#been trying to get back into the sun & moon grind

[kaleidoscopek9]

he returns ⚡️🎸

[seventh-district]

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[oukabarsburgblr]

come a little closer so you can fuck me better

It was the third quarter of a semester. Where college students crammed their heads in trying to understand 200+ slides of lecture before their test the next morning. Assignments deadlines approaching and quizzes seemed never ending. That was the case for almost all students and one of the courses taking the heavy hitters was engineering.

(m/n) (l/n) had been away from his friends, closer to his groupmates, scrambling to finish their lab reports before the submission link was closed. He unfortunately had to give half-assed replies to most of his associates, especially his two love interests.

They had something, affectionate and it ran deep but the (h/c) never made a choice between the sun and the moon.

He didn't expect any visitors when a knock echoed on his wooden door to his room. (m/n), lax in shorts and a plain t-shirt opened it to find Daisuke smiling at him, a box of food in his hand.

"Figured you haven't had dinner yet." His dimples carved into his cheeks as he smiled, his dark-hued eyes gleaming down at his beloved.

(m/n) smiled at him, bags forming under his own (e/c) eyes as he hugged the ravenette. "Already ate some leftovers but that's nice of you." "Really? Then just keep these in your pantry." He meant the shared pantry of his house, a section of his block on the same floor, which (m/n) did not prefer using since housemates always stole his shit.

"I'll just stuff it in Haru's freezer." "Where is he?" (m/n) invited Daisuke in, the ravenette tugging off his shoes, taking off his leather jacket and hung it on the coat rack in the corner of the shared room.

(m/n) slid back onto the chair, facing his desk as he picked up his tablet pen, continuing to write numbers and equations on the surface of his gadget. "He went home. Said he had a concert to catch." "In exam season?" "Dude's crazy."

Haru was (m/n)'s roommate, a tall quiet blonde who was with the (h/c) way back since preschool. He always disliked (m/n) bringing his so-called lovers into his room, especially Sousuke." A racket from his doorknow followed by annoying and fast knocks on his door.

(m/n) was about to stand once again but Daisuke beat him to it, pulling the door open with a frown on his face.

Sousuke, whose half of his face was covered with a green checkered scarf, glared immediately at the equally annoyed ravenette. A plastic bag bunched up in his clenced fist. "Whatchu' got there?" Hazel eyes perked up at the sight of (m/n) behind Daisuke and he pushed the latter aside to enter the room, throwing his coat on Haru's bed.

"You said your graph papers were out. Passed by and thought I could get some." (m/n) giddily reached out for the plastic bag, pulling out the almost scrunched green checkered papers. "Thanks. Almost went down to buy some."

Sousuke leaned to kiss (m/n)'s hair but was pushed by Daisuke. They both almost wrangled each other in the process but both were slapped by the (h/c) who forced the two to sit on his bed before he could entertain them.

"The submission is in four hours and there's zero progress on the abstract. I'm too busy organizing the others so either you shut up or get out." Immediately, the two sat up straight with their mouths closed. The two was easy for (m/n) to handle. They were almost alike, although the opposites of each other.

The (h/c) continued to grind his work, turning on his laptop. Ears stuffed with earbuds, some tunes blasting in his ear canal, drowning out the rare civil conversation Sousuke and Daisuke were having while relaxing on his single-sized bed.

Every now and then, there would a groan or a curse from the frustrated (h/c) who was suffering at the incompetency of his assigned groupmates. His leg bouncing up and down, his foot hitting the floor as he mashed the keyboards of his laptop, desperate to finish his work.

An hour passed and he stretched his arms, pulling off the charger to his laptop and took it with him as he slumped himself on the bed, his head in Daisuke's lap and his legs draped over Sousuke's torso. The redhead sat up as he pulled the (h/c) closer who slapped his hand away. "I'm not finished. Fucking hell, who passed these assholes?!"

He placed the laptop on his thighs, still typing away as Daisuke ran his fingers through his hair, occasionaly raking out a tangled strand or two. "I'm gonna die with the integrated project." (m/n) groaned, backspacing his teammate's work before proceeding to paraphrasing the previous sentences.

Sousuke and Daisuke continued to talk to one another, (m/n) chirping in while laying in between them, his bottom now in between Sousuke's thighs, he could feel the hardness of the redhead's jeans poking through but a boner isn't going to score his GPA.

"FINALLY!!" He yelled out, submitting his work as he slammed the laptop shut and carefully placing it on the floor. "You done?" Daisuke hummed, pushing back (m/n)'s baby hairs. The (h/c) nodded, his arm over his eyes as he could feel his body finally relaxing, sinking into the plush of his bed.

"I HATE....freeriders." "One's right in front of you." "I am not. I just so happen not liking to lead." In order of (m/n), Daisuke and Sousuke's voice. The two begin to banter once again. Daisuke bringing up his past experience working with Sousuke in a group project.

(m/n) pulled his arm away, staring at the popcorn ceiling of his dorm room, he had only noticed that it was already late. He wasn't even sure when Daisuke had entered his room. That's how much he had been holed up, finishing his homework.

He had been so tense the past few days, tension building up his shoulders, his tired eyes darkening for every missed hour of sleep. (m/n)'s whole body was so tired just from the past week and he could feel something burning up in the bottom of his stomach.

It was a fail attempt at secretly rubbing his ass onto Sousuke's crotch who immediately turned his attention onto the flustered (h/c). His mouth was agape as (m/n) stuttered to reason himself. "What?! Don't act so shocked...I'm just fucking frustrated."

He propped his elbows up, ready to leave before Daisuke pulled him down. "Frustrated? Frustrated what?" "College frustrated. Work frustrated, fuck. My damn pants are frustrated too."

Scarred fingers rubbed into the plush of his exposed thighs, reminding (m/n) that he had only adorned a thin and short outfit. Black eyes staring deeply into his, Daisuke's face was calculating, analysing his expression.

"You're not slick. Tryna' hump on me." Sousuke mumbled, dragging his tongue across (m/n)'s inner thigh earning a squeak. "As if. The both of you kept arguing like children. I might as well suck off a sex toy if that's all you're going to do."

"Sex toy?" Sousuke raised an eyebrow. A smirk on his lips. "Like you'd be satisfied with just that." He grumbled, smacking his thigh, a yelp from the (h/c) who felt something hardened as his head was still in Daisuke's lap.

"Quit it and just get on with it." (m/n) mumbled, turning to the side, his legs kicking at the redhead whose lust grew a thousand times more fervent as he pulled the (h/c)'s waist, ass smacking right on his crotch as he teased (m/n) who smothered his face into Daisuke's thigh.

(m/n) was now on his stomach, refusing to acknowledge Sousuke who was coercing him to continue. It was a rare dynamic. Sousuke would be quiet during their intimate encounters but his mouth becomes oddly chatter-ish around Daisuke who was the opposite.

"Just a little push. You did it five minutes ago, you can do it now." Sousuke was persuading (m/n) to rub himself on the redhead's crotch, his jeans stretching holding his length and (m/n) peeked behind him to see a grinning horny idiot.

"You're a cunt..." He mumbled again before moving. Rubbing his butt covered with shorts on Sousuke's groin, dragging his mound, pushing down on his erection. He could feel the friction on his balls as hos shorts was tugged down lightly just so his tip was peeking from his waistband.

(m/n) looked up to see Daisuke as the culprit, who was still silent, watching him with a blank expression but behind his eyes spoke otherwise. Their lust was burning and so was his.

Sousuke moaned, his hands rubbing up (m/n)'s sides as he pushed up his shirt, fingers travelling and locking onto his nipples, pinching them. The (h/c) mewled, having his chest groped as he desperately humped himself on the redhead's covered cock, slamming short bounces against Sousuke.

"I need it. I need the real thing." He whined desperately, his pitch tuning high as he dipped his head into Daisuke's crotch. His tongue flat against the ravenette's slacks and his teeth barely grazing on the covered hard cock.

(m/n) yelped again when his torso was forcibly turned, his face hot and Sousuke had a perverted grin. "How bad d'you want it?" "Bad. Really f-fucking bad." His words slipped as his hips stuttered.

A hand abruptly gripped his chin as Sousuke forcefully pulled his shirt off of him. Two fingers knocked into his palate as the redhead shoved his hand up (m/n)'s mouth. "You want it? You wanna fuck the two of us? Breed yourself like a horny rabbit?"

The tip of his cock was flicked and (m/n) gagged painfully, but his pleasure spiked and precum drooled onto his own stomach. Daisuke pulled away from (m/n)'s cock as he began to cup the (h/c)'s pecs, his hand squeezing the mound.

(m/n) nodded his head, when Sousuke's fingers began to press deeper in his mouth as he felt the redhead hump his ass. His tongue desperately lapping at the rough digits as he gasped when the redhead pulled his hand away.

"Prep yourself. It's time you get to work." Sousuke grinned.

This wasn't supposed to be their dynamic. (m/n) was used to having the redhead prep him, eat his ass out and fuck him swiftly like the pillow princess that he is. Daisuke was the same too, except more foreplay and less tongue but he had never needed to prepare himself, letting the two work their way into him because it was usually them getting riled up, not the other way around.

But (m/n) was desperate as he shimmied his shorts down, tugging off the bunched clothing from his ankle as he shakily reached down. Sousuke pulled his shoulder to lay him on his side and the (h/c) could see his jeans stretched out holding in his cock that he wanted to stuff himself with so badly.

He wanted to complain that he was dry but Daisuke had pulled his legs up, folded him in half and spat directly on his asshole before letting him fall back onto the bed. (m/n) was shocked and the ravenette was still quiet, urging him to continue.

A finger pushed in past the tight rim of his hole and he whimpered at the dry feeling, carving himself while struggling to hold his leg up but Sousuke had propped it up himself, pushing his hand to cup under his knee, letting him fully exposed to the redhead.

"Mmnn...it kinda hurts- annh mmf nggh anh-" He was corrected by his own body when he accidentally grazed his own prostate. His hole was still dry but the scratchy feeling managed to still bring pleasure to his leaking cock as he put another finger in and began to masturbate in front of the two men.

His hips were moving as he gripped his bedsheets, moaning and mewling. He was taken aback when Sousuke licked a stripe up his crack and balls. The redhead sucked on his base before focusing on his filled and twitching hole.

Daisuke used that moment of shock to pull his hair, forcibly pulling his head up as he shoved his tongue down (m/n)'s throat. The latter gagging at the sudden attack and he sucked on the ravenette's wet muscle.

Sousuke was too busy munching, pushing (m/n)'s finger apart to spread his hole as he stuck his tongue inside. Sucking and spitting at the rim.

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Ugh i lost the inspo when i fell asleep. Tell me if you want a finished version and ill reblog it to tell u mofos. 🤞🏼 waka-chan out.

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[iliketangerines]

Mk1 Reiko being pent up because shao has been working Reiko to the bone and when he finally gets a day off he’s spending it fucking you literally every chance he gets- 👀 on the table, the couch, the bathroom- everywhere-

everywhere and anywhere

a/n: i gotchu cutie. i've never written for reiko, so i hope i did him justice lmao.

pairing: reiko x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), creampies, biting kink, pain kink, slight dacryphilia, nipple play, fingerfucking, brief shower sex

Reiko is angry

everyday he’s been out working, waking up before the sun rises and going home with the moon high in the sky, and he’s pent up and angry

he hasn’t had a chance to touch you, fuck you, love you for weeks now

you’re asleep when he leaves and asleep when he comes back, and he won’t wake you up because you need your rest as much as he does

General Shao has given him no breaks, telling him he needs to get better and better

it’s all because of those ridiculous Earthrealmers, and Reiko’s hand twitches at the thought of Raiden and his magical amulet

how was he meant to defend himself against something like that?

as Reiko approaches General Shao’s office, knocking on the wood and hearing his deep voice telling him to enter, Reiko steels himself for the onslaught of work Shao will give him

he’s surprised to hear General Shao tell him to take the rest of the day off, that he can go and relax and take a break since he’s been working so hard lately and that he’ll need his rest for the next mission General Shao sends him on

Reiko salutes General Shao and then hurries back home, desperate to feel your skin on his once again

he finds you in the kitchen, stirring something in a pot for dinner, and he grabs onto your waist, digging his fingers into your waist and burying his face in your neck

you let out a squeak, not expecting him back so soon, but you lean into his touch nonetheless, excited that he’s back so early

he leaves open-mouthed kisses on your neck, one hand going under your shirt and up your torso to grope at your tits

his other hand dips into your panties, rubbing slowly at your clit

you squirm in front of the pot, telling him that you have to finish cooking the food or it’ll burn, but he just mumbles into your skin that he doesn’t care and starts humping your ass

he can feel you growing wetter despite your weak protests and slides his fingers through your folds before slipping his fingers into your pussy

you let out a small moan, hands shaking as you try to put out the fire underneath the food so it won’t burn, and you put it out just as Reiko pulls his hands from your body and flips you around and pulls your head to his

he kisses you roughly, pressing his tongue against yours, and pushes you toward the dining table until your back hits the wood and you have to hop onto the table

when he parts from your lips, you pull off your shirt, and he takes off your pants, ripping your panties in half in his impatience

you complain, saying those were your comfiest pair, but he silences you with a kiss as he gropes at your tit, pinching your nipples harshly

he grinds into you, the rough material of his pants digging into your sensitive clit, and you can’t but whimper into Reiko’s mouth at the feeling and grip onto the back of his neck tighter

he reaches his other hand down and plays with your clit, flicking it back and forth before pressing into it with the pad of his thumb

you pull away from the kiss, throwing your head back as your hips jerk on the table and try to grind against his thumb

Reiko takes the chance to suck a hickey into your neck, hoping it’ll last a few days until he gets back from his next mission to mark you up some more

as he rubs your clit, he uses his other hand to pinch at your nipples roughly, pulling and rolling the nubs between his fingers until you’re crying

you grip onto him despite your tears and sink your teeth into his neck, and he groans in pleasure and pain

you scratch at his back, nails digging deep and leaving red angry marks on his skin, and he squeezes your tit hard enough to have you whimpering in pain

his other hand rubs faster at your clit, trying to get you reach your orgasm and have you soak his fingers, and you buck your hips against him as you get closer and closer to the edge

you cum with a whimper, sounds muffled by Reiko’s skin as he continues to flick your clit back and forth as you ride out your orgasm

finally, he pulls out his dick from his pants, eager to fuck you again

Reiko slides it along your soaked folds before thrusting in, not allowing you time to adjust as he starts fucking into you roughly, the wet slap of his hips meeting yours fills the room along with your moans and his grunts

he digs his fingers into your hips, hoping it’ll leave bruises, and you bite and suck at his neck, knowing that it’ll claim his as yours

as you both scratch and bite at each other, Reiko’s thrusts grow sloppy, and he reaches one of his hands down to pinch your clit

you cum with a high-pitched whine, your pussy clenching around his dick, and he groans and buries himself into you, shooting his seed deep into your greedy cunt

he kisses you, teeth biting at your lip and hand wrapping tightly around your waist, and he picks you up and brings you to the bedroom

he doesn’t break from your lips for one second, greedily tasting you as he throws you both onto the bed and keeps on fucking into you with his still-hard dick

he only pulls back to flip you on your knees and press his hand into your back forcing you into a deep arch as he fucks into your pussy

he slaps your ass hard enough to leave a mark, and he knows that every time you sit down in the next few days, you’ll be reminded of him

you fist the sheets, whines and whimpers muffled by the sheets as he angles his hips to hit that spot deep inside of you

he reaches one of his hands down, his other hand groping roughly at the bruised flesh of your ass, and rubs at your clit roughly

he tells you that you’re so tight around him, how he missed your tight wet pussy, that he’s going to mark you up all pretty and bruised

you whine at his words, tears dripping down on the sheets as the wetness from your pussy pools on the bed

you’re so close, reaching the edge of pleasure, and he can tell your close because he leans down to press his weight into you and bites your neck

you cum with a loud moan, hips rutting backward as he empties another load into you, and you can feel his cum leaking out of your pussy

you’re exhausted, body sore and ass red, but he’s still rocking his hips into yours, dick still hard despite cumming twice

Reiko slips out of you, and picks you up in his arms to the bathroom, and you admire the disheveled look on him

he rarely ever looks so crazed and feral being General Shao’s right-hand man, and you greatly enjoyed the moments where he lets loose and fucks you like a rabid animal

but this gentle side was nice too

he turns the shower on, warm water hitting your sore body as he adjusts you in his arms so your legs wrap around his waist and your arms go around his neck

he gives you long and deep thrusts, peppering your face with kisses and holding you much more gentler than before

he presses into the cold wall of the shower and grinds his pelvis into you, causing his hips to dig into your clit, and you whine at the contact

he captures you in a kiss, hands clutching onto you as he rocks his hips in and out of you softly

he pulls away briefly to mouth at your jawline and ask you to just cum one more time for him, please, he needs this so much

you whimper, and as he grinds into your clit one more time, you let out a small moan, resting your head on the shower wall as you cum on his dick one more time

he grunts and thrusts one more time and fills you up with cum, his dick finally going soft

he slips out of you and helps you put your legs down so you both can properly shower

he washes your hair carefully, getting every bit of dirt and dandruff out of your hair, and you carefully wash his face of his face paint, making sure none of it gets into his eyes

you turn off the water, and he hands you a towel for you both to dry off

the both of you get into bed naked and trace each other’s bodies, admiring the scratches and bite marks that you had given each other

you run your fingers through his hair, and he traces your body with his hands, memorizing over and over again the shape of your body

he doesn’t know if he’ll come back next time, and he always takes his time to make sure you know you are loved every time he has to leave

as you both fall asleep, you leave a prayer to the Elder Gods, praying that he’ll come home to you

[world0fmadness]

TOO MUCH

pelle “ dead ” ohlin x reader

♡ nsfw headcanons for overstimulation with pelle!

୨୧ someone requested this and i was like, y’know, this could actually fit into kinktober so i could knock to balls out of the park so yeah! i’m using less bullet points these days which might make a work seem shorter but this is 2k words so it is not! there’s just less bullet points <3

♡ requested by anon | part two of kinktober | view my metal masterlists here and here

reading music recommendations: a wind upon the open fields by jute gyt - dead angels by funeral goat

♡ overstimulating pelle is not a hard task to do at all… the man is so unused to pleasure, so unused to feeling good that nearly every time in your early dating days, when he was still very much getting used to the new activities and unfamiliar feelings, you would almost always accidentally overstimulate him during sex…

୨୧ wether it be trying to ride him right into a second round, not realising just how spent he is and how much of a head rush he has or grinding your hips down against his cock as his body lays on top of yours, not realising how much his arms ache from holding his weight up above you and how sensitive his cock is as it softens inside of you

♡ to put it very bluntly, pelle is extremely easy to overstimulate, he is incredibly sensitive even in the months after you take his virginity, it takes a long while for him to ever get used to sexual pleasure

୨୧ though one thing it took a while to get around to was oral with pelle! he had ate you out many times before, especially on your period, but whenever he was horny and wanted to receive sexual pleasure, he always just wanted to have full on sex, he always wanted to bury himself in your warmth and paint your insides with his cum, using your insides as a canvas for lewd art…

♡ but it is still pretty early after taking his virginity when he feels like having his cock sucked for the first time, when he finally lets you drop to your knees without pulling you up and taking your panties off, without wanting more, when he finally feels like doing something other then being cocooned in your warmth or lapping at your wet cunt like a starved man

୨୧ as usual, the time that he finally feels up to it is during the dead of night, when the sun is completely hidden from sight and only the moon is shining through the window of your shared bedroom in the band house! with you and pelle being the only ones awake, sitting on your shared bed together as you talk to him about whatever topic comes to mind whilst pelle just watches your soft lips move as you talk, watching as your pink lips jut out in an unknowing pout when you realise he’s zoned out, laughing softly when he quickly looks back up to meet your eyes with a slightly lustful look in his eyes, mumbling quietly to you when he realised he’s been caught staring at your lips

“ sorry… just… you have nice lips, i’m sorry… ” ( he only ever apologises this much to you, he is so damn terrified of accidentally creeping you out and scaring you off )

♡ pelle won’t tell you what he wants, definitely not! he’s still so shy with actually telling you, with actually admitting that he wants to feel good… but lucky for him, it isn’t hard to see when pelle is horny, you know him like the back of your hand and you see the want in his eyes clear as day, you see the slight tent forming in his ripped up blue jeans as he keeps his eyes trained downwards, it’s only when you ask him softly yet bluntly if he wants a blowjob that he looks up with wide blue eyes and a slightly gaping mouth, obviously still not used to how straight to the point you are, still not used to how eager you are to please him… and yet he lets out a shaky breath before nodding his head, quickly moving his body to sit straighter up against the wall at the head of the bed as you crawl down the springy mattress and kneel next to his legs, your eyes looking up to watch lovingly as he blushes a deep red, to watch as his pale hands rest atop his thighs limply, shaking slightly with… excitement? nervousness? fear? you think it might just be a mix of both!

୨୧ it’s only when you take your eyes off him, tilting your head downwards towards his crotch as your hands go to undo his jeans that he looks down at you, his mouth dropped open to release heavy and ragged breaths, pupils dilated and black almost completely taking over his blue eyes as he watches your hands unzip his fly before pulling both his boxers and jeans down his thighs, his fists clenching slightly atop his thighs at the feeling of cold air against his cock as it springs up from under his black cotton boxers, already rock hard and practically begging for relief as pre cum oozes from the tip, it almost makes you drool as you look at it, licking your lips to soften them up a little before leaning your head down and taking his cock into your warm and welcoming mouth

♡ the feeling is so… different for pelle, so unlike the feeling of being buried inside of your tight cunt, so unlike the feeling of his own cold hand wrapped around his cock those few times he ever jerked off, so unlike anything he has ever felt before… it feels so new but so good, causing him to immediately release a sharp and loud moan as you take him all the way into your mouth, allowing his cock to brush against the very back of your warm throat before licking back up to his tip just to repeat the motion over and over, bringing your hand up to stroke his cock as you go! pelle is a goner, it does not take a genius to see it as he throws his head back, accidentally banging it against the hard white wall with a thump but he doesn’t even register the slight pain to his skull, too overrun with pleasure as you suck him off, both of his pale hands rising from their place on his thighs and coming to hold your head, guiding your movements faster and deeper as his fingers tangle in your hair with an accidental roughness that makes you moan around him, the vibrations only giving him more pleasure as his mouth drops open again to release strings of deep moans and some desperate curses, even some quiet pleas for more, for you to take him deeper and for you to moan around him once more

“ please… please, keep going… feels so good… your mouth feels so good… fuck! ” ( you have no clue what he says in swedish, you think some of it might just be gibberish as his mind is wracked with pleasure but you can recognise some words as definitely curses )

୨୧ it doesn’t take long for pelle to cum, with your warm mouth only taking him deeper each time you slide your head down onto him, his hands tangling in your hair tighter and guiding you even faster which makes you quicken your hand movements at the base of his cock to match your head movements! pelle just cannot stop moaning as you go, letting out a jumbled mess of gasps and scratchy moans, his toes are clenching tightly in his white socks as he feels a coil in his lower stomach, a warm heat taking over his usually cold body as he shoots salty white ropes into your mouth, holding your head down to the base of his cock as his cum paints the back of your pink throat and panting heavily in between low moans as his knees jut slightly from pleasure… but you don’t pull your head off him when he loosens his hand from your hair and begins to stroke it softly instead, no, you keep going, you begin moving your head up and down once again as his upper body lurches at the feeling

♡ his vision becomes spotted and blurred as he feels you taking his sensitive cock deeper into your throat once again, swallowing his cum from around him as his mouth gapes open, loud and desperate moans echoing through the room and surely waking at least one of his band mates up through the thin walls but they must be too proud of pelle for getting laid to bang against the walls or yell because it never comes… but pelle never pulls your head off him, never tries to tell you to stop or make any indication that he doesn’t want you to keep going because somehow, he does still want the pleasure, even when the pleasure is beginning to mix with the slight pain of overstimulation, he wants it so bad… the mix of pleasure and pain is heavenly to him and he thinks maybe he might just be dying from pleasure when his vision begins to darken and suddenly, his mind is thrust into complete darkness as his eyes roll back into his head

୨୧ at first, you don’t even realise he passed out! you take the silence after that last deep moan as him being too deep in pleasure to even make another sound, you take his hands loosening around your hair as him not wanting to pull your hair and possibly hurt you…

♡ it’s only when you trail your eyes up his body, landing on his face that your eyes widen and you quickly pull your wet mouth off his cock and lean over him, finally noticing his rolled back eyes and red flushed face, finally nothing that he passed the fuck out from you continuing to suck him off after he came in your mouth once! you feel horrible as pet his cold cheek softly, quietly mumbling apologies and curse words towards yourself as you realise just how crazy this is, how you actually just knocked him out by sucking him off a little too much! you take the time of him being passed out to tuck his cock back into his boxers and brush some of his long blonde hair out of his heated face, simply laying flat on your stomach beside him as you nervously bite your nails and wait for him to awake from his sudden slumber, checking every couple of seconds that he definitely is still breathing, always beyond thrown off by how actually dead he looks when sleeping… this would look terrible on your record! killing your boyfriend by sucking him off to much? by accidentally overstimulating him? i mean, the thought would make you laugh if you weren’t so genuinely worried…

୨୧ when pelle does wake up, he is beyond confused about what happened, he almost thinks he was dreaming the whole thing as he sees his cock is tucked away in his pants and you are not leaning over him with that sultry look in your eyes as you look up at him with his cock in your mouth… at least he thinks it was all a dream until you squeak out an apology from beside him, looking at him with an apologetic look painted across your face whilst telling him how sorry you are and how you totally should’ve just stopped, quickly asking him if he wants any water or tea or really anything but shutting up when he slowly shakes his head, beginning to talk in a slightly raspy voice when you calm down a bit and quiet down

“ it’s okay… you didn’t do anything wrong, nothing… it felt good, just… too much… ” ( and it did feel crazy good to him! he felt like he was about to die from pleasure, what a dreamy way to go… but he does not want you to think that he was hurting or annoyed by you accidentally overstimulating him )

♡ it doesn’t take long for pelle to fully recover from his sudden loss of consciousness as his head begins to level out, feeling more and more less lightheaded as the seconds tick by! but he can see you’re still feeling a little guilty, he can read you so well and he just takes your hands to pull you over from beside him, pulling your body on top of his and moving his hands the back of your head to pull you down to meet him in an eskimo kiss, rubbing his boney nose against your as you settle on top of him, flashing a smile at you as you flash one back, moving your head to rest on his shoulder as he strokes your back whilst you talk to him, making soft conversation through the night as the moon watches through the window <3

[katsukikitten]

the second addition to a little series that will just be random moments in a bit of a chronological order? anyway enjoy sako and descriptions of drinks and desserts lmfao Sako is in his late twenties as is reader

Sako finds himself returning to this cute little dessert cafe just between territories. This is the only place that makes his latte perfect each and every time. He's noticed that it's only you who makes it right, finding himself in a bad habit of trying to sneak into the shop to see who's working.

Long fingers grabbing at the brass bell overhead to keep it from alerting the staff that normally had their backs to the door around this time. They'd be too busy focused on cutting the fresh sweet rolls and pastries into perfect sizes to freshen up the case.

Sako had seen an Instagram post from your cafe this morning about some purple iced coffee, dyed with what could be blueberry or taro just light enough to show off the moon and star shaped ice.

The post popped up just in time to give him a good enough excuse to return to your cafe so soon and Inugami did suggest that Kota “try talkin to her!”

Sako figured changing his coffee order counted.

Thankfully it's you behind the counter. Humming softly, apron strings amplifying your figure and suddenly Sako is swallowing thickly.

He noticed you the first time he came in, your customer service voice was bubbly and friendly and then when you laughed at something that bum ass coworker said, it was loud, unashamed and genuine.

Contagious as he found himself smiling down at his latte and swiss roll slice those few months ago and since then he's been back for more than just the perfect latte.

He should say something, should alert you that he's present and watching you. Humming along with the radio that plays overhead, setting some of the cakes on long platters. Rolls sliced perfectly, pastries dusted in powdered sugars and small personal sized cakes iced beautifully. Sweet puddings with colorful macarons gently tucked into the vibrant sweet.

He could watch you work methodically all damn afternoon and he was certain you wouldn't be the wiser.

But then the thought of any one else, of any other man, getting to stand where Sako stood taking in your most candid moments makes him grit his teeth.

“I heard you make cute ice.” His voice cuts through the silence and startles you, it's cute how you flinch.

Damn near jump out of your skin, almost lose the cookie you were placing in the sweet dessert. Slowly turning around with the plastered smile on your face that falters when you see him.

It's like he looks extra handsome today with the sun still flooding in behind him, making a halo of his ombre blonde hair.

He dresses like a businessman but you know he isn't, between the time of day he pops in, the way his eyes burn into your skin, the golden earrings he wears, how his knuckles are scabbed or bloodied and the bruise blooming on his jaw says otherwise.

But men had all sorts of hobbies didn't they?

“Sako.” You sound relieved that it's him but then it's like you've caught yourself, clearing your throat, “Ah, right? Sako-san?”

“Yea.” Is all he offers, the two of you staring at one another for a moment before you grab for the portafilter to pack with grounds, “Like the helpful fox on the cup.”

You go rigid for a moment, manicured finger hovering over the button to grind the beans with your back mostly turned to him. He doesn't see you open your mouth to utter your apology.

“No latte today.” He watches you deflate for a moment.

“Oh.” It comes out soft, dejected, shoulders hunching before you start to stand straight again. Turning around to give him a pinched smile you save for more of the rude customers “What would you like today sir?”

An odd feeling sits in your stomach, chasm yawning open in a heavy reminder that you didn't know this man at all. How could you? You knew his family name, not his given, and only because you have to ask in order to write it on the side of a fucking paper cup.

Almost pathetic of you to fall for a stranger and imagine that you'd know that he wouldn't like anything other than a latte.

“I wanna try this.” His voice brings you back to the moment, his phone held out in your direction with a drink you'd never seen before. You think you'll correct him, that this purple drink isn't served here until you glance down at the handle under the post.

That damn asshole posted the picture too soon, the owner said they wouldn't have the stuff on hand for another week aside from the ice.

Sako watches your face fall, watches your brow furrow and your pretty lips snarl. You look mad, furious even, as your eyes bore into the screen.

Kota thinks he likes it.

Just as quickly as it happened you collect yourself, full customer service mode.

“Aw Sako-san I'm sorry but that post was put up too early. We don't have the ingredients for it.” You make an apologetic face before you get an idea, “But maybe I can make you something else.”

You move to flip on hot water, stopping just before you hit the switch, “Oh your dessert?”

Jeans tight around your ass and thighs, shirt riding up to show off the small of your back as you pause on tiptoes as his eyes wander back up to your face as you're turning to glance over your shoulder to him.

A perverse thought enters his mind, one he struggles to push away as the answer sits on the tip of his tongue.

“You.” His answer slips out anyway, floating between the two of you as you wait patiently for him to finish his sentence, he blows air out of his nose playfully when his shameless flirting doesn't land, “You pick.”

Barely saving himself although you cannot tell a difference in his tone. Smiling as you begin to formulate a plan. Flipping on the kettle as you searched for something on the top shelf, grabbing for two jars. One filled to the brim with small dehydrated flower heads and the other a finely crushed dark blue powder. The final thing you disappear into the kitchen for, a small curse echoing around the space before you grab for the edible glitter.

In the meantime the kettle flips off before it screams, water the perfect temperature as the light turns green patiently waiting for your return.

Which you do quickly now with a glass teapot in hand, scooping out one teaspoon of those dried flowers. Soka can just see you scrunch your face as you ponder something before deciding to add another scoop.

The tea steeps into a deep and rich midnight blue as you work to pop the star and crescent moon ice from their molds. Refilling the brightly colored silicone before gently placing it back into the freezer, scooping what you've just popped into a glass.

Next is the sweetened milk, adding a bit of the blue pea flower and some of the edible glitter, stirring until it is a few shades lighter than the base tea will be. Steaming it to perfection before you first pour the steeped tea and then the milk on top to watch them meld into one another like a swirling galaxy.

Triumphantly you set it on the counter, ready to call his name before you pause as you realize you've forgotten his dessert.

Staring into the case for far too long, worried the drink will settle too much before you can get it to Sako san. Fingers twitching as you think of the flavor profiles, everything in there would be far too sweet and make the milk tea seem bitter.

Not to mention nothing would look aesthetically pleasing next to it anyway.

The drink was like a late summer night in the countryside where you could see the stars winking back and you. That's when it hits you, that experiment the owner wanted you to work on for the upcoming festival season.

“Oh I hope it's set!” You speak aloud, closing the dessert case door as you rush again into the back where the air was cooler to keep confections from melting. Hoisting open the walk in door with desperate pleas, “Please please please!’

Peeking to see if that dessert gelatin had finally set in their large round mold, anxiety prickling the nap of your neck as you tap one to see if it was ready.

It jiggles slightly in its container but nothing that indicates it could fall apart from just looking at it wrong which gives you some hope. Grabbing the single mold that sat next to the only other one you made before you blindly reached for a plate.

Without second thought flipping it over and it slides out looking as beautiful as you hoped it would, rushing to get it to Sako before the ice melted in his drink.

Setting them down in front of him giving him the service he normally dreaded but from you he wouldn't mind.

“A special dessert for a very special guest.” You giggle, holding the tray to your body when the bell chimes over head pulling your attention to the new customer that you greet. Turning to Sako before you depart, “It's like a taste of summer.”

He looks down at the perfect setting even down to the smaller details like his fork and napkin. The fork is one of those small golden three pronged ones, dainty with a scalloped handle, the napkin a dark blue that almost matches the drink and dessert before him.

He's never had a gelatin like this before, deep midnight in color, shaped like a cut in half sphere and the top of the globe had glittering golden and silver brusts of fireworks.

Kota will never understand how you made this so beautifully as he snaps a picture of the setting to post to his secret dessert account that had a cult-like following with no caption or tagged location.

He takes a sip of his drink first, the sweetness is just subtle enough that it doesn't over power the earthy lemongrass flavor and compliments it quite well. Refreshing and light despite it being a milk tea which was more known for their sugary flavors.

Next is the jelly, debating if he even wanted to destroy this work of art before he gently plunges his fork all the way to the base, sure to grab some of the whitish pink fireworks.

The flavor explodes on his tongue and he tilts his head back from his pleasure. Peach and lemon grass dance across his taste buds tied together with the softest hint of cream. He realizes the peachy flavor comes from the firework while the earthy profile comes from the jelly itself. You must have used butterfly pea tea for both.

To say Kato was impressed was an understatement, he'd yet to find anyone to make that tea taste like anything other than nothing or straight grass clippings. Yet here you were with your timers and steady hands crafting the most summery refreshing thing he's ever had.

His phone vibrates on the table, a notification on his latest posts as people ask where they can find the delicious dessert.

Sako replies to someone for the first time in the five years he's had his account.

I'm not sharing this one, she's my little secret.

[tossawary]

I do like the headcanon that it was Shen Yuan's teaching and tips that inadvertently helped Luo Binghe get through the Endless Abyss faster. Accidentally fucking himself over in a way because he cares for Luo Binghe too much is just sooooo him.

I do think there are other elements that may have helped Luo Binghe through the Endless Abyss faster. When I was making that post on a way that the heavenly demon seals might work, based on the implications in the quotes I was taking down, I formed the headcanon that the Black Moon Rhinoceros-Python in PIDW may have only partially broken the seal on Luo Binghe's demon side, potentially denying him full access to his powers and causing him pain and damage, until he could reach the Xin Mo sword and use its dimension-slicing powers to remove the last remnants of the seal. Whereas in SVSSS, Mobei-Jun, with his own special Endless-Abyss-summoning abilities, apparently ripped the seals off of Luo Binghe immediately and potentially more cleanly.

(Arguably, a sudden removal could be an even worse shock, causing a clash between spiritual systems, and causing even more pain and damage until the Xin Mo sword could be used to soothe the effects. You can come up with fun consequences either way, PIDW or SVSSS, to get the angsty headcanons that you want to explore!)

Anyway, I was thinking about the idea that... maybe SVSSS Luo Binghe making it through the Endless Abyss faster doesn't necessarily mean he's more powerful...?

Like, if we're imagining that Shen Yuan's teachings allowed SVSSS Luo Binghe to perform something like a speedrun to the Xin Mo sword (which is extremely funny to contemplate), then through sheer experience (a couple more years to cultivate/develop in the hellscape grinding level), it's not unreasonable to imagine that PIDW Luo Binghe exiting the Endless Abyss may have been significantly more powerful or at least significantly more dangerous than SVSSS Luo Binghe exiting the Endless Abyss.

(Although, even if both Binghes were the same power level, based on personality differences and goals, then Mobei-Jun's first encounter with SVSSS Binghe would be extremely different to his first encounter with PIDW Binghe regardless.)

I am currently enjoying the idea of SVSSS Luo Binghe almost immediately encountering Mobei-Jun upon exiting the Endless Abyss, having a rematch of their battle at the Immortal Alliance Conference, and then Luo Binghe losing that fight.

OP power levels are so arbitrary. I don't think it's unreasonable that even pre-ascension Mobei-Jun could (after getting pretty beat up himself, maybe) kick a young, undeveloped heavenly demon's ass. Just because Binghe has the Xin Mo sword doesn't necessarily mean that he knows how to use it. Mobei-Jun is at least 20 years older than Binghe, with potentially a great deal more training and battle experience in the Demon Realm, and depending on how you imagine his abyss and ice powers, he's potentially capable of some extremely dangerous and dirty tricks to preserve his own life.

So, like, let's say that Mobei-Jun manages to pull ahead in this fight, disarms Luo Binghe, and then throws the Xin Mo sword through a portal back into the Endless Abyss because he has no interest in keeping such a cursed thing for himself. He could just kill the seething half-demon on the ground in front of him with three broken limbs, before the heavenly demon heals up and tries to kill him again, but Shang Qinghua (who has been here THE WHOLE TIME) (who has been having a VERY BAD TIME trying desperately to stay out of the line of fire) (who didn't want to be in the Demon Realm in the first place when he's still trying to keep his cover, but he needed something for the Sun-Moon Dew Mushroom and Mobei-Jun to help him get it) Shang Qinghua says that Mobei-Jun can't just kill this boy for some reason. Holy shit, do not kill him! DO NOT! (It might break the fucking world, shit, what the fuck, what is happening...!)

And listening to Shang Qinghua has saved Mobei-Jun's skin on a number of occasions, so that's it! Apparently, he can't just kill this boy. Admittedly, he is mildly impressed by the boy's tenacity, but, like, the boy is obviously suffering poor effects from the sword's curse, may or may not be possessed by the Elder Dream Demon, and desperately wants to kill him. He's a fixer-upper, for sure.

So, like... now what?

[astroboots]

Hello! Why not a lil drabble where the husband thinks the worst every time the love of his life is a bit sick? I think it'd be funny to imagine Steven Grant worrying all the time and Marc Spector + the reader trying to reassure him 😅

Sick as a dog

Summary: You have a cold and Marc nurses you back to health.

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The insides of your throat feels like it's on fire. Your shoulders and back are stiff and your limbs ache.

The quilts lying by your feet is drawn up to your shoulders, and soft fingers come to the your cheeks, gently cupping your face.

"Love, are you sure you're okay? Maybe it's best I take you to the GP?"

Steven is biting his bottom lip with worry. He's been hovering and fretting over you since this morning when you woke up. Insisting on calling in sick to take care of you. (Something that is definitely going to get him in trouble judging from the screeching voice of his boss Donna that you overheard from the phone when he made the call from the other end of the flat).

You shake your head. "It's just a cold. no point. If I go there, they're just going to send me packing back home."

"Can I at least get you something to eat?"

Your stomach roils at the idea. Everything hurts. Your lungs feel like someone doused it in gasoline and lit a match and then left it in a barn filled with hay and in this imagery your body would be the barn. You don't think you can keep anything in your stomach.

You shake your head, burying your face further into the soothing coolness of your pillow as you close your eyes to it. "It's just a cold, just need some sleep," you murmur, and it only takes a handful of seconds before you feel the lightheadness of sleep try to claim you.

There's voices in the room. You think Steven is talking to you. He sounds so worried, and your chest aches when you hear him. But he keeps talking even as you're unable to answer him and you realise he must be talking to Marc. You don't know what he's saying and you're too exhausted to drag yourself from sleep to let him know that it's ok. It's just a cold. He doesn't need to worry, even if it feels like your body is going to burn away into ashes.

You wake to darkness. You don't know how long you must've been out with sleep. Is it already evening? Twisting your sore neck, you peer out over the room. The drapes have been carefully drawn shut, and for the wide window with no drapes, someone's done an impromptu fix, covering it with large bedsheets to block out the afternoon sun.

"How you feeling?"

You blink up at the voice. Brown eyes are staring down at you. Not Steven's big and wide eyes, instead they're narrowed and intense, but no less worried than Steven had been. Marc you realise.

A large hand comes up to your forehead and settles there. He grinds down on his jaw and you can see the tense muscle there flex as Marc's tight expression turn into frown. "Shit, baby you're burning up."

"It's just a cold and a fever," you offer weakly. Too tired to fight him.

His hand comes to your face, thumb smoothing over your cheeks, and it feels so good. It's soothing. Then he pulls away, and you find yourself chasing the doting touch, tilting your face up for him and nearly whine at the loss.

His hand pushes you back down by your shoulders, flat on the bed. "Stay down," he orders.

There's the din of clutter in some far away remote place of the flat, but you're too exhausted to turn your head to look again. Struggling to stay awake when the mattress dips next to you and Marc is there with a cup of water and an arsenal of things lying next to you.

There's two pills in the open palm of his hand, as he pushes the glass into your hand. "Drink," he orders, just as curtly as before. Mother hen to the core, but with none of the soft bedside manners of Steven.

You try to raise yourself in bed, and Marc's hand are quickly there, holding your arm and waist to steady you as you take a gulp. It hurts to swallow.

When you're done, he takes the glass from you, setting it down by the shelf for now, and then his hand comes to the hem of your shirt and starts to pull it upwards.

His fingers skirt over your ribs and it feels so pleasant, your whole back tingles with it until your face is awash with the gentle touch as you stare up at him in confusion.

"You're soaked in sweat," Marc explains, as he tugs it the rest of the way, leaving you naked waist up in front of him. Then he shakes his head, with a small amused smile tugging at his lips. "Get your mind out of the gutter, baby."

You can't help but laugh. How can you not, when Marc is smiling at you like that, eyes crinkling softly.

"Sit up," he instructs, a hand steady the small of your back, and then he brings a wet cloth to the expanse of the bare and sweat drenched skin there and wipes you down.

It feels like heaven. Soothing as the lukewarm wet towel wipes away at the cold sweat there, and you make a small and pleased humming noise.

"Yeah?" Marc asks. "That feel good?"

You don't even have words for him, you just nod, as his touch comes up to your sore neck, with a gentle thoroughness that makes a kaleidoscope of butterflies flutter in your chest.

He comes down to your stomach, and the front of your chest, wringing out the water in a basin until he comes back to massage at the tenseness of your aching thighs. The pain and soreness eases, the achiness melting away at his gentle touch until you unspool at the seam and can't do anything but lie against the mattress in a half-lucid puddle.

The quilt comes up to your shoulders and he tucks it beneath your chin, until you're like a folded burrito. "Get some sleep. I'll make you some soup you can eat when you wake, okay?"

He rises to leave, and your hand flings out to grab at his wrist and he stops abruptly. "Stay," you whine. It's selfish. You're probably going to get him sick. But you feel vulnerable and weak, and all you want is for him to stay here next to you. To feel his reassuring weight pressed next to yours. "Please?"

Marc looks down on you, and even though you must look something horrific. Nose stuffed with snot, eyes crusted and hair a matted and sweaty mess against your forehead, a zone of infectious disease, there's no hesitation as he drops back down on the bed and settles next to you. His arm wraps all around you, hand cupping the back of your head as he tucks your face into the nape of his neck.

"Thank you."

He turns, just enough for his mouth to brush against your clammy and disgustingly sweaty forehead and then he presses a kiss there.

"Get better," he whispers, and as his arms tighten around you, and you can feel his comforting warmth wrapped all around, you want to tell him that with him here, it already is.

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[stunning-eclipse]

So... DID and the Daycare Attendant.

I don't think I need to do an introduction to everyone's favorite Daycare Attendant, so I'm going to start this off with a description of DID and what it's like to live with it, because I in fact have it!

DID is a weird case. It's both easy and hard to live with. My alters have saved my life in some cases, and they've made me have some strained relationships as well. One moment I'm here, then one positive/negative trigger later and I'm gone and someone else is piloting this fleshy mech. I have around 20 alters, some with names, some unnamed, some fictives, some ordinary people. But funnily enough, I have two fictives that take after Sun and Moon (named Sunnydrop and Moon respectively). They're both friendly, at least Moon is nowadays, but they've been around for a long time.

A positive or negative trigger is whenever something happens that brings an alter to front. Music, games, voices, people, etc can all be triggers for an alter to front, as well as trauma or distress which are typically referred to as negative triggers. We'll get back to that later when we talk about the lights off and Sun and Moon's positive triggers.

So! How about we get into why Sun and Moon (and Eclipse) are positive DID representation!

Here's why the Daycare Attendant is a great representation of DID!

First off, I want to regard the whole "Moon is an evil alter" thing. While yes, we are led to believe that he is indeed evil, there are a few interesting things about him that still make him excellent as representation. Remember how I said my alter Moon is friendly nowadays? Yeah, well not all alters are friendly off the bat and they can be quite aggressive based on whichever trauma they are defending you from. My alter Moon defends me from my abandonment trauma and trusts no one, and therefore can get really aggressive and even violent towards people. Not all alters are going to be friendly, and while I'm not saying they'll just be murderous killers looking for the thrill of a hunt, they can be mean. Really mean.

Now I wanna get into the smaller bits. When someone with DID is going through a switch, it's not as easy as "oh well he's gone now say hi to this other guy." It can be that easy on occasion, but most of the time it is a slow and painful process. Migraines, fighting for control for minutes on end... just like how Sun and Moon react. Moon mentions his gears are grinding in his head when trying to hold off Sun, not only having a fight for control, but a migraine as well. We can also see Sun struggle with the same pain in the base game when you turn the lights off.

You can also tell the two know each other pretty well. Sun never refers to Moon by name, but it's very clear he sees him as a threat and has seen the stuff Moon has done while fronting. This is called co-fronting. When someone is still conscious and watching whatever the alter is doing while they're fronting, that's when they are co-fronting. And in Ruin, you can see they are co-fronting the entire segment. Moon also refers to Sun by name plenty, meaning they are both aware of each other and really aren't fond of not being in control of the body.

Their pronoun usage of we and us is also incredibly accurate!! When I'm dissociating, I will refer to myself as we and us due to not being the only one fronting and sometimes being unsure of who's actually in control in the moment. Sun seems to do that plenty whenever he's distressed, alluding to Moon being present or trying to front in the moment. And once Moon's positive trigger is used, aka the lights being off, he can finally assume control. It does seem like Moon has stress as another positive trigger due to Sun's usage of plural pronouns but that's more of a theory than anything concrete, so I'll move on.

Here's my favorite part... Man, Sun and Moon are very similar. Scarily so. When someone has alternate personalities, they will all share some minor similarities. Queen and I share the same germophobia, Sunnydrop and I are both artists, Moon and I both have social anxiety. Etc etc. In the case of Sun and Moon, they both are very energetic and can't stand still. They bounce side to side or move in very eccentric ways. They both have an innate need to clean up, showing a sign of hating things being messy. They both tend to laugh a lot, have similar vocal inflictions, and even growl their words (listen to Sun in Help Wanted 2, he growls so much.) They both respect not going behind the desk, and supposedly want the kids to be safe and well assuming Moon is indeed hacked and not evil from the start. They both rock the jester aesthetic too which, sure they're dressed like them but, they sure do act like clowns. In the end, the two are strangely similar outside of one of them being obsessed with killing you.

Finally... let's talk about Eclipse. Eclipse is a third alter and very similar to a fusion between the two jesters. Calm and collected, while also remaining protective and very clean-centric, Eclipse is... very clearly the "host" alter of the three. An alter that is a mixture of the others? Yeah, very clearly, he is the host, so the main personality that primarily controls the body. Meaning Sun and Moon are both alters, making Sun a positive friendly alter! Don't see those in media very often, huh? Also, the fact there's three of them makes me incredibly happy, I always see DID represented by just one alter present. But there's three! Not a realistic number by any means, but it's better than one.

So... yeah!!! That's my basic run-through of how the Daycare Attendant is a positive representation of DID! If I missed anything or if you guys have questions, please shoot me a message or comment and I'd love to answer questions! Thanks for reading if you did! We appreciate it!

[idrawfunkythings]

DCAtober24 Day 3: Googly Eyes

I won't be doing every day on the list (because I tragically have to do schoolwork) but I needed to get on the daycare attendant grind.

Words: 1,400+ Summary: It's arts and crafts time in the Superstar Daycare

A few nights ago, you’d found a large bucket of assorted googly eyes. More accurately, Moon had found them, and you’d had to wrestle them away from him before he could fly around the Pizzaplex and stick them on anything he could reach. Once you’d safely hidden them and smacked him with some plushies to get him to back off, you’d told him and Sun that you’d have to use them all soon so a staffbot wouldn’t accidentally chuck them all out.

And this morning, Sun accosted you the second you stepped inside with his genius idea of what to do.

He’d been beaming with excitement throughout his explanation. Apparently, they used to do puppet shows in the early days of the daycare, and as any jester would, he missed them. You’d helped him get everything set up while the kids had their lunch break - and of course been humbled when your nice clean setup was ruined by children squabbling over which sock they wanted.

As of right now, Sun is gluing googly eyes onto his puppet at the front of the room, entertaining the kids by pretending the puppet is real and trying to get away from him.

“Mr Squiggles, please let me put this on you!” Sun implores. The puppet shakes its head, one eye stuck on the fabric and the other in Sun’s nimble fingers.

“No! I don’t need eyes!” Mr Squiggles argues in a high pitched voice, before reaching up and spinning Sun’s rays. Sun gasps dramatically, making the kids giggle.

“Mr Squiggles! We do not touch our friends without asking them first!” He waggles a finger reproachfully. Samira cackles, ignoring her own pink sock puppet in favour of watching Sun. You take advantage of the distraction and pick up the dropped glue bottles and eyes off the floor, placing them back on the kiddy tables.

“Oh. I’m sorry, Mr Sun,” Mr Squiggles looks down sadly (or as sad as a sock could look). “I’ve never really had a friend before.”

Sun gasps again. “That’s horrible! I guess all of us will have to be your first friends!” He looks out at the other children. “What do you all think? Should we ask Mr Squiggles to be our friend?”

There’s a chorus of “yes” from the children, one of whom calls out “I’ll be your best friend!”. Sun smiles and pats the puppet with his free hand.

“See, Mr Squiggles? If you want friends, all you have to do is ask!” Sun gives him a smile. “Alright everyone, let’s make some sock buddies for Mr Squiggles!”

The kids jump back into their craft time, occasionally arguing over materials but mostly behaving. Sun flits around, and you mirror him, checking in on them if they’re struggling and offering help.

Willow, in her usual Garfield shirt and blue overalls, tugs your hand as you walk past. You squat down next to her. “What’s up?”

“Um…” she trails off, embarrassed. You give her hand a reassuring squeeze, and she points to the beginnings of a puppet. “Can you help me?”

“I sure can,” you tell her, kneeling on the floor to better get to the materials. “How can I help?”

Willow points to the yarn at the center of the table. “I don’t know how to make hair.”

You mentally breathe a sigh of relief at the fact she’s asking you to do something you know. “Oh, it’s a bit fiddly. What colour do you want?”

She points to her hair. “This colour.” So, red, is what she’s saying. You grab the red yarn from the center and start cutting off strips with the safety scissors in the middle (the only scissors Sun allows in the daycare). You show her how to stick the yarn on with the glue, and to hold down until it dries to make sure it won’t fall off.

About five minutes later, she’s gotten the hang of it and bats your hand away with an excited “I know it!”. You get up to go and see if anyone else needs help, but her hand on your knee stops you.

“Mmm? What’s wrong?”

She looks at you like you’re stupid. “Are you making a friend?”

“Oh.” You hadn’t planned to, but she appears very much like the idea of you leaving her side without a sock to call your own would be unacceptable, so you sit back down and shrug. “Are there any puppets left?”

The answer to your question is chucked in front of you. Sean, sitting at the other end of the table, giggles as you pick up the yellow sock from the floor. When you raise an eyebrow, he squeals and says “Cosmo did it!” and points to his puppet.

Willow points to the materials in the table. “Your turn now.”

You give her a smile and obey, gluing on buttons and googly eyes and paper arms in between scanning for any kids that need help. Sun doesn’t seem bothered by your slacking, so you take that as permission to continue while he jumps from table to table.

Since arts and crafts was scheduled at the end of the day, by the time you bedazzle your sock in a way that satisfies Willow the first few parents have arrived to get their kids. You stuff the puppet in the pocket of your pants and keep track of the kids while Sun hands them off.

The crowd dwindles, and before you know it it’s just you and Sun in the daycare. You stretch, leaning back on the security desk as Sun closes the daycare doors.

“I think that went well,” you say, not in a rush to gather your stuff. Sun claps his hands.

“So do I! They all seemed so excited to have a new friend to take home. Although….” his eyes narrow. “Sean has been blaming things on his, so I’ll have to keep an eye on him.”

You smile. “I could say the same for you.”

Sun gasps, and suddenly Mr Squiggles is on his right hand, his left now resting on his hip. “I’ll have you know, Mr Squiggles is a sentient sock, not someone to blame things on! He is a close friend.”

“Oh, I have one too, actually.” You fish around in your pocket to pull your own puppet out, and hold it out for Sun. “It’s just a shitty one, but-”

“Language,” Sun says automatically, but he takes the gift and looks at it. “Did you make this for me?”

You scratch the back of your neck awkwardly. “Yeah, just cause like, we’re always hanging out together, and you’re my friend, so-”

You’re cut off by Sun sweeping you into a hug. “You didn’t have to make me anything! Being your friend is gift enough for me!” Yeah, you expected him to say something cheesy like that.

He lets you go and slides the sock on his hand, beaming. The new puppet is yellow with red yarn stripes on the bottom, and yellow paper rays on the top, with pom poms and ribbons on the hands to look like bells. In all honesty, it looks like something the kids made, but Sun doesn’t seem to care.

“Thank you, Sunshine,” Sun says softly. “It’s not often we get gifts.”

You roll your eyes. “That one was for you. I’ll have to make one for Moon, or I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Sun tilts his head to the side and spins his rays once. You know that look - Moon was speaking. “I think I would have to agree with you.”

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Energy Update: August 2024

August is a “7” Universal Month [8 (August) + 8 (2024) = 16 – 1+6 = 7] in an “8” Universal Year. “7” is the number of the mystic or the Other-Traveller, and 7 months also tend to carry this energy. This is very in line with a month where the major astrological transits are Mercury’s third retrograde of the year.

The Set Up

We begin the month of August with the Sun and Venus in Leo, Mercury in Virgo, Mars and Jupiter in Gemini, retrograde Saturn and Neptune in Pisces, Uranus in Taurus, and retrograde Pluto in Capricorn. By month’s end, the Sun will have entered Virgo, Venus will have moved all the way through Virgo and onto Libra, and Mercury will have retrograded back into the sign of Leo.

The Nitty Gritty

All eyes are on Mercury who is deep in their pre-retrograde shadow by the beginning of August. Mercury will retrograde from 04° Virgo on 8/4 to 21° Leo on 8/28, so most of the month will be pre-occupied by this transit. This is THE big transit of the month; I have written in detail about Mercury retrograde here. Otherwise, we are in for a pretty standard month. We’re moving through the late summer signs, and things are heating up and slowing down. We need to keep an eye on our full moon in Aquarius with its multiple t-squares and the Venus-Mars square we will experience this month.

Our Sun is well placed in its home sign this month, but all of our other personal planets are out of whack in some way or another: Mercury is retrograde, Venus is in her fall, and Mars can’t make heads or tails of Gemini. This is going to show up in our world as all of us will be a little bit off track all month long. Step away from the grind, if you can, because you can’t get there from here right now, no matter what you do.

I’m trying something a little bit different this month and looking at our personal planet individually here – please refer to The Details section for specific dates and transits.

The Sun and Moon

As the Sun moves through Leo, it makes relatively positive aspects (sextiles) with the North Node and Chiron in Aries and a harsh square with Uranus in Taurus. Leo is our fixed fire sign and represents the true nature of the summer season—life gets slow and hot while the Sun transits the sign of the lion. We might as well make like cats and enjoy it. Leo can sometimes be known for laziness, but it is better viewed as a conservation of energy. Move when you have to this month, surely, but don’t be afraid to take a long nap in the heat of things. Things will not move quickly this month – you will not miss out if you step away from the fire for a bit of well-earned rest.

Both of our lunar events involve our Leo Sun and carry a lot of heat and pride. Beware of your ego, and remember to share the space in your life with those you care about. Our month begins with the Sun in exact aspects with our lunar nodes on the Aries/Libra axis – this is a check-in with the greater theme we’ve been experiencing around individuality versus dependency. Leo – especially in its more immature forms is so egoic that they may immediately side with Aries and their independent streak, but there’s a deeper stream at work here. Leos are pack animals; they function best when they have found their pride. Part of that is putting yourself aside and understanding how you fit into the bigger picture. This theme will run through both our Leo new moon and our Aquarius full moon.

Our new moon on 8/5 at 12° Leo is a good day to have a good day. It is not heavily aspected – the Sun and Moon will be in a wide sextile to Jupiter in Gemini, which certainly is encouraging, and that’s really it. It carries with it the energy of 1 and 8.

5 (Leo moon) + 5 (Leo Sun) = 10 = 1+0 = 1. 1 (Leo new moon) + 7 (August 2024) = 8.

Note here that “1” is the number inherent in ALL Leo new moons – they are always a good day to be yourself and to start over. (See above how Leo loves Aries, sign #1) “8” is the number for the Leo new moon in August 2024. “8” is also our number for the year; “8” years take us on a roller coaster ride of ups and downs. But what goes down must come up, and what goes up must come down. This is yet ANOTHER indication that 8/4 is a great day to change where you are in that equation. This is a new moon that you can use to rebalance your life – note here that “8” is also the number of Leo, and the Strength card (traditionally shown with a lion) is the card associated with the sign. Any work done with the number 8, the ouroboros, or the Strength card will be augmented by this energy.

On the other hand, our full moon on 8/19 at 27° Aquarius is our glaring warning sign for the month. The Sun and Moon will form a harsh fixed t-square with Uranus in Taurus that will be further aggravated by retrograde Mercury closely conjunct with the Sun and a secondary mutable t-square between Jupiter in Gemini, Venus in Virgo, and retrograde Saturn in Pisces. T-squares are always worth noting because they create a lot of tension on the “hinge” planet (in this case, Uranus for our fixed t-square and Jupiter for our mutable). Something is bound to give. And when it does, it’s likely to be explosive.

Uranus isn’t known for its stability (it erodes/corrodes everything it touches, much like its namesake), and slow-moving Taurus becomes a ticking time bomb with bull.exe on the back end.

Sometimes, Uranian fuses are duds. That’s how unpredictable Uranus is. I want you to understand that I am not trying to incite fear or panic—we are talking about astrological weather reports here. Uranus puts explosivity in play. Whether the card gets drawn is not up to us—not really, not when Uranus is involved.

This is to say that if you have control over it, avoid things that have the potential for explosions on and around the full moon in August. Let’s be real here – we all get a little bit loony around the full moons, and tempers get high. We all know somebody who worked in healthcare or retail and has horror stories about how the public acts around a full moon. This one is likely to turn the dial up to 11. I would avoid the interstates and political protests and stay out of the way of any wall clouds – you know, if you can. Sometimes, you don’t get a choice. If you have to do it, bring protection and have a backup plan.

The full moon carries 4/2 energy.

11 (Aquarius Moon) + 11 (Aquarius Sun) = 22 = 2+2 = 4. 4 (Aquarius full moon) + 7 (August 2024) = 11 = 1+1 = 2.

All Aquarius full moons carry “4” energy, which may stabilize things slightly. One can hope. This one also has “2” energy – it’s a good day for movement magic of all kinds. Use the energy of the number 4 to stabilize something in your life – perhaps charge a pyramid-shaped crystal with energy or put something within a box to be contained and built upon. The energy will be high and chaotic, so be prepared to ground it out if you draw in too much. There’s a lot to use with this lunar energy, but it could easily overwhelm you. Watch out, especially if you are prone to mania, and practice your care routines early and often.

The Sun’s entrance into Virgo will be uneventful, as always. This will ultimately help – I think – but we’re going to have to get there in September.

Mercury

Retrograde. Read my report.

Mercury is retracing its steps back from the beginning of Virgo through the last decan of Leo for most of the month. Expect your life to go in a different direction as well. This echoes the energy of Mars in Gemini and can be applied liberally to some wild side project that you never have time for. The entire three-week period of Mercury’s retrograde is highly liminal. This is our third cosmic do-over of the year—you might as well use it.

Venus

She’s moving fast and will pass all the way through the sign of Virgo this month and enter her home sign of Libra. Virgo is the sign of her fall so expect to have to mellow the harsh in yourself and ignore it in your Others. I know – this is the hardest work we ever need to do. It’s not personal when Venus is in Virgo; she just…doesn’t quite know how to be nice. This isn’t a super pleasant addition to our month, but it is business as usual and happens once a year – often during Leo season. It’s hot. We are all going to grump a lump about it.

Venus in Virgo will square Mars in Gemini on 8/22, so watch yourself and how you interact with your loved ones around this date. Do you need to be that critical? Can you just show up and support them instead of telling them what to do….again?!? This is breakup weather because both people involved in the conflict will need to bend to truly make amends. Both Gemini and Virgo – ruled by Mercury – can learn and grow from these types of conflict. The question is: can you?

It is LEO season (mostly), so the way out is through your heart. If you can get out of the collective flow and back into your own heart, you will likely be kinder, and that kindness will (almost always) ripple out into the world around you. You can experiment with carrying rose quartz with you to counter the harshness of Venus in Virgo or practice breath work involving the heart center. A technique that I find helpful is to breathe love from the universe into my heart on my in-breath and then breathe love to the universe out of my heart on my out-breath.

This will lighten the minute Venus enters her home sign of Libra on 8/29.

Mars

Mars is chugging away in Gemini, a sign that he is poorly placed. Mars wants to keep moving toward its current target, and Gemini is full of side quests and back roads. This indicates that no matter how hard we work, we’re not getting places this month. You might as well just accept that now and turn your attention towards things that aren’t so focused. Mars in Gemini can focus right now, but not for a long time.

Hold until you need to do it, and then get it done.

Mars in Gemini has a tiny bit of the feeling of Mercury retrograde (especially Mercury retrograde in Virgo), so if you do need to put in the work, do it in a roundabout fashion. Get really creative. Points for thinking so far outside the box that nobody can follow your path but still get it done. Mars in Gemini strongly supports deep exploration of topics – this is the special interest zone for sure. This energy also supports writing a completely reckless first draft (like not of the manuscript you are supposed to be working on).

Mars will conjunct Jupiter at 16° Gemini on 8/14 and then square retrograde Saturn in Pisces two days later on 8/16. Don’t expect the roads to be clear. Things are not what they appear during this time. If you get a break on 8/14 – take it right then. By 8/16, it either won’t be there, or it won’t be what it seemed to be. Luck may swing wildly during this time.

Watch out for anger when Mars squares Venus on 8/22 – it won’t last long, but it is likely to be biting.

The Nitty Gritty

8/1 – Sun in Leo trine North Node in Aries/sextile South Node in Libra 8/2 – Venus in Leo square retrograde Uranus in Taurus 8/3 – Mars in Gemini sextile North Node in Aries/trine South Node in Libra 8/4 – New Moon 12° Leo, Venus enters Virgo 8/5 – Mercury retrogrades 04° Virgo 8/7 – Sun in Leo sextile Jupiter in Gemini 8/8 – Retrograde Mercury conjunct Venus 03° Virgo 8/14 – Retrograde Mercury enters Leo, Mars conjunct Jupiter 16° Gemini 8/15 – Sun in Leo trine Chiron in Aries 8/16 – Mars in Gemini square retrograde Saturn in Pisces 8/18 – Sun conjunct retrograde Mercury 26° Leo, Retrograde Mercury in Leo square Uranus in Taurus 8/19 – Full Moon 27° Aquarius, Sun and Moon square Uranus in Taurus, Venus in Virgo square Jupiter in Gemini, Venus in Virgo opposed retrograde Saturn in Pisces, Jupiter in Gemini square retrograde Saturn in Pisces 8/22 – Sun enters Virgo, Venus in Virgo square Mars in Gemini 8/23 – Retrograde Mercury in Leo trine Chiron in Aries 8/24 – Retrograde Mercury in Leo sextile Mars in Gemini, Mars in Gemini sextile Chiron in Aries 8/27 – Venus in Virgo trine Uranus in Taurus 8/28 – Mercury stations direct 21° Leo, Venus in Virgo opposed retrograde Neptune in Pisces 8/29 – Venus enters Libra, Venus in Libra trine retrograde Pluto in Aquarius

As always, how you perceive astrology will be unique to YOU. If you'd like to know more about how you fit into this puzzle, you can purchase a natal birth chart from me here. I also offer personalized transit reports, Synastry/Relationship reports, and Planetary Election consults. I also sell cemetery art and love tips.

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Cancer Season For All Signs (Part 2)

Thought I’d leave the other signs waiting for too long? Well, here I’m back to deliver the rest of this monthly prediction for the signs.

As previously mentioned, Cancer season is now upon us till August 16th! We will be focusing our energy towards the aspects of our lives that are related to our home, mothers, domestic comfort, vehicles, roots, and inner world.

This transit will have a particular effect for each Ascendant/Rising sign during this time, but please make sure to also take a look at your Moon as well.

Note: All of my astrology post are sidereal calculations!

Libra

During this month it's all about your career, profession, public appearance, reputation, fame, grandmother from paternal side, and/or in-laws. If you've been waiting for your moment to shine at work, starting a new business, launching a brand, or even posting more often on social media then your time has arrived. Venus will be making you seem more attractive than usual to those outside of your every sphere, people at work, and even strangers online/offline. You might already been feeling like being out more often, uploading more pictures, getting prettier for work, or simply in a mood to be seen. If not, then by all means start grinding the gears towards that direction. Promotions and gains from work will be more likely to occur during this time, so don't shy away from using all this energy to take try and escalate the corporate or work ladder. There will also continue to be an increased on sudden shocking truths being revealed. You might unexpectedly experience a loss that might shake you or leave you feeling wounded, be it from a financial aspect or someone whom you cherished (not necessarily death). You will be protected if any harm comes your way, so just focus on processing it all in the best way possible.

Scorpio

Traveling, higher education, beliefs, cross-cultural relationships, and spirituality will be taking the front lines until the Sun moves to Leo. You will be feeling more keen to spending on these matters than in any other month. There might also be the possibility for you to have a special encounter with a foreigner, be it in the form of a friend, a spiritual teacher, romantic partner, or an individual that is spends surrounded by books/universities/etc. Don't be surprise if you find yourself traveling a lot during this time as well, be it locally within your own country or to other countries. You will be feeling more introspective than usual, and that's saying a lot since you Scorpio's are already this way by nature. Perhaps you've been questioning some big things in your life lately, and now actively seeking answers for them. Well, I'll be the one that to tell you that which we seek is often looking for us as well, and it might find you sooner than you think. The universe is pulling you towards exploring the ways in which you've held your values, morals, and spirituality more than ever. It is time for you to reassess how aligned to your higher purpose you've been feeling, and making the necessary tweaks to follow that path rigorously. This would also be a good time for you to visit temples of any sort, learn a new language, study for any exams, and to reconnect with your inner flame. If your mother or childhood home is faraway from where you are currently, then perhaps you'll be traveling there to spend more time together. This is the time to nourish your connection with the divine and connect with motherly figures that make you feel safe, loved, and protected.

Sagittarius

Things are about to get wonky and mystical for your during this season, so get ready! It's almost like experiencing Halloween during the middle of summer. Your interest for the occult, mystic, and all spooky things will be at all time high. You're being called to transform and transmute during this time Sagittarius, and this will imply experiencing some inner darkness or old skeletons coming out of the closet. Now, as long as you maintain your usual positive and curious mindset then it will just be slightly uncomfortable yet needed experiences. There will also be an increase in your savings, and this could come from joint assets (if you're married) or in general others wanting to splurge a bit on you. You will be feeling a bit more pampered than usual, which is great because I know that work and health could be of some concern. If you're exercising and keeping a good health check on your body, then no worries about any illness, but be mindful of possible accidents occuring so don't go THAT hard on the gym or extreme sports. Any time that you choose to spend learning about occult practices, finances, and even secrets that you might feel keen of hiding for whatever reason, will be of importance to you during this time. If there's any information that has been kept from you then during this month it will be revealed as well. Do not be surprise either if you're feeling more keen to quite literally merging with someone else *wink wink* or exploring things in the bedroom that before were not so appealing to you. Others will feel you more magnetizing than ever, so be ready to be approached by all sorts of people, including the not so regular ones.

Capricorn

Love has its sight on your, Capricorn. You're one of the signs that people usually assume is very disconnected from romance, but in reality your muted outward expression is often matched with a deep intensity of feelings within. You've been wondering for a while when the plot with romance would get interesting, and well, the universe is putting partnerships on the center stage for you. In general, you and others around will be in an energy of sharing. All sort of relationships from all different levels will be at play during this season, and its not the time for you to play the nonchalant card anymore. Venus going through your 7th house is saying that its time for you to enjoy the beauty of interacting with others through creativity, joy, love, and anything that brings pleasure. In terms of business, you will also be having more interactions with your clients than ever and there might be some coworkers who catch your eye or vice versa. The universe is tired of how often you want to play safe when it comes to relationships, and the its truly flipping the table around with zero f*cks. You have been encountering all sort of situations that are pushing you out of your comfort zone, and even interest in people or activities that were never appealing for you before. The key behind ensuring that these interactions will be worthy of your time and energy is to have a soft approach to them. Trust your intuition with how you feel towards those that are close to you at the moment, regardless of the type of relationship. Nourish your closed ones and allow them to make you feel valued, heard, understood, and deeply loved. You deserve it!

Aquarius

All right, someone said "it's all about my hot summer body" for this season and we love it. The highlight for your during this time will be about your health, wellness, work, routine, business, job, pets, and even enemies. It seems like you've activated the gears within you and have been putting all that soft and nurturing energy towards your body lately. If you haven't already started a self care routine for yourself, then don't worry, you're still on time to start! The universe wants you to prioritize investing your energy on matters that will allow you to feel more structured, organized, and focused, which is exactly what Saturn (your chart ruler) loves to do. You might be feeling like adding a touch of beauty, harmony and aesthetics to your work and routine. Yeah, I see the little decorations you're adding to your desk or work space, and that's exactly what you should be doing. Don't be surprised if coworkers are looking at you a little too hard during this time around as well. Your mind, body, and spirit are calling you to give it some deep love during this time, so any activities that aids you towards bringing a deeper alignment of these three aspects will be highly beneficial for you. If your stomach has been acting up more than usual, then please start taking into consideration drinking tea or any natural option that is connected to your cultural roots. There has been A LOT of pressure and weight placed on your shoulders Aquarius, and if you don't counter all of that with care towards your wellness then it is likely you might suffer some sort of illness this time around that leaves you stuck in bed for a bit. Remember, you only know how much you love breathing until your nose is clogged and you can't stop coughing.

Pisces

Fun times are coming around for you, Pisces! There will be a focus on romance, love, play, creativity, self expression, children, learning, etc. You have been really focused on yourself since December of last year, and this is not by coincidence. A lot of wounds, spiritual awakenings, shady people have been running into you, and this has definitely been quite exhausting, but I'm here to tell you that it's not all work and no play. During this Cancer season you will be feeling more relaxed and seeking situations that put a smile on your face. It could be that life have dampen your mood lately, but it will be balanced out during this time if you're willing to put energy towards activities which encourage your creativity and self expression. There might also be a special highlight on romantic relationships since Venus is transiting the house of romantic affairs, and you if you're open to it, you're likely to encounter a lot of people near you who are interested in developing a connection. It doesn't mean it will be long term, but it can be a fun, unusual and exciting one. Be wary of gossip from others though! Jupiter is going to keep on expanding communication, hobbies, and short traveling so you will have the chance during this season to shine brightly in your community. You might even develop an interest or put a focus towards politics/government, if you haven't already, or perhaps developing your education further in somewhere that feels like home to you.

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Cherry Wine: Eloise x Cressida. 🦢🕊️

Description: ‘Bridgerton Dynasty takes a blow as a 200 year old winery explodes in south London.’ (Modern AU.)

Pairing: Cressida Cowper and Eloise Bridgerton

Warning: Arguing, Biting, swearing.

“If this was the Mondrich’s, I will rain hellfire upon them.” Collin bellowed, clips of a former Bridgerton winery in the outskirts of London a blaze. Screaming commuters, the firefighters working to rescue them.

“We can’t just throw accusations at the Mondrich’s.” Kate countered, her arms crossed and tight against the arms of her suit jacket. Stood firmly behind Anthony’s chair. The oldest sibling simply taking in the facts and flips through a ream of papers.

“A lot hinges on whether we believe this is a mandated move from the Harper family or we believe it's something else. Right now our best plan of action is damage control, then pointing fingers.” Cressida sighed, hands flat and firm against Eloise’s desk.

“Who else would benefit so much from a move like this? We’re at the height of our industry.

The Mondrich’s want our place.” Colin argued.

“We can’t be sure of anything without an investigation.” Anthony voices, “I want mother as far away from this as possible.” Kate's hand falling to his shoulder in support. Which he gladly received, placing a kiss upon her palm.

“When it's Eloise, you have to be really fսcking sure.” The Blonde sneered, her fingers flexing upon the wood.

“You're getting divorced.” Penelope stated as a matter of fact. Frittering away with writing a media response about the incident.

“No, we're not.”

“Eloise says your marriage is over.” Colin tagged on, leaning down to read yet another article on the incident.

‘Bridgerton Dynasty takes a blow as a 200 year old winery explodes in south London.’

“Have you ever been married?” Cressida snapped, the sullen look upon her face akin to all other worldly horrors.

“What the fuck was that?” Eloise frowned, pushing the office doors harsh against their hinges. The slam of metal on concrete echoed and flinched at the skin of the lookers.

“An indiscretion.” Cressida wages, the only one to meet Eloise’s gaze only to shine beneath the wrath. A moon to planets which worshipped the sun. Unwavering, unforgiving, unforgettable.

“And what the hell am I to tell the press? Sorry My Wife snuck out and called the Mondrich’s? And then lied to me about it?” Eloise argued, the tension clear by the ridgid plains of her shoulders. The joints jostled up and down, grinding her will.

“Everyone really has to stop saying it's the Mondrich’s. It wasn't Mondrich’s.” Kate deadpanned, picking lightly at the name.

“Well who the hell was it then?”

Colin shrugged, “ask your Ex-Wife” there was an emphasis on the former.

Eloise could merely gape at the prospect, her rage simmering as the door creaked open - a polite yet unnecessary knock followed.

“Basset industries on line 4 for you El” Gregory states his head edged round the door - shielding.

Eloise worried her lip, fingers drumming against the bones of their hips and gaze settling upon the telephone. Most importantly the bright red light that indicated someone waiting.

“Let it ring out.” Cressida deadpanned, as though she didn’t give a damn if Eloise listened to her or not.

“I can’t just—-“

“Don’t pick up Eloise.” Cressida ordered, Anthony’s hand coming to grab Eloise’s placing down the phone as she scowled at the blonde.

“Sister, Simon will walk, back nothing.”

Anthony stated, capturing Eloise’s attention. “If you're concerned, I urge you to speak with Daphne, she clearly has a great deal of influence over our benefactor.”

“Finally someone with a helpful insight, thank you brother.” Eloise stated, head and palms turned to the ceiling as though finding a religion could have them now. She couldn’t help but feel envious of those with a faith, gods, planets, partners… just something to lay trust in, to soften the blow. Her hands worked down to land at the waist. “Let's just try our best to spin this shit show, thank you everybody.”

“Excellent, I’ll have Gregory call Simon first thing in the morning.”

“I’ll call Daphne before then.” Eloise promised, her eyes turned in frustration towards Cressida; a silent demand that they stay put as everyone shuffled papers and took their leave around them.

“I’ll write to Francesca, see how our position in Scotland is farring. Benedict is on the first flight back from Paris tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you Pen.” Eloise sighed, exasperated as her old friend moved around the table. A comforting hug to her right shoulder as Colin held the door for them.

“Good evening everyone.” Kate bid her farewell, grasping Anthony’s hand as everyone else left the room.

The door was barely closed when they spoke again. “As soon as this shit is over, get on some plane and not be here.” Eloise demanded, simply too tired to argue further. That’s all they seemed to do now, argue with one another.

“You’re looking good. Darling.” Cressida complimented charmingly, a hand finding rest within her back pocket as she poured a glass of vodka across the room.

Eloise rolled their eyes flopping down in a chair, “That's because nobody here lets me eat a carbohydrate.”

“Well, it's working.” The other woman smirked, leaning back against the bar cart observing.

“I'd rather be dead.” Eloise complained lifting her legs onto another chair, flexing her feet within the heels.

“I will bring you soup tomorrow.” Cressida started walking towards them, handing off the vodka before gently lifting their legs into her lap and sitting down.

“Cressida.” Eloise warned as the other woman gently eased the heels off.

“Shhh.” Cressida hummed, her thumbs working at the soles of Eloise’s feet.

“Jesus Christ.” Eloise groaned, attempting to pull her foot away, only to give up frustratedly when Cressida refused to let go. Her hand wrapped tightly around Eloise’s ankle.

“You have so thoroughly fսckеd with my head, I can't do my job if you are within a 100-mile radius.” Eloise flopped back, a hand dragging up across her head, taking to fallen pieces of hair between their fingers.

“I don’t see how you being unable to do your job is my problem, dear.” Cressida shrugged innocently, kissing the metatarsals of Eloise’s foot.

“You called the press Cress, you got a target list. It's not a panic move. It was a premeditated dіck move.” Eloise argued.

“It was effective.” She mumbled against Eloise’s skin.

“Making our ally look like a fuckwad in front of his boss is not the only way out. Is it really the first thing you tried?” Eloise asked leaning forward to nudge Cressida with the glass.

“It was like the 80th.” The blonde stated, retrieving vodka and taking a sip.

“And if it doesn't work?”

“You have a plan.”

“This was a move. It's not the final destination.” Eloise argued, allowing the older woman to tip the glass against her lips.

“My father is thinking of resigning.” Cressida sighed, using her thumb to catch a fallen droplet at the side of Eloise’s mouth before leaning back her hand running up and down their legs soothingly.

“God you’re like a bad fucking penny.” Eloise groaned, stretching out further, her skirt sitting in the most awkward position but she was comfortable.

“They want you to replace him.”

“What?” Eloise asked in horror, jerking her legs towards herself.

“He's a big boy. He dropped the ball. You picked it up.” Cressida defended her hand held up as the brunette began pacing the room.

“You did this” Eloise accused, the stress visibly crawling down from her shoulders and she twisted miserably. “All your meddling, you were making problems because you knew I’d feel compelled to fix it!”

“I made him look like an idiot. It was a dіck move. Was it the wrong dіck move? I lack experience.”

“No, you don't. I lack experience in this role, I panicked and did what you would do because it's the first thing that popped into my head.” Eloise argued, crouching over to grasp her knees. “I’m going to be sick.”

Cressida sighed, leaning down from her chair to meet Eloise’s gaze, “have you eaten anything today?”

“No.” Eloise grumbled, Cressida's gentle hand upon her back being an irritating comfort.

“Come on. Up.” The older woman demanded, tugging Eloise’s waist. “Come on baby.”

“I just need, like, a yoghurt. She argued weakly, leaning back against her wife… ex wife?

“I'm not getting you a fսcking yoghurt.” Cressida laughed, guiding her towards the staff kitchen. “Okay.” The blonde breathed, as she opened up the fridge. Pulling Eloise up close to look in too. “fսck, look at them tarts.” She swore appreciatively.

“Is it cheese?” Eloise asked, reaching forward to grab the treat.

“No, no.” Cressida barked smacking Eloise’s hand gently before passing her a different tart, “Atleast get one that's already started.

“This one's started.” Eloise mumbled as she took a massive bite.

“Unbelievable.” Cressida whispered, shaking her head as she bent down and took a bite of the same tart. “Mm! Oh, my God.”

“Right?” Eloise grinned, brushing the crumbs of pastry from Cressida’s shirt.

“fսck. I'll grab some cheese.” Cressida stated as Eloise walked around the island to find some wine.

“Get some of that spinach stuff too.” Eloise shouted bent to get the vintage she wanted.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”

“Did you get it?” Eloise asked as she walked back towards the older woman, Cressida’s arms piled with food.

They moved effortlessly in the kitchen, one passing items to the other, cleaning each other’s mess. All those years of friendship and intimacy were clear as fresh water.

Eloise ached for it.

“You know the wine cellars in this house are older than some nations” Cressida smirked, reading the label of the wine as Eloise offered it up to her for a decision.

“I didn't.” The other woman smiled simply enjoying the inner workings of Eloise’s mind, full of random facts and observations.

“Bottled history. Some are rancid,” Eloise jokes, Cressida snatching the bottle from her and walking away from the kitchen.

“Make yourself useful and bring the stemware.” She shouted back over her shoulder.

They made it back into Eloise’s office, Cressida waltzing ahead with their hoard and laying it out on the coffee table. Unbuttoning the first three buttons of her shirt and removing her jacket to roll the sleeves, meticulously filling the wine glasses as Eloise flopped down on the couch.

It was times like this, Eloise struggled to distinguish between the two. The Cressida she married and the one she’d dealt with the last six months, the tyrant, meddling… work Cressida.

Cressida Cowper. Not Bridgerton.

They were separated. They worked together.

“So listen.” Cressida started clearing her throat and handing her a glass. “I threw you under the bus, but I think it worked.”

“I'm so relieved, oh mighty saviour!” Eloise rolled her eyes, “how ever can I repay you?”

“You gotta fսcking get over it Lou. We're a great team. You may not see that right now, but I do. We are great together. Shit, don’t look at me like that. I'm trying to say something, so let me. I don't know how you're gonna take it and I don't wanna make you uncomfortable. You don't have to... What I'm trying to say is, I need you.”

“I know. I feel it too.” There’s a sickening look of hope thrown Eloise’s way, the kind she’d so often fallen prey to. “But I can't think when you're in the same room, Cress. I can barely breathe, us working together just proves time and time again we can’t do both. This isn't something that we can act on. Today was the perfect example, you’re too defensive, you interfere. I can’t do my job properly when you’re already two steps ahead paving the way… I’ve… I’ve got to do it alone. You can’t always save me.”

“We can salvage this.” Cressida admits grasping Eloise’s hand within her own.”Buttonhole Basset as soon as he arrives and you talk him out of the lunch with the Mondrich’s. At the very least out of the photo op with him and Will side by side like some dark acid flashback of the road to Mondrich’s.”

“You need to leave.” Eloise groaned, the grip on her skin, burning.

“Eat something. You've been bottoming out.”

“You made an inappropriate outreach to the press and accused a family with whom we have no diplomatic relations. You made an investigation exponentially more difficult. You still have clothes in my closet and I... I can't think straight or analyse information or provide objective counsel. I am begging you Cressida. Go.” Eloise argued, cheese tart crumbling at the side of her mouth.

“Eloise. Lou. Let's talk about it.”

“We’ve done enough talking Cress, Jesus Christ, eight months in therapy and we still ended up here. If we talk any more surely we’ll run out of syllables.”

“I can't leave. I'm so sorry Eloise.”

“I don't want to hear this shit anymore!” Eloise frowned, brushing off her skirt.

“You can't divorce me.” Cressida declared as Eloise stood to pour herself a glass of water, the wine seemingly already clouding her head.

“Oh get a bloody grip! We decided that months ago.”

“Eloise, my father is going to resign. They want you to replace him. We can't be divorced.”

“Close your mouth.” Eloise whispered, unable to meet the other woman’s gaze.

“Turn your head.” Cressida counted, her warmth suddenly against Eloise’s back and grasping her hand. “This is it, the empire we have always dreamed of. Bridgerton and Cowper… together.”

It had been a long time since they held hands. Eloise remembered the beginning, Cressida’s powerful, warm hands swallowing hers up, kissing her knuckles when no one was looking.
 They held hands when they were married, that afternoon in the courthouse, a clandestine ceremony weeks before they told anyone. But somewhere along the lines they stopped. Before she decided they'd divorce, before Cressida had lied.

Now they held hands again, palms pressed together, fingers intertwined and locked in place.

“That’s it,” Cressida cooed, “That’s a good girl, Lou, just let me take care of you.”

Over the years they’d come to know one another’s bodies intimately, yet it still felt horrifically vulnerable that Cressida could make her fall apart so quickly and easily. Cressida was well studied in human nature, and Eloise was her favourite subject.

“You get wound to tight without a regular fucking baby,” Cressida said, between kisses pressed to the curve of her throat. Eloise's back flush against her as she mumbled in their ear. “Remember what I said? My new role? It could be like this all the time, I work for you, I worship you… no meddling, no lying.”

“And you’ll do the Industry Expo speech?” Eloise asked, breathless yet cunning in her mind. As arousal slowly started to cloud her. If she was going to let this happen, she’d rather get a leg up from it.

Cressida gasped at the question, aware of the trap, the firm curve of the brunette leaving little room for complaint.

“Okay, maybe you can bribe me into the speech," Cressida sighed. Her breaths sounded loud in her own ears as Eloise leaned back on her, a hand creeping into the locks of her hair: she could smell her deodorant and sweat and shampoo, her heart sped up.

There was always something so purely indulgent about Cressida’s scent. Heady and beguiling.

Cressida wasn't used to this anymore. She would have thought that sleeping in the same bed with Eloise, having sex again and eating breakfast with you would be enough at least for a while, but obviously she would have been wrong. One night wasn't enough, or else she was still too aware of the imminent threat of losing her forever.

"If you don't want to wear the blue dress at the gala," Cressida said, glancing over at her garment bag that hung on Eloise’s office door, "Maybe you could try it on here...? See what it does for your--"

Before the sokovian could finish the sentence, Eloise had slapped her.

Cressida’s eyes flew open and her cheek stung. The pain was a relief, here, in private, with Eloise’s body facing her, pressed into her through flimsy shirts. They had done this before, on purpose, but it had been months or years; long before Eloise started talking about divorce. Maybe that was why she couldn't get over things anymore, because they hadn’t stopped.

"You want to finish that sentence?" said Eloise. Her voice was low and studious, as though talking to a child. Cressida could never figure out if the fact that she could do it on purpose in bed meant it was intentional the rest of the time, too.

Cressida smiled at her. "For your tits," she lingers, her lips so close to Eloise’s, she could practically taste them, it wasn't a surprise when she slapped her again.

Cressida’s hand flying up to capture Eloise’s.

“Play nice,” she whispered, but as soon as the final syllable had fallen from her lips Eloise had occupied her mouth with her tongue, kissing her fiercely, backing Cressida into the desk with such intensity that she knocked a pile of letters to the floor.

“I hate you,” Eloise said, between kisses, the smile on Cressida’s face, seemingly oblivious to Eloise’s irritation. She tasted bitter and smoky, the thick, fragrant tang of spirits, and when she raised her hand to clasp Eloise’s cheek she did so with a ferocious intensity; it felt more like a slap than a caress. She winced.

“Still want me on that plane?” She said, as her other hand ran over Eloise’s shirtfront, tweaking Eloise’s nipple through the fabric. Grinding herself into Eloise, the desk skidding backwards with each thrust. Eloise tried to maintain her austere expression, but a chuckle was bubbling in her throat and Cressida’s hands had already made their way to her backside.

“You always have questions,” Eloise slurred against the older woman’s lips. "You want to be partners," she said. "You don't want to be my trophy wife. Fine. However I believe some practice in obedience would do you good.”

"To love, honour and obey, Mrs Bridgerton.”

"Uh-uh Cowper-Bridgerton," Eloise Whispered. "You can start trusting me - and not trying to run the show behind my back. Right now though, you can close your eyes and stay still.” The last was punctuated with a firm placing of Cressida's hands upon the desk. Eloise’s nails glued to the flesh of her wrists, her fingers flexing against the grain before being forced flat.

Cressida couldn’t help but crave her like this, the flush of colour anger brought to Eloise’s face, the tousled hair, and the way the skewed shirt showed a hint of Eloise’s chest.

"Keep your hands still" Eloise ordered, breathing hot against the brunette's ear as she pressed a kiss to it.

"Mmm," Cressida smirked, squeezing her eyes shut harder as Eloise raked her nails up the seam of the Sokovian’s thighs. Groaning as Eloise buried her face into Cressida’s neck.

"Fuck, you are going to kill me one of these days.” All rosy and lips flecked with an odd purple hue, glaring at the ceiling as if it had offended her, Eloise’s lips paving over the edge of her throat.

She bit her. Unforgiving and cranial, the flesh lurking beneath the brunette's teeth.

Cressida groaned, disorientated by the conflicting sensations. “You’re a brute,” Cressida said as Eloise lapped across the wound and across her chest.

“And you’re a pain in my arse.” She debuted before sinking her teeth into the bulk of the blonde's shoulder. Cressida felt the skin split with a sear, as she cried out, wrenching Eloise’s head from her shoulder. Something gripping her jaw so tightly anyone would have thought it might crack, but that only seemed to spur Eloise on. As she went back for another mouthful, daring her to stop them with all the might in her hands. A harsh red blush encapsulating them.

“You moved your hands.” Eloise whispered teasingly, nails firm against Cressida’s neck as she curled the strands of hair around their fingers.

“Oh shut up.” Cressida ordered before knocking Eloise flat on her back.

Eloise let out a gasp as Cressida perched atop of her on the floor, her body crawling across Eloise’s bones, the invisible force pressing her down as she observed them. Lips swollen and smeared with her blood.

Cressida giggled, her face hovering above as her tongue etched across the outline of Eloise’s mouth, falling into place as she sucked upon their bottom lip. As though she were a drought and her the rain. She took Eloise for all that she had, and still yearned for her. The red hue falted around them, Eloise’s hands racing to grasp the back of the older woman’s head.

They kissed, for longer than any two species should remain connected without air. Only pulling away when their vision began darkening.

They stared at each other for a moment, chests heaving, two sets of fierce eyes latched together, the dark side of twin moons relieved to have a break from relentless sunlight, and Cressida felt her chest constrict.

“Eloise - ” she started, but she placed a hot palm over her mouth.

“Don’t speak,” Eloise begged, thumb drawing across her wife’s top lip, pulling at the inking of conjoined saliva before licking it from her cupid’s bow. “Don’t - don’t speak, just— show me.”

Cressida shot upwards, taking Eloise in her arms and sucking the rest of her blood from her tongue, both moaning, the sweet iron droplets coating mouths as though sunlight and salt water, all other worldly things they’d grown to miss about one another.

“Let me stay,” Cressida said, and the glare she sent her way was a poor cover for what Eloise felt. The older woman pushed the hair back from her face and scratched lightly at the crown, studying her, pupils frantic and pleading, begging her to pull the wool over both their eyes.

She bent down and pressed kisses along Eloise’s jaw, her hands secure as she knelt with Eloise on top of her. She couldn’t help but nuzzle into the size of her wife’s face nibbling at her cheek.

“I really do love you, you know,” Cressida sighed, after a beat. Her nose flat against Eloise’s neck breathing her in, the tension seeping out of their conjoined limbs, Eloise’s lips stung where they had split, bruised and battered skin pressed flush together on the floor of her office.

“I love you too.”

[fandom-go-round]

Sea Salt Like Glitter: Part Three

Summary: You’re a forest ranger. Trees and mammals are your specialty. Mermaids in the ocean? Way outside your area of expertise. Good News: They like you. Bad News: They like you a lot

Mer! Sun x Plus Sized! Reader x Mer! Moon

Part One , Part Two , Part Three (Here!), Part Four (Coming Soon)

Hi everyone! Sorry this took a second, I decided to split the last part into two parts so have a (slightly shorter) part three. Things are heating up here, plot and otherwise. I hope that you enjoy!

Warnings: Different Species, Kissing (Mer), Grinding, Slightly Suggestive Use of Tentacles, Cross Species Interactions, Mild Flirting, Cross Species Courtship, Bodily Harm (Reader), Head Injury

            Three months have gone by since the potential poacher boat incident and you’ve relaxed again. No one has come to try and steal your boys and they’re happy as clams. They’ve been very insistent about spending time with you and even if you don’t really get it, it’s nice to be wanted. Tonight is going to be another meet up and you’re going to be brave. You’re going to bring your swimsuit.

            Moon has not so subtly been trying to get you to swim with them. Every time you’ve denied him, partly because he’s too mischievous and partly because you’re afraid you’ll embarrass yourself. The mers are already going to swim better than you, there’s no reason to prove it. Unfortunately, they’ve discovered your weakness in the months you’ve gotten to know them; puppy dog eyes. Sun had begged you to come into the water and you couldn’t resist, not for long. You agree to head down to the beach a little before the sun begins to set so you can spend time with Sun before he gets to be sleepy.

            You ignore how odd it feels to go to the beach in something other than your uniform, enjoying the feeling of warm sand between your toes. Sun isn’t on the beach yet and you set your things up, placing a towel and your bag down. Better to bring snacks and water and not need it then be craving something later.

            “Friend!” Sun’s excited call has you turning and you wave, giving him a smile. He’s halfway out of the water when he freezes, smile disappearing from his face. You frown back, making your way over to him.

            “Hey Sun, everything alright?” The call of his name seems to snap the mer out of it, Sun giving a low rumble and leaning towards you. He rubs your cheeks together cutely, eyes half lidded. A part of your brain tries to tell you what it means but the thought doesn’t last as Sun begins to happily talk.

            “Excited to swim today! What wearing?” His claws come up to gently pull at your shoulder strap at the question and you wave him off, making sure to fix the twist.

            “It’s a bathing suit, it helps me in the water.” He doesn’t believe your words at all but takes his time looking you over. You shift a little and offer an explanation, even though you don’t need to justify yourself to him. “Usually I wear a t-shirt but I thought it might drag me down and that’s where the one piece came from.” You silently added that since no one was there you wanted to try out this new one; its cute but not something that you would wear out. Sun gave a coo, nuzzling you again and sliding back towards the water.

            “Cute!” He chirped, grinning wider when you look a little embarrassed. “Swim with me!” You laughed, shaking your head and moving towards the water.

            “Yeah yeah I’m coming.” You were thankful you had put skin protection on before Sun got here. There’s no way the mer would be patient enough to wait. Sun let out a few excited chirps before sinking all the way in, doing flips and jumps as you waded in.

            The water was cold and you winced, wishing that you had brought a wet suit for a moment. Too late to back out now though. You took a deep breath and dove under the water, beginning to kick out towards Sun. He wasn’t far off shore but it was deep enough you couldn’t touch the bottom. Not that Sun was going to let you float alone, oh no.

            The moment Sun could wrap his tail around you he did, pulling you close to his chest. You gasped, half in surprise and half because he was warm. It wasn’t something you noticed on the beach but here in the water there was a very noticeable temperature difference. You happily wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him tow you through the water.

            The two of you played games as the sun began to set and you barely noticed. Sun would throw you into the air and then race to catch you, you would take off and try to swim as far as you could. Sun wanted you to dive and you went back to shore to grab goggles, the mer showing you things underwater. There was a beautiful coral formation nestled in the rock formations and even though you weren’t too confident, you let Sun swim you out there.

            You were in the middle of watching a crab try to catch a small fish when everything scattered. Your heart began to pound as a dark shadow fell over you and you hoped it was Moon. Without turning to look you shot towards the surface, dark laughter following you. Your head breached the surface right as a tenacle wrapped around your foot and you were able to take a deep breathe before Moon pulled you back under.

            He easily flipped you to see him and you scowled, shaking your fist at him. He snickered, wrapping another tentacle around your other leg. It was the first time you had seen his complete form and it was as impressive as it was intimidating. Moon was just as long as Sun but his torso was shorter, more of his upper half being tentacles. Each one was as thick as your arm at the ends and tree trunk sized at his waist. His lights were also flashing faster tonight and you hoped he was ok.

            Moon dragged you through the water, hands on your arms and tentacles wrapped everywhere else. You didn’t flinch away, even as you moved a couple to better spots. It didn’t take long for you to need air and you gestured towards the surface. The squid gave an exaggerated pout, leading the two of you in a lazy loop-da-loop before heading up           .

            It took you a moment to regain the ability to talk, mostly because your lungs had been burning more than you thought. Sun popped up next to you, tugging you towards him. Moon didn’t let you go completely, wrapping a tenacle around Sun and turning things into a cuddle party. You happily soaked up Sun’s warmth, shuddered as you realized it was much colder than before.

            “Bad swimmer.” Moon taunted, tentacles squeezing your legs. You huffed, kicking at him a little. He gave you another squeeze and pressed closer, cold water dripping onto your shoulder.

            “Trust me, I could be a lot worse. There are some people who don’t know how to swim.” Both mers made faces at your admission and you laughed. “Humans only really have to know how to walk ya know.”

            “Swimming better.” Moon replied easily, as if that logic meant he won the mock argument. You rolled your eyes and Sun laughed quietly, his eyes starting to drop. It didn’t take long for either mer to fall asleep or wake up, depending on the time of day. The lack of sun made Sun sluggish but it didn’t seem to bother him as much as sunlight bothered Moon.

            “You can go get some sleep Sun.” You gently reached out to rub his cheek. The mer purred like a cat and leaned into your touch, eyes closing all the way. It took him a second before he sat up and shook his head, one hand coming up to smack his face.

            “No no, not yet! Something important to talk about!” You raised an eyebrow, looking between the two of them. Moon was deliberately avoiding eye contact and Sun was struggling to stay awake. Anxiety curled in your gut but you ignored it, giving them a nod.

            “Ok, what did you want to talk about?” Neither knew exactly what to say, Sun staring at Moon and Moon refusing to look over. Sun made a frustrated sound, tail coming up to hit his mate. Moon hissed, flashing teeth in no real threat. “Is it a bad thing?”

            “Not a bad thing.” Sun immediately reassured you, shaking his head. You weren’t convinced and Sun could tell, pinching your cheek gently.

            “Delicate.” Moon rumbled from behind you and you turned to him, Sun nodding out of the corner of your eye.

            “Yes yes, delicate!” Now you were getting even more nervous. You took a deep breath, figuring if you had to rip the band aid off, might as well do it quickly.

            “Do the two of you have to leave?” Both of them seemed startled at your question, eyes  wide. They started to coo and click, pulling you even closer. It was a little hard to breathe but you didn’t fight it, waiting for them to switch back so you could understand them.

            “No no no!” Sun was the first to realize they had switched to mer, hands stroking your head almost feverishly. He always did love touching your head and hair; it took a while to get used to. “We not going anywhere.”

            “Want you to stay.” Moon spoke at almost the exact same time, his face buried in your shoulder. His breath was warm, even if his skin wasn’t and you shuddered at the duel sensations. Both noticed and began to hum, your skin suddenly feeling hyper sensitive.

            “I-I want to you to stay too.” You cleared your throat and ignored the sudden flash of heat going through you. Keep it together damn it. Your friends didn’t need to know you were feeling that way about them. You barely even acknowledged you were feeling that way. At least out loud. And out of bed.

            Moon made a displeased rumble, nibbling gently on your skin. Your heart was starting to pound and you were getting dizzy. Something was going on and you didn’t understand. Sun cooed and you met his eyes, realizing that they were blue instead of white. He smiled when you focused on him, leaning close to rub your noses together.

            “Pretty pretty. Be with us?” Sun phrased it as a question but you were still missing too much context.

            “What do you-?” Your question was cut off by your loud moan, the mers freezing in the water around you. Sun had moved his tail between your legs and the warmth rubbing just right had you responding. Moon let out a sound suspiciously like a groan and you whimpered as his teeth sank into you shoulder. It hurt but he didn’t bite hard enough to draw blood. Sun gave an answering groan and rubbed his tail against you again.

            “Ok time out!” You were proud that your voice was strong, hands coming up to form an ‘X’ across your chest. “Waaaait a minute!” The mers paused what they were doing, two sets of bright eyes on you. You cleared your throat and began to disentangle yourself from them, ignoring the pouting and slight whines.

            “We need to talk about this.” You put on your best scolding voice and it seemed the work, the mers coming back to themselves. Sun’s eyes changed back to white and Moon retracted most of his tentacles. One still helped you float and it stayed respectfully above the belt.

            “Mad?” Sun sounded nervous, hands fidgeting anxiously in front of him. You sighed and gave a smile, shaking your head. The good news was that the cold water was helping you keep a clear head.

            “No Sun I’m not mad. I just, we were getting a little carried away and I want to make sure we’re all ok with… whatever this is.” Sun relaxed at your words, looking relieved. Moon grumbled but nodded, letting you collect your thoughts. You took a deep breathe, ignoring how embarrassed you felt. “This… is a thing right?”

            “Want it to be.” Sun confirmed, swimming small circles in the water. You could tell that he was anxious but you needed to understand what was happening.

            “Mate.” Moon was always the blunt one of the pair, gesturing to himself and then Sun. Sun gave a nod and you nodded as well. They had explained it once an though it took a bit, you understood they were a bonded pair. “Mate too.” Moon began to trace out a triangle, you being one of the corners.

            “Me?” Your voice was higher than you anticipated and Moon snickered a little.

            “Yes!” Sun was quick to reassure you, swimming over. He reached for you and waiting until you nodded before grabbing your arms. He helped you float as you tried to process.

            “How does that even-?” You cut off your own thought, not finishing it out loud. Moon gave a rumble and you watched as his lights began to flicker faster.

            “Compatible.” He reassured you and even if you didn’t get it, you get enough. You want to deny that it’s not possible, that you don’t know what they’re talking about but you can’t. You’ve noticed the linger touches and look, the way they like to circle you. You had ignored it and said that it was all you, not them. And now you’re trying to think through it.

            “When did you decide this?” You’re not trying to distract them but you do want to know. Sun laughs, rubbing your cheeks together quickly.

            “Defended our territory, saved Moon. Lots and lots of things.” He sounds love struck and you can’t help but laugh a little. Moon moves closer, wrapping tentacles around both of you but nothing too much this time.

            “Want to be with you. Defended us, we defend you.” His words are rougher than Sun’s but have the same emotion and you nod back.

            “I want that too.” Both of them perk up, fins flaring out and you keep going. “But not tonight.” Sun whines loudly and Moon huffs, tentacles slapping the water a bit. “Behave you two. I’m not ready yet and I’m too cold but we can do this next time, I promise.”

            They perk up at the mention of ‘next time’ and after sharing a few clicks they agree. Sun sinks under the waves and you float with Moon a little bit before he drops you off at shore. He nuzzles your cheek like Sun and you nuzzle back; only now do you realize that it must be like kissing for them. His eyes watch as you walk back to your cabin, ruby staring for longer than necessary before sinking under the waves.

            You feel like you’re floating when you get to the cabin. You walk in easily and drop your bags by the door. Future you can take care of that. The entire day feels like a dream; you never would have guessed this is what your swim would bring. Getting ready for bed is automatic and later you’ll curse yourself for not feeling something off earlier.

            You brush your teeth and then decide that you want another glass of water. Walking into the kitchen, everything is dark and quiet. It’s only when you grab a glass off the counter that you pause. Your curtains are closed. Your curtains are never closed, not in the living room.

            Pain explodes on the back of your head and you slam into the counter, air leaving your lungs. You gasp, the glass in one hand and the other scrambling against the sink. You half turn, trying to throw the glass behind you and you take another blow to the head. You don’t have enough time to question that’s going on, consciousness leaving you faster than you can count.

[marksbear]

So I have been saving this idea in my brain for a while till you open again requests. But I was thinking about Sub prince steven grant who is the 3rd of the moon triplets(had to think of something hope this makes sense)who is getting a arrange marriage to Dom prince of the sun. They meet to hopefully get to know each better in secret before the wedding and get along. On one of their meet up they get really close and kiss but reader asks for more. Steven hesitates but says yes and leads to Steven making out with reader while sitting on his lap and grinding on him. But since today secret meeting place is readers kingdom library they have to keep it quiet but reader has already decided he wants to marry Steven for love and not for their kingdoms and so he makes him cum many times in the library while whispers in Steven ear that he cant wait for their wedding day and steven is trying so hard to keep quiet but just can't because of reader.( if you like this idea I have many more for sub prince steven if you like to hear them. Idk maybe like a mini series but only if you are okay with that)-50%🐻‍❄️

I would love to hear more! I would also love to make a mini series as well too! Thank you so much I love this idea! 🐻‍❄

Warnings! SMUT, Royal AU, semi public, overstimulation, fingering, handjob, loud Steven, floor sex, prince Steven and Y/n. Arrange marriage.

SUB PRINCE STEVEN GRANT X DOM PRINCE MALE READER

“Prince L/n and King L/n have arrived!” A servant stood by the door inside the meeting room while the three royal triplets stayed in their seats while the queen nodded dismissing the servant. 

“Well Steven, aren't you excited?” The queen asked, looking at her youngest son. Before Steven could answer his older brother Marc buts in. 

“I don’t know why he has to get married, especially to the prince of the sun! Weren't we at war for years and now this.” Marc exclaims, rolling his eyes before adding “How come Jake didn’t have to have a marriage arrangement unlike me and Steven.” 

The middle child Jake only laughs and mocks Marc. As the two argue and bicker, Steven is in deep thoughts wondering how the prince would treat him or what he's like. Steven only saw the prince once when they were children. Steven doubts that Y/n still had the same baby face and small frame.

As Steven day dreamed he doesn't notice royal guards opening the large doors welcoming people inside.

"King L/n and prince Y/n! Welcome!" The queen greets, bowing her head a little.

Steven looks to his side looking at the king and prince with shock. Y/n seemed to grow up and mature. Y/n grew up and looked to fit the role as king unlike Steven.

Everyone in the room were polar opposites. The moon kingdom wore dark shades of different colors like black, grey, blue and purple while the sun kingdom wore different bright shades.

As king L/n stat at the end of the table chair his son sat in the middle across from Steven.

"Let's make this quick. I hate all the darkness in this palace." The king says before adding."I'm hoping that both boys know the important situation. " The king announces eyeing down his son's new bride.

"Yes all my sons know the importance of this. But I hope that you will control your hot-headed temper during this." The queen responds back with a sassy tone.

The king only rolled his eyes and crossed his arms grumbling something under his breath while the queen took control and started to talk about the benefits of the marriage.

"I hope that the boy knows that my son won't lay with him. The marriage would only be for professional reasons." The king says side eyeing Steven.

As the king and queen from the two kingdoms spoke about the arrangement the son prince kicks his leg forward hitting Steven's leg.

Steven's eyes look away from his mothers and to Y/n's. Y/n only shakes his head "no" showing Steven his disagreement with the last statement.

Y/n gives Steven a wink before looking away focusing back on the meeting.

TIMESKIP

It was only a few days later Steven was inside his chambers reading a book until he saw a shadow in the window in the corner of his eye.

Steven's first thought was to get the guards as he stood up his chair fast facing the widow. Steven watches as the window opens and watches a foot comes out.

As the figure steps inside Steven stays close to his door.

Finally once the figure was fully inside the candle light inside the room lighted up the figures face and body revealing who they are.

"P-prince L/n! What on earth!" Steven blurts out watching the prince only smirk in response.

"My father was right about one thing during the meeting. This place sure is dark." Y/n says ignoring the question before adding "And please just say Y/n theres no reason as to why my future husband uses my last name."

A light blush appears on Steven's cheek to be referred as a husband.

"I'm here to know you better. I bet we both don't want to marry a stranger now Steven." Y/n answers the question before walking closer to Steven.

"But I am here with a question to ask." Y/n says standing close in front of Steven making the man blush even more. "Well what is it?" Steven responds back.

"Would you like to meet up in secret? Until our wedding happens we should keep in touch and get to know each other. Because I just can't keep climbing this damn castle tower." Y/n says playfully before looking deeply inside Stevens eyes.

"Where would you like to meet next and when?" Steven asks looking at Y/n carefully.

"Outside your kingdom there's a forest that I would love to explore with you. Theres not a lot of forest by my kingdom since the temperatures we have." Y/n says.

"A-aren't you just asking me out on a date?" Steven stutters out watching a bright smirk form on Y/n's face.

"Yes. I'm asking you prince Grant, Would you go on a date around the forest tomorrow." Y/n says a bit more properly.

"Uhm-- yeah! T-that sounds nice." Steven blurts out nodding his head as well.

"Perfect then! Now I have to go. Bye Steven see you tomorrow." Y/ says ruffling Steven's hair a bit before leaving from the same way he came.

Steven rushed to the window looking outside of it making sure Y/n's ;eaves safely.

TIMESKIP

Y/n and Steven sneaked around the sun kingdom. Hiding when they saw guards or different royal servants. Weeks had gone by with their secret meet ups this time Steven decided to come over to Y/n's kingdom.

"Y/n! I-I think they saw us! We should leave before we get caught! Y/nnn please listen were gonna get caugh---" Steven ramble gets cut off by Y/n's hand.

"Shhh! Hush Steven... We won't get caught." Y/n says covering Steven's mouth stopping him from keep rambling about being scared of being caught.

Y/n lets go of Steven's mouth and takes his hand leading him into the library.

Steven looks around the library in shock. The library was huge compared to Steven's own in his room. Inside the library besides rare books it had trophies from battles. What really caught Steven's eye was the stand of different decorated swords with paintings of the kings above them.

Steven was caught in a trance staring at the empty sword case and empty painting frame which Y/n saw and decided to speak up about it.

"That one is saved for me once I become king and die. It's a tradition my kingdom has had for years. It brings my kingdom luck from each king watching over us."

Y/n says before dragging Steven away and to a far place in the library. Once Y/n found one of his favorite places he let go of Steven's hand and laid down in the pile of blankets and pillows.

The spot had many blankets and pillows which made it soft and comfortable to lay on.

Y/n took off his shoes and laid down in the middle waiting for Steven. Steven does the same taking off his shoes and lays down with Y/n beside him.

Once the two were comfortable they talked and talked with one of another getting more and more comfortable with the other. They talked about their royal life and then their more private life.

They even spoke their thoughts about how they actual felt about the whole marriage.

As they talked and talked they kept getting closer and closer. They looked at each other more longingly looking the other up and down when the other wasn't looking.

Eventually Y/n sat up with Steven doing the same as they stared at each other. Slowly enough Y/n raised his pinky to graze Steven. Steven's eyes nervously look at Y/n's hand watching Y/n grab onto his hand.

Y/n leans in moving his face closer to Steven. Steven wanted to move in as well, but his head felt parallelized. Steven swallows the lump in his throat before moving in. The two princes foreheads were against each other.

With one last deep breath Y/n moves in first closing the distance between them kissing Steven on the lips.

Steven quickly melts into the kiss, closing his eyes as lets Y/n kiss him. Y/n pulls away looking at Steven carefully.

"More... I want more please." Y/n asks looking at Steven like a lost puppy. "I- uhm..." Steven hesitates as he moves his head back away from Y/n. Steven heart aches seeing a small frown grow on Y/n's face.

"Okay! Yes- i'll give you more." Steven breathes out watching a smirk form on Y/n's face. Y/n wastes no time pulling Steven hand back towards him kissing him deeply.

Steven kisses Y/n back with the same passion moving closer to Y/n. Y/n's hands move towards both sides of Steven's waist holding him tight. As they swap kisses back and forth Y/n licks Steven's lips signalling him to open his mouth. Nervously Steven opens his mouth letting out a quiet moan as Y/n's tongue moves inside his mouth.

Steven crawls into Y/n's lap not breaking the kiss as he does it. Steven is on Y/n's lap holding onto his shoulders as they make out. Steven begins to move his ass down on Y/n grinding onto him.

Y/n holds Steven's waist holding him down as he grinds back onto him. Steven lets go of Y/n's shoulders and moves his hands to Y/n's face cupping his cheeks as they makeout. One of Y/n hands let go of Steven's waist and moves it onto Steven's bulge palming his cock through his pants.

Steven quietly moans inside Y/n's mouth as Y/n touches him. Y/n pulls away from the makeout with a string of saliva following. Steven's mouth hung open with his tongue out panting.

Y/n's hand moves inside Steven's pants rubbing Steven's hard cock through his underwear. Steven's cock was already hard and throbbing as he grinds his cock into Y/n's hand. Y/n pulls both his hands away and takes Steven's shirt and pants off for him leaving Steven in his underwear.

Y/n pushes the clothes to the side as he lays Steven down on the blankets. Y/n hovers over Steven taking off his shirt and pants. Steven looks up at Y/n with lust in his eyes. Y/n moves back down kissing Steven's exposed body. As Y/n's lips kiss and nibble on Steven's body moans escapes from Steven lips.

"Shhh~ We have to keep quiet remember." Y/n says in a hushed whisper as he moves his hands down across Steven's body. Once Y/n's hands find the band of Steven's underwear they slowly pull it down letting Steven's hard cock spring free.

Y/n pulls the underwear fully off throwing it where the other clothes are. Y/n spreads Steven's legs open and dives his hand in between them grabbing onto his hard cock.

Y/n's hand began to lazily jerk off Steven's cock using his thumb to rub the tip. Y/n's hand moves up and down at a slow pace mostly teasing Steven's cock.

Steven's cock twitched inside Y/n's hand already about to cum. Y/n began to jerk off Steven faster twisting his wrist and tugging on it. Steven's cock ached and twitched as Steven bit onto his lip trying to contain his moans. Y/n stops moving his hand and wrap his hand from Steven's cock before using his pointer finger to trace around his cock.

"Can you cum from me? I want you to cum early for me baby." Y/n asks circling his finger around the tip.

Steven uses one of his free hands to cover his mouth as he feels the knot in his stomach tighten.

Y/n plays around with Steven's cock for a while before wrapping his hand around it again jerking it off again. Steven begins to moan and whimper into his hand like crazy, with a few more moans Steven shoots his load all over Y/n's hand painting them white. Steven's body began to tremble as he cums hard. Once Steven was out of his high Y/n let go of Steven's cock and holds Steven's legs open.

With using his cum covered hand as lube Y/n uses one of his fingers to prep Steven. Y/n's finger circled around Steven's hole teasing him for a while before pushing it inside. He moved the finger inside Steven slowly thrusting it in and out.

Y/n finger curled and moved inside Steven as he moved it in and out. Steven weakly moaned and whined out feeling his now sensitive cock grow hard again. Once Steven was loosened up enough Y/n added another finger and began scissoring him. Steven's walls tightened around Y/n's fingers as he grinded his hips down onto them.

Y/n took the opportunity to lean in and whisper into Steven's ear. "I can't wait for our wedding day."To which Steven nodded his head in agreement.

Y/n's fingers began to push further and further grazing Steven's prostate in the progress. Steven let out a loud moan which caused Y/n to use his free hand to cover Steven's mouth.

"Shhh! I'm starting to think you just want us to get caught." Y/n teases before fucking Steven faster with his fingers hitting his prostate repeatedly.

Steven's eyes began to water as he moaned and cried into Y/n's hand as his cock twitches again signaling that hes gonna cum again.

Y/n fingers abused Steve's prostate more and more causing Steven to shoot his load all over himself. As Steven was cumming Y/n kept scissoring Steven spreading him open.

Once Steven calmed down Y/n pulled his fingers out his fingers and took off his own boxers putting them where the rest of the clothes were. Steven stared at Y/n's cock before letting out a yelp.

Y/n laid Steven down on his stomach while his ass was in the air. Y/n held Steven's waist in the air as he lined up his cock to Steven's hole. Steven had his face pressed up against the pillow as he tried to catch his breath.

Slowly Y/n pushed the tip inside Steven causing him to let out a loud moan. Y/n thrust the tip in and out only fucking Steven with the tip so he can get used to it. Steven held onto the blankets for dear life as he rocked his body against Y/n's.

Stevens walls tightened around Y/n's cock as Y/n thrusted deeper inside Steven giving him more and more of his cock.

Once Y/n's cock was inside Steven halfway Y/n thrusted his entire dick inside Steven causing him to shout and moan in pleasure.

Y/n's hips snapped back and forth at a fast pace gripping onto Steven's waist no doubt leaving a mark later. Y/n's cock split Steven in half. Steven's moans were uncontroable.

Rough skin slapping against each other filled the library as the two princes fucked. Steven's cock was more than sensitive at this point. But somehow it was still hard. Y/n's thrust were rough and fast rocking his hips back and forth into Steven's wasting no time at all.

Steven felt Y/n's cock twitched inside him and that made him almost cum at the thought of Y/n cumming inside him.

Y/n's thrust became faster and sloppier feeling his orgasm nearing. Y/n moved Steven's hips up and down matching the same pace as his thrust.

"Steven! Oh fuck i'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Y/n blurted out with a few more thrusts cumming deep inside Steven with Steven shooting his load at the same time. Y/n thrusts slowly become into a stop as he rides out his orgasm inside Steven.

Y/n gently let go of Steven's hips and wrapped his arms around him laying down beside him, but cock still buried deep inside him.

Steven's whole body was wrecked as he weakily laid inside Y/n's arms.

Steven's eyes slowly began to close from exhaustion as Y/n talks to him.

"I don't want to just marry you now Steven." Y/n breathes out catching Steven off guard, but before Steven could ask questions Y/n adds "I want to marry you for love. I just want love from you not anything you can offer me from your kingdom."

Y/n reaches his hand out and turns Steven's head to face his kissing him deeply.

"Just marry me Steven. Not my kingdom. Okay?"

"Okay... Just promise me you'll do the same."

"I promsie."

THE END

[pankowperfection]

How about telling JJ you want his baby and the man loses his mind. Hes over the moon, already having a breeding kink. He’s on you 24/7 trying to get baby Maybank 💕🔥

You asked for it

Warnings: smut, breeding kink, 18+

The past two weeks have been a daze. It seemed like waking moment you and JJ were together, he was burying his thick cock inside you, filling you over and over again with his cum.

Your pussy ached, overused but still wanting more, unable to resist how perfect he made you feel. You swore he’d fucked you on every surface in your shared apartment. The kitchen table, the couch, the shower, out on the balcony where anyone could see.

This was all your fault, having finally broken down and told him what you wanted.

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13 days ago

JJ walks tiredly through the door of your shared bedroom, exhausted from a long day working under the unforgiving Outer Banks sun. He looks perfect, skin shining with a slight sheen of sweat, golden locks windswept, tan accentuating his muscles under his cut off.

“Hi sweetheart, how was your day?”

“Hi J, it was good but I missed you. Happy you’re home.”

You stand and walk over to meet him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders before pulling him down for a kiss. As usual, it quickly gets heated, his teeth tugging on your bottom lip before his tongue pushes into your mouth.

You slide one hand down his back, cupping his ass and pulling him flush against you. The other winds into his hair, tugging the strands and making him moan in your mouth. You feel his cock harden, hot against your stomach as you grind yourself against him.

“Damn y/n, you really did miss me huh? What’s gotten into you?”

You meet his curious blue gaze, pupils slightly blown out from the lust coursing through his veins.

“I want you J. All of you. Want you to fill me up, give me a baby.”

Your heart pounds after your confession, unsure how he’ll react. You let out a squeal of surprise when he picks you up, tossing you roughly down onto the bed. He can’t get his clothes off quick enough, almost tripping when he attempt to kick off his shorts and boxers.

He comes down on top of you, grinding his cock against your covered clit, the perfect amount of friction to make your body buzz like a live wire.

His calloused hands paw at your breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingers and making you plead with him for more.

“J please. I need you.”

“Say it again,” he orders, fingers teasing over the lace of your panties that you know are soaked clear through. You hum in approval, arching your hips further into his touch.

“I want you to put a baby in me JJ. Please.”

His eyes darken, his energy almost palpable as a flip inside him switches.

He rips your panties down the middle, teasing the thick head of his cock through your folds, collecting your wetness before roughly shoving inside.

"Fuck!" you belt, full to the brim as he starts to fuck you slow and deep.

He pins your hands beside your head, threading his fingers through yours as he angles his hips just right to hit your sweet spot with each thrust,

“God, I can’t wait to fill you with my cum. Gonna look so pretty all swollen with my kid, aren’t ya mama?”

His words make you clench around him, a low groan erupting from deep in his throat.

“J - I need more. Faster, please.”

“Anything for you princess.” He smirks before pulling your legs over his biceps, spreading you wide and starting to pound into you at an ungodly pace.

Your nails dig into his back, leaving claw marks behind as you rock your hips to meet his thrusts. He leans down, bracing one hand on the headboard as he crashes his lips to yours.

The new angle sends him impossibly deeper, each push and pull of his cock sending you closer to the edge.

“Shit baby, you feel so good. Don’t stop.”

A moments later you fall apart, crying out his name as he fucks you through it.

“Fuck, squeezing me so tight,” he grits out through his teeth. His pace falters, hips slowing as you feel his cock twitch inside you. He cums with a groan, staying deep inside to hold his cum in place.

When he finally pulls out you whine, overly sensitive from your powerful orgasm.

“Don’t move, can’t waste a single drop baby.” His fingers scoop up what has leaked out, gently pushing it back inside your pussy. Your walls flutter around him, pleasure building once again from his simple touches.

“I hope you realize what you’ve done. I’m gonna fuck you every single day until we get a positive test.”

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