nice. John is out today, picking up the slack from Johnny's busted truck. Usually, John's the one to handle your punishments so you can get away with more when he's not around, but Simon's really been taking his position seriously in the captain's absence, and you know you won't be so lucky when he just tuts at you.

"You'll have to be nicer than that." His casual tone does nothing to prepare you for the cruel way he yanks you back downstairs. You yowl, fingers threading through your own hair as if you can hold your scalp close to your skull. You stumble after him, falling a few times on the steps as he drags you below John's office. He does nothing to catch you beyond grip your hair tighter.

You don't realize Johnny's following until the door is snicking shut behind you.

"You gonna tell Johnny you're sorry?"

You do, immediately, falling to your knees despite how Simon still holds you up by your hair. Your knees hover above the tile, weight suspended at a sharp point on your scalp.

"Nicer than that, hen," Johnny grins. His fingers move to his waistband and your breath stutters out.

"Please, no. I said I'm sorry." Sometimes if you turn your pretty, pleading eyes on Simon he takes pity. No such luck tonight.

"Not yet you haven't." His fingers wrap around your jaw, thumb and middle finger digging into your cheeks until he can pry your mouth open, holding you like that lest you bite through the meat of your own cheeks.

Johnny's own thumb hooks your jaw even lower, his cock bobbing in your face as he fists his own base. "Not gonnae show me tha' cute little tongue, hen?" He asks, faux innocence.

Your eyes meet his for a moment, defiant despite your position. You loll your tongue out for him when Simon's free hand slides down to your throat.

"Tha's righ', bonnie," Soap sighs, easing himself into your waiting mouth. "You be nice and sweet for me, yea?"

Johnny's thick. One of the thickest you've ever had. It's taken practice but you accept him easily enough after a few experimental thrusts. Simon's palm tightens around your throat when Johnny slides home, and the smaller man groans.

"Feel that, love?" Simon asks, and you know by the tone in his voice he's not talking to you - too warm, too pleasant. Not for you. "Fuck my fist, Johnny, wanna feel it."

[ohbo-ohno]

Vampire!Soap with his Sire, Vampire!Ghost (who turned him by force), and their shared captive bloodbag, the Reader. Maybe you’re a Hunter, maybe you’re just unlucky, either way you wind up chained to the floor in their lair and being given just barely enough to be alive and useful. While they’re waiting until you have enough blood to be fed from again, they fuck you while you close your eyes and try not to scream because it just gets them off more. Eventually the longer they keep you the more fond they become, and the more luxuries you’ll be afforded, like a pile of fluffy blankets, a stuffed toy or two, outside time (monitored, of course), and even time without your collar.

~🦋 (yes I’m still alive and I’m still being weird about stuffed animals. Don’t call your autistic kids mature for their age and put them in GAT programs when they’re 9 or they’ll end up like me. Still sleeping with a mountain of stuffies and also being horny about it.)

big big fan of vampire au's where the human's emotions affect the way they taste

ghost likes the spice to your blood when you're afraid, so he likes to make himself as big as possible before he pins you to the ground to feed. he likes to chase you a bit, to give you a chance of escaping so he can taste your devastation when he wraps an arm around your stomach and holds you to him

johnny likes the sweet taste of you when you're coming for him. loves the overwhelming rush of endorphins he can literally taste, always overwhelms you with sensation just before getting you off when he wants to feed. likes to hurt you just a bit while getting you off, scrambles your little brain up until you have no idea what you're feeling (likes to moan in your ear about how much you enjoy it, how he can taste that you like it)

one of the most appealing things to me about captive blood bag vampire au's is the like... necessary aftercare, kinda? like ghost and johnny need you to stay alive, so they might do all sorts of horrible and cruel things to you when they want to feed (ie: whenever they want), but they'll hand feed you your favorite foods and keep you tucked up in a soft nest to rest

ghost in particular takes special enjoyment in bandaging your bites. he's got a sort of fascination with how humans heal (he's old enough that he hardly remembers what it was like to have a scab) and he checks your wounds on an extremely strict schedule. likes to compare your bruises, compare your scars and see how they're healing. never lets you hide from him or try to take care of the wounds yourself - if he did it to you, he's taking care of it too

johnny likes to use you as essentially a body pillow/emotional support human. he gets real needy after he feeds, and you're too weak to try and move away from him, so cuddles post-feeding aren't optional. it's not rare for ghost to find the two of you curled up in bloody sheets - no matter how hard he tries, he can't seem to train johnny out of being a messy eater

[riddlesimp]

I am going to regret this..

A lore of Hopper, March and the twins.

you srs put this on anon when ik it's you Achy LMAO

Ahem anyways~

Tw: Sh mentions and abuse mentions please don't read this if you have issues with this thank you <3

Lore twins first~

Angelo was the first one to be borned, He was never wanted and Zerachiel tried to get rid of him when he was little, Angelo was mentally abused by his father Zerachiel and that’s the main reason why he never wants to ever go back to heaven, Angelo actually is the reason why Angel was one of the head Cupids because of their mother being the head Cupid before them and Angelo have Angel her bow and Lovesick isn’t his fr last name it’s Diamond *Lore for Angelo so far*

Now time for Angel

Angel was the last one to be borned out of the twins, She has a love curse on her making her fall in love really easy, Angel was Zerachiel little princess when she was little, Her ex unfortunately got killed by Zerachiel due to him just being a human, Angel was gonna be the heiress but due to her running away she was not allowed to be the heiress anymore, Angel was once the favorite child of Zerachiel but not anymore, she was also mentally abused by Zerachiel and was forced to be perfect, she would also self harm and hide it from Angelo but he found her and stoped her *lore for Angel rn*

[sinful-lanterns]

Just imagine in. Reader sitting on a dinner table on plate in front of Cabernet's eyes. Cabernet drooling at the sight of reader all wet for her sitting on a plate like dinner.

-🦋

Cabernet probably sees your pussy all wet and dripping, she can’t resist tracing her finger over your folds and collecting a bit of nectar from your center. She can’t contain her need to indulge, bringing the finger to her lips and tasting it like a naughty child sticking their finger into a dish.

“Mmmmpf.” Cabernet moans with delight and looks down at you, taking you in like you were the prized entree of the feast. Of all the immaculate dishes spread upon the table before her, you were the only one who had Cabernet’s stomach growling and her eyes glazed with hunger.

She can’t wait to devour your pussy. No utensils (toys) needed as she’ll dig straight in with her bare hands 🤤

[devil-in-hiding]

Wife :(

I suffer from sundress smut withdraw :(

I will die soon :(

-🦋(obv bc ur my wife hehehhe)

farmer!reader working out in the garden. You don’t mind getting dirty, it’s your favorite season and you want to get your seeds and buds planted, and you’ve perfected getting nasty stains out of the laundry

so when Gaz wanders around back to ask if you need anything to drink, just to find you on your knees, dress straps having slipped down your shoulders, tits practically spilling over the top, barefoot and oh so wild, it’s no surprise when Ghost comes looking for the two of you he finds Gaz balls deep inside of you, legs over his shoulders, the two over you covered in dirt

He can hear the slick sounds of Gaz’s cock spreading you open, your fucked out little whines ringing out in the open air. “G-gonna cum- f-fuck Gaz right there-“

He watches as Gaz keeps his pace, deep, slow strokes that have you choking out a strangled scream, and Ghost can see the way you soak the earth beneath you

[hanafubukki]

Baul coming to NRC in hawaiian shirt because Lilia told him it was "How humans dress to show they are coming in peace" is now the best picture I have in mind.

Both grandpa and grandson are similar. The way they drink Lilia's teasing like water is also alike.

- 🦋 Anon

Hello 🦋 Anonie 🌺

I think Baul getting tricked by Lilia would be harder after all the centuries that he’s known him 😂

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t work though, it just takes Lilia more effort with Baul than Sebek.

I can see Lilia telling Baul it’s common to wear Hawaiian shirts on Sage Island, even better, if he told him that he would be matching Sebek.

Next thing you know, Baul is arriving wearing a Hawaiian shirt, shorts, and sandals.

Sebek is surprised and Lilia is laughing before you see Sebek scramble to get his own to match his grandfather.

In fact, Lilia and Malleus has matching Hawaiian shirts that Malleus brought back from Jamil’s hometown. Why don’t they all wear them and match? They can get one for Silver and Sebek at Sam’s shop.

(wouldn’t it be funny if Crowley shows up with that Hawaiian shirt at the same time 😆😂)

[lavendermin]

LISTENING AND WALKING WITH YOU YES YES MILFY VAMOURE JING YUAN AND HUNTER READER YES YES-

I can almost imagine the condescending cooing that comes with it like gg. You not being so openly ready to kill him and him tugging at you over and over with that teasing curl to his lips.

— 🦋

jing yuan x reader, gn reader, vampire jing yuan, vampire hunter reader

Jing Yuan would grow very fond of your cat and mouse game. He’s endeared by your efforts, which he completely understands. But he sees right through you and the way your hands tremble with the quickening of your heartbeat.

The first rule from your clan: never look a vampire in the eyes.

It was your first mistake that unraveled everything. But his eyes were a shimmering gold that pulled you in— your second mistake. Everything else wavered in tandem with that— your heart, your mission.

“Go on, then,” Jing Yuan encourages, his hand curls around yours easily. The blade presses harsher still against the skin over his still heart, skin struggling to remain pristine and unbroken. “Do what you must.”

Your breath trembles, coming out ragged now. Your hesitance escalates, visibly. A smile curls Jing Yuan’s lips. It’s divine and ensnaring, spelling your doom and his name in sweet cursive upon your heart.

“I–”

He presses the blade harsher, the skin breaking. There is an absence of blood that makes your stomach churn and a twisted relief flood your nerves.

“You can do it, songbird.” His words make your head fuzzy, and your hand loosens from the blade as if his words control you.

He knows you won’t.

Your voice comes out in a quivering whisper, tears stinging your eyes. “I… I can’t.”

Jing Yuan grins, fangs taunting you. “Very good.”

The blade clangs to the floor next to his head and his arms wrap around you to pull you against his broad chest. He coos affectionately and runs clawed fingers through your hair soothingly as you sob quietly against him.

You’d try again… next week. And again after that. And after that, too.

[edgeray]

hello ray! This is my first time requesting! ( I have read ur request rules too since I don't wanna be rude) I have read ur dragon arlecchino x dragon hunter reader and it was absolutely beautiful!. But I have come to request another version of that (I hope u don't mind) but in this version reader isn't a dragon hunter but a dragon trainer (or like trains dragon) u can make any scenario of this if u want!

Ps- I have read (almost) everything u have wrote Nd all of those were masterpieces.

Btw can my anon emoji be 🦋?. I'm currently obsessed with how beautiful butterflies are just like ur work!.

Dragons are Stupid.

(Arlecchino x GN! Reader)

A/N - Hello 🦋 anon! I know you sent this request a longgg time ago and I truly apologize for only just getting to this one. Thank you for your kind words <33. Also I really appreciate you reading my rules! Man, I miss writing these requests.  I won't be describing Arlecchino because I'm lazy and I also imagine that she looks the same in Dragon Hunter Mother, except she doesn't have three pairs of wings.

Content warnings / info - Dragon! Arlecchino, Dragon Trainor! Reader(?), could be seen as platonic bc no human form

In your quaint village, you were only twenty two when you became the first one to willingly leave–you wanted to explore beyond what your cozy town offered, despite all of the villagers’ protests. They told you that there were too many dangers that existed outside of the forest, but there was a buzzing inside of you that told you your purpose existed outside of the settlement. Reluctantly, you took off, but not without carrying a bit of something from every person in town. Your mother and father personally made you an entire portable cooking set, your aunt and uncle having crafted their most durable leather backpack yet, and from other families, packed homemade meals or tools. By the time you were ready to head out, you practically had enough food to feed six families. 

You were five days into your journey, simply traversing the thick forest and taking in all the sights. Your peaceful journey takes a turn when you notice in the distance trees that were partially or almost completely destroyed, their trunks broken entirely and falling onto the ground. The trees that are still standing are blackened and lacking their leaves–all of the vegetation around them are gone. 

Perhaps it was curiosity that drew you in or something else, but in any case, against your better reasoning, you decided to venture in. It didn't take long until you first encountered her. 

She was large, easily four times the height and many times the length of the largest creature you've seen beforehand (a bear, you later find out was the name of the animal). You had never seen anything like her before. Her sleeping form was so still, you would have mistaken her for a large boulder if not for the rumbling that came from her. If she was this massive while lying down, how much taller would she be if she was standing up. 

At that moment, every thought in your head told you to run away. Something that large would have no problem seriously harming or even killing you, even without malicious intentions. She could accidentally step on you, or one flick of her tail, and it would send you flying. Best not to wake up the beast. Unfortunately, or fortunately, you were too curious to scurry off, and circle around the sleeping dragon to examine its features. With one miscalculated step, your foot stepped onto a branch, emitting a loud snap that made you freeze in place. 

Instantaneously, the beast rose, a loud rumbling shaking the ground. Tumbling back onto the ground, all you could do was watch the towering creature approach you, their every step reverberating through the earth. Mouth agape and your expression aghast, there was some kind of pressure on your entire body that willed you still. The thumping organ in your chest resounded throughout your eardrums, deafening everything around you. 

Scarlet crossed pupils ensnared your gaze, and you were engulfed in those dark abysses. The massive being crept nearer and nearer until it stood just over you. With a deep huff, she maneuvered her head, sniffing at your backpack. A quick realization came to you as you recalled the food in your bag and hastily slid off your backpack straps to access the contents. The first thing food your hand grasped was a bagged loaf of bread, which you wrenched out and offered to her with an outstretched hand. Your hand couldn't stop trembling and you've closed your eyes, deciding against all your rationale to trust this strange creature. 

The bread was plucked gingerly by the creature's teeth and an audible gulp was heard. A coarse, solid texture pressed against your palm and when you opened your eyes, before you was a sight you couldn't imagine. The reptilian's snout was pressed against your hand, a soft resonance erupting from its throat–almost like a cat. In awe, you moved your hand across the snout and its scales, tracing along the indents with careful observation of the beast.

And at that moment, you think you've never seen a more beautiful creature.

Since then, Arlecchino (you had named her, and she begrudgingly accepted) had stuck with you, even when you ran out of packed food from your backpack. She was injured at the time, but at the first feeding you hadn't realized–only having seen the hole that pierced through one of her wings. You could only imagine that another dragon had caused that wound, like it had sunk its teeth in that area. The terrain you found Arlecchino in seemed to have been the battleground for that fight. 

Arlecchino could barely catch any food with her impaired wings, and it's likely she would have starved to die if she hadn't met you. Even then, it took her months for her wing to fully heal so that she could fly. It also didn't help that you were a novice adventurer–you barely knew how to hunt, fish, or gather any food in the wild. You had tried your best to provide her all that you could, and it was enough for her to live off on, despite sleeping for most of the day to preserve what little energy she got. Thankfully, the months had passed relatively quickly, Arlecchino providing you with no end of entertainment. 

“How do you always get tangled in the fishing nets? If you break another one, you can go catch fish on your own!” You yelled at the dragon as Arlecchino snarked back with an eyeroll, sweeping you off your feet with her tail. You fell into the creeks with a cry and cold water seeped into your clothes. You trudge your way back towards her, before kicking the water towards her. She blocks effortlessly with her wing, before fluttering her wing to flick back the water on you. 

“Archons, you're a terrible dragon!” You screamed with no real emotions behind it. With a quick tail swipe, your face was met with another blast of frigid water. 

You huffed, knowing that it was impossible to get back your revenge. You helped Arlecchino untangle her feet from the net, having Arlecchino hold one end of the net with her mouth. Traversing across the other side of the creek with the net, you waited for a steady school of fish to come your way. Not too long later, the two of you are able to heave out onto the bank a dozen or so fish. Arlecchino then goes to collect some firewood while you take out your knife to prepare your fish for consumption. 

As you're gutting the fish, all too smugly does Arlecchino dump the assortment of twigs and branches at your feet, accompanied with a good amount of saliva. You proceed to go into the creek for some peace to wash your feet while the dragon lights a fire on the branches. When you return, you shoot the reptilian a glare before piking your fish on a stick and setting it above the fire. 

The dragon lays beside the fire and you sit against her. You brushed your hand against her neck. “You're getting cranky, aren't you?” 

Arlecchino snorted. You assume that was a yes. “We can go pack up tomorrow and be out of here. If you save some fish, we could probably trade it to get you some beef, yeah?” 

The dragon doesn't react much, but from the swaying of her tail, the idea seems appealing to her. You chuckle. 

Vibrant red flickers across your face as dusk approaches. Your fish finishes cooking, the skin crispy and the flesh delicate. Your dinner becomes just that, paired with some bread and a few berries that you picked. Unsurprisingly, Arlecchino finishes four fish before you've reached fullness. 

“Stop looking at me like that,” you warn as the expecting, deadpan look comes across the dragon's feature. “You can't finish my berries. And I'll give you the rest of my fish soon enough.” 

Arlecchino snarls and thumps her feet against the earth. The ground shakes and you couldn't be bothered. Typical tantrum.

You rip out a chunk of the cooked fish and offer it to her, outstretching your hand towards her mouth. As she unlatches her jaw, you cruelly pull away, popping the piece into your mouth with a wicked smile. Before you can start cackling, she lunges and wrenches your fish from your hand, stick and all. You gape at her as she chews and swallows, spitting out the stick that you used to hold the meat. 

“You–!”

Safe to say that humans can't wrestle dragons. You're knocked on your ass before you even knew you were. To rub it in, Arlecchino lets out a satisfied huff of smoke from her nostrils as you lay defeated underneath her tail. 

Stupid, stupid dragon. 

More A/N: Is it bad 😓? Yes. Cut me some slack, it's my first request in a while. 😭Anyways, I missed you guys. I'm on thanksgiving break, so I'm hoping to be able to get all the things I've wanted to write here, including some requests. I'll be working on requests all week (hopefully). I'll also be working on a lot of other ideas and I'm constantly thinking of new ones and it's so hard to focus on one. my main priority is my halloween event fic (alien! arlecchino) and because it's me, it's a beefy fic. again, I'll try to post more content, but most of them are gonna be tidbits/blurbs than full length fics. Requests will be paused until I finish about most of my requests (hopefully I finish all by/during winter break).