#((smth smth quiet observer))

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[pctaldrunk]

When do you gaze at your soulmate?

when they're working

see this is what you love most. their eyes light up and no one can do it quite like them. whether they are a fighter or a healer. whether they are full of grace and gentle poise, or brute strength and wild energy, you love them when they are at their purest form. raw and unfettered. unadulterated by social cues and careful masks we all wear. when they are just them, trusting their instincts, using their experience, relying on the skills they earned. this is when you heart swells with pride. and you can never decide if you want to interrupt them and draw them into your arms with a hungry, appreciative kiss. or if you could sit there and quietly observe them for hours with more satisfaction than anything physical could bring.

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[princessbrunette]

princess what's your fav thing ab all of the boys like headcanon or smth - like any little thing just ab them i need to know - 🍓

it’s soooo hard to pick a fav i think i would need more time to think about it, but some general things i love about them:

rafe:

i love that hes usually so focused on whatever his goal of the day is that he seems pretty serious and intolerant like 99% of the time— but i strongly headcanon that sometimes, out of nowhere he says the funniest shit without even trying (aka telling his dad if he came back to obx it would be like a ‘god damn elvis sighting’) like if you’re being your usual goofy self following him around tannyhill trying to annoy him saying stuff like “oooooh you’re giving country club!” and would quickly reply with “i’m giving up with this conversation.” or something — and it’s funnier bc he doesn’t even laugh but he knows it’s funny djfjcjxsjsjs

jj:

a beloved headcanon / thing about jj is that he really notices tiny little drops in your mood. i think people would think he doesn’t, because he’s so chaotic and always rambling about something that he might not be observant of his surroundings but he’s always the first one to know when someone’s upset. if someone in the group / someone the group was talking to made an offhand comment that might upset you his eyes would slide over to you so fast, watching your reaction before sticking up for you. afterwards he’d corner you all “hey, you alright?” being quiet and mindful and unlike himself just to make sure you were good <3333 no one ever gives him the same grace n that annoys me

john b:

his voice. honestly just his voice is my fav thing about him. that and the fact i know for a fact he runs incredibly warm so cuddling him is soooo comfy and cozy and it’s like having a portable heater wherever you go :( also my headcanon that his dick is obscenely massive length wise and thickness wise like wtf

pope:

the attention to detail and his ability to observe and understand you. i just know he would make his partner feel so loved because you’d feel seen. he’s the type to make notes on his notes app about all the things you like, the things you don’t like, foods that upset you, nicknames you like being called — i’ve said it a million times but he practically studies you like you’re a project he’s working on, never getting bored with learning about you bc he’s so infatuated:( idk i just think he’s such a good bf

[darlingbabyboo]

"You're Something Else... "

♡ Synopsis: Megumi had been (sorta) prepared to live with this white weirdo who claimed to be the strongest... what he hadn't been prepared for was his daughter.

♡ Content: Reader is described as a girl and shorter than Megumi and Tsumiki and tiny because I'm tiny, black reader, good dad Gojo, Megumi is deeply repressed

♡ Notes: This is from the vote! Where people said they wanted Megumi x Gojo's Daughter instead of Giyuu x Urokodaki Daughter! Hope you enjoy 😘 Just say smth if I should make a part 2

♡ Inspiration: @ketsuyuki-hibana-typed! Their series Rengoku x Little Sister Figure is so good!

So Megumi was less than excited to live with Gojo (could not be me but this ain't about me so...)

He was only doing this so Tsumiki wouldn't have to suffer under the Zenin's

He was expected more or less of the same thing

Just him and Tsumiki living in a house, being forced to take care of themselves

Yippee

That's why he was so surprised to find you

"And you two, say hi to your other housemate!" The white haired weirdo cheerfully exclaimed

Megumi looked at you with wide eyes, you were hiding behind the tall man's legs and shaking like you were forced to be here

He wouldn't be surprised if you were

"C'mon honey bun, you gotta introduce yourself, you'll be sharing a home with these guys."

He removed you from his leg and squatted so that he was at his level

"Introduce yourself!"

You give a shy wave, curled in on yourself. You say your name through stutters and when you're done, you bury yourself into the weirdo's chest

Gojo smiles at them, stroking your back

"She's a little shy-"

A little, Megumi thinks

"-you two introduce yourself too! Don't be shy!"

"I'm Tsumiki!" His sister happily says besides him, like you're not shivering even if it's spring. "It's really nice to meet you!"

You remove yourself from Gojo a little to give her a small nod before burying yourself in Gojo's chest again

Megumi doesn't say his name, he observes (what he can when you're buried in Gojo's chest). You look nothing like him. He wonders if you've also been kidnapped taken in by Gojo

Does the freak have a habit of taking young children?

You look younger than him, though maybe it's because you're so small. You remind him of a mouse, especially with how much you were stuttering

He certainly hasn't seen someone like you before, maybe it's because of how sheltered he is, but you're different

Your skin is darker then what he's seen before, but the difference makes you even prettier. Your skin makes you glow in the sunlight, like some sort of angel

His stomach twists, even with how little he saw of your appearance, you're beautiful

"Aw are you already smitten with my little girl."

His face burns, "no!" He regrets staring so long when you bury yourself even deeper into the older man's arms, your embarrassment making his worse

Gojo waves off his words, "honey bun, this is Megu-chan, your first suitor!"

"Don't call me Megu-chan." He mutters, not bothering to clear up the other statement when the man is rambling something about your 'love story'. He looks up, sparing another glance at you.

You've removed yourself from Gojo a little, your brown eyes making contact with his blue ones.

Simultaneously, you both hide your faces

It's four people in the house but to be honest, it feels more like two

Usually, Gojo is out settling clan business or off on a mission, it's different than before though, Gojo's not neglectful, always making sure they have double of what they need and bathing them in nice comments

And he usually makes it home by dinner

It's honestly really nice (but never tell Gojo he said that)

The reason you don't count though is that you're really...

Quiet

He doesn't even know if that's the right description of you, you're almost like a ghost

The few times that he has laid his eyes on you, you disappear faster than he can blink

Usually, he would assume it's a him problem, but Tsumiki faces the same issues

"Do you think she hates us?" Tsumiki says one day, fiddling with her fingers.

Somehow, it makes him feel better that Tsumiki has the same struggles.

He shrugs, "I don't know, I thought she was mute, but she introduced herself fine the first time so..."

Tsumiki nods in agreement, she moves from playing with her fingers to playing with her hair, "I hope she doesn't hate us, she seems so nice."

"How would you know?" He mutters, "she doesn't even say anything to us."

Tsumiki frowns, opening her mouth to argues but then closes it in thought, "you have a point..." She reluctantly concedes.

Somehow, the win doesn't make him feel better, stomach twisting at the thought of you not liking them.

Of you not liking him

But one fateful day changes everything

"H-hello." You stutter out, looking at the two of them with wide eyes. Their eyes move from the TV screen to your surprising declaration.

Tsumiki eyes bulge out but she snaps her mouth shut out of fear of scaring you away. Megumi hopes that he doesn't share his sister's surprised look (which makes her look like a fish gasping for breath), forcing himself to remain calm.

He doesn't think he's heard your voice since Gojo introduced you all.

"D-dad won't be coming home today...a-and he said we could order food," You bite your lip, "d-do you guys want pizza?"

Tsumiki nods so quickly that he's scared her nose might start bleeding, "that sounds wonderful!"

When your eyes fall to him, he gives a simple nod. "That sounds really good."

You relax, and Megumi didn't notice how tense you were at the thought of a disagreement.

You poke your fingers through a hole in your shirt. "...C-can one of you order for us?"

Tsumiki shoots up, "I can!" She volunteers, already rushing to grab the landline.

You watch her with relief, and Megumi can already see the cogs in your head turning, you thinking about going back to your room.

He doesn't want you to go

"Do you wanna watch a movie with us?" He blurts out.

You jump at the words, surprise evident on your face. You point to yourself as if to ask Me?

He nods, looking away with embarrassment from how red his face is turning, "yeah, it would be nice to talk to you..."

When you don't respond, he looks to you and god he wishes he hadn't.

You're smiling, a smile that lights you up. Gone is the usual worry on your, eyes soft with joy and crinkled because of how wide your grin is

You're beautiful

"Okay..." You respond, softly, "I-i would like that."

He nods absentmindedly, aware that he's staring but he's under a spell, he doesn't know how to look away.

"Do you guys want garlic knots?" Tsumiki yells from the other room.

"Y-yes please!" You respond back, voice soft even when raised.

You turn back to Megumi and award him with another smile, "I-i need t-to call my dad really quick-- b-but I'll come back to watch the movie with you guys!"

He watches you go, butterflies in his stomach.

He buries his face in his hands.

Oh god

He has a crush

[restinslices]

ALRIGHT ENOUGH SWEETNESS. LIN KUEI BOYS FIRST TIME FUCKING THEIR PARTNER 🎤 (please)

Omg y’all, my brain let me write again😃

I don’t feel like looking for gifs and my storage space is in hell so I ain’t got photos. Sorry twin

Bi-Han

I know I start his parts off with “the haters will tell you” a lot 

IDC. Imma do it again 

The haters will tell you he won't care and he'll do his own speed and yadyadya. No. 

He's an asshole but be fr y'all 

I'm gonna write this as you're both experienced but it's your first time together. If that's not what you meant then lmk but until then-

You're both experienced but he's still careful 

He's the type to pick up speed fast but he's not immediately gonna be aggressive 

You're experienced but not with each other so he's gonna actively try to be slower and softer 

Very observant towards your needs and adapts quickly 

I think he’s observant in general so I think he’d easily notice how you react to certain things 

More of an action guy 

What I mean is he won’t verbally say a lot. Like you know how some people will ask “does this feel good?”? (That looks ugly as fuck-) He won’t 

He won’t because he’s paying attention to how you react and what gets the best reaction. He doesn’t need to say much 

He’s not completely silent but I don’t think he says much in general, so the first time would especially be quiet because he’s focusing 

Do I think he’s rough during sex? Yes. For the first time though? Probably not. He still feeling shit out

When it comes to making him feel good, he makes sure to let you know. He’d never be the type to lie about nutting. That’s just not him. He’s gonna make sure you do it right 

Very handsy 

He’s vocal when it comes to grunting and I think he’d go out of his way to make noise in your ear if it was something you enjoyed 

Pays attention to both your needs 

I could see him wanting to go a couple rounds before stopping 

Leaves tons of marks as a reminder of what happened 

Now that you’ve started now, don’t be surprised when he wants to do it consistently 

Kuai Liang

Mostly pays attention to what you need 

I think he’s way more verbal than Bi-Han so he’d actually verbally ask what feels good and what doesn’t 

He goes slow

Lots of emphasis on foreplay and trying to set the mood 

His lips are everywhere 

Like legit, every part of you has felt his lips or tongue 

I get it, you may think he’s very fast and intense because fire but no

Fire can also symbolize passion and Kuai Liang is a very passionate lover 

Considering it’s the first time, there’s no need to rush

The type to always be pleasing you. Even if you’re talking or making small comments, his fingers are still gonna be working on you 

When it comes to fucking he’s not doing it fast but how hard he’s going makes up for it 

Will go faster if you ask

Is also leaving marks 

Does frequent check ins to make sure everything is ok

He’s a big dude (in the sense he’s swole as fuck) so he’d probably prefer for you to be on top so he won’t crush you 

If I said he pulls on hair will I be booed or cheered?

If you’re bald then ignore that

Offers to give head. Doesn’t matter if you’re laying down or sitting on his face. He’s leaving here with smth-

The ratio when it comes to orgasming is off as fuck because he’s the type to pull out and start eating you out 

Extra points if it’s after you came 

He’s pulling out all the stops. You’re not going anywhere after this

Doesn’t particularly care how many rounds you go for

Main focus is on how many times you cum. There’s some people that try to be sweet and “I didn’t cum but if you’re tired then-“ don’t piss him off 

You’re either stopping because you’re tired or you’re shaking (or you wanting to stop but that’s not a saucy ending)

Tomas Vrbada

He’s always gonna be a sub to me, idc

He would try so hard to be big man on campus and all strong and shit, but bitch one good tug at the hair and he’s folding 

Lets you take the reigns for the first time 

Don’t think just because he likes being tossed around a lil, he ain’t gonna say how he feels. No 

You can be submissive and still assertive. That’s Tomas 

Similar to Kuai Liang in the sense that he is really focused on what you want and what feels good to you 

Already moans a lot and loud as fuck but he’s especially loud once he’s finally inside you 

He wants to go slow but life happens. The wind just kinda blows this way and next thing you know he’s fucking you like he’s saying goodbye. It’s the winds fault fr 

Is also verbal with what he wants and wants you to be too 

You’d think y’all have fucked several times with how comfortable he is when it comes to saying what he’s into. What do you mean “choke me”?

What do you mean you wanna fuck the cum outta someone or vice versa? Let’s take a breather, calm down, gather our thoughts-

Once he’s horny his brain shuts off and the whore comes out. You’d expect it’d be Bi-Han that would become this bold, but no. He’s bold all the time. Tomas gives mfs whiplash. 

Like bro we were just eating dinner 20 minutes ago

Like I said, he’s really focused on what you want since it’s your first time. You gotta leave an impression 

Is his brain cells shutting off? Yes. Will them bitches turn back on if he notices you don’t like something or you say something feels weird? Yes 

He’s attentive 

Probably came before you because he’s sensitive but he’s not the type to roll over and be like “welp, guess it’s a wrap”

He wants your brain to be as fuzzy as his and he’s determined to make that shit happen 

Idk why I changed my profile to this Fear Street aesthetic when I never write for them but here we are. I wanted to change it and this is where I landed.

[mxqdii]

Hii i love your ADHD and bdp x matt headcanons sm I was wondering if you could do smth with anxiety reader? Like rly rly bad anxiety. I have extremely bad anxiety to the point where it has pulled me into depressive episodes and constant states of overthinking, needing reassurance 24/7 and always feeling alone/unwanted. I would rly rly appricate it sm if you did this it would mean so much to me as someone who struggles greatly. Maybe even mention like taking anxiety pills and stuff like that. (I was gonna do this annonymus but i decided not to incase you or anyone wants to talk💕 my dms are open)

headcannons - m.s x anxiety gf

pairings: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: headcannons

warning(s): anxiety, mentions of medication.

not proofread

first of all, matt would love any gf no matter what, we all also know that he also has his own mental health struggles

i feel like matt would definitely see some similarities in him and you (we all know he's an observer)

and since he observes you so much, he obviously notices the moments you get quiet, the way you cant stay focused, the way big crowds make you uneasy, he sees the signs.

he doesn’t really need to ask, cause he knows, and you know he knows

can easily read your body language, sees you shift in your seat? he knows you're uncomfortable, sees you picking your nails? he knows you're anxious

kind of likes the side of you when its just you and him , selfishly likes that he has you all to himself and that you feel this comfortable around him (and hopefully his brothers, eventually atleast)

when you have trouble sleeping, the night owl he is stays up anyways, playing with your hair until you fall asleep

always keeps rings on his fingers for you to fidget with instead of picking at your skin

if you get into a bad mental episode, he's by your side 24/7, helping however and whenever he can, whether thats driving you places or helping you shower, hes there no matter what.

(if you take meds) he'd watch you take them and be like "oh you take medication?" in the softest curious voice ever

that cues the overthinking and worrying that he'll see you different, but he's already reassuring you before you can get too far into it

reminds you to take your meds if you forget

sets alarms on his phone to remind you and him

a/n: so sorry this took so long!! hope you enjoyed :)

TAGLIST:

@opheliaofficial07 @stargirlv0id @strniolo @annaisabookworm @theperson-nextdoor @its-jennarose @thetriplets3 @gottamakemyhatersmad @luvsturniolo

[rippedlovelines]

the merits of the twinyards learning to show their love for each other in slow stilted actions r a lot. for me. to me. little things. aaron buying andrew his favorite sweets because he remembers his picky eating tendencies; andrew throwing a blanket over aaron passed out in the living room after pulling an all-nighter. opening up more during their sessions w bee, angry accusations n cold statements melting into talking abt hurts n what shaped them growing up which becomes even conversation n learning abt each other more ( to bee’s not so small delight.)

the glares n perpetual scowls aaron once wore in andrew presence turn into smth more knowing n relaxed. he thinks one day he’ll be able to forgive andrew for tilda’s death; knowing the reasons behind it now, how andrew did it for his sake. (when he tells andrew that he thought he was going to die, during the days he was locked in that bathroom, his voice is raw. andrew’s face shutters. then, he says in what is possibly the closest thing to regret aaron has ever heard from andrew, “If I could make what you experienced during that time less painful, I would.” n really what’s done is done n there’s no going back, but aaron needed some sort of closure, smth, anything ! so he turns away n tries not to shake from all the emotions of what he’s feeling. andrew sits there n waits for him to return to normal.) andrew begins to make eye contact w aaron, he stops looking thru him—choosing to acknowledge his existence, instead. he sees how aaron is making an effort, clumsily attempting to prove that he isn’t letting andrew go, in spite of everything. (“ I’m not going anywhere. I hate you, but I’m still not going anywhere.” aaron says defiantly during one session where andrew said smth abt aaron going on his merry way after graduation. it shocks andrew. he stills suddenly n it’s v hard for him to look away from aaron’s blazing eyes. “Do what you like.” andrew replies stiffly. it’s acceptance n permission wrapped up in one.)

they learn how to mend the fragments of their broken past so they can both move forward. aaron releasing his resentment of andrew slowly but surely. andrew allowing himself to think of aaron as more than someone who will disappear one day, someone permanent in his life. they talk to each other !!! they meet up to do things—in complete silence sometimes, with small comments here n there in other times. after graduation, andrew goes to play on the east coast while aaron does med school elsewhere. it’s a big change. it’s difficult, often times. aaron will look next to himself with words on the tip of his tongue, then realize andrew is not around. andrew will look behind him as he traverses the streets of nyc, hand outstretched as tho to hold onto smth, a shirt perhaps, forgetting that aaron is not there.

But!!!

the two of them call each other once a year,month, week— the occurrences gradually becoming more n more frequent. 3 years pass by. andrew is in town for a game. afterwards, he meets up w aaron for a drink. it’s quiet. not uncomfortable. they take each other in n note how separation n time away has made the other different. aaron is in a good mood , hair shaved close down, face full, n nothing like the raggedy n hollowed boy andrew met years ago. aaron in turn observes how andrew’s eyes r half-lidded w smth one would call happiness if it were anyone else, but it’s js content for andrew; his arms tattooed beneath his armbands, n a looseness to his shoulders that aaron could not have ever believed andrew to posses once upon a time. after some small talk n a small congratulations from aaron for andrew’s team win, andrew slips a piece of paper out of his jacket pocket n shoves it at aaron, face blank. it’s a new team contract. it’s in the same city as aaron’s med school :) aaron decidedly does not smile, but sources say his lips quirked up a bit. they order cheesecake. everything is fine. they r brothers. they walk out together.

[ljubimaya]

PRETTY GIRLFRIEND THINGS ˙⋆✮

Nsfw headcanons featuring fem! Mikey and fem! Baji

C/W: Sub! Fem! Mikey, sapphic! reader, fem! reader, degradation, praising, mirror sex, fingering, sex with a strap, pussy eating, masturbation, public sex, a tiny bit of impact play if you squint, rough sex, tribbing, face sitting, fem! Baji humps readers ass, Dom! Fem! Baji, Reader doms fem Mikey in Mikey's part but gets dommed by fem Baji in Baji's part, lmk if I missed smth <333 and ofc Minors do not interact!!!

A/N: I wrote this with my pussy. No thoughts, just fem! faves for pride. This took wayyyy longer than expected but oh well, it be like that sometimes.Plus, ngl I feel like some parts are a tiny bit rushed, but it honestly feels good having it written off my chest. Anyway, let's christen this blog with some good ol' sapphic smut :3

W/C: 5.8k (help)

FEM! MIKEY THOUGHTS˙⋆✮

♡ To me, Mikey is a switch, but fem! Mikey??? Oh, she’s a sub

♡ I don’t see her ever domming, she is a full on pillow princess

♡ She is the big tiddie gf :,(( sensitive, pink nipples that get hard so easily it’s laughable. Absolutely loves when you suck and bite on them, and encourages you to use her boobs as stress balls 

♡Fem!Mikey is a little devil. She knows that seeing her in cute lingerie will make you go insane, so she’s mastered the art of taking hot nudes in front of the mirror in nothing but a lacy bra and matching panties

♡ Sweetest moans you have ever heard. You can never get enough of her breathy pleas to let her cum :(( 

♡ While fem! Mikey’s still a respected gang leader and feared across Tokyo, to you, she’s just a little princess that needs attention

♡ So much so that she might act bratty to get what she wants

Something was up with your girlfriend. You’d try to kiss her, but your girlfriend would only glare coldly at you, and huff “This is really not the time” She’d snap at you in front of the gang. Everyone was puzzled at her behavior, not understanding why the usually affectionate girl would turn down a kiss from her partner. The blonde never had an issue with pda, even encouraging you to hold and kiss her in public. You didn’t understand why she’s acting so cold all of a sudden, so you decided to just observe her for a while until you could talk to her in private. While you were just talking to a friend, you could see your girlfriend glaring daggers at you from the corners of your eyes. 

“What’s wrong?” You asked, hoping to get an answer for her strange behavior.

“Nothing’s wrong” She insisted. Rolling her eyes at you, she crossed her arms. There was a spark of excitement in her eyes when you gritted your teeth at her. Truth struck you like lightning when you saw it. It was as if a blindfold fell from your eyes; your girlfriend played one of her little games with you, and you’d be a terrible partner if you didn’t play along.

♡ Fem! Mikey wasn’t as smug when she got pushed against the wall when you dragged her away

♡ One thing about fem! Mikey is that not only are her moans as sweet as honey, but she’s never quiet

Your lips attacked her neck as soon as you pushed her against the wall. A shudder of pleasure ran down your spine when you heard her moan into your ear when you pushed your knee between her legs. You allowed her to grind her needy pussy against your thigh while your lips traveled along her neck to her collarbone, leaving dark love bites in the process.Impatient, the blonde gripped the belt of your pants, attempting to undo them until you stopped her. A questioning look adorned her beautiful face when she felt your hand gripping her wrist, and before she could open her sweet lips to ask, you cut her off.

“You’ve been acting so annoying all day” You spat in an angry tone “Could have just said you wanted me to fuck you like a dirty whore instead of acting so bitchy”

“‘m sorry baby” she whimpered out when you bit down on her neck, shamelessly grinding her cunt against your thigh while a series of apologies left her plump lips.

“I can make it up to you, just let me get on my knees for you” the blonde tried to coax you “Please, just a little taste”

“Nu huh, this isn’t the time” You mocked her, your finger grazing the outline of her clothed pussy “Wanna see if your gang is still gonna respect you when they find out their leader is being bratty because she needs her little pussy stuffed?”

“B-baby” She stuttered when your fingers swiftly dipped under her pants and panties, voice shaking in both fear and excitement “Please, no. They really don’t have to hear us-”

“Want me to stop?” You purred into her ear. Knowing your girlfriend, there’s no way she’d want to stop after getting so worked up, but you’d rather hear a verbal confirmation from her. 

The blonde woman bit her lower lip, seemingly weighing her options - either go back to her gang extremely horny, or get fucked senselessly and risk getting caught. The decision wasn’t that hard to make, because your girlfriend thinks with her pussy when she gets wet.

“No, don’t stop” Your girlfriend begged you, and who were you to go against the wishes of your pretty girl? She didn’t have to tell you twice, your fingers moved past her soiled panties and entered her embarrassingly wet cunt. 

All worries left the blonde’s head when your fingers found her g-spot, hitting the spongy spot repeatedly. Her moans grew louder and more frantic, the shame she felt earlier dwindling more and more with each thrust. 

“B-Baby, please, can I cum?” The blonde managed to ask between moans and whines “Please, please, can I cum?”

“I don’t know, do you deserve to cum? You were so mean to me. Your little snappy comments wounded me a lot” You mused in her ear, acting hurt while your fingers’s movement slowed down. 

“I’m sorry, I-I will behave from now on. I promise”

“Hmmmm, that sounds like a lie”

The blonde pouted when you called her out. She was fully aware that she wouldn’t stop acting like a brat. You’re fucking her too good for the blonde to let go of her brattiness.

“Pretty please, will do anything” She desperately tried to persuade you. Your pretty girlfriend grew desperate when you didn’t answer right away. At this moment, she didn’t think about her gang members in the next room hearing her cry and begging for you to let her cum “Please, please, please, I’ll be good, just let me cum” 

Humming, you kissed her flushed cheeks when you heard her begging. While you were pleased with her obedience, the sadistic side of you was looking forward to seeing how your disheveled girlfriend would come back to the gang meeting, red faced and sweaty, trying to explain why she was gone for so long from the meeting.

“Oh, anything? Sounds like a good deal to me” You purred into her ear, thrusting your fingers back into her weeping  pussy without a warning. 

“Oh, fuck!” The blonde let out a loud whine when she felt your fingertips grazing her g spot, the knot in her tummy growing tighter and tighter. A series of moans and whines left your girlfriend’s pink lips, her walls tightly gripping your fingers before she screamed out your name. 

Trembling and breathing heavily, the blonde woman came down from her orgasm and watched you lick off her release off your fingers after you carefully pulled them out of her spent pussy. With a mischievous grin, you watched her sober up, Realization hit her like a brick and soon after she calmed down, she was pouting at you.

“They probably heard…”

“I’d be surprised if they didn’t” You replied back to her and kissed her cheek before you both walked back to the meeting.

♡ Fem! Mikey loves being degradation and praised at the same time; loves being called your pretty little slut and your favorite fucktoy (although she’d pout about it later, “I should be your only fucktoy”)

♡ As you can see, she’s really into being called yours. Fem! Mikey loves knowing that she belongs to the person she loves most

♡ Funnily enough, the gang already knew about Fem! Mikey being the sub in the relationship. She might think she’s slick at hiding it, but she can’t fool anyone

♡ As hinted earlier, fem! Mikey loves eating you out. She loves your taste, she loves your voice when you moan out her name and she loves playing with her clit while she’s lapping at your pussy 

“Hng, so greedy” You moaned, enjoying your girlfriend’s tongue flicking your sensitive clit. To you, she was the most beautiful when she went down on her knees, face buried between your legs and lips and chin covered in your slick.

“Can’t help that you taste so delicious baby” The blonde groaned against your heated core before she thrusted her tongue inside your wet hole. She greedily lapped your juices, her nose bumping against your clit with each thrust. Your girlfriend could die a happy woman between your thighs, at least that’s what she told you numerous times when you tried to pry her head away from your pussy. “You’re gonna pass out if you don’t pull away” You breathed out, feeling breathless from all the orgasms she gave you”

“Don’t care” The blonde retorted, prying your shaky legs apart and freeing herself from your grip with ease before she dove back to where her face was - between your legs, where it belongs “If I die, give me a taste of paradise” She spoke incoherently, lightheaded from your taste.  

Your hand found its way back to her head, this time patting and caressing her. Knowing how strong your girlfriend is, you knew that she would overpower you without breaking a sweat if you tried to yank her away from your heated core. As another orgasm began to build up, all reasonable thoughts vanished from your head. You grinded against her face, chasing your release while you moaned out “Touch yourself for me, my little slut. I know you wanna cum with me”

She didn’t need to be told twice, her fingers moving past her soiled panties and rubbing against her overstimulated clit. Whimpers mixed with moans and slurping sounds as the two of you got closer to yet another earth shattering orgasm. And when you two have finally reached your high, cumming at the same time and screaming each other’s name in pure bliss, was when your girlfriend seemed to be finally satisfied. She still eagerly licked your pussy clean off your release before she finally pulled away from your puffy clit and swollen lips. 

You patted her head, to which the blonde let out a satisfied sigh.

“You did a good job baby. Made me feel so good” You managed to say in a trembling voice, feeling so weak from your girlfriend’s hunger for you.

“That makes me feel so happy” She hummed, standing up shakily, yawning as she sat down on the bed “I’d like some cuddles and a nap now though”

♡ Despite being whiney and loud and easily overstimulated, Fem! Mikey has insane stamina

♡ She will bounce on your big fat strap all day long if you’d let her 

Her lustful moans were music to your ears. What a sight, your pretty girlfriend throwing her head back in pure pleasure as she slammed her pussy down on your new strap.

 Being the loving partner that you are, you went out to a sex shop while your girlfriend was out with her gang. You weren’t looking for anything in particular, just walking around the shop until something would catch your eye, something that you and your girlfriend could enjoy together. And oh boy, did you find the perfect toy: Ten inches long and thick and perfectly curved at the base, you could already imagine your girlfriend going wild at the sight of the dildo. Without thinking too much, you paid for the sex toy and went straight home to take a picture of your newest addition to your toy collection. 

You took a good picture of the dildo after you put on the harness and attached it there and sent it to the blonde gang leader with a flirty text. That’s all that took for the blonde to cancel on her friends and rush back home to you.

Enjoying the way she struggled to take all ten inches, you watched her tits bounce as she desperately humped your strap “Look at you, blowing off your friends to ride a cock you can’t even take” You taunted, your hands reaching to grab on to her boobs. The blonde, tears forming on her bottom lashes both from pain and pleasure. 

“Can take it” Your girlfriend moaned out her protest, her movements not losing any momentum at your taunts. “Yeah, sure you can” Your spat out, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Why ride a bike if you can ride a big strap, right? Bet the others were able to tell why you rushed back home to me”

You played with her nipples, pinching and pulling at them. The blonde mewled from the overwhelming pleasure she felt. Droplets of tears ran down her flushed cheek as she was unable to hold them back. 

Moans and incoherent pleas left her lips as she picked up the pace, riding your new strap ferociously. You knew she was close, you knew by the way she rolled her hips with vigor, by the way her words became incoherent; the only words you were able to understand were “please” and “close”. Moments like these made you feel a tinge of frustration. You’d die to feel her walls clamp around you and to fill her up with your cum. 

Your lips latched onto one nipple, sucking on the sensitive bud with vigor while your free hand wandered lower. Drawing tight circles on her puffy clit, your girlfriend cried out in pure bliss as an orgasm washes over her. Trembling, she rode out her high as your fingers still pressed against her clit. 

You released your mouth from her sensitive bud and leaned in, kissing her tears away while the blonde is still seated prettily on your lap, walls convulsing around the dildo. 

“How do you feel, baby?” You asked carefully, making sure she’s not hurt. Still trembling, the blonde nodded. Voice hoarse from screaming, she shakily muttered “‘m good. Want more though”

FEM! BAJI THOUGHTS˙⋆✮

♡ Baji has been and always will be a dom, no matter the gender Baji has

♡ The way Fem! Baji fucks is completely dependent her mood, and she will make you take whatever she’s offering at thet time

♡ One day, she will be mean and fuck you as if she hates you, and in the next day she could make sweet love to you and worship you like a deity

♡ Not only is fem! Baji a dom, but she has mean dom tendencies too :,))

♡ Anyone who knows me knows that I am a dick piercing truther, meaning that in my silly little head, Baji got one too. Now, Fem! Baji not only has a clit piercing, she also has nipple piercings

♡ Adding on the previous headcanon: Fem! Baji only wears either sport bras or none at all. The outlines of her erect nipples and silver nipple piercings are always showing through when she’s wearing a thin shirt

♡ She has an insane sex drive and is absolutely shameless when it comes to fucking you. Will fuck everywhere at any given time

She’s so shameless, you thought as you sipped on your drink, feeling her gaze on you again. You’ve been throwing warning glares at your girlfriend from across the room, but that didn’t seem to stop her from eying your body top to bottom, a teasing smirk on her lips . You knew the ravenette’s insatiable hunger when it comes to you, but you didn’t expect her to give you bedroom eyes at a gang hangout. 

It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary: Your girlfriend would hang out with her gang after a long meeting to unwind, and this time the gang’s been feeling like going to the club. Of course, the ravenette couldn’t go without you; she always put emphasis on wanting you to get along with her friends. Thankfully, you were well liked among her delinquent friends, so no one ever batted an eye when you came along. 

Heat rose to your cheeks when the ravenette winked at you and nodded her head towards the bathroom stalls. She didn’t even give you time to respond back before she walked off to the dimly lit bathroom stalls, impatiently waiting for you to follow. 

There was no doubt that her looking at you so sensually sent a shiver down your spine, and if you were tipsy, you might have followed her without thinking twice. Chewing on your bottom lip, you were weighing every possible outcome. You knew your girlfriend didn’t just disappear to a secluded area to talk; you knew her and her antics too well at this point, and the lustful glint you saw earlier in her eyes when she drank in your form from afar told you everything you needed to know. Still, despite the fears of getting caught and perhaps even ridiculed, you couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement wash over you. 

So you finished your drink and placed the empty glass on the counter behind you and excused yourself to the restroom, slowly making your way to your very sexually pent up girlfriend.

♡ Fem! Baji is super impatient and doesn’t like playing games with you. If she wants you, she wants you now and in an instant

♡ As previously mentioned, fem! Baji will take you everywhere, even in public spaces. This woman thinks with her pussy once she gets in the mood

♡ Another thing about Fem! Baji is that she is incredibly experimental. She sees something in porn and will try to recreate it

“What took you so long?” she purred in your ear, chest pressed against your back as soon as you closed the door behind yourself. A small squeak left your lips when the ravenette spun you around and bent you over the sink, making you face the mirror. You locked eyes with her through the mirror, clit throbbing at her half lidded eyes and wide smirk on her plump lips. It felt like you could read her mind when you looked her in the eyes, a surge of images of what she could do to you flooded your mind. 

And you would have let her do whatever she desired, the stickiness of your panties became too uncomfortable to you to deny your girlfriend from taking you right there, but you didn’t lose every rational thought in your head. You huffed, face and body feeling so incredibly hot when you quietly asked her “Are we, you know, alone?”

“Hmmm, I don’t know, are we?” Your girlfriend asked loudly, a smug grin on her face as she waited a moment. Silence, no movement, no flushing, no footsteps, nothing. The only audible noises you were able to make out was her uneven breathing close to you when the ravenette leaned closer and placed a hot kiss behind your ear. “Crickets, babe. No one’s here. Just you and me” She nibbled on your ear as her hand slowly descended to your panties. Gasping, you writhed beneath her.

“Baby, what if someone’s gonna walk in?” You tried to sound strict, but your voice faltered as your girlfriend drew lazy circles on your clothed cunt, mentally cursing at the article of clothing that separated you from your lover’s long fingers. 

“Gonna give ‘em a show of course. Let them see my sexy girl screaming and crying for me”  She cursed under her breath when you arched your ass and ground against her. Groaning, the ravenette rolled her hips against your butt, desperate to get some friction to her weeping pussy.

“You look so hot, baby. Wearing that short skirt like a little slut” She moaned into your ear, fingers pushing your cute panties to the side “Something tells me you wanted me to rile me up. Needy whore, already so fucking wet for me”

You whined when she stopped teasing your clit. Watching her reflection in the mirror, you were able to see that your girlfriend stepped back slightly and unbuckled her belt. Hungrily, you paid close attention to every single movement she made; her unbuckled belt fell to the floor before she unzipped her black leather pants and pulled them down. With one fellow swoop, both her leather pants and her red lace panties landed on the floor. A sudden urge to get on your knees came over you, both to thank God and the universe for sending you the siren of your girlfriend into your life, and to worship her perfect pussy. 

The bathroom stalls were dimly lit, yet when you were able to catch a glimpse of the silver jewelry on clit, reflecting the neon lights above the mirror. However, you weren’t given any more time to gaze at the pretty silver ball. Swiftly, your girlfriend pulled your short skirt to your ankles and repositioned herself where she was: Legs slightly apart, just enough for her clit to graze your naked ass, but not before giving your butt a playful slap.

“Wanted to try this for a while now” She murmured into your ear as she ground her puffy bud against your rear, kissing the shell while her fingers pushed your panties to the side again. You felt so shy when you felt her wet pussy humping you. You looked away when her fingers found your clit again, rolling and pinching it. “The mirror, baby. Look how fucking stunning my girl is” She reached her free hand over to your face and grabbed it, turning it forcefully towards the mirror. At the same time, the ravenette dipped a finger inside your aching cunt. Mewling, you came face to face with your reflection. Sweaty, runny makeup , and hair disheveled, you couldn’t see the oh so stunning girl the ravenette saw in you. 

“B-Baby, I look like a mess” You stuttered and moaned, feeling her finger pads hitting your g spot at a frantic speed. Her thumb was firmly pressed against your sensitive clit. “A hot mess” She whimpered, dragging her wet folds and throbbing clit over your butt, creating a delicious friction “My hot mess” 

And for a moment, you forgot that you two were in a public bathroom stall. Your moans and whimpers mixed with your girlfriend’s breathy groans and the sound of skin slapping; the lewd sounds bounced off the walls and droned out the music and chatter from outside. 

“You gonna cum for me?” Her fingers shot in and out of your weeping cunt, bringing you closer to your long awaited release. Instead of answering her, your moans became louder and more frantic. Your brain couldn’t come up with a coherent sentence with her fingers deep inside you and her thumb grazing against your overstimulated bud. Usually, your girlfriend would force an answer out of you, but she too seemed to be engrossed in chasing after her own orgasm. 

This was so new to you, the way the ravenette was pressing her body against your back, rolling her hips against your rear. It felt good to have her so close, you’d realize. 

“You look so sexy” She breathed out, the knot in her stomach tightening with every roll of her hips. Still, she held onto your jaw tightly, refusing to let you look away from the mirror in front of you “Look at you. Look at me” She commanded, forcing you to look straight ahead; and you obeyed. Not to look at yourself - you knew what you looked like after all - but rather, to gaze at your lover. She looked like an absolute mess with her reddened cheeks and messy hair, but to you, there was no one more beautiful than her. 

And just like that, your pleasure overtook your body. The knot bursted and you cried out her name as her fingers remained deep inside your pussy, helping you come down from your high. 

Your girlfriend came shortly after you. Groaning, she turned your face to the side - her fingers still having a tight grip on your jaw - and crashed her lips against yours in a needy kiss. Your girlfriend’s movements slowed down soon, yet she remained tightly pressed against your back, basking in your warmth. You reciprocated the kiss, having missed your lover's lips. 

This moment could have been so sweet, if only the post nut clarity didn’t set in. Suddenly, you became very aware of the fact that you and your girlfriend have been half naked in a public place, that you two have fucked where people could have in on you. Your stomach churned and you hastily pulled away from the kiss.

“Oh my god, we need to get dressed now” You tried to push her away from you, wanting to pull up your panties and skirt back on. The ravenette could only hum in response and leaned harder into you “But you look so hot right now”  

“Baby, we need to get out now. Out of all places you could have dragged me to, you decided on a public bathroom stall?” You rolled your eyes at her, gently pushing her away before you quickly tried to fix yourself. Scoffing, your girlfriend did as you did and pulled up her lace panties and black leather pants up.

“‘s not like you were thinking about it while I was fingering you” She mumbled under her breath. Shooting her a warning glare, your girlfriend could only smirk in response. She knew you were totally into it. In the end, your girlfriend ended up helping you fix yourself before you walked out back to your friends.

♡ Fem! Baji is very touchy feely with you. She’s the type to have her hands on you at all times, preferably your butt

♡ I think you can see a theme here: Fem! Baji is an ass girly. It doesn’t matter if yours is big or small, as long as it’s yours she's into it

♡ Listen, fem!Baji can be a mean dom from time to time, especially after a gang fight. The adrenaline rush of beating up people and winning goes straight to her clit, so to unwind, you let her ride your face

It all happened so quickly. One moment you were sitting on your couch, wrapped in your cozy blanket, waiting for your girlfriend to come back home from a gang fight; next thing you knew the ravenette slammed the front door shut before pouncing on top of you. The blanket got yanked off your body, revealing your tight pajama shorts and tank top. Calloused hands wander under your shirt as her lips attacked your exposed neck.

“Look so cute” Sharp teeth sink into your tender flesh. A gasp left your lips, mind sobering up upon feeling her hands disappearing under your shirt and playing with your nipples. Your girlfriend pulled and pinched them harshly while she littered your neck with more bites, marking you up as hers. “Too bad I’ll have to take this off you” 

Impatient, the ravenette couldn’t wait for you to take your tank top off yourself. Instead, driven by her carnal desires for you, she ripped your top, exposing your tits to the cool air. You didn’t have much time to complain about her ruining your favorite pajama set as her mouth quickly wandered lower, latching onto your sensitive nipples. Moaning at the feeling of her tongue and teeth grazing against your erect buds, you moved your hands, wanting to rake your fingers through her thick hair but strong hands grabbed your wrists, forcefully pinning them down on either side of your head. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, slut” Your girlfriend growled into your chest, sucking and biting at your soft mounds “No touching unless I tell you to. You gonna be an obedient little whore for me?” Although you knew she was asking you, her way she said it let you know that it was more of an order. You knew she wasn’t in the mood to play around with you, and gosh did her dominance turn you on. 

Your panties were soaked wet when you nodded your head “Gonna be obedient” you assured her, clit throbbing at the mean smirk that crept up on her lips. 

“Mhhh, good. Now” The ravenette got off you and took off her pants and panties before she climbed back on top of you, this time she straddled your face. A moan left your mouth when you came face to face with her pussy, wet and dripping in anticipation. 

Her hands found your wrists again and pinned them above your head “Stick your tongue out” The ravenette commanded, slowly lowering herself on your face when you obediently opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue for her. She didn't even have to tell you what to do when you greedily started licking her sweet juices off her, reveling in her taste. 

“Just like that” Your girlfriend moaned, hips grinding against your mouth, seeking more friction, more pleasure from you. You’re more than willing to give it to her, yearning to taste her release on your tongue. 

The ravenette rode your face with vigor, grinding herself over your entire face. You knew that you’d be messy after eating her out, but that didn’t bother you at that moment; all you really wanted was to suffocate between her legs. Her clit pressed against your nose and you were able to feel the small silver metal ball on her clit. The need to touch yourself was unbearable, but the ravenette had a strong grip on your wrists, making it impossible to sneak your hand between your legs. 

Your girlfriend didn’t even seem to feel your internal struggle, too busy fucking your face “Fucking slut” She moaned as her movements grew faster and more frantic “Look at you, letting me fuck your face like that. Dirty whore” 

A coil in her stomach finally snapped with one last roll over your face. Moaning loudly, the ravenette released over your face, the waves of pleasure finally taking over her body. You were licking her clean, eager to help her come down from her orgasm, savoring her taste. 

Coming down from her high, she got off your face with trembling legs. As she sat down on the couch, the ravenette leaned in and kissed you tenderly, tasting her juices on your lips. “You did so well for me baby” She mumbled between kisses “Gonna clean your pretty face off before we cuddle, ok?” 

♡Now, having mean dom tendencies doesn’t cancel out her softer side. Fem! Baji is very well able to make love to you

♡ Worships you like a goddess during, and after sex. She can get quite clingy and touchy after having slept with you

She can be such a romantic. 

Your girlfriend has been acting clingier than usual. You could feel it the way her kisses lingered much longer, the way her fingers gently caressed your cheeks, the way her hands never seemed to leave your body. This wasn’t anything new to you; after all, you knew your girlfriend can have soft moments. Nonetheless, her sudden change of demeanor never failed to make your heart squeeze and send heat all over your body. 

You and your girlfriend laid in bed already, cuddling when she suddenly started to place soft kisses over your skin. She hugged you from behind and held you protectively, as if fearing you’d disappear, kissing your shoulder and neck delicately “I love you so damn much” 

“Love you too” You muttered, trying to keep the moans from escaping your lips as her soft kisses transitioned into nibbles. being the touchy woman that she is, the ravenette’s hand left feathery touches on your hips, careful not to hurt you. 

Before you knew it, your girlfriend’s lips found yours in a yearning kiss. Slow and sensually, her lips molded over yours before her tongue gently swiped over them, asking for entrance. Soon, your and her pajamas landed on the floor scattered across the room and the passionate ravenette climbed on top of you. No thoughts, just the urge to make love to you drove her when she positioned herself between your legs, her weeping cunt over your equally wet pussy, her clit bumping yours. 

She set a slow pace when she grinded her core against yours, her tits lightly bouncing “You look so beautiful, baby” She moaned when she felt you grind back against her pussy, clits rolling against each other in a delicious friction “So pretty for me”

You mewled at the compliment, her loving words going straight to your pussy “Love you more” you managed to say as you ground yourself against her with more passion, wanting to get off, wanting to get her off. A small smirk appeared on her lips when she heard your bold declaration, her pace increasing as well to match yours.

“Yeah?” The ravenette moaned as her movements stopped. A whine escaped your lips. You didn’t expect her to stop just like that right before you could cum, but before you could ask her why she stopped, she quickly repositioned herself between your legs. This time, she positioned herself slightly sideways and held onto your thigh, your leg being pulled over her shoulder before she resumed to her previous pace. 

“Well, I love you the most” Your girlfriend insisted, groaning at the feeling of your puffy clit against her own clit. You loved the intimacy, the feelings she made you feel, you loved her.And when your orgasm finally washed over you, all you could only chant her name, her name rolling off your tongue so sweetly. 

Finally coming down from her high, the ravenette collapsed on top of you and gave you a sloppy yet tender kiss.

“You mean the world to me, you know that”? She softly grazed your cheek with her thumb, her lips not wanting to part with yours as she gave you more kisses “My girl, my world, my everything”

“Didn’t know you could get so poetic” You mumbled against her lips breathlessly “Did you read this line from one of Chifuyu’s manga?”

Chuckling, the ravenette bumped her nose against yours “Hmm, maybe. Maybe I read it somewhere, or maybe being with you brings out my softer” She kissed your lips “more romantic” She placed another small kiss on your lips “sappy side?”

There was no need to argue with her about that: You knew her love for you ran deep, and you hoped she knew that you loved her just as much. You pecked her lips one more time before you wrapped your arms around her.

“I love you” You muttered tiredly, feeling comfortable and warm when your girlfriend cuddled into you.

“Love you too” A yawn left her lips “Dream of me” She mumbled before she fell asleep on top of you. 

When do I not dream of you?

[subskz]

tmi but i don’t moan in bed like i literally can’t no matter how good it feels and it’s kinda an insecurity of mine…just wondering how you think each member would react and what would they do ❤️‍🩹

no worries at all <3 see it as a good thing! it just means you can hear ur partner more~

chan - funnily enough he might be the one who's insecure abt it at first bc he gets worried that he's not making you feel good, and that is channie's absolute nightmare. he already tends to be a huge service sub, so you can imagine how much effort he’d put in trying extra hard to please you. he keeps repeating that you can use him however you want, begging you to let him do things that are solely for your pleasure to the point where it becomes very obvious that smth’s weighing on his mind. esp when he gives you head, channie puts his all into it w the hope that he can satisfy you enough for you to moan. he sounds so cute asking for reassurance when you don’t make much noise even as his tongue laps frantically at you like you’re his last meal, slurring things like “m i doing okay? is this good? just wanna make you feel good” w growing desperation. once he comes to understand that it's just the way you are, he doesn't mind at all! he might feel a lil embarrassed though, bc he is very vocal in bed and gets pretty loud, so when his moans are the only ones ringing out he can’t help but get shy abt it. he really needs to know he's doing well for you, so he might sheepishly ask if you could please tell him verbally when things feel good instead, so he can feel more confident and secure in his actions! he needs lots of praise ♡

lino - he's a bit trickier bc his pride might come into play here hehe. he might not bring it up w you bc he doesn't want you to know it affects him, but in his head he's definitely trying to analyze why he never seems to get a vocal reaction out of you. minho is also pretty good at holding back his voice when in the right headspace, so he might end up stubbornly trying to keep quiet too just to see what you’ll do, like he's playing a game w you and competing to see who can actually get the other to moan. it doesn’t help that he tends to be on the receiving end of pleasure 90% of the time, so even if you weren’t naturally silent it’d be more of a challenge for him to hear you moan bc he’s getting all the stimulation. he’s very observant though, so he’ll pay careful attention to your other reactions to figure out what you like and make sure he’s not the only one feeling good. it’s one way to get this spoiled kitty to put in work bc he secretly can’t stand the idea of not satisfying you properly. when he learns that it’s not an issue of pleasure, he’s pretty relaxed abt it bc he quickly catches on to the other ways you express yourself, esp physically when you clench your jaw, pull harder at his hair, or clench around him. though, like chan, he might get a bit self-conscious when he ends up losing his composure first and he’s the only one making the sweetest, filthiest noises for you

binnie - poor binnie...he's a bit devastated at first bc his little leo heart needs to know he's doing well and his pride starts to feel shaky when he thinks he's not making you feel good. he'd be so cute abt it, whiny and kinda sulky when nudges you to figure out why you're being so quiet when he tries to please you. he’s not one to hide his need for compliments so he’d ask pretty shamelessly “is binnie doing a good job?” in the cutest, poutiest voice. he glances at you a lot to make sure he’s not doing anything wrong, and his face heats up a lil bit whenever he lets an especially loud moan slip out meanwhile the most he can get out of you is some shaky breaths and sighs. binnie also just really seems like the type to be turned on by his partner's moans, especially when they’re mixed w the sound of his, so he'd feel a lil wistful abt not getting to hear them. however…once you’ve convinced him that you’re just naturally not very vocal n it has nothing to do w how well he’s pleasing you, he actually finds it pretty sexy seeing how composed you are in comparison to him hehe. he loves when you tell him that it’s just bc his voice sounds so sweet and angelic, you want to hear him moan for you like a good boy instead. plus, when you’re not very vocal, it makes any hitched breaths and words of praise that he does manage to earn from you all the more fulfilling to him <3

hyunjin - he gets deeply caught up in heat of the moment when having sex to the point where he’s always not super aware of his surroundings, so he may not process right away that he’s the one doing all the moaning bc when he fully lets go his moans would easily overpower yours in volume anyway. he’s very passionate abt ur pleasure though and craves a mutual intensity, he wants to be immersed in it with you so that you’re just as hooked on ruining him as he is on being ruined. it might take a bit, but he definitely starts to notice that you’re not making much noise and he gets kinda sensitive n insecure abt it bc he feels like you’re not attracted to him or he’s not doing a good job in bed. when he gives you his all and still doesn’t get any moans out of you, poor baby starts to overthink and needs a bit of comfort so he knows he’s not being selfish and failing to satisfy you. your reassurance is all he really needs to feel better abt it though, bc hyunjin gets lost in all of you down to the last detail. he starts to pay more attention to other ways you express yourself, like how you grip his hair extra hard when you’re close, how your voice gets more breathless when you talk him through it, or how u gaze down at him like you’re abt to devour him. that’s all he needs!

jisung - he might not even notice how quiet you are at first bc he's so ridiculously loud himself, he moans enough for the both of you. it might take smth like you gagging him or shoving your fingers in his mouth for him to realize on day through all his muffled cries and whimpers that you’re extremely sparse w your noises in comparison to him, even when you’re on the receiving end of pleasure. hannie’s typically kinda shameless abt how vocal he is, and he also couldn’t really help it if he tried, but he might be another one who develops a bit of a complex abt it and start trying extra hard to please you bc he feels awkward abt being so loud when you aren’t. he begs to go down on you at any opportunity and asks “does that feel good? am i doing it right? am i a good boy?” the whole time, getting progressively whinier w his questions when you still don’t moan. it’s clear that smth’s up from how overly eager he is and how he keeps vying for your approval even more than usual. if u dont bring it up yourself, he’ll eventually ask you all childish n pouty if he’s not doing well for you and what it’ll take to get any kind of sound out of you. once you soothe his doubts, he recovers pretty quickly bc jisung doesn’t really need you to be loud, he gets wildly turned on over every little thing you do, anyway, so it doesn’t bother him in the slightest if you aren’t as vocal as him as long as he’s pleasing you~

felix - sweet angel lix is satisfied as long as he gets to feels close to you! he doesn’t mind whether you’re vocal or not and honestly may not even think much abt it. in his mind, you’re just a a lot more controlled than him and it’s smth he finds very attractive abt you! it makes him feel safe n secure, for you to have such quiet reactions when he’s completely falling apart at your hands, like he can depend on you to be calm and ground him through it all. i think lix is fairly vocal in the sense that he doesn’t hold back his moans, but they’re not always very loud, so it’s extremely sensual to him to just listen to the sound of your shared breathing with all his soft whimpers and low groans in between. esp when you get a extra sharp cry out of him, it turns him on a lot to hear all the filthy sounds you’re capable of drawing out of him. felix is very curious though and a bit of an overthinker, so he might wonder every now n then if he’s not doing enough for you. his hands might start to wander over your body more often, pawing and squeezing at different parts to try n figure out what you like most, maybe even getting bold and toying w more sensitive areas like your nipples. when you question him he give u the most innocent smile n shyly admits that he’s trying to see if he can get some sounds out of you. but even if he doesn’t succeed physical touch is all he needs to be content

seungmin - he doesn't really question it! seungmin is naturally on the quieter side too and has very soft reactions, both physically and verbally, so he doesn't stress too much abt it when he notices that you don’t make a lot of noise w him. the intimacy is the most important aspect of all to him, he doesn't need a lot to be said or heard to feel good and comfortable with you. that's not to say he doesn’t care at all though...seungmo's very observant, and like minho, he will definitely study your reactions to every little thing to try and find the best way to please you. he doesn’t make a big show of it or nag you abt it, he just subtly makes note of what you seem to like most and puts in extra effort for it. i can definitely see him leaning in to body worship for his, w his big brown eyes watching you keenly as his lips roam all over your skin. it’s very cute once you realize what he’s trying to do. like felix, he honestly finds it pretty alluring that you’re even quieter than him in bed, especially in the context of puppyplay. nothing makes his heart race more than him feeling himself start to slip as he laps away at you eagerly, making more noise than you even though you’re the one getting all the pleasure. ironically, it encourages him let go of himself even more and moan without restraint

jeongin - innie looks at you w stars in his eyes whether it’s your first or nth time together, everything abt the way you guide him w such confidence makes his heart race and this is no exception! i think out of all the boys he’d actually love this abt you the most, bc he just finds it insanely hot that you’re able to stay so calm and collected meanwhile he’s a complete mess who can’t hold back his gasps no matter how desperately he tries to. it does admittedly make him feel a bit flustered and ashamed of himself for sounding so pathetic in comparison to you, but when he’s feeling so good it’s hard for him to remember to hold back. if you shush him gently while he’s moaning up a storm, he’d go a little crazy. he’s also very aware of how much you love seeing him like that. though he doesn’t fully understand why, and as shy as he gets when you go harder to earn the cutest, loudest cries from him, he feels more comfortable w his expressiveness knowing that you get enjoyment out of it. however, just like chan and binnie he really needs to know when he’s doing well! since you don’t moan to show your approval, he really longs for you to whisper praise or words of encouragement so he can feel more sure of himself, bc he really likes to be of service to you. you can tell how much even the slightest reaction from you excites him by the way he starts thrusting faster or moving his tongue more vigorously <3

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Hiii

I heard your requests were open 👀👀👀

Your writing is sooo amazing, it's addictive, like I can't get enough 😩🤚

Could I request a Minho X reader, reader is from Maze B, superrr close with Aris, and she's confident, sassy, sarcastic, loud and laughs a lot, total morale booster, she also cracks a lot of that's what she said jokes.

Since she's close W Aris, the boys might get the wrong idea and think they're a thing, but they clarify they're not lmao

You can ignore this request if you want, I just think you write so good, and so many people would love to read smth like this, I feel like some authors forget they're just teenagers ykwim?

It's so nice to see active Maze Runner blogs, especially when they write so bomb like you 😘

I hope you have a good day, never stop writing ♥️♥️♥️

Of course love, I’d be more than happy to write this for you 🥹❤️❤️❤️ Thank for the kind words, it really keeps me motivated, you’re such an angel 😭😭🫶🏼🫶🏼 Hope you have a great day too lovely!! 😘🥰 (also so sorry for the delayed post, I’ve been so busy with assignments lately 😭 I hope this satisfied your prompt 💓)

Who is She?

Pairing: Minho x Reader

Summary: Sparked with curiosity, Minho follows you one day. And your relationship takes a turn.

Warnings: none really, it’s a sweet imagine I like to think

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The dining hall was a strange blend of sterile and vibrant. It was filled with chatter and the clinking of cutlery, the usual dinner routine. To you it was the most ‘normal’ atmosphere in this whole facility, the only time you felt sane. At least people weren’t shoving needles in your face, or interrogating you.

At one of the tables, the boys from maze A—Thomas, Minho, Newt, Frypan and Winston—sat together, their eyes scanning the room occasionally while engaging in conversation.

They were still trying to figure this new place out, especially the people in it. One of those people was you, confident in spirit and as sassy as can be, currently sitting with Aris. But they didn’t know his name, he was just a quiet kid to them, or your “boyfriend”, or so they thought.

“Whatever, I could take on 50 of those guards at once, they look like they’ve got no balls.” You sneered, while chewing on your food.

“Keep it low Y/N, we don’t want anyone overhearing us.” Aris warned.

“If I could set this whole place on fire, I would, but Stella won’t let me do shit. Don’t you think it’s time we try to escape?!” You huffed. Stella, one of the girls from maze B, was the bossiest girl you’ve ever came across. (aka the Gally of Maze B, before his redemption lol)

Mind you, she’s only alive to this day because you saved her from a griever…unfortunately. Sometimes you wished you left her in the maze.

Aris sighed, he too, disliked Stella. “Anyway, you should eat up. You’ve barely eaten since we got here.”

You slide your plate over to him, “Today’s your lucky day, I’m not hungry.”

He shrugged and began indulging in this second helping. Aris wasn’t much of a eater but boy, this is the first time you guys have had real food and he wasn’t going to turn down the opportunity.

“Look! An opening, I’m going to check it out.” You whispered, standing up as the guards walked away from their previous post.

“Y/N! Get back here!” Aris whisper-yelled, but you were determined to get through the other side of that door.

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“Where is she going?” Minho observed as you made your way towards the door.

“Who?” Winston swiftly turned around, accidentally knocking over a cup of water in the process.

Newt chuckled, while Minho pressed his lips together. “Sorry, Minho!” Winston exclaimed, grabbing napkins.

“You’re alright man. I’ll be back.” Minho gave Winston a reassuring back tap, before leaving to find the bathroom. Or, maybe he just wanted to follow you.

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You managed to get past the doors. This was a way easier attempt than anticipated, you thought to yourself but shrugged it off.

However, you couldn’t help but feel like you were being followed. Regardless, you didn’t care, the only thing that mattered was finding out what these people were really behind.

You halted your tracks, observing your surroundings. It seemed to be a never ending grey hallway with millions of doors, great, that makes it sooo much easier for you doesn’t it!

As Minho turned a corner, he bumped into you, nearly knocking you over.

“Woah, watch it!” You exclaimed, steadying yourself.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you there!” Minho was quick to defend himself.

You furrowed your brows, the newcomer from maze A. “Were you…following me?”

Minho scoffed, “Pft of all the people here, why’d you think I’d follow you.”

You shot him a look, “Oh come on, I’ve seen you newbies. You guys watch Aris and I like a hawke.”

One of the doors dinged, about to open, so Minho quickly reacted by pulling you by the waist into one of the tiny cracks in the hallway walls, adequate enough to fit two people.

“Stop touching me!” I grunted, pushing his hand away.”

“I’m barely even on you!” He retorted.

“Why were you following me anyway?!” I whispered, “You shouldn’t be here.”

“I had to use the bathroom! I’m wet if you can’t tell!” He responded, but it came out a bit too wrong. Minho immediately regretted how that sounded.

You held back your laugh, “That’s what she said.”

With a tiny bit of banter, Minho managed to break down your walls, all too quickly, something you weren’t really used to.

“So what are you up to anyway? Sneaking around like you own the compound.” Minho smirked, while keeping an eye out for any guards.

“I’ve seen them move bodies in and out of here like clockwork. Aris and I don’t trust these people.”

Minho’s eyes narrowed. “Oh yeah? You should get back to your boyfriend then. I don’t think he’d be pleased to know you were in a confined space with another man.”

You rolled your eyes, “Oh, no. Aris isn’t my boyfriend. He’s more like a brother to me.”

There was a moment of silence as you stared at each other, the air thick with tension. Before either of you could say more, you heard footsteps. A guard was coming your way.

Minho quickly grabbed your hand and pulled you into what seemed like a nearby closet, closing the door behind you. You stood close together in the dark, barely daring to breathe.

The guards footsteps echoed past you and faded away, earning an exhale from the both of you.

“That was close,” You whispered, “and wow here we are in another ideal place to be in right now.” Boy, you are one sarcastic girl, Minho thought.

“I know I love it here.” Minho’s breath warm against your neck.

In the confined space, your proximity made every small movement noticeable. He could feel the heat radiating off you, and your scent was intoxicating. You looked up at him, your eyes reflecting the dim light filtering through the cracks in the door.

“Why did you really follow me?” You asked, voice soft but filled with curiosity.

Minho hesitated, then decided honestly was the best approach. “I don’t know. I guess I was curious. You seem like someone we could trust, Thomas doesn’t trust the people here either.”

“Thomas?”

“Grey shirt, brown hair?” Minho described him, hoping I would recognise him.

“Ah yes, I saw his little incident yesterday. Attempting to fight a guard in the dining hall is daring, he’s got some balls.”

“Sure does.”

“You seem to know the place really well, we could learn a thing or two from you.” Minho added.

You smiled, a genuine one that made Minho’s heart skip a beat, “Well, maybe we both have a lot to learn about each other.”

Minho could see the flicker of something more in your eyes, a spark that mirrored his own feelings. He leaned in slightly, feeling the magnetic pull between them.

Before anything could happen, the reality of your situation came crashing back. You couldn’t afford to get distracted, not with so much at stake.

“We should get back,” you whispered, though your eyes said you didn’t want to move.

Minho nodded reluctantly, “Yeah, we should before anyone finds us here.”

You carefully slipped out of the closet, the hall now silent and empty. As you made your way back together, Minho couldn’t help but feel a new sense of determination.

You were in this together now, and he would do whatever it took to protect you and figure out a way out of her.

“Yo, Aris!” You called out as you re-entered the dining hall. Aris gave you a questioning glance, as you appeared with Minho, you simply nodded, signalling that you were fine.

Minho returned to his friends, who eyed him curiously.

“What happened?” Thomas asked.

“Just…getting to know our new friend.” Minho said, glancing back at you. You were already back at your table with Aris, but you shot him a quick, knowing smile.

Minho then gestured for you and Aris to come join them which you did.

“Don’t be shy, you can sit next to me if you’d like.” Minho smirked, gesturing to the empty seat beside him.

You scoffed, “As if.” But you bit your lip, hiding back a smile.

“Careful, her boyfriend might not like that.” Newt warned, glancing at Aris to see his reaction.

“Oh no no, we’re not a thing.” Aris was quick to respond, “She’s like a sister to me.”

You chuckled, “Besides, I’m more into leaders, I like a guy who can lead.”

“Someone like me?” Minho teased.

You rolled your eyes, “Yeah you wish. Who was the one leading you around just now?”

“Uh actually, if I can recall, it was me who had the reigns.” He hummed, smiling when he saw you get all worked up.

“Stand down maze boy, this is my terrain. You guys want a way out, Aris and I can help you.”

“Alright, so what’s the plan?” Thomas agreed, leaning in closely.

Minho shot you a smile, and you returned it, thought a bit cocky, he did manage to grow on you or whatever.

And for the first time, you actually felt a spark of hope. With extra manpower, you might be able to break out of this place.

You might be in a dangerous situation, but at least you weren’t alone. And Minho knew deep down, that together, you could face whatever came next, for once, everyone at that table felt hopeful.

The safe haven felt closer, and so did your friendship with Minho. But could this friendship blossom into something more, you often pondered.

Perhaps so.

You smiled, watching as Minho lead the next discussion. You could get use to this, it felt nice to be relaxed and not take the lead for once.

[fuji-sen]

Is it possible for you to do a Xiao and female Dendro yaksha reader?

Reader was alive during the Archon War and originally served another God, a cruel abusive one who was killed during the war. Having no where to go, she simply traveled across Teyvat visiting different nations trying to find an quiet and isolated place to call home. She avoided humans due to unfortunate encounters with them in the past. (Mostly being mistreated and attacked by them)

During the Cataclysm, she had to fend for herself since she wasn't a part of any nation nor have any allies and she refused to serve another God. She was gravely injured forcing her to hide underground and fell into a deep slumber to start recovering.

Now to the current time, an unusual amount of flora has been growing around certain areas in Wuwang Hill. Xiao is sent to investigate with the Traveler (and Paimon). They find a hidden tunnel that leads to underground with massive amounts of flora growing inside.

From there they find a large beautiful closed flower bud with something hidden inside. Without hesitation, Xiao slices it open and they instantly spot our sleeping Dendro Yaksha, who slowly awakens due the process of recovery being interrupted.

Her first meeting with Xiao is silent as they just observed each other but then gets triggered into a violent reaction after seeing the Traveler.

As for how this meeting ends is up to you. I'm sorry if this is too long and complicated.😅 I wanted to give a bit of backstory about reader 😣 I got the first meeting idea after watching How to Train Your Dragon; Hidden World, with Toothless and the Light Fury.

Journey of a Yaksha; Queen of the Night!

Queen of the Night! Is a flower that blooms once a year!

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dividers by @enchanthings

content warning: they/them traveler (I won't be using lumine or aether specifically, you can imagine who between the two you want to be part of the story), Female reader, post war trauma in the last part.

timeline is before Sumeru update/or middle of Sumeru before the conclusion in regards to Eleazar! anything else is just random like banners.

Reader is a yaksha, meaning she is also an adepti/adeptus. (I just learned it today, apparently yakshas are under the umbrella term of Adepti or smth), more on it at the bottom of the page! ( ^ ^ ) <3

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"Finally another quest" the traveler muttered to themselves after looking at their wallets, noticing the sad reality that they were broke! 'Just when Albedo's banner is coming back' putting their wallet back in their inventory, the golden haired traveler turned to paimon and, surprise surprise! Xiao! Resident Yaksha of Wangshu inn!

"It's been awhile since we went on a mission together." They offered to the silent golden haired man. "It has." he nodded in response as Paimon commented, "Xiao is still the same as ever." she wondered if it would kill the demon slayer to talk for more than 5 words!

"To be honest I thought we wouldn't see each other about a quest." The traveler sighed.

In actuality, the traveler had received a mission to investigate the source of minor tremors and sometimes earthquakes that seemed to have been caused from somewhere in Wuwang hills. On their way their, crossing Wangshu Inn they bumped into Xiao who was also heading there.

It didn't take long for the group to realize that Aether's quest concerned Xiao's who had gotten reports about strange adepti energy coming from Wuwang hills, it was at the request of Sky Retainer that he checked it out as the others were busy with the preparations of the upcoming Lantern Rite festival.

"If it's just adepti energy, it's probably one of the other adeptus like that Moon craver!" Paimon floated between the two duo.

Xiao sighed, correcting her "Moon Carver."

"Right, right, Moon Carver."

The young looking adeptus then explained "Adepti energy has a certain signature to it." "Then I'm guessing since you were sent to investigate it, it wasn't a familiar signature?" The traveler asked as he nodded in response.

"Do you think it's an enemy? or maybe one of your old friends. . Like Bosacius."

He shook his head, "Although before we weren't sure about Bosacius, but I'm sure about the others." considering he buried their bodies, Bosacius was the only one who was MIA, no body found in every surface of the region, it was a shock when he found out his friend had died underground.

The traveler and their emergency food remained silent, a thick and awkward tension surrounding them for the majority of their travels to Wuwang hills.

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If it was even possible, Wuwang Hill seemed more eerie than the last time they had came to the area. The mist was thicker than usual, and the golden light from the lanterns seemed to only add to the off atmosphere.

Something was different however, it was how the ground seemed dried and lacking of nutrients, as if it had been leeched off. "This reminds me of something. . but what?" The traveler frowned as they looked around.

They crouched down by some plants, staring long and hard, they gasped as they began to wither.

"Look out!" Paimon yelled as the traveler turned to find a rifthound ready to strike them!

"Hmph!" Xiao was quick enough exterminate the beast with his elemental skill. "Thanks Xiao!" the traveler gratefully said as they gave him a thumbs up.

"What are rifthounds doing in Liyue? They're usually at Inazuma or near Wolvendom. ." Paimon frowned, a hand stroking her chin.

"No, not just there, we can find them in sumeru too. . near withering zones." The traveler equipped their weapon, a serious expression on their face as Xiao asked them to explain.

"it's a type of illness in Sumeru, it basically kills off the plants and the area, sometimes, it affects people too in the form of a disease." The blond explained, Paimon gasped "that's right! Eleazar disease! This is pretty bad, what is a withering zone doing all the way out here in Liyue??"

Activating their elemental sights, the traveler looked around, "it's probably related with the earthquakes around here. . not sure if it has something to do with an Adepti though."

"It'll have to wait, how do we dispel withering zones?" Xiao's polearm had a dangerous glint to it, which matched his sharp eyes. "We'll have to find the withering branches and destroy them with dendrograna but. ."

there were none, at least, none based on their elemental sight.

"I can see a trace though, lets follow it."

Following the trace of elements, withering and dendro, as well as apparently it had the trace of adepti energy according to Xiao. . they found themselves at the entrance of a cave that was situated at the side of Wuwang Hill, "this wasn't here before." the traveler frowned, they were dead sure of it considering they spent a lot of time around liyue to get all the primogems they could.

"It looks natural, maybe it opened up due to the earthquakes." Xiao said, placing a hand on the rocky surface. The entrance of the cave looked like it was formed due to an earthquake, it was shaped like a crack and was big enough for people to pass through thankfully.

"Lets go."

The entrance was empty, there were a few bugs and shrubs but as they got deeper and deeper,, more underground, the path became filled with flowers and fauna. It was lit up with glowing plants that seemed the same like the ones you found in the forest near the Kamisato Estate back in Inazuma, vines and moss covered the walls and ground, hanging flowers bloomed above them.

It was a beautiful sight, one that made them relax and let their guards down as they continued their exploration.

They could hear the sound of running water, an underwater river or water source perhaps?

Their questions were answered as they found the other end of the path, it led to a large cavern, there was a hole above letting the moonlight and water from a river pour in.

Beneath the hole was a small patch of land surrounded by water, there a large white bud sat at the center.

"This looks like a scene from a fairytale! or at least, something you'd seen in the Aranara village" paimon commented which the traveler couldn't help but agree.

Numerous crystalflies and butterflies flew about, leaving when they got close to them. Circling around the cavern they find no trace of a person being here, so they turned their attention to the ginormous flower bud.

"You think this could be causing all the tremors?" The traveler turned to Xiao who was silently observing the plant. "But it's a plant- I thought they were the ones stopping earthquakes and landslides?" Paimon frowned at their travelling partner, "Well, unless it's a evil magic plant!" they argued defensively.

"It doesn't even look like a regisvine!"

The duo began to argue as Xiao began to walk towards the bud, it did not bother him when the water seeped into his shoes, or even if it was cold.

Something felt familiar about the flower, the energy it exuded. . yes, it was adeptal energy. But something tainted it, something sinister, something rotten.

As he approached it, various vines grew at the bottom of the white bud, it swirled threateningly at him making him stop in his place.

He could hear the traveler unsheathe their weapon, Xiao frowned. "Let me handle this."

The traveler hesitated but they relaxed their posture "fine, but I'll attack it if it attacks you."

"I can handle myself perfectly fine."

Golden eyes careful observed the bud at a much closer angle, from afar it looked beautiful, but being near it, he could see the tips of the petals were wilting an ugly black color, then it faded to brown, then white and green when it neared the stem of the bud.

"It's dying." he stated as he approached, one hand began to glow with power as he began to harness his adeptal energy. "I'll try to give it some energy." he told the others.

"What? what if saving that flower is a bad thing?"

"Then we'll kill it."

'That's easier said than done!' Paimon and the outlander thought! Of course Xiao wouldn't be too worried, he's very strong, but they'd rather avoid any more uneccessary battles!

The vines swooped down, entangling one of xiao's wrist and pulling him close to the bud sensing the delicious energy he harnessed. Which made his job easier as he began feeding energy into the flower.

He watched as the erosion seemed to disappear as the flower became much more lush and vibrant. Soon the petals began to open, blooming under the full moon. The vines of the bud let him go, as if satisfied with the energy he had given it.

Stepping back he watched as the flower bloomed into its full glory, a light coming from its center.

"Oh my god!" Paimon screamed in fear as a hand popped out of the center, it nearly gave her a heart attack! It was almost like a scene from a horror play without any blood!

Then another arm popped up, stretched as it tried grabbing the petals for support, nearly tearing them off from the flower. Xiao approached, he didn't know why he began to act careless and without much thought, but he found himself grabbing the hands gently and pulling the person or whoever it was up.

Sharp golden eyes meet with sleepy [ eye color ] eyes, which quickly widened in shock. The person with [ color ] hair took back their hands, jumping back in a cautious manner resembling that of a wary stray cat.

Her stance was tensed, cautious and untrusting as her eyes became clear, finally fully awake as she observed the man before her, an adeptus no doubt, she could feel the energy in his body, similar to that of her own.

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You felt tired, sleepy as you woke up from a long sleep, the first thing you saw upon waking up was the brilliant moon that shone down up you, bathing you in its gentle light. Your stretched your arms up high, hands grabbing at the moon as you relaxed, you were relieved to find your body no longer rotting, turning stiff from the withering.

Still you could feel it in your body, you were still sick.

So quickly you tried to get up, trying to use the petals as leverage but alas the petals were to delicate, they began to tear as you tried to hoist yourself up.

You froze as a pair of hands grabbed your own, easily pulling you up. Then there it was, the first person you saw upon waking up.

A man with a mop of dark hair and small patches of teal that reminds you of a particular grass you had once slept in during your travels, golden eyes that swirled like nectar and honey stared back into your own, with pupils like that of an avian.

You instantly jumped back, feeling goosebumps from his touch.

An adeptus was in front of you, but who were they serving? Was it a rogue one? or one loyal to Morax? His energy was as strong as yours, albeit more refined.

"Who" you coughed, feeling your throat dry as the desert, still you persisted, raising your guard up around the man "who are you?"

You two observed each other, one pair of eyes filled with distrust, the other filled with awe and shock.

He observed you, your hair long and untamed due to the long sleep, the smell of flowers radiating off you and the specks of pollen that clung to your skin.

Another adeptus, a Yaksha no doubt as well.

He was speechless beyond words, all he could do was stare as he began to process this shocking revelation. There was another Yaksha, he wasn't entirely alone.

"Who are you?" you asked again before going into a horrible case of the coughs, you crouched down, hand covering your mouth as he stepped closer, your eyes glared at him, warning him not to approach so he raised his hands, showing he was unarmed before going to grab his water jug that was attached to him and threw it to you.

You caught it with ease, opening it before taking a tentative sniff. Deciding it was safe you began to drink. The ache in your throat disappeared as you felt your lips no longer dry or crack with a slight lick from your lips.

"Thank you.." you hesitantly said.

Standing up again you tilted your head at the man who was still speechless, then you heard a crack, a branch had been broken, being stepped on by another person. It wasn't just the two of you.

You turned to the source of the sound, finding not only a flying fairy, but also a blond haired weapon wielding person. The metal weapon was the only thing you could focus on, and suddenly it felt like you were back in the war. Your breath hitched.

Sensing your worries, your apprehension, and the fact that you had been set off, Xiao made the mistake of trying to approach you, to calm you down, immediately you equipped your weapon.

Fuck.

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Xiao and the traveler, along with paimon, were huddled up around a fire as they began healing eating some sweet madames. Having been set off, you violently attacked them before making your escape.

It was Xiao who suggested not to follow you quickly less they make you even more enraged or afraid of them. The moon had long since passed the hole, it was no longer at its full height so the cavern was dark except for the few crystalflies and fireflies that stuck around as well as their small campfire.

"She was so strong!" Paimon gushed, ignoring the traveler who gave her a stink eye. "So she's an adeptus huh?" the traveler sighed, turning to Xiao who nodded. "A yaksha too?"

"It seems so. I should inform the others about this, but someone should track her down..."

Reading Xiao's inner plights the traveler sighed before offering "I can tell the other adepti about her and you can track her down, I'm pretty sure you're excited about the possibility of another Yaksha friend right?"

"Thank you."

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It is in Mondstadt did you learn that you can also fight for something other than Power, you can do so to obtain freedom, to protect others.

It is in Inazuma did you learn that there are things you can learn outside of war, that even learning what a friend likes or dislikes was just as important as learning how to defend yourself.

It was in Sumeru where you were able to remember the beauty of nature and life, how it makes you want to protect in from war and illness.

It was in Liyue where your life started. it was in the nation of contracts were you were enslaved, it was the nation of geo where you made the important choice to heal.

but what about now? What will you learn now upon returning to Liyue who had faced numerous changes? What will the people here teach you next?

I didn't know how to smoothly transition this into you and Xiao meeting again and becoming friends, so there will be another chapter!

full blooded adepti are able to shift into a human form like Madame Ping and apparently Xiao, I haven't decided if Reader is a full blooded one, if ever, what do you think would be her animal/beast form?

a reader from the previous part commented about her/reader being a fawn and I absolutely adored that idea!

[lazycats-stuff]

Can I ask for a follow up on Australian bat!bro reader where he gets annoyed bc they won’t let him drink alcohol or smth? Here in Australia there is alot of underage drinking. (I mean I got high and tipsy at my 17th birthday party with parental permission💀)

Just thinking about the culture shock most of them would get 😭

Lol, it's the same thing here where I live. Alcohol flows around here. Despite being an adult, I don't drink at all. I just hate alcohol. Also, I know this is short, but it's fine...

Summary: (Y/N) wants to drink. The fam is not allowing it.

Warnings: Underage drinking,

Australia and America couldn't be anymore different when it came to drinking. In America, a simple of drop for a person under 21 is disappointing to parents. Siblings would probably be happy and proud and would look for each.

In Australia, you just need parent's permission. Oh how nice that was back then. (Y/N) remembered how he got tipsy on one of his birthdays at the time. It was lit and (Y/N) loved it. Of course, he wouldn't drink as if he is an alcoholic.

He would only drink in company of others and that would be a glass tops. Not even a second one. He can't get embarrassed in public now. But there was a slight problem now too.

His family is the biggest problem. Well, some of them are, not all of them are the problem.

Jason is amazing when it came to drinking. The two would sometimes drink together and it was so fun. (Y/N) didn't like to drink something like a shot. He would like to savor the flavor of the drink, whether or not it was some wine or scotch.

Or even some votka.

You don't just drink it, you savor it. And that's what he does every time he drinks with Jason. Sometimes there are times when they just drink in silence, enjoying the company. That usually meant that sharing a bottle something between them two.

Sometimes it was just quiet chatter in between them. It was funny and Jason was the supplier for them both. In return, he got 5 bucks from (Y/N) for his efforts.

It's not easy to hide anything in this household. Everyone was trained to observe and it was just... Sometimes it gets to you and you try hard to hide things.

Damian is the one who doesn't care, but would advise (Y/N) not to drink it. Damian is only thinking about his self awareness and his cognitive thinking in some situations.

Damian is just like Bruce, can't drink for the life of him. Not that he wants to anyway. It's not good for your awareness and Damian always had to be vigilant and observant.

And besides, Damian likes (Y/N) and he just wants to make sure that he is okay. He also likes (Y/N)'s accent a lot. And considering that (Y/N) is not a vigilante and despite the training, (Y/N) is a cinnamon roll according to Damian.

Dick was the one who was against it completely. He didn't like it, he hated it and he wanted (Y/N) to stop drinking. He remembers nearly having a heart attack when he saw (Y/N) drinking for the first time, ever so nonchalantly.

He never ran so fast to get the glass out of (Y/N)'s hands. He was so confused at (Y/N)'s blank look and a simple what. It seems that the concept of drinking below the age of 21 is a foreign thing, something unheard of.

And that's when he got vigilant with (Y/N). It made (Y/N) sigh every time he saw Dick lurking somewhere, watching him. It made his insane and that's how he got better with hiding alcohol.

(Y/N) thought that drinking below 21 in America is like being an alcoholic.

Tim didn't have a say in anything in regards to this matter at all. He was addicted to coffee and he is the one who needs to kind of let go of it. So much caffeine is not healthy at all.

An occasional drink is fine. So much cups of coffee are not.

The two just shrugged towards one another in passing, (Y/N) with some alcohol and Tim with his coffee. They didn't even say anything to each other at this point. Just a nod or a shrug of their shoulders.

That was more than enough.

Now Bruce... Well, he knew that Australia has different laws and that drinking there is something that's more lenient. In America, unless you turn 21 you are, in (Y/N)'s mind, you are really missing in life.

The first time Bruce saw (Y/N) drink he paled and tried to get it away from him, but then asked him about the customs regarding the drinking in Australia.

(Y/N) explained it to him and Bruce advised him not to drink. Well, Bruce started hiding the alcohol in the house. Nobody really drank so it wasn't a difficult thing to hide. However, he knew that Jason is a supplier.

So he had to keep an eye out.

And Alfred? Oh boy, that man hates when (Y/N) drinks. He doesn't care about traditions in Australia. He spent some time in Australia and while he loved the Aussies and the way they drank, he didn't like it when his grandson did.

(Y/N) knew that he had to evade (Y/N) with everything in him. Jason hid the alcohol in his room, knowing that Alfred rarely goes into his room and (Y/N) and Jason agreed to it.

The last time when (Y/N) got caught by Alfred, a shoe went flying past his head. There was yelling and Alfred threatened with something bigger. (Y/N) managed to duck just in time to get in his room where Jason was waiting.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕋𝕖𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: hihi! platonic blade, welt, jing yuan and dan heng with a lynette (genshin) teen!reader?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hii!! Sure, here it is! I don't think I know Lynette the best but I tried my best so hopefully it's kinda alright!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic

✧ Dan Heng is most than happy to have someone calm around, he already has to deal with 2 energetic kids so having 1 calm is a nice change

✧ he definitely took notice if how sly you can be, with sneaking sweets here and there for example

"You're observant... alright, run away and hide as soon as you can as well. We're being chased, so if they see you, they'll chase you too."

✧ but when he sees it in much more impressive action, he's happy to see you know how to get out of sticky situation and won't say no to you helping him if he happens to be in one himself

✧ he doesn't mind tea so of course he doesn't mind little tea parties with you either!

✧ but he'll act like a parent when he sees you getting your 5th sweet

✧ he for one cares about your health but if you tell him simple "later", he'll just sigh and leave it to someone else to get sweets away from you today

✧ and even when your cat features come in, he doesn't really mind! If anything, he thinks it's useful that you can most likely hear better

✧ he'll make it clear for others to not treat you like an animal but a living being if anything like that will take place

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@miya-akane @toyaswif3y - come get your quiet but scary trabilazer!

✧ Welt is honestly glad to see you're so calm, because that only means less problematic kids for him, or so he thought...

✧ you are indeed calm and quite smart, but apparently very sly too... March spilled out one time that you were distracting Welt just so she could spend more time on a planet and... he couldn't even be mad, he was just impressed how he didn't realized that

✧ he now definitely is more caucious around you and keeps the thing that needs to be done this day in mind, to not accidentally forget it

✧ but as if it wasn't enough... he also needs to watch over sweets with you...

✧ don't get him wrong, he doesn't mind if you resch for little treat from time to time but 5 A DAY?! Even if you brush your teeth and exercise often enough to catch up for it, he's still worried about your health...

"Which chocolate bar is it for you today? That's it then. You can eat more tomorrow, for now let's put it away and maybe go on a walk?"

✧ but something he doesn't mind is your love for tea! Himeko often makes coffee so water stays for you to make tea instead~ and he finds it better than if you were to drink energy drinks or so...

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@vodka-glrl - come get your father of the express!

✧ Jing Yuan definitely took a like of you rather quickly

✧ you were certainly a nice teenager to had around and who knows? Maybe even Yanqing could use some company of someone younger but wise?

✧ tea parties are a MUST with you, he's definitely tea enjoyer as well!!

✧ during these he usually catches up with any rumors going around that he failed to hear and you in exchange get a little sneak peaks on his side~

✧ he thinks you're wise so he won't mind telling you about a bit more serious stuff as long as you won't spread it around, but there are still some stuff he doesn't tell you obvs

✧ he finds your ability to always get our of sticky situation and know what's going on despite just arriving impressive and sometimes also amusing

"Oh? Exit? How nice... I was just thinking of looking for one. Thank you, young one."

✧ and if you happen to have any sticky connections smth aka Fatui he'll most likely know even before you met but chose to give you a chance and he wasn't disappointed so he now had more trust, but still hides some stuff in case you'll be forced to say everything you know

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@miya-akane - come get your soft general~

✧ Blade is happy from someone calm and wise finally but your slyness is sometimes still a bit unbearable for him

✧ don't get him wrong, if you want to flee, feel free, he's never gonna take your advice buuut at least you're not persistive with it!

✧ he's quite observant so if you all of the sudden start showing around you because of a mission for someone (Fatui alike) he'll notice, even if you're being stealthy as much as you can

✧ but if that doesn't happen and you stay on neutral ground, which believe is a lot for someone like him, you should be able to avoid his death stares

✧ he doesn't really like tea as much as you but he did tried it once and now he'll SOMETIMES agree to have a cup with you

✧ and cat features? He couldn care less. It's just part of you... he has ears on sides of his head, you have on top, if anything he thinks you should be proud from having better senses

✧ despite him so "not liking you", if someone gives you a hard time, he won't mind giving them a quick glance to shut them up and never approach you again

"Who said that? .... Go get ice cream with Kafka, I'll go clear the area."

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@vodka-glrl - come get your cold man!

[verspia]

hii, i really liked your last work that was inspired by a song, so i was wondering if you could write smth thats inspired by “one of the girls” from the weeknd?💘

ONE OF THE GIRLS • KENAN YILDIZ

( pairing ) kenan yıldız x reader

thank you for this request i didn’t see it so im sorry it took so long 🥲

18+ mdni (i tried but it’s barely anything)

The city buzzes like a living thing outside, neon lights flickering in the distance as the bass-heavy music spills from every corner of the streets. It’s one of those nights where the air feels thick with the promise of something more—something just out of reach. Something in the air makes you feel restless tonight, charged with the kind of energy that hums beneath your skin and makes every light seem brighter, every shadow deeper. It’s one of those evenings that feels suspended in time, where the air is thick with anticipation and everything seems poised on the edge of something you can’t quite name. You find yourself in a dimly lit lounge downtown, a place where the music pulses softly against the walls and the conversations are low, like secrets whispered in the dark. It’s the perfect place to get lost, to disappear into the rhythm of the night and let the noise drown out whatever’s been weighing on your mind. The Weeknd’s voice hums softly over the speakers, the lyrics to “One of the Girls” cutting through the noise, dripping with seduction and blurred intentions.

That’s when your eyes land on him, Kenan. He stands at the far end of the bar, leaning casually against the counter with a half-empty glass of redbull in his hand, no alcohol. There’s something magnetic about him, something in the way he carries himself with a quiet confidence that seems to draw every gaze in the room. He’s tall, dressed in a sleek black shirt that clings to his frame, something he wouldn’t normally wear. Special occasion, you think to yourself as you observe sharp features set in an expression that hovers between amusement and something darker. Kenan’s presence has always been commanding, forcing everyone’s attention towards him, and the way he’s dressed makes it all the more obvious, his presence understated but impossible to ignore.

But, he’s not alone. There’s a girl with him, one of those effortlessly beautiful types who looks like she belongs in every magazine you’ve ever seen. She’s laughing, you can tell from the way her head tilts back, and she’s leaning into him, fingers grazing his arm in a way that’s too familiar, too easy. You watch the way he tilts his head down to listen to her, the faintest hint of a smile playing at his lips, and something tightens in your chest. It’s not jealousy—not exactly. But there’s a sting there, something sharp and aching, like watching a scene you’re not meant to be a part of. The feeling is something you’ve become all too familiar with, watching it happen too often, although the setting is usually starkly different from this one.

You try to shake it off, turning your attention back to the party, but the image of them lingers in the back of your mind, like a song you can’t quite get out of your head. You throw yourself on the stage, dancing around with a bunch of nameless bodies, yet you catch glimpses of them throughout the night, little flashes of Kenan’s dark eyes and her bright smile, and each time, you feel that same flicker of something you can’t quite name. You know this feeling—this mix of wanting and frustration, of being close but never close enough. It’s a game you’ve played before, a dance you know all too well, and still, you can’t seem to stop yourself from playing along. You can’t help it. His confidence is unwavering as he stands and you catch his eye. For a moment, it’s as if the whole room fades away, leaving just the two of you in a charged silence that says more than any words could. You can’t quite figure out what it is about him, but his demeanour has a gravitational pull to it that you always find yourself victim to.

The moment is over as quickly as it happened. His attention is back to the girl he’s been wrapped around and you turn back to the crowd you’re in.

Eventually, you find yourself near the edge of the rooftop, feet aching from the dancing you’d done in an attempt to forget, when Kenan approaches. He’s alone now, the girl nowhere in sight, and he leans against the railing beside you, close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating off him. For a moment, neither of you speaks, the silence stretching between you, filled only by the distant sounds of the city and the faint thrum of music. Then he looks over at you, you meet his gaze head on, catching his green eyes that sparkle under the moonlight with something golden dazzling amongst them.

A beat passes, you don’t look away, and neither does he. There’s a boldness in his stare, a challenge that you can’t quite ignore. He doesn’t smile, not exactly, but there’s a flicker of interest in his green eyes that passes across his face—a slight tilt of his head, a subtle arch of his brow that feels like an invitation. There’s something charged in the way he watches you, a subtle tension that sets your nerves alight. It’s not flirtation, it’s something deeper, something that makes your pulse quicken despite yourself. You can feel the pull of it, the way his gaze settles on you like a weight, and you find yourself moving toward him without really thinking about it, drawn in by some invisible thread that winds tighter with every step. The way his gaze sweeps over you, as if he knows everything you’re hiding, knows everything about you.

“This isn’t your usual type of thing,” he says, his voice low, almost drowned out by the music. It’s not a question, it’s a statement, and there’s something about the way he says it that feels like he’s already drawn his own conclusions.

“What gave it away?” you reply, trying to keep your voice steady, but there’s an edge there—something between defensiveness and curiosity.

Kenan tilts his head, studying you with a gaze that feels heavy and knowing. “You don’t look lost, just… searching.”

The words hit you harder than they should. You weren’t expecting this, the sharpness of his insight, the way he seems to see right through you. It’s unsettling, this stranger who talks like he’s known you for longer than a few minutes and a few stolen glances, and yet there’s a pull there, an undeniable magnetism that keeps you rooted in place.

“you’ve got me all figured out huh?” your voice is lilting, amusement covering your tone but there's an edge of vulnerability underneath.

Kenan doesn’t answer, and there’s a stretch of silence that embraces the both of you, despite the loud music, it feels muted in each other's presence. Kenan stares at you, and you struggle to identify what he’s thinking.

It makes you feel on edge, the fact that he seems to have you all figured out yet you struggle to decipher the slightest gestures from him.

You’re almost lost in your own train of thought when his voice interrupts, “Not yet.” he says finally. Once again, you can’t tell what he’s truly hinting, a promise or a threat?

“She left?” you ask, before you can help yourself. The question has been at the back of your throat since the moment Kenan joined you. You try to keep your voice casual, like you hadn’t noticed at all.

Kenan shrugs, a slow, deliberate movement. “She’s not staying the night,” he says, his voice low and smooth, tinged with a hint of something you can’t quite place. “Not that kind of thing.”

You don’t know what to say to that, so you just nod, staring out at the city below, at the endless sprawl of lights that seem to go on forever. The Weeknd’s song comes on again , the lyrics floating through the air like a whisper, “We don’t gotta be in love no, I don’t gotta be the one, no, I just wanna be one of your girls tonight.”

“Do you ever get tired of it?” you ask suddenly, the question slipping out before you can stop it for the second time tonight. Kenan turns to look at you, his expression unreadable, and you feel the weight of his gaze settle on you like a challenge.

“Tired of what?” he asks, though you suspect he already knows the answer.

You gesture vaguely toward the rooftop, the party, the endless cycle of nights spent drifting through half-lit rooms and fleeting moments. “All of this. The pretending. The never really being… anything.”

For a second, you think he’s going to brush you off, make some clever remark that’ll deflect the question, but instead, he just sighs, a quiet, weary sound that you weren’t expecting. “I don’t know,” he says finally, and there’s a heaviness in his voice that catches you off guard. “It’s easier, sometimes, to just keep things simple. No expectations. No strings.”

For the first time, you feel as if you’re finally beginning to understand him, not just playing a game of guess, but rather truly knowing. You feel a pang of recognition, because you understand that logic all too well—the way it’s easier to stay on the surface, to keep things light and meaningless, rather than risk the messiness of something real. But tonight, with the city spread out below you and the song still echoing in your ears, it all feels emptier than usual.

“You’re not really like that, though, are you?” you say, quieter this time, your words barely audible over the music. “You like to pretend you are, but… you want more.”

It’s clear you’ve hit the mark, Kenan’s gaze sharpens, his eyes searching yours like he’s trying to decide whether or not to let you in. You can see the conflict there, the war between what’s easy and what’s real, and for a moment, you think he might turn away, might let the moment pass like all the others. But then he leans in, closer than before, so close that you can see the faint lines of tiredness around his green eyes, the shadows of everything he’s not saying.

There’s a weight to his stare that makes your skin prickle, and you feel exposed, like he’s peeling back all the layers you’ve carefully built around yourself, leaving you bare in front of him.

“You think you know me?” he finally says, his voice low, almost mocking. There’s a challenge in his tone, and it sends a shiver through you, a reminder of why you’re drawn to him in the first place. He’s dangerous in a way that doesn’t involve risks to your body but to your soul. The kind of danger that pulls you in and makes you want to give everything, even when you know you shouldn’t.

“I think we’re both more alike than you let on,” you say instead, and it’s more honest than you intended, the words slipping out like a confession. He doesn’t react right away, just keeps watching you, his expression shifting in that subtle, unreadable way that makes you feel like you’re on the edge of something you can’t control.

He steps closer, invading your space, and you can feel the heat of him, the pull of his presence like a gravitational force that draws you in whether you want it or not. “That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?” he murmurs, and there’s something almost predatory in his tone, like he’s got you exactly where he wants you. “You like it. You like what I make you feel.”

You want to deny it, to pull back and put some distance between you, but you can’t. Because he’s right. You do like it. You like the way he makes you forget, the way he makes everything feel sharper, more vivid, like you’re finally alive in a world that’s constantly trying to dull you down. He has this way of stripping away the parts of you that don’t matter, leaving only the raw, unfiltered core of who you are—a side of yourself you’ve buried deep and only let out in the dark, away from everyone’s eyes.

The words hit you harder than you expected, because he’s right—he knows exactly what to say to unravel you. You’re not used to feeling this exposed, this seen, and it’s terrifying and thrilling all at once. With him, every moment feels heightened, like he’s pulled you out of the gray haze of your everyday life and into something sharper, more real. It’s dangerous, the way he makes you feel like you could trade everything for these fleeting moments, where nothing else exists but this connection, raw and unfiltered.

“You don’t know what I want,” you say, but your voice wavers, betraying the defiance you’re trying to hold onto. He smirks, not cruelly, but like he’s already won. And maybe he has, because standing here, inches away from him, you feel like you’d give up anything just to keep feeling this way—this alive.

He brushes his fingers along your jaw, a light touch that makes your breath hitch, and you can’t help but lean into it, craving the contact. “I don’t need to know everything,” he murmurs, his thumb tracing the curve of your cheek. He says that, but it feels like he is aware of every thought that has crossed your mind.

It scares you just as much as it excites you, and your eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips, but there’s a hesitancy that clings on to you, your fear more prominent than your desire.

He knows the parts of you that you keep locked away, the side that craves this—the thrill, the rush, the way he makes you forget everything else. It’s like he’s unlocked something in you, something you didn’t even know you were missing until now. With him, you don’t have to be strong, don’t have to be perfect or put together. You can just be. And it’s that feeling that scares you the most, because you know it won’t last, but you’re willing to risk it anyway.

Kenan watches you, his eyes flickering with something unreadable. “You don’t have to pretend with me,” he says, and it’s not gentle, it’s a little bit broken, a little bit like he’s speaking to himself as much as to you. There’s a crack in his composure, and it’s enough to remind you that underneath all his sharp edges, he’s just as lost as you are.

“You don’t have to either” You whisper at him, and you’re so much closer now, you can see the moles that dot his face, count every eyelash, and most importantly, you’re given access to the intensity behind his eyes, the same burning sensation in you is lit alight in his gaze.

You can feel his breath against your skin, hear the faint hitch of his breathing “You’re trouble,” he says finally, his voice quiet and rough, like he’s admitting it to himself as much as to you.

He’s close enough now that you can feel the heat of him, and it’s like every nerve in your body is on fire, every part of you screaming to pull him closer even though you know you shouldn’t.

The kiss is inevitable. It’s slow at first, hesitant, like he’s holding back, but it doesn’t last. The restraint melts away in an instant, and then it’s all heat and urgency, a clash of mouths and desperate hands as you pull each other closer, seeking something neither of you can name. His fingers tangle in your hair, his lips trailing down your neck, and you arch into him, losing yourself in the sensation, in the way he makes you feel like you’re the only thing that matters.

There’s a kind of desperation in the way you move together, a frantic need to forget everything but this moment. Clothes fall away, discarded carelessly, and you find yourself pressed against the cold glass of the window, opposite the railing of the roof, the city sprawling out on the other side of you like a sea of lights. It feels reckless, dangerous, but that only makes you want him more, makes you crave the feeling of losing control.

“You’re trouble too” You whisper when you’re both a mess of tangled lips, foreheads pressed together and breathing heavily.

Your words are tinged with something sad, and Kenan must recognise it, because he presses a soft kiss to your forehead that feels so different from the facade you’re so used to seeing him put up. His one action speaks a thousand words.

It’s enough to make you understand and for now, that’s all you need.

fin.

[the-daiz]

#8— untold

—Angstober day 8: growing pains

Pairing; Genos x reader

Warning(s); established relationship, unhealthy selflessness

Synopsis; As someone so dear to his soul, it’s only fair that you know every change he does to his body. But as Genos presents his new, drastically differing, installments to you, he doesn’t miss the silent sadness behind your forced unbothered facade.

✎Word count; 0.7k

♪ Playlist; Sarah

A/N: My life is so stressful, sorry for the late post, Hopefully I'll post smth tmr too fml

"Woah- hey, what's all this...?" A wobbly smile etched at your lips as you blinked at Genos. The newly modified, Genos. Your slightly dilated gaze fanned over his arm, eyeing every sharp bump of metal encasing it, installed for the sole purpose of vengeance and destruction.

Genos stood still before you, trying to ignore the small apprehension inside him as he observed you vigilantly, absorbing every movement or faint reaction you let slip.

"New upgrades. I thought I should show you." He simply stated, not wanting to bore you with his long rants, at least not when his mechanical irises were trained so acutely at you, analyzing every twitch and motion. You let out a dry, and painfully strained, laugh.

"So that's what you've been up to." Your arm rose gently to reach for his hand, hesitantly tugging it toward you by cupping his palm.

The tips of his fingers were sharp, the rest of his hand ragged with spikes and slicing cracks, you could only hold him by his palm, but even then you had to be careful with your touch.

Something in you settled as your eyes lingered on his hand, your fingers exploring the cold, smooth surface of his pointed knuckles. You peered up to glance at his shoulder. A large, pointed metal plate covered his side, shielding it completely. The unpleasantness in you bottomed further.

You can't intertwine your hands anymore. You can't lean against his shoulder, or even the whole of his arm for that matter, unless you're willing to be probed and sliced by the knives along his frame.

A bitter taste pooled in the back of your throat as your eyes flickered to his features, eyeing the metal scraps along his cheekbones.

You had to admit, it made him look cool and quite handsome, however, it just made him all the more distant to you.

He fixated on that ghostly crease in your brow. He could read the disappointment in your figure with the way your shoulders fell slightly. There it was again, the same deflated posture you tried to restrain.

A part of him cracks every time he catches that longing look behind your forced content, the craving for something mutual, something warm. He can see the quiet want on your face whilst you're holding him-- his hands, his face. him. He's right there, but you still crave him, a part of his that doesn't exist.

You're so human. So alive. Seeking the warmth of humanity in the way you diligently cup your warm cup of tea on cold mornings, or in the way your fingers loosely comb through your strands. When you think he's not looking, you leer down at your palms, itching with desire. Your hands slowly make contact, fingers deliberately gliding against each other before curling around each knuckle, intertwining together. And as you exhale a soft breath, he holds his own.

His core feels like it builds up with pressure whenever you shiver at his cold being. On the rare occasions when you sleep beside him, he hurts as he watches you shift in your slumber, hands reaching out to seek support. Yet once your skin makes contact with the sensitive metal of his arm, he senses you shudder then pull away. Retreating into your own closure.

It was only natural for you to want something soft, tender, and reassuring. But then there was him- hard, Mechanical, and indifferent. He can't help but feel he's holding you back from the same serenity you provide with your breathing contact.

As your eyes continue to take in his new look, your strained smile never faltering, your jaw clenches a little.

When you entered this relationship, you knew he would never fully prioritize you, and you were willing to live with that because he had somehow managed to rip out every ounce of care you could possibly harbor for someone with his unrelenting force.

Every time he comes back to you, it's like a little more of the human in him is taken away, the part of him you constantly yearned for. 

You wanted to tell him to stop. Was that so selfish?

He feels his core slightly heat up as he wordlessly watches you chase something he can never give you. As your lips part and twitch, he hears you draw out the syllables he felt from your beating heart.

'I wish you were human. I wish you'd just let yourself be with me.'

"They're sick!" You beam up at him, then turn to walk into your room, carefully tugging him along. "Tell me all about them."

His throat flexed as he gulped, lips pressing together. It's fine. He's fine. He'll just continue to give you whatever is left of him to offer.

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Spending New Years with TBB

Summary: short lil drabbles of your New Year’s Eve with each member of the bad batch ✨ no use of Y/N, gender not specified either

Word count: 1998 altogether

Warnings: recreational drug use, sensory overload, also angst lmao. You know me.

Author’s note: I wanted to post this yesterday but I’ve been very busy with my family, as it’s been our last chance to spend the holidays together before I move back home across the country. I hope you enjoy it though! Also apologies that Crosshair’s is shorter than the others. I wanted to get smth down but my mind went blank, so this was all I had 💀

Echo:

“This is nice,” Echo breathed out, relaxing back against the blanket and cushions you’d arranged. The holo-movie played out in the background, a documentary you’d picked that you knew Echo was a fan of, and the two of you were snuggled up in bed with a bowl of mantell mix between you, as well as a bottle of bubbly that you’d nicked from a mission once. That was yours- Echo’s choice of poison was a joint, which he lazily smoked. It’s smoke drifted about the room, catching the neon lights of the street through the window. Whenever you looked at Echo, the smoke cast dusty pinks, purples and yellows over him.

It wasn’t that you knew Echo didn’t like fireworks. In all honesty, he didn’t mind them- being around Wrecker had him more than familiar with loud explosions. Rather, you were certain he’d start his new year in a relaxed state. You couldn’t recall seeing Echo relaxed enough times, if ever. It was time to set that straight.

“This is nice.” He repeated.

“Yeah. Are you feeling that yet?”

“What do you think, mesh’la?”

You laugh, the effects of the champagne you’d stolen weaving through you.

Echo laughs too. “You’re drunk.”

“No. I’m cheery.”

“You’re drunk and I’m high.”

“Astound observation, my dear.” You snigger to yourself, thinking you’re rather witty, and take another swig of your glass.

The room falls quiet, the only sounds being the movie that plays and the muffled pops of fireworks outside. Multiple moments pass.

“Hey,” Echo murmurs lazily. “It’s new year.”

“Hmm… people kiss at new years.”

“I guess we have to then.”

In the lowlight of the room, his lips somehow find yours. You graze your thumb over his cheekbone as you kiss him, something you’ve always done. He smiles into your lips and pulls away, resting his forehead against yours.

“This year will be good. I know it.” You whisper, determined to make the year a good one for him.

“With you next to me, it’s bound to be.”

Tech:

It was growing increasingly difficult to ignore him. Tech was flitting about the roof, rather haphazardly you thought considering it was a rooftop. You weren’t sure what he was doing, but whatever it was it involved lots of wires, tubes, and he often muttered under his breath as he sat there and twiddled with the machinery. You approached and placed a hand on his shoulder, wakening him from his stupor.

“Tech, love, what are you doing?”

“I believe this is what they call a surprise. So respectfully, go away.”

“Gee thanks. Is this safe?” You asked, used to his blunt responses.

“You and I both know nothing is ever safe. I could be carried away by some manner of creature any moment now, or a meteor could come crashing down. Although, that’s unlikely since this planet has not had a meteor shower since-“

“Tech.”

“Right. To answer your question, I am making this safe, hm? Go inside, entertain Omega.”

“But-“

“Go.” He shooed you back to the door of the roof, and promptly shut it behind him. You knew better than to argue with him when he was focused, and so you followed the stairs down the building to the ground floor.

It was late evening when Tech dragged you back to the rooftop. His gloved hand was warm in yours as he led you to the setup he’d been working on all day. You weren’t sure what you were supposed to be looking at. The first reason being, it was too dark to really see anything other than vague outlines and shapes. The second being, the outlines you did see looked exactly like the wires you’d seen that morning, which in your eyes, looked… cluttered.

Tech activated a button on his keypad, and the rooftop awoke in colour. Neon lights lined the edges of the building, and they also patterned the floor too, in places. You saw a shooting line to your left. When your eyes followed it, you noticed Tech had put up an archway around the door of the roof. It shone like the stars themselves,

“…this is beautiful. You’ve been working on this all day?”

“Yes, the wires weren’t calibrated well enough which resulted in the lights sporadically turning themselves off, and so I had to-“

Your lips met his, crashing against him as your arms wrapped around his waist. You felt him sigh against your mouth as he relaxed against you. When you pulled away you gently kissed the tip of his nose, and watched as his ears grew red.

“This is wonderful. Thank you.”

“Happy new year, cyare.”

“Happy new year, Tech.”

Hunter:

“Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Positive. Civvies celebrate new years, and you’re one of them now, so take a glass and have fun.”

Hunter grumbled under his breath, taking the glass of non-alcoholic fizz that you’d handed him. He was still growing used to life on Pabu, and it seemed one of your roles in your relationship was showing him the life outside of being a soldier. He held his glass in his hand and leaned back in his seat, trying to relax. A thrum was already growing in his head. Unfortunately, you looked so happy as you organised the celebrations for the night that he couldn’t bear to tell you he needed a break.

A few hours later your house was full of friends, the batch amongst them, and you naturally drifted about the room and made conversation with everyone who had come. Too preoccupied with entertaining your guests, you didn’t notice Hunter slip away into your shared bedroom. He shut the door behind him and rested his forehead against it, the cool wooden pane soothing his headache for a moment. Why was new years such a big deal anyway? He’d never understood it, after all, every year was exactly the same. It was always training and sparring, and fighting and patching yourself and your vod up, before doing that all over again. Granted, things had changed once Omega came into their lives, but Hunter still felt… stagnant. Being on Pabu made it worse. Not that he didn’t love living there with you and his brothers, but his fingers were itching to pick up his knife again.

He silently crossed the room and folded himself on the plush carpet beside your bed. The growing ache in his skull seemed to return as soon as he left the door, and he had to push his head into his hands to attempt to soothe it. In his discomfort, he didn’t see the light fall into the dark room before it slithered away again. He heard your footsteps though, and you crouched down next to him. Your hand ran through his hair gently.

“It’s too much, isn’t it?”

You watched as your partner stayed silent, nodding almost imperceptibly. Biting the inside of your cheek, you hastily got up and find the sensory friendly headphones you’d gotten for Hunter months ago, after his first set had broken. Silently you prised his hands from his head and placed the headphones over his ears. Then you crouched and digged his knife out from under the bed, and folded his palm around the handle. All you could offer was a smile and a kiss on the cheek as you left the room. Later, when the fireworks had ended and the guests had returned to their own homes, you found yourself sitting next to Hunter once more. He had not moved.

You tap the side of your cheekbone, indicating if he’s ready to take the headphones off or not. Hunter complies and averts his eyes, ashamed that you had to take care of him.

“I ruined your night, mesh’la.”

“No. Next year, it’ll just be the two of us.”

“…I couldn’t-“

“It’ll just be the two of us. Besides, I’d prefer having you all to myself rather than knowing you’re cooped up in here, uncomfortable.”

Hunter sighed, grateful that you weren’t angry at him for not enjoying the night you’d so excitedly planned for everyone. “What would I do without you?”

“I dunno but I’m glad you don’t have to be without me,” you smile. “Happy new year baby.”

“Happy new year, love.” He kissed your cheek and pulled you close.

Crosshair:

Your fingers smoothed over the paper a final time. This would be the… well, you’d lost count. You tucked the letter into its envelope and pressed a kiss to where the corner of the envelope was glued down on its outside. Then you flipped it over and wrote Crosshair’s name on the back. Another letter to pop into your box of them. Another letter unsent. Finally, you swigged the last of your wine and sat back in your seat, a little dazed from the amount of alcohol you’d consumed.

Outside fireworks went off and you thought of him, of the last time you saw him as explosions sent the ground shaking. You thought of the look in his eyes, those gorgeous eyes you’d always loved so that now looked through you like a ghost. The glass in your hand was quickly refilled. Your holo-pad lit up next to you, messages from friends and family coming through. Creaking, your rickety floorboards groaned under your steps and you took place next to the window, leaning your forehead against the panelling besides it.

Eyes following the lines of colour in the sky, you murmured to yourself. “Happy new year, Cross.”

Wrecker:

The crate plopped down on the sand with a thunk. Wrecker though, hadn’t even broken a sweat.

“That’s the last of em!” He grinned.

“The show tonight is going to be great,” you stepped over the rocks to join him, and did a mental tally of the supplies.

“I can’t wait. It’ll be nice to just relax for a bit. Can I light one though? I’ll be able to right?”

“I have no doubt everyone will expect you to anyway.”

He laughs, watching your eyes twinkle as you tease him.

Later when the island was cast in moonlight and the beach was full of party-goers, Wrecker was a ball of energy. He usually was, but you’d never seen him so excited before. You guessed had you been a soldier, you probably would’ve done. He dragged you around the place, making conversation with everyone on Pabu, and proudly showed you off on his arm. Multiple times you had to do a little twirl as he held your hand above your head, to show your outfit off. He’d tried to match with the colours, and he dazzled. You weren’t sure you’d ever seen him dressed so colourful before. Eventually the time came for the fireworks show, and he ensured you’d have the best seat.

Not that you were going to argue seeing him in- well, action.

The islanders counted down, 3, 2, 1, and the sky lit up. Great shots of colour shone and burst before you. It was beautiful, but you’d grown used to it. Living on the island all your life, it had become a stunning little norm you took part in every year. This time though, your gaze was set on the man before you. With each firework he lit, Wrecker’s smile grew larger, his face lit up in the bright lights. He turned back to you, grinning. Across the crowd you smiled back, and held your thumbs up. If it were possible, you could’ve sworn his smile grew bigger.

Once the last one was lit, Wrecker ran back to you and picked you up, spinning with you in his arms.

“You really do this every year?”

“Yeah!”

His laugh boomed. “You’re lucky. Happy new year, cyare.”

“Happy new year, Wreck.”

After a brief kiss, he quickly dragged you off to get sparklers. The rest of the evening was spent in a continuous stream of joy. If you were a poet, you’d put it down to the fireworks, but really it was for the man next to you.