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1d1195 · 2 years ago

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Neighbors Extra I

You can read the rest of Neighbors here: Neighbors

Nobody asked for this little check-in, but I really loved Rory and recently went for a car-wash and had a gooey song playing and my little Neighbors family were all I could think about. I have a couple more ideas for these cutie pies up my sleeve too. Hope you enjoy <3

This is all the fluff in the world.

“Whoa,” he said admiring the colors. “Mumma, do you see it?” He asked, pushing from Harry’s lap a bit so he could touch the windshield like Harry did.

She couldn’t be bothered to look because she couldn’t stop staring at Harry and his easy smile. “Yeah, I see it."

Harry didn’t like when she drove him around because he liked to spoil her rotten. He thought about all the things she had to sacrifice to be a mum at a young age all by herself. He knew that she didn’t mind in the slightest. It was obvious with everything in her that she would do anything for Rory, but it meant that Harry would sulk a bit when she did things like drive when she didn’t need to. Harry was content to drive her around and do anything for her if it meant she would just sit there and look pretty and relaxed because she deserved to be treated like a princess after years of caring for the sweet boy.

But she did look quite relaxed as he got back in from pumping gas for her. They were doing all the little errands today—the bank, the pharmacy—a stop at Target and Starbucks for her of course—the grocery store, the post office, and gas was last on their list. Stopping at the park for a bit of play before they continued was also necessary. It was the best, perfect spring day since the season began. She smiled as he got back in. “Thanks, my love,” she whispered.

Harry leaned forward as he got in and kissed her cheek quickly. The music was playing from her speakers, and it was perfect. The cutest little family moment in existence.

“Y’should get a car wash,” he said looking at the pollen buildup at the sides of her windshields as she pulled away from the pump.

“Mumma and I wash the car,” Rory said from the back of the car. She giggled and peeked at the rearview to see her little one sitting up straight in his booster seat.

“Well that I’d like t’see,” Harry muttered under his breath for her. She reached out to smack him lightly across the stomach while she blushed a bit. Harry grabbed her hand as she did and kissed her fingertips softly. “We’re out now. How ‘bout it, kitten?” He asked.

“Oh alright,” she said. “Can’t remember the last time I went through one,” she murmured.

Harry handed her his card since it was his idea and refused to let her argue. She rolled her eyes but started to pull through the little space. It was a bit loud when the motors started to begin their presoak. “Mumma, I don’t like that,” Rory said quickly, alarm running in his voice. Oh. So, it was before Rory was born that she went through one of these. Shit.

“Oh baby,” she cooed turning in her seat to look at him. “It’s okay!” She said encouragingly. “We just sit here and let it do its thing...the noise is just the machine. It’s going to—”

“Mumma,” he whined and undid his seatbelt standing up in front of the seat. He grabbed her hand holding onto the headrest while she kept her foot firmly on the brake making it an awkward position for her to sit but she would of course do it.

His worry made her so upset. She hated even the slightest anxiety poking into his voice. Like the machine was going to come through the window and hurt him.

Even if it did, she’d never let it hurt him. “Rory, it’s alright—”

“I don’t want to...” the water started to pour over the car and the worry in his eyes amplified rapidly causing tears to fill his eyes. “Mumma!” He whined again. Her heart ached and she was about to pull forward and get out of there before he panicked fully. But right as she started to, Harry grabbed her hand on the gearshift with a subtle squeeze as he turned toward the back.

“Hey, c’mere, Rory,” Harry said reclining in his seat and reaching for him. Her heart fluttered at Harry’s gentle tone and the way his muscles flexed so easily as he lifted Rory over the front console and into his lap. Rory snuggled into Harry’s lap looking nervous as ever. But Harry wrapped his arms tightly around Rory and he smiled into his hair. Rory was so little compared to Harry’s body. She couldn’t imagine her little one growing into a man like Harry. Harry held him tight, boxed in his embrace like a cage and Rory peered nervously around Harry’s body to get a view of the scary machine.

“S’pretty cool, lad. Even if it’s scary,” he told him. “M’not gonna let anything happen t’you,” he promised easing his anxiety almost immediately. She saw the way the worry slid off his body so quickly she felt a sigh of relief flow through her. “Mummy and I would never put you in danger,” he reminded him. She was well aware that Harry loved Rory, but at times like this, the display of his affection melted her. Harry reached out and touched the windshield as the multi-colored foaming soap painted the glass like the start of an impressionist painting. “See?” He kissed the side of Rory’s head.

“Whoa,” he said admiring the colors. “Mumma, do you see it?” He asked, pushing from Harry’s lap a bit so he could touch the windshield like Harry did.

She couldn’t be bothered to look because she couldn’t stop staring at Harry and his easy smile. “Yeah, I see it,” she mumbled. Harry winked at her keeping one arm around his waist just so he wouldn’t get too comfortable standing in the car. With his other hand he grabbed hers and squeezed it. All the while the sound of a love song played through the car. Her heart full, Rory happy, and staring at the love of her life.

“Mumma, can we go in Harry’s car now?” He asked as Harry held him tightly while she pulled forward to an empty parking spot so he could get back in his seat.

“He’s an expert now,” Harry smirked.

He nodded enthusiastically. “It’s not scary anymore.”

She smiled. “Course, love bug.”

Rory looked contemplatively at Harry and then at his mom in the mirror while Harry strapped him back into place. “Can you still hold me when it starts though?” He asked.

She giggled. “Always, cutie pie,” she promised.

Rory was insistent that he get the disposable camera Grandma got him so he could document the car wash. She leaned against Harry’s car while waiting for him to finish putting the booster seat into place in the back. Once finished he smiled at her standing in front of her, hands shoved in his pockets. “Would you want to sell your house?” She asked.

He smirked. “And where would I live?” He asked impishly.

She rolled her eyes and looked away from him with a smirk and shake of her head. “Harry,” she faked her exasperation.

“Course I’d sell my house,” he stepped closer to her, his feet on either side of hers and he pressed his arm over her head so he could lean in close to her. “Live with you and Rory every day? I’d be the luckiest man in the world.”

“Yeah...but I’ve lived here for forever and you’ve barely lived in your house for the last year.”

“I don’t know if y’noticed, beautiful. I’ve been trying to be at your house more than m’own for over a year too,” he reminded her with an eye roll.

She smiled and brought her hands to either side of his neck and pulled him closer, so his forehead pressed to hers. “I didn’t know a car wash would make me fall more in love with you.”

“Would have recommended it sooner. S’the little things, right?” He hummed, brushing the back of his freehand across her cheek. His smile made her lovesick and she felt it all the way to her toes. She grabbed his hand as he did and brought it to her lips where she kissed the side of his hand.

“You love Rory,” she sighed the accusation dreamily.

“With every piece of m’heart except for the equally huge space I have reserved jus’ for m’love of you. But when he clung t’me like that in the car, I think he took some more of the real estate that was your space,” he admitted sadly, like she would get irritated with him.

“He has that effect on people,” she giggled. Harry pressed his lips on hers, sighing at the feel of her soft lips and her pretty tongue mixing with his.

There was a flash in her peripheral, making her pull away from his lips. She saw Rory holding the camera to his eye as he giggled. “Thought y’didn’t like the kissing, lad,” Harry remarked keeping her pressed to the car, arms caging her in place between his body and the car.

Rory smiled and shrugged. “It’s kinda okay when you and Mumma kiss,” he wrinkled his nose.

She gently pushed Harry away and crouched in front of him. “I’d like Harry t’move in with us. Does that sound okay?” She asked. She already knew the answer, but he always had good responses to things like this.

“I thought he already did. Are we going to bring the rest of your clothes over on Thursday, then?” He asked, looking at Harry.

She pressed her lips together in an attempt to hide her smile, but it was impossible because that was one of the cutest things she ever heard. Harry was leaning against his car, arms crossed over his chest, feet crossed at the ankles. “You’re the worst secret keeper, Rory,” he told him. “Honestly, kitten, how you haven’t said anything ‘bout doing m’laundry for a month nearly had me worried.”

“Thought I was just...wishful thinking,” she said scooping Rory into her arms as Harry opened the door for her to get him in his seat. “Or maybe your washer broke.”

He rolled his eyes. “You’re ridiculous,” he mumbled opening the passenger door for her next. She smiled and pressed her lips to his as she got in her seat.

“And I love you,” she said grinning up at him before he made his way to the driver’s seat.

“To the car wash!” Rory said excitedly. She giggled at him setting up another stupid love song to play while looking at Harry during the most mundane of things like a car wash where she could fall in love with him a little more.

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the-banana-0verlord · 2 years ago

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jelou <3 this is a bit of a sad request :')), headcanons for pomefiore and scarabia when their fem mc tells them about her childhood, where she grew up in a convent/orphanage, but since there were no adults and the priest traveled a lot so from that she was little, mc had to take care of the other children, becoming "the mother of the orphanage" because she took care of everything!, so that they are well cared for and fed~ it's all I'm sorry if I extended ;u; well thanks you *kisses for the chef*

Thank you for the request!

How the Scarabia and Pomefiore boys would react to their S/O telling them their backstory

Notes: Fem! reader, but can be read as gn until Rook's last bullet point(because the only pronoun used is “you”).

☀☀☀

Kalim Al-Asim

☀You grew up without parents? But that's so sad!

☀Puts everything in motion to spoil you rotten.

☀Everything you've ever desired? It's yours now.

☀Finds the orphanage you grew up in and gives it unlimited funds.

☀It's the least he can do for his sunshine.

🐍🐍🐍

Jamil Viper

🐍He knows way too well how it feels to constantly take care of others.

🐍You telling him about it makes him able to open himself up, because since you have similar backgrounds he knows you won't judge him.

🐍Together, you can cope and heal.

🐍When you graduate, he wants to help you offer support and money for the orphanage.

💅💅💅

Vil Schoenheit

💅He couldn't help but pity your old situation.

💅He knows he is lucky to have grown up with enough money to live more than comfortably.

💅He couldn't do anything back then, but he is here to take care of you now.

💅Organises multiple charity events for different orphanages, because no one deserves to go through the same things you did.

🍎🍎🍎

Epel Felmier

🍎Having a huge family, he can't imagine how it feels to grow up without one.

🍎So as soon as the holiday break arrives, he takes you to his hometown.

🍎You're terribly overwhelmed but the homely atmosphere is nice.

🍎His grandmother insists on going to the orphanage to distribute presents.

🍎The children were so excited when you arrived, arms filled with boxes and bags. You wish had experienced the same thing when you were their age. But it's not good to dwell on the past, so you decide to take in the moment to it's fullest.

🏹🏹🏹

Rook Hunt

🏹You are the very proof beauty comes from any place, even the most desolate ones.

🏹Your courage and kindness through your life was one of the things that he loved most in you.

🏹His family has villas all over the world, so pulling a few strings to finance an orphanage is relatively easy.

🏹In some way, he sees it as very romantic, how the princess rose through her kindness and met her prince charming along the way

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Hope you enjoyed it!

Have a good day/night!

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walmart-miku · 1 year ago

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now that I've finished the Fontaine archon quest I need hydro fam shenanigans.

This is the vibe in the hydro fam. You got neuvillette babysitting a bunch of unhinged children.

And before you come for me about barbara, barb is one incident away from being completely unhinged. My girl is barely holding it together. And nilou is unhinged, shes just good at hiding it. Girl was ready to go to jail in the sumeru quest.

Headcannons under the cut

Furina, barb, and nilou do shows together I take no criticism about this. Xingqiu wrote the shows. Neuvillette and childe fund it.

Xingqiu needs to be put in Fontaine. My boy is literally FAMOUS over there. (On a side note, love how every hydro character is famous. Only exception here is yelan but that's cus she's an undercover agent.)

Furina, xingqiu, and barb would get along like a house on fire. You got 3 art kids together, 1 that can get away with stuff, 1 that's smart, and 1 that keeps the shenanigans from getting too big and getting them into trouble. It is a weekly occurrence that neuvillette gets a call telling him his kids went and did some shit again and he's gotta clean it up.

Also childe. He's like that cool cousin that shows up at your door randomly and is involved in a lot of shady shit, but they can't complain cus childe brings xingqiu all of these rare books and makes sure he comes to all of furina and barbs performances and reads monas astrology column in the steambird every morning.

Barb makes coffee every morning for mona and makes sure mona has a balanced diet.

They have weekly tea time. Everyone shows up. No one misses it. Sometimes wrio is invited.

kokomi and xingqiu can talk for hours about anything. Books, strategy, anything. No one understands what they're talking about. Except for ayato but that's only when it's about strategy

Barbara and sigwinne will also talk about medicine for hours and it's even more difficult to understand those conversations

ayato will spawn randomly, hand someone bubble tea and then disappear. It's his way of saying I love you.

He also jumps jumpscares everyone a lot. Not intentionally but just bc someone runs into him and they haven't seen ayato in a few days and he's got Gucci eyebags and looks ready to fight the Raiden shogun. Also because he's just really quiet when he moves. You don't notice his presence unless he wants you too.

All of the adults spoil furina, xingqiu, and barb rotten. Mona tries her best.

None if them like Jean. They think that Jean doesn't deserve Barb after everything but if barb wants to have a relationship with her then they won't do anything.

Candace has fought off a crowd of crazy fans before. She will do it again.

Candace and childe fight once a month. "To see who deserves a name that starts with C" childe says. The matches always end in a draw.

Neuvillette is a better dad then all of their canon fathers.

Barbara will start singing randomly and nilou will start dancing

#12 is in fact based on the fact that Barbara tries very very hard to have a sibling relationship with Jean but Jean never tries back #It's a 2 way street and only barb is making an attempt #Don't get me wrong I love Jean #But their relationship makes me wanna tear my hair out #I might have to make a post about this later #Also I threw some sigwinne in here cus why not #I think her and barb would get along very well #I also want them to talk shit about their patients #I almost forgot about candace #The hydro fam is quite big now #Remember when it used to be 2 kids an astrologist and a battle hungry maniac?#Can u tell I have a favorite #It's Barbara #barbara genshin impact #furina #furina genshin #xingqiu #neuvillette #childe tartaglia ajax #candace genshin #sigwinne #mona genshin impact #kamisato ayato #kokomi #yelan #nilou genshin #genshin impact #genshin #hydro

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steviestits · 1 year ago

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2 of my favorite movies ever Addams family and lost boys <3

They're some of my favorite movies, too! Thanks for the ask! <3

CW: Mentions of Mpreg and murder in the Addams Family one since Steve is Debbie

Addams Family Values AU: Set in Omegavers because that's what the prompter wanted, the events of the movie happen exactly the same way, except Debbie/Steve survives the events, who continues to try to murder Fester/Eddie. Slight Jargyle in this one, btw.

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Steve frowned as he looked down at the frothing broth before him that Grandmama Joyce had put in front of him. To be honest, he thought that he would’ve been done with this family now. He’d tried to kill Eddie more times than he could count, much to his delight, and the whole family twice, but they only seemed to enjoy his murder attempts. Most of them took it as a sign of affection, that he cared enough to plot their murders.

“And this will get me pregnant?” Steve asked skeptically.

“No, no,” Joyce said. “It will increase your chances of getting pregnant. Since you and Eddie are having such problems conceiving, after all.”

They weren’t having problems conceiving as Steve was still taking his birth control, even though he’d told Eddie that he’d stopped. Sex was a good way to control the formerly virgin alpha, and Eddie mostly did as Steve asked in exchange for a roll in the sheets. Not that he needed to that all the time as Eddie was eager to please his new mate and bent over backwards to spoil Steve in every way possible. Steve actually enjoyed it a little, but now that he’d start trying to kill his mate, it wasn’t as if he could stop and seem like a quitter.

“I’m sure it’ll happen eventually,” he replied with a forced smile. “There’s no need to go through all this trouble on my account.”

“It’s no trouble, dear. You’re family, after all. Until death do us part.” Joyce laughed at that and winked, as if the two were sharing an inside joke about Steve’s murder attempts. “I want to see you and Eddie start one of your own.”

“That’s so kind of you, Grandmama. We truly appreciate how much you care for us.”

“I know.” She then placed her hands over Steve’s lovingly. “We all know. Don’t think I didn’t catch that arsenic you slipped in my tea earlier. So sweet of you.”

“Of course. Anything for my dear family.”

It was just Steve’s luck to come across the only family that used arsenic and cyanide as seasonings. He didn’t think he’d done anything to deserve such rotten luck. His parents had it coming after getting him the G.I. Joe instead of the Ballerina Barbie like he asked. And his other mates hadn’t care about him, so of course they also had to go, too. There was no reason at all for karma to curse him like this.

“Go on. Don’t be shy,” Joyce insisted. “Drink up.”

Staring down at the gray, brackish liquid, Steve couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose. He knew if he did get pregnant, the baby would be the cutest in the world, because how could it not with his genetics? A baby would tie him down, and there was no guarantee that he’d make a good parent as could be an awful one like his own, ruining his child’s life by getting the wrong toy thus throwing off their whole sense of self. It was better if he found a way to finally kill Eddie, so he could move on with his life.

Still, it didn’t look like Joyce would be taking no as an answer, and he couldn’t reject the home remedy since it would raise suspicions that he was only after the Munson fortune. All Steve could do was lift the potion to his lips and chug it. He doubted whatever weird remedy that Joyce concocted would be stronger than his birth control, so he should be fine. At least, that’s what he assured himself even as he felt a dull ache in his abdomen.

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Lost Boys Mermaid AU: Like the movies but with murderous mermaids hunting tourists along the coastline instead. Eddie takes a liking to Steve, who is there on vacation due to his parents bringing him along on one of their business trips. Unlike the movie, the mermaids win.

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Steve approached the boardwalk, hoping again to see the members of Corroded Coffin, and most of all Eddie. Their meeting the other day had honestly left an impression on him. While the crew had been a bit rowdy, they’d also been freer than Steve had ever been, so he couldn’t stop from being drawn to them, wanting a taste of the freedom that he’d never been allowed, at least for a little while before he had to leave with his parents again once their business trip was over.

Much to Steve’s dismay, they weren’t hanging by the records store where Steve had encountered them last. He was about to go in when a pair of arms caught him from behind. The grip was tight, tighter than Steve expected, but before he could struggle, he glanced down at the hands, recognizing the rings on them.

“Eddie!” Steve exclaimed happily. “I almost thought I wouldn’t see you again.”

“I promised I’d find you today, didn’t I? Couldn’t let my sweetheart down.”

Eddie then released him, allowing Steve to turn to face him. He was wearing the same heavy leather jacket and chains that he had on previously, looking just as devilishly handsome as when Steve first met him yesterday. A grin spread across Eddie’s face as their eyes met, causing red to blossom on Steve’s cheeks as he blushed.

“Though you really shouldn’t be wandering around alone,” Eddie added while running a finger down Steve’s cheek. “They’ve been finding the bodies of tourists along the beach. Wouldn’t want anything to gobble you up while I wasn’t looking, Stevie.”

Despite the morbid topic, the red on Steve’s cheeks grew, unaccustomed to being flirted with first. Steve usually had to be the one to make the opening move, jump through hoops to get the person’s attention. Even with Steve’s parents, he had a hard time getting them to acknowledge him unless he specifically made his presence known to them. So, Eddie treating him like this, like Steve was something special was enough to make Steve’s heart warm no matter compliment.

“If it was you, I don’t think I’d mind being gobbled,” Steve replied coyly.

“I’d be careful, princess. You might regret it if I took a bite out of you. I wouldn’t let go until I had every piece of you for myself.”

“Like I said, I don’t think I’d mind. I want to give you every piece of me.”

Eddie leaned in, as if to kiss him, but instead clasped a white shell necklace onto Steve’s neck. A shiver ran down Steve’s spine, feeling strange, like his throat was suddenly dry. Steve grasped at Eddie’s jacket to steady himself and clung to the fabric as if his life depended on it, which caused a deep chuckle to rumble out from Eddie’s throat.

Then Eddie brought his lips close to his ear, “There’s a pearl earring to match.”

The breath against Steve’s ear made him inhale sharply and nod, even though his parents would kill him if they saw him with an earring. They were traditionalists and didn’t think men should wear jewelry other than maybe a fancy watch. However, when Eddie whispered the words to him, he couldn’t bring himself to care about what his parents thought, and only wanted to do what would please Eddie the most.

#show: stranger things #steddie #my fics #alex answers #wip wednesday #but on a friday #wip snippets

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messinwitheddie · 7 months ago

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MW "AAWK!"

Mr. Casarez "I have your treat right here, beautiful."

Noise "Hey! You with the face! Could you set me down?... Hello?"

MW "AWK!"

Mr. Casarez "I'm sorry. I'm moving slower than usual."

MW "AAAWK!"

Mr. Casarez "You're right. I should have been home to protect you, but your nuts and seeds don't pay for themselves."

Noise "That was pretty wild back there. Young people, right? Don't worry. You didn't embarrass yourself."

Mr. Casarez "That poor kid. I hope he's ok. Where are his parents in all this?

He needed my help and I failed him. I'm the biggest piece of shit on earth."

Noise "Maybe, but you're the only piece of shit I know, so who can say? You can still help me. Put me on the floor, let me explore this big, horrible world? Hu?"

Noise "CAN’T YOU HEAR ME?! You're too dumb and drunk to be this lost in thought!"

Mr. Casarez "Ow! Please stop. I'm almost done."

Mr. Casarez "Shoo! Shoo! I love you, but, shoo. Just one more minute and you'll have your mango, beautiful."

Noise "FINE! Ignore me! Useless flesh heap! I'll find my own way off your cheap countertop summit! But if I slip and smash to pieces on the floor, I hope you walk across the shards of my remains barefoot!"

MW "AWK!"

(Ignore my dyslexia. I'm dumb as shit and my penmanship is atrocious. That's why I type out all dialogue.)

Last page

This is the first page of this side story that just features ocs. Maybe this meanwhile isn't 100% essential to the story, but I really wanted to explore them a moment. I deserve self-indulgence too (maybe not, but let's pretend.)

Juan loves that damn needy exotic bird. What's the point of owning a pet if not to spoil it and talk to it like family? On the surface life seems sad and lonely, but compared to his first 3-4 decades, he's actually living his best life.

Noise, what a bastard, but he wouldn't be a real JTHM dough boy if he wasn't. Juan IS pretty drunk and not the most observant man. We are the same in that regard (the not being observant thing. Not a drunk. Arguably not a drunk. My bills are paid, I hold down a job, my pets are spoiled rotten and I maintain my home. I'll leave it that that.

I think I unconsciously gave him a Boston accent(?) Maybe he's like Bumblebee and just uses whatever voice he picks up on radio waves? How a salt shaker could pick up radio waves, I have no idea. Haven't decided on his voice. Thank you again for the adopt @psycho-doughart hope I'm doing his character justice.

Halfway done with this meanwhile, then we'll get back to Nny and Squee. As always, thanks to all reading this. You're too kind."

#jthm #nny's looper #au #part 2 #ocs #mr. casarez #noise

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thewrothode-if · 1 year ago

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Questions for all the Ros ••

1) have they ever hurt anyone before (intentionally or not)and if yes,how do they feel about it?

2)Did they break anyone's heart before?(intentionally or not)and if yes ,also how do they feel about it.

3)do they have any scars?and if yes, where and what caused them?

I'm hyped up for this IF,good luck!

1. Have they ever hurt anyone before (intentionally or not) and if yes, how do they feel about it? Thyra: She most definitely has! As the eldest of seven, she has had her moments where she knocked some sense into her siblings, on purpose and not. She never regrets doing it because she justifies it by saying they deserved it. Let’s not forget, she’s also a shield maiden, one out of very few, so she had her dealings with murder while going on raids. She tries her best with not killing, but sometimes it has to happen and she won’t let herself cry about it. She is a viking after all and this is what they do.

Gungir: He has trampled into a few people on accident more than a few times and because of his great height the damage was sizable. He’s pretty clumsy for a viking… For small things such as these, he feels very sorry over. He will apologize profusely and won’t stop until he knows they’re okay. Once again, he is also a viking so he had gone on many raids himself. He has killed more than a few people, though only ones who had raised their sword against him. He has no need to go after innocent bystanders. He doesn’t feel sorry for the people who he fought against, they entered the battle and lost, this is the price to pay.

Raud: Poor Raud, he has hurt many people for many reasons that are too spoilery to say. He does not let himself justify the killings and wallows in sadness and anger most of the time, a punishment he gives his sinful self.

Anne: No murder here, though she has stepped on a few cat paws and felt very deep anguish over it. The poor kitty couldn’t leave until she spoiled it rotten with fish and pets for days on end.

???: As I said, red flag. As a child he did do some ant killing and felt giddy when he saw their squished bodies. One thing though, he never murdered anyone himself he only [REDACTED]. :)

2. Did they break anyone's heart before? (intentionally or not) and if yes, also how do they feel about it.

Thyra: She has. There were many boys who tried to court her in her youth, but she never liked any of them. She’s a tough one to catch and when she sees a trait she doesn’t like, she will drop you. When she thinks back to the days she flat out rejected the boys, she can’t help but smile a smile of humor.

Gungir: He had a long relationship with one woman in his younger days, but she ended up leaving when she understood he couldn’t give her what she wanted. For many winters after that, he stayed depressed, but soon forgot his sadness and now looks back with a bitter happiness at the fun times they shared together.

Raud: No broken hearts from him. He doesn’t socialize with most and once again spoilers.

Anne: She has also broken many hearts, though not necessarily broken because the fool who tried to court her didn’t expect to fight so hard on this matter. She was young, he wasn’t. There was no way she was getting married to someone like him and she’s glad he gave up so easily.

???: Broken hearts all around. He sleeps with all the women and some want more, but they are fools if they do. He plays around with their affection for him, then kisses other women in front of them. How many times do I have to say this? He’s crazy!

3. Do they have any scars? And if yes, where and what caused them?

Thyra: She has a couple scars here and there, most prominent one is sat in the space between her neck and right shoulder from first time raiding, you could say it didn’t go well.

Gungir: Once again, viking, so he has scars on his torso, shoulders, thighs and hands. The one he likes to show off most is the one on his right hand. It’s big and still red. It was the scar that almost led to him losing his middle finger.

Raud: Scars everywhere. Spoilers on where and what they were from, but I can say whoever gave them to him deserve death.

Anne: No scars. She’s spotless except for the small cut on her pointer finger. She tried to cut some bread, but it didn’t go well…

???: He has a set of scars scattered on his thighs. He was a weird child with a knife and I mentioned he liked blood right?

#thewrothode #character-asks #/#interactive if #interactive game #interactive fiction #interactive-if

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hirukochan · 1 year ago

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Hello Hiruko!! I love your fictions!! I wanted to ask you,

What is Dove see when she look Mirror of Erised?

Also sama question for CA!Snape and YourTears!Snape!!

Thank you so much!! Ily!! 🥰🥰🥰

Hi!!! Thanks for the ask! <3

Great question…let’s see. So the mirror shows the most desperate desire of a person's heart, a vision that has been known to drive men mad.

Dove has come a long way since the beginning of ‘Your tears are of no relevance to me’!

In the beginning she would have seen herself with her parents and her sisters. Lilian wouldn’t be named Lilian because they actually stuck around in the hospital to name her themself. Her father is not a sexist piece of shit and he’s happy to have three daughters! Who needs a son! He would love her and be proud of her and she’d be on the Quidditch team of her house.

I actually had a scene planned where Snape asks her whether she wants to try out for Quidditch, she says no and he asks if she is going to let her father take that away from her to which she responds with “for some things it’s simply too late, Severus.”

And - let’s face it - she’d see herself as a Death Eater. It’s all she ever wanted. Her father’s love, respect, the opportunity to prove herself just as useful and capable as a boy and to serve Voldemort.

As for Dove now…she’d see Severus at her side of course. Her girls all grown up, safe and happy and free to choose their own paths away from the pureblood culture and ideals they had to grow up with. And a baby. She loves her girls as if they are her own, but a part of her will always mourn that she won’t get to experience every part of motherhood, that she’ll never grow a tiny person inside her and that she won’t get to give Severus a child of his own. She won’t escape the beliefs shoved down her throat that she is worth less simply because she can’t have children.

Now, Snape. Perhaps a very bloody, very dead, very disfigured corpse of Voldemort, slowly being eaten by Nagini. That went very dark, very quick lol. I think it’s what he expects to see in the mirror. Or Lily, alive and happy though your tears!Snape isn’t really thinking much about Lily anymore. He doesn’t care about the world anymore or his promises to Dumbledore. Dove and his chosen daughters are his first priority and all that matters to him!

He’d see that he succeeded. That the war is over, Voldemort defeated once and for all and his dove safe and sound, happy and without him. She’d have no scars, there’s no hidden pain in her eyes and no ring on her finger. He still believes he is the worst that has ever happened to her. He’d see her with some faceless man that’ll love her like she deserves to be loved, that has never laid a hand on her like he has. She lives an ordinary, happy life.

Maybe he’d see them together. Old and grey surrounded by grandbabies they can spoil rotten because he might tell himself she is better off without him and deserves more and he wants her to be happy and free of him - the mirror is about desires and he wants nothing more than to be with her, see her wrinkly and old, with laughter lines from the wonderful life they had together on her face that’s just as beautiful as on those days she’d stop in the door of the potions classroom and turn around to say “Goodbye, Professor Snape.” - his only light in the darkness.

Carrying Atlas Snape is a bit different. He is more damaged in that fic, has had to go through even more terrible hardships in his life. He is more pessimistic and even more self-destructive. He’d see something very similar to what Harrie saw in her first year when she sat in front of the mirror for hours every night.

He’d see her with her parents, with Sirius and Remus. All alive, all loving her, all happy and safe. There’s no lightning scar on her forehead, she has a more arrogant expression in her eyes and there’s just something to her demeanour, the way her eyes glimmer while she smiles, in the way she holds herself - it’s something Snape has seen in many children passing through Hogwarts over the years, in children he went to primary school with. It’s what Snape has always lacked, since earliest childhood. Something Harrie saw in her imagination when she pictured Neville as the boy-who-lived.

The look of a child that has always been loved, always been well taken care of, nurtured and protected, that has seen no pain, no agony. She is a little brat! He has no doubt about it, after all she was raised by James Potter and yet he’d smile at the mirror because that is the life she always should have had. It’s all he wants for her. And it’s the one thing he can never give her.

#severus snape x reader #snape x reader #snape x you #snarriet #fem!harry potter #severus snape #mirror of erised #ao3 fanfic #your tears tag #carrying atlas tag #ask #oc ask #oc questions

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flowerygoblincroissant · 2 years ago

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My heart crumbled as Asher laid in my arms, slowly bleeding out of 3 deep wounds in his stomach and a battered in face, his soft brown eyes gazing on my face. It might have been dark and stormy, on the verge of rain, yet I could see that he knew he wasn’t going to last long without any assistance, he came there to pass on. This hadn't been the first time he showed up with bruises or bleeding, but this was nothing like what I had seen before. We met when I was a teenage nymph, studying the lily pads and cattails, and he was 6, hiding away in the thicket while older kids ran by him and scraped up all over. I heard him crying and felt the need to help him, using the magic of the lake to patch him up and comforting him the best I could. I had always been weary of humans with all the stories I heard from other nymphs, but the child was clearly in need of someone's help and I was not one for ignoring that. I thought that would be the last time I saw him by how fast he ran off, but he surprised me by coming back with a handful of dandelions as a way to thank me. A strong and fast friendship formed between us that spanded years, needing a healing touch almost every time he came around, though he tried to hide it. I would always heal him and ask him what he was doing to get hurt so often and he always told me I didn't need to worry about it, probably thinking I knew since he thought I was just in his imagination. He started coming around less and less when he got older and more focused on his studies, hoping to be on his own, which I supported in a bittersweet way. I had been wondering how he was doing, since the last time we talked was right before he went for an exam to get into a college he desperately wanted to get into, when his body crashed onto the bank of the lake. I quickly got to work kissing his forehead and putting the water from my lake onto his gashes, the magic I placed in it healing his wounds.

"I got in... I knew... they'd be mad..." he said.

"Give me names." I said sternly.

"Uncle Tom... and Byron..."

I knew those names, Asher had told me that his uncle got custody of him when his parents died a month or so before I met him, and Byron was his cousin. From what I had gathered, Tom adored Byron and never really paid attention to anything but Byron's academic achievements, but apparently, there was more to it. Whatever it was that they did or what Tom let Byron get away with, they had taken it too far and were no doubt trying to find him, something I couldn't allow any longer.

"I'm almost done, Kiddo, so rest up here... this will all just be a bad memory when you wake." I said.

Sure enough, he fell unconscious, but he was in a much more stable condition and I knew the lake would keep him safe as long as he needed to be protected. There had only been a few rare times I left the lake I called home, but I was on a mission and I wouldn't stop until Asher was finally safe... finally free. Luckily, I didn’t have long to find the two, quickly recognizing Byron to be one of the older kids who chased Asher into my like so long ago. They walked around in bloody clothes, holding knives with plastic gloves on their hands, they were prepared for this. The brat and his father were talking about how Asher didn't deserve his scholarship and that, once he was "out of the way," the rotten boy would get the spot. I knew a lot about Asher's desire to go to that college and his dreams of going out into the world and helping people as a doctor. It became clear that Byron wanted the spot in the college in order to take it away from Asher, but didn’t work nearly as hard at it as Asher did. When my dear friend refused to give the spot up because the spoiled brat wanted it, they decided to turn to means that lead to the horrific scene at the lake. These were the type of humans I was warned about in stories by elder nymphs that I grew up listening to, so I was going to respond the same way my elders did. Thunder boomed as they searched for them, all while they were completely unaware of me hunting them down like I saw many wolves do to many a deer or bunny. The rain that followed helped me out, giving me the power that was previously only fueled by the broken damn of pure rage. It soaked the ground and made it more malleable to my influence, which became useful as we reached the other side of my lake, where I used my magic to pull them into the waters below them. They struggled to stay up, dropping their weapons and shouting out of confusion as they thought the ground was still stable under their feet. They flailed around in the lake, trying to get out, but the lake kept them still and allowed me to show my face to them without them being able to fight back, like they tried to do to poor Asher.

"Th-thank goodness, can you help us out, Miss, my son and I are trying to go hunting and we got stuck." Tom asked, lying.

"Oh... so you're not the ones responsible for the boy I found stabbed near my home?" I asked.

Their eyes widened as they realized I knew their ploy, anger spilling across their faces, then they tried to fake being surprised.

"Where did you find him, is he alright?" The uncle asked.

I laughed at them, allowing the water to drag them in a little further, which caused them to yelp and struggle in fear.

"Like I'd tell you anything about him other than how I know exactly what you did..." I growled.

"H-how did you... who are you?" Byron cried.

"I'm Asher's 'imaginary friend' from all those years ago... and I'm doing what I should've done ages ago..."

It was then they realized I knew exactly what they did, that I was the one who healed him when they would hurt him. I used my powers to lift up and examine their weapons, the blood on it glistened as lightning struck in the distance, earning shouts from the two in my clutches.

"Wh-what are you?!" They cried.

"That shouldn't be your main concern right now, you should be hoping the gods show you the mercy that I lack for either of you... goodbye." I said.

With that, the lake swallowed them whole, not even letting the bubbles emerge until they were long gone. Vengeance quelled, I placed the knives back on the ground they slipped on and returned to Asher's side, using his phone to call for an ambulance, disappearing once the medics arrived. Days passed and I checked in when I could, finding that an investigation found that Asher's attackers died after slipping while trying to hunt him down, that he was seen as a survivor and a hero, and that he would be leaving for his new college as soon as possible. I was sad to hear he'd be going away so soon, but I was happy for him, happy that his life would finally turn in a positive direction for him. The day he was supposed to leave, I found a bundle of dandelions and a note addressed to the name he and I came up with for me as my nymph name always confused humans.

"Dear Annie,

For years I convinced myself that you weren't real, just a way to cope with having very little friends after moving here, but now I know it was you that saved my life, you always have. Thank you for everything you've done for me and for being the older sister I never had, I literally wouldn't be here without you. I got accepted into that college, so I'm going away for a long time very soon, but I promise, we will meet again and I'll tell you everything about my new life.

Sincerely,

Asher."

I smiled and waved into the forest, not knowing if he saw it, but honored to have such a sweet message from the kid all grown up. He ended up keeping his promise of coming back during a break after his second semester, bringing a new partner with him, a lovely human who cherished him. They came back at least once every year and, even after Asher and his love have long since passed, his great great grandchildren bring their kids to visit me to this day, and I still love the dandelions they bring me.

He came to my pond every day to play with his “imaginary” friend. Years later he returns beaten and bloody on deaths door so he can die in the only place he had happy memories, little does he know she is very real and very angry.

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tetsuskei · 10 months ago

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Hi girlie, I hope this letter gets to you without any problem.

Just writing to let you know how much I miss your pretty face, and well, everything else about you! How could I not miss you?

I hope you’re taking care of yourself, are things okay for you? Of course you know if I were there I’d be spoiling you rotten, it’s what you deserve.

I know, I know, you’re probably wondering if I’ve gotten myself into any trouble right? Well luckily for you, your man has actually had a pretty easy time lately, but I’m still as sharp as ever. I promise at least to not have any new scars when I see you again (although, you and I both know I look great with them heh)

Love you pretty girl. Be good for me!

Yours,

Childe

hihi ajax thank u for sending me a letter, it’s so so good to hear from you, i’m incredibly happy rn :> 💗

maybe i miss you too and your annoyingly cute face, maybe just a little bit ! it’s not like ur on my mind or anything ! no !

i’m doing well, thank you ! i’m spending my evening resting and such heehee. i think you spoil me too much, all i need is you ! but it is still appreciated <3

i’m glad that you’re alive and well! or i’d personally would have you beat you up (but you’d like that tbh, so it backfires). all of your scars and freckles are beautiful but yes, please hold back on being reckless ! ;(

MWAH kisses for the handsome boy <3 ill be the best i can be for you hehe (maybe) ily 💗

#this letter has me shaking #ajax 𓆩☆𓆪

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chuuyrr · 3 years ago

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aaaa i love your scarlet witch series sm <3 how about scarlet witch!reader where she has kids and gojo spoils them rotten but still doesnt like how her s/o knocked her up

gojo's like "you??? did such things to my daughter??" but he's so lovely with the kids.

i'd like mikey as the s/o but thats up to you!

how gojo is to scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader and mikey's children

jujutsu kaisen x reader x tokyo revengers

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible spoilers for jujutsu kaisen and tokyo revengers, major themes of fluff, dad! gojo and husband! mikey content

╰➤ PAIRING(s): sano manjiro x reader, dad! gojo satoru x reader, platonic! jujutsu kaisen x reader, platonic! tokyo revengers x reader

aww, thanks dear anon! i'm glad that you love the series, i love this series too. plus, this request is so cute omg mikey deserves a happy ending like this ngl :( enjoy reading ♡

"mama! papa! ji-chan's here!"

"satomi! touma! no running on the stairs!"

years had passed since you and mikey became boyfriend and girlfriend, but as soon as you both graduated and fulfilled your dream jobs, it didn't take long for you two to tie the knot and start a family of your own. gojo was delighted for you; not only had he fulfilled toji's promise to look after you, but you were now an adult. you had grown into a strong and beautiful woman, and it made him happy to see you happy with your very own café and mikey. however, you leaving the nest was still difficult for him, especially since you now have children on your own.

it was a sunny afternoon, and you were making lunch in the kitchen, chopping garlic and lemon while sizzling up some steak with your chaos magic, when you heard a knock at the door. you immediately left and dashed towards the living room to make sure your twins didn't trip or anything as they dashed from the second floor, and you were relieved to see them unharmed as they excitedly opened the door with your husband.

"tomi! touma!"

as soon as the door swung open, gojo scooped up the [color]-haired girl and raven-haired boy in his arms, nuzzling each of their faces with his nose, causing them to giggle.

he absolutely loved the twins, satomi and touma. in fact, gojo can't help but spoil them as much as he did you when you were a baby! the twins could say the same about their grandpa. satomi and touma were always excited to see gojo. they would constantly ask when he was visiting or how he was, apart from them asking about curses, delinquent and chaos magic stuff.

you joined mikey who draped an arm around your waist lovingly as the two of you watched the twins fond over their beloved grandpa.

"how are my favorite kids, huh?" gojo asked, plopping them down and ruffling their hair. "god, look at you two! you two have grown so much!" he said softly. "you two better not be troubling your mom and dad."

"nuh-uh, we helped mama and papa!" satomi exclaimed, placing both her hands on her hips proudly.

"we helped folding the clothes earlier, and tomi and i helped sweep the floor too!" touma nodded in agreement with his sister before adding.

"that's good to hear. since you two have been good, I brought some kikufuku mochi from sendai! ta-dah!" gojo pulled out a paperbag, showing your twins the sweets he bought, making them jump up and down with delight.

"dad! don't feed tomi and touma mochi, we haven't had lunch yet," you sighed as you watched gojo hand each of them a mochi to eat. "you spoil my babies too much! you fed them red velvet brownies before supper the last time you were here."

"oh, come on! just for today," gojo shrugged before sauntering over to you and mikey and engulfing you both in his embrace. "how are you two doing? it's been a while," he asked, patting your backs before kissing the top of your head, prompting you to smile and giggle.

"we've been well, thank you, father." mikey returned gojo's smile as you and him pulled away.

"i was making lunch when you arrived," you explained briefly, smiling as you folded your arms across your chest. "on that note, i need to get back to the kitchen; i'll be right back!"

"mama! touma-nii and I will help!" satomi followed you, her twin brother close behind.

"alright, alright! you two bring the mochi ji-chan gave you two to the fridge. no more eating, okay?" you gently reprimanded your children, who nodded in understanding. "okay, mama!"

"good, you two can help mama set up the dining table," you smiled as they trailed after you in the kitchen to get the eating utensils to set at the dining room.

with that, you returned to your cooking. mikey was then left in the living room with gojo. your husband immediately offered gojo a seat, which he accepted, and as soon as he sat, he couldn't help but sigh.

"but i still can't believe you did such things to my daughter."

gojo's face took on a funny pouty expression as he stared at mikey, who sweatdropped and stifled a nervous fit of laughter in response. "haha.."

"but that's okay. kikufuku isn't a baby anymore. she's a grown-woman. as long as [name] is happy, then I'm happy too," gojo said, shaking his head, his face deepening into a genuine smile. "i'm sorry if i was strict on you in the past, mikey, because you know, you were a literal delinquent; the leader of toman and all back in the day."

"it's all good, really. it must have been difficult raising [name] all on your own, knowing she's the scarlet witch. you were just looking after her and i admire you a lot for that, father." mikey took a seat next to gojo, who draped an arm around his shoulder, "my promise to her still remains the same. i will always love and protect your daughter, as well as what we've built together. i still am and will always be grateful that you gave me the chance with [name]."

"i know, i know." gojo stifled a small fit of laughter, "i trust you, mikey. thank you too."

"mama! papa and ji-chan are being emotional together again!" touma yelled from the dining room, causing gojo and mikey to lift their heads to see a black-haired boy and [color]-haired girl giggling mischievously from the open door frame.

"touma! tomi! leave your papa and ji-chan be!" you laughed from the kitchen as you twitched and interlocked your fingers to plate the food with your chaos magic.

"you little rascals, come here!"

gojo jumped up from the sofa and ran after satomi and touma, who let out a shriek before scrambling back into the dining room, laughing.

"run, tomi! run!" touma took hold of his twin sister as they dashed off. "ji-chan's on our tail!"

"right after you touma-nii!" satomi giggled.

everything was livelier in the sano household whenever gojo came to visit you and your family. satomi and touma were especially clingy and playful around their grandfather, and you couldn't help but smile as you intertwined your hands with mikey. seeing satomi and touma with gojo reminded you a lot of your younger self in his presence. your dad had always had a soft spot for children, which is why he remained a teacher at jujutsu tech even though he could be the principal of the tokyo school at this point.

"dad, tomi, touma! that's quite enough, let's eat lunch together. the food will get cold!"

"okay, mama! we'll stop!"

"yipee! mama made steak!"

(fun fact: the name satomi came from satoru and mikey. as for touma, it's kind of a reference for toman whilest also coming from -to and -man of toji and mikey's real name; manjiro.)

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cinnabun-faerie · 2 years ago

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Hi again , I hope you are having a wonderful new year. I love your Fortemps men hcs. How would they react if the Wol was temporarily turned into a little kid and they were put into their care. The WoL is rather distance and Quiet because they never had such luxuries. Keep up the great work :3

Edmont de Fortemps takes in the WoL after they were temporarily turned into a child

A/N: I hope you are having a good year too! I found this was perfect for Edmont, so I hope that's alright that it's just him!

He was an old man now, but regardless, he would not to hesitate to take care of you

he had considered you to be one of his children after all

and it brought back all of the memories of when his boys were younger

however, you were so quiet

he wondered if there was anything that could be bothering you

Artoirel & Emmanellain had been spoiling you rotten

but the sparkle that was usually in your eye when you were happy was just not there

so, he'd ask you when he was tucking you in

"Before I read to you, I must ask you something."

you nod

you never spoke after you'd been turned into a child

"Are you happy here, Y/N?"

a nod and a smile

"While I'd normally believe in your words, I know you too well, Y/N. Should anything be bothering you, you can confide in me. There will be no judgement from me."

"You won't be offended?"

"Of course not. Your comfort is all that matters."

and thus you'd explain how you were not used to the luxuries that they had

and while you were thankful, but you didn't feel as if you deserved it

and felt as if you had to give back to them

"You have already done so much for this family, Y/N. If you are still inclined to give something in return, your smile and laughter is more than enough."

he laughed a lot more as your younger self livened up the household

"Can you read me a story please?"

"Of course. And then it's off to bed, alright?"

and from that next day onwards, you were much more open and lively

he couldn't help but shake his head when you'd go running to the door with Emmanellain in tow

"Hold on a moment. Where are you two off to?"

"Outside! I want to play in the snow!"

"If you're going outside, you need to put some warmer clothes on. A coat and boots perhaps?"

"Mine don't fit me anymore..."

he would go and find one of the boys' old clothes and hope that it would at least be good enough until he can get you some well fitting clothes

"Emmanellain, be sure to keep an eye on them."

"I won't let them out of my sight!"

"I would hope not."

#ffxiv #ffxiv headcanons #edmont de fortemps

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brideofscience · 3 years ago

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What about Roman with a s/o who's an actor?

YESSIR. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS REQUEST 💗 💖 💓

Okay so, I think Roman would most likely date someone who is around his work, since he is really focused on what he's doing.

Regardless what job you're doing there, but if you happen to be and actor

Oh dear

I imagine Roman being strictly platonic towards his future s/o at first, seeing in them opportunity for his new great movie

Helps you a lot with your roles and acting if you need it

Roman is easily attached to people he likes, but actually realizing he's in love can take him some time

He had many partners in the past. Both woman and men are often interested with him and privileges that comes with dating or just sleeping with him

But him actually being all in love with someone? And and actor he works with, so he spends whole days with you besides?

He will panic at some point for sure

Wouldn't be sure if he's ready for relationship

But in reality is just scared of rejection and getting hurt

He's also scared that if you reject him, then he'll have to deal with awkward situations until end of filming and even longer if you work for his company often on other movies

Amazed by your acting skills really

Wants to be around you all the time, yet can act cold towards you if you happen to be too close to him sometimes

Boy is scared of his feelings and don't want to risk your friendship and work on set

His love language would be this kind of casting you for your dream roles if it's possible

Which would eventually lead to him confessing to you, perhaps after work maybe at some party

You two sitting outside with your drinks, Roman starting on how amazing you are and mumbling something along

"Of course you deserve those roles! You're amazing at it! Your passion for this work makes me love you even more and more every day."

Probably won't register what he had said at first, maybe it's alcohol or late hour, but as soon as he realizes

His face would burn bright red, fear in his eyes as he looks in your loving ones

I can see him being so focused on his own feelings and trying to hide them that he actually wouldn't see yours

As a couple he's very serious about your relationship and is trying to prove everyone around that it's not just a quick romance

Spoils you rotten, to the point when you need to tell him he needs to slow down and do something for himself <3

Supportive and protective about your work

Loves working with you or just simply having you around, you're a big support for him

He is always looking forward for the end of the day if you're away, only to cuddle you to sleep in his bed, wrapping his arms around you and keeping you close as you two fall asleep

#roman bridger x reader #roman bridger #scream #scream 3 #scream imagine

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subskz · 3 years ago

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How we thinking about pegging skz? Hmmm??? Any thoughts maybe?

- 🌼

many thoughts indeed hehe not sure if you meant which of the boys would be most into it or what it’d be like for each of them but here are my ramblings

i think felix minho and jisung would like it the most! lix loves feeling small and completely under your control so positions where he’s at your mercy and exposed (like full nelson) would be really exciting to him, but he’d definitely need to be holding your hand or gripping on to you in some way the whole time, he wants to be wrecked and used but he’s still an affectionate clingy baby <3 definitely the type to wrap his legs around your waist if he’s under you

with lino, maybe it’s just my spoiled rotten pillow princess minho agenda talking but i think that when he subs, he’d be a huge bottom bc in his mind if he’s gonna be that vulnerable for you then he deserves to be rewarded for it. he’d have little shame abt whining for you to do all the work, laying there without lifting a finger for your pleasure or his own…that’s simply the price of getting him pliant for you (plus he looks and sounds so pretty how can you really resist ♡)

i see jisung as very needy and desperate in a pitifully endearing way but he’s also quite a pleaser so i think he’d like riding you the most, he’s a natural born entertainer after all he loves to put on a show for you 💞 you holding his tiny waist as he bounces on your lap and basks in your attention would be ideal for him, though there will always be times where he overwhelms himself and starts begging for you to step in and help him out hehe

i think chan, binnie, and hyunjin would be a bit more hesitant at first mostly due to shyness. channie especially has a hard time receiving pleasure without feeling guilty abt it so it’d take a bit of reassurance on your part, and binnie might have to battle it out w his pride a lil bit lmao 😭 i think all 3 of them would still really enjoy it though…binnie would turn into the whiniest baby on earth he wouldn’t be able to get enough of all the focus you’re putting on him. knowing that you get off on seeing him like this would do wonders for his ego, it’d make him feel so special and loved esp if you’re praising him and doting on him every step of the way

channie would be more of a flustered blushing giggling mess than usual but i fully believe he would enjoy being cared for like that. similarly to bin it’d make him feel so loved, it isn’t often he gets to let loose like that and rely on someone else. sweet baby would like it very soft and gentle, he’s already barely holding it together so don’t tease him too much 🥰 he’d have a very hard time looking at you though haha expect a lot of hiding behind his hands or burying his face in ur neck

and as for hyunie once he lets go of his initial embarrassment he’s absolutely hooked. it doesn’t take long for him to forget any misgivings and become a complete…well, whore for you, esp if you get a lil rough with him 😽 bend him over and tug at his hair while you take him from behind and he’s a goner, gasping and moaning and rutting into the mattress with absolutely zero shame

jeongin and seungmin might be a little less open to it, esp seungmo bc he can be pretty shy and reluctant to be vulnerable in his own way (not so much emotionally, more in the sense where he doesn’t want to appear as anything less than composed) plus he straight up refuses to do things sometimes if he thinks it’ll be embarrassing lmao 😭 he would likely prefer a position where he’s facing away from you to avoid getting flustered, like laying on his tummy so he can push his head into the pillows to muffle his moans hehe. all in all probably not his favorite thing~

in yeni’s case i think he’d be more willing than seungmin. he’s shyshyshy but he’s also very curious and very eager to please, so he’d definitely wanna try it at least once, even if he feels a lil awkward abt it. his reactions would be super cute, your every move would make him jump and gasp and let out breathy lil sheepish laughs <3 i think he’d like it from time to time but would probably prefer topping

#ask #🌼 anon #💌 skz #did not intend for this to be so long 😓 my apologies

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while the cat’s away a.k/k.k

pairing: akaashi x kenma x f!reader

wc: 4.5k

description: akaashi shouldn’t have left his two brats home alone for so long

a/n: this was v much inspired by that “i think you deserve two boyfriends” tiktok so thank that guy for this

cw: fem!reader, dom!akaashi, switch!reader, switch!kenma, established poly relationship, safe word check-ins, rules, overstimulation, degradation, humiliation, threesome, cum-eating, aftercare implied

MINORS DNI PLS

Sometimes it can get boring when it’s just you and Kenma at home for the day. You know he’s usually busy streaming and it's usually fine since Keiji keeps you entertained. However, this morning Keiji insisted on handling the grocery shopping alone, saying it’d just be a quick in-and-out trip and he didn’t want Kenma to wake up left by himself. It was hours later now and Kenma had kissed you good morning and swiftly turned to his games. Even on his “day off” he’s playing with some of his friends. You’re kicking yourself now for having recently bought his current fixation.

“Kyaaannmaaaa” you whine loudly and flop onto his lap. He doesn’t even acknowledge you as he moves his controller closer to his face. It’s almost like you’re not even there. You wouldn’t even be sure that he noticed you if it weren’t for the faint furrow in his brows and grimace on his lips.

“Kenma you’ve been playing since you woke up. Can’t you take a little break? I don’t even think I’ve seen you eat yet,” you try to command even just a bit of his attention.

“I’m not hungry.” He grumbles. “And can’t you see I’m in the middle of a match? I can’t just leave whenever.”

Your pouting turns to a full-blown scowl as his eyes leave his game for a moment to peek down at you; he realizes how quickly you’re reaching the threshold of your patience.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry. I know you hate when I play on my days off. Just sit in my lap and we’ll go do something else once this round finishes.” He backtracks. You roll your eyes but maneuver yourself so that you're straddling him with his arms around your waist and yours around his shoulders. You lean your head in the crook of his neck, gaining comfort from the smell of his shampoo even while your boyfriend is annoying the shit out of you.

“You said one more match like 3 matches ago. I thought we had a rule about lying.” You say even though you know he really isn’t listening to you. You can faintly hear one of his friends talking in his headset. You thread your fingers through his grown-out hair absent-mindedly and open your phone with your other hand to text Keiji.

Kenma broke a rule. I’m gonna punish him. See you when you get home x

You’ve barely sent the message before you’re pressing down on his lap a little harder. You wiggle your ass as if feigning trying to get comfortable. You shift Kenma’s headset so that he can hear you whisper in his ear.

“Kenmaaa…” You trail off. “What happened to no lying hmm?” He stiffens and a cruel smile creeps its way onto your face. You place a hand on his chest and continue playing with his hair with the other, trying to coax him. You both know he can’t say anything with his friends on the other side and you relish in the fiery glare he shoots you.

You love how easy Kenma is to fluster. A breathy whisper against his neck. A sharp nip at his neck. It takes little to nothing to set him off. Even when you’re being punished and are forced to simply watch Keiji take him relentlessly. Kenma is breathtaking to you. When he’s annoying you. When he’s shyly grabbing your hand or Keiji’s to fall asleep. When he’s fucked out beyond recognition. At this point you’re probably obsessed over even the red that tints his ears when he begins getting overwhelmed.

Sometimes you have to pay for your teasing but you know today at least, you’re fully in command. You know Kenma is too stubborn to shut off his game in the middle of a match with everyone on. After 3 years with him and Keiji, you know he’s a high-risk-high-reward kind of person. He was going to try his hardest to get through whatever you put him through without making a sound. Double or nothing.

“You remember how to tell me to stop, right?” You whisper again and press a kiss to his ear. Kenma nods.

“Hmm I wonder if I should make you say it out loud with everyone on call? Yea they’d think it’s random but better safe than sorry right?” You tease him. He shivers and goosebumps appear on his skin as you lightly drag your nails up his neck. He grunts softly and rolls his hips up to press against you. His eyes are begging you to drop that idea. Your wicked smile grows and you peck his lips.

“You’re right baby. There’s already plenty of time to embarrass you. Don’t forget to talk to your friends on call Kenma. Wouldn’t want them thinking something happened to you.” You chuckle darkly.

You place your hands under his shirt and slowly slide up until you reach his nipples. They’re already hard from the chill of your room paired with his thin t-shirt. You press against one, softly toying with it with the pad of your finger. You watch as he tries to remain stone faced. His ears are a dead giveaway, though. You kiss all over his neck as he responds to someone. They’re feather-soft teases. You want him to have to beg to be marked by you.

“Kenma you’re so greedy..” You growl and pinch his nipple. He startles a bit at the surprise but quickly regains his composure. “You wanted this didn’t you? Too shy to say outright you wanted me to fuck you while you played?”

“Or is it that you just like riling me up?” You tease him by grinding down onto his hardening dick. You roll both his nipples between your fingertips now, occasionally pinching them.

“Wanted the best of both worlds and even while I’m giving it to you, you can’t even be bothered to make those cute sounds you know I like so much.” You sigh, feigning sadness. You grind against him harder as you play with his nipples. You tease him further by kissing up his neck. It’s hard not to relish in his slight trembles when you blow cool air against his ear. While your focus is mostly on pleasuring Kenma, you cannot help the soft sighs that escape you. Seeing him struggle to control the stuttering of his hips only eggs you on.

“How loud do you think I can be before they can all hear me?” You smirk and let out a quiet moan. Kenma’s eyes widen in panic and he slaps a hand over your mouth quickly. You slowly lick his palm while you maintain eye contact. His golden eyes are transfixed on yours, searching for any measure of mercy. He was kidding himself thinking he would find any. Many sessions with Keiji had trained you to follow through when you committed to something.

Kenma slowly pulls his hand away from your face and you lean in closer. Your lips are just barely brushing against his as you mutter “Either you beg for me with everyone on the call. Or I just keep cumming by myself.”

He knows it’s a promise and not a threat. In terms of stamina, you have always had him beat, making over stimulating him a pretty frequent occurrence. At the beginning he and Keiji would switch out when it got to be too much for him but you two quickly learned that even with tears streaming down his face, his one thought is to satisfy you. You grab his face with one hand, squishing his cheeks a little. With the other you cover his mic. “What’s our word so I know you know it?”

“It’s peaches. I’m ok. I want this,” he rushes out quietly, growing even redder. It’s this neediness that you so deeply craved. Kenma was quiet but he wasn’t exactly shy. When he really wanted something, he would push past his reservations to get it. And finally, right now, he wants you more than anything else.

You finally kiss him deeply and Kenma reciprocates eagerly. To your content, his hips roll harder against you when your tongue enters his mouth.

“Kenma? Why aren’t you moving, let’s go!” You hear someone say. You pull away from Kenma so that he can answer and he furrows his brow, obviously not ready for it to be over.

“Lev maybe if you quit worrying about what I’m doing you’d get more kills.” He quietly snips. You wince and giggle at his harsh tone, almost feeling bad about being the reason behind his expression. You lean close so you can speak into Kenma’s mic and as you talk you’re also taking a beat to fully appreciate how flushed and pretty Kenma looks. His mouth is wet and slightly pink and though his eyes are half-lidded he’s looking at you with full expectancy. It’s enough to pierce your heart. You aren’t sure if you’re actually punishing him or spoiling him rotten.

“Sorry about that boys” You giggle into the mic. Kenma’s mouth twitches downward a little when he hears how his friends’ react to your voice on mic. “Please forgive Kenma, I distracted him a little.”

You don’t really pay attention to how they respond, turning your focus to slipping off Kenma’s boxers and your panties. You toss them somewhere across the room. As you slick Kenma’s dick with your wetness, it crosses your mind that Keiji could come home at any moment. You haven’t even looked to see how Keiji responded to your text. You’re probably screwed if he told you to wait until he gets back but you can’t focus on that with Kenma looking at you so eagerly, using every inch of his self-control to not fuck up into you.

Placing him at your entrance, you hold his gaze as you slide onto him. You take him all the way, forcing yourself to be just as quiet as he is. You let him try and focus on his game as you slowly roll your hips, silently screaming at how full he makes you feel. You fixate on the way his brows furrow and his breath quietly hitches. Kenma’s face is fully flushed as you ride him, not willing to give in or lose his game. You smirk and turn around slightly to look at his game. It brings you a weird sense of satisfaction that, even though he’s playing like normal, his dick is already twitching like he’s close.

“Kyanma when’d you get so sensitive?” you tease quietly. “You been secretly touching yourself recently? Huh?”

“I-I” he begins to stutter out indignantly, trying not to pant too loudly. You cover the mic one more time. “I w-wouldn’t dare. J-just feels too good.”

You continue rolling your hips, reaching up with your other hand to palm your own breast. You don’t even try to resist the tightness building inside you. You let out a low moan as you shudder around him, your walls clenching around Kenma’s dick so deliciously that you can see the air choked in his throat as he stifles his own moans. As promised, you fuck him through your orgasm. His trembling makes it so much harder for you to relent. You want him to cum so badly, forcing you to turn off his game and fuck him until he’s a sobbing mess.

He does so almost as soon as the almost obsessive thought crosses your mind. He holds you tight against him and buries his face in your collar, biting down hard in a final act of defiance. You yank Kenma’s head back by his hair and he’s glaring at you like his face and chest aren’t completely flushed and his pupils aren’t blown out. You let go of his hair and simply smirk and your anger makes it so much more fun to force shut down his computer.

You wrap a hand around his neck and squeeze. “Kenma’s been such a naughty fucking kitty today haven’t you?”

You slam down on his dick again and Kenma moans loudly this time. You aren’t sure if it’s from the pain of being overstimulated or simply the fact that he no longer faces the threat of embarrassment. Regardless, you know he’s going to be begging for that feeling again by the time you’re through with him.

You hear the front door of your apartment open and the familiar jangle of Keiji’s keys and soft footsteps. Keiji’s home but he puts the groceries away first. You know this is him giving you both time to collect yourselves and be on your knees somewhere for punishments. You know this but Kenma doesn’t look keen on moving and your heart is already beating in anticipation at how much further you could take this.

You hear Keiji’s footsteps grow louder and in seconds he’s right in front of you, analyzing what he’s seeing: an unplugged computer, Kenma slowly regaining his composure, and you right in his lap, lazily looking over at him with a smug little smile on your face.

“Hey baby.” You can tell from one look what Keiji told you in response to your text. You can't help the way your body shudders in expectancy as he stares at you sternly. You kiss Kenma’s neck gently as you meet Keiji’s gaze, knowing full well you won’t be ready for the punishments he will be handing out.

“You had no intention of listening to me, did you?” Keiji says fondly as he walks over and stands behind you. He slides his hands around you: one pulling your against him, the other guiding your head up. His touch is gentle, his fingers moving you more so as a suggestion than a command. You struggle to keep your eyes open and on his beautiful features. Dark hair that curls in the strangest spots fell slightly forward. The sharpness in his deep blue eyes contrasts the loving way he strokes your cheek.

“Mmm… not really. Mmsorry ‘Kaashi but it’s so… much easier to just ask you for forgiveness. You’re so sweet to us.” Your words slur a bit and you smile up at your other boyfriend. You secretly wonder if you’re making the right call by pushing his buttons further. But oh well.

“Oh it's so much easier is it?” Keiji asks, his voice takes on an icy tone. He finally glances towards Kenma, slightly dazed as he watches you both. “Kenma do you agree?”

You all know that no matter what Kenma says, he’s already in deep shit for going along with you. However, there is still a right and wrong answer. He could either a) agree and punish you with Keiji and receive a lighter punishment or b) side with you. The two of you make eye contact as he weighs his options. Memories of you sandwiched between them, mind hazy as they treated you like little more than a toy flood you. You vividly remember the time Keiji sent you over the edge repeatedly while you choked on Kenma’s dick, tears forming from how desperate for air you were. And the way they gazed down at you with your panties shoved in your mouth, so fully focused on making you scream that you feel like you’d been caught by two beasts.

You would never openly admit how much option A makes your mouth water but you don’t have to. Kenma doesn’t miss the way your thighs try to squeeze together, only to be met by his in between. Or the way your breathing has slightly picked up again. Or how you tightened around his still-sensitive dick the moment the thought crossed your mind.

“Yea ‘Kaashi… you’ve been really nice lately.” Kenma looks between you both and smiles before pressing close and embracing you. He holds onto part of your shirt and nuzzles into your neck. You don’t care if he was saying we’re in this together or I'm not letting you get all the attention after you ruined my game. Regardless, you still get to see Kenma trembling right next to you with puffy lips slightly parted, ready to beg, ready to need, ready to please.

Keiji stifles a laugh behind you, covering it quickly before petting both you and Kenma’s hairs. “I didn’t realize I’d been so gracious to my little brats. I guess that means you think it’s finally my turn for a reward?”

“What do you want us to do Master?” You ask coyly.

“Well for one I want you two properly seated somewhere on the floor.” Keiji says coldly. He moves away and you and Kenma quickly take your places. On your knees. Eyes expectant.

“Kitty you look like she put you through hell” Keiji coos at Kenma, looking down at him while he strokes his cheek. You huff.

“I didn’t even-”

“Did I say you could speak sweetheart?” Keiji cuts off your attempt to explain and you know better to try any further. He doesn’t even need to look towards you to keep you in check “Kenma. Why don’t you tell me exactly what happened.”

“S-she got mad at me for being on my game so long that she rode me while my mic was on and wouldn’t let me c-cum unless I… begged with everyone on the line.” Kenma looks up at Keiji pleadingly.

“And did you?” Keiji prods.

“D-did I?” Kenma splutters in surprise. The red flush on his body seems permanent at this point.

“Well you obviously came. I can still see it leaking out of her all over our floor. So. Did you beg?” Keiji doesn’t let Kenma avoid his gaze, leaning forward with a firm grip on his cheeks.

“N-no.”

“No. Instead you bit her.”

Of course he noticed that.

“So let me see if I got this right. Instead of accepting your punishment like a good boy or conceding… you decided to take advantage of her kindness and my absence. God it’s like you want that pretty ass of yours lashed until you can’t even sit in your gaming chair.”

Kenma takes in a sharp inhale, trembling slightly. You gulp in turn, knowing that even though Kenma was worse, you aren’t safe from reprimand either.

Keiji fixes his sharp gaze on you and finally acknowledges you. “Did I agree to letting you punish Kenma?”

“No Sir.” You answer quietly, trying to keep the shivers threatening to expose your excitement at bay.

“Take off your shirt and lie on the bed.” He sighs and begins unbuttoning his shirt. You do as you’re told, removing your oversized sweater as you climb onto the king-sized mattress.

“It seems that I’ve been too lenient with the both of you so really the fault lies with me. Allow me to take responsibility for that now.” Keiji says. He stands before you and takes in your form, surely noting how much you’re quivering before lifting and spreading your knees, leaving you on full display. He turns back to Kenma.

“Kitty you should take this chance to properly apologize. Come clean up the mess you made.”

Kenma is just as compliant, quick to kneel where Keiji orders him right in front of your dripping pussy. He can’t even attempt a front, immediately capturing your clit in his mouth. You moan and buck a little at the sudden sensation.

“Easy there Kitty. Take your time.” Keiji chides softly. Kenma hums in response and opts to lick a long stripe against you instead. He tries his hardest to pace himself as he mouths you, gently pushing his tongue in between your folds.

Keiji opens your bedside table and grabs a bottle of lube, squirting some on his own hand and onto Kenma’s ass. You feel the shiver that rips through Kenma as the cold gel runs down him. He takes a quick second to let out a shuddering breath but doesn’t dare look back. You, however, fully stare as Keiji gingerly begins fucking Kenma with his middle finger. Kenma quakes at the feeling and Keiji revels at the sight of you two and how your moans and his combine in the air and fill the room.

“Baby you’re so shameless” Keiji mewls “taking so much pleasure from all the chaos you caused.”

You can’t even argue his point. Every thought of disagreeing had left your head the moment Kenma’s lips had touched your throbbing pussy. All you can do is whine in response.

Keiji doesn’t take his eyes off of you when puts his hand on the back of Kenma’s head and presses him down further. “Make sure you get all the way inside. Only bad boys leave someone else to clean up after them.”

Kenma simply whimpers in response and thrusts his tongue inside you, trying his hardest to move his hips to meet Keiji’s pace at the same time. You can tell Keiji’s purposely changing it to make it harder for him. You continue to tense up helplessly and barely contain your writhing with the very last bits of control over yourself. You know better than to cum right now but the waves of pleasure rushing over you and the sight Keiji fingering Kenma open are quickly clouding your brain.

“Please...” you beg, aching for release. Keiji looks up at you and smiles softly, an utter betrayal when his next words leave his lips.

“Kenma, stop now.”

You both whine and turn your attention to Keiji, facial expressions mirroring each other. He pets Kenma’s hair and plants two quick kisses on his wet mouth. You sit up and pout.

“Keiji, Sir, please, I wanna cum so badly.” You beg, head spinning a bit from the sudden loss.

“Oh so now you acknowledge that I’m in charge.” He says and moves to kiss your cheek next, He places feather light kisses against your jaw as you whine and whimper in protest. Drawing close to your ear, he whispers icily “I have half the mind to fuck your pretty little throat so raw you wouldn’t be able to speak for weeks without regretting testing me. But I’m sweet, remember? So listen before I forget that.”

All your dissent dies in your throat and you stiffen.

“Ready to be a good little girl for me now?” He inquires in his normal tone. It’s almost scary how easily he can flip between the two. All you can do is nod and accept the deep kiss he offers as a reward, moaning into his mouth. “Good, now get on the floor next to Kenma. Wanna see you two suck me off.”

You quickly do as you’re told and sit on your knees next to Kenma while Keiji slides off his pants and underwear. With Keiji sitting on the bed in between you, you let a thick glob of spit fall on his dick and work it down with your hand, slowly stroking him. Kenma positions himself and takes Keiji’s head in between his lips, hollowing his cheeks as he sucks him down.

“You two have been so naughty today and now look at you..” Keiji says breathily and pushes your hair back away from your faces. “Sharing my dick so nicely with each other.”

You and Kenma kiss sloppily around the head of his dick, letting your tongues coat Keiji further in spit. Even though you and Kenma bicker more often, the one thing you two agree on without fail is that Keiji looks the hottest when you service him together. It’s how his eyes focus fully on the looks you give him, full of trust and devotion. How he’s always sure to praise equally as he grips whatever or whoever is nearest to gain some kind of grounding.

“Neither of you is getting my dick today... but you can make each other cum. Should be enough, right? Since you two were so impatient you couldn’t even wait for me.” Keiji teases in between his groans. You try to shove down your disappointment as you use your free hand to reach for Kenma’s dick. You pump him in time with the rhythm you manage to form with Keiji’s large dick in your throat. Your eyes burn but you try to keep down your gags and moans as Kenma starts rubbing your clit fervently, wanting instead to clearly hear how he and Keiji sound. His touch is vengeful, a punishment for putting him in this mess and you nearly see stars from the feeling of his sticky fingers circling your most sensitive spots.

“P-please Sir, t-this time I really can’t hold it,” Kenma whimpers, looking utterly destroyed with tears clinging to his lashes and a trail of spit still connecting him to Keiji’s dick.

“If you think you can keep servicing us while you cum then go ahead baby, but you better keep moving.” Keiji permits and it’s all Kenma needs to cry out and shoot out ropes of his cum all over your hand. He continues his ministrations against you and Keiji and soon it’s your own hips that are stuttering. You do not have Kenma’s level of control so you try to shove down your incoming orgasm.

“I need you to cum Sir please, please please. I-I won’t last. Please I want you to cover us with your sticky cum” you beg. You look up at him from under your lashes as you go back to mouthing him and feel him throb in between your lips.

“Yes Sir pleaseee. Want your cum all over.” Kenma adds, his words slurring together. If he couldn’t focus on both speaking and pleasuring his partners he would simply put his all into the latter.

“Want my cum? Want Sir to make a mess all over those pretty little faces?” Keiji groans, bucking his hips into your mouth.

“God yes please.. Please!” Kenma continues and Keiji takes his dick out of his mouth to stroke himself over your faces. Kenma is steadily bringing you to your own edge and you both can’t help but open your mouths in hopes to catch Keiji’s cum on your tongue while you orgasm. With a shout, Keiji begins cumming, spurting all over you and Kenma.

“Go ahead sweetheart, fucking cum right now” Keiji hisses and you convulse as you finally let go, holding onto his leg as your orgasm rips through you. It’s hard to focus on anything besides how easily Keiji and Kenma make you feel like you’re in heaven.

“Now.. have we all learned our lessons?” Keiji utters once he’s down from his high. The sight of Kenma and you leaning against his legs for support makes his heart swell.

“Yes.. Sir.” You two manage to get the words out.

“See I knew my little ones were smart.” He coos gingerly moves to first pick you up and place you onto the bed and then Kenma before grabbing wet wipes. “Now let’s get you all cleaned up.”

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