#Any moots up 🥺🥺

[minty-bubblegum]

There's no cheezy moon to my minty bubblegum dramatic sigh I'm so bored 😔

[frostinepac3]

Who is this guy and why is he on my canvas 🤨

[pocketmousiie]

i don’t talk abt shidou enough

[kakushino]

I must be in heaven, because you look like an angel~ (plz forgive me tumblr crush, rizzing you up rn)

Glitch, please- djdbudbshxbshdvhsbd

Consider me rizzed up

[jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger]

after spending more than 8k primos (😭) HE CAME HOME!!!

OMG!!!!!! CONGRATS AHHHH

LOOK AT HIMMMMMMMMMM

[violetsiren90]

today is so depressing and scary and I was wondering if I could request some binnie gurt and comfort with the couple from the light in your eyes? ty in advance and take care ❤‍🩹

Pairing: Changbin/Reader (gender not mentioned, but this does reference the Light of Your Eyes couple)

Genre: drabble; established relationship; hurt/comfort

Summary: Sometimes everything is wrong...everything but him.

Content warnings: PG for content, but all my work is 18+ (minors, DNI); descriptions of feelings of deep unhappiness; implied dissociation; emotional catharsis; tears; hugs and being HELD 🥺❤

Word Count: ~500

Author's Note: Here you are, Anon! Today is indeed bleak, and I hope this helps even a tiny bit. Please take care of yourself, my friend.

Precious readers and moots: If any of you find yourself feeling hurt, despondent, and unsafe and need someone to turn to, please feel free to message me or send me an ask. Don't let anyone or anything induce you to doubt that you are so incredibly deserving of being seen and held.

You, each and every one of you, are so loved and worthy of it. 🧜💜

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It’s not raining - in fact, there’s not a cloud in the sky. The autumn air is crisp and clear and the leaves hang brightly and decadently on the branches of the trees as you stand at your own front door. You can feel your features tugging downward in dejection, your body aching and shivering with the deep sort of unhappiness that feels like a chill as you hesitate to take your misery over the threshold.

It's not raining, but it should be. Pouring. Thunder rumbling somewhere afar as you stand in the torrent. Then at least it would feel right, and maybe you would feel like you belonged in that body, standing in that place instead of whatever this is - with the sunshine and the calls of the migrating geese.

Your lip trembles and your heart hammers with the adrenaline of anger and pain...

And then you remember.

He’d asked you not to do this to yourself, said that he wanted it. To share it.

So you curse at the sun and the gentle breeze and turn your key in the lock.

“Bin?” You call instantly, desperately, kicking off your shoes and tossing away your bag.

“Bin!” You drop your coat in the hall as your legs carry you with stumbling steps to his home studio.

When you open the door, he’s already halfway out of his chair with his headphones around his neck, dark lovely eyes wide behind his black-rimmed glasses, and when you reach for him he sinks back down and pulls you over his lap.

Strong arms circle your waist as his head tilts against yours where you press your face into the crook of his neck.

One of his hands splays over your back as he rubs it in wide, soothing circles. He doesn’t ask you what’s wrong, that will come later. Right now he holds you.

Some wrongs can’t be righted. Not by you. Life can be terribly unfair. It can be downright cruel. But you can be afraid and angry and confused and sad…and in his arms.

Releasing a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding, your tears silently begin to fall.

He kisses into your hair.

His body is sturdy and soft and you breathe in cologne and detergent and the scent of his skin and you feel his chest expand and contract, silently beckoning your own to match its steady pace where you're pressed against him.

His presence washes over you and draws you in - deeper, softer. Safer.

Safe. Held. Of nothing required.

One of your hands slides up to tangle your fingers in the dark curls at the back of his head.

And then you’re not wishing for rain anymore. The warmth and peace feel like they belong to you - to your body, to your soul - even in your grief.

“I love you,” comes his gentle, deep murmur.

Not in placation, but in promise.

When you find your words again you’ll whisper those three in return, as you always do. But until then, and in every moment hideous or lovely thereafter, you’ll reach for Changbin, and he will hold you.

-Fin-

[kindofatheatrekid]

Soft Yandere! Veteran HCs (and a special something at the end!)

So I basically fell in love with this nameless man I wrote on a whim- And now I’m giving the dude a name now- My precious moot helped me to cement his identity as a jaded, Russian veteran and I obviously leaped at the chance of making an old dilf. I fucking love this man- 😀

This is definitely NSFW so…

MINORS DNI. MINORS DNI. MINORS DNI.

That’s better! ❤️

Soft Yandere! Veteran who’s at least twenty-five years your senior— and makes sure that you remember that. He’ll make sure that any bratty attitude coming from you will be promptly shut down. Whether it’ll be through a spanking session or giving your mouth something better to do… Well. It depends on how much you’ve pissed him off already. ^^

(Don’t worry, though. He’s too much of a softie to not ensure that you’ll enjoy every second of your “punishment~” 😮‍💨)

“In my days, cadets used to have their teeth smashed in if they mouthed off to their superiors. Shouldn’t you thank me for my leniency, love?”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who makes sure that you’re always well fed. He may have some food insecurity problems, and would never want his beloved to ever experience that gnawing hunger he felt in his earlier years. So say au revoir to any diets you want to do!

He’s a good cook too, so you bet he’s going to feed you every time you see each other. You’re always going to be greeted with food as aftercare— there’s no arguing on that. He will force-feed you. 😓

“A diet? Tch. You don’t need that. Just eat, dear. You need the nutrients for later.”

Speaking of aftercare! Soft Yandere! Veteran who knows exactly what to do after years of fucking women. …And maybe some men but we don’t talk about his soldier years- The man will wipe you down and massage every part of your body that aches after his rough treatment. Believe in the old man who has chronic pain every day because of what he did in his youth- He definitely knows how to relieve any muscle aches. 😌

Soft Yandere! Veteran who is a huge cuddler. He’s taller than you and is just a brickhouse— you’re not going anywhere if he wants to cuddle with you. He probably has a size kink, loves seeing you try to fit him in your mouth. He’ll be so condescending about it too, goading you on while he’s reading the newspaper like the senile man he is. 😩

“Come on, love~ Is that really the best you can do? You can take a bit more, right? For me~?”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who is Russian! The man never speaks crass words, though— always a gentleman through and through. His mama taught him right! He has to make sure that you remember your manners with him too! Say please and then he might give you what you want. It depends, though. Have you been a polite lover to him today? 🤔

“Mmm… I don’t know, Солнце… You’ve been so naughty today. I think you should beg some more for my cock~”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who has episodes of depression whenever he remembers the young men he killed in the battlefield. You can find him on the floor while staring at his countless medals— bottles of everclear on the floor with a few cigar buds in the ashtray nearby. A hug from you will help him a lot…

(Please replace the bitter cigar in his mouth with your sweet lips. Give him something else to think about. Better yet, why don’t you spread those thighs of yours? That will always get the old man going! 😊)

“...Thank you, лапочка. I needed this.”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who will never let you go. You’re just too pure for the world… He’s directly seen how dirty humans can be. You’re like a spring breeze to him, allowing him to relax his mind for the first time since he was drafted. Just listen to everything he says. Don’t you believe in him? 🥺

“...People… They can be cruel. Especially to wounded rabbits like you.”

You didn’t think that I’d just make headcanons after painting a scene in your head, right? Dear gods no! I want to be a nice author to you all! (At least until my mind decides to switch up and make angst- But you’re all safe! For now.) 😈

Anyways! I’m going to show y’all a blowjob scene with this old man now! Have fun! ^^

(It’s gender neutral this time because you’re sucking his dick-)

You thought he was being too cruel right now. Here you were: on your knees, serving the man while he was enjoying his morning cup of coffee. If you could talk, you would’ve whined at him for his attention; to get that dumb paper out of the way so he could fuck your mouth like you knew he could. He was undoubtedly affected by the way your lips were wrapped around not even half of his cock, though. There was a reason why his hand had a firm grip on your hair— not allowing you to pull away nor go deeper.

The old man had way too much patience compared to you, not even budging when you start to paw at his clothed thighs. He’s spent years on the battlefield, dear. The man can neglect his own needs as long as you learn your lesson. Your parents must have not taught you very well, but that’s fine! He can show you exactly how to stay in the lines.

Your desperate whimpers send shivers down his spine, the vibrations making his warm cock grow hotter— a familiar warmth pooling underneath his stomach. His hand tightens around your locks, a deep sigh escaping from his lips before he even knew it. You got what you wanted, his attention. And oh… You have his full attention.

A low growl was your only warning before he forced his cock down your throat— his hands now occupied with pulling your hair like it were a horse’s reins. You couldn’t breathe; he was big, and he knew that. You could barely see his sly grin through your tears, but you could feel it. By the way his hand was kept on the back of your head to keep your spit-covered lips on his cock. By the way his other hand was patting the top of your head so affectionately. By the way he cooed at you like he wasn’t choking you on his dick right now.

“Aww~ Is there something you want to say, Солнце? Come on~ Use your words for me, hm?”

The bastard was taking pleasure in your helplessness; he knew that your throat was far too occupied to do anything but let out a few muffled whimpers. Whimpers that went straight down to his weeping cock, his balls tightening even more when he sees how prettily you were silently begging for his mercy. The old man was just getting his rocks off at this point.

He kept on using you, bobbing your head over and over again— he was an old soldier, he knew precisely how long he could keep you gagging before you’d pass out. It was like a game to him in a way, seeing how far he could physically push you before you were on the brink of passing out. You were seeing both stars in your eyes and black spots; your adrenaline peaking from this deadly game. One where all you could do was trust the man in front of you that he knew what he was doing.

His endurance was no joke even after over a decade, you didn’t know how long it was before you could finally taste something bitter on your tongue— his head tilting up as he groaned. You were still gagging, your head pushed as far as possible when he came in your throat. The thick, slimy liquid going down your throat effortlessly as he slowly slides you off his limp dick. A round of coughs greeting you after your lungs were suddenly filled with oxygen after a while with barely any.

All he did was pat your head, grabbing a cloth from the table to clean up the mixture of his cum and your drool and tears off your face. His palms tenderly cupping your cheeks afterward— steadily lifting your face up before he presses a soft kiss on your now clean lips. A satisfied smile curving up his lips when he sees your blissed out, lost expression; your usual bratty self not seen at all.

“Hm… Better.”

Translation:

Солнце = sunshine

лапочка = sweetie pie / cutie

BRO. THIS. THIS DOES THINGS TO ME. Y'ALL LIKE THIS OLD MAN TOO, HUH??

"I know what you are."

[wonuwonder]

Hiii new moot!! I’ve been feeling really soft for Gyu lately so how about waking up to a sleeping Gyu 🥺 Just a soft and fluffy morning tgt 🤧

8:00 am — kim mingyu (f)

an: hii! thank u sm for the request<3 i really loved this idea, hope u like it too ! also when i mention his sleeping habit, this (safe) is what i mean [ps to the anon who sent a wonwoo request a while ago, i didn’t forget! i just liked your idea too much and i’m still working on it cuz i got carried away😭]

content: pure fluff, very cute and soft, mingyu x fem reader, established relationship, lowercase intended. 0.5k words.

watching your boyfriend sleep was one of your favorite things to do, specially on a sunday morning when you both had nothing else to do than being home all day, cuddling and spending time together, one of your favorite plans ever, it was 8 am and you couldn’t sleep anymore, which felt like a crime, but spending your time admiring your boyfriend sleeping next you didn’t sound bad either.

laid on his back, facing the ceiling, hands sprawled all over your bed, you watched him enjoy his sleep, admiring each and one of his features. his hair always became messy because of how much he twists and turns in his sleep. his chiseled face looking even more beautiful with the sun light in your room, which he didn’t seem to notice, as he continued sleeping peacefully.

he was making little chewing noises, pursing his lips to the air as if he were blowing kisses to the air, he had that unique sleeping habit which you loved.

cupping his chin and cheeks with your hands, you turned him softly and got closer to him, leaning your weight on his big chest, leaving kisses all over his face, earning a soft grown from mingyu, as he was slowly waking up.

“good morning baby” you greeted him softly, and almost instantly he grabbed your waist with his free hand tugging you against him, making you lay fully on top of him.

slowly opening his eyes, groaning against you, he greeted back “hi” he squinted his nose and you continued to leave kisses all over him and stopped at his lips, fully kissing him, barely even woken up he wasted no time on kissing you back, bringing your waist even more against him, and caressing your hair with his other hand “i love when you wake me up like this” he says pulling back from the kiss smiling.

you lay your head on his chest listening to his heart, closing your eyes, him resting his chin on your head, caressing your back with his fingers, while you played with his arm, scratching him softly with your nails which you knew he enjoyed.

you could spend your whole day like this, snuggling with mingyu, kissing and cuddling, there was nothing better.

“i woke up and couldn’t sleep anymore” you tell him and he hums against your ear, slowly lifting your head up to look at him, he caresses your hair out of your face, grinning at you, he presses a kiss to your forehead, you try to snuggle into him even more, even if it was physically impossible to be closer. “and i can’t fall back asleep if i’m not hugging you” you admit, and he snorts, trapping you in his arms even closer, he covers you both with the blankets and leaves a kiss to your hair, “let’s sleep a bit more then baby, i’m right here with you”

an: english isn’t my first language so i’m really sorry if there are any mistakes, i’ll try to fix them asap

[nymphoheretic]

Mating bond. Scent glands. Fangs. Biting. Alpha. Beta. Omega.

Everything that deals with omegaverse.

Welcome to the Omergaverse collab!!

This NSFW collab is open for artists and writers aged 18+ (no need to follow me); minors and ageless blogs are refrained from participating or I will automatically block you.

The theme for this collab is all about hot, toe-curling, pussy-throbbing, thigh-clenching, mouth-drooling a/b/o claiming/mating bonds. Basically all things omegeverse!

Any fandom is allowed, but please make sure to use either a time-skip/aged-up version of whomever you choose!

All forms of work (art–especially moodboards, drabbles, longfics, oneshots, headcanons etc) and any genre are allowed. Dark content entries are also allowed, provided that they are properly tagged and all.

FOR WRITTEN ENTRIES: The minimum word count is 500. If your work’s wc is more than 500, kindly add in a ‘read more’ to avoid dash clogging.

TO JOIN: Send in via ask your character of choice + if your entry will be art or writing. Please note each person/blog can only submit up to two entries(I don't want anyone to over work themselves🥺). Character repetition is also allowed–each character can be used twice, but you cannot use the same character in all of your submitted entries, unless a threesome is involved. (Character x character is also allowed!)

Ex.g:“Nymphieeee!!! Can i join your collab with Eren Jaeger from AOT + art??? Ily mwah ♥️”, or, “NYMPH!! CAN I PLEASE WRITE FOR BAJI FOR YOUR COLLAB??? 🥵🥵🥵”

There is no deadline to follow here (you can join in anytime), since we all have our personal stuff outside Tumblr to tend to, so take your time in doing your entries! Once done, tag me at @nymphoheretic in your finished work/s and use the collab tag ‘#omegavervse🐺collab’ to track.

If you have any questions regarding the collab, please don’t hesitate to send me an ask/DM via Tumblr or Discord (if we’re moots).

Network tag: @enchantedforest-network

[ryomaandgundhamkin]

I’m boredddd… anyone up to do an art collab (moots only 👹)

@kiwikay3 🥺❓❓❓❓ plz

also if any of these ppls wanna do it you can, @piowasthere (I sold you off to Nebraska/ref), @nightixx, @astrofhobia (LO LAMENTO-), @melodyartiez, and you too @popatochsp 😈

(anyone else that’s my moot can do it too if you want, also reminder that I always follow back, and I usually follow if you reblog/like my art even if I don’t know you, idk I like moots)

[tojipie]

i never thought I would love anything more than your prison bf! toji series but I'm absolutely WHIPPED for truck driver! toji 😭 seriously I love your writing your fics make my day <3 I love the way you characterize toji even though we never see him canonically in a domestic setting feels so natural and accurate !! you're my favorite author on tumblr I swear 😭 toji nation is alive and well because of your fcs

for a truck driver! toji fic, maybe you could write something based off of what kind of music they listen to while driving? like I can just imagine toji lowkey starting to like y/ns music after complaining about it lmao-

hope this wasn't a bother !! maybe we can be mutuals 🥺?? I write jjk and aor fics!! keep writing and good luck <3

~mirror (two person acc)

RAHHH THANK U :(( ofc we can be moots

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toji’s only rule on the road is the driver always gets the aux. and since you don’t know how to drive stick, you can imagine who’s in charge of the music every time you’re in the truck.

toji’s music taste is pretty reminiscent of the time he grew up in. a lot of late 90s and early 2000’s rap mixed with a sprinkle of 2000’s r&b (he loooovees ginuwine). if you’re into that kind of genre, you’ll sometimes sneak in a couple songs of your own by adding them to the queue. sometimes he notices, sometimes he doesn’t, but you think it’s a fun little game to play with him.

he doesn’t really like to sing along to any kind of music, it’ll happen sometimes in little increments but he’ll shut right up when he notices you giggling, it embarrasses him :(

he’ll get sick of his own playlists from time to time and let you hog the aux for however long he feels like. if your music taste is different from his, he’ll scrunch his nose up and tease you about it. if your tastes are similar, he’ll stay quiet and nod his head to the beat.

if your tastes are REALLY similar, it just gets him horny honestly 😭 he’ll turn to you when you queue up a song he hasn’t heard in a long time with a laugh like “what do you know about all this??”

[torialefay]

hiiiii, i'm ✨ toria ✨, or you can call me tori :) she/her! i'm a '99 baby & i just write for fun/ in my downtime. i'm into astrology, so you'll see me do that from time to time. i'm also into magick, but you won't really see that on here (unless someone wants to talk ab it ofc!)

i always love to make new moots & connections on this app, so feel free to message me any time!

✨ stan: i've only really been into skz and bts (chan and namjoon bias of course), so they're all i feel comfortable writing for. lowkey want to get into ateez though, so if anyone has a good place to start, please send it my way.

✨ likes: horror movies, vanilla-scented anything, CANDLES, perfume (i'm an addict and have over 60 pls pray for my bank account), hair & makeuppp (i'm the girliest girl to have ever girled), my puppy <3 (who is actually v old but he's still my baby), a super strong iced coffee

✨ hobbies: i bake a LOT & like to cook, i love doing my grandma activities like knitting and embroidery, reading/writing ofc, basically always spending time with my friends, & i'm the tiniest bit of a gym girly (literally go as little as possible but we gotta keep that ass up you know)

🌟 quick facts:

favorite color?: pink (my entire wardrobe consists of only pink, black, and white/cream)

favorite food?: steak w/ a good red wine 🤩

random fact?: i sleep better when i have cute pajamas on... therefore i have the cutest pajama collection ever okay i am so poor but i am also slaying in my sleep

job?: i'm a student doctor!

mbti: enfp-a

big 3?: pisces ☀️, libra 🌙, taurus🪽(but i have an aries stellium, so watch out babies)

personality?: APPARENTLY i come across as a flirt. my friends always say that if they didn't know me, they'd think i was flirting in every conversation i have. but it's just my personality 🥺 how am i NOT supposed to call you baby, honey, sweetheart, my dirty little slut, etc?!?! ; i was also given the title "keeper of the vibes" bc i guess i'm pretty level-headed and optimistic (and ig more mentally stable than everyone else i surround myself with wow love that).

relationship status: single (for the first time in 5 years, so currently just trying to navigate through life 🫶🏼)

p.s.: will my moots please do this? pretty please? i wanna know so badddd

andddd i love making new moots! send me a message any time 😚

moodboard by: @hyngyu (now deactivated 😞)

[thesolarangel]

Dreaming of a Rings Of Power fan meet up in north Germany where I can meet some of my moots and talk about Elrond with them in person 🥺❤️ I could try to organize something like this but I doubt that anyone would attend since I don't have any moots living close to me.. And idk if anyone else would travel that far. But I can't travel to them either 😢

Does anyone wanna check how far away they are from Germany, 28359 Bremen? 😅

[pinkpudgiepuppie]

WLW concept: I know my pretty friend is coming to visit later and I know she'll be hungry from the long drive!

So I decide with my free time I'll whip up some of our favorite foods and make a buffet for us. Just so we have food to choose from, not any other reason

I double the butter in every recipe because I cook with love, no other reason

After a while I have an array of wonderfully scrumptious and calorie dense food. I have a little time left and nothing else to do so instead of pacing nervously I decide we need desserts to go along with our big meal!

Oh but which one should I make?

Well she is my dear friend so I'll make a few! She can decide what she's in the mood for when she's here.

She finally arrives and we eat to our hearts content and binge watch so much TV. Even though we slow down, plate after plate is slowly disappearing.

After a few hours and multiple plates of dinner, I bring out all the desserts. We both can't help ourselves but to grab a bunch. She sits on the couch, out of breath, and sighs.

I look over at her nervous something isn't perfect. What's wrong?

"I kinda wish I had a milkshake to go with all these decadent desserts you made. Pretty please." She asks me

How can I refuse that?

So naturally I make us huge milkshakes full of heavy cream.

I come back to discover she's eaten her whole dessert plate and says she's full. Well I can't have that can we? I just made the milkshake for her special🥺

I sit on her lap and tell her to open up and I'll help her if that's what she needs. I rub her expanding and already large soft tummy so aroused. Come on just a little more. She groans and whimpers but eventually opens her mouth and finishes her milkshake. That was so hot omg. I look at her and lean in giving her some chocolate as we kiss😚

(inspired by my moot you know who you are😵‍💫💖)

[mango-bango-bby]

Congrats on 7k my love you deserve it!! Can you do 🪷 with prince! Keigo please 🥺

♡ Sleeping Beauty ♡

(A/N: Hi love, I know really sweet fluff isn’t usually your style but I couldn’t bring myself to write angst or smut today lol!! I always get so nervous when my moots request, like I love it but I get nervous ahhhh ok, I hope you like this 💝 And thank you 🥺🥺🥺🥺 You’re so nice 💞)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, prince!Keigo, royalty!reader, Keigo kisses reader while they’re asleep, murder to rivals, mentions of blood, really sweet fluff

Summary: Keigo breaks the curse on you through true loves kiss (Yan!Hawks x GN!reader)

Prompt List ➸ ♡

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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The sound of Keigo’s boots echo off of the walls of the empty castle. This was the day he had been waiting for. Everyone knew about the curse placed on you as a child.

A witch, who was jealous of your mother, had cursed you as a baby that as an adult you would fall into a death like slumber. The only thing that could possibly wake you from that sleep was true loves kiss.

You would eventually fall into that slumber by pricking your finger on a spinning wheel. Your life went on like normal, you grew up like normal. The curse wouldn’t affect you until you were older so your parents raised you as a normal royal child.

Keigo can still remember the first day he met you. You two were both children. You hid underneath the table of food during a ball, hiding from the crowd of people.

You were overwhelmed by the amount of people talking and dancing. Keigo, bored of the party, noticed your shoes from underneath the tablecloth. You two talked to each other for the rest of the night.

You two would look for each other at every royal ball, whether it was in your future kingdom or Keigos future kingdom. You two would hide away and talk, or you two would dance on the dance floor.

Keigo knew he loved you, even from that young age. Keigo can also remember the feeling when you became isolated from the world, afraid of the curse.

The news of you finally falling victim to the curse finally came to Keigo. He could only smile a bit at the news, getting suited up before grabbing a horse from the stables. He had to be the one to be true loves kiss.

It was the only option, in his mind. There wasn’t any other option for who to wake you other than him. If anyone else woke you from the spell, he doesn’t know what he would do.

Keigo walks through the empty castle, gently putting his sword back into his sheath. The word of a beautiful royal who was cursed to fall asleep spread quickly.

Multiple men trying to find the castle, in hopes to be the one to wake you. It took Keigo a while to make it here, he had encountered many men who wished to wake you. That’s why he needed to bring the sword. He could be the only one to wake you.

You would be so grateful for him for waking you, you would be so glad to see him that you wouldn’t notice the blood.

If you did notice Keigo would simply explain to you that he did it to protect you. And knowing you, you would believe him. Always his sweet, innocent Y/n. His Y/n.

Keigo creaks open the door to the tower. The rooms walls are covered in thorns and roses. The stained glass window on the wall casts light of red, pink, and blue into the room and directly onto you as you lay in the bed.

Your hair spread across the pillow as if after you pricked your finger you fell into the bed. Your hands resting on your stomach as you sleep peacefully.

Keigo smiles softly, sitting on on the bed next to you. He leans over you, gently kissing you. It’s a solid few seconds before he pulls away, waiting for you to open your eyes. There’s a thought that crosses his mind if you don’t wake up from him. However it does work.

You gently open your eyes, letting them adjust to the light. You turn your head, you face bursting into a smile. “Y/n-” Keigo starts, being cut off by you throwing yourself at him into a hug.

“I knew you were going to be the one to wake me” you mumble into his shoulder, Keigo wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I knew to”

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[thatonejingyuanenthusiast]

hii!! when i opened tumblr and saw that we were moots i was so surprised, i really like your blog but when i followed you i didn't expect you to notice me at all😭 i'm really happy!! and i didn't know what to do bc just saying i'm happy doesn't feel sufficient enough but thank you so much🥺 i wrote a little thing with jing yuan for you👉👈

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Of all the things Jing Yuan had brought into your life, it was the normalcy that you appreciated the most. With him, everything felt right — you were less panicked, less pressured, less restless. You'd never known how good it could feel to let the days trickle by with nothing turning in your mind, removed from the hustle and bustle of life, feeling like you were in your own little bubble where everything was perfect. You only had him to thank, because you knew he worked for the peace he shared with you, and the entirety of Xianzhou.

The Dozing General as lovingly as he may be, was so much more than just that. Jing Yuan had to be the most perceptive man you'd ever had the pleasure of knowing. It flickered behind drooping eyes, dull sparks lighting across amber, always something molten in them that stirred at the prospect of change. He'd fix things even before they began to shift out of place; there was careful organisation in the way he lived. Yes, he slept, and that may have been all that anyone else ever bothered to see, but you knew Jing Yuan. 

You knew him.

He slept, but before that, it was paperwork — two piles of it that he scanned over, took the words and stored away. His signature sprawled lazily, because he'd been writing it out since the break of dawn and yet, his pen only touched the plans he approved. He slept, and then after, it was overlooking the Cloud Knights, making sure everyone knew what they were doing, making sure they were trained sufficiently in case of a disaster. Really, compared to the amount of time he spent maintaining what he'd built, he didn't rest enough. You could testify to that, you were by his side more often than any other.

It was morning when you'd found yourself back at the entrance of his office, a warm glass of fresh Puffergoat milk in hand. You knocked gently, and let yourself in when his voice invited you to. The click of the door shutting behind you barely registered as you let your eyes drink in the sight of him. Hair slightly mussed, curling prettily over an eye, the other shimmering gold so phosphorescent you had to look away for a second. Taking all your breath, he really was so beautiful it was hard to believe he was a constant in your life. How lucky you were, you'd never be able to express.

“You've been gone long.” Chin resting on lithe fingers, head tilted at an angle that made the sunlight seem as though it was melting on his skin — he was teasing you, in a voice so light and airy it seeped into the crevices of your mind and reverberated.

The glass placed on his desk, your hands brushing through fluffy white locks, undoing his red ribbon and letting it slip. “Did you miss me?” You asked in a whisper that was barely as playful as you wanted it to be, not when you were looking at him in that way, not when you traced the mole under his left eye as gently as you did. Everything you gave him, all your words and touches, like you were so in love nothing could make them sharper.

His features, as reassuring as ever, softening into something you longed would stay with him for all eternity. Happiness in his small chuckle, in the way he pulled you closer and the languid brush of your lips on his. You were wrapped up in that familiar embrace that had quickly become home to you, feeling the beat of his heart, steady, something you wanted to fall asleep to. You closed your eyes, pressed up against him like he was the puzzle piece that completed you. With him everything was alright. Everything was as it should be.

“Of course I did.”

I'M GOING TO CRY?!? HELLO?? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD 😭😭😭💖💖💖 THANK YOU FOR THIS!! I really loved it!!

I think I fell harder for Jing Yuan because of this

BUT! Because of this I got out of artblock and cooked (I think)

THIS IS STILL A WIP!! But I love it too much I had to dedicate this to you !!