#aren‘t they precious?

[guessiusedtohavehobbies]

🌌

[osamusriceballs]

He‘d be soooo sweet about it actually, like thinking about how he filled you up and asking you constantly if there is still something left and if you need more, cause he’s more than ready to give you another load 🥰🥰

boys who cant bare to think that you ARENT leaking with cum

[meowlod]

furina x fem!reader | truth or dare?

(nsfw) warnings: slight gore, blood, death (your friends), slight angst, comfort, slight fluff, vampire, biting, fingering, nipple play, oral, etc.

It‘s night. Nobody is outside, no birds are chirping, nothing. But you‘re walking in a forest, because you played truth or dare with your friends.

Earlier…

”Truth or dare?“

Your friend asked you with a smirk, and you take time to think..until you had your answer.

”..Dare.“

”Go into the scary forest and take a nap there for 24 hours alone!“

..And this is how you ended up here. In the forest, where nobody wants to go, because there is a mystery that a vampire lives here, stalking humans and drinking their precious blood with no hesitation. You couldn‘t sleep for a day after your friend explained that to you! A vampire..? Those are just mysteries, right?

Your heart beats fast from anxiety as you walk around the dark forest. You jump and your heart skips a beat as you hear a noise in a bush. Is it a vampire? What is it? You walk to the source of the noise, only to see that its a baby fox quickly running away. You sigh in relief.

You walk towards a spot where you can build your tent. As you start to prepare the tent, you hear footsteps somewhere coming towards you. You look around to see where it came from. But nobody is there. It‘s so dark..how did you even accept this dare?

Footsteps come closer to your tent, and you see two mismatched glowing blue eyes staring at you as the person comes closer to you. Your friend told you that the vampire has blue eyes, white-blue hair, a blue outfit with white shorts and might seem sweet and friendly, but she could kill you quickly. Her name is ”Furina“ they said.

You look at the blue eyes before you quickly run away, leaving your tent on the ground. You run and run, trying your best to run as fast as you can, but the person is unfortunately faster than you and catches up with you.

“Hey! Why are you running away? I don‘t bite, you know!“

The woman had said so sweetly, but you don‘t believe her lies and continue running. Who knows? The lady with blue eyes might be acting to get you closer to her just to bite into your sweet neck. That‘s what you thought. You think that‘s the dangerous vampire everybody talks about.

You suddenly trip over wood, falling down to the ground as you struggle to crawl away. The woman is behind you and crawls on top of your body, her face right next to your neck.

Struggling to escape, you ask the lady fearfully. ”W-who are you?!“

The lady smirks against your neck and grips your hair to pull your head so you can see her face from the side.

”Hmm..who am i? Oh dear human, i‘m Furina! I‘m just a innocent girl who ended up in the forest alone..you wouldn‘t mind being my companion, would you?“

Your eyes widen. Furina? Isn‘t that the name of the vampire?

“F-furina?!..a-aren‘t you the vampire everybody talks about? P-please, don‘t kill me..“

Shit. You‘ve been always scared of vampires. Now you have met a real one in real life? Now thats even worser, what if you die right now? Nobody would know.

”Hmmm? A vampire? What are you talking about? I don‘t drink blood..“

There we go, lies again. She stands up from your back and holds her hand out for you to take. You look at the hand with a fearful expression before deciding to take it.

“R..really? But..a lot of people said it's a woman with blue eyes, white blue hair with a blue outfit and a par of white shorts…and you have everything..“

She smiles at your scared voice, her smile forming into a mischievous smirk. You step back just incase you don't quickly get attacked, but she takes a step closer to you every step you take back.

”Fineee, fine..tch. You caught me. But come on, do I really look like a scary vampire to you? That sounds like a insult you know.“

She looks at you with a curious face with her hands on her hips. You look her up and down and most of the fear leaves your body as you look back at your face, but you still feel scared.

”I..i mean…maybe? You do look scary with fangs.“

”Ohh, tch…! That hurt, you know?! I look like a innocent girl! And you didn‘t even see my fangs..yet.“

Furina opens her mouth with a confident expression, revealing her sharp fangs. They look perfect for a vampire and for sucking a persons blood. Fear comes back to you, and you take another step back, preparing to run. But she quickly takes your arm and pulls you back to her, other hand around your waist as her fangs are suddenly near your neck.

”You will let me drink the sweet blood of a girl, will you?“ Her fangs are already touching your neck, which can pierce quickly through it in any second.

You let out a scared yelp, trying to pull away, but fail as her hands are strongly around your body, keeping you in place as she gets ready to drink your blood.

“N-no! Please! Don‘t kill me..please…“

You plead, hoping she will let you go safely.

“Hmm..nope. But can i please drink your blood, pretty please?“

Your eyes widen from the sudden question. Is she seriously begging you? A vampire who can kill you in any time? She stares at you with a sweet smile, but you stare back at her with a terrified face. Shit. This pretty girl is making you let her drink your blood.

”I..okay..but please only once..and don‘t be so rough..“

Her smile widens and she happily pierces her fangs onto your neck, getting you to whimper from the pain. You grip her shoulders tightly as she sucks blood out of your body, a couple of drops dripping down from your neck to your back. You grip her shoulders firmly from the pain on your neck.

After a minute, Furina licks your wound and pulls back from your neck, mouth covered in blood dripping down to her chin.

”Mmh..mm..mm~! That was the tastiest blood i‘ve ever tasted! You should be happy that i didn‘t kill you,“ she chuckles. ”you should come back tomorrow. I would be happy to see you again, missy~“

You cover your neck and shakingly sigh in relief before running out of the forest, to your house. You couldn‘t do this challenge anymore. Your friends are so cruel for this! ”Fuck, i‘d rather eat something rotten than coming back here..“ you mumble to yourself, still scared from the stuff that all happened today.

..Next day, you wake up in your bed, eyes still half closed. Walking to the bathroom to brush your teeth, you see the bite that Furina had given you yesterday. Maybe it‘s best that you put a bandage on it in case your friends see it.

After you‘ve put on a bandage on the wound, you decide it‘s best to visit your friends again and tell them that you couldn‘t finish the challenge because it was too horrifying.

As you arrive at your friends house, where you all are supposed to meet, nobody answers. Theres a note on the door saying something that took you in shock.

”Hey, (name)! If you think that we are waiting for you, then go back to your house! We only wanted you in the forest because we want you dead! You‘re seriously a dickhead we all just talked with! Haha, i bet you‘re reading this right now and probably failed the challenge! The vampire should just kill you…How stupid..we aren‘t friends! So just go jump off the roof like the bitch you are, alright?“

Eyes tearing up, you rip off the letter and sob quietly to yourself. What have you done wrong? Did they seriously want you dead? Well, fuck them all. You will go back to the forest and stay there for 24 hours straight.

A couple of days later, you prepared and packed all the safety items with other stuff then went out. You walk and walk, until you arrive at the forest you desperately hated and despised. Walking through the woods before you hear familiar footsteps in the night.

“Yoo-hoo~! Miss me? I certainly did miss you, pretty girl.“

Looking behind, only to see Furina with your friends bodies on the ground, their blood spurting out everywhere, her outfit aswell her face covered in blood. Eyes widen at the disgusting sight, your heart beating faster as your body starts to shake.

“w..w-what..?..w-what did you— what— no..“ you stutter out, scared to go even near the woman as you take steps back, your eyes widen in shock and panic.

You run away deeper into the forest, hoping to never see Furina again. Knowing that shes running after you, you run faster and faster, ignoring the weak feeling in your legs. The image of your dead ex-friends are stuck in your head, for at least a couple of days.

”Hey, come back! I was only saving you, you know?! They wanted to poison you!“

You stop at your tracks and face her with a angry gaze.

”Poison ME?! I will NOT believe a word that comes out of your fucking mouth! They w—would never do tha—“

She quickly shushes your mouth and takes out the bottle of poison from your friends, showing it infront of you. It even has the name of your ex-friend on the bottle, showing that it belongs to them. Your eyes began watering up again.

“But..but why? Why..i..“

You began sobbing, and Furina takes you into her arms, not even bothering to suck your neck as she wants to comfort you at the moment.

”The truth sucks, really, i know.“

She pats your back and lets you sob into her shoulder, trying her best not to suddenly suck your precious blood out of your neck. To lighten your mood up, she grins and tickles you. That certainly caught you off guard.

”H-hey…hey…nnh— stop— stop!“

You chuckle out as you try to push her away, only failing as she continues to tickle you. You sigh and smile slightly as you take out a bottle of blood that you wanted to gift Furina for her to not bite your neck.

”Here, this is for you..um..please don‘t bite me, I’m terrified of vampires.“

Furina grins and takes the bottle in her hand, opening the bottle before taking a big sip.

“Mmh..mm..this blood is certainly worser. I wanted yours, but oh well.“ she talks with her mouth full of blood. Disgusting!

”Oh, uh..sorry. It‘s from a dead animal.“

”Ew! I prefer human blood. Ugh, seriously?!“ she groans and tugs on your hair, making you hiss. You pull her hand from your hair away, getting her to roll her eyes in annoyance from your move.

“Where the hell am i supposed to find human blood?! Do you seriously want me to get arrested? I‘m a human, you know! It‘s not normal! And I am not giving you mine.“ You shout out with annoyance. It‘s true, where the hell are you supposed to get human blood if you don‘t want to give yours? ”You literally drank my friends blood, be grateful.“

”Tch, fine! Anyways, you wouldn‘t mind if I did a couple of inappropriate things to you, right? You‘re pretty, girl. Never seen such a pretty human like you before. In fact, i think you would be also a great drinking bag for me.“

Her question caught you off guard. What does she possibly mean by that? Inappropriate things? You are pretty horny sometimes, but not today. Yet that woman is too pretty to resist.

”Uh..no..I mean— I- Okay…“

That was the answer she wanted. She quickly threw you on the ground against a tree, climbing on top of you and takes off your shirt, making you let out a noise of surprise. “F-fuck— slow down!“ you yelp out. Furina quickly unbuttoned the buttons of your bra and threw it away somewhere in the bushes.

”Jolis seins, mon amour..“ she happily mumbled out before grabbing both of your breasts, taking one of your nipples into her mouth, twirling her tongue around it before biting down.

You let out a cry, gripping her hair to pull her back. ”Ngh— oww! That hurt—!“

Ignoring your plea, she unzips your jeans and pulls the garment down, putting it on the side. Furina slips her hand under your panties to feel your wetness, making you groan.

”Wet for a vampire, hmmm? God, you‘re better than any human i‘ve ever seen.“ she growls out, making you ache more for her touch.

You bury your head into her neck as she spreads your folds before shoving a finger inside your tight walls, pumping it in and out in a slow pace. She gains a couple of whimpers from your mouth.

”Fucking‘ slut..god, tu es si serré..you wouldn‘t mind if I slide another finger in, yeah? my pretty girl can take two, hmm?“

She slides another finger inside your cunt, making you groan out of pleasure. Your back arches as you hold onto her back desperately, keeping your legs spread open for her.

”M—more- please…“ you plead for furina, who gets amused. You feel like you‘re having the best dream of your life right now, even though it is real, which is even better.

“More? Is my whore so desperate for my touch? I didn‘t know a vampire hater is now so submissive infront of one.“

She pumps in and out faster and faster, hitting your sweet spots until you squirt all over her fingers, getting them messy with your cum. She takes them out of you and takes them inside her mouth, cleaning her fingers seductively in front of you with a smirk for you to see.

“p-please..‘need more..you feel so good..“

She then takes off her jacket and puts it on the ground for you to lay down on. After you laid down, Furina spreads your legs once again, and lays down on her stomach between your legs, hot breath right hitting your wet pussy.

”So messy..I should clean you up then get you messy again, right? You wouldn‘t mind.“

Furina then presses her face against your cunt and please coursed through your veins as she swirled her tongue against your folds, holding your thighs spread open with her hands. ”F-furina— nnh— ah!“ Your moans only get her more excited and on. Her tongue licked a slow line up against your folds, flicking your clit and swirling it against the swollen nub. Her bottom half of her face is already messy of your slick and juices.

“F—furina- i‘m gonna cum- please..“ You moan out, letting out a yelp as you feel her tongue assail your cunt faster. The fast movement of her tongue going in and out of your cunt while her thumb circles against your clit bringing you closer to cum gets you seeing stars.

”Be patient, mon amour.“

Your body is shaking and you throw your head back, letting out a moan, thighs tightly around her head as she groaned. Her hands move to your hips, to the side of your ass as she continues her assault on your cunt like a vampire who didn‘t have any blood in days.

After minutes, you came all over her, letting out something similar to a scream. As your juices gushed out, she is already lapping it all up, not wasting any drop. Your legs are shaking and you‘re a whole mess between your legs.

“Hah..you did you good, ma belle..“ she pants out, pulling up from your messy pussy to get her face close to your neck once again, piercing her fangs into you once again, drinking the precious blood out of you.

You grip her shoulders firmly, letting her drink your blood. ”C—careful..nnh—!“ She pulls back, licking her lips before helping you stand up, getting the shirt and your jeans she had thrown to the ground. Furina watched as you weakly put on all your clothes back on, putting on your bag around your bag too.

”Make sure you come back to me here so I won‘t have to miss you, yeah? Or maybe you‘ll let me into your house, hmm?“

Ah shit, that smirk again. You sigh shakily and nod “You— you can come to my house any time.“ waving at her, you nod again with a smile before walking away. You haven‘t even noticed that its already almost morning.

A sudden pull on your shirt caught you off guard. You look to your side only to see Furina following you with a sweet smile, her arm around yours. ”You said I can come, so I am coming. I‘ll help cleaning you up once we arrived.“

Your lips form into a smile, and you nod. I mean, the vampire isn‘t that bad than the people talked about, right?

“Of course. You can live in my house if you want. It‘s too boring in there.“

“Ohhh, you‘re too friendly! I‘ll accept. Don‘t worry, if anyone else lives in your house, I will not drink their blood.“

[anantaru]

✧ ۫ 𑄼ల۫  ۪ sfw tighnari boyfriend headcanons

we all know he‘s amazing, clever and simply perfect 🍃

genre: fluff, gn! reader, kissing, hugs, he deserves all the love so give it to him asap

+ ˚ picnics

our ever so lovely tighnari adored the nature, very much so.

it obviously played a huge role in his daily life and work schedule as a forest watcher, respectably it became a major part of him and he simply couldn‘t think of a life without the forests surrounding his body and soul.

in addition, he wants you to see the beauty of the rainforests as well, although most places aren‘t suitable for a little picnic between lovers, tighnari made sure to find a place beforehand as to not waste more time into searching for a proper spot.

bear in mind he‘s got it covered, always, the picnic preparations concluded cold baverages and tasteful dishes which he was aware where your favorites.

notice how he‘s a great listener? you could tell him a single detail about yourself and he will remember! if it‘s to be included into your dates, that's even better, he sees it as a win-win situation.

also an important trait to include is that even if you ask to aid your boyfriend in the assembling of your little, yet ever so precious date, he will decline most of the time.

"it‘s alright, no need to get worried now, i‘m already finished."

all things considered you won‘t have a reason to dwell on it any longer, it was quite adorable in your eyes that tighnari really wanted to show you that he‘s not backing away in spoiling you, or doing something on his own to make you happy.

furthermore, if there‘s a flower on the ground or a fallen leaf, tighnari most likely will pick it up and gift it to you, as a tiny present between lovers.

to have him show you an extra, in bliss covered, smile is when you keep the flower/leaf in a book and press it together so it‘ll stay alive much longer.

"it‘s a slight reminder of our day spent today." along these lines was certainly all he had to say to you, delighted to see you cherish something so fragile yet meaningful.

+ ˚ stargazing

imagine kissing tighnari‘s blushing, cold cheeks, fading into a radiant red which was a natural response to the cold air layering on top of his skin.

he‘s pushing you into his embrace too, tighnari wants you to feel comfortable, if him sharing his body heat with you would help yourself from not getting cold, he‘ll gladly do it.

if we‘re at it, the glowing starts greeting you high up in the sky were surreal, crystallizing his bewitching eyes you couldn‘t satiate yourself on. he was so handsome and the with a moon decorated sky glimmering on top of his striking features certainly heightened your breathing.

tighnari‘s chest was vibrating with his fastened heart beats. Your heated cheeks were flushed on top of them, listening to the soft tuds of his muscle as he soothed your back with soft circles with his fingerpads.

it became increasingly clear how intimate this fleeting moment was, not in a sexual way, but more in a sheer romantic, emotional way no one was gifted enough to decode, except for the both of you.

his eyes told you he loved you forever, no matter what would come tighnari already decided to not move away from you, ever.

+ ˚ quite the tease

at first you thought that he might be unintentionally flirty with you but after carefully letting those instances prowl through your thoughts you managed to figure out that tighnari, in fact, adored to tease and turn you flustered.

to summarize, in the tiny fracture he notices your cheeks prickling with warmth and that was his fault, signaling how embarrassed you had gotten from a couple of taunting words, a swell with huge pride will hug his heart, he's barely able to cover up a smirk.

"do you have a fever? wait let me check, I told you not to be careless with the weather."

this cheeky guy will deadass place his hand on your forehead knowing full on well the real reason why your skin was bristling with liquid fire all over was he himself.

above that and important to make clear, his forwardness was not to make you uncomfortable and tighnari would never overstep any boundries or turn it into something irritating.

it’s more about throwing random compliments at you, they're so out of pocket sometimes it makes you question his sanity. some being awfully out of place that you can't help yourself but go ??? what

tighnari naturally won‘t do it while being at work though, you‘re aware that he‘s especially professional and strict fulfilling his duties as a notable forest watcher.

at that time he wouldn‘t want you to join him either, as he himself said the forest had huge dangers surrounding it, the hazard of deadly enemies residing within the avidya forest weren‘t to be taken lightly after all.

+ ˚ conclusion and his friends

certainly is, it will never get bored with him, tighnari will make sure of it and shower you with enough of his free time to have you happy and fulfilled in your relationship.

plus point was that after a while he‘d let you meet his friends, it‘s important to tighnari that you‘re familiar with the people he considered family as well, next to you of course.

you see tighnari never actively searched for a s/o, it didn‘t cross his mind that often either since he thought that "if it happens, it happens", deciding he wouldn‘t force it or challenge fate.

it‘s almost as if he knew that, one day, you were going to meet and he made sure to cherish you like no other the moment you became his s/o.

©2022 anantaru do not share, copy, translate

[pinetreevillain]

I'm glad that you've given Donnie a friend group to hang out with.

Look at how pleased with himself he looks. He's just a precious little guy.

A group of like-minded individuals that aren‘t cyber criminals!

[wineredsea]

astarion calling the dark urge his precious little bhaal-babe is so cute he does it even if they aren‘t romantically involved.

[beardedhandstoadshark]

Used the spell that makes screaming faces appear in the room full of screaming faces, which leaves me with only one un-shadowed spell! Given the nature of those compared to what we are, it feels a bit relevant to gain all of them.

Also went to the blue door while having all the charms I own equipped that give you bonus blue health (including fragile Heart which hopefully wont gome back to bite me) and ohhh. OHHHH those nubbins on the vine are standins for your blue health aren‘t they. One lights up for each blue hp- good thing I‘ve got 16! :D

lmao I can see why they want you to go in with ar least 14 oof. For such a calm seeming Dream (which it probably is given the dream sigils floating everywhere) it sure has a lot of Edge to it

Acquired the item and got booted out. Can’t go back anymore, but there was another path there I didn‘t look into :/

I love the worms. They‘re so cute! Precious worm grandpa gives me lots of pocket money :3 now I have 6960 geo and no idea what to do with em, maybe dump em in the fountain since the bank lady was a fraud. And the final ore I need for an upgrade lets go! Thank you gramps

Pure nail lets gooo!!! …I gave the old man an existential crisis. D: at least I got an achievement out of it…? ._.

Realized way too late that doors and similar paths are marked on the map lmao. Went and used the elegant key- ohhh they did more unethical experiments okay. Oof. Got the shadow soul laser tho so thats nice….? (..isn‘t that the same spell i got from the other snail, the shaman person? And this whole place was very obviously for unethical experiments with Soul, which they seem to have a connection to…)

Found the bathhouse. Butterfly lady has a nice voice. Also THE SCAM BANK LADY IS HERE >:O AND YOU CAN PUNCH HER >:D

I am going mad is there actually any way to get into the Tower of Love or is that just a tease/joke location given the…sounds.. coming out that door + name of this place

[wondervalerius]

Hello! Could you write hc for alois and ciel sharing a reader (in a romantic realationship?)

Ocf you don't have too ik it's a pretty weird question.

Ty!

Alois x Reader x Ciel throuple headcanons!

No weird questions here! I am non-judgmental, any asks are good ones so no worries anon. <3

•Alois and Ciel butt heads a lot, their hobbies, fashion, ways of managing their estates, and overall personalities clash in all aspects. With you though? Oh no, you are their precious little angel, and they could never fight with you. Their personalities seem to merge with yours, allowing you to get the best of both worlds! (The flamboyant and serious worlds that is…)

• Alois would be the more sentimental lover in the relationship, giving homemade gifts, little paper mache butterflies and rings. He would often try to plan his duties around you, instead of Ciel, who tries his best to match up time for you between work and investigations.

•Alois is a very physically affectionate lover, seeking out your warmth, even on the hottest of days. Hand holding, hugs and escapades to the bedroom are an incredibly common occurrence, his seemingly endless energy has a way to use itself in loving you. Some of his favorite ways of showing his affection, however, can be more simple, cuddling you as you read or write, laying on top of you in the bed and petting your hair.

•Ciel and Alois are usually very competitive with each other in earning your affection and praise overall, but they don‘t match up equally in particular areas of your relationship. For instance, Ciel may try to cheer you up and give you positive energy like Alois does, but he can never truly get it right. Alois may try and be patient like Ciel when it comes to solving arguments or listening to you, but his temperament is nowhere near as calm and collected as Ciel‘s. The two both bring everything they have to this relationship, but everything about them tends to differ. (Except their love for you…).

• Alois rarely goes on investigations as much as Ciel does, (as the queen has a certain lack of faith in her spider…), but he has a larger number of estates than Ciel that require his attention. He has acquired estates in London, a villa in Paris, a port off of China, and even a few vineyards around the rest of Europe. His soul is a flame, and it dances from interest to interest, place to place, and as much as he wants to include you on his trips and ventures, he knows you have work as the lady of the manor to attend to his home, as well as Ciel‘s. He gets terribly homesick for you when you aren‘t with him, and on his journeys he will gather all manner of gifts to bring home to his love.

•Ciel is also a little bit of a traveler, but his homesickness for you exists on a deeper, more intimate level. In the dark of night, the bedsheets are swirled about him in a cocoon of fabric, some sort of false security when you are not by his side. Ciel can only do so much to stave off the feeling of loneliness, and on every case it ebbs away at him slowly. Sebastian can only do so much but listen to the gentle cascade of tears that fall on Ciel‘s pillowcase at night. Ciel in turn will actually take up advice Alois had given him. („Use creativity to cope with the pain!“ Alois said with a cheery smile. Ciel would think of his words and quickly follow suit with little sketches of the places he went, the animals he saw, and people he met. Writing down little notes about them, analyzing their personalities and their roles in the investigations, it would be his way of connecting to you, whether a carriage or ocean away…).

•Alois and Ciel will take pampering you to another level by asking Claude and Sebastian to step in, respectively. Claude finds the interest his highness has in you more interesting than usual, enriching his contractee, and he will put in every last bit of perfection and politeness when taking care of you on Alois‘ orders. Sebastian, (already a prefect butler), will sometimes test the boundaries of his master‘s orders in caring for you, trying to beat both Alois and Claude at once. The pair of lords and the dueling demons seem not to realize that you love both Alois and Ciel equally, in their own unique ways, and that there simply is no competition. (Explain all you can, there is no reasoning with these stubborn pairs…)

•There is a time when things can turn around for the comfort of all… Bedtime has always been a special ritual to the throuple of Alois, Ciel, and yourself, allowing the tension and stress to fall away. You lay in the middle of them, facing Ciel and curled up in his chest with his arms around you, while Alois is pressed up against your back, arms around you and Ciel. All three of you enjoy snuggling, and Ciel and Alois would both be lying if they denied that sometimes when you were gone, they themselves snuggled each other at night, dreaming of you in between them safe and sound…

That‘s all I have anon! Apologies this took too long, I may relate to Alois, but it‘s always hard to imagine Alois as much more than a relatable character… In any case I hope you enjoy!

[just-an-inchident]

It's so cute that Ferrari makes these little animated features after every race this season and EVERY. single. one. has featured Max. Obviously they have to include Charles, Carlos, the podium... but I'm surprised they included Max DNFing when it didn't directly relate to Charles. Adorable, it's like 'oh wait, we can't forget about our precious meow meow's lover boy.' 😅 Not just me, right?

Max = extended Ferrari family 😜

I couldn‘t have said it better, Elle. Max is already part of the family and it shows! 🥰

Ferrari ships it! And F1, too! Isn’t it cute how the Ferrari and F1 admins immediately jumped on board the lestappen hype train and turned out to be huge lestappen stans? They‘re admiring them and their homoerotic rivalry a bit too much, haha. Just one of us really, aren‘t they? 😅❤️

[meteorrogers]

chocolate covered strawberries | r. d.

summary: a precious person like you was what had been missing in Ransom’s life. 

pairing: ransom drysdale x reader

warnings: fluff only, language, implied smut maybe?, oh and beware of fucking soft!Ransom

word count: 3,479 (less or more)

a/n: well, i certainly didn’t expect it to be this long. anyway, this is a soft and ooc!Ransom fic, no spoilers because i follow practically nothing from the movie (at least i think). excuse my errors, please, and enjoy!!😊let me know what you think!!

Ransom is furious, driving home from another family gathering that couldn’t end any differently than with yelling, insults, and throwing things at each other. He has no idea why he‘s still going to these things, he always swears to himself that the next time will be the last time. Maybe somewhere deep inside of him, there’s still a sparkle of hope that one day he will have a normal conversation with his mom and dad.

He needs something to calm him down and while a drink and some bimbo he’d meet in a bar sound amazing, it is still early for that. On his way home, there is this bakery he‘s always liked to stop by because they have the best fresh-from-the-oven chocolate-filled croissants to ever exist. They are maybe even better than alcohol. Just maybe.

He leaves the coat in his car and heads towards the entrance. The bell above the door rings as he enters, taking his sunglasses off. The shop is quiet except for the soft chatter of the patrons that are occupying some of the seats. He doesn‘t even need to look at the display case with all the baked goods, he already knows what he’s having, so he heads directly to the counter to order.

After the cashier takes his order and disappears in the kitchen, Ransom slowly moves to the waiting counter where a young woman is chatting with the older man (Timmy, he thinks is his name) that owns the place together with his wife. The woman has a big genuine smile on her face and occasionally a beautiful laugh leaves her mouth when Timmy says something supposedly funny. Ransom has never seen her before. Maybe it’s not so early to charm his way into a woman’s bed after all. He gets closer and as Timmy hands her her order on a pink paper tray – two Halloween themed cupcakes, with white frosting, yellow and orange sprinkles and a little marzipan ghost sticking out – Ransom only hears their goodbyes.

You are still smiling, cheerful from the conversation you had with Timmy as you turn around, ready to leave, and enjoy the sweet treat on the way home. But you don‘t even have the time to react when you suddenly collide with a solid figure. You stumble a little, but strong hands on your shoulders steady you, which you don‘t even realize since your mind‘s only focus is on the mess you have caused. And just like that, your smile disappears.

“Oh my god,“ you gasp and your eyes widen as they scan the not-so-white-anymore cable-knit sweater covered in frosting and sprinkles. “Oh my god,” you repeat, a little louder this time. Panicking, you quickly dispose of the tray with crumbled cupcakes, taking an unnecessarily high number of napkins from the holder on the counter and trying your best to clean the beautiful cozy-looking piece of clothing.

You have yet to see the person’s face, either too embarrassed to look them in the eye or too concentrated on getting the crumbs out of the wool. Probably both.

“I am sorry.” You say, throwing the dirty napkins on the counter. “I’m so sorry, I should’ve been looking where I was going. I was still so absorbed in the conversation that I didn’t notice you,” Oh, god, here comes the downpour of babbles… „And I didn’t even hear you come behind me or maybe I wasn’t paying attention, that’s prob–“

Your gibbering is interrupted by the stranger’s hand circling your wrist, also stopping your frantic movements.

“Would you calm down? It’s just a sweater. I can buy a new one.”

You finally look up, your eyes meeting ocean-blue ones with hints of green around the pupils. His voice sounded empty, emotionless and you aren‘t sure if he is upset or just doesn‘t care.

“Oh,” slipping your hand out of his hold, you break the eye contact, the situation too embarrassing for you. You look at the mess on the countertop, the paper tray still laying there, dirty napkins scattered across the surface and some of them even found their way to the ground.

Shaking your head, you grab all the garbage, bend down to pick up the ones on the floor and throw it into the trash can situated in the corner.

You turn back to the man, tucking your hair behind your ear.

“Um… Can I at least pay the cleaning bill?”

“It’s fine, really.”

He still hasn’t cracked a smile.

“Well, let me buy you something sweet then. What’s your guilty pleasure?” you smile again and look over his shoulder, studying the selection of desserts.

“I said it’s alright,“ he bites. “Besides, I already ordered.”

You don‘t expect him to snap at you like that so it kind of shocks you. Better let sleeping dogs lie…

“Okay,” you nod. “I’m sorry again,” you stuff your hands in your coat pockets and head out.

Ransom stands there, looking at your leaving form and he sighs. Shit.

When you bumped into him, he was really pissed that you ruined his clothes at first, but then you started apologizing, cleaning him and rambling . That infuriated him even more. Why the hell did you even care? It wasn’t even your sweater!

You were annoyingly sweet, which Ransom isn‘t used to at all. Sure, women are nice to him, giving him that fake sugary smile just to get into his pants. He never complains, of course, it makes getting laid much easier when they’re trying to get his attention, not the other way around. But it was just an act. The smile you gave Timmy was genuine and so was the concern about his sweater. How was he supposed to react?

His thoughts are interrupted by the young employee who took his order, signalizing his croissant is ready. He takes it and turns to leave, his face still painted with… confusion?

“Fuck.” He curses silently. You can‘t be far. If he hurries, he can still catch up to you and… apologize? He doesn’t know what he’s going to do, except for one thing.

He faces the cashier again. “Hey, could you give me two of those Halloween cupcakes? With the ghosts. And wrap it up. Quickly,“ his voice is intimidating, arrogant and the boy doesn‘t have the balls to argue so he just does as he is told. Ransom snatches the covered tray from the boy’s hands and sprints out.

He looks around and luckily sees you not so far away from the shop so he decides to add a jog to his steps as he follows your direction.

“Hey!” he yells to catch your attention, which he successfully does. You turn around, brows furrowed, stopping when you notice the man from the bakery.

He runs up to you and when he reaches the place where you’re standing, you open your mouth again.

“Oh, did you change your mind?” Your hand makes a move to reach into your bag. “Just say how much and I’ll –”

“No.” He interrupts and confusion becomes evident on your face again. “As I said, it’s fine.” You expect him to continue, to tell you why he stopped you in the middle of a street. But he just stands there, looking at you as if he expects you to say something.

See, when Ransom spontaneously came up with this great plan, he didn’t think it all the way through. He seriously didn’t know what he was going to do, so now, he is just awkwardly shifting on his feet as he contemplates what to say.

“Here.” He shoves the mini tray into your hands. You look at it and then back at him, still confused. „It’s the cupcakes you bought before my sweater decided to have a taste.“

Really? That’s the smoothest thing you could think of? Jesus, what is wrong with you?

But you laugh. And god, is that a beautiful sound. Wait, what?

“Thank you, that’s really sweet of you.” you smile and before Ransom can argue, you stick your free hand out. “I’m (Y/n).”

He closes his fingers over yours. “Hugh… I mean, Ransom.”

The smile doesn‘t leave your face. “Well, which is it?”

“Ransom, you can call me Ransom.”

“Nice to meet you, Ransom.”

You have known since the beginning that Ransom has some skeletons in the closet. Hence the rudeness when you first met and struggle of wording out an apology for his manners. He managed to apologize in his own way and that was okay with you. You know people who don’t even try, but Ransom? He did his best and for that, you gave him your number when he asked.

It didn’t take him long to call you and ask you out. You agreed.

When he asked you on a date, his plan was to take you out for a dinner in a luxurious restaurant, order some expensive wine to get you a little bit tipsy, and spend the night at your place. The next morning he would silently sneak out of your house, block your number and never see you again.

But you are here, sitting across from him, with that big smile on your face, wearing a lovely cream knee-length dress that shows just the right amount of skin which makes him horny and at the same time, he just wants to focus on not how hot, but how beautiful you look.

“So, tell me more about yourself,” you say after the waiter takes away the empty plates.

There is no way he will talk about how filthy rich he is, how his grandfather owns one of the most successful publishing companies and lives in a huge mansion in the rich part of town. No, he’ll save this information for the gold diggers.

“Well, you might know my granddad, Harlan Thrombey?” Okay, nevermind. “He owns Blood Like Wine?” In his defense, this is all he’s ever talked about with girls. He just needs practice. 

You nod. “Oh my God, yeah, of course, I know him! I mean, not know know him, but I’ve read some of his books! Just don’t ask me about them, I’m not exactly a number one fan.” you scrunch your nose and his mind tells him how adorable that is. Shut up, brain.

“Okay, I won’t.” he laughs genuinely. He always fakes laugh when he is on a date if you can even call the ones he’s been on that. “Besides, you can’t be a number one fan even if you wanted to, because that place is mine.”

“I wouldn’t assume anything else. Are you close with your granddad?”

He averts his eyes for a second and clears his throat.

Instead of answering, he throws the question back at you, his voice defensive, maybe a little too harsh. “Are you close with your granddad?”

The corners of your mouth slightly falter and you look down for a second before facing him again, “I was. He died when I was 15.”

“Oh.” Ransom’s face softens.

“But I loved him. Every Halloween, I’d force him to tell me scary stories all day and all night.” you smile at the memories. “You know, I’m sure he and your granddad would get along. He did come up with some pretty amazing tales.��

And suddenly, he is intrigued. “What was your favorite?”

You tell him about the cursed toy factory, how every Halloween all toys come to life and they stuff all the employees with plush so they become these living toys, too, and from all the anger, they do the same to the future workers the following year.

He laughs at that, agreeing that your grandfathers would indeed be good friends.

“I’m not that close with my granddad,” he says after a few moments of silence. What surprises him is your hand carefully coming to take his which was laying on the table. His eyes focus on your thumb that is stroking his knuckles as he continues. “I’m not close with anyone from my family, actually.” Why is he telling you that? Fucking stop.

He clears his throat and withdraws his hand, scratching the back of his neck.

“You ready to go?” he asks and you just nod.

He isn‘t in the mood for sex anymore, so he drops you at your place and speeds home. God, what are you doing to him? There is something about you that makes him want to open up to you, spill all of his secrets, desires and dreams.

It felt kind of good to tell you about his family, but to be honest, he is scared. He doesn‘t want another person that’s just going to treat him like a worthless piece of shit in his life. I mean, he is, but it would just make him even more shitty.

He’s decided. He is not going to see you ever again.

Then his phone beeps.

(y/n): I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable but I had a great time! I’d definitely be up for doing it again! You can tell me more about your family:)

He scoffs. Why the hell would you want to hear about his family when he told you he’s not close to them?

Then the phone beeps again.

(y/n): Or not! I mean, we can talk about whatever you want! But if you need someone to talk to, I’m here. That’s what I meant.

A smile involuntarily makes its way on Ransom‘s face. Maybe he will see you again.

Since you started spending a lot of time at Ransom’s house, he convinced you to bring some of your stuff. Some clothes, your favorite mug with a whale, saying mornings blow, books and a strawberry-scented shampoo which Ransom became to love.

Almost every morning you share a shower. Sometimes it escalates into a morning shower sex, but most of the time you try and fail to tame him, even though you remind him and yourself of all the times you’ve been late for school, which he doesn’t really care about, to be honest.

You head to the bathroom first, because it takes time for him to get out of bed. After a while, he joins you under the stream of water, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind as he kisses you where your neck meets your shoulder and licks the drops of water from your skin.

You sigh in contentment, putting your arms over his and enjoying the relaxing moment.

Seconds pass and you turn around, taking the bottle of your shampoo while doing so, squirting some into your palm, and the scent of strawberry fills your nostrils. As usual, you bring your hands into his hair, massaging the liquid into his skull and he closes his eyes in bliss, humming.

“You enjoying yourself?” you smirk.

He opens his eyes again and smiles, those butterflies in your stomach coming to life.

“You know I do.” He leans in to kiss you, your arms circling his neck. His hands slide to your butt, kneading the flesh before they grip the back of your thighs but when you are about to jump, he shrieks.

“Shit!” he backs up and his back hits the opposite wall.

You panic, not knowing what’s happened. “What?! Baby, what happened?” You come to him and his fingers are already rubbing at his eyes.

“My eyes! My eyes!” He screams. “I can’t see shit!”

You suppress a laugh, reaching up to remove the hair from his face and wipe away the suds. Then you reach for the detachable showerhead, turn down the temperature, and put it in his hand.

“Here, baby, you have to rinse them.”

He does just that, moans still leaving his mouth at the stinging.

After he finally manages to get all the chemicals out of his eyes, you can‘t hold it anymore. You burst out laughing, unable to stop and he just stares at you with a scowl, putting the showerhead back into its place.

When he turns to leave, you grab his wrists.

“Oh, baby, come on.” you wipe the mixture of water and tears from your eyes. “Don’t leave me here all alone.”

He frowns, his bottom lip sticking out just a little bit. “Might as well. I’m not gonna let you make fun of me.”

The grin is still on your face but you stand on your tiptoes and kiss his pout away. Ransom immediately reciprocates the kiss, pushing you against the wall.

“It hurt,” he says in between the touches of your lips.

“I know, baby,” you say. You pull away and smirk. “Is there a way I can make you feel better?” your suggestive tone hits his ears before you’re sliding down the wall to your knees.

Thank God he didn’t leave the shower.

It’s Friday night and you are watching TV this time in your apartment. Ransom still hasn’t come home from the mansion where he’s spent most of the day, as well as his family. He’s been working with Harlan for quite a while now which boosts up his confidence (not arrogance, there’s a difference) a little and it makes him feel better about himself, proud even, that he‘s finally useful. However, Walt has been giving him shit for it ever since Harlan gave Ransom a chance to be the Acquisitions Editor (of course, he has been pestering him long before that, but now it’s even worse).

Ransom can defend himself, you’re not worried about that, but his family brings out the worst in him, they push him into this dark place that is hard to find a way out of and sometimes you’re afraid that it will destroy him. That’s why you’ve promised yourself that you’re always going to be here for him, no matter what.

And as you expected, you hear your door being unlocked and then slammed shut with a force. He doesn’t even jokingly call out his honey, I’m home! which he never forgets to do. Uh-oh. Doesn’t look good. But again, you didn’t expect anything else.

He comes to the living room, strands of his hair sticking in every direction and falling over his forehead.

“Jesus, why’s it so hot in here?” he takes off his maroon sweater, revealing his plain white t-shirt underneath.

“It’s winter and cold. You expect me to have snow in here, too?”

He just shakes his head, coming to the back of the couch as you crane your head to give him an upside-down kiss. Then he heads to the kitchen, searching the cabinets for something to eat, meanwhile, you turn off the television.

“There should be three croissants in the breadbox!” you say loudly enough for him to hear.

“You want one, too?”

You answer with a no and wait for him.

When he comes back to the living room, he sits next to you and leans his back on the armrest. You’re already looking at him, watching his every move, and trying to see a sign of any emotion he might be feeling. He gives you a knowing look and you shift so you are fully facing him, putting your hand gently on his bent knee and lightly stroking it in a comforting way.

“Three, huh?” he asks with his mouth full.

“Just in case it went really bad.” you give a nervous smile, waiting for him to either confirm or rebut.

Seeing the crumbs fall from his mouth, you reach for the plate that is on the coffee table and give it to him.

“Well... nothing I’m not used to.” he takes another bite of the chocolate pastry. Once he swallows, he takes your hand and kisses your palm. “I love you.”

You smile and lean towards him, supporting yourself by putting both hands on his thighs as you kiss him on the lips that now taste like cocoa.

“I love you, too,” you murmur against his mouth.

After Ransom finishes the pastry, instead of going for more food, he lies down, putting his head in your lap. It‘s kind of a ritual now, every time he comes home (his or yours, wherever you are) after visiting his family, he satisfies his sweet tooth (sometimes it’s 1 croissant, sometimes it’s 5), then he sprawls his body on the couch and rests his head on your thighs, nuzzling his face into your stomach while you thread your fingers through his hair and read a book or watch the TV.

“You want to talk about it?” you ask softly.

You stroke his ear with your thumb. He stays quiet and then sighs.

“Later.”

You bend down as much as your position allows you to, placing a few kisses on his temple and across his cheek before you let him drift off to sleep.

You are Ransom’s safe place, just like he’s yours and always will be.

the end

a/n2: so, ehm... *crickets chirping* okay! i have a thing for fucked up guys who i believe can change if you show them a little bit of love, sue me! no but seriously, Ransom is an asshole and he would probably shove the rest of the cupcakes into my face but a girl can dream, right?

anyways, i do have some ideas for part 2 even if it looks like this doesn’t necessarily need a second part..? it could probably be read as a stand-alone but i’ll see if i even decide to post it lol.

thank you so much for reading, any kind of feedback will be appreciated!🥺❤️i love you, guys!!

oh and my other work can be found under #writer luci !!

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Scared & Sacred - Ch. 7

Pairing: Din Djarin x pregnant!Reader Description: The Mandalorian had helped you while you were hunted for your family name and you had grown a little closer over the months, but you didn’t expect THIS. How was this possible after just three times of getting so close  to him. You had to find a nurse as fast as possible. Warnings: pregnancy / labor, fluff, helmetless Din, canon divergent, not proofread, probably inaccurate pregnancy and labor stuff, the force, emotional Din, just Din having feelings.

M A S T E R L I S T

Chapter 7 - Brown Eyes

„Princess? You will be ready soon.“ Your favorite elder in the Sorgan village smiled at you. You sighed deeply, „Finally.“ You back had been killing you for the last 6 weeks of pregnancy and you were starting to get really cranky towards your adoptive son and husband. „I‘ll start preparing a couple things that will ease the pain.“ She nodded before she slowly left the hut. Din was sitting next to you by the head end of the bed, his legs bouncing nervously. „Stop that.“ You mumbled and he stilled in an instant. Too terrified of an angry pregnant wife. You had developed the strength of a mother recently and he felt like you could crush him with your bare hands if you wanted to. „Sorry, don‘t wanna stress you out.“ He murmured and leaned above you to place a kiss on your forehead. „Dank ferrik!“ You inhaled fast and he stilled again, „Breathe, darling.“ „What do I look like I‘m doing.“ You grumbled beneath him and saw him smile wider. „Why the smile, huh?“ „You‘re hot when you‘re mad. I‘m just trying my best to...help?“ He didn‘t quite help. How could he? You were about to just bring life into the world. „I know and I love you but I just want it to be over with,“ you whined and felt his hand run over your cheek. „It‘ll be worth it, cyar‘ika.“ He placed a gentle kiss onto your lips.

You heard a fuzzing child coming closer before Omera entered with Grogu on her arm. „He made it very clear that he won‘t stop until he‘s here.“ She frowned apologetically. „It‘s alright. He can stay until I‘m actually delivering.“ You smiled at her exhausted. Din took the green little bean onto his lap and heard him babble. „Yes, your baby sister is almost here.“ His little ears rose and he squealed and looked over to you. His little hands landed on your cheek and forehead where he continued making his typical Grogu noises. „I think he wants to comfort you.“ Din chuckled and scratched his little head. „You‘re doing a great job, little one.“ You chuckled and watched him smile wide. After a while he laid down next to your face and nuzzled his head against the side of your face. „Thank the maker for you two.“ An exhale escaped from your chest.

Not too many hours later your contractions became more and more frequent and sweat started forming on your face. The uncomfortable noises made Grogu perk up and put his hands on you again, but this time he closed his eyes. You felt relaxation wash over you, a feeling of being one with nature. It was powerful and replenished your energy in weird ways. „Mama.“ You heard his tiny and cute voice when you came out of this little trance. „You‘re such a good boy.“ You whispered and went over his right ear. You noticed wetness around your legs and your eyes widened, the little boy smiling with such a genuine calmness that you knew that he knew. Must be something with the force. „Din, can you get the nurse. I think I‘ll need her help soon.“ You mumbled while looking at your calming son. The man hurried out of the hut, „Thank you, Grogu.“ „Ba.“ You scrunched your nose smiling at him holding his arms up before another wave of pain hit you. It didn‘t really hurt as much as it was all consuming in a weird sense. It felt less daunting and more purposeful. Definitely something your little boy did with the force. You felt more connected to your body. „You sure that you want to stay for this?“ You asked him once you calmed down. He sat down next to your head with a calm and soft smile. You believed that he was 50 now. A 3-year-old 50-year-old. Din and the elder nurse came in, your husband picking up Grogu, „Let‘s get you to Om-“ He was interrupted by what sounded like a protective growl, „He wants to be here and I need his mental support. My delivery room, my decisions.“ A slightly terrified Din set his son back down and watched your harmonious smile form on your lips again. Yes, probably better to keep Grogu there.

„I‘ll give you about an hour, princess.“ The woman spoke after checking up on you. Now Din‘s heart rate definitely picked up. He wasn‘t ready, he was everything but not ready. Sure, he had parented Grogu, but Grogu could walk, communicate, even defend himself. But you were about to give him the most precious and delicate thing in the world. How was he supposed to protect his princess? How was he supposed to not get scared for her at night and every waking hour? How was he supposed to hold her? He felt a hand grab his and snapped out of it, seeing your smile and a calm Grogu next to you. „We‘re gonna be okay. Just a couple minutes of crushing your hands and maybe even screaming at you, but then we‘re gonna be okay.“ He huffed at that and brought your hand to his lips for a kiss. The elder nurse had prepared several medical mixtures for you. One to drink, one to put on your lower back and one to put on your belly. You didn‘t quite know what these did, but you trusted her decades of experience.

You felt another contraction not too long after she finished with the eternally long but calming procedure to apply all of the mixtures, but it felt different this time. The elder looked at your body and behavior and smiled gently, „You‘re ready.“ Your brain short circuited for a second at those words. Now? NOW? She checked up on you again, Grogu becoming more cheerful next to you. „You can start with the next one. Your body will naturally tell you. Close your eyes if it helps you.“ She smiled up at you happily. You nervously grabbed for your husband's hand and felt your son‘s hand on your cheek. It took a couple minutes for you to feel what she meant, but your body automatically told you what you needed to do and it was a different level of overwhelm, but it was also filled with those weird hormones making your pain more bearable. You pushed, sweat building on your whole body, squishing Din‘s hand. „Good.“ You faintly heard through the pain and felt your body wanting you to do it one more time. C‘mon, just how you learned it from Omera and her. Breathe out and push. Your body gave you a pause for a moment and you tried to stay calm, feeling your son climb to the side where Din wasn‘t holding your hand and pushed one of his plushies the kids had made him into your hand. You gave him a motherly smile before this all encompassing feeling hit you again. „You better make this worth it, Din.“ You grumbled and heard a nervous huff as you pushed again with a whimpering deep sound escaping you. He didn‘t really register your hand crushing his, too mesmerized by the absolute calmness in the room while you did one of the most powerful and feminine things in the world. This is why you were more warrior than him. You looked ethereal to him, even with the deep frown and the pain written all over your face. He only noticed the pure power you were emitting. He would pray to his new goddess soon.

A loud cry cut through the room, snapping both him and you out of your trances. „Good job, darling.“ She checked her up for a second before getting up with her. You both were in awe, you made that tiny fleshy, cutely proportioned, crying being. She laid the baby onto your chest, the crying calming down and turning into whimpering. Your hand wandered to your little girl‘s back, „Welcome, baby girl.“ Deep brown eyes looked back at you, like her dad‘s. „Well, aren‘t you pretty.“ You cooed and booped her nose. „My princess and my queen.“ He whispered and kissed your forehead and then his daughter's head for the first time. His daughter! „Dodie!“ You heard a very distinct Grogu sound and saw him waddle over to gently touch her tiny little arm. „That sounds like a name.“ Grogu looked up at you and raised his ears. „Dodie. Dodie Djarin. Princess of Mandalore, Lady of Karaku...well, what‘s left of it.“ You smiled at her and then at Din. „Sounds good to me.“ He grinned before he was interrupted by the elder nurse to cut the cord and help her clean the baby and your chest up.

You had fallen asleep in exhaustion while he had put Dodie on his chest, gently going through the little bit of brown fluffy hair she already had on her head. The big brown eyes were directed at him and he wanted to cry at how innocent they were. How this little human depended on him for safety and trusted and loved him without any restrictions. „Princess Djarin.“ He chuckled, still not believing it. „I‘m gonna do the best job in the world at protecting you and making you into a fierce little girl.“ He whispered and kissed the crown of her head. He put his finger under her hand, feeling like a giant all of a sudden. Her hand grasped onto it as her eyes became heavy. In a soft voice he hummed a little Mandalorian melody to help her fall asleep until he could watch her tiny chest rise and sink on his. That was his tiny wonder and his future. „You‘re the best thing to ever happen to me.“ You heard waking up across the room and smiled to yourself in overwhelm, thinking back to how this all started.

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Is Pretty Man... 👀 a Pretty Woman Au? 👀 even if not please tell me all about it

It is indeed. ;) Here are 3 little (disjointed) snippets, mostly dialogue, not much inner world stuff. It’s all more of a rough draft, really.

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Thomas idly traced his eyes up and down the young man‘s body who was leaning against his desk, appreciating the tight fit of his jeans. “I'm Thomas Barrow.“ There was a pause, followed by the click of a silver, highly expensive-looking lighter. “And you are …?“

“ I-“,  the boy said, a slow seductive smile growing on his face, “am completely and utterly at your service.“

Thomas gave a noiseless laugh. “Good to know, but what‘s your name?“

“Pick one you like.“

At Thomas‘s little frown of annoyance, the boy‘s grin grew impossibly wider. “Just call me your wettest dream come true.“

Thomas threw his head back and snorted a laugh.

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“You had no right!“ The boy -James- looked as if Thomas had robbed him of something, stolen a precious, most personal belonging. And in a way, Thomas had.

“I'm sorrry, I wish I hadn‘t done it.“

“So why did you?“ the boy spat.

“I don‘t know. I just couldn‘t do that“, Thomas gestured towards his crotch, “without knowing your name.“  

The boy blinked, confused. “That doesn't make sense. Why does it bloody matter?“

“It matters to me.“, Thomas said, quietly. They both looked at each other, unsure what to do, until Thomas took a deep, calming breath and said, “You‘re mad at me, I get it. If you want to leave, I`ll pay you for half an hour and…and-“ Thomas’s hands shook slightly as he fumbled with his leather purse; the thought of watching the young man, this absolutely beautiful creature, walk out the door and maybe never seeing him again, made his tie feel like a choke collar.

“No, it‘s fine,“ the boy sniffled, “I- I want full payment.“ He wasn‘t able to hold Thomas‘s gaze as he added, silently,  “I've got to eat an‘ all, don‘t I?“

Thomas felt guilt boring into his guts like a knife. Without further ado, he shoved a few hundreds into the boy's hand. “Here. I'm sorry. I couldn't ask of you to stay. It was my fault anyway.“

The boy blinked, big round eyes staring at what must be a giant heap of money for someone like him, and Thomas saw temptation slide across his face as he felt the notes between his fingers. Then, he pressed his lips together tightly and shook his head no, so firmly, his blond curls danced across his forehead. “No, I don't need charity. This is business. You pay for a service and I'm going to do my bloody job, aren‘t I?“ He raised his chin, gathering himself for a moment to shake off the awkwardness, before he said, more lightly, “Compared to most other places I‘ve been, this hotel is rather“, his sky-blue eyes slid over the extravagant furniture, “nice.“

“I'm so sorry.“ Thomas muttered, because he didn‘t know what else to say.

“I know. You keep saying it.“

“I mean it.“

“Well.“ The boy scratched his head. “Now that it's out in the open, don't call me James.“ He made a face. “I don't like it. It's Jimmy.“

“Jimmy.“ Thomas tried the name on his tongue and his heart skipped a beat.

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“Why would you pay me so much money?“

“I just want company.“

Jimmy eyed Thomas with a wary expression. “Whatever you say.“

Thomas didn‘t look at him, and after a moment of complete silence, Jimmy admitted, quietly, “I could never give you what you want.“

Thomas‘s eyes slid back to Jimmy‘s face, brow crinkling. “What I want?“ He asked, his mouth going tense and fingers itching for another cigarette. “What do you know about what I want?“

Jimmy sighed. “Look Thomas, at the end of the day I don't care if I have to hold your hand while you're sleeping or get fucked hanging from a lamp. You buy my time, my attention. But you need to remember what I am...“ Jimmy raised his head and looked up at Thomas, straight into his eyes, with an earnest expression.

Thomas knew, and still, he was surprised at how badly it stung – the truth. He couldn‘t meet Jimmy‘s eyes as he felt a warm hand on his.

“You're a nice guy, Thomas. I just don't want you to get hurt.“

“Why would I get hurt? I know what you're here for.“, Thomas assured, staring down at their joined hands.

“Right.“, Jimmy said slowly.

“Let's just have a good time, yeah?“ Thomas reached up and stroked a thumb across Jimmy's cheek. “I want to enjoy myself with you.“

Jimmy studied him another moment, and nodded, at last. “Right you are, Thomas.“

[kyouxa]

Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Shin Tsukinami (Story 04+CG)

In terms of the gameplay: The black choices lead up to a bad ending, the white choices lead up to a good ending. Please no reposting onto other sites, ask me before translating this into another language too! I’m an amateur translator, but I hope you do enjoy it anyway!♡

Place: Orange Mansion — Living room

Carla: Kou was watching this mansion and it seems as if he was correct about it‘s situation.

Yui: (We were watched!? So that means that our movements have always been watched as well ...?)

Carla: Three people left the mansion, the only remaining ones are Eve and her guard. This is an unique opportunity.

Kou, Subaru. Catch those two.

Kou: Suure. I don’t wanna be a rough man, so you should try to cooperate with us too.

Subaru: What are you acting so nice all now? This is the enemies mansion. Don’t you understand that?

Kou: Yes, Yes. That‘s why we should end this quickly.

Yui: (What should we do... no matter how strong Shin-kun is, if we have five opponents it’s impossible to win... !)

Shin: Oh, geez. How troublesome. All of this was perfectly planed by you guys then.

Eve, hide yourself behind me. If you think about it yourself, it might be a better option to run away and hide somewhere.

Worst, hide yourself or run away. Whatever you choose, if they get you caught up ... I won't forgive you.

Yui: N-No! I‘ll stay with you. But, our opponents are carrying weapons with them.

*Shin gets his sword*

Shin: I know that, you don’t need to tell me that. And, I’m carrying a myself weapon as well!

Kou: Hmm. Are you willing to fight that way then?

Subaru: That really is a pain in ass. I won’t lose to someone like you anyways. Don’t waste our time, hand that woman over to us already.

Shin: It might be bad, but this situation is not impossible at all!

Ahh!

*Shin attacks Subaru*

Subaru: Kch... !

Shin: Is it okay to spare you just because you’re five people? Even if you are more, I definitely won’t lose against someone like you.

Ha!

*swords clash*

Yui: (The fight started. What I was most worried about ... is happening right now ...)

(What should I do now... !?)

Kou: Look behind ya~!

Yui: ... Ngh! Shin-kun! Kou-kun is behind you!

*Kou attacks Shin*

Shin: Kch... !

Yui: (Somehow, he didn‘t receive Kou-kun's attack, but it's impossible to have two opponents alone...!!)

Shin: Hah, Hah, Hah, Hah...

Yui: Shin-kun... !

Shin: Ngh... ! Stop, don’t move! I told you to not move around. Eve should just remain behind me...

Yui: (Shin-kun is already way too exhausted, and if this is the case, there is no doubt that we’ll lose)

(Ruki-kun, please come back soon...!)

Kou: Oh~ what happened to your strong powers until now? Now would be the perfect time to show them, or else I’ll stab you poor thing.

Subaru: Your words are useless. Just crush him already.

*Subaru attacks Shin*

Shin: Ugh... ! Crap... as expected, it might be hard to have two opponents ...!

Yui: Shin-kun... !!

*someone approaches*

Yui: Kya!

Laito: Yep. I caught you, Eve ♪

Yui: Laito-kun!? Stop, release me!

(After all, I really got caught! His arms are strong and I can’t get away... !)

Shin: ...Ngh! Eve! Tch, didn‘t I tell you to just stay behind me... !

Kou: We caught Eve and now you can actually give up. See, how about you throw away your sword first? Like this you can surrender easier.

Yui: Shin-kun! I-I’m sorry, I... !

Shin: Crap...

*Shin drops his sword*

Yui: ...Ngh!

(Shin-kun...)

Kou: Oh, he really let go of his sword. Unlike Subaru, Shin seems to be a clever one.

Subaru: Hah!? Shut up! You don’t need to say anything extra.

Shin: Well. Like this I don’t need to be with you together all day.

Subaru: You’re way too annoying. Now be quiet.

*Subaru punished Shin*

Shin: Agh... !!

Yui: Shin-kun... !!

Laito: Uh, I didn’t want you to expose him. Don’t worry about him, he is fine. He just straight up fainted nothing more.

I mean, I’m sure you don’t want to feel anything either so... sorry?

*Yui gets knocked out*

Yui: Nn...

(Shin-kun...)

Place: Orange mansion — Outside

Carla: Have you finally caught them? Now we finally got closer to our goal. Take those two back to the mansion, before the other guys come home.

*Yui‘s dream*

Yui: (Nn... here... my room... ?)

Shin: Seems like you woke up, Yui.

Yui: Shin-kun!?

(Huh? Why? W-What just...)

Just now, Shin-kun got tattered... with a sword...

Shin: Hah? What are you saying? Don’t dream about such suspicious things. Like this, I can pinch you if you want to.

Yui: Dream... that means, it was a dream. That’s good... it wasn’t reality...

Shin: Ah, hold on, what are you crying for? Was your dream really that bad? ...I guess I have no other choice.

*Shin hugs Yui*

Shin: I am here for you now. I‘ll be here to make sure nothing happens to you anymore.

You can fall asleep in peace once again now.

Yui: Yes...

(His arms are patting me gently. I wish he would keep doing this for a little longer—)

Place: Violet mansion — Dungeon

Yui: Hmm...

(Here... in jail? Why... am I... connected to chains... ?)

(Ah... that just now... was a dream I had. The painful reality is still going on)

Ngh... ! W-What... ?

(Ah... my neck is also connected with a chain, so if I move strangely, I will be pulled)

Shin: .....

Yui: (And next to me, Shin-kun is also connected to chains)

(We’re chained up like dogs. The way they trapped us like this...)

Shin: Hm... Nn...

Yui: Ah, Shin-kun! You woke up!?

Shin: It hurts... what’s with these chains. They ain’t good at all.

Somehow, I seemed to have become a little outrageous before I fainted.

Yui: Yes. It seems as if we got taken away by Laito-kun and afterwards we were locked up in jail.

Shin: Tch... it won’t come off. Whatever I try, I can’t get away from the wall either.

Yui: ... I know. I don’t think we can easily get away...

Shin: Moreover, they connected their precious Eve to such a dirty place as well.

Seems as if Carla that guy doesn't even know the word courtesy. Do you think so as well?

Yui: .....

(Shin-kun, he seems to be able to afford it, but I'm sure he is confused by this situation too ...)

(But, what do you think Carla-san would do to us in such a place?)

*someone approaches*

Shin: Just as I talked about the problem... it shows up itself.

Carla: Hmph, I do not mind this view.

Shin: Who do you think you are looking down to? Hey! Remove this chains immediately!

Carla: You are Ruki‘s younger brother Shin...

Shin: That‘s right. What about that?

Carla: You are...

♡ Roses ♡

Shin’s collar: Shut up already, this situation is not a big deal for me. Just watch me getting out of here.

Carla’s chest: Hehe... I wonder if I was just overwhelmed by the situation, Carla isn’t such a great leader as they all say after all.

Yui: (Carla-san... ? What happened, he’s just looking at Shin-kun ...)

(Maybe he met Shin-kun, his brother, and he remembered something ...)

Shin: What is it... say whatever you want to say. Carla

Carla... ? ... My brother...

Yui: (Shin-kun... !? Just now... !?)

Carla: No, it is nothing... I was just out of my mind.

Yui: (After all, both of them aren’t remembering anything. Why aren‘t they feeling something either... ?)

Shin: Hey, I’ll break these chains faster than you can imagine. Just watch me going home soon.

Carla: Do not speak with such a foolish mouth while you are trapped in a prison.

Neither Eve nor you will return to that mansion anymore.

Shin: It‘s not like I mind. Even if I can‘t reach your face to punish you yet, I‘ll definitely give you a payback for that.

Be prepared when that time comes. Once I‘m out of here, I‘ll make sure to completely destroy you... !

Carla: ... I do not like that cocky eyes you have. Eyes which want to reach anything under any certain circumstances.

Shin: No wonder. I don't want to lose anyone, especially to guys like you.

Carla: Hmph. Apparently you have not been hit properly by my family.

*Carla opens jail gate*

Carla: Seems as if you do not know, how to speak to your new superior.

Shin: I can talk to you however I want. I can even call you with -kun.

Carla: As long as you are in my house, I will never allow such thing. Rejoice. I will introduce you what manners are instead.

Yui: (Carla-san... ? He got a whip with him... !)

Carla: I will make sure to give you unforgivable pain. I will let your body remember what happens when you go against me.

*Carla hits Shin*

Shin: Agh...

Yui: Shin-kun... !

Carla-san, please stop this!

Carla: Be quiet, Eve. Fools can only learn with pain. Savor the pain and let it cut into your body.

*Carla hits Shin again*

Shin: Ugh... kch... !

Carla: Do not scream. It is unsightly. I was not giving you permission to let even the slightest voice come out of your mouth.

*Carla hits Shin again*

Shin: ...Ngh!

Carla: Hmph, did you endure it this time? This does not seems to affect you. Let me suggest something else then.

If you just start to betray Ruki you could stay here with Eve, you would be treated accordingly.

For someone like you, this would be not a bad condition, would it?

Shin: Kn... !

Yui: (Carla-san invites Shin-kun, the enemy, to his family)

(For Carla-san, it’s not a strange thing to kill anyone right away if they act against him ...)

(Or maybe does he want Shin-kun to become closer to him ...?)

Carla: If you accept the conditions, I will welcome you without any circumstances and get you out of this filthy jail instantly.

You will no longer get lost again. You just need to come to me.

Yui: (Shin-kun... what will he do... ?)

Shin: Hah... you must be kidding... you want me to become an obedient dog by following some conditions?

That’s bad. I‘d never betray my brother like this. I‘m sorry, but I decline your shitty conditions.

Carla: Ruki...

I do not get it. No matter who your big brother is, there is no reason to follow that man.

Or do you not even know what is good or bad?

Shin: Shut up already! I don't like that attitude of you looking down on any of us!

Yui: (After all, Carla-san may want to call Shin-kun to himself for some other reasons...)

(If that is really it...)

(Maybe he wants to met Shin-kun, if they did meet like that they might changed their memory)

Carla: Apparently, there seems to be a shortage of whips you get.

*Carla hits Shin once again*

Shin: Ngh... Agh!

Yui: Shin-kun! Are you fine... !?

Shin: ...Ugh... Kch...

Carla: Well whatever. I am not going to deal with a guy who does not appreciate the request I gave him.

My true purpose is not Shin, it is you, Eve

*Carla comes closer*

Yui: Carla-san... ?

Eh... ?

(Why... why did he remove my chains...)

Shin: Wait... ! You! Kch... what are you gonna do to Eve!?

Carla: Do not you know? This women here is the key to become the king ... obviously I am going to try Eve‘s blood.

Yui: Eh!? Please wait, Carla-san ...! Please stop that!

Shin: Stop fooling around... ! Stop!! Don‘t you dare touching her!

*Carla hits Shin again*

Shin: Ngh... agh...

Carla: Keep silent. I am not talking to you.

Choices

1) — Instead of sucking... (white) ♡ ♡ ♡

2) — Stop... ! (black)

— Instead of sucking... ♡

Yui: (If I resist here, Shin-kun would be struck again with the whip ...!)

I understand... please suck my blood...

Shin: Eve!! What are you saying... !

Yui: (Maybe Carla-san remembers something and changes if he sucks my blood...)

Carla: Hmph, you really are obedient, unlike your guard.

Yui: Instead, could you please release Shin-kun... ? Please stop hitting him with the whip.

Carla: That is an impossible request. You are the enemy anyway. It is impossible to release any of you.

— Stop... !

Yui: I hate it... ! Stop that... !

(I don't like being sucked by anyone besides Shin-kun ...!)

Carla: Did you think you have certain rights? As long as you are in my mansion, you are mine as well.

Yui: Please stop it already! Carla-san... !

Carla: Give up and accept it. This is your destiny.

end Choices

Yui: Such...

Shin: Please stop it! Don‘t put your hands on her!

Carla: You who has no power, watch that woman who you should protect here.

This is to punish you for not following me. I will burn this kind of feeling in your eyes.

*Carla comes closer*

Carla: Here, I will be sucking from the chest near your heart... Ahh... Nn

Yui: No... !

Carla: Nn ... what is this ... is this really the blood of Eve ...

Yui: (Shin-kun is right in front of me... why is this happening... it hurts... !)

Shin: Crap!! Because of these chains I can‘t move at all... !

Carla! Get away from Eve now! Stop…! I‘m begging you...! Stop it!

Carla: Hmph... it is true that you are only able to scream. If you are jealous, show some obedience next time.

Shin: You... !! Just wait!!

Carla: You should just silently watch me. Nn... Nn...

Yui: I hate... ! Ah...

Shin: Nn... please stop! Damn, my eyes have already been... what is this ...

Yui: (His eyes... !? Could it be... that he is remembering something... ?)

(Ah, but I can’t stand ... any longer ...)

Carla: Hmph, is your body already giving up on it‘s power? Or is it that you are drowning in pleasure without being able to stand by yourself?

Shin: Carla! Stop it... I don't want to see her suffer anymore... !

Never again ... I don't want to lose anything important again ... Agh ... !!

Yui: (Shin-kun looks so pained. Did he remember something from his past?)

Carla: Are you still repeating what you said earlier? If you are still continuing on making disrespectful noises, I will use the whip again ... Ngh

Yui: (Carla-san... ?)

Carla: What is this amount ... is it the effect of Eve's blood power?

If so, is this the sign that the road to become the King has opened ...?

The taste is not bad either. It turned out to really be special blood.

Yui: ... Nn...

(There is no power at all. He was just sucking way too much blood...)

(Shin-kun, Shin-kun ... I want to touch Shin-kun right away)

Carla: Let's leave it here today. I am going to keep yourself for me only.

*Carla throws Yui away*

Yui: ...Ouch!

Shin: Eve ... !! Hey Carla. This is the key for you to become the king and you don’t treat her like that at all.

Carla: I knew there was a secret in her blood. If that is the case, it is okay if it gets slightly damaged.

Yui: (It‘s already... too much... my body... blood... nn)

Carla: In this situation, there is no need to reconnect her to the chains anymore.

*Carla closed the gate*

Carla: Azusa, please come here.

Azusa: Yes.

Carla: Watch out for them here. Whatever happens, do not let them out of here.

Azusa: ... All right

Yui: (Azusa-kun is looking after us now... he really follows whatever Carla-san tells him to do)

Azusa: .....

[hbdrnc]

16.05.2020

📍London, United Kingdom

🎉🎉HAPPY BIRTHDAY RANIYA!🎉🎉

„21 looks absolutely beautiful on you. May your beauty be as everlasting as the heavens. Happy 21st birthday!“

You are finally 21 which means you can do all the stuff we did all the last years legally now in the USA. I‘m so glad that your mom gave birth to a wonderful, inspiring, precious and stupid woman like you. I wish we would know each other for a longer time than 5 years 3 months and 6 days because you made my life a big adventure since you came into it. Even though you‘re two years younger than me I learned so much from you over the past five years and I hope I gave and give you something in return. You really are my best friend. I couldn‘t wish for anyone else but you. We did so many stupid things in the last 5 years some people would say „Why aren‘t they dead yet?“. But should I tell the truth? It doesn‘t matter what anyone else is thinking about us. You are my sister - not by blood but by heart. Nobody could ever take this away from me. You‘re one of the few blessings in my entire life (along with Kilian and Jarell) You make my life worth living and you make me one of the happiest people in the world. I know I don‘t tell you on a daily basis that I love you but I know that you know how much I‘ll always love you. Our friendship was a long distance friendship since the beginning but it was never hard or anything like that. I don’t why but everything seemed to match perfectly. We missed each other, we cried together but most importantly we were always there for the other one. It‘s been hard because I wasn‘t always physically there in your worst Moments and you weren‘t in mine but we both knew and we both know that we‘re always reachable and only one call away. For sure this friendship isn‘t perfect but the most important thing about our friendship is that it‘s always been and always will be a healthy friendship. You are one of the strongest women I‘ve ever met and I‘m so happy to be part of your life and that you let me walk every road with you. I will say it again: You really are my best friend. I‘m going to stop now because you read so much on this blog that I think it‘s time to end this text. I love you with all my heart. We will always be heart to heart.

I wish you the happiest birthday ever and that it will be as speacial as you are.

It‘s me right now drinking on you. 🍻

[anotherlifefic]

Chapter 35: A Trial of Friendship

 I was walking through the forest, watching the sun send it‘s beams through the leaves of the trees. It was warm, and comfortable. Judging by that, it must have been late spring or early summer. Taking a deep breath, I walked over to a bush in full bloom, plucking a few flowers and weaving them into a flowercrown. Maybe I could make Link wear it once I rejoined him. Then I heard a giggle from beyond the trees in front of me. Curious, I stepped forth, only to find Link sitting at the edge of a small pond, watching a very naked Jenna dance around in the water. I dropped the crown, and all I managed to produce was a long, tormented wail.

„Rebecca?! Rebecca, wake up!“ I woke with a start, only to find Jenna and Link crouching next to me. Link grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his arms. „We woke up from you crying and feared that we had been attacked!“ „I… I‘m sorry. I just had a nightmare.“ I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. Jenna averted her eyes. „We have to get going“, she said after a few seconds. Link let go of me, but still helped me get to my feet. „We should already be close to the border of Hyrule.“ „But we haven‘t seen any sign of the shard yet!“, Jenna said. I looked at around… and then at my companions. „I… I think we did. We just didn‘t know.“ „What do you mean?“, Link inquired. „The illusion we saw yesterday. Jenna‘s perfect reality? Maybe that was it.“ Link crossed his arms in front of his chest. „That would require Ganondorf to know that we would be travelling with Jenna.“ „Maybe it wasn‘t directed at Jenna, per se. Maybe it just showed the perfect reality of the first person to look at it. And that just happened to be Jenna. I mean, thus far, all of the traps Ganondorf laid out for us were designed to somehow mess with out minds. And who knows what this fake Link would have told us if we had stayed to listen.“ Jenna stared at me blankly, then looked away again. „So I will be able to see him again?“ I sighed. „Yes, but we need to be careful. VERY careful.“

We retraced our steps back to the farmhouse, and while we walked, Jenna asked:„So what was that nightmare about?“ I bit my lip. „It was… it was nothing. Say, Jenna… do you think we could really be friends, you and I?“ She was quiet for a moment, but her hand was tensing up around mine. „It would be difficult.“ She looked at Link, who was still walking ahead of us, and continued in a low voice. „I still love your husband, after all.“ I lightly squeezed her hand back. „No hard feelings about that. You‘re far from the only one. I‘ve gotten used to it.“ More or less, I added mentally, still trying to forget the image from my dream of Link watching Jenna bathe.

Once we reached the farmhouse again, the other Link came running up to us, grabbing Jenna and pulling her away from Link and me. „Oh Jenna, my love! I am so happy that you returned to me!“ Jenna tensed up in his embrace, her hands tightened into fists. „Are you really my Link?“ „Of course I am, my beloved!“ He covered her face with kisses, and as he did so, the children came running out of the house again, screaming „Mommy Mommy!“ at the top of their lungs. I continued to hold onto Link and just watched the scene unfold. Jenna in the arms of a copy of my husband, and their children around them. There was something strangely peaceful about it. Link lightly squeezed my hand. „That‘s not me“, he assured me. „I‘m here and I love you.“ I sighed softly. „I know. I just thought that it‘s so cruel that we can‘t let Jenna have that kind of happiness.“ „Hmhm...“ Then he pulled me past the loving family. „Come on. We should search the house while the illusions are still distracted.“

The house was nicely furnished, with a lot of decorative cushions and elaborate carvings in every wooden surface. Link and I split up, hoping that we wouldn‘t get lost. He went up the stairs while I searched the downstairs area for any sign of the shard. While I did so, I always looked out of the window to see if Jenna was still keeping the other Link occupied. My heart grew heavy when I saw her like this. She deserved this kind of happiness… but how could she get it if I was married to the man she loved? For the probably millionth time that annoying little voice in my head told me that everyone would be happier if I had never met Link. Everyone but me that is. But I just had to be selfish and put my happiness over the happiness of everyone else… I shook my head and continued my search, going through chests and drawers and even an ice box that seemed to just be cold without anything keeping it that way. No luck. And while I rushed past the entrance door to check around the fireplace, I overheard the fake Link say: „You do not need any friends, my darling. In fact, they are probably just using you. And what will happen if you continue helping them? They are going to take you away from me.“ „But Link… my love… They are...“ „And that shadow bearing my face“, the other Link continued. „You love him, because he looks like me, right? What am I supposed to think about this, Jenna? That you just run after every man who looks even a bit like me? If you truly loved me… the real me, you would get rid of this imposter and his little wife. And then you and I could be together forever, and live our life here, with our darling children. For you and I, we belong together. We complete each other.“ I rushed on, hoping that Jenna wouldn‘t fall for it. Either that, or Link and I would have to snap her back into reality later. But right now, I needed to focus on finding the shard… A few seconds later, Link came rushing down the stairs, a sharp, v-shaped piece of metal in his hands. The tip of the Master Sword. „Got it! And now let‘s get out of here!“

We left the house and were faced with Jenna, standing next to her Link, who was regarding us with naught but coldness in his unnaturally blue eyes. „There they are, Jenna. Now show me that you love me and that you will not stand for some imposter acting as me.“ Jenna was shaking so badly she almost dropped her weapons, her eyes darting from her Link to the real one and back. And then she looked at me. I returned her gaze calmly, and then I said: „Do you really want to spend the rest of your days in an illusion, Jenna? Live without friends, bound to this place?“ „Do not listen to her, Jenna!“, the fake Link hissed. „She would try and seduce me, given the chance! Just look at this harlot! How can you call her a friend when she takes everything you wished for for herself and won‘t let you have any happiness?!“ Jenna‘s hands tightened around her phoenix circles. „You will not speak of my friend this way.“ The blades of her weapons cut through the fake Link like he was smoke. He dissolved, and so did the children, and the house, until it was just the three of us, standing in a clearing of the woods. Jenna dropped her phoenix circles and ran up to us. To my surprise, she threw her arms around my neck and hugged me close. She was crying into my shoulder. I hugged her back, resting my chin on her shoulder. „I‘m so sorry, Jenna.“ Link came up to us and wrapped his arms around both of us, closing his eyes and sighing. „Come on. We should continue our journey. Do you want to continue travelling with us, Jenna?“ Jenna looked up from my shoulder. „I… I don‘t think so.“ „Are you sure?“, I asked gently. „You‘d be more than welcome to come along.“ She smiled hesitantly. „Thank you, but I really need some time to myself right now.“

Jenna accompanied us to the edge of the woods, where our horses were still waiting. She hugged both Link and me one last time before retreating back into the forest. She had mentioned wanting to help the Kokiri rebuild their village. „Will she be alright?“, I asked as I watched her slender frame disappear between the trees. „She made it to the village once, and I‘m sure she can do it again“, Link said confidently while lifting himself into Epona‘s saddle.

Our next destination was Kakariko, where we suspected the final two shards of the Master Sword. We rode past the ruins of LonLon Ranch again, and the sight made me tear up. Wherever Malon, Talon, Ingo and Matthias were… I hoped they were alright.

We didn‘t know what to expect when we entered Kakariko. But certainly not the entire town on their knees in front of a little, brown haired boy, who was sorrounded by a group of Gerudo… and Cassandra was with him, too. My heart leapt into my throat when I heard him speak:„That‘s right! Kneel before your prince, peasants!“ He looked at a woman kneeling among them. „YOU THERE! You‘re not bowing low enough!“ Then he turned to the tallest and probably eldest of the Gerudo around him. „Dahlia! Show her what happens when someone disrespects me!“ Dahlia… what a strange name for a Gerudo. Said Gerudo shook her head. „Don‘t forget that even as a prince, you‘re still my little brother, Gareth.“ And then she wacked him over the head with the blunt side of her naginata. „I don‘t have to take orders from you.“ „HOW DARE YOU?!“, Gareth exploded. „Father will hear of this! I will have you thrown in the dungeon! ALL OF YOU! MOTHER! Mother, tell them to do as I say!“ My heart broke at the sight. No way my son could have turned out like this. No way. My sweet little baby, the precious bundle of innocence Link and I had brought into this world, would never end up like this. We approached them further, until Gareth turned around. „And who are you?! On your knees, or do you want to spend the rest of your days in a dungeon?!“ I flinched away, and Cassandra came up to Gareth, grabbing his shoulder firmly. „Gareth, that is enough.“ He turned to Cassandra. „But Mother, these peasants won‘t respect me! Aren‘t I the prince of Hyrule? Don‘t I deserve respect?“ Cassandra gave me a somewhat apologetic look, until one of the Gerudo exclaimed:„Aren‘t these two the ones Father had been looking for? Mother, if we bring them to him, he will-“ „You will do no such thing, Adaira“, Cassandra cut in. „From now on, I want you to disregard all of your father‘s orders as much as you can without putting your safety in danger.“ Then she turned to Link and me. „Come. I think we have a lot to discuss. Come, Gareth.“ „But Mother...“ „No ‚but‘.“ She marched towards the inn, sometimes looking back to make sure we were following her. And we did. Hopefully, she could provide some answers now...

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“I Am Manly” (Hunhan/Gt/Fluff)

Warning: This writing contains size difference of giant tiny standards. If this makes you uncomfortable or you do not want to see it feel free to blacklist some of the tags.

Luhan was disturbed and utterly flustered. His wide doe eyes had narrowed into slits as Sehun easily pushed him over with the tip of his massive pointer finger. His minuscule fingers dug into the wobbly grains on the kitchen table. He had grown accustomed to being at the beck and call of his much larger partner but felt it completely unfair and unjust. He scrambled to stand up as Sehun’s lips twisted into a subtle smirk. Before Luhan could curse at him once again for his carelessness he was left with his lips parted in surprise and his pale cheeks rosy red with a fresh rush of blood. Sehun had pressed a soft, gentle kiss against his small partners form before standing up from his chair and leaving the room to attend to some unknown business.

Luhan‘s brows furrowed, and he crossed his arms feeling that familiar feeling of realizing his size take over. His cheeks flushed this time, but with an angry, frustrated red rather than a lighthearted and subtle pink.  His lips twisted, and he stomped his foot and screamed out into the abyss that was their massive kitchen.

“I’m manly,” Luhan said it to himself in a whisper—his voice coarse from the previous scream. He knew Sehun wouldn’t hear it. He knew it. But he just needed to say it so he could hear it himself. He was manly even if Sehun could shove him over…he was manly.

His surety faded the more he thought about it. Was he manly? He was so small and was literally just knocked over by the tip of his partner’s finger. That was pathetic. His size made him pathetic. He sunk down onto the tabletop and felt overcome by the realization. That sinking feeling of utter loss and smallness swelled into something different this time. A rock hard and unmoveable determination, he would prove he was manly if it was the last thing he did.

That night came swiftly, the two snuggled up close in bed. Luhan had his whole body rested and pressed into Sehun’s side. He was overcome by the warmth that fanned over him, his tiny fingers felt the press and swell of Sehun’s powerful lungs and he nudged his head into the larger’s side further. Sehun chuckled softly at the feeling. He loved it and Luhan knew that, the rumble of his laughter shook his whole body and he felt the tingle of it run along his small spine.

He couldn’t even see Sehun‘s precious smile from this angle so he pulled back and forced himself onto his legs to he could. There it was, his lips drawn back into a perfect little smile. His dark eyes twisted into little crescents. Then Sehun noticed him staring and his smile softened as he looked at him. Luhan’s face was once again alight with a fresh coat of blush.

“You‘re so cute,” Sehun said it nonchalantly. The tip of his finger gliding along the length of Luhan’s body and Luhan’s blush vanished. He knew it was a compliment, he knew it. Sehun loved calling him cute, but the light pressure of his finger just made him think of earlier and how Sehun had pushed him over with little effort on his end.

His heart suddenly squeezed in his chest, then dropped into pounding too fast. He pushed Sehun’s finger away abruptly and could hear the way it surprised Sehun. He gasped out, then moved his finger closer again—this time though Luhan didn’t let him touch him lightly or push him over. He tackled Sehun‘s hand. His muscles strained as he tried to subdue Sehun’s wriggling digits that were larger than him.

He heard Sehun chuckle. Luhan hit his middle finger hard, then got tangled in Sehun’s other fingers. This time Sehun’s chuckle blossomed into full-blown laughter. He thought this was funny, entertaining. The hot coal of anger that settled in Luhan’s chest rose and expanded—mottling his face with a severe red this time. He hit to hurt now, his fists driving into flesh hard and he felt Sehun flinch this time and take in a hissed breath. He continued fighting and then the words fell from his twisted lips and through gritted teeth, “I am manly!”

Sehun‘s wiggling stilled for a moment and it suddenly his laughter that was there a second ago is gone. The mattress beneath Luhan‘s feet shifts and Sehun’s growing shadow overtakes him. The springs beneath them scream out and Luhan’s stomach drops. He doesn’t have to look up to know that Sehun is now on his side, it only takes a simple second. Before Sehun’s fingers wrap around Luhan’s small and struggling form and force him down closer to Sehun’s head.

Luhan begins to kick at Sehun‘s fleshy palm. His fingers doing their best to break the skin on his fingers, tiny nails digging in at thick flesh that he can‘t seem to get past. Sehun presses him suddenly into the mattress and the duvet. Luhan is rendered immobile. His legs and feet can‘t push up on the weight put upon them, his hands however don‘t give up the fight. He continues punching and tearing at anything he can grasp onto—having no clue that it makes him look close to a tiny baby throwing a tantrum rather than a grown man fighting off an enemy.

Luhan refuses to look into Sehun‘s face, he doesn‘t want to know what he thinks of this sudden act of rebellion. He doesn‘t. So he continues to struggle and struggle, his tiny muscles straining and pulling as his exhaustion slowly begins to tamper down. He gives up moving and struggling at some point and drops his gaze. Not wanting to see Sehun, he failed. He was a joke for trying to be manly.

“Look at me,” Sehun’s words are firm but not loud. Luhan doesn‘t do it.

“I said look at me,” This time Luhan swallows the growing lump in his throat in an attempt to stifle his embarrassment and looks up into Sehun’s eyes. His gaze isn‘t harsh like Luhan thought it would be but is rather soft and smothered with emotion. His brows are tilted upwards and his lips twisted into a small frown.

“You are manly Luhan,” The words aren‘t what he expected. He parts his lips to say something but finds himself rendered speechless. Sehun’s eyes narrow as he says the next words, “What made you think you weren’t manly?”

Luhan attempts to shrug feeling the full weight of his actions press into him. “I just…I feel like you push me around a little and it makes me feel…emasculated.” Luhan’s cheeks alight with a fresh blush and his gaze drops with the last whispered word.

Sehun shakes his head, his hot breath fanned across Luhan’s flushed features and he leaned down. Luhan had no choice but to meet his larger partner’s gaze. Sehun swallowed up the entirety of his vision, it was moments like this where he realized just how small he was, he could see his pitiful expression reflected back at him amidst the brown hue of Sehun’s irises.

“You are manly Luhan, I‘m sorry if I made you feel any less of a man with my little jokes. I didn‘t mean to, you’re just so cute sometimes I can’t help it,” The sudden compliment left Luhan’s already huge eyes blown wider and his cheeks reddened further. “But you are manly. It takes guts to have a partner so much larger than you and still hold your own. It takes guts to fucking claw at me and not be scared out of your damn mind. Luhan, you don‘t even flinch when I walk past you and the ground shakes. You are the manliest person I know and you don’t have to prove it. You just are if anything your size proves it further to me.”

Luhan didn‘t know how to respond to this once again his partner had left him speechless and caught unawares. Sehun had a hard time expressing his feelings but the surety with how he said these words felt like a swift punch to the gut.

“You don’t give yourself enough credit babe,” Sehun whispered these words and Luhan felt a flood of emotions break free and slam into his chest. The tips of his lips trembled slightly before easing into a soft smile. He opened his mouth to respond to Sehun. To thank him, to do something but before he could Sehun moved and his lips pressed into Luhan’s small form. Luhan squealed with laughter at the way his partner’s soft lips pressed into very sensitive and ticklish spots. He couldn‘t control his squirming or anything else.

Sehun pulled away and stared at his partner, Luhan couldn’t contain his smile. This time he pushed his torso up and leaned on his elbows. He pressed a soft kiss on Sehun’s top lip and sunk into it gently.

“I love you Sehun,” Sehun smirked and rolled his eyes. He leaned back down and pressed another soft kiss into Luhan letting him know the feeling was mutual.

So I managed to put this together because it was cute enough and something I could picture rather easily. I hope you enjoy it! I hope it wasn’t too rushed either and would love some feedback-if you have any questions ask me as well.