#Enna x Y/N

[cadaver-moss]

Yes, she’s talking to YOU specifically :3

I mentioned making Enojadita x Y/N art on here and people seemed to like that, so here it is!

Also fun fact about what she’s drinking: it’s purely non-alcoholic mango nectar! Enojadita’s stomach has a tough time breaking that sorta stuff down when she ingests it without giving her immense stomach pain upon the first sip.

[wonsdoll]

LOVE ── KSN

김순우 ／⠀𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 reader ── fluff + non 𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑙 au ｡｡ sunoo debut on wonsdoll 🤔 i think so ! & in honor of my college applications officially being submitted. i’m growing up guys :,( !! ∿ ✦ more

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[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

FANTASY

Based off of this! post.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!reader Summary: you surprise Eddie by dressing up as an elven princess from Dnd. Warnings: 18+ SMUT kissing, fingering, unprotected PIV (please be safe out there), oral (f receiving), body worshipping, teasing, a little nipple play, orgasm denial A/N: I have played Dnd once in my life, I do not know everything about it so please correct me if I get anything wrong about it.

Eddie sat up in bed re-reading the Lord of the rings The Two Towers for the millionth time as he waited for you to join him.

it was the first night of your honeymoon and it had been a long day and Eddie had done nothing but pepper you with love the whole day, being the gentleman he is and showed you exactly why you married him

you had been in the bathroom for quite some time, not that Eddie had seemed to notice, as he stuck his nose in a book he can't put down until you cleared your throat

he looked up to see you and his eyes widened as he got the sight of you leaning against the door frame with a seductive smile on your face

you were dressed in an elegant, fantasy-inspired gown in various shades of green, becoming darker as the skirt flows down, adorned with gold embroidery with a flowing chiffon cape that drapes over the shoulders.

your hair was down with a single braid tucked behind an elf ear you had placed on, and a golden headpiece atop your head.

you perfectly resembled an elven princess from Dungeons and Dragons, and he let his copy of TOTR fall from his hands and land on the floor by the bed

"Suilad ennas nin bein adan plural edain" you spoke, tilting your head mockingly as Eddie gulps and tries to find the words to say to you

He can already see it, your body on top of his, tangled in the sheets as you moan his name in pure bliss as he pleases you nicely.

the tent in his pants grew as he thought about what he would do to you.

you were the prettiest thing he's ever laid his eyes on, and it was all for him, for his benefit and dick seemed to understand that as it rose in his pants, so hard it was uncomfortable and almost painful.

he needed to have you; he needed to ravish you right this second after ripping the dress off your body, he needed to fill you up so good that it would risk getting you pregnant, and he wouldn't mind, not if it meant he could think back to this night.

he wanted it so bad, and he could tell you knew that as you smiled cockily, taking small strides towards him on the bed, your leg peeking out of the high slit in the skirt of the dress.

he wanted to sink his teeth into your plush skin just hard enough to leave a mark, he wanted to tear the dress to shreds whilst still on your body, leaving you look a mess, though you'd still be as stunning as now, stood in front of him.

"Holy shit" he mumbled to himself as he shifted in his place, unable to find the words to express how good you look, how much he wanted to tear you apart and fuck you until your dumb

but just as he leaned up and tried to kiss you, you stopped him

you pulled out a pair of dice from inside the bodice and dropped them onto the bed sheets beside him

"if you want to kiss me, you're gonna have to roll" you smirked, seeing his whole body twitch in anticipation and need

he looked up at you, the fire in his eyes made you feel weak in the knees as he adjusted himself, rubbing over his boner to ease the growing pain of eagerness

he fumbled over picking up the dice. looking at you before rolling it onto the bed sheets

he mumbled in victory before pulling you down and bringing you into a passionate, much needed by him kiss.

you find a comfortable position as he placed you on his lap, his hand finding its way onto your thigh, gently rubbing your skin, sighing at the feeling of your lips dancing together

his hands moved up, following the curve of your hips up to the bodice of your dress, cupping your breasts in his hands, managing to give them a squeeze before you pulled away, humming

"What do you want to do next?" you asked him, crawling off on his lap

he frowns as he thinks "I want to...take off your dress?"

"Then roll" you whispered in his ear, smiling as he shivers

he picked up the dice and rolled it, praying to the gods he got over a ten, wanting nothing more for the dress to come off so he could worship your perfect body

he cursed to himself when it landed on a two, looking up at you with innocent eyes, making you fake a pout

"looks like that'll have to wait, big boy" biting your lip, internally laughing at his face, laced with disappointment

He frowns "can we continue kissing?" He blinks, looking down at your lips

You pretend to think for a moment, tapping your chin, humming "mm. Let's ask the dice"

He grabbed the dice from beside him and rolls, immediately grabbing your chin, pulling you down, you didn't even have time to see what he got before you melted into the kiss, he slides his right hand down your chin to your waist. Pulling you down onto the bed beside him.

You open your eyes, taking a sneak peak at the dice on the other side of his leg. Pushing him away

"Eddie! That was a miss! You don't get to kiss me!" You faux anger before dropping your voice, your fingers trailing his chest, right over the O in 'dio', your fingertips running over the letter

"Does someone need to be punished for lying?" You tut, leaning in and whispering in his ear

He lets out a whimper, secret be told- he likes seeing you have such power over him, he likes being told what to do- he finds it so attractive on you, seeing you in such a way is making him so hard that he's finding it hard to focus when your tits are right there, in front of him, calling out his name, begging to be sucked on so nicely.

He can already hear the sounds of your pretty moans as you let him fuck you. He can see it, your tits bouncing as he pounds into you mercifully, showing you his frustration for teasing him, for making him wait, for making him roll a pair of dice just so he can touch you.

Eddie shakes his head "n-no I- I'm sorry I won't do it again"

He knows your version of punishment in this situation won't end in an orgasm on his end- he won't even be getting teased- your punishment will be nothing, you'll sit there, letting him learn his lesson for lying to you, letting him know what he did and that he should regret it. So he would rather not get that punishment tonight

"Why shouldn't I?" You tilted your head, almost mocking him

"Please? I- I know what I did was wrong" he looked down

You drag your hand over his legs, pressing against the tent in his pants before moving on, reaching for the pair of dice before picking them up, ignoring his sigh as you touch him

"Let's see if the dice thinks I should forgive you"

You roll the dice and smile "looks like it's your lucky day"

You asked him what he wanted to do and he tried again with taking off your dress, rolling the dice.

He looked over at you with his big doe eyes and a smile, you leaned over him, making sure the roll was a hit.

You raised your eyebrows. Slowly rising from the bed before standing in front of him.

You reach for the zipper on the side on the dress, letting it fall down your body as you stand in front of him, leaving you in only the cape and a matching green lingerie set.

You were so perfect, so pretty, so fuckable.

He shifts on the bed, leaning closer to the edge

You go closer to him, climbing onto his lap, smirking at his desperate face as he stares at your breasts right in front of his eyes

You lean in, placing a kiss on his lips. He runs his hands along your back, his thumb going under the clasp on your bra as his other hand reaches up and unclosed the Cape, taking the mesh away from your soft skin.

Before he has a chance to unclasp your bra, you stop him, slapping his arm away

You tut again, forcing the dice in his hands

"You forget about my little friends?"

He groaned and rolled it, he's so hard he's co fused as to why you haven't said anything, like you usually do, teasing him about the way he gets turned on just for you

He unclipped your bra and threw it across the room

Your run your hand through his hair as you slowly grind on his lap, subtlety rolling your hips against him

"What next baby?" You bite your lip, holding the back of his neck as you lean in, nibbling on his ear, loving the way he shivers against your touch

"I- I want to touch you...them" he mumbled, sounding almost hungry as he stares at your bare tits in front of him

he rolled the dice and instantly attached his hands to your breasts, giving them a little squeeze, his ears perking up as he heard a gasp fall from your lips as he pinched your nipples. they were always so sensitive against his rough padded fingertips teasing them, and the noises you made as he pressed his thumbs against them were so pretty, so pretty that he might say it was his favourite noise, music to his ears, he's said before.

the buds of your nipple were hardened against the hotel room's cold air and he smiled to himself as he thought about taken them into his mouth, licking and sucking on them as you whimpered and moaned his name, he knows you wouldn't be happy, not rolling the dice before making a move but he couldn't hold it in anymore, the swell of your breasts looking so appetizing to the point Eddie's almost drooling.

So he brought your right nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he squeezed your other tit, smiling to himself as you whimpered when he bit down on the sensitive bud of your nipple

you mumble his name as you feel his hot tongue swirl over your breast, it feels so good that you don't have the power to stop him, you should give him this for being so good for you, and right now he's being so good.

he hums against your breast, still sucking and nibbling, now just moving to the left, sending vibrations through your body as your close your eyes, your hands finding his hair as he massages the soft skin of your chest.

you begin to grind on his lap, feeling his hard cock against your clothed heat, slowly growing wet, feeling the patch soaking your lace panties as you rub yourself against the rough fabric of his jeans.

"you're so beautiful" he mumbled as he pulled away for a moment before latching his mouth onto your neck, licking and sucking your sweet spot, being sure to leave his mark on you.

he nibbles on your collarbone as he hears a content sigh leave your lips before you find the strength the fight him, remembering the whole game of this

"who said you could do that?" you frown, glaring at him

he looks into your eyes with blown out eyes, looking like he's in a trance as he gaze lowers down to your plush lips.

in any other situation, he would have felt bad, he would have apologised and begged for forgiveness for going against you, but Eddie couldn't find it in himself to say sorry about it, cause he wasn't, why should he be sorry for wanting you underneath him, open for him as you moan his name

so he made the bold decision to ignore you, pressing a desperate kiss to your lips as he pushed you down on the bed, laying you flat on your back before pulling away

"I'll play your little game, but you're not in control here, doll"

before you could protest, he shoved two fingers in your mouth, making you hum in confusion

"Suck" he ordered as he picked up the dice, swearing under his breath before you giggled, gagging when he shoved his fingers deeper down your throat.

he went back to kissing your neck, sucking the places he hadn't only a few seconds prior. you had closed your eyes, relaxing on the bed as he began to use you, without your knowledge, Eddie had rolled the dice, trying again before taking his fingers out of your mouth

the string of spit connecting your lips and his fingertips before snapping when he pulled away too far, bringing his hand down your body, digging his hand into your lace panties, pressing his now soaked fingers to your clit, earning a gasp from you and you opened your eyes, seeing him shift down the bed, you feel his hot breath brush against your skin as his fingers hook around your underwear, pulling them down slowly, placing kisses down your body, gently biting at the skin of your hip as he removes your underwear, pulling them all the way down, flinging them across the room before planting wet, sloppy kisses over your lower stomach, rubbing the skin under your boob with his thumb as he rang his other hand back to your bare core, rubbing his fingers flat through your slick folds.

as you look down, lazily smiling at him loving on your naked body, you frown, noticing he has all his clothes on still.

"Eddie" you breathe, hearing his groan as he continues to pamper your body.

you reach down and pull at the collar of his shirt "take it off, baby"

"oh Elven Princess, Patience is a virtue" he tsks.

he chuckles under his breath as he begins slowly circling your clit, his fingertips gliding with delicious friction over the sensitive bud.

"this what you wanted, Princess?” he cooed, his voice mockingly sweet. You could feel his warm breath fan over you as he moved closer.

He couldn’t stop himself. he couldn't help but lean in and flick his tongue over it just once, just the slightest touch, and you let out a broken moan and wiggled under his touch.

He inhaled deeply, smelling your intoxicating scent.

he looked up from your pussy and made eye contact with him as you leaned on your shoulders, staring at him while he rubs over folds, not yet going in.

Eddie wrapped his plush lips around your clit and started to flick his tongue over the bud at a painfully slow pace.

You gasped and gripped the neat bedsheets. he always was good with his tongue.

His mouth was hot and wet, and the way he was looking at you with such love and lust, made the tightness inside of you start to grow in the pit of your stomach.

Eddie was in on cloud nine as he buried his face in your pussy, drinking your delicious and sweet taste.

With one hand on your hip, keeping you from wiggling around, he slid one of the fingers of his other hand into your throbbing entrance. Slowly, before adding another, not giving you any time to adjust before he carefully pumps.

He chuckled when you moaned at the feeling of him stretching you open.

you whined, gasping at painful stretch of your delicate skin he is currently abusing.

you squeezed his fingers so nicely, feeling every ridge and hearing every squelch as he curls his fingers inside you, his lips still attached to your aching clit, sucking harshly.

Soon the only sounds in the room were the wet clicks of your pussy, and your soft moans as you let your head fall onto the pillow beneath you, your eyes rolling back when he squeezed your hip

Eddie laid his tongue flat and wide as he lapped up your pussy and you couldn't help but whimper at the feeling.

Eddie’s cock throbbed in his tight jeans, so uncomfortable as he grinded against the mattress, trying to give himself the friction he so desperately needed as he ate your pussy so well for you

"Eddie.. I- mm...i'm gonna cum" you moaned sinfully

Eddie pulled away after humming, his fingers still pumping inside you, gaining speed to replace his tongue

"let's see if the dice wants you to, ay?" he growled, releasing your hip and grabbing the dice

"do you, dice, want this elven princess to cum f'me?" he asked the dice before rolling

you were in a trance, tightening your walls around his thick fingers as he pumped, too focused on trying to cum that you barely heard what your husband was saying, his voice sounding like a distant hum.

you let out a broken moan as you felt the tightness start to let go be tuts

"dice says no, sweetheart" he said, pulling away, making you whine and your whole body shiver as the tightness fades, leaving you frustrated

"what? no, please" you beg before looking beside you at the dice, frowning

"Eddie that was a hit?!" you huffed in slight anger

"was it? must've mistaken it- woah!" you said before you pushed him away, flipping him over so he's on his back

"you were never in power here, weakingling, the dice controls us" you glare at him

he stared up at you as you climbed on top of him, straddling his lap, you lean down to kiss him and just as your lips meet and he lean in, his eyes fluttering shut, you stop, tilting your head to the side, you grab his chin and point his head to the side as you bite his earlobe, steadying your breathing as your pull away, pulling him in for a kiss,

your press your lips against his before leaning away, biting his lip as you pull away, letting go to see his lips bounce back

"don't play with me, commoner. you don't know what i can do to you, what i will do if you play with me, so sit back and be a good boy for me, understand?" you question him fiercely

he nods his head as you pull his shirt over his head, taking it off befoe throwing it away, staring at his tattoos littering his body of show for you

you place your hands on his chest and lean down, playing a kiss on every tattoo on view, hearing his breath hitch when you place a delicate kiss to his newest addition you had only found out about a week after he got it, a few months ago, right below his right collarbone, over his heart was laced with a fine line ink, confirming the date on your wedding, it was so gentle, contrasting against every other tattoo on his body.

you had cursed at him for getting it, and he had questioned you for your hesitation, saying 'think we won't last? honey I'm planning on keeping you forever, js'wanted to have a bit of us on me forever'

it was crazy to think that was almost 6 months ago, you had been so stressed with planning and wanting every aspect to be perfect. and now, a day in to being married to him, your heart warming at the little touch of writing, a promise of commitment that he couldn't get rid of it he tried

Eddie's dick was still so hard, he could feel the precum staining his boxers until he was whining

you sucked on his skin, going up all the way to his neck, wanting nothing more to mark him. your hands find their way to his pants and fumble to undo his fly and push down his pants with the help of him, kicking the jeans off, the only thing keeping you from sitting on his pretty cock was his thin boxers.

you grind your hips on his, creating some sort on friction, you push him up so he would lean against the headboard, sitting up but still laying down.

his hands find your hips and guides your movements until you smack his arms away

"how dare you touch me without the permission of the dice" you spat

it gave you a rush, giving him orders and telling him off for things, you had done it before yes, but it always felt so good, giving you a thrill knowing it turned him on so good, he loved it, and he was never scared to show it

you gripped onto his hair and forced him to look into your eyes as he stares down at your tits bouncing

"You want these off, don't you?" you reach your hand down, snapping the elastic of his boxers on his skin as you pull them back

he gulps and hums out a response "uh-huh" he mumbled

"Beg for it" you howl, lowering your voice as you stare down at him

"Please take them off, I'll be good-" he starts before you cut him off

"don't beg me, beg the dice" you hold the dice in front of him

he sighed, looking down at the small shapes in your hand "please let her take my boxers off, I won't disobey you again" he pleaded

you roll the dice on his chest and grin wickedly

"Looks like the dice answered your calls" you huff before pushing them off his body, letting them roll to the side of him on the bed

you left yourself up and push his boxers down his legs, letting them fall off the side to the floor, you sit on his thighs just below his cock that sprung out, being let free from the aching pain of being stuck inside harsh fabric.

the precum leaking from his swollen tip is what sends you into a frenzy

"Such a pretty cock you got, commoner" you coo, reaching and slowly pressing your thumb to the head, chuckling at how it twitches in your hand

"Please, please I need you" he begged as he closes his eyes when you begin slowly pumping his dick

you pick up the dice shove them in your hand "roll"

he huffs and rolls the dice, moaning in victory

"You heard the dice, fuck me" he sighed, resting his head on the headboard

you roll your eyes and position yourself right above him

"Do not rush me, and do not command me, do you want to cum? you desperate human" you tut

you sink down on his cock and compress your whine when you let him fill your aching pussy

"Yes, yes I want to cum- I'm so sorry, princess, it won't happen again, I want to cum in you" he nods enthusiastically

you hum in satisfaction. you sit on his lap for a second, slowly rocking to get yourself adjusted before you slowly lift off and bounce back down

you place your hands on his chest to stabilize yourself

"c-can I touch you, princess?" he asked desperately

"I suppose" you huff, covering the fat you want his hands on you, helping you out to bounce on his dick, to give him pleasure

his hands find your hips yet again and you let him, loving the feeling of his rough fingertips against your skin

you rise and fall on his lap in a slow rhythm, slowly building pace as you feel more comfortable, the stretch of his big cock stuffing you nicely as he hits all the right spots, he's always reached the best of places, making you feel so full as he pounds into you

but being on top lets him reach so many more places

and before you know it, your pace is gradually getting faster and faster, your moans filling the sweaty air of the hotel room and he grunts, letting out small pleas and whines, whispering your name

he leans up, taking one of your tits in his mouth, biting at the sensitive bud of your nipple, hearing your gasp of pain but moan of pleasure.

you start rolling your hips in circular motions, trying so desperately to rub your clit against his pubic hair at the base of his cock.

he started the thrust up into you, matching your rhythm of pace, the sound of skin clapping together is all you can hear past his groans and your whimpers.

you focus on the feeling, letting your eyes roll and your head throw back as he reaches all the right places, he feels so good.

His hot wet tongue sucking and nibbling at your tit, and the harsh and rough feeling his hair feels grazing against your clit is aching.

Eddie releases your nipple with a pop! And leans up, digging his face in your neck, mumbling words of encouragement and praise into the shell of your ear.

Nothing can be heard but the squelching of his big cock thrusting into your pussy as you bounce up and down.

You pace has quickened and your moans are becoming breathless as you feel the tightness bubbling up in the pit of your stomach

Eddie groans as your walls tighten around him, squeezing him no nicely

Everything about this is driving him crazy, every moan escaping your plush lips, every slap of skin, every pornagraphic look on your face when he slams his dick so deep inside of you

God he fills you up so well, so well that you feel the pit inside of you grow.

Eddie can tell you are close just by the way you squeeze your dripping wet walls around him, coaxing him in your juices.

Eddie moans into the swell of your neck, biting on the soft skin

He leans away, his back leaning against the frame of the bed, one hand finding its way to the small of your back, just above your ass, eith the other remaining on your hip, gripping on to the sweaty skin and you pant and moan

Your hands find Eddie's chest again, your nails seeping into his skin, scratching his pecks. His thrusts are beginning to get sloppy and you know he's close

Eddie can't take his eyes away from you, he's so entranced by what you've done for him tonight, making the fantasy he didn't know he wanted needed come true.

You could feel his dick twitching inside of you and you smiled weakly

"Are you gonna cum f-for me?" You panted

He nods, not being able to speak as he watches your tits bounce with your movements, with your mouth hung open, letting out broken whines of pleasure

"Y-yes, p-princess" he winces "I-im gonna cum"

You smirk down at him "you reckon the dice will let you spill your seed into the elven princess?"

He whines, his climax about to reach breaking point, on the verge of spilling his load inside of you, painting your walls white.

You pick up the dice for the last time. Flicking them away, nor having the energy to roll, you glance beside you, looking at the numbers

"Cum f'me, Eddie" you let out, wanting his hot cum fill you up

You hold your climax in, wanting nothing more than to cum together.

"A-are you close?" He grunts, his palm flat against your back, pressing firmly as his other hand traces shapes around your hip.

You hum in response, not being able to hold it much longer as your thrusts grow tired "Please cum for me, Eddie"

He lets out a broken moan and mumbles intot the hot, sex filled air

"I'm gonna-"

You both moan in unison, each thrust and fall of your hips meeting in perfect harmony as you both let the tightness go.

Eddie hums as he spills his hot seed into you

And you let out a toe curling moan escape your lips as you cum on his dick, you juices mixing together, sticking to your thighs as it leaks out of your throbbing hole.

You hum, your climax fading away as you begin to go limp in his arm. He rides out your high as he pushes you closer to him, letting you lean on his chest.

After a moment, he's stopped moving, and you're left to catch your breath, listening to his rapid heartbeat as his chest rises and falls against your ear

"You're the best wife ever, you know that?" He sighs.

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[takusan-no-ai]

You’d better call me

PAIRING: Jane x Male Reader (Romantic) (Fluff)

SUMMARY: Jane falls in love after being saved by H.A.N.D member (Y/N) in hollow zero.

Another hornet was sliced down by Jane as she ran. Her cover had been blown and thanks to an unexpected fissure she was able to escape. Sadly, that lead her straight into the nest; hollow zero.

“So long as I avoid that Nineveh I’ll be fine–” Jane narrowly dogged a projectile launched from a stray hornet. She kicked it away in one fell swoop and ran into a corner. “Time to recuperate.” She took a deep breath and calmed her mind.

The wall she was leaning against dispersed, the sky changing and ground shaking nearly knocking Jane off her feet. “Ugh, what is it now?! It just had to be hollow zero…”. In a matter of seconds she was transported to the center of hollow zero; Nineveh’s nest.

Its loud roar echoed across the hollow, strong enough to immobilize Jane to her knees. “Dammit! This was supposed to be a simple undercover operation.” Nineveh flew towards Jane at an impeccable speed, hornets following closely behind it.

“At least I don’t have any regrets,” Jane smiled with her eyes closed. “Except…I refuse to die on the job.” She forced herself to stand jumped past Nineveh, landing on top of a tendril, and using it to fling herself into a nearby fissure.

Jane took a deep breath, now further away from Nineveh. “So, mind explaining to me who your master is?” She asked the bangboo standing next to her. “Thanks again for leading me towards the fissure little guy,” she said while petting it.

“Ehn-na enna eh-na.” The bangboo pointed at a young man walking towards them. He stuck his hand out, smiling. Jane smiled back, a blush forming on her face as she gazed upon her “knight”.

“Name’s (Y/N)! I’m a member of the Hollow Affairs & Neutralization Department, better known as H.A.N.D., and work in sub quadrant Hollow Special Operations Section 6, or H.S.O.S.6., which is–”

“Thank you darling for the explanation but I already know all of the bits and pieces of H.A.N.D., so no need to delve further,” Jane shushed him with her finger.

She circled around him, her tail swaying back and forth. (Y/N) gulped, a sweat rolling down his face. “I can escort you outside of the hollow now, if-if you’ll allow me, ma’am.” Her tail curled around his neck.

Jane stood on her tiptoes, towering over the man. “Oh sir, you’ve seen me at my weakest~ I can’t live with that kind of pain. I need to know you’ll keep it between you and me.”

“Don’t worry, I’m great at keeping–”

“Meet me at nine tomorrow afternoon in lumina square, cutie~. If you’re late I’ll just hunt you down.” she ran out of the hollow, her tail squeezing his neck before letting go.

- Fin

[queenshelby]

An Illicit Affair

Part 23: Stalker

Pairing: Cillian Murphy (46) x Reader (23)

Warning: Age-Gap, Taboo Relationship, Infidelity

One week on...

Several days had passed since your affair with Cillian came to light and it came much to your surprise when, on Friday morning you saw something strange by the side of your block.

For the past four days now, there had been a black Mercedes lurking in the shadows of wherever you went and, if it wasn't for one part of your mind telling you not to be delusional, you thought that you were being followed. 

Thinking about how absurd being followed sounded though you almost shook it off as a figment of your imagination or perhaps your guilty conscience exaggerating, but something about all this felt rather odd and even your best friend Enna agreed. 

"The car is there again," you pointed out to Lucy as the two of you walked to the hospital together for your shift. " And I swear, it's been there the entire time. I could see it from the window upstairs."

Lucy raised an eyebrow at you, her curiosity piqued. "Are you sure it's the same car?" she asked, skepticism clear in her voice.

"Yes, I'm sure," you replied firmly. "Look, it's right there," you said, gesturing towards the parking lot. "It was parked outside the hospital yesterday too when I finished up my shift and I have seen it before in front of Cillian's unit," 

Lucy glanced over in the direction you were pointing and noticed the black Mercedes parked a few rows over. "Okay, fine. It does seem strange," Lucy conceded reluctantly. "But maybe it's just a coincidence?" she suggested, the doubt evident in her voice.

You shook your head adamantly. "No way, Em. It even parkes in the same spot every day. I'm telling you, someone is watching me."

Lucy gave you a concerned look, her normally bright and cheerful expression replaced with a more somber one. "Have you reported this to the police?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

You sighed heavily, your shoulders slumping in defeat. "I can't really go to the police with this, Em. I mean, what am I going to tell them?" you asked, sighing deeply. "That I have been having an affair with my ex-boyfriend's father and now I suspect that his crazy ass wife might be stalking me?" you said, feeling utterly ridiculous at the mere prospect of uttering such ridiculous and scandalous words out loud. "Oh, and by the way, he is a famous actor too and she almost leaked a sex-tape of us after hiding a camera in his bedroom," you added sarcastically, rolling your eyes.

Lucy nodded understandingly. "Yeah, maybe not the best approach," she admitted. "But have you tried talking to Cillian about it?"

"No, because he already has enough shit to worry about," you told her, thinking about the turmoil that your affair had caused in his life. From the moment that Max had walked in on the two of you, nearly everything had spiraled out of control. Max had was refusing to speak to his father, and Danielle had threatened to ruin his career by leaking the sex-tapes if he didn't end things with you immediately. In the end, Cillian's attorney filed for an emergency injunction to prevent her from leaking the tape whilst, at the same time, serving her with divorce papers. 

"I get that Y/N, but his wife is a nutcase. I read the medical files and whilst I do think that you are a little paranoid right now, you should at least talk to him about your concerns, just to err on the side of caution I mean," Lucy implored, her eyes fixed on yours, searching for understanding.

"I know, Em, but I don't even know where we will go from here," you confided, feeling the tight knot in your throat as you spoke. "We aren't in a relationship or anything and I feel like I need to give him some space right now. I don't want to burden him with my paranoia," you added, the words heavy with resignation.

Lucy nodded sympathetically, her heart going out to you in this moment. She knew how much you cared for Cillian, but she also knew the impact of the situation and the weight of the decisions that now lay before you both.

"I know Y/N, but you are still sleeping with him, are you not?" Lucy asked, concern clouding her features as she looked over at you.  "Because his ex could have gotten wind of it and do something stupid now," Lucy worried. 

"Yes, we slept with each other once since the incident at his house. He's been in Ireland mostly," you admitted, your voice barely audible. Emotion clogged your throat as you recalled the tenderness in Cillian's touch, the gentle brush of his lips on yours that had made you feel wanted and desired despite the turmoil in your lives. But that one time together had only added fuel to the wildfire of passion that could not be contained anymore. In spite of the chaos, you couldn't resist the temptation, and neither could he.

"And what did his lawyer say? Didn't he make it clear that you should keep your distance from each other at least until the separation hearing was over?" Lucy asked, another wave of concern sweeping over her.

"He did, I know. But we were careful. We met at a hotel, not his apartment," you explained, sighing deeply as you reflected on the intense, passionate encounter. "Cillian was upset and asked if he could see me. I could hear it in his voice that he was struggling so I said yes," you admitted with a shrug, your tone nonchalant and yet, cracking with emotion, evidence that you were still reeling from the gravity of the situation.

Lucy shifted her weight towards you. She hadn't seen you this distraught since your father's death and witnessing your heartbreak now made her feel helpless and frustrated.

"Okay, let me ask you something, Y/N," Lucy stated, searching deep into your eyes as she chose her words carefully. "Do you truly love him? I mean, enough to deal with all this drama and keep seeing him despite the potential backlash to your career if this comes out?" Lucy's voice was soft and sincere, her gaze steady on yours.

You let out a pained sigh, your shoulders slumping with the weight of the question. "I don't know, Em. All I know is that I've never felt this way before, and I can't seem to shake him off. Not that I even want to. I just wish things were different, you know? That we had met under other circumstances, which wouldn't make it so bad," you sighed, your voice trembling as you spoke the words.

"I will always have your back Y/N, but just think about it for a minute," she began, her tone gentle yet firm. "Cillian is over twenty years older than you. His family dynamics are a mess, and he is your ex-boyfriend's father nonetheless which means that, if it was to come out - and it will come out eventually - then the press will have a field day with it. Your life and career will be covered in headlines that will ruin everything you've worked for thus far," Lucy warned, and she was right.

But you struggled to push Cillian out of your mind. He was charming, experienced, passionate, and so unlike Max. The attraction was instant and undeniable.

"I know that, Lucy. I know that it is reckless, but he makes me feel things I can't even describe. He is not just a fling, not just a temporary high, but someone who understands me, someone who fills in the spaces that no one else ever could," you confessed while walking side by side with Lucy, the hospital already in sight.

Lucy nodded, letting out a deep breath. "Then you need to protect yourself and be prepared for whatever comes next," she advised, as she touched your arm comfortingly. "That includes talking with Cillian about your potential stalker," she told you and, just as you approached the hospital entrance, the black Mercedes pulled up as well. 

"This is ridiculous. I am going to confront this woman," you declared, breaking away from Lucy to stride towards the parked car but Lucy stopped you. 

"No, you won't! It could make things worse," Lucy warned, grabbing your arm to stop you. 

You paused, considering her words. "You have a point," you said, taking a deep breath. 

"Talk to Cillian about it and let him deal with his crazy ass wife," Lucy told you. She knew how dangerous Danielle could be as well after having read her medical files and knowing about the threats she had made against you and Cillian.

"I will talk to him tonight," you assured Lucy, making up your mind but, just as you walked into the hospital's reception area, you were met with yet another surprise as Max was standing there, seemingly waiting for you.

"Max!" you exclaimed, your heart sinking to the bottom of your stomach as you saw the cold, hard look in his eyes. "What are you doing here?" you wanted to know, hoping that he wouldn't make a scene as, seemingly, he appeared somewhat intoxicated. 

Max simply stared at you for a moment, his blue eyes full of anger and hurt before he blurted out something rather inappropriate to upset you. 

"You are such a fucking home wrecker, you know that?" Max spat bitterly, with a drunken slur, causing you to wince at his unforgivable choice of words. "My father is divorcing my mother because of you!" Max snapped, jabbing a finger at you as his anger started to boil over. 

"Max, please! Not here!" you told him sternly, looking around at the people in the hospital lobby who were casting curious glances your way. "Let's go somewhere private and talk."

"Oh, of course," he chuckled drunkenly. "You don't want anyone else to hear that you fucked my fucking father," he snarled, the hurt and anger in his voice palpable.

People around you had started to stare as Max's voice had risen. You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks, the discomfort and shame building up in the pit of your stomach.

"Come with me. Now," you hissed firmly under your breath, gripping tight onto Max's forearm as you dragged him away from the prying eyes in the hospital lobby, his words stinging your heart with an unbearable pain.

You had never intended for such chaos to unfurl when you became entangled with Cillian, knowing fully that your actions carried the potential for significant collateral damage. But yet, here you were—plunged into murky waters, powerless to stem the tide of destruction.

In a small consultancy room, a few corners away from the main lobby, you closed the door behind you and spun around to face Max, whom you hadn't seen since the disastrous confrontation in Cillian's apartment.

"Max, listen to me," you began, your voice low and soothing as you tried to reason with him. "I never meant for any of this to happen. Your father and I—we never planned for any of this. We just connected and one thing led to another," you continued before Max interrupted you.

"You slept with my father! Do you know how fucked up that is?" Max said, his words slurring together. "Is that like a thing you are into? Some kind of fetish?" Max sneered, his dark eyes flashing angrily at your words. "Or did you sleep with him because he is famous? Is that it?" Max went on, unable to contain his disgust. " What the hell is wrong with you, Y/N?" Max demanded, his voice shaking with emotion.

You swallowed hard, the lump forming in your throat as you struggled to find the right words to defend yourself but nothing came out.

"This is so disgusting," Max muttered, his anger slowly giving way to sadness as he slumped down into one of the faded leather consulting chairs, staring blankly ahead as he tried to process the turn of events. "God, we used to date and now you are sleeping with my dad. How low can you get?"

You took in a sharp breath at his words, trying to find purchase in the face of his bitterness yet being unable to deny the devastating truth behind it. You couldn't explain to him the intimacy and the connection you shared with Cillian—things that went beyond sex. Things that Max was not privy to. Things that you had never experienced in your previous relationships either.

So, you decided not to divulge too much at that moment.

Instead, you opted to stand there, silent for a while, allowing Max to gather his thoughts. The atmosphere in the room had grown thick and heavy.

Finally, you took a deep breath. "You have every right to feel angry, betrayed, and confused," you began to explain. "I can assure you that what happened between your father and me was never intended. It just... well, it happened and I, uhm, I am in love with him," you admitted softly. You buried your gaze into the carpeted floor, the weight of your guilt and embarrassment making it difficult for you to face him. You could feel the temperature in the room drop significantly, as if it shares the same discomfort he felt.

"Are you fucking serious?" Max suddenly exploded, jumping up from his chair in disbelief and shock.  "He's nearly twenty years older than you, for Christ's sake!" he was almost shouting now, his words reverberating off the walls of the small room, causing you to jump in your seat. "Fuck, I know," he then said, chuckling. "You have daddy issues," he asserted before explaining himself. "Your father died and now you are fucking mine. It's like a sick fucking fantasy coming to life, isn't it?" Max said, a mixture of bitterness and disgust in his voice.

You couldn't help but feel as though he had slapped you across the face. The words he had just spoken to you were beyond cruel, and they cut you like a knife. Your whole body trembled with shock and anger, your hands shaking like a leaf.

Standing up to confront you some more, Max approached you. "So, tell me Y/N, seriously, how does it feel to have someone old enough to be your father between your legs? Does it give you a twisted sense of pleasure or fulfillment? Because, Jesus, that is some seriously twisted stuff you have going on there in your head," Max went on. "It's a shame your own father couldn't fulfill those fantasies for you before he died and you had to go after mine instead," he then added with a sarcastic snicker, the cruelty in his voice visibly increasing and, by this point, you couldn't take it anymore and lashed out and slapped him right across the cheek.

​"Enough!" you said with great emotion in your voice at the mentioning of your father. 

Max had struck a nerve with his insensitive and derogatory words ad you stared at him in disbelief. His cheek was now flushed red from the force of your slap and, for a moment, neither of you spoke, caught up in the stunned silence that hung in the air.

"I never intended to hurt you or your family, Max. I deeply regret what has happened and I am truly sorry for the pain I have caused," you told him, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill down your cheeks.

"Save it Y/N! Just know that you ruined not only mine, but also my mother's life," Max spat bitterly, his words cutting you deeply as he turned around and stormed out the room.

Hot, angry tears trailed down your cheeks as you watched him leave, your heart heavy with guilt, regret, and sadness and when Lucy came to check on you, she found you slumped over the cold steel of the examination table in the consultancy room, your body trembling with sobs, your heart shattered into a million pieces.

You didn't need to tell her what happened, Lucy could read you like an open book. She took you into her arms and held you close as you cried for the hurt you had inflicted and the relationship that could never be salvaged.

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[lesbianreaderidk]

nijisanji en females x reader incorrect quotes

Y/N: Guys where did Enna go? Selen: She got arrested. Y/N: How the hell- Enna: bursts in through the window The cops are after me, I thought it would be fun to steal crackers and throw them at people.

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Selen: Here is my wall of inspirational people. Y/N: Is that a picture of you? Selen: Yes, I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself.

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Selen: I’ve been described as a ‘heartless villain’ and a 'little shit’, but I prefer… 'has alternative ways of having fun’.

Y/N: YOU LITERALLY JUST CURSED ME OUT IN THREE DIFFERENT LANGUAGES???

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Pomu: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face. Y/N: Y/N: I like you.

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Reimu: Do you take constructive criticism? Y/N: No, only cash or credit.

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Y/N: Guess who just found out the difference between wax paper and parchment paper the hard way? Enna: Wait, what’s the difference? Y/N: One you can use in the oven safely, and the other you can also use in the oven… if the thing you are trying to make happens to be fire.

Pomu: running in WHY IS THE KITCHEN ON FIRE?!

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Finana: Everyone thinks I'm this soft cute person but I'm not! Pomu: Finana, you cried for an hour after stepping on a bug yesterday. Finana: It had feelings! It was probably going home to dinner and I killed it! Y/N: …It was a bug. Finana: It was a BEETLE, and its wife is definitely worried sick, wondering where it is, and I really don't get why you all think I'm so sentimental because I'm not! Pomu: … Y/N: … Finana: Stop looking at me like that!

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Y/N: So… what’s goin’ on? Pomu: You want the long version or the short version? Y/N, hesitantly: The short one, I guess? Pomu: Shit’s fucked. Y/N: Oh. Well, yeah, that’s definitely not an optimal situation.

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Finana: Vegetable oil is made from vegetables, coconut oil is made from coconuts, so BABY OIL- Y/N: CAN'T WE JUST HAVE A NICE FAMILY DINNER FOR ONCE?!

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Y/N: Father, I have sinned. Enna: Daddy, I’ve been naughty.

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Y/N, texting: Enna, will you please go to sleep? Enna, texting back: What makes you think you didn’t just wake me up? Y/N, yelling: I CAN HEAR YOU CLAPPING TO THE FRIENDS THEME EVERY TWENTY MINUTES SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP! Y/N, texting: Just a hunch :) You goin’ to sleep soon? Enna, texting: I’m trying Y/N, yelling again: TRY HARDER I HAVE A 5:45 AM MEETING TOMORROW BITCH Y/N, texting: Okay, don’t stay up too late or you’ll be cranky :)

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Selen: ARE YOU- Y/n: Fucking. Selen: KIDDING ME?! YOU- Y/N: Fucking. Selen: IDIOT! Pomu: …What was that? Y/N: Nina banned Selen from swearing, so I’m helping her out.

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Pomu: No more making fun of me when I misuse dated cultural references, alright? Are we cowabunga on this? Y/N, sighing: Fine. We're cowabunga.

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Enna, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs? Finana: It means like in hand-to-hand combat. Enna: Ohhhh- Y/N: Both of you get out of this kitchen.

[sxii-mafu]

Yandere girlfriend// Elira Pendora x fem reader

Mentions of murder not directed but it's implied

In the realm where the sun caressed the earth with its gentle warmth, there lived a celestial being named Elira Pendora. She was a sky dragon, a radiant figure with eyes like shimmering aquamarine and hair as soft as the clouds, adorned with ethereal white streaks. Her kind-hearted nature was known far and wide, and her presence was like a soothing breeze on the sunniest of days.

Yet, amidst the tranquility of her world, there existed a shadowy enigma named Y/N L/N. With obsidian hair and eyes that burned like crimson embers, Y/N was a mystery to all who encountered her. Her demeanor was shrouded in secrets, and her love for Elira was an all-consuming fire that left her with no room for rivals.

One by one, Y/N's rivals began to disappear, their names forever lost to the wind. Reimu, Enna, Pomu, Meloco, and Kotoka, they all fell silent, their fates sealed by the hand of their unseen adversary. Y/N was willing to do anything to ensure her love for Elira remained unchallenged, and she took meticulous care to hide all evidence of her sinister deeds.

Elira could not remain oblivious to the strange occurrences around her. Whispers of missing friends and acquaintances reached her ears, and an unsettling feeling gnawed at her heart. Despite the fear that crept into her mind, she chose to confront Y/N.

"Y/N," Elira said, her voice trembling slightly, "there is something amiss here. Friends have vanished without a trace, and I can't ignore it any longer."

Y/N, her eyes dark and unreadable, replied, "My dearest Elira, you need not concern yourself with such trifles. I will protect you, no matter the cost."

Elira's heart wavered as she gazed into Y/N's intense crimson eyes. She knew Y/N was capable of unimaginable things, but the depth of her love was undeniable. It was a love that bordered on obsession, and Elira had a choice to make.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the land, Elira made her decision. She chose to stay with Y/N, for she saw something in her lover that no one else could comprehend—a love that transcended reason and sanity.

"You terrify me, Y/N," Elira admitted, tears glistening in her eyes. "But your love for me is unmatched, and I cannot turn my back on it."

Y/N's face softened, a rare glimpse of vulnerability in her otherwise stoic demeanor. She embraced Elira tightly, promising to protect her at all costs.

In the realm where the sun met the sky, Elira and Y/N's love defied the boundaries of reason. Y/N's possessive attributes continued to cast a shadow over their relationship, but Elira's unwavering kindness and receptiveness became a guiding light for them both.

Together, they navigated the complexities of their love, their hearts forever entwined in a tale of possession and devotion. And in the end, it was the intensity of their love that illuminated even the darkest corners of their souls, proving that love, no matter how twisted, could find its place in the heavens.

As the sun continued its eternal journey, so did the love of Elira Pendora and Y/N L/N, a love that burned as brightly as the sun itself, unyielding and forever bound by fate.

[monochromer0ses]

i love you...elira pendora (sfw)

elira pendora x fem reader

warnings: reader is implied to be a dragon (wings)

notes: i wanted to include reader in lazulight and i always think of the idea of elira being with another dragon😭

you were never very open with your feelings. except for when you were with elira. it was all just easier with her. you didn't have to worry about... anything really.

and while a lot of your new friends in nijisanji were very willing to talk about their own feelings, it was still extremely hard for you to do so as well.

you always felt bad at the beginning of your relationship with elira for not being very open about it. you could hardly hold her hand, could barely act as though you were best friends. (at the time you couldn't believe how enna and millie acted with each other)

when you were both accepted into nijisanji en as their first generation it was the first time you ever actually showed that you loved her in public. a sudden burst of excitement, nervousness, and happiness had you jumping into elira's arms, both your wings happily fluttering.

only to then feel absolutely embarrassed when you heard her family cooing and laughing.

and when you and elira officially debuted you immediatel strived to collab as much as you could. (without it looking suspicious in anyway)

people immediately dubbed you guys as the "complete opposites best friends" trope. and while it sucked you knew it was most likely better to keep it this way, as some people got too involved in peoples lives that weren't their own.

besides you had a sort of ritual at the end of each collab with elira. while elira was saying goodbye to your chat you would discretely mute yourself amd tell her you love her.

at first you could tell it flushed her to a point she almost gave you away, but by now shes so used to it she keeps talking away and waits until after both streams have ended to release the screams and blushes.

you also didn't mind doing this around certain friends of yours. mostly selen and nina. as eliras sister, you've already been subjected to selens teasing enough that you're immune to it.

and out of any of the other livers, ninas by far one of the ones your most comfortable with (excluding elira of course)

and so comes the moment you let your gaurd down. elira was doing a simple zatsu, looking to spend time chatting with her friends and her chat. it was quite late, elira had been streaming for around six hours now, reaching her limit. you had stuck around since the third hour and was rather tired from the social aspect of it, several of your friend making the stream extremely lively.

unfortunately for you while you're tored you tend to get more comfortable. with elira of course. so honestly no surprise when you utter out a mumbles yet very audible, "I love you..."

it is a surprise when you hear several gasps. one from elira, several from finana (each getting louder and louder for whatever reason), then from fuu-chan, reimu, and alban. plus a small drawn out "uhhh" from shu.

you squeak slightly as you suddenly feel flushed, your neck and cheeks feeling hot. embarrassment quickly taking over you leave the call as quick as you can, burying your face in your hands.

it takes a couple minutes before you hear your door opening slowly, light creeping in and a shadow approaching.

"y/n...? you okay babe?" you can hear the concern in elira's voice, her hand moving in slow circles over your back.

"yeah...im just... embarrassed i guess," you didn't care if people knew about your relationship, but you did care about how people saw you.

"don't worry about y/n! actually, you wanna see something?" elira grins holding out her phone, a screenshot of the chat at the time they heard say 'i love you'.

:OMG??? PENL/N REAL?? LETS GOOOO

:no way...we were right...

:awww but y/n is so cute like that🥺i hope she chooses to be more open like this in the future

:WOAH WAIT WHAT!!!?? LEAVE SOME FOR THE REST OF US ELIRA???

there was definitely more but these ones actually made you smile. it made you happy that your embarrassing outburst of love made people happy too that you actually expressed the way you felt for once.

seeing your smile elira grinned even harder, wrapping you up in a tight hug and bring you into her lap. you could hear a low rumbling deep in eliras chest.

sighing, you rested your head against elira's shoulder playing with the hem of her t-shirt.

"i love you...elira pendora."

"i love you too, y/n l/n."

[yanagiin]

TIRED

shu yamino x reader drabble

comfort and fluff

always remember to never overwork yourself and take breaks if u need to.

Y/n doesn’t know when to say “no”, seeing as she has a whole week full of collabs and her own streams. Also having to take care of her siblings. Used to the feeling of being told no when she was younger, it was disappointing but, she understood why. Being financially challenged wasn’t the best feeling and she learned that they needed more important things.

Not wanting to disappoint her new friends, y/n suffers from her habit and attends each stream she agreed to.

On Monday, it starts with a prop night stream with Luca, Sonny, Millie, and Enna. The stream was great and went on for almost 2 hours. Seeing as she had to pick up her youngest brother (grade 5) from school, wanting to rest before her next collab when they get home. Though after being told that they need to buy supplies for an upcoming science project, her plan for rest wasn’t going to happen.

The next stream of today, a chillasart chilling stream, the gameplay not being too long but, the supachat reading and chatting brought the stream up to 3 hours. Seeing the time, she gets ready to head to the gym then pick up the 2nd youngest sibling from basketball practice. When they get home she started dinner and cleaning up after.

This routine has been going on for almost a week. Helping the youngest with his homework, scolding him for not starting on his project yet. Training and practicing with the other sibling in their plays and feedback.

It’s Thursday night, and she has not gotten a single ounce of sleep. Not when her brother comes into the room crying for her to help him on his project, then him falling asleep when they start, leaving her to do it by herself. As soon as she finished, she crashes onto her bed ready to knock out until she receives a call from mysta. He asked her if she can stay on the call and help him pass the nights in fnaf.

Thankfully, her only stream on Friday was an Among us collab with the whole niji en. Her gloomy eyes show through her characters movements, the chat growing concerned at the girl’s tired voice is evident behind the fake one she uses to hide it. As she felt herself falling asleep, an emergency meeting was called.

“I think it’s vox and y/n,” Petra said seeing that vox was SUS and y/n wasn’t saying anything.

“I get why vox, but why y/n?” Ike asks

“She just hasn’t been talking for this round and that to me just makes me assume. Y/N EXPLAIN YOURSELF!” Petra commands with her best Sonny voice. Everyone was waiting for the girl’s response but all they hear is a loud thud that came from her mic.

“Uh y/n? sweetie?” Nina ask cautiously, seeing as they got no response, they were starting to get worried. Everyone started messaging her privately on discord but when she doesn’t respond, their chats are being flooded with her fans. Chats saying how her character stopped moving and it hasn’t in a while. Some of them concluded that she may have passed out from exhaustion. What gave them the answer was when they here a door open and someone starts crying as it grows farther away.

It was her little brother panicking after seeing his older sister’s passed out body in her desk. He ran out of her room crying and going to his brother for help. The oldest brother runs into her room after hearing this and immediately calls Shu, her boyfriend. Everyone can hear what is happening, everyone on the discord ends their streams to keep things personal for the girl. They all stayed on the call out of concern.

Shu bursts through the front door after running from his house that wasn’t too far. The brothers dragging him to where they moved her body to her bed. Shu immediately goes to her side and asks one of the brothers for a small towel and bowl of ice water, and the other brother for a first aid kit. Her forehead was slightly red and a little scratched from hitting her head on the edge of her keyboard.

After taking care of her, he stands up to turn off her computer and tells chat that she will be taking a break for a few days before ending the stream. He changes into the extra clothes he leaves there and lays down next to her. He wraps an arm around her waist, making sure she is next to him the whole time. He lays kisses across her face before falling asleep next to her.

[lholland14]

Precious (Leah Williamson x Reader)

A chorus a voices protested as Leah held up her pick for movie night.

"Not again Leah." was the gist of it

The movie Leah held in her hand was none other that her favourite and the one where she had forced her teammates to watch as well. The one and only Lord of The Ring

Everyone grumbled and one by one they left the room to go to Katie's house. It was only when I spoke did Leah look up with a sad frown on her face.

"I'll watch it with you."

"Thanks Y/n," She laughed dryly "But you don't have to."

"No really," I got up off the bed to sit next to her "I love Lord of The Ring my favourite character is  Legolas."

She looked at me in amazement then all of a sudden she squealed in agreement and jammed the CD in the DVD player. (Don't judge me, it's what I have at home)

(If you young people don't know what a DVD player is ... what a sad generation)

(I am also a teen ... so no judgement ...)

As we sat in silence, sometimes making commentary on how whiney Frodo was and how Sam was the real protagonist, I knew she was happy. We binged watched the entire three movies and when we stopped Leah realized it was already 2 a.m.

Since it was already so late Leah offered to drive me home.

She walked to the grinning as I did a horrible impression of Gimli, but I could tell for some reason she was nervous.

"Hey Y/n?" She stopped me just as I was about to close my door.

"Yes?" I opened it wider so I could look at her

"Thank you," She looked down as the ground, her cheeks donning a light pink "For watching the movie with me."

I grinned at her walking closer to her "No problem Leah, I had a lot fun."

"Really?" She looked up, curious.

"If by my life or death I can protect you I will. You have my sword." I quoted Aragorn, tilting my head to get a better look at her blushing face.

She grinned and quoted the next line "And you have my bow"

"Good night Legolas."

"Good night Aragorn."

~~~

It had been weeks since Y/n and Leah had watched Lord of the Ring and were now attached to the hip.

Since Leah was the biggest LotR fan out of the both of them, she decided to teach me Elvish.

I sucked at it.

Like really sucked. Every time she tried to teach it to me I kept getting lost in her eyes, or her hands, or lips, or well you get the idea.

It sucked but I got to spend time with Leah.

To be honest I never heard of Lord of the Rings until I heard Leah talking about it to Beth. She was telling Beth about how amazing the movie is, how perfect the casting was. As I stared at them from across the room I couldn't convey how perfect she was.

So I made it my mission to know everything about Lord of the Ring. I stayed up till the wee hours of the night reading the books, bing watched the movies several times to know the lines. Every time I almost fell asleep reading the books I remembered Leah's face and powered through it.

Now here I am listening to Leah speak in Elvish.

As I listened to her go on and on about something I decided to try my hardest to learn Elvish, just so I could tell her how I felt.

~~~

I sighed shifting from foot to foot in front of Leah's door

"Todays the day." I thought, feeling a rush of confidence making me ring the door bell. Only a few seconds after the girl I fell for so long ago opened the door.

Her bright eyes shining, with a slight smirk poking through her face.

I breathed in deeply before I poured my heart out to my best friend.

"Leah Williamson, im mel cin. Im wanted na treneri- cin since mín were in cín car singing at i caw -o mín lungs na Despacito. Im asked cin cín favourite poet a cin answered Pablo Nuerdo, a so "im mel cin ú- knowing how, ben ir, ben o where. Im mel cin simplui, ú- problems ben pride: im mel cin in hi té because im ceri- ú- know anui other té -o loving but hi, in which ennas na- baw im ben cin, so intimate i cín bor upon nin chest na- nin bor, so intimate i ir im dant- asleep cín eyes close." im know how big -o a fan cin are -o Legolas, but im baur cin na n- Aragorn so im tur- n- cín Arywen. “im Would Rather Share er Lifetime With cin Than níf All i Ages -o hi ambar eriol.” Cin, Leah Williamson are nin precious."

"Leah Williamson, I love you. I wanted to tell you since we were in your car singing at the top of our lungs to Despacito. I asked you your favourite poet and you answered Pablo Nuerdo, and so "I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close." I know how big of a fan you are of Legolas, but I need you to be Aragorn so I can be your Arywen. “I Would Rather Share One Lifetime With You Than Face All The Ages Of This World Alone.” You Leah Williamson are my precious."

It took her a bit to translate but because of my nervousness I thought she was going to reject me, so I started to walk away until I felt a warm hand on my arm spinning me around and soft lips on mine.

When we broke away she leaned her forehead on mine before whispering

"Im'll gladlui n- cín Aragorn."

"I'll gladly be your Aragorn."

[cadaver-moss]

Me when the uhh when the hey look you’re going out on a date with Enna isn’t that nice :3

I made 2 different versions bc at first I was gonna draw Y/N in a suit but then I didn’t feel like I was great at being inclusive so I tried my best :D

[blacksun-judar]

✿ ❀ Introduction and Masterlist ❀ ✿

hey there, i’m enna, 26y/o and finally decided to make a masterlist. a good chunk of my content is nsfw so mdni please. (´･ᴗ･ ` ) i'm not a native speaker, so please bear with me.

for the past three years i’ve only really written in german, so please bear with me. currently, i’m mostly writing for tokyo revengers. but expect some magi and jjk as well.

my twitter: here

RULES

• again, mdni with any of the nsfw content!

• i will tag all of my posts with „blacksun judar writes“

• my asks are always open (´･ᴗ･ ` )

• i write for almost any kink. however, no fem!dom, scat, feet, vore, pet play or anything involving omegaverse, hybrid and bestiality.

• some of the content is potentially triggering and i’ll try to tag accordingly. if I ever miss something please lmk!

• i don’t condone any sort of violence, abuse or morally reprehensible behavior irl. this is purely fictional.

• will mainly write for

tokyorev: bonten trio, kazutora, baji, mikey

magi: hakuryuu and judar

jjk: choso, toji, getou and gojo

• absolutely NO nsfw content involving minors.

• i will not tolerate any form of hate.

Masterlist

nsfw: ✣

Tokyo Revengers

Rindou relationship hcs w/ rindou ✣ (n)sfw alphabet - a, b / ( ✣ ) a, c, g (n)sfw alphabet - h, u, y / ( ✣ ) k, z

Ran relationship hcs w/ ran (✣) sfw alphabet - f, i, k, m & t

Sanzu relationship hcs w/ sanzu (✣) sfw alphabet - f, i, k, m & t

Akkun (n)sfw alphabet - a, g, i / s, t (✣)

Magi

Judar ideal s/o & relationship hcs x artist!s/o courting hcs

... more to follow

[jennareedus]

Thor Odinson x Reader

Simple as that

Summary: There’s a party in Asgard and everyone has gathered in the palace. You’re all having fun until someone insults you and Thor gets angry. 

Word Count: 847

Warnings: Cursing, violence

A/N: I wrote this because I love Thor and after watching the movies again, I realized I have never written a fic that was only focused on him so here it is. This fic is also to celebrate that @myboybarnes exists one year! The blog is absolutely amazing. Enna puts so much effort in her blog and it’s so inspiring. She is just so lovely. Could it get any better? YES, BECAUSE ENNA IS THE SWEETEST. Go check her blog out, make a new friend! I hope your blog will exist many more years, dearie <3 

[Asgard, 8 PM]

It was early in the evening but the party in Asgard was in full swing. Lady Sif and the Warriors Three were sitting together, talking and laughing and sometimes taking a sip of their drinks. Loki was in a corner, observing everyone in silence but he mostly had his eyes on his brother, whom was holding hands with his beloved girlfriend. He envied Thor for everything he had but was good at hiding it when needed. Either way, he respected his brother too. And that was important for you. 

Thor kissed your temple softly and whispered in your ear that he loved you before pulling you on his lap which made you gasp and chuckle afterwards. ‘’Thor! Every Asgardian is present... it’s not the time to misbehave,’’ you teased as your fingers fiddled a bit with his hair. He showed a genuine smile. ‘’I’m not misbehaving, my love. I’m showing everyone that you’ll be the future queen,’’ he said and stared into your eyes for a moment until Odin sat next to Thor and you instantly got off his lap, facing the ground. ‘’Your Highness,’’ you murmured but Thor lifted your chin. ‘’Y/N... he’s my father. I know you respect him and that’s all I need. You don’t have to be ashamed. You belong here now,’’ he explained and Odin offered you a soft smile. ‘’Thor is right, dear. You are a princess. You should not fear me. Asgard should fear you,’’ he spoke and murmured something to his son before dissappearing into the crowd again. 

You were left blushing and being looked at by a few people who were sitting around the table. ‘’Thor,’’ you managed to say and wanted to leave. He noticed the expression on your face. After two years of dating, Thor knew you well. So he grabbed your hand gently and dragged you along with him. He believed you wanted to go somewhere more quiet so he walked towards Loki who was still sitting in a corner. When he noticed you were behind him, he stood up. ‘’Do you want me to leave?’’ he asked but Thor shook his head and you sighed. ‘’Thank you,’’ you said to your boyfriend, leaning into him. ‘’Y/N,’’ Loki grinned at you in mischief and Thor gave him a warning look. 

‘‘What happened there that you got so desperate to join me here?’‘ he asked Thor and you sat next to Loki. ‘‘Odin told me I shouldn’t fear him as princess but Asgard should fear me... after he left, everyone stared at me. It just got too much for me,’‘ you pointed out and fiddled a bit with the sleeve of your dress. Loki grabbed your hand and pressed a small kiss on one of your knuckles. ‘‘You should not worry so much, Y/N. You are loved by everyone. You should not feel ashamed,’‘ he said and winked at you but then another Asgardian walked toward you. ‘‘I will never fear you. You’re from Midgard and everyone knows that! All you are is a traitor to your own world and a liar because you never will be the queen!’‘ he yelled and you were silenced by that. His words hurt alot but not that much for not knowing what Thor was gonna do. ‘‘Baby...babe, he’s not worth it. Let it go,’‘ you stood up and grabbed his hand with both of yours but he growled at the man and Mjölnir was soon in his firm grisp. Suddenly Loki pushed you away as Thor swung his hammer towards the man’s chest. He flew a few feet away and ended up falling right on the table. Everyone looked at the prince with his hammer and gasped. ‘‘Oh my god,’‘ Freya whispered and looked at her son. Thor huffed and went towards the other man again but Loki grabbed his arm and stood in front of him. ‘‘Brother, enough!’‘ he spit and sighed. ‘‘I’ll take care of him. Trust me,’‘ he spoke softly and grinned once again. Thor knew the smile on Loki’s face. You knew you had to run whoever made him do that. ‘‘No. Together,’‘ he answered.

Thor looked behind him to ask for your permission and you knew exactly what he and his brother were gonna do. You didn’t know if you were worth it but you didn’t know what to do and you felt a pressure so you nodded. And so Thor walked towards the young man, giving him more chance. ‘’Do you want to apologize to her?’’ Thor asked but the man offered him a bitter, fake laugh. ‘’No,’’ he spoke in confident but his eyes widened. 

‘‘Then this will be your faith,’‘ Thor whispered and struck him with lightening while Loki struck him with his magic and soon the man vanished. The crowd was shocked. 

‘‘It’s simple as that,’‘ Thor explained and went back to you. Tears were rolling down your cheek and you were sniffling loudly. ‘‘Did you -’‘

Loki shook his head. ‘’No. We scared everyone. We sent him to one of the cells. Now, they fear you.’’

[moonlit-imagines]

Days Go By

Klaus Hargreeves x sibling!reader

warnings: reader is deceased

a/n: this isnt as great as i planned on it being but i still kind of like it 😤😤

prompt: this was inspired by @johnnyshellby’s recent gif imagine: Ben using your death to motivate Klaus to stay sober. Check it out, I absolutely love it! My queen Enna is a fantastic writer 💖💖

It had been some time since you had died, some time since Klaus had fallen to your doorstep and begged for your comfort. Now you looked upon him with a mixture of guilt and pity filling your lost soul. He was barely keeping it together when you were there to help him back on his feet, now he had no one left to go to.

The only company you had here was your other deceased sibling, Ben. He had been stalking Klaus for a while now, much to Klaus’s dismay. But your brother had a useful power now that bodies were dropping around him, bodies he wished he cared for in life more than in death.

“How is he?” You asked Ben in a low and disappointed tone, leaning over on the lonely bench the afterlife had provided you with.

“He’s still...Klaus.” Ben sat beside you and rubbed your back, you exhaled and shook your head, heartbroken that your time had come so soon, you didn’t have time to take care of him like you desperately wanted to. “You’re not going to see him?”

“No,” You gulped, biting your lip to stop it from quivering, “I can’t do it.” You choked your tears back and looked at Number Six. “It kind of sounds like he doesn’t want you around either.”

“Yeah, well, he can’t get rid of me that easily.” Ben’s chuckle faded into silence and the two of you sat there, thinking about what life would have been like if you had survived in that harsh world. Maybe if you weren’t born unwanted. You leaned on your brother’s shoulder and let time pass ever so slowly before he got up again. “I’d better look after him again, I’ll see you later, y/n.”

—————

“Why?!” Klaus screamed into the air with his dead brother as his only audience. “Why can’t I bring them here? I don’t even want you here and here you are!” His insults very rarely affected Ben, who leaned his ghostly body against the wall. “You have to know why I can’t do it, Ben. Why can’t I conjure y/n?” Klaus strained himself as he continued his effort to bring you before him.

“Maybe you should take a break.” Ben cautioned, only agitating his living brother more.

“No!” Klaus snapped, clenching his teeth and pulling his fingers through his hair. There were tears pooling in his bloodshot eyes once more, he’d been crying over this failure for some time now. “I’m sober, Ben! I don’t understand!” He fell to the floor with a thud and sobbed, leaving Ben with the burden of comforting him.

“Klaus, y/n doesn’t want to see you now...” He finally admitted, not knowing if that would make this better or worse. On one hand, Klaus wasn’t a failure, he was just being denied by a spirit. On the other, his favorite sibling refused to see him in the afterlife, yet he was one of the only people who you would actually be able to interact with out there.

“What?” Klaus sniffled, wiping his tears on his sleeve and peeking up at Ben, who’s frown only made him feel worse. “Have you seen y/n?” He asked and received a hesitant nod from his brother. “What?!” There was an echo from his shouting, he had turned angry at record time, but this had to be better than his pity-party.

“They told me they weren’t ready yet, Klaus. You have to respect the dead’s wishes.” Ben argued, which didn’t improve the situation at all. Klaus’s blood was boiling, but he wasn’t mad at you, he was mad at himself. There had to be an underlying reason why you wouldn’t see him. You were disappointed maybe? Ashamed to have called him your brother? Maybe during your life you had always hated him, you just found yourself responsible for him...

Klaus stormed through the hallways of the Academy, stomping on the old wooden floors. Maybe he could get your attention this way.

“Y/N!!! Y/N!!!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, you could hear it from the afterlife, it was like torture. “Come out and face me!” He demanded as more hot tears began to stream down his cheeks and neck. Your tears mimicked his own, it was painful to hear his voice calling your name like this. “You’d better see me!” His voice began to tremble and before you knew it, Ben was with you in the afterlife again.

“What should I do?” You closed your eyes and listened to your frustrated sibling who was banging on walls throughout the house.

“I’m begging you, y/n...” He fell to his knees and let his sorrow take over him, a heavy weight to carry. “Please, talk to me. It’s all I ask.” Klaus was a mess without you, it didn’t take a genius to figure that out, but returning to Earth was such a hard thing for you, it reminded you of all your worried from before death, Klaus most of all.

“Maybe you should talk to him...” Ben placed a hand on your shoulder and let you take a moment to absorb this heartwrenching situation. “He loves you, y/n. You might be the only sibling he could actually say that about. I know he ended up being your burden, but he valued how much you cared for him when you didn’t have to.” Ben took a slight pause and you sighed.

“He wasn’t a burden, Ben.” You admitted as Klaus cried alone on the Academy floor. “He was my brother and he helped me without even realizing it.” You left without another word and appeared behind Klaus in the hallway, sitting beside his curled up body. “Klaus?” You whispered and snapped him out of his shame. He scrambled to sit up and face you, filled with so many emotions by your warm presence gracing him once more.

“Y/N?” He asked in disbelief, not thinking his pleas to the afterlife would actually work on you. “Y/N, I’m sorry for everything. All of it. I was a shitty, good-for-nothing brother up until the day you died and even now I’m no good, I’ve missed you so much, you were all that was good in my life, you—” You were hit with a wave of whiplash among his many confessions to you, you had to stop him.

“Klaus.” You repeated, grabbing his undivided attention as he gazed at your barely-there figure.

“Yes?” He smiled at the comfort of your return, wishing it could be like this forever.

“You have nothing to apologize for.” You reached out to his cheek, despite not being able to touch him, he still appreciated your gesture. “I’m proud of you, and I hope that you continue down this path whether I’m here or not. You have so much to live for, don’t take it for granted like me or Ben. Live on for us and our memory.” You asked of him, hoping that your post-death wish would hold some weight. He nodded eagerly and wiped away another round of tears that began to rain down once again.

“Please don’t go anywhere for a while. It’s all I ask...”

taglist: @alwaysananglophile // @cullens-stuff //

[randomontheinternet]

Our Life Voiced Names A-Z

I heard some people wanted a list of the voiced names so far, so I took the time to copy down all of the names from A to Z. The names are under the cut to not clutter.

A

Aaron

Aayria

Abby

Ace

Adrienne

Aeon

Aeriie

Aesilng

Aga

Aine

Aisha

Aisling

AJ

Aki

Akira

Akua

Alaina

Alex

Alexis

Alfonzo

Ali

Alice

Alijah

Alison

Alvis

Alyssa

Amanda

Amber

Amelia

Amy

Anaïs

Andra

Andre

Andrew

Andri

Angel

Angela

Angie

Anima

Anita

Anna

Anna-Maria

Anne

Annie

Annika

Anthony

Antoine

Aoife

Arabella

Aram

Ari

Arielle

Arrow

Arthur

Arturo

Arty

Ash

Asher

Ashla

Ashleigh

Ashlyn

Aspen

Asteria

Astrid

Athena

Atticus

Audrey

Aura

Aurora

Austin

Autumn

Ayanna

B

Barbie

Basil

Beach

Beata

Bec

Becky

Bee

Belen

Ben

Bethany

Bia

Blue

Bobbi

Bonnie

Boyd

Braden

Brian

Briana

Brielle

Brittany

Brooke

Brooklyn

Bryony

Bunni

C

Cadence

Cai

Cam

Cami

Cara

Carmine

Casey

Cassidy

Cato

Cecilia

Cecily

Celestia

Cerise

Chance

Chantal

Chara

Charlie

Charmaine

Chelle

Chris

Christie

Christina

Chuck

Ciara

Ciaran

Cillian

Claire

Cléo

Coco

Col

Conny

Cookie

Cora

Cori

Corrina

Cristal

Cristina

Crystal

Cygnus

Cyina

D

Dan

Dani

Dante

Daphne

Dara

Dayton

December

Denny

Deremy

Desiree

Desmond

Destiny

Devyn

Dexter

Diamond

Diana

Diane

Dorothy

Duane

E

Eddie

Eden

Elaine

Elda

Eleanor

Elegance

Elena

Elenus

Elissa

Eliza

Elle

Ellie

Eluned

Elysa

Ember

Emilith

Emily

Emma

Emmy

Enjel

Ennae

Eric

Erica

Erii

Erin

Ester

Eve

Evren

Ezekiel

Ezra

F

Felicia

Felicity

Felix

Fianna

Finist

Finn

Flynn

Francesco

Franklin

G

Gabrielle

Gaby

Gail

Garnet

Gavin

Gemma

Genevieve

Gerry

Gigi

Gin

Giulia

Glen

Grace

Gray

Gwen

H

Haley

Halima

Hana

Hannah

Hanni

Haru

Hazel

Heather

Helena

Héloïse

Hime

Hiyori

Hollis

Holly

Hon

Hunter

I

Ian

Iga

Illidan

Imani

Irene

Iris

Isabel

Ishan

Isla

Isolde

Issa-Kabeer

Ivy

J

J.R.

Jacob

Jade

Jaden

Jaiet

Jake

Jan

Janice

Jas

Jasmine

Jasper

Jatin

Javi

Jax

Jay

Jaycie

Jazz

Jeannie

Jeff

Jemma

Jen

Jennifer

Jenny

Jess

Jesse

Jessica

Jessinia

Jill

Jinx

Joanie

Joanna

Joelle

Johanna

Jordan

Jordanna

Joseph

Josh

Josie

Joy

Juleyma

Juli

Julia

Julianne

Julien

June

Jupiter

Justina

K

Kaden

Kai

Kala

Kaleton

Kalina

Karat

Karen

Kat

Kate

Katelyn

Katrina

Kay

Kel

Kellie

Ken

Kendi

Kenton

Kevin

Kia

Kiara

Kiba

Kie

Kien

Kim

Kimberly

Kimory

Kira

Kirsty

Kisa

Kit

Knox

Kodie

Kozmo

Kra

Kristen

Kyan

L

Laëtitia

Lanz

Laura

Lauren

Lavender

Leaf

Leann

Leina

Leo

Leon

Leslie

Letty

Levi

Lex

Lexi

Lia

Libbi

Lidia

Lilith

Lillian

Lily

Lindsay

Lindt

Linley

Lisette

Liss

Livia

Lotus

Lucy

Luke

Luna

Lyla

Lyric

Lvsander

Lysella

M

Maddy

Madeline

Mae

Maggy

Mahari

Mai

Maia

Mali

Mallory

Malyia

Mandy

Marcel

Marcella

Marcia

Marco

Margaret

Mari

Maria

Marianne

Mariposa

Maris

Marissa

Marlene

Martina

Mary

Mary-Elizabeth

Mason

Matina

Matthew

Maus

Max

Maya

McKenzie

Megan

Mel

Melanie

Melissa

Melly

Melody

Merlin

Mia

Mich

Michael

Michelle

Michiko

Mickie

Mikaela

Mikey

Mimi

Mina

Minette

Mini

Mira

Miranda

Mishal

Missy

Mizuki

Molly

Monica

Mordaine

Morgan

Morgana

Moriah

Morina

Muriel

Mykaela

N

Nakira

Nancie

Natalie

Natasha

Nathaniel

Neelam

Nessa

Nessi

Niamh

Nicole

Nier

Night

Nikki

Nina

Noah

Noe

Noel

Nui

O

Oda

Oliver

Olivia

Ollie

Omar

Onyx

Opal

Ori

Osmond

Oumou

P

Paige

Parvati

Patience

Patrice

Patricia

Patrick

Peter

Philippe

Phoebe

Phoenix

Polly

Priya

Q

Querriana

Quinn

Quinniece

R

Rachel

Rain

Rainie

Ran

Randi

Raphaël

Raven

Rayne-Beau

Rayraye

Rebecca

Reed

Rei

Reina

Rémi

Ren

Revan

Rhiannon

Rhi-Rhi

Rhyne

Rika

Riley

Rini

Riona

Risa

Riven

Riza

Robyn

Rory

Rosa

Rose

Rosetta

Rosie

Rowan

Runa-Lucienne

Ruth

Ryan

Rye

S

Sabrina

Sage

Salem

Sam

Samantha

Sammi

Sandy

Sara

Saro

Sasha

Savannah

Season

Selena

Selkie

Serena

Shaelei

Shakyra

Shay

Shayla

Sheena

Shelbie

Sid

Sienna

Silvia

Simmy

Simon

Sinead

Skye

Skyla

Skylar

Soffia

Soleil

Sonja

Sora

Soraya

Stacey

Star

Stefan

Stevie

Stella

Steph

Stephanie

Stephen

Story

Susan

Suzy

Sydney

T

Tama

Tammy

Tanisha

Tanya

Taylor

Ted

Teddy

Terra

Terrence

Terry

Thomas

Thorgunna

Tiago

Tida

Tobias

Toki

Tokiko

Tom

Tommy

Tomoko

Trey

Tricia

Tristan

Twila

Tye

U

Uma

Undyne

V

V

Vaeril

Van

Vandy

Vaughn

Vaylin

Velise

Venla

Vera

Verly

Verv

Vesper

Vi

Vicky

Victor

Vina

Vincent

Violette

Vivi

Vivienne

W

Wendy

Westley

Whispthera

Winnie

Wonder

X

Xander

Xavier

Xiri

Y

Yasmin

Ylthin

Yon

Yoonie

Yuki

Yukino

Yuli

Yvette

Yvonne

Z

Zachary

Zack

Zae

Zariyah

Zayla

Zen

Ziya

Zo

Zoey

[ladyideal]

This Is Us Part 5

Pairing: Legolas x OC!Reader

Word Count: 3003

Warnings: Nudity (but it ain’t sexy times.)

Summary: When the One Ring was found, it becomes a journey across Middle Earth to destroy it. Watch as the Fellowship is formed, and crossed the continent, where loyalty will be tested, and love will blossom at the most unexpected places.

A/n: A lot of dialogue, so bear with me here. Just want to get the group closer to one another. :)

Chapter 4 ~ Masterlist ~ Chapter 6

The Fellowship climbed a winding way among the great trees. They ascended the path until night fell. In the blue glow of a moonlit night, the Fellowship climbed a twisting stair about the trunk of a tree, past glimmering lights of silver and blue.

Far above, the silhouetted shapes of the shadowy tree-branches loomed over the group. Passing numerous platforms, the company came to a stop before a great palace in the trees, lit with silvery lights. A curving walkway laid before, leading up a low stair to an archway.

They gathered before the arch as Haldir stepped to a side. A glowing couple, hand in hand, descended down the stairs to meet the Fellowship. The Fellowship, other than you, the two Rangers and elves, stared in awe. Aragorn touched his head once in greeting.

The light dimmed, and before the Fellowship the Lord and Lady, Galadriel and Celeborn, halt. The Lady's eyes focused on Frodo first then to you, but Celeborn was the first that spoke.

"The Enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Eight there are here, yet nine there were, set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf?" Celeborn asked. "For I much desire to speak with him. I can no longer see him from afar."

As he spoke, Galadriel's eyes flickered to Alena's, who looked up.

"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into shadow," The Lady of Light answered her husband's question, which Alena nodded slightly. 

Celeborn turned to Galadriel in surprise. 

"He was taken by both Shadow and Flame: a Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria," Legolas shook his head sadly. 

"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his whole purpose," Galadriel continued, focusing on Gimli when the dwarf sadly bowed his head. "Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-dûm fill your heart, Gimli, son of Glóin. For the world has grown full of peril. And in all lands, love is now mingled with grief."

You looked away from the pair to study the trees around you. Anything to forget about Gandalf's death. You weren't the only one, as out of the corner of your eye, you watched as Boromir turned his pained face to the Lady, blinking and swallowing hard. 

The Lady stared back. 

After a moment, Boromir broke the gaze, weeping to the side.

"What now becomes of this Fellowship? Without Gandalf, hope is lost." The Lord of Lothlorien turned to his wife. 

""The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all." Galadriel smiled softly, now turning back to you. 

"Yet hope remains while the company is true."

As if by a mysterious force, you looked back up at her. 

"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace."

With that, the Fellowship accepted the offer wearily. The nights in Moria were long and uncertain. All the while, the maiar's death was fresh, and weighed heavily on everyone's mind. You lagged behind as Alena and Haldir took up the front, leading towards a temporary shelter.

"Y/N, Keeper of the Winds and the Stars, child of the Highest Valars," Galadriel whispered in your mind, casting her eyes sideways at you. "Welcome to Arda and to Lothlorien."

Once the Followship spread their bedrolls and made camp, Alena and Haldir excused themselves, taking a worn, but lighted path.

"Haldir," Alena breathed, stopping once out of earshot of the group.

"Meleth nin," The Haldir spoke, turning to the she half elf. "Manen an gar- mín vedui govannen." (My love, how long have we last met?)

"Avo ‘osto," She presses her forehead against his. "Gerich veleth nín." (Don't worry, you have my love.)

The marchwarden gently reached for the chain around her neck, drawing out the engagement ring. "Le annon veleth nín, híril nín." (And I give my love to you, my lady.)

For the the first time since meeting at the borders, the two embraced, lending the other with much needed love and warmth. It was awhile before Haldir stepped back.

"Nostad lín sui orch," He wrinkled his nose. "Cin baur a fós." (Your smell is like an Orc, take a bath.)

The beginnings of a small, relaxed smile appeared on Alena's face. She was home. "Tul-na nin. (Come with me.)

"Happilui." (Happily.)

Lounging in the tub of pleasantly hot water with hints of lavender within, Alena relaxed, soaking in the luxuries of being at home. Perhaps she could convince Haldir for a shoulder massage.

As the water cooled, she reluctantly stepped out and into a warm, cloud like, white robe. Pulling the plug, she suddenly padded out into the room, and found the marchwarden sitting on the edge of the bed, shrugging on a fresh new set of clothes.

"Meleth nin," He spoke first, watching his fiancee dig around the closet for a set of tunics. "Padad-na nin?" (My love, take a walk with me?)

"Mas anirach baded?" Alena asked, fixing her clothes and twirling in front of the wall length mirror. "Manen ceri- im thír?" (Where do you want to go? How do I look?)

Haldir watched fixated on the elleth, transfixed by the beauty in front. And yet, she was his. How in middle Earth did that happen.

"Ve vana ve i elena ro," He cleared his throat a few times, unable to get the lump out. (As beautiful as the stars above.)

The breathtaking smile he received in response, stole his breath away once more. Alena turned to him. "Tolo, hîr nín." (Come, my lord.)

Leafs of stained gold wafted down from the towering trees, adorning the gravel path with specks of gold. Jewel like color flowers sprouted from both sides, gifting the world with their unique shapes and petals. As the voices of other elves faded behind, the sounds of the forest resurfaced as animals chattered to one another, and colorful birds of paradise flew overhead singing their songs for all to hear. 

Ahead, sounds of lapping water could be heard. A layer of mist descended from above, settling into wisps, curling eagerly around the pair. Beams of moonlight shown through the canopy, as stars danced and twinkled across the night sky.

"Meleth nin," Haldir spoke in the silence once they've stopped at the end of the bridge, overlooking the lake. "It has been too long, and I'm afraid it'll be much longer till we next meet again."

Alena gently placed a hand on one of the marchwarden's stiff shoulders, and looked over at the still water. A white crescent moon reflected on the lake, dotted with plenty wavering sizes of stars, and one lone grey cloud shrouded parts of the splendor.

"Then let's make the best of the time that we have here," She responded. "Gandalf has fallen to the shadows. We will rest here, grief over him, and leave when we are ready, but not a moment too soon."

Haldir hummed in agreement, relishing in the presence of the she half elf. He was fortunate, he realized, that despite all the harrowing events that happened, they were both still alive and well. 

He reached out to gently nuzzle her cheek with a finger. "Gweston, Alena, iel -o Fenris, ana i valaina. Uare i cor na- lala tare, yare i forces -o mordor lende, emme indóme vest." (I swear, Alena, daughter of Fenris, to the Valars. When the ring is gone, when the forces of Mordor are conquered, we will wed here.)

"Gandalf na- lelya-. Man ceri- mín gar-?" Alena answered. (Gandalf is gone. What do have left?)

"I elena, i ithil, i anor, mín mellons. Ir ennas na- galad, ennas na- estel," The marchwarden pointed up at the night sky. "Mín gar- ammen." (The stars, the moon, the sun. When there is light, there is hope. We have us.)

The half elf stood close to him, standing against his lean chest. "I missed you, Haldir." She murmured.

"As I have missed you, Alena," He whispered, leaning down to gently press his lips to hers. 

It was a quick kiss, but the gesture spoke volumes. A small group of various races coming together, to fight against the whole world. Even though the odds were stacked against them, the world must be fought for.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" He mumbled against her lips, peering hopefully at the elleth.

"I must stay with the Fellowship, meleth. Their hearts are heavy with grief still. Another night when times aren't so hard."

Haldir held her in his arms, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I understand."

The pair stayed in the embrace, observing the peaceful night for as long as they could. 

Back in the makeshift camp, you sat cross legged on your bed roll, staring down at frayed parts of the tunic. Songs from the elves of Lorien could be heard in the distance.

"A Olórin i yaresse

Mentaner i Numeherui

Tírien i Rómenóri"

(Olórin who once was

Sent by the Lords of the West

To guard the Lands of the East)

"Melme nóren sina

núra ala

Eäro"

(Our love for this land

Is deeper than the deeps

Of the sea)

"What are they singing about?" Pippin spoke from the other side.

"A lament for Gandalf," You answered quietly, looking away from the sounds.

"What do they say about him?" Merry picked up. 

This time you didn't answer. Instead, Legolas spoke as he watched you. "I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near."

To your left, Aragorn continued sharpening his sword as Gimli snored beside him. Legolas stood up, surprising you as he offered a hand.

"Come with me, Y/N. I want to show you a place," He smiled. 

You looked around at the camp, hesitating when Aragorn swatted Gimli repeatedly for snoring loudly, and eventually moving away to Boromir. 

"Okay," You agreed, grabbing his hand to pull yourself up to your feet. "Be back soon, Aragorn."

A grunt from your right was all the affirmation you heard.

"Maiaron i Oiosaila,

Manan elye etevanne

Nórie i malanelye?"

(Wisest of all Maiar,

What drove you to leave

That which you loved?)

"Ilfirin nairelma

ullume nucuvalme.

Nauva i nauva."

(Yet we will cast all away

Rather that submit.

What should be shall be.)

"I bet they don't mention his fireworks. There should be a verse about them." Sam stood up. "The finest rocket ever seen. They burst in stars of blue and green. Or after thunder, silver showers came falling like a rain of flowers."

"Perhaps you can write one for him, Sam," You smiled wryly at the hobbit. "I bet Gandalf would have loved one coming from you."

The hobbit shook his head at your suggestion. ""Oh, that doesn't do him justice by a long road."

"Just a try."

"Ú-reniathach

i amar galen

I reniad lín ne môr, nuithannen."

(No more will you wander

The green fields of this earth

Your journey has ended in darkness.)

""Take some rest. These borders are well protected." Aragorn spoke as he sat beside the captain.

"I will find no rest here. I heard her voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me, 'Even now, there is hope left.' But I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope." Boromir retorted with a single shake of his head. "My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing. And now our- our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right and I-I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored."

There was silence between the two.

"Have you ever seen it Aragorn? The White Tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver. Its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?" The captain asked, turning to the Ranger.

"I have seen the White City, long ago," The Ranger unclasped his green cloak.

One day, our paths will lead us there. And the tower guard shall take up the call, "The Lords of Gondor have returned!"

Aragorn smiled slightly at his words, then looked away.

"Where are we going, Legolas?" You asked, after a moment of following the elf.

"A spot I found, not long ago," He spoke, pointing at the lump of dirt. "The hill right there. I can teach you how to make flower crowns."

"Flower crowns?" You repeated in disbelief, giggling at the end.

"Yes, mellon, flower crowns," Legolas grinned at you.

"That's hardly a hill, Legolas," You rolled your eyes at him, but grinned back at him. 

In front, a field of flowers waved gently back and forth with the wind. The breeze softly whispered through each strand of your hair, curling around your fingers, and affectionately caressed your cheek.

"It's a beautiful night," You spoke, sitting down when Legolas made a spot for you.

"As are you," The elf returned. 

Immediately, heat rushed to your cheeks and you turned away from him.

"Let me teach you, Y/N," He grasped a flower stem. "Watch carefully."

It was rhythmic, even soothing as you copied his technique intently. At times where the crown was loose in some places, he would reach over, brush his hands over yours, and teach you how to fold one stem over another to tighten the circle.

For a moment, you forgot all your worries, your pain, your suffering, and your grief of Gandal. Being with Legolas was like a balm to your injuries, gently coaxing you, and believing in you as you worked on the crown. At times, you glanced sideways at his knowing, nimble hands. 

It was an arrangement of oranges, reds, and yellows. To be frank, the flower crown was one of the beautiful pieces you had ever laid eyes upon. Although you were older than Legolas, you were glad he shared this piece of knowledge with you.

An art form.

"Long days ahead," He spoke, gazing in determination at the flower crown in his hands. "No Gandalf, no one to lead the Fellowship."

"My mother told me that even when the two trees at home were cut down, there were still hope," You continued tying the stems together. "That even during the darkest nights, hope can still be found. It's not easy to see it, but it's there."

The elf was silent, as he paused his work to turn to you. "Do you think so?"

"I know so, Legolas," You placed your finished crown. "There, the flower elf prince of Greenwood."

"What do you think, mellon?" Legolas stood up, grinning happily at you as he adjusted the crown.

"It suits you," You chuckled, watching as he reached down to pick more flowers. "Why don't we make one for everyone? No i brestanneth anírach tírad vi amar." (Be the change you want to see in the world.)

He stilled at your words, straightening back up, flowers forgotten. "Ú-chenion." (I don't understand.)

"Caro naid dithin na veleth veleg," You stood up, taking his hand in yours. "Mín ma ceri- hi go-." (Do small things with great love. We will do this together.)

He stepped dangerously towards you, crowding into your space. You breath hitched as he stared down at your lips, memorizing every inch of it. "Go-, híril nín?" (Together, my lady?)

"Y/N, Legolas," A voice spoke out from the treeline. 

You quickly shoved the prince away from you, desperate to create distance between you and him. Legolas turned red at the thought of being caught together, and you turned towards the newcomer.

Galadriel emerged from the path, keenly observing you and the prince. 

"Lady Galadriel," You greeted quietly, sitting back down on the patch of ground from earlier. The elf nodded once in respect, and sat down beside you again. This time your knees touched, and you tried your best to ignore it.

"Y/N," She greeted, a smile gracing her face. "What brings the child of Valar here?"

"The same reason why Gandalf was sent," You responded. "Why all of us still fight."

"Morgoth's forces number by the thousands. Sauron does not know you are here, but I fear he will soon. You can not fight him."

"Until Dagor dagorath comes, the fight against my uncle will never cease."

"Dagor dagorath?" Legolas wondered.

You leveled your gaze at him. "The end of all times, when my father and his herald will lead the army of Arda and Ainurs against him. Then finally bring peace like it once was."

There was silence.

"Man gonoded eraid derithach?" Galadriel stepped closer. (How long will you stay here?)

"Tenna sauron na- lala tare," You answered with the smallest of smiles. (Until Sauron is no more)

"Ir ma cin treneri- hain?" Legolas turned to you, watching as your smile dropped. (When will you tell them?)

You turned back towards the direction where the makeshift camp was. "Er aur." (One day.)

As the stars lights flickered above you, you sighed. Being here was one thing, but another to not intervene. All you could do was to give advice. 

"I'll stay with you, mele-," He stumbled over his words. "Melon nin."

Galadriel smiled as the prince cleared his throat, in a futile attempt to cover his mistake. You studied the ground, until a hand took yours and you looked back up to find Galadriel standing close to you.

"Gwend sui lotheg i edlothia an-uir," She whispered within your mind. "Mel na an-uir." (Friendship is like a flower that blooms forever. Love is forever.)

You glanced over at Legolas, who met your shy gaze, but quickly broke it apart. 

"Aranel -o i valar," She continued. "Enyal- sina." (Princess of the Valar, remember this.)

"Cin na mel." (You are loved.)

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