#Crying and dying mayhaps

[sunsetsandsunshine]

My Ler mood is hitting fucking HARD today 😭🤌🏾

[wokrs-of-whimsy]

Hiatus

As ssome of you guys might have noticed, I am not posting as frequently as I was (not that I'm posting that much anyways) but like exams are coming up and stress and self doubt are eating at me so like I'm a be gone to study my little poor Chinese heart out so my parents won't beat me to death /j

Until 4 October hehehehehe. I shall emerge again from the ashes. MY OWN ASHES

[nebulaafterdark]

Promise Me

Summary: Aegon is slowly dying of a heart condition, his final wish is for his childhood companion to find true love. Based off this & this request.

Aegon x Velaryon(Strong)! Reader

Aemond x Velaryon(Strong)! Reader

Aegon’s held a fascination for Y/N since he was a boy. Two sides of the same coin, the heir to the Iron Throne, the girl who would eventually ‘steal’ his birthright, by all accounts of his mother.

Mayhaps Alicent would have pushed harder for a marriage between them, had it not been for Aegon’s condition. He knew as well as any that he would not live to be an old man. He will die young, alone in his bed, with no one to mourn him, if he has any say in the matter.

When King Viserys calls for Rhaenyra, Daemon and their children to return from Dragonstone, Aegon is smitten at the sight of his childhood companion. Now a woman grown.

To his surprise, she and Aemond become fast friends. Then again, there is something to be said for their shared snippy demeanors; forever weighed down by the crown and their places beneath it. Attempting to prove themselves worthy at any cost, studying the histories and learning to speak fluently with two tongues.

Aegon cares for none of it. He is dying. Therefore he is not above following Y/N around like a lovesick hound, licking at her heels for the smallest bit of affection.

The princess does not appreciate this behavior at first, as she is busy with her duties. “What is it you want?” She scoffs.

“To be near you.” Aegon confesses, “nothing more.”

Y/N melts, her eyes softening to an extent, Aegon fears she might cry. “Be near me then.”

So he is, day and night. However inappropriate, they do not lie together, though they share a bed and all their secrets. They do not kiss or embrace, they simply exist, side by side for several moons.

“I want to be near you, always.” Y/N tells him, on the day he begins to withdraw.

“You cannot.” Aegon replies, gently. “You must prepare yourself to take a husband.”

“I should like you for a husband.”

Aegon sighs, breaking both their hearts as he whispers, “you are my friend. Mayhaps Aemond-”

The sting of Aegon’s rejection sends her from his rooms in tears, past the prying eyes of Queen Alicent.

“What have you done?” His mother wonders.

“She wished for my hand.”

“Did you not wish for hers?” Alicent shakes her head. Y/N is all Aegon wants.

“I will not condemn her to love a ghost.” Aegon explains, “she will go to Aemond, he will comfort her. He will be there for her, they might grow old together. He will help her lead. I cannot.”

“Oh, Aegon.” Alicent takes her eldest son into her arms. “If you’d only been honest with her. She would’ve wed you still.”

“I care for her happiness over my own.” He well and truly loves her.

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Y/N grows closer to Aemond in those weeks following Aegon’s rejection. Enough so that Aemond asks for her hand. On the day they wed, Y/N learns the horrible truth of Aegon’s condition. He has only hours left to live and he’s robbed her of so much time with him.

She makes for his chambers with her new husband in tow, wedding gown still adorning her.“You lied to me,” she wails, clutching at Aemond as though she wants to bring him closer and yet push him away. “How could you?”

“Because I love you, darling girl.” Aegon forces out the words, despite the pain of his ailing body. “This is what’s best for you. To live a long and happy life with someone who can. Not to make you a widow before you could’ve been a proper wife.”

Aemond whispers to his wife. “Go to him, sweetling.”

Y/N shakes her head, she loves Aemond. She will be a good and faithful wife.

Aemond sighs, “you are allowed to love him as well.”

Aegon opens his arms for her, allowing her head to rest on his chest. Stroking dark hair as she traces the line of his jaw with her finger.

“I would’ve been with you every second.”

“I know.”

“I would’ve cared for you, you imbecile.”

“You have cared for me, more than you will ever know.” Aegon murmurs.

“I do not know how I can survive this.” Y/N admits. “Who will I wake with in the middle of the night for sweets? Who will listen to me ramble on about-”

“I will,” Aemond hushes her.

“See,” Aegon looks to his brother. “You will be well loved.”

Aemond nods to his brother. “You needn’t worry about her, I will take care of our girl for you.”

“In this life I will be with Aemond. I will be happy and loved, just as you’ve asked of me.”

“Thank you, darling girl.” Aegon says, with a hint of a smile.

“And in every life after I will be yours.” Y/N tells him. “We will fall in love a hundred times, in a hundred different ways. We’ll be together and I will give you everything I could not this time.”

“Promise me.”

“I swear it.” Y/N assures him.

“As do I, brother.” Aemond takes his hand.

Aegon nods, feeling his tired heart begin to slow. “Thank you.” He is ready then, as he will ever be. “Mayhaps we might be one, like the Conquers.”

“I should like that very much, brother.” Aemond admits, “though you must always keep to your side of the bed.”

Aegon lets out a low chuckle. “Of course.”

“I love you, Aegon.” Y/N’s arms tighten around him, as if she holds him close enough, he will not go.

“As I love you.” He murmurs, with his dying breath, “hush now, Aemond will hold you.”

Her husband strokes her hair, sweetly. Knowing there is nothing more he can do. Aegon draws his last breath, Y/N very well knows it. Screaming loudly enough to alert the attending maesters.

“His grace is gone, my princess.” The grand maester confirms. “The silent sisters must prepare his body.”

“I do not wish to leave him.”

Aemond sighs, helping her to sit up and then to stand.

Y/N throws her arms around him. The pain is too great, no person could bear it alone. Her heart splits open, aching for someone she will never see again.

Aemond assures her, “we’re going to survive this, you and I. We’re going to live our lives to the fullest, do my brother proud.”

She nods, head cradled against his chest.

“Breathe,” he reminds her, “for now, just breathe.”

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Y/N cries for him often, the most gut wrenching sobs Aemond has ever known and he holds her. Rocking her, soothing her as best he can, though there is not much to be done for a broken heart. He prays it will heal in time.

“I feel closest to my brother when I am with you.” Aemond whispers, pressing a kiss to the worried line between her brows. “As though you were two halves of a whole. I do not fault your longing for him.”

“I do love you, Aemond.” Y/N breathes, leaning up to catch his lips.

Aemond nods, “I love you too.”

The future Queen and King Consort bless the crown with four sons. The first of which they name Aegon.

[sugurizz]

(SMUT/NSFW +18 - Minors DNI!)

𑣿 DJ! Choso who's animating the party you're attending. He's constantly focused on his set, barely minding the simmering crowds surrounding him. All the merged noises, laughs, loud voices and endless flashing lights seem to do little to phase him. Baggy yet enticing eyes only glued to the equipement under him, his skilled fingers push and pull on the different keys and buttons, making the perfect combinations of the newest hits, and driving the crowds crazier by the minute.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who you couldn't quite dart your glance away from. He was the calmest yet most charming, silent yet most graceful of all people who were around you.

And mayhaps it was just your imagination, or your bored self being already mentally checked out of the party, and wanting just to have a heated moment with him all on your own. But you could've sworn his dark irises often locked with yours, in less than a random way.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who has just finished animating his part of the night, briefly thanking the crowd and wishing everyone a pleasant rest of the night before making his way out of your sight.

and it was rather time for you to leave too. You felt quite dazed by the whole ambiance, having some growing headaches along the way. You looked for your jacket and put your handbag on, exiting the club in your glamorous dress and glittery makeup.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who was dressed in his teddy black hoodie. his meaty fingers wrapped around a freshly lit cigarette, eyes looking into the dim roadlights. You run into him just stepping out the building, making your glances lock for another time, only a bit longer, and deeper.

He took a final puff from his cigarette before stomping the flame down, letting a deep 'Hey' escape his lips.

You snapped out of it, just realizing you may have stared a bit too long. And thus you pushed a shy 'Hey' as well, almost dying of embarassment.

'Pretty'. He said as he inched closer, eyes boldly brushing over your thick thighs and puffy breasts, hugged by the fabric of your tiny dress.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who has you chilling in the back of his mc Laren, his arms wrapped tight around your waist seemed to distract you from your warm, cosy conversation. Though you weren't even complaining, his deep tone had your kitty throb, and the irresistible smokey scent of his clothes made you feel even more vulnerable.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who's suckling on your neck, squeezing the flesh of your butt into his large palms. Your poor dress is fully undone, nipples almost spilling from your collar and clavicles already sore from his plump lips on your skin.

'mmh...Sorry for leaving hickeys, 's bad habit of mine...'

you could feel how sticky your thong got. And his leg fevershly rubbing your pussy lips wasn't exacty helping, having you choke on your moans.

He unclasped your bra and fondled your breasts, tugging on your nips and nibbling till they're sore and raw. He leaned back against the backseat and folded his arms behind his head

'Wanna ride me?' A lazy smirk curled his lips upwards, staring adoringly at the way you struggled to balance yourself on top of him.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who's bouncing you up and down his big cock, his knitted brows and gritted teeth somehow made him even hotter. You fucked your little pussy on his dick till you almost passed out, hearing an adorable chuckle with a 'Aww, pretty babe's tired ain't she?'

He gripped your asscheeks tight and took full charge, thrusting inside you at the pace of someone who hated your guts.

'Ahh, Chosoo! I-I can't a-anymore! fuck!'

'Shhh...you're a big girl now arent'cha? know you can take me...Trust me'

He hugged you and pushed in deeper, his groans vibrated against your neck as you braced your pretty acrylic nails on his large chest with all power you had left.

'Aww poor babe, cock feels so damn good doesn't it, huh?'

𑣿 DJ! Choso who has you seeing stars, screaming your head out as you squirted on his abs.

'Come on, gorgeous, make a mess for me. cum till you cry on this cock.'

He pulled you in for the sloppiest kiss, whispering how proud he is of you cumming so good for him. You could barely string a few words together. Braindead from how good he fucked your tiny pussy.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who drove you back to your place and softly layed you on your bed...

.. You woke up the next day realizing that he kept your soiled thong as a little souvenir, leaving you a handwritten note with his number on in exchange..

[wafflexdguy]

V SFW Alphabet!

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Masterlist

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

She doesn't really show affection often, but that's not to say that she doesn't show any at all. She'll occasionally do handholding and hugging. If she's really feeling flirty, she'll kiss you just so she can say how much you blushed.

Ignoring the fact that she was blushing as much as you were.

B = Bad Habits (What bad habits do they have?)

She can come off as careless. So much so that it almost seems like she doesn't care at all.

She doesn't really have a solution for this, because despite already being in a relationship, she really doesn't want to get too attached in case someone destroys the planet. It really only around Episode 4 that this ideology gets snuffed out.

Other than that is just that she can be a huge nuisance when it's inappropriate.

"Damn, should have brought marshmallows."

"V, my house is on fire. Not the time."

C = Comfort (Are they a good shoulder to cry on or do they get awkward?)

They get awkward. I mean, wouldn't you?

How she thinks about it is dependent on which episode you place yourself in. If it's prior to Ep.1, then it's more of:

"Ok, I kill Worker Drones for a living, but now I have one crying on my shoulder what do I do-?"

After that, It's more of just actually being awkward, since she hasn't shown affection in a long time, if not years. They'll listen, but their comfort isn't going to be the best.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Does she want to settle down? Mayhaps.

She doesn't really know. She likes the idea of finally being able to relax and just enjoying each others company, but at the same time, is it really even worth it?

If you ask her nicely, she'll probably do it.

E = Energy (Would you have trouble keeping up with them?)

No.

She's generally laid back but also semi-energetic, like what we see in the show. If you're not hugely energetic, you'll have no problem keeping up with her.

F = Fear (What are they scared of when it comes to you?)

Probably just you dying.

She doesn't like to think about the idea of you dying for obvious reasons, but also because she won't really know what to do with herself afterwards.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

She's not gentle per' se, but she's also not really overbearing. Occasionally she'll fuck around with you, getting you riled up and/or get you annoyed if she's really bored. If it gets too much for you though, she'll stop.

Now physically, she's actually kind of gentle when it comes to that. She won't go rough, since if she's showing affection, she's likely just feeling icky or bad. So she'll just want comfort normally like anyone would.

H = Honesty (Do they have secrets they hide?)

Really?

Yeah, she has secrets to hide. Like how she had assisted in killing an entire planet. But other than that, she doesn't have other huge secrets to hide.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Not fast. It's probably going to have to be a major event that happens that doesn't have to be Ep.8 that'll scare her enough to where she'll just say "I love you". It can be just to where if you both somehow get really close to death, or if she gets close to death, It doesn't really matter.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)

She doesn't get jealous often but she get jealous enough to where she'll get really annoyed. Why are you spending 5 hours talking to them?

Yeah, it'd take a bit to get her jealous.

If she's jealous for whatever reason, she'll just kill the drone in question. Simple as that. She needs the oil anyway.

If you manage to catch on early enough, you can stop her from killing said drone.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Sloppy kisses if she's feeling really teasy and if you're okay with it.

L = Listen (Do they hang off your every word or have selective hearing?)

They don't hang off your every word, but they also don't have selective hearing.

She'll listen to you if she's not busy (obviously) but if she's doing something that isn't major, but still requires her attention, she'll hear you, but she probably isn't listening.

M = Maintenance (Are they high maintenance? Low? Maybe so?)

They aren't high maintenance. They're definitely low maintenance, because she was literally made to take care of herself.

Mentally though? They are also low maintenance, but she can get easily stressed. She might need your help to calm down if it ever gets to a point where she might lash out.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

I eventually want to make a oneshot out of this, but basically how she typically sleeps (Upside down) but just hugging you.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

They probably won't open up at all. More specifically: she wont just start telling you about her past, since she does her best to repress that as much as she possibly can. But she'll maybe vent to you about how her life sucked before she met you (or N) but that's about it.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

If you want to speedrun pissing her off, get hurt. To be more clear, if you ever got hurt by another drone/person, she'll get instantly pissed off. Other than that, just being annoying can also anger her.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

They'll remember all the things you like and don't like that are easy to remember. She doesn't hang onto every little thing you like or dislike, but she'll make an effort to do something nice for you.

"Oh! A... Dead flower???"

"It's the only one they had."

Please note that results may vary.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

"I love you." You said out of the blue, looking away from her.

You and V had been sitting on top of a roof, just looking at the moon and embracing the moonlight above you. V, caught off guard choked on her own spit as she tried to process the sudden surprise.

She looked at you indescribably. You two had been unofficially been in a relationship, but hearing that made her core vibrate. Almost like it was reaching out to you. Craving that affection.

"Okay..." Was all she could say, leaning her head onto yours.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

She's protective over you. She doesn't like seeing you getting hurt (naturally) and typically will be quite murdery when it comes to your safety. Don't confuse her for yandere, it's just her usual attidtude.

You can't really protect her, let's be honest. (Again, you're worker drone in this scenario) So at most you'd be emotional support.

T = Temper (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

She'd put her fair share of effort into dates, much to your surprise probably. Gifts, though?

"V, not that I don't appreciate your gifts, but are dead flowers really the only thing they had?"

"Yes."

U = Unwind (How do they relax?)

Spending any amount of time with you probably helps her wind down, and typically just likes doing random bullshit with you. It can be anything, really, but it'll help her relax around you.

V = Value (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Probably not much. Maybe her hair, but that's about it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yeah, but she probably won't show it. This is assuming you haven't died by the way, so she knows you'll come back, but in the meantime, it's almost like there isn't much of anything to do.

She'll probably hang out with Lizzy until you come back.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Random Teasing Headcanon (RTH tm)

She'll occasionally show off her strength by picking you up. It can be anything, from a piggy back ride, to picking you up bridal style. She loves it when you blush uncontrollably.

Y = Yearning (How do they act when separated?)

Already answered, but bored and incomplete.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

She occasionally sleep talks. It can be from anything embarrassing, or just kind of heartwarming.

[mitsuristoleme]

cw: gojo x geto, canon compliant, shoko cameo, angst, NOT proofread

“Satoru!” 

“I love you, Satoru.”

“Satoru, you’re the love of my life.”

Satoru sinks to the ground next to bed, curling into himself. What had just happened?

Are you the strongest because you’re Gojo Satoru or are you Gojo Satoru because you’re the strongest?

What the fuck did that even mean?

His glasses had come off a while ago, lost somewhere in the streets of Shinjuku. 

He wants to cry. He wants to cry so much. The tears just wouldn’t leave his eyes, his heart heavy in his chest, burning a hole through his body. 

“I’ll never leave you.” Suguru had said, his nimble fingers tracing patterns under Satoru’s shirt. 

Lies. 

He lied.

He left him. 

“You’re the love of my life.” Suguru had said for the first time, the words whispered in Satoru’s arms as he passed out after eating his first special grade. 

Was that a lie too? 

Did he ever even love him? 

Why would he leave him behind?

Satoru has no idea how long he sits there spiralling into the dark cavern of his thoughts before the tears start to roll down his face, before his sniffles turn into sobbing and hyperventilating, pulling sharp breaths into his nose for no reason than his body’s need to live on.

“Satoru~” Suguru had almost purred, his eyes crinkling into that signature half moon smile , waving him over, his bag slung over his shoulder, the setting sun behind him making him look ethereal, angelic even.

“Why?” Satoru questions aloud, his voice cracking, a fresh round of sobs forcing itself from his mouth once more. 

His chest hurt. 

Was it from crying too much? Was it heartache?

He vaguely registers his the door clicking open and shut. 

There’s a hand on his back. It’s warm, comforting.

The other hand slides between the cage he’d made with his arms, to grip onto his chin, forcing his head to lift up. 

His eyes are full of tears, he doesn’t know who he’s looking at. His six eyes are sluggish, all he knows is that he knows this cursed energy.

His heart soars for a fleeting moment.

“Suguru?” he croaks.

“No man, it’s me, Shoko. ‘M sorry.”

Satoru wails, “Shoko. Shoko, he- he left, Shoko. He left me.”

She sighs.

“I know. C’mon get up, get in bed.”

She somehow manages to haul him into bed.

Satoru hears her mention a sedative through his sobs. He doesn’t care what she does. 

Theres a prick on the base of his neck. His head swims. 

Shoko runs a hand along his forehead. He doesn’t know if it’s to get his attention or soothe him. Both maybe.

“I’ll be here tomorrow. But you need to sleep right now.”

He nods. He doesn’t know what else to do.

Suguru’s face flashes through his hazy mind. The millionth time tonight. 

He would’ve followed him anywhere. Why didn’t he take Satoru with him? He would’ve died for him. But now? Now he was just dying inside. 

There would be an order for his arrest sent out tomorrow. Satoru would be told to capture his own best friend, his boyfriend- was he his boyfriend anymore? 

He loved Geto Suguru. 

He loved him.

Satoru passes out at that. 

a/n: IM SO SORRY!! if anyone was curious, i was listening to loml and the smallest man who ever lived by taylor swift while writing this. i also almost cried. so. hope you had fun??? comment and reblog mayhaps please?

also i wrote this in like 20 something minutes pls forgive me for any errors

[kanerallels]

do you mayhaps have a directors cut for the tales of the Steve miller au??

Okay yeah we'll deal with this first out of the TWENTY SOME ASKS I NEED TO HANDLE RIGHT NOW I'm not actually mad just dramatic this is amazing I'm gonna get so much writing done

Okay directors cut for Tales of the Steve Miller Au! I've thought for a long time now that I need to write a story about how Ezra gets his second kyber crystal, because we have no idea how it happened in canon. I read this fic a while back about the same topic that was a Star Wars: Visions AND Jedi Survivor crossover as well (which was super fun!!) and that helped inspire me a little

I came up with the idea of setting it on Pabu around the time that the Bad Batch finale came out. I also happened to be reading this marvelous Bad Batch centric series at that point, which helped a lot! Plus, they hadn't shown up yet, ya know? I went with the comics version of how Order 66 went down for Kanan (though the two can be combined pretty easily) because I didn't know how The Bad Batch was gonna end and I hate writing something only to have it contradicted. Sometimes I put up with it, other times I do not. Anyway, it was fun to finally draw those characters into this series, and I hope I'll have a chance to write them more in the future

I also took the idea of a cave system full of water from The Thief by Megan Whalen Turner! I'm a sucker for that series, and I loved the part where Gen is exploring the caves looking for Hamiathes Stone and nearly dying the process lol. OH and it was also inspired by that scene in Shadow and Bone season two, episode...three? Two? The one where they go after the Sea Whip. I always thought that Ezra would have liked to adopt the Sea Whip

The nos monster was thanks to at least a full hour of plumbing the depths of Wookipedia looking for an amphibious creature that wasn't Oggdo Boggdo lol, and it is truly a miracle I found anything at all

And last but not least, the scene at the end with Kanan was one of the hardest things I've ever had to write. I seriously thought I was going to start crying at one point (but I didn't! I've only cried over one story I've ever written, and that one isn't published. Yet. It will be sometime soon) and the fact that it got written is a gosh dang miracle. I am REAL proud of the way it ended though

Ummm let's see...oh yeah! Little sneak peek of the future: I have an assortment of other one-shots set in the Steve Miller Au planned for this series!! I've only written two others (one about Dev that I've actually posted, and one about Sabine that I have not) but I'll probably work on them at some point after I finish the main series. I have a lot of fun ideas!! Little hint of a story I'm gonna tell in the future: wow most of my options are super spoiler-ful. Uhhh let's go with this. There may well be. A wedding at some point *swan dives off of the post at top speed*

[bunnakit]

Not Me Episode 6 Music

so i'm probably not going to get totally caught up today because i'm starting to get tired and i still have my real job to do, but i'll do about 2 of these a day until i get caught up again.

when White and Sean are arguing about boundaries we see another appearance from Safeguard by Charles Holme - this could be a nod to White wanting to safeguard his friends.

Only Love Is Real - Todd Kessler

as White enters their room to find Sean sprawled on the bed this song kicks in. i'd post the lyrics but i don't know if they really have much relevance here (but it is a beautiful song)

Break Me (Kevin Faltin Remix) - Wholm, Michael Shynes, Kevin Faltin

OUGHGHGHGH. so like, for my taste in music this isn't my fave BUT the song is so good for the mood. this comes in after their big talk, Sean's in his cups and White starts getting ready for bed.

One more wine and one more whiskey We just kept the car in park And dimmed the headlights so we see the stars Let em tell us where we should start And I'm scared as hell Because there's no way to know how this goes But I can't help but say I promise to give you my all But it might break me (Break Me)

i really think this is where the boys start having some serious feelings for one another - whether they recognize they're romantic or otherwise i can't really say, and i think this is where they're beginning to trust and lean on each other a little more. the lyrics of this song are just chef's kiss. neither of them knows how this is going to go, how it might hurt them, and they're both just scared young adults trying their best.

Live Long and Prosper - Bonn Fields

as Sean argues with the police in his memories this plays. it's a haunting tune that really captures so much of what this scene is.

This is My Love - Daniel Pratt

oh holy shit. i had always wondered where this song plays and now that i know i am changed. i can never not know. oh it hurts, it's so good, it's so brilliant.

this song plays as Sean gives White the candy to replace the taste of the bitterant. we don't hear any of the lyrics but Sean's actions really replace the lyrics in their own way. (i'm having shrimp emotions @timetoboldlygo !!!) {i do think this might be a religious song btw, but we can ignore that part of the song bc i said so}

Tender and kind, built over time This is my love for you Steady and pure, patient and sure This is my love for you

BECAUSE THAT'S HOW SEAN SHOWS LOVE!! HE CARES AND HE'S KIND AND TENDER AND -- OH I'M NOT OKAY, SEAN IS SHOWING HIS LOVE

when Sean and White are arguing and Sean asks White to give him some encouragement we get another appearance from Flares by Life in Colour

Dylan Thomas/Bitter Bitter - The Duke of Norfolk

i'm coming UNGLUED IN THE SERVER. this song plays as Gram confesses to Yok that he has felt love. "You're always with Black. You don't have time for anyone else."

Heavy the rain doth pour and heavy the tongue. The light does miss the forested face. Bitter, bitter the pendulum swung Bitter, bitter the pendulum swung Open the sky for me and cut out the heart the fruit does spoil the children’s laughter Bitter, bitter the blackest of arts ‘Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright’ the sun does try despite the shadow Bitter, bitter ‘the dying of the light’ Bitter, bitter the dagger in the fight

oh i'm peeling apart at my seams. like, yes, sure, this could apply to Gram's feelings for Eugene but for it to be playing when Yok mentions Black???

the sun does try despite the shadow Bitter, bitter ‘the dying of the light’

is.. is Gram the sun? he tries despite the fact that the shadow (Black) never looks at him? he's bitter because the light, his feelings, are dying in his chest? hmm?? MAYHAPS? (im probably just seeing what i want to see but FUCK YOU FOR MAKING THIS SONG PLAY its one of my favorites)

Chaos at the Spaceship - Out of Flux

the perfect song title for the iconic scene of Yok brandishing the flares. that moment is really just one of the moments of all time in this show, an absolute favorite, and absolutely pure chaos.

I'll Understand - Roza

one of the best choices lyric wise in this entire show, in my opinion. as Sean is choking White and walks away from him (in the next episode) this song plays with it's apt lyrics.

The end of the world at the palm of my hand When it all goes to hell, will you still be my friend? My face to the sea and my back to the land If you can’t come with me I’ll understand

the pain is unending and forever. i don't think i need to even say anything about how these lyrics tie in with the scene, it's pretty clear. OUCH.

alright thats all i have in me for tonight but i love you and im smooching you all

[stylesloveclub]

"sugar daddy h who teases u and makes u beg bc it inflates his ego to see u so desperate to just have him inside of u??? who calls u a dumb little baby bc ur crying over not getting fucked even tho u already came 5 times???" LITERALLY GET OUT OF MY HEAD THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN UR MY CONCEPT TWIN FLAME FR YES LET'S TALK ALWAYS

AND UR THE INSANE ONE hello do not talk about sugar daddy h chokin u so casually... like js on the couch watching a movie and the next thing u know ur in his lap with his mouth on urs and his hand around ur throat so he can control the pace and uh oh ur floating 🤭 OOOOOH OR OR OR when he's taking u shopping and the big scary wearing-all-black security are tailing behind u guys, their arms already filled with different bags, but ur looking thru a window at this pretty pair of earrings with a necklace to match and "s'rlly pretty daddy, don't u think?" and ofc h nods and takes u inside and while ur waiting for a sales associate to attend to u he's got ur back to his chest with one arm wrapped around ur waist and the other around ur neck??? like his bicep is fully lodged under ur chin and he's like eyeing other jewlery he might want to gift u and a friend or family member meanwhile ur literally fucking dying bc HOW TF COULD U NOT???

me thinks... mayhaps... s*ze k*nk rjeunhrgiojri. could u imagine js getting CRUSHED under the weight of all his muscle and softness with his c*ck stuffin u full and keepin u plugged w his c*me and omg somebody stop me (i want him to breed me).

-t*mmy r*ding anon 😵‍💫

daddy h is soooo overwhelming bc he could be so innocent and sweet one sec and then absolutely filthy the next. .... bc like u guys were literally jsut sitting there and then all of a sudden he decides he wants to be kissing u so he just flips u around and sits u on his lap and pulls u to him by the throat and starts kissing u :( like w his tongue in ur mouth and he's biting ur lips and ofc u let out a shocked squeak at first but then u want more bc :( u love kissing him :( but his hand at ur throat is keeping u in check so that he can control the kiss and u lift up ur hands to hold the wrist of the hand choking u .... n it's just him kissing u while u take it and try to keep up and not lose ur breath .... whimpering and trying to get closer but he wont let u and is doing all the work :(

AND HIM JUST CASUALLLLLLYYY WRAPPING AN ARM AROUND UR NECK like ugh he doesn't even realize what it's doing to u but all ur thinking in ur head is how strong and muscular his bigeps are and how u want him to squeeze a lil harder and maybe also start kissing u and how u wouldn't mind it if he started fucking u right here and now but for him he literally is just wrapping an arm arond u :(((

and i feel like u guys already KNOW my weaknesses r ofc like soft dom daddy and ..... s*ze k*nk . like they r my two favs ..... him on top of u and u are so overhwlmed by him like ur holding onto his biceps and ur legs are wrapped around him and he's so big on top of u like his shoulders r so broad he's like covering u w his body and also hes so firm and meaty everywhere but also so soft and gentle and the same time and he's giving u soft kisses on ur face while thrusting into u ;( n daddy h is so into cumming inside of u and pushing it back in and keeping u stuffed :( he also loves cockwarming:( and he likes seeing u stretch around his cock bc hes too big for u :(

[i-did-not-mean-to]

Wedding + Sleep Intimacy

Ah, my dearest...

I am sorry, this might have turned out sadder than expected or intended!

Prompts: Wedding + Sleep Intimacy

Pairing: Maedhros x Fingon

Requester: MoonLord

Words: 1 140

Warnings: Sadness, reference to anal penetration, cockwarming, wedding according to LACE

Findekáno was trembling with anger and anxiety as he jumped off the back of his horse with much less elegance than he’d usually display.

How his sister would have laughed at him, had she seen him struggling to perform so mundane a task!

Once upon a time, he had leapt off galloping steeds, cheering loudly.

Once upon a time, he had not yet known fear and deprivation.

Once upon a time, the endless ice—devouring love and life voraciously—had been but an infrequent, blurry nightmare.

Once upon a time, that motionless statue of white marble had been his kinsman, his one true love, his guiding star.

He bowed low, forgetting for a second that—before coming here to stare at the cold, ragged plain—Nelyafinwë Maitimo had renounced his father’s crown and claim to an accursed throne.

“My prince,” the other greeted in a rough voice and folded like a sheet of paper.

He looks like a falling tree, Findekáno thought distractedly and shivered once more. The mere thought of dying leaves and the ensuing darkness haunted him, and he banished the gruesome image from his mind forcefully.

“How have you been?” he asked as he followed his host into the fortress, wondering what name he’d call one whom he had loved so desperately henceforth.

“I am well—I owe you my gratitude,” the Lord of Himring replied calmly. “For oh-so-many things, but not least for that stubborn flicker of life that remains within this marred flesh. May you not live to regret your generosity.”

“So, you’d have me die?” Findekáno stopped on the topmost step of the flight of stairs that led to his half-cousin’s sitting room.

A shadow of utter horror and terrible premonition rippled across the still-gaunt face of the most handsome of Finwë’s descendants, at least in Findekáno’s humble opinion.

“Maybe,” the tall redhead then conceded. “Indeed, mayhap I’d prefer to know you safely in Námo’s care rather than to have you witness my ultimate fall. We now both know that you’d not put me down. Not even mercy—for me or for those you’d save—would overcome your indomitable hope.”

Findekáno knew not what to reply to that, so he kept his peace and let himself be charmed into accepting a seat by the fire and a light repast that was consumed in companionable silence.

“I’m glad to find you in good spirits,” he finally spoke up. “I was worried about you still.”

“I am your elder,” the other chuckled. “You have no reason to fret about me so.”

You have not seen yourself, Findekáno’s eyes pleaded mutely. You did not sit by your bedside, crying with fatigue and despair as the one you loved more than your own lifeblood languished in the throes of a devastating fever. No, you have not betrayed your upbringing, your family, and your loyalties by fervently praying to the Valar who have abandoned us for your inaccessible, forbidden lover to live.

“Do I not, Russo? Can you sit there, lordly and one-handed, and look me in the eye while so callously denying what you know to be the truth?”

Ire dispelled the fog of nascent tears in Findekáno’s eyes, which made the ghost of a better time facing him smile wistfully.

“You’d call me that still? Many things have died in a storm of fire and a desert of ice, haven’t they?”

“Not I. Not you. Not this,” Findekáno insisted stubbornly. Bold and brazen, he reached out to cradle the remaining hand—bony and white but still strong—of the one he hated with all the fervour of disappointed love in his own. “Or have you lost more than you admitted?”

A wry, raspy bark escaped Nelyafinwë’s bloodless lips. “They’ve taken everything,” he confessed. “My pride, my autonomy, the integrity of my body and mind…but not you, not this.”

Shaking himself as if casting off a noxious trance, the ghost of sweet Russandol melted from the hard, angular face of Nelyafinwë—uncrowned, dispossessed, desolate—like nocturnal frost thawing under the glare of the morning sun.

“You must be tired after your long ride. Come, I shall show you to the guest room I’ve had readied.”

“A guest room? Far away from your own quarters, I suppose?” Findekáno hated how hurt and petulant he sounded, but he couldn’t keep the heat of shame and indignation from flooding his embarrassingly honest, open face.

“Would you prefer to sleep in my cold bed? Next to the one who’s deserted you? Would you seek comfort against the skin you’ve seen chafed and lacerated? Do you yearn for nightmares so?”

“I would,” Findekáno all but screamed at the mask of mockery beneath which he could glimpse the true extent of his Russo’s vulnerability and fear. “For then I could wake up and kiss your face, knowing that my mind is merely playing tricks on me, and you are well.”

“So be it then,” Nelyafinwë agreed and changed his course without further comment.

“I should have married you,” Findekáno whispered breathlessly when the candles had been snuffed out and only darkness remained in the lonely, empty, cold room. “Everyone who might have objected is dead, and—truth be told—I would have preferred their anger and disdain to their absence. Wouldn’t you have?”

“If anything,” the effectively orphaned firstborn of Fëanáro said, “I would have wedded you, stealing you away from all the hopeful maidens.”

Findekáno could feel the living warmth pressing against his back, and his whole consciousness inexorably zeroed in on the pulsating need that arose from their unexpected but healing intimacy.

“Do you—”

A vial was handed over to him wordlessly, and he spread it across burning skin without hesitation before tugging the much—too—light frame of his half-cousin on top of him.

“Finno! We’ve never—you cannot—”

“We have nothing left to lose,” Findekáno replied as he guided the engorged member he had caressed and kissed so many times under Telperion’s light to nudge against his tight, clenching opening. “Come back to me, Russo, and—this time—stay!”

Time ceased to matter or even exist as the one who had been lost for so long slowly pushed into the home he had always denied himself, only to still as soon as he was fully sheathed.

Two souls caught fire, the light of dead trees and forsaken blessings surging through them and intertwining them with incandescent finality.

In the obscurity of shame and lingering resentment, surrounded by cold walls and underscored by a howling snowstorm, they became one—against all odds and despite the burdens of the past.

“Let’s stay like that,” Nelyafinwë whispered breathlessly, looking down in amazement at Findekáno’s luminous gaze.

“Indeed,” the plucky prince agreed, locking his ankles around the narrow waist of his lover. “There shall be no nightmares plaguing me tonight, husband mine.”

@fellowshipofthefics Eh, the wheel spins on and on!

Lots of love from me!

-> 🌟Masterlist 🌟

[sadiecoocoo]

I just watched Godspeed and omfg. I’m close to tears. The beginning scene with iris looking at June and her kid, the way that it dragged on and led to iris’ decision to stay on whatever planet (I’m guessing a version of earth) was dying.

The house that Iris found the message that said “we existed,” the way she added her name to the other’s! The fact that she started worrying if anyone would remember her!

The hope that she got when she heard Ryan’s message, the way that she had to leave June almost made me cry.

THE FACT THAT AVOCATO SHOWED UP (ur fooling no one with this “king slayer” bs) AND THE FACT THAT THE SHIP’S AI WAS LITERALLY HUE

THE COOKIE ON THE GROUND. THE “bunches and bunches.” THE FUCKING EVERYTHING

I have a theory also, bowy (idk if that’s how you spell his name and I couldn’t hear it very well either lol) I think has the same VA as Gary (pretty sure it was Olan Rogers that voiced Gary I can’t remember)… and a very similar personality and we have no idea where he came from… so he mayhaps be a kind of ai that someone made to be a lot like Gary for Iris, but it doesn’t seem like he is Gary cuz he didn’t know who avocato was

I also rlly love bowy, and post apocalyptic animated shows and books, by far the best genre (*cough cough* Maze Runner *cough cough*)! Tho idk how I really feel abt it basically being a (unofficial cuz it would be kinda illegal, but like fuck the law Rogers should be able to continue final space) sequel to Final Space cuz I just don’t rlly trust sequels that much cuz if bad experiences with them (Star Wars 😔). Also I dont want to think abt the fact that a lot of the characters may be dead… also I’m worried abt how little Cato (or a character like him) wasn’t with “king slayer”

@colormehazelnut

[alicenpai]

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anime north 2023 con report

finally posting this - thank you to everyone for a wonderful anime north!! \o/ this con prep season was the longest ive ever prepped for a con, and i think it was the busiest con for me ever. it makes me so happy to see people taking my art home!! 😭

so thank you for coming by anime north and chatting and supporting me! and thank you esp to the people who came by gifting their own merch?!??? - either fanart or ocs?! and im honored to see your beautiful ocs?!?? what the hell you guys are the GOAT thank you all 🥹🥹

it was so busy that i wish i had time to walk around & talk to other artists! i really wanted to get dango and onigiri at the delta too.. didnt really get time to eat so im sorry if you saw me shove 10 timbits in my mouth at the end of the con. yes i really did that .

throughout the con i kept saying "he just like me.. HE JUST LIKE ME FR!!!!!!!" every 5 seconds like an NPC. im sorry if you had to hear that more than once.

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i wasn't able to post my con catalogue for AN on tumblr and instagram... i was so busy.. dying... maybe if i do other cons this summer ill post something similar. i had a lot of new stuff this year so formatting it was rough haha. here it is! more thoughts under the cut (bc this report really is more for me, but maybe someone can find something useful)

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this is more for me honestly, so it will be really long. but i'm sharing it in case it may be helpful for others. i find that i'm always looking back at my old con reports, so typing out all of my thoughts are really useful to me. overall a great con, fellow artists and customers alike really inspire me to do better in my art.

comparisons to last year: (since i didn't end up making a con report last year!!!!!)

location: the artist alley layout was huge, and im really happy there are a lot more newcomers to the con scene. i know how much my first con experience meant to me, so i want others to join in on the fun! i don't know how the artist alley staff managed to fit so many artists in the building now! we got placed in a corner where there was a lot of breathing room, and a lot of traffic. i got lost a few times (didn't actually have time to walk around, but you know, it was to get in and out of the con centre and to the washroom/water station) because the amount of tables was overwhelming however, and the layout was super confusing. however i didn't feel as if there were any significant bottlenecks in traffic when i was taking some walk breaks.

commissions: last year it was still busy, but i still had some time to draw a handful of commissions. this year was a non stop barrage of customers! i think i may retire on the spot commissions at cons, just because ive always found it too stressful to draw right at the con, even if the traffic is slow. (and im lazy)

fandoms: last year i felt that it was... never so difficult to sell niche and old fandoms...? most people bought primarily 3 things from me at AN 2022, and not much else was touched. it was a struggle, and i even wondered if my art plateaued, if it wasn't good, if i should stop doing conventions altogether, at least for a little while. this year was so surprising with how much love there was for old and niche fandoms. two people from quebec came by and noticed the old fandoms and mentioned that if i was able to come to otakuthon, i should, people in mtl love nostalgia.. i'm gonna be honest otakuthon was pretty bad expenses-wise for me, but i heard it picked up since cons came back in 2022. it is a really beautiful city so mayhaps.. i will come for miss montreal.................

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and a separate section on the new merch i made:

the new sticker sheets i printed (one piece, baccano, breaking bad/better call saul) did so well! nts to add luffys scar bc apparently i forgot... ive seen this dumbass's face for hundreds of eps and yet i still forgot .

these are a far cry to the sticker sheets i designed in previous years. many sticker places restrict you on how many stickers you can place on a sheet due to spacing requirements... the more stickers you have + the closer they are, the higher the margin of error, which i understand is why many professional sticker printers have these restrictions in place.

the artists i worked with for my AN stickers are so genuinely nice and accommodating with my requests. I just went wild haha. the sheets with the most stickers are brba/bcs at 27 stickers and one piece at 32 stickers.

2021 (top) vs 2023 (bottom), the chara stickers on the new sheet are larger & 2x as many item stickers! the new design makes greater use of the space. my octopath 1 stickers are meant for planners but you could use it for anything!

in 2017 i could only realistically fit 6 ish stickers on a sheet (for vinyl, not cricut home printing) due to printing restrictions. these costed about $3.30 CAD per sheet from s/ticker/mule (not worth it for the price point AT ALL... but i wanted to try sheets for the first time)... and yes it's a tiny 4x7 as well. it was a hard sell for $7 in 2017. but im glad artists have been pricing them a bit higher + sheets have become much more customizable.

now on to charms:

i am so obsessed with this borderless charm look on the new charms... they look like candy... thank you guys for loving my new charms!! i tried out a new technique with designing charms. and im so happy with how they turned out. the charm manu was super accommodating and they are so much better than vograce who fucked up my order so bad in 2022 🤡👍

the soul eater charms from last year were kind of a precursor to this. last year i tried something a bit different than my usual with the transparent bgs, which require full bleed in the file setup, and that was already pretty new for me. i find that charm sales are usually pretty mid for me, so during the pandemic i took a soft break from making them, and i wanted to do research based on others' designs and really tried to improve my design sense. to me i want to design charms that aren't just a flat piece of artwork that gets printed, but something that utilizes the capabilities of the acrylic material it gets printed on 🤔

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fandoms/merch types i want to try next time i table:

more soul eater? it's one of my favourite animes and im very happy for the soul eater love this year. my partner kept selling out of her soul eater prints even though it was her first time tabling!

fma! ive been rereading AND rewatching it lately. it's one of my top 5 anime of all time so me drawing anything for it is a struggle, the bar is set so high. i never end up having the time or ideas to draw anything for it (and the aesthetics are very different from my usual taste)

shadows house has been one of my favorites recently!

dungeon meshi, the print i made was back in 2018 and i think it's time to retire it! it sold out at AN, thank you! with the way the story has developed in the last 5 years, i really want to draw something new for it if i can.

blue period needs more love!

golden kamuy.....

and many more.....

i also want to try mini prints maybe...

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administrative stuff:

next time before the con, i definitely need an organized chart i print out before the con so im not.. literally writing down each transaction... 🧍‍♀️

clamps...?

possibly new display? grids even with plastic panels are heavy... and they can be a pain to put up. this AN we had our neighbors and good friends @nappotuna & @stripeyworm helping us put the grids up, they did an absolute speedy banger job! but it might have taken way longer without 4 hands on the grid work.

if we had used tape to hold our prints up as well who knows how long it would have taken. we used magnets, apparently a lot of people were using them at TCAF. they were so easy to put up and adjustable. *jesse pinkman voice* MAGNETS, BITCH!!!!!!!

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merch i may shelve/do less of:

i really appreciate when artists talk about these kind of things behind the scenes... when products do well, when others dont, products w surprising responses, the factors that we think affect sales... the hard truth is that not everything sells, just bc the art is good =/= good sales, etc etc.

lately ive found it so fun to design sticker sheets over individual die cut stickers!! i understand now why some people only specialize in stickers!! it's also such a pain to stock individual characters and have greatly varying levels, bc of customer interest, and bc of how printing stickers works, you often get extras of random characters due to overflow 😭.. like at some point I had 7 jeannes and like only 1 of the other vnc charas bc the printer had so many extras and she's arguably less popular HDHFJSJHDJS anyways, i think i'll probably do less die cut individual stickers for my next con...

anything old that i only have 1 or a few copies left (meaning i won't reprint) i may not have for display anymore bc of space concerns... before my next con ill just post them on social media to have people claim them!

i may want to do less 3" charms in the future...? theyre a hard sell online prob bc i cant really do deals (i could but id have to be checking the stock every few hours which is not ideal), but they do a lot better in person due to deals.

it's been fun to try specialty products (I've tried scrunchies, stamps, pouches, microfiber cloths, coasters, enamel pins), but i... find they dont sell well for me... maybe my art doesnt have that wide mainstream nostalgic merch type appeal idk... maybe im just not good at designing or advertising them wahahaha. (specialty charms are still charms and i wouldn't necessary consider them a part of this)

my jojo buttons were really popular at anime north 2019 and fan expo 2019, but when the part 5 anime concluded, i noticed that interest for the interest completely moved on 😭 (or it's possible that everyone who was interested bought the buttons already?). part 6 anime didn't rejuvenate the same level of interest. it was a struggle to sell even more than a handful of these at each AN 2022 and 2023. right now they're taking up a lot of space in my con luggage that i'd prefer for newer, better art. i still love the art i did, but unfortunately, i think ill give them a go if i get into otakuthon (and maybe fanexpo too), then it'll be time to retire the jojo buttons. sometimes fandoms come and go so fast, and it's difficult to keep old merch around when they don't have any more interest and when they're occupying a lot of space.

my banana fish lollipop charms do not sell well, and i only sold 5 of them in a 3 year period, across cons and my shop. i created a bargain bin at AN, and it really helped me get rid of old things! unfortunately even in the bargain bin i could not sell a single one of the banana fish charms. maybe it's the art that's not appealing, the characters aren't recognizable, the price point for a lollipop charm was too high, i wasn't hitting the right audience, the market was slow around the time, even when it was included in my promo post... etc. these lollipops were my first time making specialty charms. unfortunately i think that's the last time making lollipop charms, and about time to recycle these charms, so that i have space for fresher and better art!

other thoughts moving on:

maybe go back to simplifying my art a lot more... if i keep making drawings like my great ace attorney tarot + zine, witch hat atelier print, and pandora hearts print, then id not only take 1 month per illustration, id also be destroying my arm 😭 i stopped stylizing my art in 2021 bc i found that my art was getting sloppy in 2020 + i was really struggling in life drawing in school. i needed to buckle down and be more conscientious when drawing poses, learning anatomy and structure... and bc getting back into anime in 2021 really helped me cope with the isolation of the lockdown, so that had a huge influence on my style. but bc of that i think it just took longer and longer to make illustrations and that's something i no longer really wish for.

i really like the period of my art in 2017 with a lot of my persona 4/5 art bc it still has structure even though it's simplified... and the style in my zelda icon... mayhaps experiment a bit more this summer if i can...

[nerdyenby]

DR pt2 reactions (spoilers)

Episode 11

Opening scene hypeeeeeee!!!!! Love seeing them all work together, there’s definitely been a soft timeskip with Arin and Sora’s costume upgrades and how well they fit together

Lloyd’s handling Wyldfyre pretty well, respecting her boundaries while making sure she feels welcome anytime

Ray and Maya!!! Are they alive lol? Will we ever find out??

“The monastery works best when everything is in its proper place” *cue explosion*

Not listening to Zane is the cause of 85% of problems in this show

Kai and Wyldfyre’s rivalry is everything, actually

I will never stop gawking at the new animation, it’s so beautiful ;-;

Yayyyyyyy propaganda /s

Aye, Sora’s parents!!!! Seems like they’re having doubts mayhaps

Keep questioning authority kids, you’re getting there

Kids get it done!!!

I am begging all the water, fire/heat, and ice elementals to practice some critical thinking and remember that ghosts cannot touch water

The delivery on Nya’s “Whaaaaaat?!??” was so good lmao

“Eh, it never came up” LMAOOOOOOO he was so deadpan I’m dying

“How hard can it be?” Arin I stg why would you say that

Frohicky!!!!!!!

Lloyd is so awkward I love him

Arin and Sora having a handshake <333

Episode 12

We love a villain whose pride is 90% of the reason they fail

If they start deadnaming Sora I’m gonna throw hands

I was so ready for them to confirm Kai’s age, should’ve known better tbh

Lloyd is such a good mentor, I could cry

They’re playing catch :((

Lloyd’s little “that was the last of our dinner plates” lmao

Has the Bounty actually operated as a ship before? In the course of the show?? Kinda love that they’re treating her like an actual boat now

Merlopians!!!!!

GAY PEOPLE!!!!!!!

Revolution counter: 1

That was so funny and for what

If they make it through this episode without mentioning Bentho I will be so sad

WAIT is the crab controlling the merlopians instead of the other way around????

CALLED IT

So glad the merlopians aren’t the bad guys here

Episode 13

Kai isn’t handling not being the most unpredictable person in the group very well

Kai’s girlbossing his way through life, as he should

Zane being down to drink motor oil but not fly juice is so valid tbh

Frohickey and Zane’s dynamic is so silly I love them

Zane you literally have a human disguise lol, kinda love him being comfortable enough with who he is that he prefers to stay as a nindroid even in disguise tho

Is that his detective costume from prime empire???? Now I’m thinking about what the ninja’s closets look like

Wyldfyre causing problems on purpose my beloved, she’s such a menace, I love her

I’m really enjoying seeing all the seemingly forgotten species come back, have we seen these skeleton people since season 1??

“Ninjasplaining” IM DEAD

The lavatides have such fun character designs

How did the other realms know about the ninja before the merge? Like it makes sense, but how about the practicality of it??

“Ok this is just getting silly” this show makes me so happy you guys

Zane has a holiday, as he deserves!!

So ready to watch Zane lose a Zane lookalike contest, surely nothing could go awry

GULCH :D

Challenging Kai with a character even more headstrong and proud then him is such a good move, it provides so many opportunities to showcase how much he’s grown

Poor Zane, this man does not need another ship of Theseus crisis

Damn, I’m kinda emo over this message

LIGHTNING??!???!?

Episode 14

I miss Pixal so bad, man

Frohickey’s trying so hard, I would die for him

Sora honey, I love you but please check that cognitive dissonance, the things going wrong are not your fault, none of it is your fault.

This show’s comedic timing is everything, I never get tired of it

Fat rip to Clutch’s book, no brobrogoogoo today :(

“Long before the Merge, Djinnjago was destroyed” Nya, are you not gonna mention that you were the one to destroy it???????

“Bad news first: our mission was a failure, also we have no good news” Sora is so fucking funny you guys

Frohickey is having such a rough time, poor guy

Nya having a lightning dragon can be so personal

Sora the dragon’s name is Zanth!!!!! Best resolution to the “other Sora” thread imo

I love this guys attitude so much lol

Confirmation that Riyu’s a special lil guy <3

The depressed icon we never knew we needed

Arrakore my beloved

Zane and Frohickey’s friendship is so precious

Episode 15

I like how Kai and Wyldfyre didn’t have a specific moment of “oh hey you don’t suck” its just “we’re too similar and it’s kinda annoying but you’re cool sometimes”

Why didn’t we get to see Arrakore’s song :((

Nya’s being so chill with Arrakore being djinn, obviously he has nothing to do with Nadakhan but it’s still nice, he also seems massively less racist so that’s good

Nya’s dragon finally has a name, Jiro my beloved :))

Arin infodumping and Lloyd just “mhm-ing” my beloved

Asking nicely always works, apparently

I entirely forgot about Rapton lmao

Is it Cole time??? I want it to be Cole time

*motivational music* “all life is important” “… but that’s Rapton 🤨” I love Arin

HEATWAVE TO THE RESCUE!!!! Though where has he been up til now??

Lloyd being like “yeah sure, how impossible can it be?” and being entirely justified is the most him thing ever

COLE TIMEEEEEE HELL YEAHH!!!!!!!!

Episode 16

Cole and Nya hug <3333

Someone other than Zane mentioned Pix, a day for the history books

Glad to see Cole’s as OP as ever lmao

Oh they’re so gay

I didn’t even think about that, it’s so fascinating that the earth is unsettled by everything that’s happened

That’s so sad what the hell, so in character for Cole to just adopt a buncha orphans tho

WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK IM SO ABNORMAL ABOUT THIS

Sora I love you but that is the worst possible way to phrase that

Kai talking about the importance of other ways of helping and how combat isn’t everything and showing Wyldfyre a healing technique :(( I’ve been rewatching s1 and he’s come so far

Geo :(( things are better now, but change didn’t come soon enough for him and now he’s Lost

Borg mention!!!!!!

Also I love having a reference point for Sora and Nya’s skillsets, it’s also just so heartwarming to see adults who are wholly supportive and unafraid of younger people being better than them

Cole is so out of the loop lmao

Zanth :0

Oh you bitch

Cole and Geo are so in love :(

Episode 17

I entirely forgot about this plot point lol

Oh this is so dystopian

Kai in a mentor role means everything to me

They’re actually addressing Kai’s grief??? Hell yeah, fucking finally /lh

Alright, betting time: Jay or Pixal?

Lloyd and Arin are so silly, I love them

Zane???!?!!?!

Zane really just sat in that office, huh (/ref but it’s so vague I’d be shocked if anyone got it)

It’s a part of the realm of madness oh my goodness that’s hilarious

“Are they safe for people?” “No” *proceeds to shove them both in there*

Zane had way too much fun with that superhero landing lol

JAYYYYYYYYYY HOLY SHIT ITS JAY NINJAGO!!!!!!!

Zane is having so much fun this episode, he’s just getting shit done and looking great doing it

So we’re not getting Jay back yet? Rip

Zane is so polite what the heck

Episode 18

So Wyldness confirmed to be the same realm as Imperium???

Is Beatrix gonna have the same origin story as Kalmaar??

Nya and Cole’s friendship is so tender and caring, they’re besties your honor

LaRow trash talking Rapton to his face lmao

Rapton redemption arc!??!????!

It’s so interesting seeing the backstory of Ras and Beatriz’s alliance after it’s already fallen apart

Wyldfyre did not need to be told twice lmao

THAT ACTION SEQUENCE HELLOOOO?!????? THEY WERE THROWING AROUND THOSE GUARDS LIKE A FUCKING VOLLEYBALL

From a psychological perspective, Beatrix is fascinating

Revolution counter: 2!!!!!!!

Episode 19

Lloyd letting Kai take point on wrangling Wyldfyre only for Kai to immediately match her energy my beloved

“You have no idea how foolish some of us can be!!” Pffff “-no offense Lloyd” PFFFFFFF

Interesting to go the “non bender revolution” route considering how few elemental masters there are compared to avatar where benders are a vast majority, but it’s a villain whose power hungry so makes sense and I’m entirely down

The quips this episode are impeccable

They built an hq??? Hasn’t it only been a week or two??

So much is interconnected in this season I’m kinda not following some of it, but I love it

Percival monologue going off!!!!!!

Sora main character fr fr

Kai and Wyldfyre are everything

Kinda iconic that Nya just hasn’t mentioned that she found Cole lol

That scene with the guard was so good!!!! The suspense and the realization of just how deep the resistance runs…. It’s such a good moment

Love that as soon as Kai has Wyldfyre even slightly reined in he’s down to let loose and make messes with her, as long as it’s for a good cause lol

That extra delivered with that cry holyyy

Heck yeah Rapton redemption :D

Rapton out here with the guardians of the galaxy motivation and I’m loving it

The fight choreography in this show never ceases to amaze me, holy crap

Sora’s speech goes so hard, I’m tearing up

Finally got confirmation the og ninja are in their twenties, thank god

One thing about Nya is that she will never pass up an opportunity to call her brother stupid

Episode 20

Rapton calling Dorama a “washed up clown” is everything I never knew I needed lmao

The stakes are staking

The glitch effect??? Hello spiderverse!!!

The platonic love on display this season is killing me, they all care about each other sm :((

That Rapton Nya interaction was so good and for what

Sora’s parents >:(

Deadnaming their kid and guilt tripping her saying she “abandoned you,” damn Sora’s response is so fucking cathartic as a trans person with unaccepting parents

I’m just here for the ride and having a great time

Frohickey!!!!!!!!!

Lloyd doing ye ole Chosen One things, as he should

Kai and Wyldfyre hug <3333

Dragon heritage mention???? Mayhaps???????

That was cryptic, cool though

Lloyd sees so much of himself in these kids 😭😭😭

Jordana boutta get the Harumi treatment fr

[definitelynotshouting]

Screaming, crying, dying inside, aaaaaaaaaa the Pearl and Grian convo was so BAD, HELPPPP

I mean, it was good in the sense that you wrote it masterfully, but IT'S A MESS omg

You're right, you did make it worse than Mumbo and Grian argument, dear heavens aboveeeee

I just wanna pick all of the characters in the fic by the scruff of their neck, like a bunch of kittens, and give 'em a lil shake. Just a lil. Hopefully enough to knock some sense into them, just enough to make them realise... I dunno, the value of trust and open communication? Mayhaps?

They all have so much emotional baggage, they end up (metaphorically) tripping over the suitcases on the floor, smh

~🌠

PS On a more personal note, congrats on getting your dream job!!! I hope you love it there ^.^

(Also, I too had a BNHA phase a few years back, so it amuses me greatly to know that you decided to get an editor job bcuz of being a beta-reader for a fic from that fandom lol/pos)

STAR ANON HELLO!!!! :D

Oh my gods yeah the Pearl+Grian convo is a wreck fr, they are both so fucked up and im really glad people found the dynamic and behavior i portrayed with them to be interesting and like, smth that hit really well. Truly, just writing that convo felt like continually getting hit in the face with a spiked baseball bat; i cant even begin to imagine what that was like as a reader 💀💀💀💀💀

Thank you so much for the congratulations!!! Waking up to that email was like the world's best glitter bomb to the face AKDNAKDJKSKS i was so excited and shocked. And YEAH absolutely buckwild that bnha got me into the editing profession. I never wouldve guessed that bnha fanfic would lead to an entire career for me 😂😂😂😂😂

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final episode

nice haircut

GIRL???????????

EHAT A FAKEOUT !!

did he smile when he saw jayce? should i kill myself?

do love the strange slow build we've had for two seasons for Viktor to be our bad guy. literally Mr "wait-this-isnt-my-bedroom" goofy-ass mfer is The Final Villain. Crazy

tis a shame ambessa is so hot while she literally massacres my boys

wait if the hexgates close don't the weapons stop working ?

oh maddies for sure dying

This Is Just Like In Hit Mutiplayer Video Game. Overwatch

AMBESSAS ALWAYS HERE WITH A CUNTY ENTRANCE

ohhh no maddie's betrayingggggg okay that was my second guess

"professional entanglement"? maam you've got a ho in literally every room

and all bc she didn't pick you Maddie. shame.

LMAO

YEAH JINX BABY PROTAGONIST OF THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!

think perhaps cracking that egg may not have been the best plan

WOAHHHHHHHHHHHHH. VIKTOR????

okay the jumpscare got me

NOT SEVIKA!!!!!!

it's giving end of dragon age 2. to me (<- is obsessed with dragon age 2)

caitlyn mayhap don't hand to hand with the woman that uhhh taught you hand to hand

caitlyn and mel I've dreamed of these days 😍

its always the bloody eye shots isn't it

OOOH THE BLACK ROSE

awkies for these soldiers fr

rip to a milf :((

EKKO ARE YOU ALIVE????!???? EKKO

the girls look sooooooo good

aw they're floating again :'(((((

ooh yeah a Lil zero g action letsgo

oh wait hey that's what jayce saw would happen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! in a way he kind of made it so didn't he??

oooh machine herald viktor is supremely sexy sorry

YEAH EKKO BABY PROTAGONIST OF THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!

OHHHH MY GOD DONT DIE

cmon baby you're in there still

ohhhh baby i knew jt was viktor. his hozier-looking ass?

the music ohhhh my goddddddd

THEYRE FLOATING TOGETHER AGAINNNN

WHAT IF I KILLED MYSELF

WHAT IF

WHAT IF

OHHHHH MY GOD

IM CRYIGN

IM LIREGSLLY VRIGN

WHA T. IF I LOLLED MYSELFFFF

okay notes for the epilogue now I've stopped crying

sevika on the council as she should be (if it MUST exist)

nooo ekko :((

caitlyn looking for the map of the vents

caitlyn and vi at least we have this :'))

THE END?????????? FUCK ME

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₊ ˙ ⊹ . 𝓒𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒑𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. KAMISATO AYATO ₊ ˙ ⊹ .

₊ ˙ ⊹ . after failing your special shuumatsuban mission against the fatui, there’s nothing left for you but to admit your mistake and return to the kamisato estate. it’s required of you to face the impending punishment for not meeting the necessary perfectionism.

ৎ୭ — · · 2.6k ノ afab gn reader — sponsored through @ficsforgaza project ノ implied light torture. pain kink — reader is into this dynamic. spanking. fingering. edging. orgasm ruining. not in the spotlight but also mentioned — rope play. ayato is weirdly calm and talkative :3

You fucked up.

Yes, exactly. No need to sugarcoat or try to explain that it wasn’t as severe of a mistake. The worst that could have happened, in your humble opinion. Escaping alive seemed not a good outcome either, now that the entire plan was ruined; the whole operation stagnated because of your lack of professionalism.

Nibbled by guilt on your way back, you knew that what awaits you in the estate is nothing but a punishment. The Lord Commissioner may be merciful, but after messing up with Fatui, you truly wondered if dying by their hands wouldn’t be better than whatever was planned for your return by the head of the Kamisato clan himself.

The treatment was enough for you to forget how long you have been in the empty room, unsure if it’s still the house or somewhere else in case you wanted to scream for help. The fine wooden floors suggest nothing in particular. Could be anywhere, the secluded part of the residence, or maybe one of the summer houses, mayhaps even a rented place. Irrelevant, because you couldn’t remember how you got wrapped in all of this after your arrival.

So, how long has it been? An hour? Two? Not even one? Impossible to guess. Even more difficult to think when a beautifully carved-out handle of the sword presses so annoyingly to your clit, stiff and angled perfectly to hit you there despite your quivering legs trying to close in time — futile.

A strangled cry escapes your lips. It’s so troublesome to focus on anything but the arousal pulsing through your veins and the heavy scent of blooming camellias that lingers in the air, always following the graceful frame of the Yashiro Commissioner.

He is standing tall and beautiful before you, but his smile is nowhere to be seen. Serious face focused on disciplining his subordinate. The same face that looks down at you every time you kneel before him and slowly sink his cock into your mouth. A reward for being a good servant to the family.

It’s that kind of sternness. Observing your progress, scheduling special trainings, raising you as the shadow to act in his stead — and a good fuck from time to time. One that you don’t deserve right now, because you are a failure, a disgrace who failed a mission and survived only by chance, hoping that others complete the deal with the Fatui scum on their own.

You close your eyes, but the images of the ambush you’ve witnessed play in front of you nonetheless.

A scorching pain that does not soften — the opposite — when the handle of the sword taps between your legs again.

“Now, be so kind and remind me why we are doing this. I was certain we would be past this stage of our relationship after so many years. Tell me, am I wrong? Should we start again from scratch and you will learn to behave? Perhaps you will also remember how to speak.”

His tone is almost sweet, but it only makes you feel even more ashamed than before. A shame so intense it leaves your cheeks hot and wet, tears spilling on their own with no chance for you to stop them.

“My apologies. I know where I did fail. There is no need to— hngh… n-no need for— this… This is not necessary, m-my Lord… please…!”

Your Lord, as you weep, is persistent in circling the tip of the sheathed blade around your clit. It’s as safe as it can get, the blunt polished edge where he usually places his palm to hold the position, but no less brutal to treat you with that instead of his precise fingers or the most divine experience, now properly tucked in his pants so not even a bulge of arousal is visible on the white fabric.

You knew this was going to be bad when you had returned to the estate, yet there was nothing you could do. Standing before him, not by your own strength anymore, but by the ropes holding your body up along the tall wooden column, there was nothing you could have done, the fate inescapable.

Straining against the restraints doesn’t help at all. Even if you succeed, you’ll just fall to your knees on the floor, exposed and humiliated.

“I sincerely hoped there would be no reason for this treatment… Or perhaps I’ve been spoiling you too much? Was that the mistake I made?” He walks around you, unhurried.

You try to look back and follow his steps, but the thick ropes hold your wrists in place. A dull, but constant ache. The position you were put into spreads the same pain in your ankles and shoulders too, legs forced slightly open, enough for you to be compliant when your Lord decides what to do next.

“What I worry about is that if I continue using the same method, you will grow accustomed to it, even start to like it.” He circles you, a wounded prey within his reach. Even smiles whilst adjusting the leather gloves to fit his palms. “A pity to get rid of the beautiful knots already, but they were tied just to exhaust your limbs, specifically. Now, I fear, it’s the time to bring out something more substantial. Something with which you can truly learn from your mistakes… Ah, maybe even improve your endurance. The hard way, as we say.”

“M-my Lord, I’m sorry!”

“You’ll be, that I’m certain of.”

As if to mock your lack of energy, your Lord chooses to release you from the ropes and let you slide to your knees in front of him. For a second there, you evaluate the possibility of escape, but the blood running back to your legs turns into cramps and shivers, rendering you unable to stand or even move an inch.

A small mercy comes in the form of his gloved hand resting on your head. A gentle pat, like a dog, and warm praise.

“Don’t cry now. This is necessary for the sake of your future by my side. Don’t worry, I know your limits.”

Ethereal grace and cold expression on his face as he watches you weep before him. His trousers at last bear the outline of his cock to prove the arousal that you got him under such conditions. Or maybe just his own method to taunt you with what you won’t get this time.

He strokes through your hair, glides down the curve of your spine, following little wrinkles of the clothes that remained on your upper half — what cannot be said about your lower body.

Without further instructions, you push yourself forward to rest your face on the ground, the wood hard but gentle on your cheek. Arch your back so perfectly, present yourself for him, but it’s not enough for him to find a single word of praise at how eager you are. It’s expected of you to obey.

The anticipation ends when the finest leather of his glove reaches your ass, circles around it to elicit little goosebumps in the wake of his touch. Fingers run over the folds of your pussy, further and further down between your legs, too slow, but only because he knows the intense pleasure you’ll experience when he dips into you. Gladly imagining the juices from your wet cunt covering his hand. Alternatively, he’s just doing that to let you know, again, what will not be given to you this time.

The fleeting gentleness ends sharply with a precise swat on your ass. An immediate stinging pain fills the hollow where the flat of his palm struck your flesh and makes you gasp out. And cry.

Your Lord clicks his tongue in annoyance, and then a burdensome weight lands on your back, pressing you into the floor.

You don’t see him, but can smell him when he whispers in your ear.

“Now, now, why the agitation? I am not hurting you. I know well you used to find pleasure in worse pain. And I do not intend to cause you this much distress, simply because there’s a chance the reprimand will have the opposite effect. You wouldn’t want that, would you? For all my effort to go down the drain…”

He breathes out as if the mere thought of reminding you this exhausts him, but despite his words, he stays there, pressing down on you and rubbing the sore spot to ease the stinging sensation. Or tease it further. It is hard to tell.

And yet, you hear your own voice uttering back, “You are right… My apologies. I’ll try to endure it.”

“Good. That’s all I’m asking for.”

The second slap doesn’t come as a surprise. Nor the third. Neither the fourth. They all follow in succession, no rush, and with timid caresses in between, as if to amplify the contrast. Breathing hitched, sometimes twisting away from the weight of his palm on your ass — then scolded, made to present yourself properly again for the Commissioner himself.

He knows your limits, though, and knows what it takes to break you. So, there is no real reason to fear, right? Yet you shiver, and a cold sweat blooms on your skin like the morning dew. He would have been kind enough to make it painless, you hope.

Your Lord removes himself from your back to observe the results. To see the little ripples left behind after the impact. You keep still, trying to catch your breath, but also knowing that your entire silhouette pricks with needles of pain, thighs slick with the moisture leaking from between them.

“How easily your body betrays you…”

Another hit comes so hard you bite your lips not to cry out the most pathetic of mewls.

Instead of the usual, breaking the routine and not calming the flesh, his hand gracefully slides lower, between your cheeks. Pursuing. Invading. It is terrifying and makes your entire body flush hot when he does that, digits pushing against your hole. You never dare to disobey, though, merely whining as his fingertips press in, bluntly yet soft enough not to hurt. The smooth leather makes the little distance between yours and his skin unbearable, taking him further away from you despite his touch sneaking closer, a contradiction that feels like ice — because you cannot stand it, frustrated and hurting, on a brink of pleasure he denies you again.

But you stay still. Bite down the yearning bubbling at the high of your throat, clench around his glove as he presses in and almost breaches the first ring of muscles before pulling out completely away from your cunt.

If it wasn’t for another slap that sends you further into the floor, you’d wish to buckle your hips back, chasing the warmth of his palm. Ayato returns to gently kneading the abused flesh of your ass. The strokes linger longer each time, from the surface up to the cleft between your cheeks, drawing bolder circles that threaten to dip inside.

But no matter how far his hand travels, it always returns to your buttocks. Your skin is hot, sweaty, probably red from all the slaps and squeezing, a small, albeit recurring twinge of pain that spikes each time he lets his fingers slide lower and makes all your muscles tense from your impatience.

You wait for the next blow, but it doesn’t come. What comes instead is a lingering absence of touch. Ayato sits by your side on the floor, head resting in the palm of his hand as if bored.

“On your knees,” he says quietly. “Over my lap.”

Despite being strained, you know not to hesitate. Before the words could have finished escaping his lips, you scramble into position to rest your belly across his legs. His thighs are firm under your belly, his touch warm through the fabric of his pants as he caresses your back with one hand and the curves of your hips with the other.

You must say something, beg for forgiveness, praise him — whatever will grant you the easy way out, unaware that you’re already not thinking straight, because how else would you believe that the Yashiro Commissioner could soften by your pleas.

“I believe you have learnt your lesson,” he says, softer this time, “but just in case…”

“My Lord, I— I did… Ah!” You’re cut off by the touch — expecting another harsh swat — so tenderly reaching between your folds, calming the feverish skin with the cool of his fingertips.

“Hush now. Remember to obey.”

He takes his time to brush over the clit and gently spreads your labia before touching you again. This time not teasing at all. Ayato finds your hole easily and presses inside, sinking inside, deliberately slow, as if wanting to draw it out for as long as possible. Just two digits, but the fit is snug enough to make you shudder in both relief and agony. Finally, finally satiated, yet the granted mercy only deepens your desire, an endless hunger. You start writhing to get closer, albeit the hard cock under your belly only pulses from the attention you’re receiving and does not react to your needy little moans.

A different kind of exposure gets him aroused — not you, but the control he holds over you.

The tightness is eased by your own wetness that coats his fingers. Embarrassingly so, the trickle of fluids inevitably seeps down his wrist as well. The glove still remains on his hand, so all you can feel is the touch of fine leather against your walls, the gentle texture that glides through the moisture. Once again, seeking, invading, precise.

“There we go.”

“My Lord…! My apologies,” you cry, “I will not fail again. I swear it.”

“And I believe in you,” he breathes, barely audible.

His thumb returns to your clit before he pushes deeper inside, pressing so good that you shudder when a long-awaited release washes over you. Too quick and too abrupt, almost painful.

But just like a tidal wave, the pleasure passes as fast as it came, leaving you behind to quiver around his fingers while Ayato strokes your back soothingly. He does not pull out, instead keeps you in place with the stillness of his hand, and you do not dare move despite the settling disappointment that your orgasm got ruined. Your legs shake regardless.

“It’s… That’s all?” You ask, not pretentiously, not demanding, but full of broken hope and despairing, because it cannot be true that all that prolonged torture and tease, and care ends up like this. Like nothing. Like nothing at all.

Ayato sighs deeply, wiping his glove on your thighs. The wetness is sticky on your skin and immediately cold when he leans away to look at you.

“Yes, that is all. A punishment is a punishment. I do hope it won’t be necessary in the future.”

No reprimand follows after. Just a long look, pondering and attentive as always. He tilts his head to the side to assess the results.

“Come closer,” he says after a while.

So, you obey, parting your mouth wide to let him push the still gloved fingers past your teeth. He presses all the way down to your throat and then draws back so you can savour the sweet flavour of your own juices. Ayato holds his digits like that, resting on your tongue until saliva seeps past the corner of your mouth, so he may smear it across your lips.

“Pretty like that, aren’t you? If only you were working harder and completing your missions successfully so that, instead of sitting in this room, we could share my private bedroom. Alas…” He reaches to stroke your cheek, a sweet touch after all the pain. “Please, do not make me repeat myself ever again.”

₊ ˙ ⊹ . AUTHOR’S NOTE — i really hope this fic isn’t as messy as i think it is… i admit, i could work around the situation itself and flesh out the setting properly, but i didn’t really have enough creative juices within me at the time. i will also be grateful if you excuse me for writing ayato this way. i tried my best to highlight the weird side of his character, but… oh well :’3