#anyways if i go silent for a bit thats why

[demento-mori]

thought a little too hard about isat earlier and i mustve pulled smth in my brain cos now i legit cant form a coherent thought...

[thoughtfulseason]

yesterday coach brought up two of my insecurities/traumas from school which made cry when i got home and today i feel like my writing’s not enough 😩 pls treat me nicer

[minnies-puppydoll]

can can i request how they deal with boners in public? or like, how they deal with you turning them out (intentionally or unintentionally)

Skz Headcannons:

turning them on in public ~*

OT8 x reader HCS..

warnings: degredation, exibitionism, frottism, very tame?

your order is ready☺️ smut below the cut!!!!!!!!!

Chris:

• shy and giggly. he can’t believe half the stuff thats coming out of your mouth! (as if he hasn’t said worse)

• he’ll be hiding his red face in his hands and doing that cute squeaky giggle he always does🤭

• when he actually does get hard though, he’ll be looking around and crossing his legs, accidentally gaining a bit of friction from his jeans on his hard cock.

• but be careful, he’s a teaser too😖

•he wont make you regret it, he’ll just play along until you’re dripping and begging to go home

• (hes gonna find excuses to stay longer to get back at you)

“oh, so now you wanna go home, hm? i don’t know…ask me later. or beg me now, maybe ill decide then.”

Minho:

• will 100% laugh at your pitiful attempts to get him hard.

• he’ll just watch you with a smug/bored look on his face while you just end up riling yourself up.

• if his body ends up betraying him and he in fact is hard, he still won’t appear embarassed.

• if anything, he’ll grab your hand and have you feeling up his cock through his pants like the whore you wanted to be that day.

“did you have your fun, kitty? or did the poor slut get herself needy and wants me to take responsibility?”

Changbin:

• flustered and side eyeing you.

• he’s shifting in his chair and rubbing his plush thighs together, begging you silently to stop talking.

• its not difficult to make him hard, he never forgets the way you look on top of him, so teasing him with that image in public is torture!

• it’s when you start ghosting your hands over his cock that he’s immediately asking for the check and grabbing his keys😭 he does NAWT wanna do that shit in public but he’s literally this close to bending you over.

“let me take you home? i just need your hands, please? ill treat you so good, i promise, just let me take you back home?”

Hyunjin:

• thinks it’s kinda fun, treats it like a game/competition.

• he can hold out pretty well, but alas he’s just a boy😔

• it’s like his default setting to be inside you so he isn’t going to last very long. he just wants to feel his sweet girl.

• he’ll hide it, but will definetly show it you purposefully. he’ll lean back on something, exposing his hard on to you, biting his lip as he watches your reaction.

• or he’ll pull you into a bathroom stall and press his clothed bulge into your tummy, looking down at it and holding your hands. wants nothing more than to see your nails running along his long, hard cock.

“look how hard you made me, hm? want it? think it’s pretty? you made it, so i think it’s pretty. my little artist.”

Han:

• poor baby tries so hard to resist.

• he’s shying away from your hands and whining at you to stop when you tease him with words.

• he could never comepletely say no to you though, so he’ll let you palm his cock for a while.

• he’s arching and subtly grinding up into your hand. biting his lip while his cock leaks, trying not to get caught.

• he tries his best not to make any sounds, but he still lets whiny sighs slip through his mouth. ends up cumming in his pants anyway, only wanting to go home so he could change😭

“ah..shit..can- can i cum? or should we..go home? fuck..it’s too late. don’t stop- cumming!”

Felix:

• he doesn’t get it. he doesn’t understand why you would be saying all of these filthy things and feeling him up in public?

• he just thought you must be feeling needy. he reaches his hand over in pity, thumbing at your clothed clit and looking around to not get caught.

• your words do get to him though. as soon as you call him a few names he’s chubbing up in his pants.

• when you reach a hand over to him too, he realizes how suspicious this looks in public and just decides to finally take you home.

“aw, my poor girl. c’mere, ill make you feel as good as i can while were out. unless you wanna go home? no? my baby wants people watching?”

Seungmin:

• also shy about it.

• he doesn’t care much about the words (even if they do get his leg bouncing)

• its when you start touching him that he gets him wide eyed and flushed.

• he’ll grab your wrist and whisper-yell things like “you can’t do that, were in public!” at you.

• he’ll squeeze his legs shut and look at you with a slight sheen of excitement in his eyes. he’ll start stroking your ankle with the tip of his shoe, while resting his head on his hands. he’ll play along a bit for now.

“hm? what? am i not allowed to play with you too? touching me and saying such filthy things in my ear, who taught you that, huh? such a slut.”

Jeongin:

• he’s amused, but still suprised at your boldness.

• he has a wide smile on his face, mouth hanging open and his hand dramatically pushing you off of him.

• will deadass run away like he doesn’t know you

• if he gets hard oh lord he’s hunting you down.

• he doesn’t care if you’re in a bookstore, he’s finding the isle you’re on and dragging you out😭

• he’s laughing like he can’t believe that just happened, but trust your pussy is done for when you get home.

“yah! look what you did! couldn’t wait 10 minutes could you? eager slut. im taking you home, and you’re fixing this.”

[hexedwritings]

hiii!! i saw u wanted requests so here it goes. idk what ur rules are for writing but i was wondering if u could maybe write a jinx x fem reader oneshot where they have sex while high!! maybe they even shotgun the smoke too cus thats so hot 👀👀 anyway please and thank u 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Jinx x reader

- I didn't really include a sex in this but there are suggestive stuff.

- Set after events of act 3 season 1. But before the season 2 if yk what I mean.

- ⚠️ : mention of drugs, cuss words (?), suggestive stuff.

Jinx loved taking risks. This was one of the reasons you fell in love with her. This was one of the reasons she was known.

It's not that she never had thought of the outcomes. She always knew she's way too smart for bad outcomes to happen.

After death of Silco, she fell into some bad habits. Unhealthy coping mechanisms and you definitely tried to be for her and to help her.

Sometimes you would just give in and smoke a blunt with her. This was one of those times. So yeah, you were currently on her bed or maybe you were levitating in the air, you weren't really sure.

"Hey toots are you even listening?" Her even raspier voice from smoking brings you back a little to your senses. The truth is you weren't listening. You were watching. You were watching how she would move her fingernails against your right forearm up and down while rambling about random stuff. They didn't even make sense. You were watching how her chest would slightly move everytime she moved too fast on the bed.

"Oh — sorry I wasn't listening." You said slightly flustrated. She squinted her eyes slightly before moving her body on top of your body. Her hips resting on your hip bones. You subconsciously held her hips.

"Is there something wrong?" She asked as she slouched, brought her body closer to your body, Chest to chest, head near your neck and Her tired bloodshot eyes staring your tired bloodshot eyes. "What- no nothing is wrong why are you asking?"

"You look a little red." You don't know how she can focus on the fact that you're a little red when she is this high. Well, you did focus on her body while she was talking so maybe that's possible.

"I don't."

"You do."

"What's the point of this?" You asked in a silent voice. She brought her lips close to yours and it didn't take one second for her to close the gap. You gasped. Not expecting a kiss happen. But you immediately kissed back.

She moved her mouth aggressively against yours. It made you confuse a little but you gave in of course. She entered her tounge into your mouth and tasted every bit of your mouth. It made you whimper a little. She was so aggressive that you felt like you were going to get a nose bleed.

"Wha- jinx what's up?" You asked as you moved her head a little away from yours.

"Am I not allowed to kiss my girlfriend?"

"That was not my question!"

"Why? do you have a problem with it?" You definitely did not. You wanted to continue. You wanted every inch of her.

"Uh no I don-"

"Then shut up and take it."

Not waiting for another moment she kissed you again. You also moved your lips against hers aggressively, basically fighting for dominance.

She stopped kissing you and moved to your neck. Sucking gently on the skin and then getting harsh. Teeth nibbing at it and making you bleed.

You didn't care. You did a few seconds before on why she was being so aggressive but the Lord only knows how much turned on you are right now. So you let it all happen.

She took your shirt off and moved to suck your nipples. Biting the flesh and making you whimper in pain. sucking your left breast while playing with the right one.

A few moments ago you would zone out and get lost in your mind but now your five senses are exteremely enhanced. You don't know why. It's like everytime jinx moves on your body and does something, you feel it 10 times more.

But then she did something. Something she had never done before. She brought the blunt to her mouth. Smoked and got even more high, but the thing is.. she didn't release the smoke from her mouth until she kissed you. Yep. She released the smoke into your mouth.

You were dumbfounded. This was probably the most turning on action someone would ever do.

She was staring into yours eyes. The gap between your head and hers was probably not more than two centimeteres. You released the smoke back and it hit her face. You were starting to become dizzy. Dizzy from the blunt. Dizzy from your love for jinx. Dizzy from her literally doing that. Dizzy from everything.

You kissed her and she kissed back. That was a long night of making out and becoming high from each other.

[tarosunshine]

희승⠀﹕ 𝒟ESIGNATED DRIVER⠀﹐

﹕⠀it seems like he doesn't like you.⠀✦

lee heeseung female reader ⊹ fluff one shot ﹙1658﹚ . . . shelf ! not proofread

today, one of your friends organized a small reunion/sleepover, so you arrived on time with a bag on your shoulder, with some snacks and some clothes in there. and the one who opened the door was nothing more than lee heeseung, wearing black sweatpants and a white t-shirt, with his red bangs over his eyes as he was holding a joystick with his free hand.

“hey” he didn't look at your eyes for more than a second, letting you some space to come in. you just greeted him the same way with a tiny smile.

after that, he seated again on the sofa to keep playing with sunoo on the tv. so after saying hi to the younger one, you made your way to the kitchen, where jay and jake were washing and drying some dishes. scaring them from behind, you also greet them, leaving your bag on some chair.

“okay, i need to ask you a favor..” jake begun to talk without turning to look at you. and you hummed, waiting for him to continue. “so, i thought i bought the tomato sauce to make the pizzas, but it seems like i didn't, so..”

“so, you want me to go buy it” you sighed, piercing the back of his head. he smiled, knowing you couldn't look at him.

“i would go, but since i have this injury on my knee.. i can't drive” jay says as he keeps washing. jake nodded in agree, now looking at you, trowing you his puppy eyes.

“and i'm helping him to dry this..” now jake says, excusing himself immediately.

something of all of this was kinda suspicious, but you didn't care so much, so you just nodded as you looked at both of them.

“yeah, but i can't drive, remember?” a wide smile appeared on jake's face.

“and thats why hee is gonna be your chofer. and before you ask, he don't know anything about cooking, so that's the reason i didn't tell him to go” you looked over your shoulder and heeseung was invested on the tv, laughing about something with sunoo.

you get back your eyes to your friend, who was wide smiling. “all right then.”

“great, you're the best! now take the money from my wallet, that it's over there” he made a head movement, pointing you his wallet so you went grab it.

“hey” you hear another voice from behind you, and after you can turn, you feel an open palm over your head, messing your hair a little.

“hey, riki” you smiled at the taller boy who was also smiling at you. then he greeted jake and jay before going to the sofa where heeseung and sunoo were.

after some minutes of chatting with the old ones, you remembered that you needed to go to buy what jake asked minutes ago.

you just accepted your destiny, which was to stay alone with heeseung. and you were so sure that he didn't like so much.

“okay, then we'll be back in a bit!” you started walking to the sofa, where niki and sunoo were now playing, as heeseung watched the screen.

you tap his shoulder from behind, and he raises up his face to look at you. “you're my designated driver.” heesung looks at you with curious eyes, but he got up anyway, following you till the door.

“i wasn't aware of this..” he murmured as you two walked through the hallway to the elevator.

“ah, you don't want to drive me?” you joked with a smile as you looked at him behind you over your shoulder. he slightly shakes his head.

“it's fine.” you nood in response as your two entered the elevator.

something seemed off each time you spoke with heeseung. he always is awkward around you, giving you fast and short responses, not looking at you and even putting a considerable distance between you two. even now that you were on a small elevator. at some point a few months ago, all that it kinda hurt you.

it was silent until you reached his car, entering and putting your seat belt. and heeseung made the same, after he put some music. thank god, or the trip would be more awkward.

you agreed with this, yeah, but how could you say no to jake?

“i heard that now you're the basketball captain, congrats” you tried to make some conversation because you were about to die because of this situation. he just nodded, slightly curving his lips in an almost inexistent smile.

“yeah, it was the last year of my senior, so he recommended me as the captain.”

“well thats great. it means you're good at it” you said, watching from the corner of your eyes his side profile. he chuckled, and it was the first time you saw heeseung reaction in that away around you.

“i think so” he shrugged his shoulders as he kept his eyes on the street.

after some seconds of silence, he asked, “your never came to one of our games?” you were watching outside with your chin resting on your hand, so you look at him by the corner of your eye again.

“nop, sience jay and jake, play on the soccer team. i just go to watch them” you simply respond without looking at him properly. “i don't go to the games if i don't have someone to go for.”

“and what about me?” his question took you by surprise, making you slowly turn your head in his direction. his eyes were fixed ahead and his lower lip between his teeth.

“what about you?”

“why you don't go to see me too?” his tone was lower. you almost believed that he was.. complaining?

“yeah? well, i thought that you didn't like me” the words came out like an affirmation, making heeseung frown his eyebrows.

“what? why do you think that?” he turned the steering wheel, watching you from the corner of his eye. you two were almost at the parking of the supermarket.

“it's obvious, heeseung.. you barely speak to me. you avoid me like the plague. you don't even want to stand beside me.” now you look outside, preparing yourself to take off your seat belt.

it was so embarrassing to say that out loud. admitting that you cared about how he treated you, or well, doesn't treat you.

heesung finally parks, turning off the car. and when he was about to speak, you opened the door, walking to the supermarket. the red-haired boy just rushed to your side, walking a few steps away from you in silence.

the next 15 minutes, all it was between the two of you were silent and an awkward tension. so when you finally came out with the bottle of tomato sauce, you just entered the car in silence.

you put your seat belt again, waiting to heeseung to turn on the car, but all he do is stay in silence for a few seconds, like thinking about something. then he finally turns his body in your direction, meeting your eyes, making you feel nervous.

“it's not that i don't like you” he sighed, lowering his eyes to his hands, “actually.. it's quite the opposite” you frown your eyebrows, trying to understand his words. “i like you, like really like you.”

the bottles of sausage clink on your arms as you blink a couple of times in his direction. his eyes meet yours one more time, and your heartbeat increases.

“i know that maybe you don't believe me because i do all what you said, but it's because i don't know how to act around you. i start to be completely useless. an idiot when you even talk to me.” he chuckles with suddenly shyness.

“heeseung i..”

“it's okay. you don't have to feel the same way. i just wanted to tell you this so you don't have to think that i hate you or something.” his big eyes were staring yours with such brightness that you never ever seen before, or you didn't notice.

“i know, but..”

“and don't worry. if you are uncomfortable after this, i can leave you some space or whatever you want.” he keeps interrupting you without even notice.

“heeseung!” you exclaim softly. he stares at you with his surprised bambi eyes, opening his mouth to speak, but you interrupt him. “if you like me, like you said.. then why didn't you notice that i feel the same way?”

“what?”

at this point, your heart was about to jump out of your chest. but you simply nood. “yeah, you dork. sience last year.”

“what?” he babbles still with his eyes widened.

“stop saying that..” you chuckle, carefully leaving the bottles on your lap, so you could face him properly.

“i'm sorry. it's just.. i thought you had a crush on jay or something.” you shake your head, holding your laugh.

“that's impossible. he's like my older brother” you roll your eyes, and after thinking about it a couple of seconds, you reach his hands with yours.

“i like you since last year too..” he murmured, looking at your hands and grabbing his. “i feel like an idiot now.”

“then we're two.”

he raised his face to look at you again, and a wide smile finally appeared on his lips, making you smile too. “then i can take you out on a date?”

you pretend to think about it, making heeseung's heart stop, but seconds later you nood. “yeah, of course.”

“all right!” the two of you let go of each other's hands, sitting straight up in your seats.

heesung finally turns on the car after putting his seat belt. but after he started driving, he froze for a few instants, and you look at him with curiosity. his fits over the steeling wheel as he bite the inside of his cheek.

“what's—”

he interrupted you with a short kiss on your lips. and after you can reciprocate, he is back to his place, starting to drive. you look at him with surprise as you blink.

then you start laughing when you see his side profile again, especially his ears. “hee, your ears are the same color as the tomato sauce. no, even brighter!”

“they're not!” he replied, embarrassed.

“they are!” you keep laughing and mocking him, finally making him smile too.

[idiswhadidis]

remind me why we're taking a break

ex-bf jungwon x fem. reader

sypnosis you both are taking a break - genre fluff, exes? to lovers - warnings a lil makeout session - wc 0,6k

a/n. hii, i'm still alive wohoo so i got a bit inspired by touch it by ariana grande but it's nothing like the song lol, anyways have fun reading it woop woop.

“remind me again why you two broke up?” Sunoo asks,  Jungwon pops his head up from the cafeteria table which he was slumped over 

“we didn’t broke up, we’re just taking a break” 

“i for sure hope you both get your asses back together cause the amount of complains i got from each of you is ridiculous” hearing his response had Jungwon ears perk up

“each of us? you mean?”

“of course i mean her who fucking else?”

“what is she saying about this uhm situation?” 

“not gonna tell you, you should go to her and talk things out cause taking a break is a shitty excuse for chickening out of your realationship problems”

 “well no need to call us out Sunoo” fake smiling at him

“all i'm saying is, if i hear another i miss her/him i'm gonna burn something up, definetly not because i'm too single for this shit but you both need each other so please make the first move cause we both know how stubborn Y/n can be”

nodding and standing up full of motivation “you’re right this is bullshit, i will go to her and talk things out, damn Sunoo didn’t know you are a motivation coach” 

“you’re welcome now get your girl” nodding his head with dedication in his eyes, turning around searching for you. 

you were leaning on your locker while talking to your friend until she fell silent and wiggled her eyebrows at you saying “target on six o’clock”,  turning around to see what she’s on about..

..your eyes going wide when you see him to slow to think where to go when he already has your hand interlocked with his, dragging you into an empty classroom, shutting the door and locking it

he turns around seeing you looking around the classroom nervously playing with your fingers

“let’s talk y/n” 

“about what?” 

“us” 

“we’re on break just like you wanted it” you state looking at him confused 

he shakes his head “i didn’t want that. never.” he walks to you, standing centimeters away from each other 

“but you said-” 

he takes your hands into his running his thumbs over your soft skin 

“i know what i said but i just said that cause i thought you would say we should break up so i suggested taking a break, and then you suddenly said yes which had my heart acatually break” staring at him like you just saw a ghost damn this was such a misunderstanding 

“are you aware that you actually never let me finish my sentence that day?” 

“what you mean?” looking at you with his boba eyes

“we should breath first and calm ourselves down? thats what i wanted to say but you asumed that the word breath would be the word break"

staring at you, mouth wide open in shock “you gotta be kidding” shaking your head “but why did you say yes when i said we should take a break?” 

“cause i didn’t want to lose you...” making his heart flutter “...i was afraid that if i wouldn’t say yes you would break up with me”  

shaking his head, grabbing your waist tugging you into him, lips not far away from yours

“god i'm so sorry for misunderstanding this i really should learn to let you finish your sentences..” putting his hands underneath your shirt kneading your skin lovingly

“..please tell me we’re done with this cause i'm going crazy without you and we can’t keep bothering Sunoo with it cause he said he would burn something up if he would hear one of us complain again” 

nodding and giggling while you tug him down by his shirt to finally kiss him, him immediately responsing and grabbing each of your legs wrapping them around his waist walking to a table letting you sit on it

trailing his lips down to your neck up to your cheeks your nose and your mouth again

cupping one of your cheeks while the other tucks your hair behind your ear, looking at your dazed state “god i love you” 

whispering against his lips “love you too”

[badchoicesworld]

i hear you requested requests! ive got one!!

hobie x masc reader that's gwens older brother (ik its not canon, but the canon can fuck itself) (sorry miggy)

i dont really have anything in mind for reader's personality or whatever (so thats up to you!) but id like if reader liked to draw (thus ended up drawing hobie and got caught by him hahaha cliches i love them)

where hobie meets gwens older brother (you !)

hobie x masc!reader

this actually gave me hella ideas, im gonna link it to what happened in the movie (sorry it took a while, life fucked me)

didn’t specify if it was platonic or romantic (WHICH IS FINE ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥) so i’ve just done general shit for both lmao

warnings: none

pairing: hobie brown x masc!reader

requests: open, i cant let the demons catch me

★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

when you first meet hobie you’re so very thankful to him for taking care of your little sister

if gwen managed to hide her being ghost-spider from your guys’ dad, then she likely hid it from you, too

but obviously, your dads gonna have to tell you why gwen didn’t come home one day

you’re crushed, naturally. likely furious at your own dad for literally firing a warning shot at her

might have ran away yourself, maybe hobie comes to your rescue too

or maybe you two meet while hobie’s dropping off his homemade gizmo for gwen, and you’re so unbelievably thankful for him and his generosity when you meet him

of course you will be, he took your sister in while you couldn’t do anything to help

hobie’s probably side-eyeing yours and gwens dad but is happy to get along with you if you’re gwens bother

he cant stay for long at that moment in time, got a multiverse to save and all that

but the brief interaction opens doors to many opportunities in the future

hobie gets to hear about the brief reunion between you and gwen from her, after she went back to her own dimension before it was show time

he becomes very intrigued by you

next time you two meet is likely after they save the multiverse (WHICH THEY WILL WITH ZERO CASUALTIES UNLESS ITS MIGUEL.)

BUT GENERALLY SPEAKING NOW

miguel definitely doesn’t approve of hobie using his watch to travel dimensions just to see you or gwen, still does anyway if he doesn’t just build his own

probably came to see gwen, pick her up to bring him to his own dimension, whatever

sees you instead, target acquired

hobie’s heard plenty about you from gwen, likes to think you aren’t strangers so is super friendly, overly even

catches you in your room, drawing in a well loved sketchbook

definitely does that thing where he just fucking appears behind you, he’s that quiet when walking despite the accessories

he’s looking over your shoulder while you draw silently, you might be too distracted to notice or you’re immediately started by him

smug asf when you finally catch on, is especially entertained if he’s caught you drawing him, god forbid

wouldn’t be surprised though, he likes to make people stare so is honestly complimented if you’ve been trying to draw him since first seeing him

doesn’t just snatch ur sketchbook and start looking through it though, unlike someone

as an artist, he gets it

you’re probably super protective over ur sketchbook actually because of gwen, smh

will probably banter a little bit about that, tease something about gwen that you’d both be victim to, like her tendency to borrow things without permission

find common ground yknow

“ain’t it a pain when she [gwen activities]” but you’re not being mean ur bonding it’s fine, we don’t slander gwen (i do however have some strong words)

starts hanging out with you on the odd chances gwen isn’t home, just casually in your room at first

starts off talking about your guys’ interests, seeing if you have things in common

probably listening to music together

the closer you get, he starts to actually travel dimensions just to see you

casually waves to gwen before ducking into your room

is happy to just kick back there, but is also happy to go out and do things at that point

the more you hang out, the more your dad and gwen begin to tease you- which is nothing in comparison to the shit hobie faces

gwen easily told everyone else about you two hanging out, he never hears the end of it now regardless of dimension

hobie starts using the front door instead of just appearing in your room “son, your boyfriend’s here” ur devastated why would ur dad say that

THENN hobie starts to come to your dimension for you more than gwen, has probably already invited you back to his once or twice but now he’s a lot more frequent with invites, wants you to consider his place a second home (in case you ever wanna run from home, cough)

say something does blossom between you two, obviously you don’t label it cause hobie’s not about that

you get promoted from “gwens brother” to “hobie’s boyfriend” at some point even if you don’t use labels- that’s only if ur not like too close to the rest of the friend group, but i imagine you’ve gotta be

hobie probably talks more about being spider-man relatively early on considering the topic, but since you know his secret identity it doesn’t really matter to him

the closer you are, the more into his stories he is

is ready to reenact the whole thing for you now so it’s like you were there

draw each other, i dare u

make playlists for each other, perhaps ?

there’s a lot of gwen snitching to each of you

and then you two do with that information together what you will later

like if you’re just being gay for each other it’s wild how fast gwen goes to the other and is like “guess what he said” she is not slick about it

hobie can be found at ur place more often then not, your dads a little more iffy about you going to a different dimension

still, very grateful to be welcome in your home but hobie definitely prefers to kick back at his

hobie loves to bother gwen about your whereabouts, if you are a thing or not “where’s your brother at?” he’s pretending to be cool about it

does your dad approve ? who cares

but nah he’s way more open minded after the incident, thinks hobie is a peace of work and probably his own son too if you’ve got a similar personality, in that case you’re perfect for each other

if not he’s just happy you’re happy, that’s all he cares about

obviously gwen supports it, likes to claim she introduced you guys and you owe your relationship to her when she tries to win in an argument/conversation

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[gamblersdoll]

hii! i love your works and we share the same name! 🎀

honestly ur writing so good. i wanted to ask for choso, who reader goes a bit to rough on during sex one day so choso takes control and shows reader who’s actually in control ! btw ur works give me so much inspiration when writing LOL

oh god, we do! 🩶 and im glad i can help give inspiration! you can always ask me for some ideas if you have writers block, thats why i just be spit balling. but thank you sugar.

cw: rough reader at first, whimpering choso, rough choso.

for choso at least, your first week of ovulation was pure filth. you became more needy, sloppy, and a bit rough outside of sex.. for the moment.

youd plead with choso “use me as some kind of cocksleeve!” or going on ‘x’ to find ideas and beg him to dress as pyramid head to fuck you in the basement while chained up. to no avail though, choso would just mumble ‘dont say stuff like that.’

until last night, you had take the control for the first time—which would come to bite you in the ass later. or soon, you never knew with choso.

you rode his cock until there was nothing left for him to give, till his balls were empty and shining with your arousal mixed cream. he could feel it going up his own ass, his throat so breathy and hoarse from the moans.

his cheeks were red, one side with a small handprint while his arms were tied to the headboard.

“baby,” he breathes out, tapping your ass in a attempt to have you look at him. you obliged, looking up at him. “whats gotten into you?”

you shrugged, a cock drunk state and eyes lidded. you got to be rough with choso for the first time.

and it would be your last, considering the fact that not only were you hogtied and blindfolded, but you could also tell that choso was a bit pissed you were able to control him like that.

he lands a harsh slap on your ass, a light mix of pain but pleasure shot through your veins. you moan of course, causing choso to slam a finger into you. thank god he had trimmed his nails that day.. or was that why he did them?

“youre fucking nasty, you know?” he mumbles, spitting onto your slit and his red, mean cockhead smears it around to gather some slick. “had me looking like a mess.. that shouldve been you.”

not like you could speak, anyway.. he duct taped your mouth shut. because even after that night, you were still craving for a good fuck.

his hips ease into your velvet walls, hissing at the sudden sensation and urge to just pound away immediately. he takes a second to put his hair up into a man bun, pressing his hands into your back.

he forces an arch out of you, hearing your back pop from the force and he chuckles. “you might just get what you want..” he groans, his cock twitching inside of you. it kisses your cervix, making your toes curl and strain.

he remembers how his treatment was yesterday, he might as well repay the favor.

he pulls you by your hair and pulls your back to his chest, biting down on your shoulder until youre whining. he grunts a response, thrusting into your walls so agonizingly slow.

“yeah? you feel remorse for what you did to me?” he says in a soft growl, giving a few slight slaps to your face and then a harsher one to a breast. “bet you fucking do— oh, am i hitting that good spot?” he asks, seeing you thrash and writhe so suddenly.

“cum for me, just like how you did with me last night.” he orders, pressing a finger vibe on your clit and you silently scream, clenching around his length until he was white with your cum.

“if youre going to be rough with me, make sure youre not going to be so vulnerable the next few days.” he suggests, throwing you back down.

he rips the blindfold off of your eyes, slamming himself back into you in a mating press. you do cry, only a bit, fat tears dribbling down while he forces the eye contact, the eye contact as he slow but surely fucks himself into your walls.

hes the one to break it, surprisingly. rolling his eyes and head on his shoulders. “f—fuuck im going to fuckin cum!” he growls again, drawing out the ‘fs’. he grabs your hips, thumbs digging into the gap of the bones in your groin and pulls you up and down on him.

you can feel it, how hot his cum runs in his balls and it drives you mad. your throat emits a whimper, your already abused clit throbbing from the bumps of his pubes.

“cmon’.” he starts up, pulling the duct tape off your mouth. “stay here, ill get the bath running.”

[lynn-tged-posting]

tged webtoon ep 164 spoilers and thoughts that are totally not late what are you talking about this is on time for sure <- writing the day that 165 drops

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JAVIER WAS THE ACTUAL MVP OF THIS WHOLE EPISODE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA HAHAHAHAH GOD I LOVE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH

THAT SIGNATURE SLIGHT SMIRK, THE MENACE IN HIS EYES. YES!!! SAVE UR MAN FROM GRIEF!!! GO KNIGHT BOY GO!!!!!!!

oh how he's grown, oh how he's learned from lloyd,,, truly using all the skills hes seen and putting them to the test. ITS SO FUNNY HOW EFFECTIVE THIS IS HAHAHAHAA THE EXPRESSIONS ARE SO SO GOOD THEYRE SO UNHINGED I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

back to the top!

lloyd trying to bargain and figure out loopholes only to realize there really is no other way besides losing it all over again makes my heart ACHE. OOOWWW. OWWWWWWWW.

just. watching that shutdown happen is so so so cruel why would u do this to me. the way the artist shows the energy and life just leaving his eyes and then subsequently showing how. tired he is. makes me so so emotional

it fucking HURTS. and by god ive been there before - certainly not to this extent ofc, but ive also been in tough spots where all the work ive done for my engineering projects ends up being,,, pointless. it is VERY real, how demoralizing that feels and lloyds reaction to that, and i cant imagine the scale of how that despair increases when its related to the work you did to simply just live in peace. god. ow. ow ow ow ueueueuuee

like he just essentially got told that it didnt matter how hard he fought to live, to survive, it doesn't matter that he's "lloyd" now; kim suho is destined for an ill-fate. and considering we know him as someone who lives almost entirely for others? it's basically "hey, all this stuff u did for other people to make urself not a burden, became a burden. tough luck!" GOD THATS SO. GHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHH

and he's trying so hard to think of himself as lloyd frontera still but like. whats the point? his association with lloyd frontera became the thing that doomed him

this panel in particular is INSANEE AAGHGHGHHGGG the colors washed out, how limp he looks, the blankness of the background like nothings there. this is where lloyd is right now, hope ripped from him, this reflects that really well. it HURTS.

is dissociated the right word for this? in despair? either way he's emotionally and mentally going THROUGH it, and essentially back to isolation considering how he ignores javier

i also wonder now if lloyd has already made a choice, to let javier live? we dont get to see more of his thoughts beyond this point, so its hard to say whether or not he's already made the decision of which protagonist lives,,, god im so worried for him. a part of me suspects that maybe he already chose javier to live,,, IM SO SCARED,,,,

speaking of javier,,, we see him talking to arcos and marbella!! and AGGGHHH AAAHHH MY HEART i really really think that javier was being completely genuine here. i think he really believes this. javier in general has a tendency to be incredibly genuine in the things he says (examples i cant think of off the top of my head but this episode has a lot of em LOL). he's asserted multiple times that he believes lloyd can save their estate, and its clear he means it every time. the faith javier has in lloyd is so so strong and it makes me so fucking EMOTIONALLL im getting ahead of myself a little bit sorry

but then the stare that arcos gives to javier,,, i think silent was the one who mentioned it but its as if arcos isnt sure if he should believe him, and if u take into account the last time they asked about lloyd's status,,, it's very much possible that he doesnt believe javier, but javier has so much faith in lloyd that he leaves them alone anyway. god,,, gghh,,, mmy heart,,,,

AND JAVIER ASKING LLOYD TO WAIT FOR HIM AND THAT HE'LL HELP LLOYD GET BACK TO HIS FEET GOD GHGHGH HE LOVES HIM SO FUCKING MUCH GOD FUCK GOD DAMMIT YOU!!! YOU!!!!

lloyd doesnt even respond but javier doesnt need to wait for a response bc he'll do whatever it takes now to protect this noble he's come to care for and love and gone on so many adventures with GOD DAMMIT GOD DAMMIT FUCK

and now we reach the second half of the episode and it made me giggle SO FUCKING HARD HAHAHAHAHAHAA

LIKE I SAW THIS PANEL AND MY JAW DROPPED PLEASE JAVIER ALDKJFLSKJDF

ppl were posting that apparently someone in ORV does this too and like thats so fucking funny . if i had a nickel for every time there was identity fraud in a manhwa id have two nickels

POOR RAPHAEL GETTING CAUGHT IN THE FIRE TOO HAHAHAHA HE LOOKS SO NERVOUS

some more panels of javier harnessing all that unhinged lloyd energy IT'S SO SO GOOD. it feels like javier's now a really really strong prosecutor i think he'd do a good job as a lawyer. THIS IS SO SO FUN

LIKE HE LOOKS SO MENACING GOD ITS SO FUNNY AHHAHAHAHA while making entirely good points he's so golden i love u sm javier. yes save ur man. outargue the FUCK out of these angels u clever little knight.

THE BITS WHERE ITS REVEALED HE'S TRULY GENUINE TOO ARE SOOOO FUCKING GOOD

ITS FUNNY ON TOP OF BEING SO REAL OF JAVIER

i talked about it above but like. when javier really truly believes something, when he really truly wants something, it's so fucking obvious. this boy does not lie or pretend about how he feels, point blank period. hell we've seen his behavior when he lies/is not telling the truth; his words are stiff and out of character, and his expression is either menacingly tight or stiffly robotic. he has so, so SO much faith and such a deep desire to save lloyd, and it shows in how he's genuinely fucking thankful that the angels agreed to (or well, were coaxed into agreeing) with what he asked for. i think it's a really interesting character trait and it completely tracks that javier was the protagonist of knight of blood and iron. genuine, emotional characters who love and lose, who have hope and can believe and can also experience despair, can make for an extremely compelling story. javier nails it right on the head

i also think that this character trait completely influenced the way javier used the tactics that lloyd uses. like yes, this is something that lloyd could do, but he also would never be able to pull it off because he doesnt have that same protagonist heart and honest-to-god (pun intended) genuineness that javier has. this inherent authenticity that javier seems to just naturally possess is what allowed him to make these statements and demands, because the sincerity he wears on his sleeve makes it all end up feeling reasonable. only javier could have done something like this, and no one else. i think thats REALLY fun!!!

that is all for this ep for now,,, i am SUPER excited to see where this'll go. hopefully we will hear from alicia abt the eye of summer!!! god javier u clever lil thing im so glad he was able to do this SAVE UR BOYF!!! AAAAHHHH

see y'all next week! aka tmrw! today? whenever 165 drops!

[heartssatoru]

I honestly love your writing sm! 💖 Could you do one of the jjk men and how they comfort reader on a bad day? 🥺 Like when they get quieter and more distant than usual

Awhhwfbbdh thank you so much it means a lot! And of course thank you for the request!

Characters: gojo, geto, sukuna, megumi, yuji.

Warnings: Just fluff!

Gojo

If you were to have a bad day he most likely would easily be able to tell.

He'd tease you a bit but if you were to get upset even more he'd stop

Would ask if you needed anything, if you did then he'd buy it or get it

Would cuddle you! He wants you to get rest and feel relaxed because you had a bad day

If your moody he finds it amusing. But of course he doesn't wanna make you even more upset.

Will spoil you though, name anything and he'll buy it. No matter how expensive it is.

Also if you need personal space then he'll give you it!

Won't pressure you cause he understands! Probably makes a few jokes to try and make you laugh

Doesn't work though😭

However he does try his best to make you feel better i promise

Geto

If it was someone who made you have a bad day then he'll resort to violence

Cause how dare them??? Who do they think they are.

Howeverr if you tell him not to then he'll probably still do it. But reassure you he won't

Liar

and probably kills that person who made you have a bad day in the worse way possible

Will convince you that the smell of blood is just your imagination

Gaslighter at its finest

Anyway if it wasnt a person then he'll try and help you feel better.

Personally I take him as the type to know how to comfort

So I think with him you'd probably be feeling a lot better in no time!

Will cuddle you, watch movies with you, whatever makes you happy really

Will not let you go until your feeling a bit better from your bad day

Will comfort you with sweet words, cuddles, flowers. Whatever you need!

Takes you on walks at night too, cause he sees it as a date

Jokes around a bit but knows when too stop😭

Sukuna

At first he would laugh at you cause like, what do you expect from him

In his mindset why would he comfort a human. The king of curses comforting a human is ridiculous

Will laugh even more if its because he said something that really got to you

Calls you sensitive and stuff, and when you give him silent treatment he finds it funny

Untill you completely start ignoring him and stuff. Because that's just boring

If he were to comfort you itd most definitely come out as sarcastic

And its hard to tell if he means it or not

But for the most part if you really do stop giving him entrainment then he'll do something about it

Acts like he doesn't wanna be near you but does. However he'll never admit that

Akaward. And thats easy to tell. Thats probably what has you laughing and stuff

He would make awkward expressions without even realizing😭

And would get mad offended when you'd laugh too

for him you'd probably just be sitting on his lap or something. Be grateful you even get this chance

Says him

Secretly enjoys when you fall asleep on his lap whiling your clinging onto him

And lowkey secretly wants to be in control of yujis self more cause he wants to see you more often

Megumi

Awkward for sure, he doesn't even know how to comfort his own self

But since its you he'll try cause he loves you and cares for you

Asks gojo for help, and of course gojo gives the worst advice.

Tries to tell jokes while having a straight face. Confused when you laugh

Does feel bad though, cause he feels he's not doing enough

All he wants is really just to see a smile on your face again so he tries whatever he could think of

This time not trusting gojo of course

Moon watching with him or something until you fall asleep on his lap.

Either your playing with his hair or hes playing with yours

Overall pretty chill and comforting. Smiles when you fall asleep sometimes.

Yuji

He thinks he knows how to comfort you, but probably really doesn't

Tells the worst jokes and expects you to laugh☠ and then tells you how your supposed to laugh

If that doesn't work then he'll try his hardest to get a smile on your face

Bad day because you couldn't get work done on time? He'll help you (he probably doesn't understand one bit)

Bad day because of someone? How to curse someone on his google search history

Cuddles you while playing with your hair, but do expect sukuna to throw insults at both of you

(Hes jealous)

Also with that being said do expect for sukuna to randomly be in control

Says cheesy comforting stuff but them gets serious and actually comforts you

Genuinely though tries his best to make you smile and gets a bit upset when you don't

But he's not gonna force you too of course! He'll still try though and won't give up.

Guys my allergies are so bad oh my god😭😭

[scuderiadream]

falling behind ⟢

daniel ricciardo x reader ₊˚⊹♡

summary : bumping into a stranger at your best friend's engagement party

authors note : okay sorry for the ia, hehe, been pretty lazy to write since i'm flopping but anyway happy reading precious people <3

[ p.s y/bsf/n is your best friend name! ]

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

a sickly romance in the air, lovers stroll without a care in sight. lately, you've been falling behind from falling in love, it was never such a big deal for you until your best friend's a new guy. funny enough, she invited you to her engagement party. surely this will be fun right?

you walked into the beautifully adorned venue filled with fairy lights twinkling around the garden. you started to mingle with the guests, sipping on a champagne and laughing, but somehow you couldn't help but start to overthink about your loneliness.

as you got lost in your own thought, you suddenly bumped into a random stranger. spilling your drink to his crisp white shirt, "i'm so sorry!" you said in a mortified tone "i guess i was too lost in this joyful atmosphere" you try to lighten up the mood in a sarcastic way.

he laughed, you couldn't help but notice how his eyes sparkled whenever he laughed "no worries the party does have a way of making us all a bit distracted" he replied with a cheeky smile.

"you know, i thought i knew everyone here, but i haven't had the pleasure of meeting you yet. i'm daniel by the way" he tried to distract the topic with his cheeky smile.

"oh, right! y/bsf/n talks about you all the time! i'm y/n, her closest friend" you said to him as you cherish every features in his face.

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in the midst of conversation, your best friend, approached you and daniel with her fiancé. "oh, daniel, i see that you've met our dear friend" she said, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "you know, she's been single for far too long" she gives daniel a wink.

you blushed and feeling embarassed at the same time, you slapped your best friend's hand gently to stop whatever she was doing. "ouch okay fine i was trying to help you anyway" "you're not helping, you're making me feel embarassed infront of a person i just met here" you both whispered to each other. daniel just chuckled and gave you a playful nudge.

as your best friend and her fiancé talks with the other guests, daniel starts to get closer to you "looks like we've been set up" he said, his eyes meeting yours, his playful smile causing butterflies to flutter in you stomach.

"don't smile at me like that" you say. "why? does it bother you?" he smiled more while moving more closer to your face, only a few inches away from kissing.

your cheeks starts to turn red, "aw your face is all red its cute" he teased you "shut up" you rolled your eyes in attempt to hide your flush while you walk away.

before you walked away, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you into a dance as the music filled the air, "what are you doing" you asked him "you don't know how to dance?" he asks

you shake your head. "okay then, just follow my beat" he put his hand around your waist , pulling you in, while you wrapped your hands around his neck.

you smiled like a little kid, admiring his twinkling dark brown. "you're cute when you smile, you should smile often" he chuckled, "when will you ever stop to tease me?" you sighed while laughing

"i can't help it, you're fun to mess with" he winks at you.

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you both start to slow dance, you heard a whisper from him "you look breathtaking by the way" "you don't look so bad yourself, pretty boy" you replied back. "oh? flirting back i see?" he poked fun at your attempt to flirt him back. "haha whatever" you frowned.

"how about this, wanna ditch this party and go somewhere more fun?" he asks "hell yeah" you replied in excitement.

both of you decided to sneak out of the party silently while holding hands, trying not to get caught by anyone, thats when you started to realize, you're not falling behind anymore.

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[legendofmorons]

Hi! Im new to requesting here so i hope im not late or sending you something thats against your rules. I also hope something like this hasn't been requested before.

Could i request some semi-romatic chain x reader (platonic for Wind because he's baby) where the reader needs to go do something (example: shopping, hunting, scouting, etc) and they need one of the links to come with them because they aren't the best at fighting/aren't familiar with this hyrule. So the way they get their attention is by calling for their "Pretty boy". Bonus points if the chain(again platonic for Wind) had a crush on reader!

Idk if you've seen that tiktok audio/video where someone goes, "Pretty boy, with me I say!" "..." "..." "Oh! I'm pretty boy?" "Yes! That came out a bit too quickly-" "...pretty?"

All i can think of is basically reader accidentally calling the link for you choice "pretty boy" subconsciously. The reader could either play it off and the link could tease them or reader can go all in and continue calling said link "pretty boy".

Hopefully that makes sense and/or isn't too much? Also if possible could you make the reader gn? If you don't do it already? Also if doing all of the chain is too much you can just choose specific one's, i dont mind who you pick. Anyways thanks for even reading my request and i hope you have a good day!

I'm happy to do this! This is such a good idea and I'm excited to write it. If I didn't do it the qay ypu hoped let me know!

I went for vague crushing vibes on all of them, but Wind's. If this isn't what you had in mind please let me know!

-In alphabetical order and names are in bigger writing than the story parts

Pretty boy (chain)

Pairing: Chain x reader (seperate), Wind & reader

Rating:

Summary: you call the boys 'pretty boy' these are the results

Warnings:

Other: -In alphabetical order and names are in bigger writing than the story parts

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Four

You don't necessarily love going shopping. You don't hate it either, but it's not your definition of fun. So obviously you want someone to come with you.

Four is always fun to have around. He's sweet, and he's surprisingly good at haggling down prices.

"Do you need anything else?" Time asks you, eyeing you over and counting off your weapons for self defense.

"Not really." You say, turning towards the path.

You observe the dirt road before turning your head and calling over your shoulder, "Come on, pretty boy, let's go."

The entire group goes still and silent. They're all staring at you.

Why are they staring?

You replay your words. Oh- shit. You called Four pretty boy.

Well- he is a pretty boy but still!

You turn back to the group, taking in their confused expressions before your eyes land on Four.

Well.... You might as well commit.

"Well? Are you coming, pretty boy?" You ask, flashing a smile to show the playful intent behind the question.

Four blinks a few rides. And then points to himself slowly.

"Me?" He asks.

"Yeah, c'mon, pretty boy."

Four gives a little half fought off smile. "Pretty boy?"

"Do you not like the name?"

"No- I like it."

"Good. Come on then, I could use the company." You say.

Four follows you. It's hard to miss the little giddy pep in his step when he seems almost inclined to giggle.

You'll have to call him pretty boy more often!

Hyrule

"You should take someone with you if you're going to the dungeon. It's better with help." Time says evenly, "And take plenty of fariea and potions. Okay?"

"Okay." You say, "Let me grab my things and I'll bring Hyrule."

"Good idea."

You go to your little space in the clearing, grabbing your bag and making sure you have plenty of equipment. You don't like having to rely on other people all the time. No one does.

You finish getting yourself ready before you turn to Hyrule, "Comr on Pretty boy, you're with me.

"Did you just call Hyrule 'pretty boy'?" Legend asks, a sly look crossing his face.

"No!" You defend, face flushing as embarrassment crawls up your spine.

"It's okay!" Hyrule assures quickly, his own ears tinging with a blush. "I like that name!"

"You do?"

"Yeah!"

You smiles a little, glad he isn't upset about it. "Well... good!"

"Soo.... you think I'm pretty?" Hyrule asks, and his grin is anything but innocent.

"Maybe?"

"I knew it! I'm definitely your favorite."

"Good god." You groan, but you can find it in you to really be upset.

If only they weren't all teasing you the rest of the day. Oh, well.

Legend

You find yourself stuck on middle watch, which is the Worst. Capital W and all. Like for first watch you stay up late, last you wake up early.

But middle watch? You get woekn up and then get to try to go back to sleep later.

Gross.

Maybe someone is awake?

You scan the group, finding what is to be expected at this point.

Time sleeps as still as a log, hand one over the other on his chest.

Warriors sleeps like a soilder, light and still but heavy enough all at once.

Wild, Twilight, and Wind are all in a tangled bunch of limbs. Though to your surprise they managed to pull Four and Hyrule into their cuddle puddle tonight.

Sky sleeps all sprawled out and half out of his sleeping roll.

Then you land on Legend- who seems to be trying to get comfortable. Is he awake?

One way to find out.

"Hey! Pretty boy!" You stage whisper at him.

You don't know what possessed you to call him that. But you did, amd you don't think you're wrong.

He actually sits up, looking to you. "What?"

"Oh good, you're awake!"

"No shit. What did you call me?"

"Uh-" you pause, having hoped he would either not care or not notice. "Pretty boy?"

"That's what I thought. You got a crush on me?"

"I can think you're pretty without having a crush!" You hiss out, face flushing with embarrassment.

Maybe he is right.

"Bummer." Legend says, "Here I was thinking you had fallen head over heels for me. Since I'm your pretty boy.c

"Oh my god. Just forget I said it."

"Nope!" Legend says.

"Whyyyyy?" You groan.

Sky

You are over again pulled into upkeep chores that the quest requires. Which, whatever but you wish you weren't stuck on laundry today.

Laundry sucks with only the river, soap, and sun to do it.

Thankfully, you have Sky to help you. He's such a sweetheart that you really do appreciate his help.

So you settle at the river with the pile of clothes and some soap and resign yourself to the repetitive chore.

You cast a look to where Sky is and call out within much thought. "Come on, pretty boy! Might as well get started."

Sky and Twilight both go still before turning their eyes to you. Both looking fairly bewildered.

Oh. You said the 'pretty boy' part out loud. Whoops.

At least it's just Twilight and Sky here. They're not too bad about holding things against you. Usually.

"Me?" Sky questions, looking fairly confused but maybe just a little flattered.

His ears have a hint of pink on them.

How cute!

"Yeah?" You say, but it comes out a lot more like a question then he'd like.

"I've never been called that before."

"Real? Like- not ever?"

"Never.... I like it, though. Please keep calling me that?"

"Sure, if you like."

"I would."

You smile softly, bit your eyes go back to the laundry. "Well come on, pretty boy. We still have laundry to get done."

Time

You'd ask why you're the one who's always in charge of day to day things like groceries, supply runs, socializing, and all of that.... But you've seen the others try. Some are better in these aspects then others- but you are still the best.

So you're in charge of it.

You've already split the work and have the group gathered around you to hand out the assignments.

"Alright, Four, Warriors, and Sky, you're on weapon inventory. Wild, Hyrule, and Twilight's, you're on market duty. Wind and Legend, you're on laundry."

The others all share looks with their task partners.

"Where am I?" Time asks.

You give a smile when you speak, though you swear the nickname is an accident! "Your with me, pretty boy."

Silence.

Complete and utter silence.

Shit.

You said that out loud.

"Did you just-" Time starts.

You cut him off with a tight voice, "Can we please pretend I didn't?"

Warriors just laughs at you, the ass.

"I didn't say I hated it." Time says simply, though you can see the shit eating gleam in his eyes.

Fuck.

"Great. Well, Time, we're on dishes. "

"I thought I was ypur pretty boy."

You feel your face heat up, but you can even care. Why does je have to tease you? Your heart can't take it.

He's so handsome when he's being a menace. Which is a big problem.

Well also the whole he's being a menace thing. That's a bigger problem.

"You're just being mean to (Y/n)," Twilight says helpfully.

"How? I'm just asking why I went from pretty boy to Time."

You just groan, pulling your hands to cover your face.

This is going to be a long day.

Twilight

Why you're left to babysit the stubbornest Links is still beyond you, and yet here you are for the umpteenth time- babysitting them.

Twilight, Warriors, Legend, Wild, and Wind are scattered about the clearing in groups of one or two.

Thankfully, Wild and Wind are on opposite sides of the area and not collaborating to cause trouble.

Unfortunate you hear trouble before you see it.

"Fan out, get low! Pretty boy with me!"

They all turn to look at you as they drop into crouches.

Oh good. You called Twilight pretty boy. And no one knows who you meant. Great.

You groan because that's easier than dealing with feelings.

"You uh, were looking at me when you said- that name.... am- Am I pretty boy?" Twilight asks, and his voice is a little too thick to be played off.

"Yes. Now get over here we don't have much time."

Twilight does, quickly making his way to your side.

He gets there in time to throw a shield over your heads when the arrow start falling. What a gentleman!

When it's all over you can already feel his eyes on you.

"So uh... I'm pretty boy?"

"Yeah, guess you are." You answer him.

"You think I'm pretty?" Twilight asks, and it's both hopeful and heart breaking to hear.

How can he not see that?

"Of course I do. I have eyes." You say, playing off any and all other emotions.

"So... I'm your pretty boy then?"

You just sigh. At least he's having fun. "If you like to be, sure."

Warriors

You actually don't mind going to town to grab supplies, what you fo hate is pickings who goes with you. Sometimes there's no problem, but sometimes the others get pouty if they don't get to go.

Somethings about socialization? Who knows.

But as you're in Warrior's hyrule, he's coming with.

"Alright, pretty boy, let's go." You say as you turn to look at the captain.

Oh, you said that out loud. Shit.

Maybe he missed it?

"What did you just call me?" Warriors asks, and he looks half confused half endeared.

"Uhhhhh-" You blue screen with nearly no idea what's happening.

But you do register embarrassment blooming.

Warriors takes on a smug look as he asks, "You called me pretty boy, right?"

"Yeah. So?" You ask, failing miserably at keeping your cool.

"You think I'm a pretty boy?" He asks, and you swear his ears are tinkered pink.

Why are his ears pink?

Is he- flattered?

"Yeah... You're pretty. You're a boy. Seems pretty straight forwards."

"That's not usually a name I like."

"Oh. Then I'm sorry I called you that."

Warriors shakes his head and gives you a soft look. Earnest and hinging almost on smitten "Actually- I like when you say it."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Well, come on then pretty boy." You say, flashing a smile.

"Lead on, (Y/n)."

He links his arm through yours eaaily.

Wild easily.

You find yourself watching Wild as he crouches and waits patiently for the perfect shot. You've been running low on meat lately and you're out here to aid his hunt.

Does ot usually take so long?

You can't tell.

But you would like to have a break from squatting a little behind him.

"Wild." You whisper just barley audible.

He dosen’t seem to here you.

"Wild."

No answer.

"Link?" You call again.

He stil dosen’t respond.

So you try again, "Pretty boy?" You say, words falling out of yourouth without thought or permission.

He stiffens, head whipping around. "(Y/n)?

"Are we even seeing animals to hunt?" You ask softly.

"No- wait- what?"

"How much longer are we going yo sit here? It's been like two hours."

"Twenty minutes. And did you call me pretty boy?"

"Oh- yeah, I was hoping you wouldn't notice."

"Oh... Why?"

"I was thinking we should move to a better place to hunt?"

"Oh... Okay."

"Any ideas on where?" You ask.

"Uh- maybe a hill.... Why did you call me pretty boy?"

"It just slipped out. I won't call you that again though, promise."

"No... Uh- I like the name.... I just don't think I've been called that before."

You have a harder time believing that. Wild really is pretty, has je eveb seen his own face?

"That's surprising. "

"It is?"

"Yeah. It is."

"Well.... I like the name, at least from you." Wild says again, his ears tinged pink and a barley hidden smile present.

"Yeah? You don't want Legend calling you that?"

"Not really."

"That tracks, pretty boy. Come on let's move to a better vantage point."

"Okay." Wild says, and you swear if he were a hardened hero and traveler, he'd be giggling.

Wind

You don't mind being put on foraging duty, especially not when the sailor is your companion. Wind has always been so fun to be around. The kid is like a brother to you almost.

He's a few feet away, digging through a mess of greenery that seems pretty weird to you, but he seems happy. And thats good.

"Hey, (Y/n)?" Wind asks, turning his eyes to you.

"Yeah, kid?"

"Are these those poisonous berries Wild showed us?"

You squint as you scrutinize the purple berries Wind holds up. They definitely look similar.

"I'm not sure. Better leave them alone to be safe, though."

Wind sighs, "I thought you'd say that."

"Then why even ask, pretty boy?"

You don't know why you said it, but you did, and he's a cute kid. So whatever. It's honest, at least.

"What?"

"What part are you confused about, kiddo?"

"Why did you call me pretty boy? Is that an insult?"

"No, Wind, it's not an insult. Not from me at least."

"Oh. Good!"

You bite back the laugh that bubbles up from your throat, trying not to he overtly rude. His fave is definitely one you'll remember.

Wind looks pleased, and maybe a little embarrassed. But the glee behind his eyes is genuine.

"So, I'm your pretty boy?"

"Sure kid." You say, trying again not to laugh.

He's cute, in that kid way with the too big grin.

"The others are gonna be SO jealous!"

You do laugh this time, warm and bright, and glad to see him happy.

"Be nice, Wind."

"Never!" He calls as he starts foraging again.

[maimingaffairs]

HII IM DEEPLY AMAZED BY UR WRITINGS CUZ U GOT ME GIGGLING LIKE A SCHOOLGIRL AND KICKING MY LEGS. ANYWAYS!!

I would like to request angst to fluff for Aleksander where they were past lovers but reader was killed just like what happened to Luda. Eventually on the present time (Alina's timeline ig), during the winter fete, Aleksander saw reader's face as Alina was doing her magic showcase ig and Aleksander followed reader outside (maybe for fresh air) and then thats when reader started getting flash backs maybe a headache (DO UR MAGIC HERE LOVE) and maybe when whe wakes up, he's asleep by her side and she just says "Sasha?" in that sweet tone and ALL FLUFF

(SORRY IF THIS WAS A BIT LONG, IM KINDA HAVING AN ENERGY OUTBURST)

hi my anon baby <3 i worked on this for a couple of days. sorry it’s so late!!! i feel as if i’ve seen a couple fics like this and i tried to make it as different as i could while still staying within the margins of your request… i hope it’s okay.

warnings: canon typical violence, character death (kind of?) blood, angst, fluff, all of it. just all of it.

word count: 4.7k

of Wildflowers & Damnation

(aleksander morozova x fem!reader)

-

Some days were easier than others. Just as on the other side of the coin, some days were harder. Inconveniently, today happened to be one of the harder days for Aleksander. He tried to reason with himself often that after nearly five hundred years of living, that he shouldn’t be so affected by loss anymore. 

That didn’t make it any easier, unfortunately. He’d lost so much in his life, that he didn’t mourn so heavily, and then he’d lost you. 

He’d met you nearly two hundred years after the creation of the fold, and to say he loved you would be to say it was only a bit cold in the arctic, which is to say, it was a gross understatement. He loved you more deeply than he ever knew was possible, and perhaps that’s why it was so terribly hard to accept even all these years later, that you just weren’t alive any longer, while he lived on. 

He had tried to bring you back, he really did. Much to his mother’s dismay, for the second time in his life, he resorted to the use of merzost to heal you. But you never woke. 

Aleksander stood silently near his door. It was nearly time for him to find Alina, to join the festivities at the Winter Fete, to show the country’s most influential just how powerful the Sun Saint really was. He knew it was time to go, but his mind wouldn’t rest.  It wouldn’t stop replaying your last day with him. 

-

The two of you walked hand in hand through the forest that was just behind your small home. Aleksander wasn’t normally one for such plain and domestic types of endeavors, but the wildflowers were blooming in the valley at this time of year, and he wanted nothing more but to see you smile at them, as you did every year before that. 

“Do you have a favorite flower, Sasha?” You had asked him softly and looked up at him with a big grin. You better than anyone knew that he wasn’t much of a flower person, but the question was still on your mind as you walked together. 

He thought to himself for a moment as he peered down at your excited face and then he shrugged, “Oh, there’s too many to choose from, my lovely. Perhaps a dandelion.”

“Dandelions are weeds, Aleksander.” You pointed out and he shook his head and nudged your side. 

“They still bloom, do they not?”

You didn’t seem to like this answer, because you simply huffed under your breath and gave his hand a little squeeze, “Okay but I meant a real flower. Not a little yellow weed.” You insisted. 

He thought for a moment longer and then he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your hairline, “Alright. Poppies.” He finally conceded and you seemed to like this answer much more than the last, because you hummed and sidled up to him sweetly, your head resting against the side of his arm. 

“Poppies. I would’ve taken you for a rose person.” You mused. 

“And why roses?” He asked, curious to hear your response. 

“Because. They’re terribly beautiful, but you wouldn’t dare just grab one recklessly. They’re covered in thorns. You have to be gentle with them, work around the thorns. Then it’s yours to have. Kinda like you. Just gotta work around your thorns.” You replied and then let out a tiny giggle, “At least, that’s what I did. Seemed to work out just fine for me.” 

Your words made his chest feel as if it was flooding with impossible new amounts of affection for you and he stopped the two of you where you walked and he leaned down to delicately wrap both of his arms around your waist. You eagerly wrapped your tiny arms around his shoulders and he moved down a bit more, closer to your level. 

To Aleksander, you were the sweetest thing in the world. Everything from your kind smile to your fiery attitude made him swell with love for you. To love and be loved in return was such a strange concept for him to grasp. Especially when the returned love was given by such a gentle soul such as yourself. He often found himself unworthy of such a love, unworthy of your kindness, your care, your acceptance. You knew of his past transgressions, yet you loved him anyways, always insisting that mistakes get made. Everyone messes up. To the world, he was The Darkling. The Black Heretic. A wicked man with a soul as dark as his eyes. That version of himself even existed in his own mother’s eyes. But to you, he was simply Aleksander. 

He held you even tighter now and he buried his face in your hair for a long time before he slowly pulled away from you and brought his hands up to delicately cup your face. He held your face so gently as if he was convinced it would shatter between his fingers and he watched your eyes, fascinated by you. 

“What a sweet little thing, you are. What did I ever do in this life to have been blessed with such a love?” He asked softly, leaning down to nudge his nose against yours a few times. 

“If I had to guess, it might have had something to do with your sympathy for weeds. I suppose they need love too.” You teased, and he didn’t even bother rolling his eyes at your teasing before he pressed a tender kiss to your lips. You kissed him back and placed your hands on top of his, letting out another little giggle into his mouth. He pulled back and watched you in amusement, a smile spreading across his own face. 

“What could you possibly be laughing at during a moment like this?” He asked and you scrunched your nose up and patted the backs of his hands a few times. 

“Your beard tickled my lip.” You replied gleefully, your eyes meeting his in a mirthful gaze. 

He slowly pulled away from you and took your hand again, pulling you into his side as the two of you started to walk once more, “Shall I cut it then?” He asked and chuckled. 

You practically skipped alongside him as the two of you walked and you shook your head, “No. I think you look handsome. But you might need a haircut soon. You’ve got bangs nearly.” You pointed out and reached up with your free hand to push a strand of hair away from his eyes, “Don’t worry. I can do it for you.” You added and laid your head against the side of his arm once again. 

He laced his fingers in between yours and gave your hand an affectionate squeeze as he led you down along the dirt path, “How have your lessons with my mother been going?” He asked. 

It was your turn to nearly roll your eyes now and you took a quick glance up at Aleksander, “Well. She doesn’t like me much, and I’m still not very good at controlling my fire so… to be continued. Maybe. I don’t know. Perhaps I just don’t want to learn anymore. I have no use for these powers.” You replied and tapped the side of his hand with your pinky finger. 

You were an Inferni, a poor one at that. Normally Aleksander would protest and tell you to embrace your gift but he didn’t this time, resigning to let you speak your mind. If you didn’t want to pursue your abilities, he wouldn’t force you, “I don’t think she dislikes you.” He replied down at you finally. 

“Oh, I think she does. She’s always got a backhanded comment locked and loaded just for me.” You argued with a little sigh. 

Aleksander knew it wasn’t you that she disliked in specific. It was just the fact that his mother disliked the fact that he was selfish enough to let himself love you. She always insisted that he’d ruin you, just like the girl he loved before you. She insisted that he wasn’t meant for you, always telling him to set you free before he inadvertently broke your wings. Deep down, he knew his mother was right. She usually was. But he couldn’t bring himself to ever make you leave. Not now. He was too far in. 

He shook his head a couple of times and sighed, “She’s not exactly inviting. But that’s not to say she dislikes you. Don’t pay her any mind, my love.” He replied and then brought your intertwined hands up to his lips so that he could place a few light kisses to your knuckles.

He lowered your hands back down between the two of you once again and he glanced up over the hill in the distance. You two were nearly to the small valley and he could tell your excitement was growing, because your steps got more hurried and you occasionally would let out giddy squeals and hums. 

A snap of a stick on the path behind you had Aleksander sweeping you in front of him as he turned around to survey the area. The two of you had stopped walking now and he looked around behind both of you, finding nothing. 

“What was that?” You asked quietly and glanced up at your lover, feeling a bit uneasy. 

“I’m not sure, darling.” He replied cautiously and turned back around to glance down at you. 

Your eyes were already fixed up on his face. You didn’t look scared, but you didn’t look like you felt too secure either, and he didn’t blame you. Something had shifted in the forest around you two, there was a strange feeling. You grabbed onto his arm tightly and you gave it a little tug. 

“Sasha, we don’t have to go any farther. We can head back home now.” You whispered, but he shushed you softly and turned back around slowly to check the path behind the pair of you. 

A small snapping sound came again, but this time it was now in front of the two of you. There was a little shuffle and another snap and he felt you yank his arm again.

“Aleksander.” 

He turned around as your grip on his arm loosened and he looked down at your face, which was now drained of color. You wobbled a bit and fell forward onto him, and he swiftly caught you with a shocked exclamation of your name. 

He held you upright and that’s when he saw the arrow that had lodged itself in your back and stuck out through your chest. He wildly looked around and had spotted two men in thick furs darting out from behind a tree. Drüskelle. He had barely a second to move the two of you before they let loose another arrow and he retaliated quickly. 

One of the men let out a yell in their native tongue and Aleksander wasted no time in quickly diving down to the ground with you as another arrow flew. He gently sat you up against one of the small trees on the edge of the path and turned around, and with zero hesitation, finished the two men off easily with The Cut. As they fell to the ground, he looked around for more. When none came, he turned to you and scooped you up into his arms as quickly as he could, not daring to pull the arrow from your chest quite yet. 

“Hey, hey. Y/n. You’re going to be alright.” He insisted. 

But the way your head lolled to the side weakly made him think otherwise. You didn’t respond to him, but you looked up into his eyes, tears beading in the corners of yours. 

“We’re going home. I’m taking you to my mother, we can fix this.” He promised and didn’t wait a single second more before he was dashing off down the path with you hanging all but limply in his arms. He could feel the warmth of your blood seeping through the sleeve of his shirt and he grit his teeth, refusing to let himself panic. You were going to be okay. You had to be. There wasn’t a chance in hell that Aleksander was going to let you go now that he had finally found you after years upon years of being alone. He didn’t notice the tears gathering in his own eyes until they were falling down his cheeks and you let out a distressed sound.

“No, Sasha. Don’t cry. It’ll be okay.” You whispered hoarsely, and the sound of your voice only made it worse.

He ran straight out of the forest and through the field behind your home before he finally ran through the back door. He laid you down on your side atop the round wooden table in the middle of the room and he yelled for his mother, who came shortly after he called. 

“Mother. We need to do something. Drüskelle, in the forest attacked us, and they-“ he started frantically, only to be cut off by the older woman.

“There is nothing you can do, Aleksander.” She said shortly and then shook her head, “We don’t have a healer nearby. We aren’t healers ourselves.”

He looked over at you, and you seemed so much smaller than usual now, curled up on the table with an arrow still protruding from your back, “Mother, there has to be a way. I will not let my lover die.” 

“There is no way. There is no natural way for us to save lives. You know this. Bid her goodbye.” She said sternly. 

His head perked up a bit and he reached out to make sure you were still alive by touching your pulse. 

Weak, but still there. Just barely. 

“But I can. I can do it, I’ve practi-“ 

“You cannot!” She protested and held her hand up to her son, “You will not! You will take whatever time you have left and say goodbye, for it is only the way of life. We see life come and go and we remain. Not even you can change that. I’ll give you space. That is final.” Baghra said sharply and turned on her heel to leave the two of you alone. 

Aleksander was at your side in half a second, and he crouched down to be level with your face. Tears were rolling across your face and your lip trembled fearfully. 

“It doesn’t hurt, Sasha. Don’t worry about me please.” You whispered and he reached out to brush tears from your eyes. 

“I’m going to fix this. Okay? You aren’t going to die today. I swear it.” He promised, but his faith was running thin. He reached out and he grabbed your arm gently and held you in place, “I’m going to remove the arrow, okay? And then we’re going to heal you.”

“You are not a healer, Aleksander. Don’t do this.” You begged softly and he looked down into your eyes again. He pursed his lips and shook his head a few times. 

“I won’t lose you. I won’t walk this earth without you by my side, do you understand?”

“No, Aleksander, no.” You protested, trying your best to sound stern like Baghra had, but your voice faltered and he knew you didn’t have much time left. 

He ignored your protests and grabbed hold of the arrow and quickly pulled it out of your back, and whatever voice you had left was spent on the wail you let out as your blood began to freely spill out over the table. He quickly threw himself over you, only to find you shaking. He looked down at your face to learn that your shaking was from your silent sobs and he frowned deeply. 

He was going to save you. It was going to be alright. 

He closed his eyes and placed his hand over the bleeding hole in your back, wracking his brain for the strength to use the magic so forbidden that had been abused by his ancestor, to heal you. To save you. 

He let out an agonized yell and finally felt the same cold, pricking sensation spread through his veins that had occurred the day he created The Fold. He felt stinging in his fingertips as he pushed out everything he could from his hand into your wound. Into you. 

At long last, the stinging stopped and subsided, and Aleksander realized you’d gone still under his touch. He felt a little splash of relief and he turned you around onto your back, only to find your eyes closed. He felt his face drain of all color and he shakily reached up to feel your pulse against your throat. 

Nothing. 

To say the days following were that of pure anguish was to put it lightly. He’d taken you to the valley of millions and millions wildflowers and laid you to rest there. At least he knew you’d be somewhere you loved. 

For weeks after your death, Baghra was full of warnings and disappointment for him, chastising him for using merzost once more. 

“You don’t know what you’ve done, Aleksander. You may have very well not healed your lover, but you don’t know what you’ve done. This will come back to you one day. You will regret it. There will be punishment.” She warned.

Not that he cared. 

“Let me regret it. Let it haunt me for the rest of my days, woman. It’s not the only ghost that hangs above my head, now.”

-

You didn’t recall much. At all. All you knew is that one day you suddenly did recall, as if it was the beginning of your life. 

Amnesia the doctor called it. You’d likely had a head injury and forgotten things, that’s all. 

Whatever you were before, whatever life you led, it was erased from your mind without a single clue as to what it had been prior. In the last few years that you started recalling, you’d worked as a dress maker in the city of Ketterdam. When one of your clients had graciously invited you to come to Ravka’s Winter Fete with her and her daughter in trade of two elegant gowns for them, you’d accepted her offer immediately. 

So there you stood, in the hallway of the crowded Ravkan palace, eyes traveling the faces of everyone who passed by. The two girls you’d attended with had gone off to greet the royal family, and you’d stayed back, opting to survey the crowd instead. You’d heard word that the Sun Summoner was going to be putting on a display in only a few short moments, and just as the thought crossed your mind, it all began. It started with a whirlwind of activity, and you watched the Grisha throughout the room showcase their abilities skillfully, and the sight invoked a strange feeling deep within your chest. You had the sudden urge to bring your hands together just as they did, feeling as if you could perform alongside them. You fought the urge back and flexed your hands a bit at your sides, shaking off the strange feeling.

Your eyes travelled to the front of the room and they fell upon a girl and a man, standing shoulder to shoulder, both wearing black. You assumed it was the Sun Summoner and who you had heard to be General Kirigan, the fierce Ravkan general who also happened to be Grisha. As the pair began their display of power, you felt your head begin to ache dully, and once the Sun Summoner’s light lit up the entire room, the pain in your head only grew sharper. 

Everyone in the room seemed to be filled with excitement, and as the display was done, the volume seemed to increase tenfold, making you clutch your head between your palms. 

The pair at the front of the room turned around and when you saw The General’s face, you blinked a few times. A thought clawed at the inside of your mind, begging to be let free. But you didn’t know how. You didn’t even know what it was. He seemed to notice you shortly after you noticed him, and you could’ve sworn you saw a look of complete astonishment cross his face as quick as a flash of lightning.  

Suddenly the room seemed to blur out as if in your periphery and you gasped as little flickers of imagery flashed behind your eyes. 

A field of flowers, the darkest eyes you’d ever seen, and fire. You furrowed your brow together and you leaned your hand up against the nearest wall, your chest rapidly rising and falling with short, quick breaths. Disorientation fell upon you and you found yourself stumbling through the crowd of partygoers and out of the room. The bustling hallway was a struggle for you to navigate, but you eventually prevailed and found the door to the courtyard. You all but went falling out the door and you stumbled clumsily until you reached grass and you held your hand to your chest as you stopped running. You felt sick to your stomach and your hands began to feel clammy and you swore that you heard someone calling your name- though you were unsure how you knew the name was yours- because you hadn’t been called by it before. You couldn’t even respond in anyway before your eyes rolled back into your head, and you were collapsing backwards towards the ground. 

-

Aleksander felt insane when he followed you out of the palace. He’d had days where all he could do was think of you, but never once had he seen your face anywhere but his mind. He called after you, but you didn’t seem to notice, and if you did, you didn’t respond. He walked briskly up to you just in time to watch you collapse, and he lunged forward to catch your falling body in his arms awkwardly. The strange angle at which he held you up at made you look so small and fragile, and he hoisted you up into his arms. It couldn’t be you. There was no possible way it could have been. He didn’t dare look down at your face for a few moments, standing there in the courtyard with his jaw set firmly. 

Finally, he did dare to look down, and when he did, he almost found himself collapsing with you. Sure, you were unconscious and your hair had become a bit tousled, but there was no mistaking the face that he saw. It was yours. His y/n. 

He looked around wildly, trying to come up with an explanation for the mere fact that his very dead lover was here. How you were here. He buried you. He reached up with one hand and he brushed the backs of his fingers across your cheeks. He refused to let himself feel relieved or happy or excited. If this was the punishment his mother had promised him years ago, he wouldn’t give in. But he couldn’t just leave you. Not out here, not like this. He stood with you in his arms for a while longer in contemplation before ultimately deciding he’d take you back to his chambers and wait for you to wake. If you woke. Then he’d proceed to ask who you were, to figure out what was happening. 

He carried you off through the night towards the nearly deserted Little Palace, and once inside, he made a beeline for his bedroom. Once he reached the shelter of his room, he closed the door fast and locked it, looking around to make sure no one was inside. He promptly walked you to his bed and laid you out on it, staring down at you. The urge to lay at your side was consuming his every thought and he ground his teeth together, fighting back a round of tears. 

Yours was the face he saw when he fell asleep. Every night. Some dreams were pleasant. You and him in the flowers, or even in bed together, happily. He’d hear your laugh, your hums, your sweet voice… all of it. Some dreams were not so kind, and these were the ones where he relived your last moments over and over again. 

His endless patience had seemed to run out and his will to remain complacent broke. He’d take the pain of having to lose you again if this wasn’t real, he’d be damned all over again to feel the emptiness of your loss if only just a moment of his time could be spent by your side one last time. 

So he kicked off his boots and removed his black decadent kefta, and he slid down into the bed next to you, his eyes not leaving your face once. He reached out across the minimal space he gave between the two of you and he grazed his fingertips across your cheekbones, up into your hair, down the side of your neck and along your jaw. Everywhere. He traced the outline of your lips and he swiped the pad of his thumb across your chin. Not a single thing had differed from his memory. If you’d told him he’d plucked you out from behind his eyes and laid you out in front of him, he would’ve believed it. 

Oh yes, if he was to be damned with the consequences of trying to save you, then he’d take them. He’d take them graciously if it meant one last night at your side. 

-

He was unsure of when he fell asleep, but he didn’t ever realize that he had until he felt hands on his face. His eyes shot open and he expected sunlight to light up his room, but instead it was dark, with only a glimmer of silver light filtering through the window. He frantically looked across from him on his bed and he reached up to push the hands away from his face, but once his eyes focused in the moonlit room, he dropped his hands and found himself lost in your eyes instead. 

Your hands stayed against his cheeks and you seemed to be at a loss for words. He knew the feeling well. It was mutual. 

The state of unconsciousness you had fallen into had been one of unrest. Memories upon memories began to flood your head all at once. Still, you were unaware of how you were alive and how you had come to be unearthed, but you assumed it must have had something to do with the merzost that you so vehemently opposed him using. 

He reached out to touch your face so gently, as if he thought you were only a figment of the moonlight and would disappear underneath his touch. When you didn’t, he let out a sigh, one that sounded terrified and relieved all at the same time. You couldn’t find your voice while you stared at him, your mouth wanting to form a thousand words all at once. 

Until it settled on just one.  

“Sasha?”

To Aleksander, this was the sweetest sound he’d heard in his entire long life, and he couldn’t help the tears that loosed themselves from his eyes. He could only nod in response as he wrapped his arms around your small form and he pulled you against his chest. 

If this was damnation, then he’d embrace it with open arms, and if this was a second chance to save you from the consequences of his past, then he’d do better this time. Whatever the case may be, he wasn’t going to leave this room until he was sure you wouldn’t evaporate into nothing. He laid his hand ever so protectively against the back of your head and he leaned his own head down until his lips touched your hairline. He could’ve whispered a million things to you at that moment, promised you everything, sung you praises and profess his love until he ran out of the breath to do so with, but he’d never been one for that many words all at once. So he leaned down to press his lips against yours, and it said everything he couldn’t all at once. He pulled back slowly and he tipped your head back a bit so that he could gaze down at your face, unchanged by all this time. 

And so he uttered out a promise, one that he intended to keep this time, no matter the cost.

“Yes, my sweet girl. It’s me, and I will never lose you again.” 

[sleepysnoots]

Stone x reader who brings him food?

No Idea what gender u wanted reader so I’ll go with gender neutral! Also thanks for requesting

Not proofread :P

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You were walking to their usual alleyway a basket of various treats and snacks being carried in your hands. Stepping over the discarded bags of rubbish and litter scattered all over the floor, you looked up to see stone sat on a crate by himself, he was leaning against the wall a cigarette in his hand as he exhaled the smoke seeming unaware of your presence .

You smiled upon seeing him sat there before calling out to get his attention

“Hey stone!”

Stones head perked up from his slouched position looking over to your direction smiling softly as he saw u wave at him as you made your way over to where he was sat, dodging the muck and trash on the floor . He chuckled at ur antics before flicking the cigarette butt squashing it with his foot.

“ hey”

He hummed shifting over a bit on the crate making room for you as you came to sit next to him placing the basket on your lap

You looked around noticing how it was only the two of you

“Where are the others?”

You asked as stone turned his head to look at you

“Oh, they went out.”

He hummed turning his head back to look at… the wall. You raised a brow with a slight smirk,

“Did they say why?”

You chuckled as you watched him shrug

“Yeah probably but i wasn’t really listening”

You rolled your eyes at him. Unsurprisingly stone wasn’t paying attention to anything vinnie and skipp said. You guess you could just wait for them with stone till they got back. But in the meantime, you could give stone some food now he’d probably save some for the others anyway.

And with that you shifted the basket off your lap and into the space between you and stone. His face still faced the wall but his eyes glanced at the basket then you. You smiled nodding at the basket, signaling that he can have some now.

Almost immediately after you nodded he went straight to the basket pulling out a piece of bread. You both sat there silently as he ate.

After a few minutes he spoke up already have eaten half of the small baguette.

“Why do u even give us food? I mean i ain’t complaining, but its just weird to think that anyone would be this kind to well yknow scraps”

You smile softly before also turning to face the wall as you give him a reason

“Well to be honest”

You chuckle

“I guess I just like helping people yknow no matter what or who they are”

Stones looking up at you as you talk his back hunched as he munches on the bread

“I really wish i could give a huge interesting answer but thats just my main reason”

You sit there for a moment before shrugging

“And i just really like you guys”

Stone smiles softly

“Well thanks we really appreciate”

He say’s sitting up before continuing

“And if it wasnt for you we’d probably have died from starvation”

Stone mutters before making eye contact with you

The sound of the busy city outside the alleyway hides the silence between the two as you both sit there looking at each other with soft smiles

You break the silence as you look away

“Its no problem, really.”

You chuckle as his eyes widen at you he feels his heart flutter from your kindness and how your doing this not for recognition or pride but just out of your own time. He feels his face heat up as he turns to look at the wall aswell

“Yeah.”

He mutters as you turn your head at him realizing he’s blushing

“OH MY GOD ARE U BLUSHING?!”

You say shocked before grinning trying to hold back your laughter

“WHAT! NO!”

he says defensively his face turning even more red

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Yeah don’t know where i was headed at the end but bish bash bosh another request done!

[articdelilah]

ꕥWomen’s Dayꕥ

Happy International Women’s day!! I hope everyone had a lovely day today :] I thought this would also be the perfect excuse to write some demon slayer characters and what they would do for women’s days!! Also The internet NEEDS more Enmu content so I am here to deliver.

Warning!: Mention of spicy time (not in detail or anything), Muzan being a lil asshole (not surprising) and some very handsome demons. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

Akaza

🌒

Akaza clears all his plans for women’s day!! He makes sure to have the day OFF. He finishes his missions on time and gets everything done before this day.

Literally always remembers and wakes you up with kisses on your face, gently murmuring “Good morning” as he sets a vase of flowers on the bedside table.

This day is so special to him, It’s the day he has an excuse to just shower you in love! Akaza makes this day like a second anniversary, He lives for it!

Silent late night walks in a forest near a river or stream, maybe a little picnic too^^ He admires the moonlight on your skin and the way you smile as you tug his arm to walk faster.

Chocolates, Flowers, Jewellery you name it! This guy is on top of his game and won’t let you down, Not like it’s even possible to be let down by Akaza BUT YK-

He’s your little puppy for the day! So cute

Akaza is so sweet 10/10 HUSBAND MATERIAL!

Douma

🌑

Okey so here’s the thing, Douma wouldn’t plan it. He probably forgot until one of his followers mentioned it or (if you have a calendar because lets face it Douma wouldn’t have one) He’d check a calendar and be like “Oh yeah!” *snaps fingers*

He’ll shower you with attention and love! His gifts include Jewellery and New clothes! If you like reading, Douma might find a way to get his sharp lil hands on a book you’ve wanted for a long time^^

I don’t think he’s such of a chocolates type guy though, That’s okey though! He makes up for it I promise!!

While he can’t eat normal human food, He’d make his followers make you some so he can munch on a human while you eat your normal food.

Unless you are a demon, then yippe! You share a human together 💖 So romantic

Douma is a clingy little dog (ignore that he is clingy no matter what day-)

9/10💖

Muzan

🌕

Muzan would definitely forget or perhaps he doesn’t really care?? Who knows.

Doesn’t see why it’s important. I mean, It’s not like he gets a ‘International Men’s day’ so he doesn’t see what’s so special in Women’s day (🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩)

Nevertheless, if he sees you upset about him not celebrating it then he’ll sigh and walk to your side, wish you a (Rather forced) happy women’s day and hug you. Muzan hugs are very rare, THATS HIS GIFT TO YOU

Don’t expect gifts. Don’t expect special treatment. Don’t expect worship. Don’t expect lovey dovey romantic dates.

It’s not like he doesn’t love you, Muzan loves you!! You are his Queen and he’d die without a second thought for you, its just that he thinks it’s stupid and its a waste of time to be upset about it.

-1/10. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER MUZAN!

Enmu

🌔

I think everyone knows that Enmu treats you like a Goddess on the daily anyways but MY GOD

Maybe won’t give you flowers but his hands and eyes are all over you, He just can’t let you go for the whole day

He’s so sweet, He’ll do anything u say!! He’s so sweet it’ll make your teeth rot

You two probably share a meal of some sorts

Probably wrote you a poem for the occasion

If you are a demon, a picnic on top of the train is a must!! I wouldn’t recommend if you are a human though, Stream blowing directly on your face might cause respiratory issues-

Might turn a little spicy at the end of the night 🤭

9/10 GET YOURSELF A MAN LIKE ENMU (and pls gimme more Enmu fanfics I’m desperate 😭)

Kokushibo

🌗

Like with Muzan, He probably doesn’t remember. Infact, I don’t think he’d even know something like this existed. He won’t even notice until you confront him that it’s women’s day.

A bit confused tbh. Why is there a women’s day? What do you do on women’s day? Does this even exist or are you just trying to get him to pay attention to you? Is he supposed to give you something?

He’ll remember from that day on, Wishing you a Happy women’s day every year.

Maybe he’ll take you stargazing if you’re lucky

Give him loads of kisses! He’ll make it up to you by little gestures such as holding your hand or kissing your hand

6/10. Good effort Koku

Thank you so much for reading Sugar Cookie! Until next time!! Remember, Requests are open^^

[lixern]

My rivalry with you expands... with love.

• AcademicRival!Scaramouche x GN!Reader

(ignore this whole space ill fix it later.. i wrote this on phone thats why :3)

• Scaramouche was always better than you. Grades, popularity, getting others hearts! But.. he's also trying to compete with the beating of his own heart.

(song; Me and your Mama, Childish Gambino.)

Scaramouche has always been just- so annoying. He was always with you, same school and everything. You would've transferred, really, but you already had such a good reputation in this school- how could you leave your whole school life behind? 1st place in everything.. God no you wouldn't leave that behind, but you sure did know that Scaramouche stole that title, and a part of your heart.

You hated him with a passion, you really did. You hated how his cocky personality always shot at you when you looked at your report card or.. anything that resembled your grades! Scaramouche would pull out his, then show you how much of a higher score he got. Ugh, he was on your nerves.

But then the finals were coming up, oh finally! The next grade will come after summer vacation- hopefully Scaramouche has transferred by the time it arrives.. but wait, surely you need to beat him before the school year ends right?

"Class dismissed, I wish you all good luck."

The teacher said once the bell rung, right after they finished announcing the topic for each subject to be reviewed. You turned your head to a certain direction afterward- Scaramouche, with his cocky smirk. His annoying face made you have a mental block, how were you supposed to beat him?!

You grabbed your things and got up, leaving for the door. You just wanted to go home after this God forsaken day, but then suddenly, you felt a strong hand on your wrist.

"God, Scara. Just let me go home."

You spat out, hissing at the pretty boy. You didn't even look at him, but you knew his signature smirk was plastered on his face. You wanted to punch him so bad, but it was hopeless. If you punched him- the teacher would send you to detention, not him.

"Oh, how cute. It's so funny how your pretty little head thinks I'm letting you go."

Scaramouche countered, before letting his guard down by a tiny bit- silently gasping at how you flicked his hand away from your wrist. He groaned sarcastically, before pushing you out of the doors way. He made his way out of the classroom, making a peace sign before vanishing out of your sight.

You look back to see the teacher looking at you not so passively.. after the incident. You wish them a goodbye, embarassingly walking out the door after. You closed it gently, making your way to your locker after.

You walked slowly, just thinking about how you could possibly study harder- and how that teacher witnessed all of that silent bickering with Scaramouche.. Everything was so embarassing today.

But oh well, you thought, opening your locker once you got there, grabbing your books and whatnott, putting it in your backpack. You then close the locker door, to reveal a sly Scaramouche standing behind you.

"What do you want?"

You almost growl at him, groaning at how tired you were already. You wanted him to go away, you wanted him to just crumble on the spot. But yet he couldn't- he just wouldn't.

"Can I not interact with the person who deserves to talk to me? After all, you are in my league."

Scaramouche replies- treating you like your worthy to even breath the same air as him. It annoyed you, really. Why did he have to bully you and not anyone else?

"Just, go away."

You argue, not even glancing at him before walking away. This time, no hands land on your wrist. Huh.. unusual of him to do that. You brush it off anyway, glad that he left you alone.

Time passed, your already home. Up in your room and done with all of your chores. You brought out your books to study for each and every one of your subjects, but today, you chose to study for the hardest subject of all. Well, hardest for you atleast.

So you study and study and study... soaking up all the knowledge. Normally you wouldn't study this hard since getting scores higher than everyone but Scaramouche was easy, but.. you needed to beat Scaramouche, so, I guess you'd be studying all night.

You studied till you fell asleep, the cycle repeating each day and night. You thought about Scaramouche the whole time, how you hated him so much. But wait.. why would you think about him so much-? Why did your heart beat so much?

Come to think of it.. every time his skin touched yours- your heart starts to beat so fast.. wait- no! You can't love your enemy!

Or that's what you thought.

Ah.. finals week was up. You studied hard for this. Scaramouche was staring at you, you noticed once you took a flew peeks at him. You then looked in front to see the teacher handing out papers- I guess it started already.

The same thing happened all over again for the rest of the week, your tests would get handed out, then you'd start answering. But you noticed.. Scaramouche would look at you once in awhile. Was he cheating? No.. you were too far apart for Scaramouche to see your paper, even with 20/20 vision.

Each after exam Scaramouche would do something to make you crazy, surely bringing you down. Well, not really sabotage you or anything. He just.. seemed much more touchy.

So this all repeated, till your grades were handed out.

"Hey, lovely. Guess what happened for once."

You tilt your head at Scaramouche, lovely huh..? Wait! Now's not the time to be getting all flustered-!

"What is it, Scara. You beat me again? Just as I've thought."

You said sarcastically, paining a bit slowly that you couldn't atleast be first place for one more time. Till.. wait, what's that loving look he's giving you?

"Actually, no."

He said, slamming his paper on your desk. You slowly examined each number, wait.. you finally beat him? No, no you can't believe it.

"Hah, nice tricks pretty boy. But, I know someone made a mistake on your card."

You said, smirking up at him. Everything was a facade, you just wanted to go home now. But wait- maybe you were being delusional? You didn't know.

So you walked out again, repeating the same thing as last week. To the locker you went, but this time.. you didn't make it to your locker.

The sound of footsteps behind you scared you a bit, as it was a secluded area in that part of the school. Well, almost everyone rushed out after getting their grades after all.

Slam! You heard, before feeling a familliar hand on your back. You turned around, seeing a lovestruck Scaramouche staring at you, pinning you to the wall.

"Wh.. Archons, what are you doing!?"

You said out of instinct, it was a reaction. Scaramouche looked so serious, it was kind of funny. But what made it not so funny, is that you were inbetween his arms right now! You couldn't get out- you just couldn't.. the moment had you frozen!

"Listen, you've been like a fly to me the whole year. You just keep popping out of nowhere in my mind and I can't seem to get you away."

You listen to what he had to say, it was kind of hard to not listen anyway. But then- you heard something the just made your mind blow away.

He took hold of your chin, making your already red face look at him. Before he said;

"I hate to say that I love you."

Oh God, both him and you couldn't just handle everything. So that's why everyone in class started shipping you both? The tension, seriously? What a stupid reason.

That actually came true.

"Well god, I hate you. I hate how you make my heart beat faster than anything."

He followed, before pulling you in a harsh kiss. Wow.. mr goody two shoes breaking the school rules for once. Your eyes fell open, but then closed once you got used to the feeling. Your hands suddenly flew to his

face, pulling him in closer. Till- he pulled away.

"Was that a yes? Because I had to sacrifice my perfect streak for just you."

He then teased, you suddenly seemed cutely annoyed at what he said.

"Shut up."

You reply, before kissing him again.

I guess you'd spend summer vacation with him instead.