#I should sleep but mmmmm

[n7viper]

It’s 2am and I’m back on my “guardian whose eye colour changes with their subclass” bullshit again 🙃

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

maybe it’s because i have the “Happy Birthday, Nahida” music stuck in my head, but-

the Fatui finding out about Childe’s Foul Legacy and immediately taking advantage of it. using the energy from the transformation to power machinery, forcing Childe to stay in the form for long periods of time to train him more, make him an even better fighter, and if he doesn’t comply, they “discipline” him. he doesn’t remember it when the transformation finally gives out- Il Dottore made sure of that- but Foul Legacy begins slipping beyond his control, becoming guarded and frightened, lashing out at the smallest things, which is exactly what the Fatui want. and Childe himself feels dull, emotions deadened and hollow as the upper Harbingers wave away his questions.

Foul Legacy will become a weapon of war, even if they have to erase “Tartaglia” entirely.

eventually Childe finds it difficult to differentiate between himself and his Foul Legacy form- day by day he loses more control over it, glancing down to find his hands suddenly transformed into claws or his mouth filled with sharp fangs, until one day the human Childe is lost, and only Foul Legacy remains. the Harbinger Tartaglia becomes buried, any mentions of him scraped away or excused with him being killed in action. Foul Legacy becomes the Fatui’s trump card- a cold, emotionless beast that obeys only the Tsaritsa and the Harbingers, staying sealed in a cage when not “operational” while Tartaglia, Childe, and Ajax are lost to time.

Foul Legacy as the Fatui’s first and best Abyssal weapon.

and you as the ordinary agent who accidentally brings back the human Ajax.

[enden-k]

listen, i jsut regularly think about how they got hurt there and go like "that must have hurt so bad wowiee... anw i need to amplify that and have them take care of each other in a soft moment right now-"

(vid of those scenes utc if u wanna see them again i guess??)

[the-kipsabian]

would love to be a part of a wrestling group chat/discord again...

but at the same time i know its gonna be in no time that im gonna feel like an outsider and want to retreat and leave and will ruin everyones vibes lmao

[mooodyblue]

rambling in the tags 😵‍💫

[casey--co]

drew an old character from gacha i used to have 😔

i lov them though<33

[asdnahj]

girl flirting “what’s your sign” Girl, I’m a sign you need to raise your standards

[greenfiredragonfly]

I need to...get a watch. tick tick tick good nice comfort sound please

[applejuicebegood]

Could you possibly write some more headcanons for how Jason Todd would slowly warm up to affection? I know you mentioned it briefly in a previous post if I'm remembering correctly but I just need more on him possibly not even notices how his behavior around reader begins to change!!!! (This is all prior to a relationship)

A/N: Mmmmm very sweet indeed, I love writing for this idiot sm. Thank you so much for requesting dude! I really hope that you like it!!

Masterlist

He first thought of it as impossible that someone as soft and as sweet as you could ever fit into his life of grit, violence and blood. He knew you as an opposite - a total contrast to the rough edges that fitted his body and world. But love is stubborn, and so were you.

The first major change you unintentionally enacted was the bettering of his sleeping habits. After your fifth date, you asked if he had been sleeping enough and if everything was ok. Your concern bubbling over at the sight of his lush green eyes now sunken in by a surrounding deep purple. His shoulders were slumped forward and his steps stumbled as you walked next to him down the library shelves. He perked up, the sweet trill of your voice drawing him out from his drowsy state. He was used to pulling all-nighters, his job practically required it. But it was the first time he felt guilty about it. He laughed it off, assuring you that he just couldn't sleep the other night.

Only when he clicked his apartment door close after walking you home, did he reflect on how little he actually slept in general. And never wanting to see that fearful empathy in your eyes again, he started sleeping at least more than an hour each day. It took time to fight back the creeping guilt of supposedly neglecting his duties in protecting Gotham but he would rather revel in that guilt then make you worry about him.

Once you two started officially dating, the second major change was his discovering of his love of your touch. The quickness of your shoulders bumping or you playfully hitting his arm in a fit of laughter was the purest form of electricity and warmth burrowing into his skin and settling into his bones. Your gentleness was so foreign to him. His skin throbbing in bruises or his muscles stinging in agony was familiar. The gentle brush of your warm hand over the side of his face, was not.

It took time for him to grow comfortable with your physical affection - but when he did, god, it was like discovering a limitless source of vitality, all wrapped up in the most flawlessly beautiful of persons. He longed for the closeness of your skin if he was gone for long missions. He would cry into the circle of your arms, all of his unexpressed gratitude and love for you boiling over in hiccuped sobs.

He leans into your touch like a cat leans into ear scratches. He'll nuzzle his cold cheeks into the softness of your palms as you brush his tangled black locks back up over his forehead. He squeezes your hand to silently signal when you both need to cross a street or just to remind him that your still by his side.

From you he learned how easy it was to smile at the world. You reintroduced him back into the reality of natural goodness existing around him. This translated back into his Red-Hooding, of now seeing a city worth protecting. Not just because your in it, but because he now knows of the beauty and the laughter it holds. Within the graffitied concrete walls and stretches of hidden art galleries and grassroots community centres. Of the small queer clubs and community bookstores both of you would frequent. He learned to fall in love with Gotham because he fell in love with you.

Before going public with your relationship to his family, the sudden shift in his stern behaviour was glaring. Jason was gentler and actually trying, although awkwardly, to deepen his connection to his little brothers and sisters. You said that he was going to be stuck with them anyway, so he should learn to see them as the family he always deserved to have. Tim and Duke tease him, egging him on to explain why he decided to show up with a Tupperware of hand-baked velvet cookies for Steph and Cass (no, he didn't let Tim and Duke have any). He could throw a pillow at them and chase them through the manor, telling them to shut their faces, but nothing could distract anybody from the fact that someone was bringing back a Jason both Dick and Bruce thought they had buried.

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 17/11✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

Anonimo ha chiesto: (Baby Mk trying to wake up macaque) Macaque: Wukong your son's awake Wukong: Before sunrise he's your son. Lol lion King reference

Aaaaaaahhh I love it! I was thinking the same!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I wonder if MK is experiencing any other Yaoguai urges? Besides his crush instincts and fun Monkey habits and behaviors.

mmmmm I think he mostly sometimes starts a tantrum in monkey style, where he starts to move a lot and jumps around

Anonimo ha chiesto: So like do macaque and wukong have rings or anything like now I think it would be cute if they renewed their vow.

I think I need to go study traditional chinese weddings traditions

l@ovingshadowpeaches ha chiesto: Ohhh my gosh i finally have the balls to send you this ask!! I adore your shadowpeach bio parents AU SO SO SO MUCH, your art style is so satisfying and mesmerising to look at, the plot is chefs kiss and I hope you know I LOVE all the soysauce duo content i am being fed and our Macaque introject adores it because the MK he knows is his son and your comic makes him feel a lot more valid and closer to his boy, your comic is so comforting to both him and me. I can't wait to see how it all plays out and I can't express enough how much we love love this comic!! All the love!!! GAH!!!

awww tysm for your ask!!!! :')

Anonimo ha chiesto: I think that is hilarious that macaque yoinked the great sage. Also other demons jealous Mac?!?! I need more jealous mac. I can only imagine it went like, Here is a basket of delicious peaches for your enjoyment. Excuse me while I go beat the shit out this demon for trying to take you away (Not that they could even if they got past Macaque).

hehe meanwhile Wukong's ego grows tenfold

Anonimo ha chiesto: SHADOWPEACH BIO PARENT AU The last question had me saying: what was Pigsy's and Tang's reaction to Mk's l̶o̶v̶e̶r̶ crush on Red Son? And also the court napping thing?

I think at first they didn't believe it, then they realized what happened, and didn't know wheter being shocked or not since they should have absolutely saw it coming.

@vex--lynn ha chiesto: Do you find it crazy how much you've affected the Fandom, like you've taken it by storm! It's kinda like when "Garden across our collarbone" took over the Fandom. In the end, we're left crying happy tears. I'm so happy to have found this comic while it was still being made cause I feel like I'm part of the adventure of these crazy monkies! I wish you nothing but the best for you!! <3

BRO u CAN'T JUST PULL OUT THAT NAME AND MINE IN THE SAME CONTEXT. That fic is like an atomic bomb I'm just a humble artist drawing gay monkies.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I just want you to know that your LMK comic is getting me through a really hard time in my life right now. It really helps to have something to smile about and look forward to. Thank you so much for all the recent fluff. It brings me a lot of joy. 💕 Awwww tysm!!

Aww that's so nice to hear!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Okay since mac has 6 sensitive ears... wouldn't be sometimes hard for him...? l mean what if there was very strong noises like fireworks or smt around!? U know what is the best solution for this!! Mac lying down between wukong's arms and put his head on chest and listen to his heartbeat!!! This will absolutely will calm him down right? I WANNA SEE THIS IN YOUR COMICS PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAASS

askjcbaicbasc that's sooooo cute! Maybe, perhaps, in the future, who knows....

Anonimo ha chiesto: Is it slowly building back up to shadowpeach getting back together or? 🤔 idk their relationship status rn

situationship so bad these 2 are sleeping together and have a kid but still are allergic to flirt like normal people.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Got a question about Sun Wukong being trans. I know he probably uses glamour to hide his ✨✨boobies✨✨. But like, is he also using tape or are they kinda just... Out Cause now I'm thinking about the times we've seen him shirtless so like... ???

before he learned to shapeshift he mostly used bandages since that's all he could do at the time. Now MK is teaching him what binders are and he couldn't be more grateful.

@ayrza ha chiesto: I know you may not share it, or even read it, but I need to get it out of me. Do you realize that MK has only had father figures and no mother figures? Which means that the simple word "MAMA" carries too much sentimental weight and that's... 🥹 THIS COULD NOT BE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU ALREADY MADE IT!!! MY BABY SAID MAMA!!!! 😭✨💖

o my gAAAAHHD I THINK THAT WAS UNINTENTIONAL OF ME BUT THIS CHANGES EVERYTHINGGG

@s-p-r-i-n-g-t-i-m-e ha chiesto: question: what does MK call Pigsy and Tang? Anonimo ha chiesto: I love the new post i am crying 😢 😭 But I do have a question is mac mama and wukong Baba, or is wukong Mama and mac baba this is an important question I have for you???

Pigsy is "Dad" and Tang is "Papa". Mac is "Mama" and Wukong is "Baba"

Anonimo ha chiesto: I’ve seen many many drawings and intereptations of Mac being all piecered, especially on his ears cause if you have six, you gotta use em. Does macaque have any piercings in your au or is his ears too sensitive for that in your mind? Does he like to fidigit with them or any body else?

mmmm he can perfectly have it. I think he would have a few, but only rings and like each of them is far from the others in the lobe area because I can imagine someone with sensitive Hearing wouldn't like to hear the sounds of metal or earrings tingeling every time he moves around.

@alchemical-spill-on-aisle-three ha chiesto: In your shadowpeach comic, is Mei going to help MK with his crush? I just think it would be really funny if they got into hijinks while trying to get MK and Redson together lol

Mei is the one who organized their sparring meetings in the first place. She was Spicynoodle number 1 fan since the beginning.

@straightally2001 ha chiesto: Hmm... if Kai is gonna be MK and Red Son's son does that mean that Nya is gonna be Mei's daughter?

Omg yes. But guys don't tempt me or I might make a "Spicynoodle 50 years later/ninjago crossover" comic the size of the shadowpeach one if we go down this path

Anonimo ha chiesto: If mk is a trans does he still get period?

yes

Anonimo ha chiesto: what is MK’s favorite thing about red boy?

The fact that he tries to hide his emotions but his fire powers reflects them out of his control. MK thinks it's very cute.

Anonimo ha chiesto: So, are you ever going to make a sick episode for the bio dads? I am asking because I am sick, and it would be interesting to see what they are like when sick.

nope sorry. donesn't fit in the current schedule. But MK will go at the hospital at some point if that's of any reassuring.

@sokda-lal-ashes ha chiesto: Do you have why doodles that aren't exactly in the stories but that fits your bio parents au? I love your art so much!! Especially your redson design!!!

Yes but they are spoilers. Sorryyy

Anonimo ha chiesto: Wukong: hay don't forget to eat breakfast. Macaque: what are you talking about I just ate Wukong: you had espresso & anit depressants that is not a meal. Macaque (repeats mocking Wukong) I don't need your judgement I feel like the whole being revived thinks makes macaque sometimes not realize he's hungry or thirsty

ahah how much I relate (I don't take antidepressant but a lot of magnesium bc of mood swings)

@astro-lmk-enjoyer ha chiesto: Wait… if macaque gets his power from a lunar eclipse, does that mean that wukong gets his power from a solar eclipse? Bye <3

Anonimo ha chiesto: Oh so I just had a thought! Since the light hair streaks are being caused by a lunar eclipse because Macaque draws his powers from the moon, is the opposite true for Wukong? Are any of his powers from the sun and would something happen if there was a solar eclipse? Love all the world building in your comics its all so good!!!

mmm I don't think that's how it works.

Anonimo ha chiesto: wait, so since the brotherhood knew about Macaque courtnapping Wukong, did they ever have to witness the monstrosity of cuddles and affection you describe Shadowpeach when they’re together? I could only imagine the awkwardness. Or many they’re totally cool with them being open with each other right in front of them. I know th3 brotherhood won’t show up in your comic as you’ve said before but a fan can only dream.

Oh yeah. O yeah they did.

@shamelesschopshopwasteland ha chiesto: How are Macaque and Wukong? Do they spend time with each other outside of sleeping? (Also I love you AU!!! <3)

Macaque still works from time to time to the Dojo in weekdays, and also likes his alone time, but has been spendind more time with Wukong to help the other monkeys and telling stories about what happened in all those years they missed when they were still enemies.

Anonimo ha chiesto: (I LOVE YOUR ART SM IFDJKEWVJHA, make sure to take breaks!!) Considering Macaque doesn't like the cold. (I love that HC so much, especially because I like to HC that he's freezing 24/7 can only warm up with hot springs and touch but not actual heat/the sun) How would Macaque react in a snowstorm/winter. Would he just bundle up a lot or lock himself in a room or something similar?

3 layers of jackets and self-heating socks when he's going around, otherwise Hot springs every evening.

Anonimo ha chiesto: what other nicknames/pet names does SWK and Macaque have for one another beside peaches and plum?

mmm I think Sun and Moon

@patienceandpokemon ha chiesto: Okay, rip my heart out with happiness in P7 of Monkie trio with the moonlight reveal why don't you?! THANK YOU! But in seriousness, in the latest bit . . Are Mac and MK recharging their shadow powers under the moonlight? Is that why Mac never really attacked in season 1-3 in your AU of LMK, unless there had been a full moon prior? Or am I snowballing into unrelated territory? Anywho, love the comic! He's so fucking fluffy and white like a pearl! And MK, baby fluff!!!!!

Wait he actually did it in the series?? I never noticed!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Soooooo we know Macaque did the courtnapping for shadowpeach so who did the courtnapping for the demon bull family? PIF or DBK👀

I think PIF did?

@boonalina ha chiesto: Question: In your AU, when exactly did Mac and PIF become sworn siblings? Cuz we know Wuk and Mac were sworn bros with DBK, and then DBK "betrayed" them by getting together with PIF. So when exactly would Mac have become sworn siblings with her? Was it like during the time Wukong was under the mountain or smth? Cuz it does seem like Mac drifted apart from the Brotherhood when Wukong was imprisoned.

this is a fandom headcanon, but I believe it was a little after Wukong was imprisoned, and a little after Macaque was revived

[damascus-crowned-king]

Foolish love, but damn if it isn't true

Fool!Guy and Fool!Honey

It's really fucking bad yall

They were bored.

They were the only one awake at 6:30 AM, and they hated it. Years of waking up early out of fear that they would be late for some sort of event or that if they didn't wake up early enough, they wouldn't be as productive was biting them in the ass.

So they decided to bother their adorable, grumpy, currently asleep boyfriend.

"Guy."

"Baby."

"Darling."

"Sugar."

"Flour. Egg. Butter. Vanilla extract. Baking soda. "Salt. If you don't answer me, the pet names are just gonna get weirder, Guy."

"Nothing? Alright."

...

Radio silence.

"My oatmeal cream pie. My tomato soup."

"My honey-"

It only took a second for Guy to grab the back of their head and shove their face into a pillow and lay on top of them. Rendering them immobile.

"Oomph!"

"First of all. I call you honey, not the other way around. Second of all, It's too early and you should go back to bed. Third of all, why were almost all of those "pet names" food related?"

"I'm bored... and I can't go back to sleep, and also, I'm hungry, and who said that you trademarked the nickname 'honey'?!"

He replied dryly. "I did."

They squirmed for a minute before giving up under him. "Can you get off of me now?"

He questioned them slightly, still mildly crushing them under his weight. "Are you gonna chill out?"

"Maybe..."

"..."

"....Okay I'll calm down... lame-ass..."

"Did you say something?"

"Nothing, sweetheart~"

"That's what I thought." He got off top of them and laid on his side while Honey wrapped their arms around him so he could nuzzle his face in their chest.

They eventually started scratching his scalp, and they made a small smile at him leaning into their touch. "Your roots are kinda showing. Do you want me to touch 'em up for you?"

Guy scrunched his face in confusion and slight judgment at their behavior, still mumbling into their neck. "Honey. Did you just sniff my hair?"

Guy buried his face in the crook of their neck and wrapped his arms around them even tighter, mumbling a tired response. "Yeah... Tomorrow."

Honey slightly shivers at Guy's warm breath on their neck, smirking at his clinginess. "Okay." Letting out a soft confirmation before burying their face in his hair, taking a deep whiff of his natural scent mixed with his coconut and mango shampoo.

Honey smirked at Guy's convicting tone. "What? You smell good."

Guy scoffed at honey, finding their fascination for his smell odd. "You're such a weirdo..."

"What? You want me to say you smell bad? 'Cus I could."

"I mean, you could, but then you'd just look like a liar..."

"Do you want me to appreciate your smell or say you smell gross?"

"You could just... not smell me. That's an option." He says, throwing out the proposition, knowing full well it won't be taken into consideration.

Honey, fake-considers his suggestion, very obviously not actually thinking about not smelling him. "Mmmmm nah I'll pass."

Guy rolls his eyes and holds Honey tighter, wrapping his legs around them like a koala. Squeezing them tightly while they play with his hair.

This was the life to Guy. Silence and cuddles, Honey's fingers tangling into his hair and Guy secretly taking in their scent. (Hypocrite) Who wouldn't love this serene, still moment...

"Has anyone told you you're absolutely perfect?"

Guy was stunned to say the least. For Honey to say something so out of the blue and something so sappy had his heart skipping a beat.

"Um... no? What's up with you?" Guy was confused. Confused but not that surprised. His Honey was always one to speak their mind, but sometimes they said things that had him flustered. And he wasn't exactly the best at preparing for their unaware sweet words.

"Just sayin'. You're adorable, you're sweet, you smell amazing all the time, and you feed me. That seems like perfect boy behavior to me."

Whoooo boy. Yep. This is how he dies. Four years of being together, and he still turned into a bashful mess whenever Honey was all mushy with him... which was most of the time.

"God you are so..."

"Sooo...? What?"

Guy lets out a soft, resigned sigh and leans into them. "Charming."

Honey snorts at Guy somewhat dropping the tough-guy act and admitting he finds them charming, their ego rising at his simple word of affirmation.

"And that's all the sappy shit you're getting out of me today. No more."

"Ahhh I knew it... you're no fun..."

"Not my problem."

"But you know what is your problem?"

Guy groaned, clearly not excited for whatever was about to come out of his Honey's mouth. "What?"

Honey spoke up with a smirk in their voice. "Breakfast~"

"Ughhhh...."

"Soooo. What should we have for breakfast? We could have waffles, hashbrowns, Omelettes, grits? Ooh! We could have French toast and sausage?"

Guy rolled his eyes as they rambled about various breakfast foods, but deep down he knew he'd make a four course breakfast meal for his Honey. Because they deserved it. They deserved the world after dealing with his sass and sarcasm and monotone, lackluster personality, and his absence of... everything for years and even deciding to date him after putting up with all of it.

So he'll gladly make them breakfast.

And gladly give them the whole world if they asked.

Anything for his Honey.

[noroi1000]

Gojo and reader are expecting a baby and started to playfully fight on what the baby's name should be! Fluff please!

Baby Name

Gojo x pregnant reader

Summary: Gojo comes up with names for your baby.

Words: 1k

"Toru, what are you doing there?" You asked as you felt your husband's head resting on your thighs and his forehead pressed against the bottom of your protruding belly.

You were lying on your back on the bed. You were letting your spine rest after a day of walking around with that little one in you.

Just like any baby in their mother's womb, your baby is calm if you do something. Then your body movements soothe the child inside you.

But when you want to rest, you feel it twist.

That's why you love the thought of having a husband for whom cuddling is very much needed in life because he likes touch.

More than once you have felt his fingers lightly squeeze your pregnant belly at night, rubbing your skin. Telling your child that everything is fine.

Then your child is calm, because it works like telekinesis, even if it's not there. Because the baby gives you rest for a while.

Instead of spinning around and making you constantly wander to the toilet.

You have decided to wait with the gender of your baby until birth.

As Satoru laughed when asked what his baby would be like, he replied that he didn't give spoilers.

However, it was getting closer and closer to the arrival of the 9th month.

You were already in the seventh.

You wish you already had a name for your child so that when he or she is born you will know how to speak.

You don't want to linger on the name for so long.

Probably Satoru too.

Because when he was lying on your thighs with his forehead on the bottom of your stomach, he was thinking about it.

"Satoru?"

"I think..." he muttered, looking at your belly as if he wanted to get an x-ray in his eyes and see the baby. Or he was looking for inspiration.

"You think what? Wouldn't you rather go to sleep?" You asked, feeling his head press closer against yours.

"How do we name the baby?" He said, placing his hand on your belly.

"Do you have any idea?"

You placed your hand on his. It was nice to feel his warm, big hands on your body.

Nice feeling. The warmth of his skin felt so nice.

"Mmmmm... Satoru junior..."

You laughed quietly.

"What if it's a girl?"

"Satori."

You laughed harder.

"Or (y/n) junior." He murmured, stroking your skin. "(y/n)ro."

You chuckled softly as you heard him trying to come up with a name for the baby.

It was cute and fun.

But you needed something else for your baby.

Something normal, but at the same time not the same as others. Not so common name.

Something rarer, but not such that everyone will wonder what that name is.

You just wanted your child, just like her/his daddy, to be special and one of a kind.

"Do you have any idea?" he asked, burying his nose into your skin. Making you laugh because of the tickling feeling.

"Why don't we pick something from the name lists?"

"How about Mochi?"

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Mochi?" you repeated.

"I love mochi! I love my baby even more! Boy Mochiro and girl Mochiko!"

You giggled as you heard his enthusiasm.

Mochiro and Mochiko? That sounds like normal names. But the fact that these names were based on one of the child's father's favorite sweets disqualifies these names.

If people knew that these names were created from the name "mochi", most would probably consider it abnormal.

But your husband just really likes sweets!

You were curious to see what else he would come up with.

That's why you've been waiting for more of his ideas.

"kikufuku?" He asked, resting the back of his head against your thighs as he stared at the ceiling.

"Baby's name?"

You weren't sure if he just got a kikufuku craving right now or if he was talking about baby names.

"You know... A name that starts with Kiku I Fuku. Together it's Kikufuku! Or Dango! No... Dango no. It sounds bad. Gojo Dango. Maybe Naruto? You know... Like those!"

"Naruto is an anime character." You laughed.

"I'll be a big fan of this anime if I name my child that... I don't want to... Well, how about... Pocky?"

"That sounds like a nickname."

"You're right..."

"It's a good thing you didn't propose to Wagashi."

"Can we eat?" He looked at you with a twinkle in his eye.

"It's night, Toru."

"Uggh... You gave me a taste for Wagashi..."

"Hold on until morning."

"I'll eat my little mochi!"

Suddenly, he playfully bit your thigh and belly, showing you what his mochi was.

"Don't eat me or our baby!"

"Name Dora or Yaki. Dorayaki!"

"Or something normal?" you asked nervously.

"Tako."

"Let me guess... Takoyaki?"

"Make me foody~... Baby..." he murmured, leaning up to meet your eyes.

"It's night. Satoru, I want to rest."

"Let's talk more about baby names!"

"Shall I name our baby by the name of the food?" You laughed and pulled up to push back on the bed.

He moved his head slightly to make room for your stomach.

Only now did you notice that he was lying on the bed with his legs sticking out of the mattress and his head was using your thighs as a pillow.

He smiled slightly and looked at you as you placed your hand on his forehead, stroking his soft hair with your fingers.

He stared at you with those beautiful eyes.

"Maybe Ao and Aka?"

"You want to call the children your Jujutsu techniques?"

"Better Ao and Aka than Murassaki. Hehe."

You slapped him lightly on the forehead for his laugh.

He closed his eyes with a toothy grin and reached his hand for yours, touching your skin as your fingers tangled in his hair.

"Don't do this to our children."

"Children? So you want more than one?"

He gave you that trademark smile that would be very irritating if you didn't love him.

Oh yes... If you want to be pregnant more times in your life... He'll do it for you. And he'll love to look at you and keep coming up with a name for your next baby.

[starlightsuffered]

Darling, please give us a new small fic now, for my bedtime story🥺🙏

I’ll Take It All

A/n - sorry if this is late. I was tutoring for a while. I hope you can see this. This is sexual so maybe I should post another soft one tonight 🤷🏼 in case you don’t like this.

Info - hard dom, Paul dom, concubine, cnc, dub con, somnophilia, face fuck, piss kink, humping foot, aftercare, bathing, fingering, sleeping together, kinda crazy Paul, hand kink, degrading/praise,

Some humiliation kink

I was woken up harshly. I knew I should have been ready but this was the fifth night in a row. Since Paul had taken the water of life he got these urges. He was overcome with a wild dominance and just had to take.

He didn’t want Irulan to know of his dark desires and compulsions. He still did not fully trust her. Chani had left the day he declared himself emperor. He didn’t want to be weakened or distracted by his constant lust.

I had offered myself as a sort of sacrificial lamb. I was a bene gesserit who had sided with Paul’s reign. I was his concubine. It was ironic that I didn’t mind being a very fancy sex toy for him. However, Paul did lavish me with gifts and was increasingly thankful for what I let him do to me.

He especially appreciated that I had consented to his frequent somnophilic desires. He would often have dreams that troubled his mind. It would launch him into a sexual frenzy.

“On the floor bitch,” Paul snarled. I did as he said immediately.

He shoved his fingers in my mouth. I stared at him with my big doe eyes and sucked. He was cursing so fast I couldn’t make out what he said. He was yanked down his sleeping pants at the same time.

He snatched his fingers back. He didn’t cleaned his slobbery digits. Instead, he grabbed either side of my head. My mouth was still obediently open for him.

“That’s it,” he grunted in pleasure as he stuffed his huge cock deep down my throat. I did my best not to gag.

“Fucking good slut,” he groaned as he began to thrust in and out. My mouth was already drooling. A lethal smile covered his face. As I looked up at him, half hidden in shadows, he looked like a demon of hedonism.

“Sloppy princess,” he chuckled as he watched saliva fall from my mouth. He was forcing my head to bob on his dick.

“I bet that pussy is still puffy and leaky from our last round. You take it so well. You’re like a perfect little sex doll,” he ground out.

“Ohhhhh FUCK!” He was being as loud as he pleased. He tipped hid head back in bliss. His Adam’s apple bobbed. I sneakily moved my hand down to grind myself on it.

I let out a pitiful noise. I was sore from how often he’d been taken me. However, I knew he’d love to see tears prick my eyes.

“Fuck, I could use you until I wreck you,” he panted.

“Imagine it,” he said with dark sparkling eyes. “Bloated from cum, an aching pussy, just dripping with my seed and completely exhausted. No longer a human, just a used sex toy. Your nipples would be so swollen, and you’d have more bruises than skin.”

“Mmmmm,” I let out a needy sound. He smiled wider when he saw silver lining my eyes. A tear dribbled down my cheek.

“You’re doing good whore,” he gasped. Wet and euphoric sounds filled the room. Paul was grunting and growling. I nearly expected him to growl or something even more animalistic.

“Fuck, tight fucking throat. Taking my big hairy dick!” He snapped his hips as he babbled.

Without warning he whipped his cock from my mouth. I was left with swollen lips, bloodshot teary eyes, and a soaked pussy. I sniffled submissively as drool ran down my chin.

“P-Paul?” I asked.

He was ignoring me as he yanked on his cock. He was cursing again. His knees bent in pleasure and then he was cumming. He smirked disrespectfully as he covered my face in his semen. Over and over, pulse after pulse, rope after rope of cum covered me.

I felt such a mix of emotions. I was so humiliated I could cry, but so aroused I could cum. I was just his thing, his possession, and I loved it and blushed at the same time.

“Good fucking girl,” he murmured as he squeezed the rest of the cum from his tip.

“S-Sir, can I please take a bath?” I asked pitifully. He chucked me under the chin. He looked sweet for a moment, but I saw the predator underneath. He was still horny.

He jutted his foot forward. I mounted it, as I knew I had to. I did make a small protest from my swollen, sensitive, clit.

“Hump,” was all he said to me.

I began to move. It hurt, but also felt good. I let out small noises of pain with every movement. Paul wasn’t wanking, I didn’t know what was happening. He held his cock, but did no pumping.

“You’ll take whatever I give you won’t you princess?” He asked me in a deep voice.

“Yes sir,” I nodded.

“You promise it? You’re mine?”

“Yes emperor,” I swore.

With that solemn swear he began to piss. He was grunting and groaning in satisfaction as he drenched me. How did even this smell and feel good. He made me sopping. My hair, face, and sleep clothes were all wet.

“That’s my goooooood giiiiirl,” he slurred as if drunk off my submission.

Without hesitation he scooped me up. He carried me out the room. I saw the guards turn our way. I knew the smelt me and saw the Mrs so was. For some reason, this all heightened the burn in my core.

He brought me to the Offcial bathing rooms. He had his own of course but these were much more lavish. He cut off my clothes a pocket knife, promising to buy me more lavish ones.

He placed me in the warm bath. I was shocked he’d use this much water on me. Expensive and rare oils were used on me.

“You’re so good, you’re so special to me,” he whispered in my ear as he washed and then braided my hair. He was kissing my cheeks sweetly.

“Paul, please touch me,” I finally whispered. I didn’t even intend him to hear me.

“Touch you where angel?” He asked.

“Oh, um, I’m just, I’m desperate,” I moaned lightly.

“You never came did you?” He asked in a melancholy voice.

“No.”

“Let me help,” he offered lightly.

He reached down in the water. He didn’t touch my sensitive bundle. His long fingers pumped in my hole. I’d been so edged that I felt myself getting ready fast.

“I want to make you feel good,” he promised as he mouthed over my neck. He gently brushed my braid aside and some how the sweetness made me feel even more ready.

In seconds I was arching. I felt the cosmos ripple through me. I was pressed against his hand. My eyes had fluttered closed. I felt completely possessed by pleasure. The orgasm clutched me like no other. Feelings of gratification even reached my fucking teeth.

“Thank you for all you take,” he whispered to me when we were back in bed.

He was half asleep. I was sore, a bit embarrassed, but satisfied. I smiled in my dreams.

“I’ll take it all,” I whispered back.

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[enchantedflameandflower]

Gavin (Karl Urban) x reader! 18+

We have smut! 18+ nsfw for Karl Urban’s big strong hands and fingers driving you crazy…

Alone and in Gavin’s arms with barely anything between you, you decide you’re ready to live again.

co-written with CheshireCatSmile

So so sorry for the delay, November was rough. But hopefully the wait is worth it! ❤️

direct link to part 1

part 8

9.

At some point you must have fallen into a deep sleep, because the next thing you know some dark nightmare is overtaking you, but immediately you can feel Gavin trying to pull you out of it.

"I've got you sweetheart. You're safe,” he murmurs low against the shell of your ear. You reach for that sound, for him, like you’re trying to pull yourself out of some deep hole.

He pulls you closer and a little whimper escapes your lips, your body jerking fully awake as your subconscious thinks you’re being hurt but it only takes a moment to realize you’re safe. You take a deep breath, trying to slow your heart pounding and you feel a tear roll down your cheek.

"Oh sweetheart…” he whispers, his voice gruff. “What did that bastard do to you?" Gavin pulls you even closer, gently wiping your tears away with his thumb and tenderly pressing a kiss to your temple. He carefully brushes your disheveled hair back from your face, concern and a low smoldering anger for not being able to go back and protect you from earlier hurt in his dark eyes.

You shake your head. “No, I’m sorry. It’s in the past. I just, sometimes the nightmares…when I’m in a new place or…I’m sorry to wake you up Gavin.” You are sorry but you can’t help to think it feels so good to not wake up alone after a nightmare for once.

"You have nothin’ to apologize for,” he answers, his voice quiet. “I'm glad I'm here and you're not alone. I promise I'll do my best to keep you safe." He strokes your hair gently as you curl into his body.

“I know…” you murmur. You snuggle closer to him and suddenly remember he’s only in that tank top and his boxers but it feels natural, it feels good. You press close to his chest and let yourself trace the muscles on his shoulder and his arm.

His own large warm hand slips down to rub your back, so strong yet so comforting and soothing.

“That feels so good Gavin,” you whisper. “I’ve never felt this way with anyone else.”

"I...I  haven't either, sweetheart. It...it feels like I'm comin’ home but leapin’ off a cliff at the same time," he says, that hint of wonder coloring his voice.

You want to believe him so much. You press your face in closer to his chest, inhaling his scent and rubbing your cold nose against his skin, then let your fingers drift up and down his muscled arm, over his collarbone then back to his shoulder.

"Your little hands are so soft," he husks. “They feel so good...” He inhales, nose ruffling your hair. "And you always smell like a meadow in springtime."

“Mmmmm…” you can feel yourself starting to relax again, filled with warmth but also a heady need that seems to be growing by the minute.

Together you both drift for awhile, with soft and lingering touches. He’s nuzzling at your neck, nose buried in your hair. His breath is soft and warm on your skin. The rain is still falling steadily drumming on the roof but you’re cozy and warm.

As his lazy nuzzles continue, the heat he ignited just builds inside of you until you know you need more. Letting your hand slip under his tank top, you trace the lines on his flat stomach, feeling the muscle and the hot skin and it makes little tingles of pleasure start to come to life within you. You purr softly, a little low from the remnants of sleep, “Gavin…” you hum his name.

"You should try to get some more rest,” he responds, but you can hear the husk in his voice. He wants this just as much as you do.

Something blossoms inside of you then, some lovely, bright fire and all you can think is that you want to live. You’re so tired of keeping everything buried, of always being on guard and you’re tired of the worry. You want to feel something else.

You shift lazily against his body, giving another soft purr and let your hand slide further up under his tank top to touch his bare chest, muscled and tickly with masculine hair. “I’m not tired…”

He dips his head closer and brushes his mouth against your neck, his fingers tightening on your waist. “There's such a soft sweetness about you. I can’t get enough.”

You tilt your head for him and arch closer, to feel more of him, but he pulls back just a fraction to look at you.

"I...I hope you don't think I planned on this comin’ up here. I just...I feel so drawn to you." His big hand rubs at your back, smoothing over your skin leaving warmth in its wake.

You shake your head as he bends back down to nip along your neck some more. “I know you didn’t.”

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks, his hot mouth against your throat.

You can’t help yourself and you let your fingers brush across his flat nipple to see his reaction. At the hitch in his breath, you almost moan but you’re trying not to get too carried away, too fast. Still… “I’ve never felt anything this good, Gavin…” you whisper and you drag your toes up the back of his calf.

"I know it may seem cliché...but I feel the same," he says with a gruffer huskiness edging into his voice. He lets his hand settle down on your hip, a warm lovely weight.

You shift against his body, letting your hand drift down to his stomach again, dragging your nails over his belly. You can’t get enough of touching him and you know you’re teasing.

A low rumble rolls through his chest and he finally leans in to kiss you, hot tongue sliding over your lower lip then in over your own tongue swirling to capture it.

You whimper desperately into his mouth and press your breasts to his chest, only your thin t-shirt and his tank top between you. His hand slips under the hem to touch your waist and he drags his work-calloused fingers over your bare skin leaving tingles in their wake as his kiss becomes possessive.

You let your own fingers slide through the dusting of hair on his muscled chest and arch into him, moaning softly as his tongue plays across yours.

Gavin pulls back slowly from the kiss and looks into your eyes. His are pools of swirling emotion and warm with the heat of desire. "I'm not going to lie, I want to touch you very much right now, sweetheart...but I don't want to push you into anything you're not ready for. Especially when we're workin’ together. "

“Gavin…” you whisper completely breathless, practically begging. You need this. His body is so big and warm and hard against yours, it feels like he could give you everything you need, protect you against anything. “I don’t want to stop.”

He looks deep into your eyes and he must see how sure you are because he leans in immediately and presses hot kisses along your jawline to your throat working his way down to your pulse where he bites very softly.

You moan when he nips again and you’re filled with want. His fingers move just a little higher up your side and you wriggle impatiently.

Slowly, he traces a finger over the lower curve of your breast under your t-shirt then looks in your eyes before he deftly skims it up and off. His dark hazel eyes roam slowly over your full breasts as though he is committing them to memory. Then he lowers his head to place a perfect kiss on your taut nipple as you watch. His mouth is intoxicating.

You gasp his name as pleasure sparks like lightning inside you, and your body surges toward him, as if pleading for more. His eyes are so dark and so full of affection you feel like your heart will burst.

He rumbles his approval at your eager response and slowly closes his lips over your nipple and areola and begins to suckle, gently at first as he glances up at you and then more avidly as he sees your pleasure.

Your eyes flutter closed as you focus on the way he feels, his mouth and his tongue and the stubble on his jaw. You slip your hands around to his lower back, exploring every inch of his warm firm smooth skin. Then you think about how good he looks in those snug jeans and you slide your hands down to his firm ass.

He glances up at you again smiling against your breast then swirls his tongue artfully around your nipple sending delicious sensations all through you. His big hand comes up to cup your breast and the wanton desire in his eyes makes you shiver. You squeeze his ass over the soft cotton of his boxers and hum in bliss.

Gavin moans around your nipple in his mouth then kneads your breast gently as he suckles. His lips firm to pluck your tight nipple sending more pleasure flooding to your center.

Wrapping your leg over his, you arch and squirm against him, threading your fingers through his hair as he continues to make you whimper.

He drags his warm moist lips across to your other breast and trails his strong hand down your side.

“Gavin…” you moan his name again, overwhelmed with sensation. “It’s been so long…since I’ve let anyone touch me. So good…”

"I'm glad it's me, sweetheart." He gets the hint and finally slides his fingers beneath the waistband of your underwear to dip into your folds and rumbles in pleasure when he feels how wet you already are for him.

His rumble is deep and low and it makes you whimper desperately as you feel his chest vibrate. You toss your head back as he so lightly brushes his fingertips over your clit and you feel another gush of wetness.

He moves quickly then, tugging your underwear down over your hips and helping you skim them down your legs and off, then brings his fingers up to feather over your folds again.

“Oh…” you gasp and bite your lip as another wave of heated pleasure rushes through you. “Wait,” you manage to say… “will you take your shirt off?”

He chuckles, clearly pleased, then tugs it over his head. 

You smile at him but your breath catches as he presses close, skin on hot skin. You can feel your heart start to race, both from needy anticipation and maybe a dash of anxiousness and you catch his dark hazel eyes in the dim light.

They glitter with warmth and care and desire all mixed together and it speaks to something deep within you...like some long forgotten magic come to life. He smiles back at you then slowly leans in for another kiss.

You open for him immediately, playing your tongue softly over his and moaning in a way that makes you sound needy and wanton. Your arms slide around his muscled shoulders and you tug him closer, pushing any lingering nervousness away.

His tongue swirls around yours in possession and promise as his large warm hand smooths down over your back and presses you closer to his body still. You can feel his length, hot and heavy between you through the cotton of his boxers.

You gasp his name when he lets you up to breath, then his hand is slipping between you again, his fingers brushing against your center and without thinking you press your thighs further apart for him, your body knowing what it needs.

He slides his fingers in, feeling the slickness again and he moans deep in his chest then drags his fingertips lightly through your folds until he touches perfectly where you’re throbbing for him.

His caloused fingertip gently circles your clit and you can’t stop yourself from crying out, overwhelmed with the immediate rush of heady pleasure.

"That's my good girl," he murmurs low and husky. He applies a little more pressure, circles just a little faster…

When he calls you his girl a new shiver of desire streaks through you. His tenderness and thoroughness is taking you to heights you’ve never felt before. “Gavin,” you moan his name, meaning to tell him you want to do something for him too, but you’re so flooded with pleasure and you can’t think, your hand just traveling desperately over his hard body.

But he shakes his head, knowing somehow. “I want to do this for you,” he murmurs his voice husky.

He continues his perfect slick circles with the tips of his fingers as he listens for the little sounds of pleasure you're making then slows down just a little to draw out the pleasure.

Your entire body shudders as he keeps you on the edge; you feel like you’re floating but desperate to crash and feel it all. You manage to let your eyes flutter open and you catch his gaze, so heated and intense. You moan, begging wordlessly.

His eyes smolder as he watches you, artfully keeping you balanced just short of what you need to come until you can barely stand it - then finally tipping you over the edge to soar.

“Gav-“ you cry out, your voice breaking as your climax fully crashes over you. You toss your head back as the waves of pleasure rush through you, overwhelming and euphoric. All you can do is gasp and whimper and cling to him.

When he senses you’ve taken as much as you can, he cups your center softly in his big palm and cradles you against him. His warm soft lips press against your forehead in a tender kiss.

You feel good, overwhelmed with goodness, but you need to see him, need to see his eyes, need him. You thread your shaky hand through his hair tilting your head up so you can look at him even though you haven’t yet caught your breath.

His eyes are full of warmth and tenderness as he watches over you yet still filled with a simmering desire.

“Gavin…” you murmur. “I -“ but you can’t even think, still flying on the currents of the orgasm he gave you. 

"It's alright sweetheart. Just let me hold you awhile."  He tightens his arms around you, nestling you safely against his chest.

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[trilobitepunch]

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As much as Donatello loved his elder brother, there were times where having one as big, strong, and protective as Raphael demanded some significant drawbacks.

"Rescue like a BOSS! "

This moment, limbs bound all the way to his wrists and ankles, ignominiously slung over Raphael's shoulder as blaster bolts peppered the hallway behind them, was one of those times.

"For the last time, this is not a rescue!"

"You're tied up in the middle of a rebellion lair!" Raph exclaimed, shouting to be heard over the sizzle of blaster bolts and the crack of crumbling concrete. "How does this not count?!"

"Firstly, I would hardly deign to call this second-rate hovel a lair. I mean, they barely have a functioning network, and their data scrambler was so pitiful I could have cracked it in my sleep! Secondly, I elected to allow a temporary restriction of my motor faculties to increase the probability our success by seventy percent."

"Ya wha now?"

"Oh my neutrons, I let them tie me up!"

"Well that was stupid! Why'd ya do that?!"

"To lull them into a fake sense of ease in order to illicit greater quantities of quality intelligence of course. Also, three incoming on your six!"

Donnie ducked in close to Raph as blaster bolts sang overhead, wincing as a chunk of rubble slammed into his bound elbows. Raph snarled, the sound echoing menacingly within the restricted confines of the hallway.

"Hang a left. There's a defensible room," Donnie gasped, and Raph followed his direction without further question. Before long the durasteel door was slamming closed behind them, cutting out the chaos as beyond the rebels floundered and failed to coordinate through the virus he'd implanted within their communications array.

"Did you really have ta let them turn you into a sausage?" Raph huffed, gently lowering Donnie to sit against the wall. "You know hand-to-hand Don, I know ya do! I taught ya!"

"It's hard to extract information through a mouthful of broken teeth Raphael," Donnie huffed, fighting back the beginnings of a pout as his big brother pulled out a small vibro blade. "Besides, that would leave no fun for you."

"Awwwww, you thought of me? I'm touched, brainiac."

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled, then hissed as the ropes snapped away, returning blood flow to his limbs in a shower of pins and needles.

"Easy."

Raph's big hands carefully eased his arms down to his sides, surprisingly deft fingers massaging blood back into his palms and fingers until the tingling stopped.

"It's fine Raph, you don't have to-"

"I want ta Dee. I'm your big brother. Looking out for you is my job. So let me do my job, okay?"

"I… you…could help me up? I do not think my equilibrium is yet up to the task," Donnie acquiesced, smiling ever so slightly as Raph's face brightened.

"You got it buddy! Alright, up we go!"

Another hiss squeaked past his lips as Raph carefully set him on his feet. Dull pain flashed across his lower back, throbbing a low threat that more would come should he attempt to move before his body agreed to.

"Ya good?"

"Mmmmm. Just a minute," he sighed, ignoring the growing shouts beyond the door in favor of leaning into his taller brother's embrace. A greedy part of him drank in the feeling of encompassing warmth, reveling in the elusive sense of safety only Raph could provide. For these stolen moments there was not a power in the cosmos that could harm him. Not with Raph around.

"… getting kinda noisy out there," Raph rumbled eventually, reluctance in every line of his body as he slowly pulled back. "You ready, or do ya need a lil longer?"

"No," he replied, stepping back. He ruthlessness clamped down on the small, childish part of him that wailed yes and shoved it deep into the box within his mind. "I'm ready."

Blood red light painted the room in harsh contrast as two blades hummed to life.

"You take out those at the door. I'll tidy up the loose ends."

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I apologize for my awful writing... I don't remember how this scenario came up but I've been wanting to draw it for some time now. I also wanted to include @colibrie 's original text for it! How do these nerds go from goofy to scary in 0 seconds?

[dia-oro]

Girrrrrl I Swear That Every Time I Go To a Yandere Blog From LU oor Normal That Occasionally Makes Yandere Content, I Always Find a Question Sent By You 💀Should We Call You Jesus Because You Are Everywhere? From The Amount Of Times I've Seen Your Username You Should Already Be a Registered Trademark

And While I'm At It, Do You Think The Chain Would Still Sabotage Darling's Attempts To Return To her or his World If They Knew she or he Desperately Wanted To Go Back To Be With her or his Family?

Currently There Are Not Many People Who Continue Writing About Yandere LU And I Want To Take Advantage Of The Fact That I Decided To Send a Message 😔 amiguemos

Thank you? I never thought I put so many ask to others blogs but I like what I like, a good yandere content :D

Mmmmm, sabotaging the darling? To a conscious or unconscious level? Because is depend of the yandere, for my taste a intelligent one or the classic mastermnd could do very subtle if the darling is that desperate.

Legend could fall totally in these two category's just as twilight or even wars, three of them a living mess, both emotionally and mentally. Legend would no doubt to do it, he lost so much, he always losing someone, Always, how many adventures he did already? Seven? Five? Eight with this one??? How many lives he meet how many he never see again, let's no forgot Marin... And you, like her will banish forever?? Nah, no men, this man is ready to do anything, anything even being catch red handle for darling being with him, I like to think he even got help from his brothers in arms with some manipulation or guilt tripping because let's be ones, there's no one that is no a little delulu or kuku in the head with their adventures and fighting Satan reincarnation, you cannot think like a common normal creature with no collecting traumas like my mother collect wallet's.

Twilight, oh twilight, this man is clinical depressed for sure, all sweet big brothering but inside? Man... And his reason to smile is wanting to got back to their world no even thinking in goodbyee or I will miss you?? This man look like a bear, is a tattered teddy bear, handle with care. The twilight will no depressed him, breathing will do it alone, callhe totally both conscious and at the same time no very much, the wolf in him will no let a mate go away, Wolfie is more present in him than ever, heck probably time will even laid his moral code and give his descendant a hand because is hurt to see him this way. Out of nowhere when the portal for home come back darling will black out and when awakened a white lie of a monster and a surprise attack will do it, sorry, twilight is so sorry and sad that you will never believe that anybody here try to sabotage it, less than was him teamed up with time.

Someone call the policy- wait, Wars is the policy so I guess, darling so sorry. This man is conscious of all he do and is ating him alive but the guilt will no stop, this man take so much time to even fall or admit that he love you, think he love you- Cia mess with him, mess with him all his young as soldier, as chosen hero, but more of know that he in the wrong, once again, he will no be stopped. Will plan it all, will managed to get at least one member of the chain to help him because they in the end all want his happiness for all the other link, the irony? Probably legend help him of all he do it, time will act as he see nothing and denied anything if darling ask, if he could he even make you accidentally fall in the portal of his era and be the shoulder to cry, guilty, so so guilty that for years he will no sleep okay in the night but only in darling arms.

Don't you think the manipulative one as sky dear, sky would to? Even a guilty but same as desperate as Hyrule? Both would do it, try to do it without darling noticing both for guilt and because they didn't want to be see as a bad person in their beloved eyes, imagine it! Imagine how heartbroken they got if the eyes of their darling got from these trusting ones to fear, repulsion and hate, better just be stabbed to dead than that. This can be applicate as no official chain members as koridai, age or even first, taking that light from darling would be sin that only dead can mend. Please, don't make Hyrule use the triforce wish if he got as desperate as you darling, he will no hesitate-

Have you though the mess wild will make??? Have you?? This man is a doer not a thinker when is coming to act, you have see his game, I did, all of us do, he will no hesitate, maybe after all say and done, I will need help, much help because I can totally see him being catch red handle, maybe if luck with him will look like he just was being his reckless self and we'll oh shite now you're living in his era look like, darling can be mad, hate him for a time but in the end, he darling last connection when all is over... He will be in time forgive and he as always will do his best to gain his darling trust back, sometimes he did feel guilt but most he only thinking of the goal.

Four, four is a problem and there's no fixing, he maybe could let you got, if four was like no the meme of inside out, and Vio and blue are carrieging this man right now, red is just heartbroken, that all, only thinking you want to go home this dispairing is all needed to break this poor color, green is trying to no let things got ape shit but boy he too want you with them, want red happy again, and by the gods he will make sure all will got as he wish. Darling Don't have chance, is a third (red is to wrenched to do a thing) vs darling, three heads ready to destroy any dream of you seeing your friends and family, sorry, but putting the colours in harmony again and having you win four better judgement.

Someone call the police again- wait, there's nobody coming to help you, malon already know of you, think of you as time second wifey but also Her wifey, did you think you can go away? And let malon hurt?? Time both love you, and he will not let his first wife to got her mind full of illusions and dreams (his fault) to you to just got away... Sorry but you will no got away, end of the chat, home just unsubscribe out of you. Hope you like lon-lon ranch, darling didn't even think of her old home till a year or two later and is like the meme of 'wtf I'm here?' .

But maybe is only me but then again, a yandere that did got with his ways and still didn't destroy darling trust is very attractive for me, all these boys are intelligent, no matter if like only two or three have education, they are intelligent, resourceful and even with no help they can turn the tables.

As a bonus that nobody needed, if their hyrule is very fucked up and they don't had anything to lose... Some links could got to your world happy, First for sure would.

Hope you like and friend are always welcome!