#but oh man nerves are my only natural enemies

[maidofmetal]

getting your nerves stabbed with needles does infact hurt!!

[sensei-venus]

Xolo Maridueña x midsized!fem reader enemies to lovers smut? 💜😼

(Unedited) (Borderline Smut, Enemies to Lovers, Cussing, Xolo being a dick, Making Out, Fingering.) (P2 TBA)

“For the hundredth time no Xolo! You can’t borrow my practice board! Go ask one of the assistants to go get you one. This is mine, I brought it from home.” Reader practically screamed from across the court yard. She stomped away from the main set, her personal breaking board in hand.

The staff on hand watched the whole situation go down in only a matter of minutes. No one had the nerve to try and get between the two. Their bickering was a common thing on and off set. Almost everyone had grown accustom to their weird behavior.

Every incident seemed to start with Xolo doing something to get on Reader’s bad side. He would try and do the smallest things to piss her off when ever he could. Every chance he could he did something.

Taking her things, pranking her with Jacob, saying mean things, taunting her on set , making her mess up scenes just to laugh at her. He would constantly pester her over tiny things knowing what ever he was doing would make her mad or upset.

The minute she showed up to work on set he seemed to have his eyes on her. It was almost as if he made it a personal mission to become her enemy. Just about everyone was surprised at his actions. It wasn’t like Xolo to be so mean to someone and so randomly at that. At times even Jacob and Tanner had to say something to him about his nasty behavior.

After a while they just gave up on trying to stop him.

He never showed any signs of stoping his new mean nature to the new chubby girl. They just tried their best to keep them away from each other as much as possible.

Which didn’t always work, seeing as they were both on set together a lot.

“Oh come on, can’t you let me use it for like a hour or so? It’s not that big of a deal you know. You’re kinda being a bitch about this.” Xolo laughed as she walked away from the main set.

They had just finished the last scene of the day so everyone was slowly disappearing off set for the day. A few staff members and set hands still prowled around to take things down. The only main cast members still on set where Xolo Reader and Tanner.

“Dude can you stop saying that stuff? Reader didn’t do anything to you to have you messing with her all the time.” Tanner hissed from Xolo’s side. His eyes were pulled tight as he grimaced Xolo’s way. This made Xolo roll his eyes while pushing his thick curls back with his free hand. He snorted at Tanners words and just shook his head.

“No man you should really go apologize to her right now.” Tanner said in a serious tone. He crossed his arms as they sat in a short silence before Xolo groaned loudly. Tanner being fed up with the other guy started to walk away with a small head shake.

Heading towards his own trailer he hears Xolo yell out “Fine! But just this once because I don’t want her getting the directors involved!” Tanner just rolled his eyes.

Xolo slowly made his way towards the trailer that was known to be Reader’s on the back lot of the set. It was parked out by the very back of the trailer lot. He wondered if that was just where they assigned it to be dropped or if the girl asked for it to be parked there. The thought was put on the back burner as he neared the trailer.

With a small huff he walked to the door and knocked. A quick “Come in!” Sounded from the other side making him open the door and walk in.

The trailer was a decent size, a large vanity set up near the door, a small table and booth nook in the middle with some over head shelves, a small bathroom in the back and a very small couch on the ver back end. The place screamed “Reader’s sanctuary” from the moment he stepped in.

He was actually a little surprised at the inside, he had never actually been in Reader’s trailer before. It was definitely decorated in her own style.

Reader sat in one of the booths in the nook area scrolling on her phone. She looked up with a small but the minute she got a good look at Xolo she was scowling. Venom seemed to almost drip from her voice “Oh great Xolo, back again to try and fuck up my day? What your still mad I wouldn’t let you mess with my board? I told you to go get your own you asshole.” Her eyes locked onto his. He could feel one of his eyes twitching.

“No I don’t want your stupid board you dumb-“ he quickly thought back to Tanner and his words. His own thoughts coming back up about the situation. He knew that he was on thin ice right now because of his and Reader’s consent arguing on set.

One more big situation and he could be suspended.

“No I’m just here to apologize for what I said earlier and for trying to take your practice board. It’s my bad, I’m sorry.”

“Puff- yeah right. Who said something this time? Jacob? Mary? Pay-“

“It was actually Tanner.”

The room was silent for a moment as all of it sank in.

“Yeah Tanner would be the one to be done with your little bullshit comments and big mouth.” She raised a brow while smirking at him. Her eyelashes fluttering a little as she looked up at him. Her eyes piercing his while they just stared at each other.

He hated her so much.

He hated her eyes and her lashes, her brows and lips, her cute noes and chubby cheeks. Her soft hair and nice shoulders.

Her fat tits that always seems to be pushed up to the high heavens. Soft belly and nice thick hips and thighs.He wanted them wrapped around his head. He wanted them to smother him while he got off to it.

Why did she have to be so fucking difficult.

“Yeah what ever Reader, just accept my apology so I can leave.” He sighed. Reader only smirked before crossing her arms and leaning back in her seat. With a laugh she reply’s back “What if I don’t? What if I don’t want to accept your stupid lame ass apology? What are you going to do about it?” She taunted. Xolo’s patience was growing thinner by the moment the longer he stood there.

Not to mention his earlier thoughts starting to get to him. His pants were tight and it was only a matter of time before it got worse and Reader might be able to catch on to him. The pants he put on after filming were not as baggy as he would like them to be at the moment. If his dick got any harder it would be insanely obvious to everyone in the room.

She quickly gets up from the table and starts to quickly push him back. Not physically but her stance causes him to walk backwards to the front of the trailer again. At first he thinks she trying to get him to back out of her trailer, just kick him out before going to report him for his behavior. Soon enough he is backed into the wall by the door. But she doesn’t force him towards it. Just backing him into the wall by her vanity.

Moments tick by as they just stand there together in the heated air.

He doesn’t even know what happens next. Maybe he blacked out or something because when his eyes come back into focus he’s pressed up against her.

His body is smashed into hers as he lifts her up onto her heavy vanity. Things clank onto the floor as they are pushed off the table top but they don’t seem to care. His lips are on hers while his hands grab at her fatty sides gripping at her rolls. His fingers push up her shirt and sink into her soft flesh. She moans into his mouth while he pinches at her skin. She shivers at the attention and grips at his shirt collar. Her own hands slowly dip under his tshirt to ghost over his tanned and ripped muscles. Finger tips dipping into his abs.

“Why do you have your be so fucking difficult all the time?”

“Why do you have to be so annoying all of them time.” Reader hisses as they pulled away for a brief moment.

They both panted for a while before Xolo started to get handsy again. In a blink of an eye he was helping take off Reader’s pants, throwing them somewhere on the trailer floor. His fingers dug into her panties, peeling them off her and letting them fall below. His lips meet hers again while he started to play with her. Fingers fondling around her wet folds and sipping thought them.

Collecting all her wetness so he could tease at her hole. She was dripping wet by the time his digits found their way into her hole. She whimpered as he plunged in, fingering her tight cunt open.

He smirked into their kiss at the feeling of her tight walls around him.

(Part two maybe???🥴)

[short-black-diamond]

Enemies/Hater #3 for Kunigami?

I know that man has a monster sized dick

AYO THIS COMBINATION IS DANGEROUS, you are playing with fire here, anon!!!

warnings/summary: smut obviously, Our hero looses his v-card~!, bullying, and fluff, also a lil confession scene, and you and Kunigami are huge dorks, also I'm putting one of my kinks in there (find out what it is!), and Oliver slander (I love him but I don't like his cheater-nature, so imma use it as a plot device)

again, this will be as vanilla as possible. or not.

word count: 5.1 k words oh man...✌💀😭

taglist: @kyuzra, @ann-teige, @loser-vxbez

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Tea-kettle.

your father always called people who took too long in the traffic with their cars to drive around tea-kettles. When people acted like dumb children, when people got on his nerves...tea-kettle.

Simple, but sophisticated.

And, well, you took after your father.

You just had the biggest luck of having no other male than Kunigami as your new roommate for the new semester, and for the most part, it was nice with him.

Well, except for the part that his clothes were basically everywhere, and even in places they shouldn't be, for example worn and sweaty and stinky socks the kitchen?

But that was not the only ick he had. He was way too calm and tried to mansplain you over and over again with stuff you'd do with your girl-math.

And that would always lead to arguments. I mean, who cares if the coupon expired, the staff would close an eye on a sweet thing like you and done was the thing, so why did the orange haired guy have to mind your business?

"Jeez, can't you let me be for once?"

"You're not doing it right. The coupon has expired-"

"Why can't you mind your own business?", you'd say in an annoyed tone, with the male looking down at you, confused and also slightly irritated.

"Because it's not fair for the workers-"

"They were still ready to accept it, dude. I even told them before you came back with your pack of 'protein' chocolate bars."

And then he'd look to the side with a frown and a cute pout.

And, well, you've grown to hate him a bit because of that. When he was gone for practise or afternoon school, the apartment would be silent and pleasant, with you being able to clean up everything and even cook something nice as he'd come home.

But, as soon as he'd come in, he'd ask stupid questions like; "How much kcal does a portion of your food have?", "Is it oily?", "You cooked too much."

Ugh! Can't he let you be for once? You also don't ask him about everything!

"Stop asking me those questions, and just eat what I cook!", You'd exclaim in an annoyed tone, already irritated by the mere smell of his sweat (caramel*cough*Bakugo*cough*), and you'd huff.

And then, Kunigami Rensuke would have the audacity to ask you why you behaved like that, because he was just asking normal questions and he liked keeping a diet.

...yeah, would be hard for somebody who wasn't japanese and only knew how to cook cultural and traditional home-food.

and it is tiring. Having the same arguments over and over again.

And thus, you gave Kunigami the name "tea-kettle", leaving him dumbfounded at the nickname insult. whenever he asked you what you meant by that, you'd just huff and tell him that you were busy with somehting.

But, that was not the only thing that made you irritated and angry the whole time.

You had just broken up with your boyfriend Oiver, having him caught cheating on you with a blonde bitch who couldn't even hold a candle next to you.

And you were horny.

More than the average human.

So...you ordered a few dildos...which were pretty big.

...

Kunigami thought you were cute, but weird. Easily frustrated and pretty irritable. you were a feisty woman.

He didn't know why you'd always snap at him when he'd ask you simple questions. He always apologizes when you scold him for forgetting to do something or doing something wrong.

He doesn't know why you are like this. Even though you're a great roommate who loves a clean home and can cook, he doesn't like your attitude.

Not a single bit.

...okay, maybe a little. But most of the time, it irritates him as well. He's just glad that he could have a silent night because you were not a night owl...until you became one.

And he also had to listen to the noises you made...making him blush, and also move his member into a stiff position.

Kunigami had trouble deciphering your personality. He had trouble getting smart from your 'girl-math'?? and why you always yelled at him with his clothes.

He can't be blamed when they fly all over the place, he also forgets where he placed his belongings, but now he's the one irritated.

Now, since a month, he has to listen to you going dumb over fucking a dildo, having to listen to your moans, whimpers and gasps while you pump it in and outside of you.

and it was also you who said a month earlier that you didn't like dicks.

That you despised them. That they looked weird.

You said that dicks were disappointing.

But why were you riding one then? Did something happen for you to change your mindset?

...

It was a late afternoon when you came home to the apartment just like you left it, which meant that Kunigami wasn't home yet. Perfect.

You quickly went into your room, taking off your bottoms and then taking out the dildo you purchased just recently. It was bigger than the ones you were using previously, and you could also stick it to the ground or wall to ride it.

and just as you were done putting it into your awaiting vagina, Kunigami stepped in to your room. He leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, staring at you with a serious expression and a small blush as you tried to cover yourself in a haste while you yelled profanities at him.

you were embarassed to be seen like that, having a big cock inside you, and being caught by your crush roommate doing something explicit like that. But...it turned you on. you were an exhibitionist at heart, and getting caught in such a position, with your legs spread to have him see your pussy and thr orange dildo inside it...it made you wet.

"You said that dicks were dissappointing, so what is that?", he mused and took in your form. Your brows were furrowed, face red...from embarassent or pleasure? you were panting like a bitch in heat, and he also caught sight of the large silicone cock you had buried deep inside you.

"Not your dick, that much is clear!", you snapped back. you wanted to yell at him to leave the room. To blackmail him. but...you also wanted to see where this was going. He didn't look disgusted with you being horny. He didn't look disappointed...more...amused?..maybe also aroused?

He huffed in amusement before sitting himself down on your desk chair manspreading, making you ogle at his hard-on, which was way larger than the one you had inside of you. He nodded his head to your direction, smirking.

"C'mon, tell me. Why should my dick be disappointing?", Kunigami asked and slowly took his hands from his thighs up to his zipper. You gulped as you watched him like a hawk.

"hmpf! B-because you probably have a small di-", and gone was your voice when Kunigami took it out. too heavy to stand upright was the seven inch penis he held in his pants, thicker than a soda can, and veiny was it too.

Kunigami bit his lip as he blushed from your wide eyes. Kunigami had no idea what the fuck he was doing. Not a single idea.

He was the biggest virgin after all, but he knew from his friends that he had a rather large cock. However, you were the first one to actually see it. The first female, to be precise.

and, well, since you were a girl and also somehow his crush, Kunigami felt his ego and pride increasing every passing second your eyes lingered on his dick.

"Do I have a small dick, ____?", came out in a soft, deep tone. You took a shaky breath before closing your eyes and shaking your head no.

You were salivating, in your mouth and your pussy. His cock was glorious. it even looked big in his hands, which were also pretty big to begin with. you gulped down your saliva before you tore your eyes up to his face. "N-no...", you choked. You forgot about the cock which rested inside your pussy and just thought about his, your eyes widening and gasping when he drove his thumb over the head.

It looked amazing, just that single movement, with him rubbing his thumb around the tip of his head. "hnn...mm...", he whimpered and moaned as he slowly started to masturbate.

"Th-then why...of fuck...why do you hate me?", he gritted through his teeth when he applied pressure while rubbing himself. your eyes widened and you blushed even more.

You raised yourself to walk over to him and emphasize that you indeed didn't hate him anymore, but you forgot that you had somehting inside you, and you gasped when you felt the dildo drag his thickness along your walls.

Kunigami saw it. the way the dildo raised itself a bit while you were trying to stand up from your seat, how wet it was...he moved his hand up and down his dick once with force, and flinched with a whimper.

"ahh...I-I don't hate you...!", you moaned when you sat back down. But you raised yourself right again. If Kunigami made himself feel good, why shouldn't you?

"Oh yeah? ...th-then why are you a-*hiss*-always yelling??", he groaned when he saw you slowly riding the dildo. your boobs were jiggling with every rise and fall you did, and he also couldn't ignore the slapping sound which erupted softly. He gulped and sighed shakily as he flicked his wrist around his cock.

"mmh, because you never do what I tell you!...ah..hah...Your c-clothes are always thrown somewhere...oh...a-and you always forget to do stuff!", you exclaimed, speeding up your thrusts on the cock.

Kunigami hissed in pleasure when he pressed down on his dick head. His dick twitched painfully at the way you were assaulting the dildo. he was jealous that he wasn't inside you. He bit his lip, glaring at the orange dick.

"why is it orange??", he asked after he stopped jerking off for a moment. you somehow blushed even more. "...i...um...", you spoky shyly, looking at the ground in front of you.

And, well, he took it as a chance to stand up and walk over to youpushing you onto your back harshly. You gasped when his rough hands touched your soft body, and he hovered over you with a smirk, sitting on his parted knees and toes, your legs on his thighs as he brought his hand up and down his dick while the other one took hold of the dildo inside you.

"does it...remind you of me?", he asked softly, quietly, as he slowly took out the dildo. you held in your breath, not daring to say anything. you were embarassed, laying on your back with your legs over his and seeing him so...seductively...majestically...on his knees as he looks down on you.

Suddenly, you were filled up to the brim, knocking the air out of your lungs. Kunigami pressed the plastic cock into you with force, and you choked on your own breath.

"Come on, ____...answer me.", he says in a deep tone, and you could hear a hint of irritation but moreso desire in it. You averted your eyes shyly.

"yes...", you breathed out and looked at him. you felt bare, with no bottoms and you also decided to wear a low-cut, tight shirt with no bra. you had cute thigh highs though.

And Kunigami...well, like I said...he looked majestic, with his tight shirt, having sweated a little into it, making his abs and pecs more defined, along with his pants nearly getting torn open as they tried holding his muscular and flexed thighs covered. and then there where his arms, one being directed to your frame while the other held his member.

and...his eyes...his face...he looked so handsome...like a prince, or king...he was your hero.

He huffed in amusement before leaning more and more down, until he was hovering over your torso. his hands were now planted on either side of your head as you looked at him with wide eyes, feeling his hot, big dick against your stomach and the dildo inside you get sucked in by your pussy.

you gulped when he took a strand of your hair and kissed it. "Listen, ____...I'd...like to do it with you.", he spoke gently, softly, only for you to hear as he gazed at you through his lashes. he had a small blush on, even though he was literally jerking off to you in front of you a few moments ago.

your face heated up. you were surprised he even wanted to have to do anything with you. but, you should've seen it coming when he didn't call you disgusting and took his cock out instead.

"why?", you asked, feeling shy and vulnerable underneath him. His gaze on you was intense and you couldn't help but look away in embarassment.

Kunigami carefully put one of his large hands on your cheek and slowly directed your face to look at him. "Because...even though you have an attitude with me, you're actually a pretty sweet person...I mean", he spoke and took one of your hands and softly tracing his thumb on the back of it, "you clean up the apartment...you cook nice meals...and you're also a pretty chill roommate, although we often get into arguments."

you huffed in embarassment. "how dare you confess to me while I have a dick inside me and yours is hanging out?!"

Kunigami blushed as well. "I-I want to do it with you! And you asked me why! So I answered!"

there was a moment of silence as you two stared at each other, completely flustered. Then you brought your hands up to his face. he blushed once more. you frowned at him with red cheeks.

"then...l-let's do it...", you whispered before you kissed him. His eyes widened when your lips connected with his. Rensuke's eyes fluttered to a close as they rolled back and he kissed you back passionately.

you moaned against his lips when he parted the first kiss and opened his mouth, making out with you. his tongue rubbed and danced against yours, and you could taste some of the leftover soup he must've eaten which you prepared earlier.

While he was getting lost in the feeling of your mouths clashing against one another and your sweet moans, one of his hands started to wander as the other one held himself up above you. the one which wasn't holding himself upwards caressed your side, then went up to gently squeeze one of your bra-less tits, groaning against your lips when he felt the soft flesh spill out between the palms of his hands.

he kissed your nose before trailing his kisses south. his lips made contact with your jaw, then three kisses down your throat and neck, a few smacks against your pretty collarbone until he neared your boob.

your legs were wrapped around his hips and your arms around his neck. you were letting soft sighs and moans escape you when he did his ministrations.

it was silent. no words spoken as you let him do as he pleased with your body, and you were pleasantly surprised when he didn't start fucking you like you were some kind of whore, like Oliver did.

No. He treated you like his lover. Like his wife.

You sighed shakily. And then he stopped.

"Kuni-" "Rensuke.", he interrupted you, looking at you with fond eyes.

"...Rensuke...", you started then, in a trance as you looked at the handsome male above you. "why...why did you stop?"

He looked to the side sheepishly, a blush coating his cheekbones. "D-do you maybe have ...a-a condom? Don't wanna risk it...", he said quietly, shyly as he swallowed the lump of saliva.

You nodded then. 'of course! gosh, I'm so stupid!', you thought as you rolled to the side to take something from the drawer on the night stand. A pack of XXL (does that even exist?) condoms.

His eyes widened when you gave him a single pack while you took a few more with a red face. then you quickly tucked the rest away. "w-why...do you have a pack of condoms?", he asked. Last time he remembered, you told him you were single, so why...?

"I had a boyfriend named Oliver, but he cheated on me...", you mumbled as you laid there on your stomach, showing him your body from behind and even though Kunigami felt bad for you, he bit his lip when he saw your juicy ass and thighs.

"How dare he...!?", Rensuke seethed instead and ripped off the pack. your shoulder flinched as you listened to the sound of him taking out the lubed condom and hissing as he slowly put it over his dick.

"are you okay?", you asked softly over your shoulder, glancing at him. then you turned around completely with an angry face.

"WHAT THE HELL!?!", you yelled when he took off his clothes, which...landed all over the place...again...in a random room though.

He rolled his eyes playfully. "I'll pick 'em up later, sweetheart", he grumbled under his breath as you turned around on your stomach again and huffed in annoyance. However, you weren't prepared when you felt your ankles get grabbed and you yelped when you got pulled backwards.

your lower half was out from the bed, with your knees and feet on the ground, your hips at the edge and your upper body on the bed. you turned around again and glared at him. "what was that f-mmh!"

ye, he shut you up by kissing you. his hand held your throat as he made you look to the side and he kissed you passionately, pulling at your nipple with the other hand before releasing it and trailing his hand lower to play with your clit a little. He couldn't find it and massaged your pussy lips instead. but it also felt nice.

You moaned against his mouth when he finally found the nub though, and assaulted it by rubbing his thumb up and down on it, while applying pressure. His hand on your neck tightened, and the dildo you still head inside you got squeezed by your walls.

you panted and whimpered against his lips. He leaned his head back to look at you. He smiled while panting as well, and only now did you feel his dick rub against your butt. "does...can...could he make you feel like this?", he whispered and kissed your cheek.

you keened at his words and sighed. "No. n-never- ah!", you yelped and your back arched when he took off your dildo from you. You felt empty and whined at the loss. he chuckled as he looked at the slick-covered cock.

"My turn."

You blushed heavily at that.

He then placed the dildo on your bed, right in front of you, as he aligned his cock to your entrance. your toes curled inside your highs as you glanced behind you with a nervousness you didn't even feel when Oliver fucked you.

"d-do you think it'll fit?"

Kunigami looked up with a parted mouth before smiling fondly at you. "...I'll make it fit."

You "eep!"ed. how could he say something like that?!

"w-wait, have you had sex before???"

"Nope, but I hope you'll let me practise."

Your mouth stood open as you stared at him in disbelief and he chuckled nervously. "J-just relax-"

"THAT'S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY!", you yelled in fear and gripped the bedsheets tightly. Kunigami scoffed. "C'mon, I'm sure your ex had a big cock as well, no?"

"Not as big as yours...!", you retorted with an annoyed pout but you flinched when you felt the head of his penis press against your pussy. even though your legs where spread, you could feel him touch your pussy and your inner thighs, that's how big he was.

you started to have second thoughts. "H-how ab- AHH!", you yelled, when he pressed his head inside. you two took a minute to regain your breaths. you were surprised that it didn't sting as much as you thought, but it still hurt, but you liked it, somehow.

and Kunigami was having his face directed to the ceiling as his mouth stood open in a gasp. He didn't know that your pussy was so tight, even after you've been having that huge ass dildo inside of you. how was that even possible?

"S-...sorry, sweetheart! I-I...fuck...I c-couldn't help--ohhh...myself!", he exclaimed as he felt your pussy pulse around his head. he tried not to thrust into you or fall unconscious from the amount of pleasure he got. You were mewling on the bed.

It just felt so good, even if it pained you very much. "Please...wait a lil more...", you asked, but Kunigami wanted to keep going. He then called you the nickname you used as an insult on him.

"You're such a tea-kettle, y'know that?", he groaned as he leaned onto you from behind and right into your ear and stroked your thighs, ass, back and sides with his large, warm hands. you squirmed in embarassment and pleasure.

"w-what's that s'posed ta mean!?", you asked right afterwards but gasped when his fingers played with your nipples. "How about you fix your attitude 'round me, love?", he asked in a whisper instead before he kissed the back of your shoulder with closed eyes.

You hated him. More than you ever could. How dare he speak to you like that, hah?!? Makes you regret your life choices by pushing his dick inside of you and then having the fucking audacity to tell you to "fix your attitude"??? And also how dare he make you feel so special? Asking you for consent before he did something like putting his dick inside of you and then also respecting you for wanting to wait a bit to adjust?

What the fuck?

With Oliver it just went straight to fucking, but with Kuni- ahem, Rensuke...it was more like...making love.

you had to watch your tone around Kunigami. He was a good guy. you blushed and after a while, you put your right arm up to scratch his head.

"y-you can move now...", you muttered shyly and prepared to get knocked out with a single thrust from him, but you were met with a Ransuke who massaged your hips in order to distract you from the oncoming pain as he pushed his dick more into you with a tempo which was slower than a snail.

It nearly didn't hurt at all when he bottomed out, having had to ask you to spread your legs a little more so that he could fit inside you fully, but even that didn't help as there was still a bit less than half of him outside. Rensuke gulped before chuckling breathlessly.

Now, your walls were literally pumping him at this point, and he tossed his head back with a groan.

"h-how do you feel, pretty?", he asked as he looked at your upper body which lay on the bed. your eyes were closed. Peacefully.

He panicked. "_-____?!"

You jolted. "what?!", you yelped, feeling fuller than a thanksgiving turkey. You just wanted to rest, because you felt like you coud fall asleep like that. your knees started to hurt, though.

"Oh, thank god...I thought you were unconscious...or worse...!", he said in a scared tone and hugged you. your eyes widened.

Oliver didn't care for you like that. He just fucked you, and that was it. He didn't really take care after the sex. he just threw a wet washcloth at you and left.

You felt like crying. "I-thank you, Rensuke...", you spoke softly and moaned when his dick twitched. "S-sorry..."

You giggled before pressing yourself against his hips, biting your lip and moaning aloud when you felt him go deeper inside you, and Rensuke grabbed the sheets tightly as he grinded against your butt. He cursed a lot because of that before he grabbed your hips. "S-stop. stop it, please.", he begged, and you stopped abruptly.

"wanna stop completely?", you asked as you turned around, seeing his taller frame rise and fall rapidly as his head hung low. "N-no...just...c-can we...take a small break? and maybe do it on the bed?", Rensuke asked shyly as he looked up at you with a pained expression.

you were turned on. too much. You nodded silently and began to miss the fullness his dick gave you, feeling completely empty now. You shakily stood up and hugged his head, playing with his hair as he hugged you back, still on his knees. "sorry..."

"Hey, it's okay, baby.", you shushed him, and made him face you as you looked at him fondly...lovingly. "It's your first time, Rennie, don't want you to fuck me into oblivion, y'know? We can also cuddle if you want. Also thank you for telling me to stop. Many people pull through the act even if they don't like it. I'm glad you let me know."

your voice was gently, your fingers working wonders on his hair and head, and he sighed contently, hugging you tightly before he stood up, towering over you and gently pushing you back to the bed.

You crawled back with a grin when he smiled and crawled to you with a hint of mischiviousness. You bit your lip excitedly when his face neared yours. "You're just so pretty, ____...the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.", he said softly, and before you could react did he kiss you clumsily on the lips.

Seems like he never kissed anybody as well...was he a hardcore virgin? And your heart fluttered at his praise. you kissed him back with more passion, your experience letting you dominate the kissing as you felt him shyly open his mouth for you to enter with your tongue.

And you also took this as a chance to turn the tables. The moment you parted lips, you quickly pushed him back, making him land on his back with a "w-whoah!" as you sat yourself on his hips, his dick right underneath your slick, juicy cunt.

You glared at him playfully before you leaned down and started making out with him again, changing the angle of your head again and again to kiss him differently, and he caught on over time, and soon, your tongues danced together as you eplored each others bodies with your hands.

Rensuke was the first to part, panting as he had his eyes closed in bliss, and his legs twitched violently when you rolled your hips against his groin. he hissed. "f-fuck..!"

you keened at the pleasure, loving how nice the pussyjob felt which you gave him. "you like that, baby boy?", you teased as you drove your hips slowly and with much more pressure up and forward to the head of his dick, and he trembled slightly.

"D-don't call me baby boy...! ....but...feels good...", he gritted through his teeth as he felt his orgasm approach. You narrowed your eyes at him with a smirk before you took his dick gently, holding the heavy schlong up as softly as possible, with him looking at you confused through his blissed out face.

He didn't have to ask you what you were about to do though, because you just raised your hips, putting his dick at your entrance, and then lowering yourself again slowly. And this time, his dick went in fully. you had a belly bulge. Kunigami wanted to cum right then and there.

He moaned shakily when he felt your pulsing walls again, placing his hands on your waist this time as he leaned forward and kissed you. "mmh, y'make me cum..."

"I hope so...'m close too, y'know?", you answered and took one of his hands, placing it on your throat. He raised his eyebrow. "felt good when you did this...do it again. But apply some more pressure...here.", you said softly when you placed his thumb and middle finger on either side of your pulse points.

he frowned with a blush. "I-I only did it in the heat of the moment, ____-"

"And I loved it. Please do it again?"

He looked at you for a moment before he sighed. He then thrusted upwards, up into your g-spot and put slight pressure on your throat, cutting off your air support little by little.

your eyes were glazed over a bit as they fluttered and you began raising and lowering yourself on him. He applied more pressure and you groaned, feeling the air leave your lings, and your vagina pulsed around his dick, making him gasp sharply.

In less than a second, you were back on your back now, with him still being inside you, you gasping for air as he left your throat to stabilize himself before he began thrusting into you, knocking out the air from your lungs like that as well.

you scratched his muscular wrists with your nails as you mewled and gasped and moaned at the feeling of his dick pumping in and outside of you. He was panting above you, and he reveled in the view of you.

Lost, but looking up at him as if he was some sort of divine person...like he was a hero...

He groaned loudly before he adjusted his legs and spread them a bit more a part before he swiveled his hips against yours in a slapping motion. "Oh shit...fuck! Y're so tight...hnnnghh~...", he whimpered as he tried keeping up his ministrations, and you were gasping and moaning.

He wanted to cum so fucking badly...but he wanted you to orgasm on his dick first. he then looked down from your face, to your jiggling tits with each thrust he made -he smiled dumbly at that- before his gaze travelled more downwards to where your pussy and his dick met. your pussy was glistening with your own juice, which allowed Kunigami to go into you much easier.

He put his finger on your clit and swiped it around quickly as he felt like he could cum any second now. And it also didn't help any more as he felt you gasp sharply and whine at his fingers.

Everything was so...loud. The slapping of skin against skin, and the wet sounds of your juice and his dick rubbing around inside you, the rustling of sheets as you kicked your feet around in pleasure, the bed creaking with Kunigami's thrusts, and the sounds which you and Rensuke made.

you came first with a cry of his name, squirting as you did so, and Kunigami's mouth stood wide open as he watched you, while cumming into the condom inside you.

He and you were a panting, sweaty mess.

"uh...d-did you two have to do it in my room?", came the shy voice of Ness, your new roommate. He was a blushing mess when he saw you two, but you noticed his boner (which he poorly hid), and so did Kunigami.

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bwahaahahah

I hope this was good enough, and I will read it again after some time.

Read you in the next post! Requests are CLOSED (...until I say they're open again)

[wasawattpadkid]

Masquerade

Summary: Tonight's prom night at Woodsboro high and the theme is masquerade ball.

Pairing: Billy Loomis x fem!reader

Warnings: ⚠️18+ smut⚠️ fingering fem!receiving, dirty talk, exhibitionism, biting, masks, foul language, dubious consent,

You were excited for prom. Sydney was your date because you didn't want her going alone. Her and Billy had broke up just a week before the event. It was a shitty thing to do even for Billy. The theme was Masquerade ball. Your red rhinestone mask matched the dress your friends helped pick out. Tatum gasped the moment she saw the dress hanging in the shop window. She convinced you the over the shoulder red and white ombre dress would look good with your skin tone. Sydney's black and red dress matched yours to a T.

"Well look at you two!" Stu clapped as you and Sydney posed. "Babe take a picture of me and the girls." Tatum handed him the Nikon camera as she ran towards you both. "Say, "we're getting laid tonight!"" You laughed as he snapped a few photos. "I'm getting drunk, not laid." Sydney said finishing off the glass of wine she stole from Stu's fridge. "I guess that means I'll be the designated driver then." You were the only one that hadn't had a single drink yet. "Not tonight you won't." Tatum kissed her boyfriend before finishing his sentence. "Stu got a limo for us. We are about to be the hottest bitches at Woodsboro high."

Stu jumped out once the limo pulled in front of the building. "Ladies." He held out his hand helping each one of you out. "How the mask look?" He asked pointing to his face. The mask was devil themed having little horns sprouting at the top. Tatum's matched his being more feminine in nature. "I think it looks badass." He stuck his tounge out in celebration. "Y/n can you help me tie mine?" Sydney asked holding up the accessory to her face. "Yeah, hold up your hair for me." Tatum started to walk with Stu telling you she'd meet you inside. "That isn't too tight is it?" She shook her head. "No, it's fine. Are you ready?" Sydney asked picking up on your nerves.

"I am if you are. Let's go have fun." You held her hand as you walked in. The gymnasium was filled with students just standing around talking. There was no way you'd find Tatum and Stu before the night was over. "Jesus!" Sydney exclaimed as someone ran into her. "Are you okay?" You grabbed her arm pulling her upright. "I'm trying to be optimistic." She said through gritted teeth. "Let's just get something to drink and sit down for a bit."

"Sydney?" A girl said running up to you both. "It's Judy! From drama class?" Sydney squinted thinking. "Oh my gosh Judy! I could hardly tell who you were with that mask." Sydney looked over at you having no clue who Judy from drama class was. "You should come over to our table. Randy said he's been meaning to talk to you." Your friend looked at you not knowing what to say. "Go ahead I'm going to go to the bathroom. Powder my nose." You joked. Judy and Sydney went off leaving you alone at the table in the corner. It's where you knew you'd end up anyways.

"It's not as fun as the movies said it'd be." The man spoke taking a seat next to you. "No it's not- Billy!" He was enemy number one right now after what he did to Sydney. The audacity to even show up was insane. "I thought these masks were supposed to hide your identity?" His hair was slicked back leaving the mask on full display. "They are but you had to pick the one that made you look like the phantom of the opera." You scoffed playing with the fabric of your dress. "It's kinkier than the cheap little plastic ones they gave out." His hand sat on top of your thigh underneath the table.

"Billy you shouldn't be here at all let alone talking to me. What you did to Syd was cruel." He smiled like you said something funny. "Would you rather me cheat on her?" He spoke dangerously close to your ear. The music was loud forcing the proximity between the two of you. "What do you mean?" You asked becoming paranoid of someone catching you. "I mean I left her for you." You pulled back looking at him in shock. He rolled his neck popping the bones loudly. "For me? In what world would I want to get with you?" He once again scooted closer dragging a finger down your arm.

You swallowed dryly as his lips grazed the shell of your ear. "Don't play dumb now. I've seen the way you look at me." Your eyes darted to the floor knowing you were guilty. "See. I'm right." His voice was intoxicating and if this continued you weren't sure what would happen. "So? That doesn't mean I want to sleep with you." You snapped as his hand slowly dragged the fabric of your dress upwards. "That's true but I'm sure you want me to help take care of the ache between your legs. The one that's got your hips moving ever so slowly trying to get friction, am I right?" You shook your head.

"No." His hand made contact with your bare thigh making you sit up straight. "We can't." You said as your tried to push the dress back down. "Relax. No one is paying attention to us." You looked around trying to find just one pair of wandering eyes. His hand slid between your thighs causing your breath to catch in your throat. "Remind me to thank the prom committee for the tablecloths. It's a nice touch." His fingers trailed softly up and down your underwear driving you crazier than you already were. "You're a prick. Sydney should have dumped your ass." He pinched the sensitive skin on your inner thigh causing you yelp in pain. "Don't be rude." You looked around praying the music drowned you out. "It's unbecoming."

His fingers started to draw circles over your clothed clit. "You don't have to fight me Y/n, I've already won." Billy's arrogance only made you want him more. "Fuck you. You haven't won anything." He raised his eyebrows with surprise. You were always sexier when you were mad. "Oh really?" He whispered. "In that case get up and walk away." You stayed still letting his fingers continue their motion. "Not so strong after all huh?" You tried to control you breathing as he applied more pressure to your cunt. His hand made it's way back to his lap as he adjusted himself in a more comfortable position. "I want you to slide off your panties and hand them to me." You opened your mouth to protest but he spoke once more.

"No questions. Hand them to me and you'll get them back once we're done here." You looked at the masked man making sure he was serious. His eyes were sharp looking at you like a predator would his prey. Slowly not to make much noise you slid the fabric over your thighs being careful not to catch them on your heels. "Atta girl." He said as he put them in his pocket. His hand found it's way back between your thighs. His index finger ghosted over your clit making you tremble with anticipation. "You look beautiful tonight." He spoke looking at the way your chest heaved with every word he said. "Just shut up and help me."

His hand stopped moving. "That was rude. I think it'd be far more embarrassing for you if I taught you manners in front of everyone don't you think?" You weren't sure what that entailed but you didn't want to find out. "Besides I know you love when I talk you through it. I honestly think with a little more time I could probably made you cum with just my words." You squeezed your thighs around his hand silently begging for friction.

"But time is what we don't have." He whispered before pulling away leaving his hand where it was. "Where's Sydney?" Stu asked looking at you with a grin. Billy began swirling his fingers around your clit enjoying watching you squirm under pressure. "Uhm- She went off to talk to Randy." Stu nodded looking at Billy for a second. "So what are you doing over here with her?" Your hips jerked just slightly needing more pressure. "Just checking up on her. Why don't you go check up on your girlfriend?" Billy hinted and Stu looked between the both of you. "I'll see you after awhile Y/n."

The man walked away leaving you and Billy alone once more. "You did very good." He praised as his fingers slipped down towards your entrance. Slowly he pushed two fingers in making your head lull back. A moan fell upon his ears only and the fact you made those noises for him excited him even further. "I know, I know." He whispered as his fingers sped up. "Billy..." You grabbed his wrist squeezing it so hard it was sure to leave a bruise. He removed his fingers making you whine at the loss. "I want you to move your hips like just you were earlier." Billy said as his two fingers rested right over your clit. You were unsure of yourself as you started to move your hips. "That's it." You moaned as you grinded against his hand.

Your muscles tightened as a pressure within you began to build. "Billy.. I-" The words were slurred barley coming out as English. "I know baby. Keep moving those pretty hips of yours." You held his hand in place as your arousal soaked your thighs. "Are you going to cum? You've already made such a mess it'd be a waste if you didn't finish." It sounded like a threat but he had no intention of stopping your beautiful movements. You bit your lip trying to stop the noises he so desperately wanted to hear. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You cried quietly hiding your head on his shoulder. You bit down needing something to prevent you from screaming. "Shit!" Billy cursed in pain. Your legs shook and your whole body seemed to give out all at once.

Billy held you as you fought to catch your breath. "Y/n?" Sydney asked stumbling upon your frail state. "She's wasted. You shouldn't leave her alone." Billy accused his ex girlfriend of wrong doing. "You're right I shouldn't have. Creeps like you take advantage." You blinked trying to come down from your high. "I'm okay I just need some air." You tried to stand on shaky knees almost collapsing. Billy leaned down whispering once again. "Just wait a second." Sydney eyed her ex with nothing but pure hatred. "Go find Tatum I'll walk her outside." Billy said standing up carefully pulling you up with him. You fixed your dress the best you could. The wrinkles would be obvious if it wasn't so dark.

"How about you go find Tatum and I'll walk her out." Sydney argued to Billy's disappointment. "I saw her go into the bathroom I can't really get her there can I?" He seethed trying his best to keep the peace. "Y/n if he tries anything hit him in the balls." You managed a laugh finally being able to breathe. Sydney took off quickly to tell Tatum it was time to go. "This never happened." You said as he walked you to the doors. "It definitely did." He quipped as the fresh air hit your face. "These are yours I believe." He pulled out your panties displaying them for the world to see. You quickly snatched them bunching them up into your hand. "I hate you and I hate prom." You muttered more than disappointed in yourself. Billy dusted off his vest fixing the mask on his face. "You know, I'm just beginning to like it."

[mirpuzzle]

I've been really curious about this, who are your top ten Yu-Gi-Oh characters?

Hello! 🌷 Usually, I only have a few favorites. So, aside from the first three, the rest is constantly changing. I'll try to put them in order (all under the cut).

♡. 10 ── Carly Nagisa (5Ds)

What's not to love about her? She's funny, pretty, and a complete mess of a person. She gets in all sorts of trouble, all because she's trying to make a living. I like it when she gets screen time.

♡. 9 ── Noa Kaiba (DM)

He was my favorite as a kid, so I still have a special place in my heart for him. His story made me cry. He did not deserve that. He only wanted others to understand him. You're valid, Noa.

♡. 8 ── Yusei Fudo (5Ds)

It's rare for me to favor a protagonist. That's how you know he's good. This man is a blessing to Yugioh. He has a natural charisma that's impossible to ignore. He's perfect.

♡. 7 ── Bandit Keith (DM)

...I think. I have mixed feelings toward him. I don't even know why he's on this list. I keep going to him in games where Kotsuzuka is not there. So, that must mean I like him, right? I'm confused.

Cross Duel showed me he can be really nice to you if you help him win. I appreciate how he helps other duelists fortify their decks, using the themes they originally had instead of giving them a completely new deck. He cares.

While there's no excuse for what he did to Kotsuzuka and the boys, the fact that, behind that 'bad guy' front, there's a sad, broken man makes me feel bad for him. He deserves to heal.

♡. 6 ── Ryou Bakura (DM)

The anime doesn't do him justice. The more I learn about him through other fans and Duel Links, the more I like him. He's a precious cream puff who likes spooky stuff and is treated terribly by almost everyone. He deserves better (friends).

♡. 5 ── Divine (5Ds)

This man is terrible in every way, and that's the point. I hate that his character was designed to be hated. He gets no backstory, no redemption arc, no nothing. He's just there to be blamed for every bad thing that's ever happened. I pity him. He's the worst. I love this guy.

♡. 4 ── Thief King Bakura (DM)

PLEASE give this guy a break. He has gone through enough. The way he pulled himself back up after all that tragedy is impressive. Imagine how one skillful Thief became a Pharaoh's major threat. A Thief who brings up important moral questions that society seems to ignore (deliberately). He deserves to be heard.

♡. 3 ── Kiyoshi Takaido & Satake (DM)

They share third place because I can't have one without the other. I automatically started loving them because they're close friends with Kotsuzuka. I like that they care about him. These guys have so much potential to explore, and it's a shame we see so little of them.

They're not 'Keith's lackeys'. They're duelists in their own right. They have ambitions and aspirations. They just didn't get to be in the spotlight.

♡. 2 ── Yami Bakura (DM)

Sometimes switches places with Takaido and Satake but usually stays in second place. He's wickedly perfect. From his gorgeous design to how he pretends everything is part of his plan, even though he's literally dissipating into nothingness. He has the nerve to make empty threats that he never carries out. And I love him for that. No one can deny that he looks cool when he shows how evil™️ he is.

There's something beautiful about this ancient evil spirit dedicating his existence to fulfill his objective - all while showing us that he can enjoy normal human activities, like playing games. The complexity of his character captivates me. You can study him for hours, and it will still take you a while to figure him out due to his confusing lore. I like reading what other fans have to say about him.

The way he makes others suffer causes me to have mixed feelings. Sure, I love angst. I just wish there were some feelings involved.

Seeing him make enemies with almost everyone he crosses paths with makes me think he wants to keep everyone away, and that's sad. I want him to care about someone other than himself. I want someone to care about him.

♡. 1 ── Ghost Kotsuzuka (DM)

Yes, that one guy who's known for using Zombie-Type monsters. That short, spooky 15-year-old who walks around hunched over pretending to be a ghost, not realizing he's too cute to be scary. That naive boy who trusted the wrong person and then was unlucky enough to cross paths with the main antagonist. He's my favorite.

I love him. The way his eyes light up when he talks about the things he likes is adorable. I could listen to him gush about ghosts for hours.

His character tends to be frustratingly misinterpreted and overlooked. It's sad that some people think of him as nothing more than collateral damage to Yami Bakura's 'mischief'. He deserves better than that.

When you see past his 'side antagonist' role, you realize he's a precious little guy who's trying his best. Behind that ghostly, mischievous smile, there's a lost youth looking for guidance from a 'big bro' figure he can look up to, whether he realizes this or not.

Despite the differences in his characterization between the manga, anime, and games, one thing remains consistent. He grows into someone who wants to prove he can duel by himself.

But what does he get? Nothing but pain. Betrayed, deceived, ending up dead or lost in the darkness, condemned in almost every canon, with only his sentient Duel Links data to remember him by.

He only wanted to duel.

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I'll stop here. Otherwise, I'll be talking about Kotsuzuka for hours. Thank you so much for the ask! ♡ Sorry that it took a while. I was struggling to organize what I wanted to say for some of the characters, and I wanted to add some art :3

Keep in mind that I've only seen Duel Monsters and the first half of 5Ds, so there are many characters I don't know yet.

[antiromanticbaby]

Roses - Lucifer

Crown Prince! Lucifer x GN!Reader

[✧] ー Just a short scenario with soft Luci <3 set in victorian era. Reader is GN because my man doesn't care about gender. Let's imagine love between the same sex wasn't taboo, alright? Danke :3

[✧] ー Reader is also innocent and of course, adhered to the society's beliefs and etiquette. (Did I use the word 'adhere' correctly? My first time doing it and it's so late already goodness me.)

Summary: Lucifer wishes to give his lovely betrothed a sweet little kiss. But it seems like they're not really up for it. Oh well, his beloved has a very endearing idea to solve this problem.

The two of you had been courting for a while now, and had yet to share any intimate moment. It was given of course. The both of you had decided to keep everything until your wedding. That way, it would be more special. It would hold much more meaning than something either of you could get anytime they wished.

Being engaged to the crown prince seemed perfect from afar, but it was harder than what it looked. Eyes were on you n matter where you went, and danger lurked around anywhere you stepped at. It was only natural for the crown to have enemies too, no matter how silent they were. But at the end of the day, the stress was worth it. Both for you, and your Lucifer.

"Is it appropriate for us to be alone like this, dearest?" You asked, gazing around at the private garden of his castle. You had heard from many of those servants just how mesmerizing the garden was, designed and cared after by Lucifer himself, but you had never seen it on your own. At least, not until now. The garden was truly a sight, with black and red flowers filling the ground, and the trees full of colorful blossoms. Even the rest of decoration, such as the marble fountain and the vases added to the garden's beauty.

Still, it was no appropriate for an engaged couple to be alone together without the supervision of an elder. You looked back at Lucifer, awaiting his reply. You didn't want to get on his nerves, but you knew that he cared about etiquette a lot too.

"Do not worry yourself, precious." He spoke calmly, putting an arm around your waist with a hint of possessiveness as he guided you to the center and near the fountain. "I just wished to have a private moment with my lovely betrothed."

You nodded, not that calmed down by his way of reassuring you. It wasn't long before you had let go of his arm and began admiring all the different and magical kinds of flowers in his garden. Of course, you didn’t expect any less of a private garden that was only for Lucifer, your beloved fiance. A certain rose caught your eyes in the midst of black roses and flowers. It had fallen down from its place, not having the natural glow of other roses but having its own kind of messages. Like a deep story hidden within those red petals. You bent down, picking it up and staring at it lovingly. 

Lucifer couldn’t help but gaze at you as you stared at the fallen rose, wondering what you were thinking that had you so deep in thought. He stepped a little closer, peering at the rose. He saw nothing special with the fallen rose, unlike you. 

“Your eyes.” You looked up from the rose and towards him, handing the rose to him. Fallen, like your fallen star. Red, like his ruby eyes. And magnifying, even at its worst.  “It is the same shade as your eyes, Lucifer.”

Lucifer’s eyebrows lifted up as he took the rose from you. Although he couldn’t help but smile when you said that. You were such a lovely little creature, always thinking of him before everything else. His eyes moved from the rose towards you, stepping even closer. Close enough to make you just slightly uncomfortable. You wouldn’t push him away, though, as you did crave his touch as much as he craved yours. “How very observant, beloved. Would you like me to speak of my own observations?” 

He then put the rose behind your ear, making sure the thorns wouldn’t hurt you. He couldn’t help but find your innocent smile lovely, in that moment.The Elegant prince cupped your cheeks, the pair of red roses residing in his eyes looking into your own gems. "You look so precious, love. Did you know that?” 

You knew where this was headed. He wanted to tease you, make you blush, and have you a stuttering mess. You then noticed his loving gaze on your lips and not your eyes. He continued. “May I kiss you, my sweet?” 

"But... it is not appropriate..." You whispered softly. But you had an idea how to do it, not to disappoint your fiance. You wanted that kiss too, after all, even if you would never admit it. You brought the rose out of your hair and put it on your lips, looking into his eyes softly. “Let us do it this way for now, until the day the bells of matrimony ring above us.” 

Lucifer opened his eyes in surprise, as he saw the red rose on your lips. It was something he never expected and he was both surprised and pleased to see that you still cared for your innocence and proper etiquette, even so much so that you wouldn't let just anyone get a taste of your lips, not even your soon to be spouse. Lucifer then smiled warmly, while still caressing your cheek. "Thank you, my beloved. You are right, this isn't appropriate, but a rose like yourself deserves a kiss nonetheless." 

Lucifer then pressed his lips gently against the rose, his hands holding yours as you held on the rose’s stem. 

A sweet and innocent kiss, for his true love. For his beloved betrothed, and the one he chose to share his life with. As soon as he pulled away, he put the rose back on your hair like a hairpin. You were truly his, and he was glad to have such a caring little betrothed on his side. He grasped both of your hands and brought them to his lips, planting a soft kiss on the back of them. 

“Until the bells of matrimony ring above us, my darling. I shall only wait and dream of that day.” 

Check it out! [cursed records] [sweet dreams] [heavenless]

[winterchimez]

MOOT GAME: " make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesn’t need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny. ^ㅇ(๑>◡<๑)ㅇ^ "

hi anon-ie!! yayyyy ok this is so fun imma just *rubs hands* cook up some scenarios 😋 (tagging the ones i talk to on a daily basis!! 💗)

@sungbeam acedemic rivals - theres something about you just being rivals with changmin and it gets on your nerve whenever he outperforms you but then all that bickering slowly turn into romance and thats something i will be watching from afar with my popcorn.

@from-izzy strangers to lovers - you and hyunjae (as much as i wanna mention the other guy but i won't bcs im trying to be nice 🥰) would meet as strangers on your first day of uni orientation, seemingly also ends up as deskmate in class and boom hes the goofy funny guy, always trying to get you involve in activities when you're just shy and reluctant and then the both of you start falling for each other

@daisyvisions best friends to lovers - we all know how much you love this, esp with hyunjae when yall be doing things that are pretty much obvious that's more than just friends 😏 so by the time yall end up together its more of a meh we've already done this before but then it gets awkward cs you're both now labelled as bf/gf

@aimeecarreros / @momhwa-agenda enemies to lovers - bcs of what you told me yesterday....but juyeon who's always teasing and bullying you...but then it's bcs he actually likes you sm but bcs of his ego he refuses to believe nor accept reality...but then it eventually hits him and hes confronted by you with a revenge dress and he goes oh. 😌

@snowflakewhispers mutual pining - realistically you and jacob would be having feelings for each other but then you both have your doubts (even though you don't look like it when you have beef with me everyday 🙄 HOWEVER it'll be cute but then the rest of us at the side will be all frustrated (aka me, daisy, elena) be like HE ALSO LIKES YOU BACK WTF but you're just "IDK MAN I DONT THINK HE WOULD"

@kimsohn unrequited love (but with a happy ending) - sunwoo's been head over heels over you since day one but you're always just ignoring his advnaces be like "this dude is hella weird", this goes on until one day you eventually see the other side of him, he makes you blush and he gets a high and giddy be like "okay confirmed maya likes me now i've won in life"

@justalildumpling rich kid au - ok i know it sounds cliché but hear me out!! na jaemin aka the rich boy from uni and he gets all the girls and naturally you fall for him too cs hell hes a fine-looking man but then maybe one day you are forced to live with him and thats when you see his true colours which makes you go ew, but then bcs of your personality you'll be like "i will change this man" (which you do) and he realises that you're not like the other girls out there

@ethereal-engene coffeshop au - you just give me calm sunshine vibes so!! you and woozi in the coffee shop, woozi as the barista (WHEW WITH A WHITE SHIRT- 😮‍💨) either you both work tgt as coworkers and eventually become a couple, or you would often visit the store not just for the good coffee but also for the good looking barista 👀

@drunkdrazed childhood friends to lovers - you're literally the sweetest human being so it would only be appropriate for this trope!! either with ten / jacob, you would fit so well 🥺 love the way how yall know literally anything abt each other and when yall reach uni / work and thats when you both realised that you're falling for one another instead 🫶

@h0mebody-heaven soulmate au - you're so funny and another ball of energy!! i can't imagine a better soulmate for hendery than you! lmao i can imagine all the chaos, the jokes that you both are gonna pull, probably asks you to film plenty of questionable tiktoks but then you oblige bcs YOLO 🤭

@strayed-quokka established relationship - do i need to say more, husband sangyeon and you're the housewife. you can replay that scenario in your mind.

@sanaxo-o arranged marriage - chanhee the rich son of dior's ceo ✨ but imagined getting pampered by him??? what a life it'll be 😮‍💨

[tiffanyvampiremama]

Who I am and what I write.

I've had a lot of new followers lately, and I haven't really introduced myself yet. I'm Tiffany and I write fanfiction under the username Vampiremama (Or Readingmama on FF.net but I'm moving away from posting there) I have several GO fics of varying length right now. I have included some info below if you are interested in checking any of them out. I am working on a new very angsty AU that will post after my current one, so if you like dark and gritty with a HEA, stay tuned for that one as well. My Current WIP (Is finished being written and posts every Monday) Hidden Canvases : Rated E AU, Human. Enemies to lovers. Excerpt: (Aziraphale POV) Of course, a man like that would also be gifted with talent. Just another example of the world giving all the best things to the wrong people. Aziraphale tried to be a good person; he wanted to be kind and gracious. And he was. But it didn’t come naturally. It was a learned skill, and people like Crowley reminded him just how much of an effort it really was sometimes. But being kind didn’t mean being a doormat or to watch his friends be abused by callous, big-city men. Sometimes, the kindest thing he could do was to just avoid a situation. Besides, he would only have to see Crowley on Saturday mornings at his class. And even that was limited. He was only there for the summer. And maybe he wouldn’t come back.  Cake by the Ocean. A Guess the Author Prompt from the Soft Omens Discord group. 500 word limit, the prompt: Cake. Rated General Audience. Aziraphale Crowley has been hiding something from him. A Dirty Dive Bar. A very naughty one shot. A tryst in a dirty dive bar leaves our ineffables very satisfied. Rated E Excerpt:

As soon as Crowley was through the door, Aziraphale pushed him back against it. He reached and clicked the lock in place even as his lips made their way to Crowley’s. Crowley wrapped his arms around Aziraphale, his surprise at the sudden change of events only throwing him off guard for a moment, and he plunged his tongue into Aziraphale’s mouth. And, oh, was his tongue a revelation. Such wicked things he could do, Aziraphale thought.

Aziraphale felt his heart hammering in his chest as he broke the kiss, his hands going to Crowley’s belt.

“I thought I was the one seducing you,” Crowley said, panting, as he watched his trousers be pulled open.

“Consider me seduced, “ Aziraphale retorted with a wave of his hand as he slid down to his knees. “Although, I’m a little embarrassed at myself, those pick up lines were horrendous.” The Lies I Would Tell for You: My second Season 2 fix it. This one is longer and more angst filled compared to Mistakes Were Made. Different plot ideas, and HEA outcome. Rated E Excerpt:

Crowley sat staring at the wine glass on the table. It seemed like a right shame to water down the wine, but he needed the look of the wine to calm his nerves, trick his brain. Steady his nerves. Had it really only been a month since he and Aziraphale had started the bottle. It felt like ages ago, but every minute since Aziraphale left with The Metatron had felt like an eternity. He thought maybe after a day, Aziraphale would come to his senses. Deep down, Crowley knew that the angel would put his duty above all else. Together, they had found ways to cut the corners, but now that he was alone, Aziraphale would be by the book. It wouldn't take him long to forget. Six thousand years wasn't all that much time in the scheme of forever. 

He picked up the thermos. It hadn't been hard to get Muriel to fetch him more. They were a much easier mark than Aziraphale had been. But also less fun. He was so clever but also so curious. He was perfect. 

Crowley thought about what his existence would look like now. No Hell; he was free of that. He had Earth, and he did truly love Earth, but it was tainted now. His love of Earth was wrapped up with his love of his angel. It weaved through his life in what once felt like a beautiful vine and was now a type of cancer, eating away at everything inside of him. 

He unscrewed the lid off the thermos and topped his glass off. Steeling his nerves, he lifted his glass, his eyes swung heavenward, and he cheered.

"To the world." The Cuddle Cafe: A warm hug in fic form.(One Shot) Set during the years where they took care of Warlock. Crowley is so touch starved he stumbles into a professional cuddle cafe. Rated T Excerpt:

Like a beacon, a neon light caught his eye from a building across the street. The sign read Cuddle Cafe. Crowley stopped and stared, and then looked around him to see if anyone was staring at him staring.

It wasn’t like he could go to Aziraphale and ask for a hug. Angels didn’t hug. Hell, demons didn’t either, but here he was, feeling the need for a kind touch. He could just walk across the street and go in, get what he needed, and get out. He could even smile at the human just so they wouldn’t feel too uncomfortable.

No, it was ridiculous, Crowley thought as he found himself walking through the door.

Mistakes were Made: Rate T. A quick Season 2 fix it fic. Excerpt:

“You don’t understand. I need to speak with God,” Aziraphale demanded, but his voice went too high and it sounded more like begging. Which was probably closer to the truth.

“Do you have an appointment?” the angel asked, looking up at him from behind her desk.

“An appointment? With God? Is that a thing I can do? In that case I would like to make an appointment as soon as possible.”

“You can’t make an appointment with God,” she looked at him like he was daft. “God makes an appointment with you. Of course She hasn’t made any appointments with anyone yet, but I’ll let you know if that changes.”

[hotsuqueen]

Yamato Hotsuin's Recordbreaker Dialogue - Thursday

Poisonous Day dialogue below the cut

Thursday 08:00 Poisonous Day

Minato Shiba Park

You find Daichi staring at something…

Daichi: Oh… Hey, Hibiki.

Hibiki Kuze: - What's wrong? - What're you doing here? - Not doing much?

What's wrong? Daichi: I found something unusual. Check this out…

What're you doing here? Daichi: Well… How should I put it? I found something kinda weird. Take a look…

Not doing much? Daichi: C'mon, gimme some credit. I found something crazy. Come see…

You follow Daichi's gaze to Yamato, who is staring at the sky with other JP's agents…

Hibiki Kuze: - Let's go over there. - Let's go talk to him.

Daichi: Huh? Wait, you're gonna talk to him!? Hey…!

Yamato: Hrm…

Hibiki Kuze: - What's the matter? - Is something up there? - is something bothering you?

What's the matter? Yamato: Ah, Hibiki. There's something on my mind.

Is something up there? Yamato: Ah, Hibiki. The sky, clearly.

Is something bothering you? Yamato: How pedantic. I expected something more interesting from you.

Yamato: Since dawn, neurotoxin deaths have been on the rise in Tokyo. What do you think's behind it?

Hibiki Kuze: - Perhaps Ronaldo and his rioters. - Perhaps the Septentriones.

Perhaps Ronaldo and his rioters. Yamato: Hahaha! You've a long way to go as a commander. That man would never have the nerve. Casualties keep rising but there are no witnesses or other information. It must be Septentriones.

Perhaps the Septentriones. Yamato: Correct. You're quick to assess a situation. Casualties keep rising, but there are no witnesses or other information, it must be them…

Yamato: Extrapolating from the time of the outbreak and the proliferation of cases so far… The enemy must be moving at a constant speed. For optimal distribution of the toxin, it would have to be flying overhead.

Hibiki Kuze: - Amazing. - Stands to reason.

Amazing. Yamato: You're impressed by such simple things. It was the most natural conclusion to draw.

Stands to reason. Yamato: It's a theory still, but I don't see any holes.

Yamato: Its target… is here.

Hibiki Kuze: - The tower. - Shiba park?

The tower. Yamato: I'm sure of it.

Shiba park? Yamato: Tokyo Tower is just past this park. It will definitely go after that.

Yamato: The towers are strategically vital. We must defend them at any cost.

Hibiki Kuze: - Why? - What's with the towers?

Yamato: I suppose it is time to let you know. I told you once that JP's carries the burden of protecting Japan from the supernatural.

Hibiki Kuze: - I remember… - When was this?

I remember… Yamato: Mmm… You did a superb job against Merak at the time. I should thank you again for that.

When was this? Yamato: Before the battle against Merak. Do you recall now?

Yamato: We of the Hotsuin learned of the Dragon Stream long ago. With ancient incantations, we created a spell that twists its power into any shape or form we desire. After the war, it was applied to build these towers. To defend Japan against all foreign invasion.

Hibiki Kuze: - It creates a barrier? - How does it protect us?

It creates a barrier? Yamato: Very keen of you. The tower focuses the Dragon Stream into a barrier.

How does it protect us? Yamato: It creates a barrier. One that cannot be seen or touched. It is the strongest bastion we have.

Yamato: This is why they target the towers. This is why we must defend them at all cost.

Hibiki Kuze: - What if one's destroyed? - What if the barrier breaks?

What if one's destroyed? Yamato: The barrier will disperse. Cities that lose their towers are doomed to destruction.

What if the barrier breaks? Yamato: The city will lose its only defense. It is certain to crumble and perish afterwards.

The JP's agent standing nearby approaches you…

JP's Agent 1: We've been exposed too long, Sir. You must fall back immediately.

A hot pink and purple pod falls from the sky and lands behind Yamato and the agents.

JP's Agent 2: What is that thing!? It came from the sky!

JP's Agent 1: Stand back, Chief Hotsuin! We'll handle this! I'll flank it! You assault the front.

JP's Agent 2: Roger.

The agents flank the pod.

JP's Agent 2: Stay alert! I can't even tell what it is…

JP's Agent 1: No reaction? I guess it's just a coward. Wait… What's it doing!? Ngh!

JP's Agent 2: It exploded! Hey, are you alright!?

JP's Agent 1: I'm good. I've been through worse… What is this stuff? Huh…! Gyargh!

JP's Agent 2: H-Hey! What's happening!? Sit-rep, now!

JP's Agent 1: Stay back…! Don't come any closer! Rgh… unh…

JP's Agent 2: Hold on! I'm coming!

Yamato: Imbecile! Don't risk your life!

She runs into the toxic cloud anyway and dies immediately.

Yamato: The Septentrione is here…

Hibiki Kuze: - We have to save them! - Where is it?

We have to save them! Yamato: Leave them! It's their own fault!

Where is it? Yamato: I don't see it. Perhaps it has some kind of camouflage.

Airi: They're… dead!?

Yamato: Hm… That explains where the toxins are coming from at least. The falling objects explode after a time, releasing the toxins into the air. This is a great opportunity, Hibiki. We shall not let it pass us by. Prepare for battle. Defend me as I obtain the enemy's location. I will now present the details of the operation.

Hibiki Kuze: - Please do. - We don't need that.

Please do. Yamato: I shall use the fallen objects to calculate the coordinates of the main body. To maintain accuracy, I'll need to make multiple calculations. I will be vulnerable. I need the rest of you to destroy the fallen objects before they explode and release their toxins. That is all. Do you understand? Hibiki Kuze: - I do. - Not quite. - Not quite. Yamato: Of course. Let me explain it again. Listen closely this time.

Yamato: Alright. As my subordinates are trash, I must depend on you. Now… It's showtime.

Mid-battle, Yamato's first turn: Yamato: Alright… Let the operation begin. I need you to defend me.

He approaches the first pod and captures the coordinates.

Yamato: I have completed my calculation at the first location. Now advancing.

Mid-battle, Yamato's second turn taking poison damage: Yamato: The toxin is spreading. This will be rather troublesome.

Mid-battle: Yamato: I have completed the calculations! Let's eradicate the demons!

Post-battle: Yamato: Excellent. All the demons have been destroyed.

Yamato: Data input complete. Coordinates calculated. Beginning scan… There!

Daichi: What the! There's something floating up there!

Yamato: "Alioth" designation confirmed. It's already passed above… That's unfortunate.

Daichi: Wh-What do you mean "unfortunate"?

JP's Agent: Yes, Chief Hotsuin?

Yamato: A Septentrione is approaching your location. Don't let your guard down.

JP's Agent: What!? We don't see anything here.

Yamato: It's invisible to the naked eye. I'm sending over a filter module now. Check the skies!

JP's Agent: Understood, Sir!

Alioth appears in the sky.

JP's Agent: Holy hell! What is that thing!? Chief Hotsuin! There's an unidentified flying object up there!

Yamato: I figured as much. Cut the power!

JP's Agent: What!? D-Did you just say to…

Yamato: Was I somehow unclear? Cut the damn power! Temporarily freeze the barrier!

JP's Agent: That's crazy, Sir! If we do that Tokyo will fall!

Yamato: Don't question me! If the tower loses power it will no longer be an active target!

Hibiki Kuze: - Will we make it in time? - But Tokyo will fall!

Yamato: What do you suggest? We sit idly by and watch while it destroys the tower? There will be some casualties but it's better than losing the tower. Cut the damned power!

JP's Agent: Yes, Sir!

Yamato: …… Can you hear me? Respond!

Hibiki Kuze: - Is he dead? - Did the tower fall?

Yamato: I don't know…

JP's Agent: Chief! Chief Hotsuin! Can anyone hear me!?

Yamato: What happened!? Report!

JP's Agent: We're safe, Sir. The power has been cut. Alioth is changing course, Sir. It's headed north!

Hibiki Kuze: - We're saved! - Thank goodness…

Yamato: We're not out of the woods yet. North, huh?

Hibiki Kuze: - What's wrong? - What's up north?

Yamato: The active towers are in Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya, and Sapporo. It must be…

Hibiki Kuze: - It's going to Sapporo. - What's up north?

It's going to Sapporo. Yamato: Precisely. It hasn't given up on attacking the towers.

What's up north? Yamato: To the tower in Sapporo. It hasn't given up its attack.

Yamato: Based on its flight speed, it'll take a few hours to reach Hokkaido. We can't leave the barrier in Tokyo off indefinitely. Unless we defeat it, it will eventually return here.

Hibiki Kuze: - We need a plan. - Now's the time.

Yamato: You're right. We must devise a countermeasure before it reaches Sapporo. Do you read me? Alioth is advancing towards Sapporo. Relay that to all JP's personnel and begin work on a countermeasure at once.

JP's Agent: Understood, Chief Hotsuin. We'll post status reports as soon as possible.

Yamato: Do we have your support?

Hibiki Kuze: - Of course. - Do we really have a choice?

Of course. Yamato: Thank you. Alioth's altitude is far higher than our demons' effective range.

Do we really have a choice? Yamato: Ha! No. Alioth is flying far higher than our demons' effective range.

Yamato: If this continues, it could destroy the tower without us ever intercepting it. You must find a way to shoot it out of the sky. We'll be making our own preparations. I have every faith in you.

You say your farewells to Yamato before leaving…

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Oh my god this battle took me two hours to transcribe. Partially because I made himself repeat his explanatory dialogue six times to hear his voice line where he sounds like he's talking to a preschooler.

[lookbluesoup]

Doing the Leatherworker job quests, have reached the ones where you create taxidermy to educate people about animals and conservation, and once again losing my mind at how much abuse of power and lack of structure there is in Gridania's government

Marmaduke: Outrageous! How dare this happen without my consent! Marmaduke: So this is why everyone has been crowding about the Leatherworkers' Guild of late. What sort of sick, twisted joke is this? Enion: That's one of the Hearers! What does he want with us? Atelloune: I assure you sir, this is no joke. This mount was fashioned in an attempt to pre─ Marmaduke: The elementals weep for this poor creature! How they cry out in anger! Wood Wailer Escort: An affront to the Twelveswood if ever there was! To ignore it is to invite the greenwrath upon us all! Marmaduke: You three. Are you responsible for this!? By order of the Conjurers' Guild, I demand you to take down this grotesquerie at once! Enion: Take it down? But, all of our hard work… Enion: What should we do, Nahte'to? Atelloune: Ugh! The nerve of that man. It took every onze of my being to hold my tongue. Atelloune: That close-minded fool! How can he not see the benefits of our work, the opportunity we offer Gridanians to learn about animals that live beyond the borders of the Twelveswood? And he dares to call himself a Hearer. Atelloune: How he abuses his position that he might do as he pleases. The sight of him is enough to make my skin crawl.

Like it's not even subtle. They're not even trying to hide it. They're not even afraid of getting in trouble for abusing their authority. And apparently no other authorities inclined to step in and correct him:

Atelloune: Oh, Number Seventy-Two. If only you had come sooner. I left only for a moment, but in my absence Marmaduke and his gaggle of goons made off with our mount! [...] Atelloune: Before our work was stolen, I took it upon myself to speak with an associate of mine─another Hearer of the Conjurers' Guild. When I broached the subject of our mount and the elementals' apparent dissatisfaction with using animal skins in such a fashion, he was completely and utterly bewildered. Atelloune: In truth, neither the Hearers of the Conjurers' Guild nor the Seedseers have expressed any opposition to our work. Marmaduke merely uses the elementals as an excuse to impose his ideals on others. Atelloune: Well, he is not the only one with influence here in Gridania.

Atelloune: I have exhausted every resource at my disposal, but I could find neither hide nor hair of the dhalmel mount.

For a country so in tune with nature and so desperate to live sustainably it's also baffling to me that they hated leather in the first place. Leather made well and taken care of lasts a long time, it's durable and has overall less impact on the natural world than like. Stripping down forest to grow monoculture cotton, or something

Geva: Did they now? You know, there was a time when leather goods were criticized as being extravagant and wasteful. It took a great deal of effort on the part of the leatherworkers here, but eventually opinions changed. Geva: They had to prove what they made was worth the cost of lives sacrificed in the process.

It's just all so hypocritical and holier-than-thou. I absolutely stand by the headcanon that Gridania is its own worst enemy and it's their bickering that causes problems with the elementals more often than anything else.

I did the Bard quests yesterday which also stripped me of any confidence in the twin adders organization at least pre-Endwalker lmaoooo

[tragedicn]

"oh my, look who we got here? a government dog, or maybe just a dog? what are the chances we meet once more! what a fate i say. nevertheless, i do like dog. especially obedient one like yourself. say, how about you come to me instead of staying loyal to your current owner, hm? i can provide you a better training and better place to stay. so? what do you say? not a bad offer right? hmmm, do dog understand human language? woof woof?"

            it takes his ENTIRE being not to roll his eyes the moment he hears the familiar drawl of that man's voice  .  though it had nothing to do with his new companion  ,  shanjie is CONVINCED that hyunjae  (  oh yes . . . he went through lengths to learn the name of this irritating man  )  is the reason for the budding headache throbbing behind his eyes . . . one that he refused to quell with painkillers  ⸻  though he might consider taking one now that hyunjae is here to make it infinitely worse  ⸻  and one he doesn't hide from the other as his fingers come to pinch at the bridge of his nose  .

            of all places to cross paths again  ,  it has to be when shanjie just happened to be one another stint of staking out the place for a future operation  .  gritting his teeth  ,  how does ONE person grate on his nerve so much just by saying hello  ??  he wonders if it's some innate talent hyunjae has that lets the taller be able to annoy the hell out of anyone he speaks to  .  an irate sigh falls from his lips  ,  the INCESSANT talking is really worsening his headache  .  he desperately needs that painkiller now  ,  if he's to endure all of this  . 

            sucking in a sharp breath as he moves from his spot  ,  brows furrowed . . . he had tried his best to ignore hyunjae  ,  but he was starting to attract a lot of unwanted attention  .  how does he get this man to stop talking  ??  does he EVER stop talking  ??  how do the people around hyunjae TOLERATE him  ??  this could be a torture method for all shanjie knows . . . maybe hyunjae works for the enemy and this friendly nature was meant to just throw him off  .  to disarm him  .  

            hand shooting out to grab a fistful of hyunjae's shirt  ,  crumpling the pristine dress shirt the other wore  ,  shanjie YANKS harshly to force the taller down towards him  ,  close enough for shanjie to feel hyunjae's breath fan across his cheeks  .  ❝  there's only one dog here  ,  and it's the CHIHUAHUA that hasn't shut up  ,  ❞  he hisses  ,  displeasure swimming on his fatigued visage  .  

            letting go of hyunjae's shirt  ,  a small sense of odd satisfaction blooming across his chest as he see how he's messed up hyunjae's pristine look  ,  ❝  why don't you go and get yourself a treat  ??  i'm sure the patrons here would love to listen to you YAP all evening  ,  be sure to wag your tail a little  ,  that'll curry you some favors  .  ❞  he snorts  ,  shanjie turns on his heels to leave . . . he sure hopes that painkiller helps  .

[nekkodiaries]

⌖ the 12th shot. ┆feminism rocks, actually. [ 1.1k words. ]

you finished cleaning yourself up around 7:20, giving you 10 more minutes to rethink whether all of this is a good decision. you've never played pubg with your mic on. ever. and even though your gut is telling you to trust whoever is on the other side of killstrike's character, you still feel scared.

what if he finds my voice too high? i can't laugh— he might find that annoying too.

you stare at the app's icon on your phone, tapping on the softness of your bedsheet before you slump down beside your phone with a low groan. your mind slowly creeps up to what killstrike's message. "he said he need to do a little work.." you mutter quietly to yourself, eyes staring out the window.

you thought he'd be around the same age as you but maybe he was a working man with an adult job. he probably deals with stress in office work and uses the game as a stress outlet. all of this makes you anxious, him hearing your voice, him hearing your tiny little mannerisms that come out when you play. what if he thinks i'm too childish for him? your head wanders off again to when he called you princess. he could be teasing.. he probably was. and you shouldn't be reading into it too much. but the way he said it so casually made your heart skip a beat. it's then that you realize that you may have a big, unstoppable crush on killstrike.

your gently rotate your wrist and you flinch, remembering that you have to actually meet him. "fuck." you mutter to yourself as you open your app, quietly cursing at the lack of speed of the loading screen. once you're in the lobby, you match with killstrike, anxiously pressing on the mic and speaker button so you could finally speak to him after a month or so of talking strictly though chat.

"hey, princess."

oh, god. his voice. he spoke those two words with so much gentleness, contrasting to the natural deepness and huskiness of his voice. just the sound of it gets blood rushing to your face. you lean away from your phone, trying to clear your throat as quietly as you can before breathing out and whispering. "hello, loverboy."

you hear him let out a little laugh at the other end of the mic and you smile a little. not being arrogant, but you knew you had the same effect on him. you just hope that calling him loverboy gets him as flustered as he did to you. "your voice is pretty cute. thought you'd sound deeper, given your constant threats when we used to chat."

you have to consciously bite back a smile, rolling your eyes. "i only did that because you were being stupid with your big ass head in the way. do you think i've forgotten your whole misogynistic tirade during our first match?"

he lets out an audible gasp which makes you giggle. "i told you, i'm not a misogyist. i- i would've equally flamed a man for doing what you did. feminism rocks, actually." something about the way he said that so seriously makes you burst out laughing and he does the same. after sharing a minute of laughter, both of you eventually decide to start a game on versus ai mode to give your wrist a break.

you come to realize that killstrike is nicer when you guys are on-mic. you think it's because he's too shy to actually scream at you, but it's not.

if this is cloud 9, jay thinks he's riding it because you're so fucking adorable. your voice was soft. if it were anyone calling him an idiot, he knew he'd be popping a nerve just screaming at them. not you though. your voice was smooth, honeyed and very addicting. jay's convinced he can listen to you say anything for days and days on end.

he admits that having his mic on during the game meant committing small errors every now and then. but you were in an entirely different league. you handled stress like a pro. you really are a master at this game. when there were no enemies in sight, you'd run in circles which was, again, fucking adorable. it didn't help that you dressed your character in a cute pink onesie. but the moment you'd see an enemy, jay noticed that you would immediately sprint towards their direction, voice getting just a tad bit deeper, tone laced in seriousness. "hey, enemy at 135 north east. uh.. i think he's with two teammates." shoot. "knocked one down."

jay found everything about you fucking attractive. a woman after his own pubg-playing heart.

down to 3 more squads, he looks at you from the other side of the map's mountain, constantly moving to avoid getting sniped while you continue to shoot. "hey, hey! another sniper just in front of me. um.. coordinates at 340, i think. he has an m24." he hears you murmur. he's positive his bullet didn't even graze the enemy yet because the game flashed that you took them out with a headshot.

there were a few close calls. you got knocked down while being ambushed so jay told you to crawl to a nearby house so he can heal you, looking at the mini-map for footsteps. he lets you heal while covering for you and you whisper a small "thank you, loverboy." so easily that it almost has him reeling in the middle of the game.

in the end, you won with killstrike, top 1 out of 98 players.

"that was fucking sexy. we wiped them out so good! we were on some swat-level shit." you grunt, fist-pumping the air in happiness. "yeah. maybe you're not too bad of a sniper after all." you hear him say, laughing a little with you. as the adrenaline from the game subsides, it sinks in that you just played a game with your summer-long frenemy slash crush on mic. all of this gets you feeling irrationally shy.

"uh.. yeah. not too bad. um.. i a-actually have to go. my friends are calling me to have dinner."

"it's already past 11 pm—"

"uh— f-for a midnight snack. bye!" you lie through your teeth before you tap on the buttons to close your mic again.

"okay, well i had good tim—"

you didn't even let him finish his sentence because you've already closed your phone, tossing it aside. oh my god, what just happened. this whole thing must have crossed an unspoken boundary between you two. what would this mean now? would he expect you to play on-mic? would he ask to meet up?

"lord, y/n. you really outdid yourself this time." you scold yourself out loud, grabbing a pillow before screaming into it in frustration. you look at the clock and it was, indeed, nearing midnight. you have an early class tomorrow, so maybe going back to uni and distracting yourself by finding new friends would help make you feel less embarrassed about geeking out to your little pubg crush tonight.

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summary: park jay lives life as a hot-headed gamer by day and.. well.. still a hot-headed gamer by night— except he secretly goes by the name killstrike. after losing a match, he finds himself trash-talking his teammate notursniper, who happens to be the mysterious classmate he's been admiring for over a year and more.

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[merakiui]

could we hear your masquerade azul thoughts !!

Yes, of course! Please forgive the scattered nature of the thoughts. I'm just so in love with the masquerade groovy. orz

☆ your date stands you up at the masquerade ball, and while mulling over this just outside of the ballroom a masked figure joins you at the balcony. his overconfidence is irritating, but he definitely helps take your mind off of the failed date. and when he offers his hand for a dance, you take it and allow him to lead you inside. thank the great seven your date abandoned you. the individual before you is so much better!

☆ waltzing with azul, but the two of you can't stand each other!!!! the entire time you're both spouting nasty remarks at one another: "for someone with eight legs, you can't dance to save your life." "i wasn't aware your coordination is as horrid as your ineffective digs." "you'd think they'd teach you better at your how-to-human boot camp." azul then proceeds to dig his heel into your foot and follows with: "oh dear. my foot slipped." all with the most insincere, cheshire-like smirk-grin. by the end of the dance, the tension is so thick and suffocating that idia has to step between the two of you before he unwillingly becomes audience to the heated enemies to lovers route. azul's 100% replaying that scene during his bath to come up with more clever insults (catch him bickering with the shampoo bottle).

☆ azul teaching you (his mer-turned-human companion) how to dance in preparation for the masquerade!! lots of mistakes are made, you definitely fell more than once and tugged azul down with you, and the close proximity has azul's heart racing, but you eventually learn the basics of ballroom dancing. in return, azul asks for something simple: he wishes to be your very first dance at the masquerade.

☆ a cinderella situation where you encounter azul at the masquerade, but you're forced to leave before the clock strikes midnight. as you flee from the ballroom, your mask comes loose and falls. there isn't any time to retrieve it, so you abandon it on the crystalline steps and continue on your way. azul finds it and is determined to locate the owner no matter what. (my heart says fairy god mother malleus, but the other heart says fairy god mother rollo. orz)

☆ a situation where you and azul are enemies or forbidden from seeing one another or you're an assassin/undercover spy and yet you meet at the masquerade. one thing leads to another and you find yourself in an empty corridor, exchanging breathless kisses with the mysterious masked partygoer. it isn't until you remove his mask to get a better look at his face that you realize this is the man you're meant to avoid/kill/steal classified information from.

☆ you know it's not wise to make a deal with azul, as the price for his assistance is often steep and sly, but you're desperate and your trip to noble bell is winding to an end and you've yet to make any progress with rollo. just the other day you tried to ask for his social media or number to stay in contact, but you lost your nerve the minute he turned his sleep-deprived stare on you. so now it's the night of the masquerade and you've just enlisted azul's help. his plan is simple: the two of you will waltz your way over to rollo, azul will conveniently spin you enough to leave you dizzy and disoriented, and you'll crash into rollo. it's a storybook meet-cute! surely nothing can go wrong, right? only it does. it goes very wrong. deuce happens to trip and crash into azul, which has you falling less-than-gracefully, and when azul attempts to rescue you he ends up yanking you towards him with too much force, which leads to you landing on top of him, your face inches from his, all in front of rollo. you're mortified; azul is considering you from a new angle. literally and figuratively.

☆ you and azul make a simple bet shortly after you're introduced to rollo: "i bet you can't get a kiss from rollo by the end of the trip." you're determined to win that bet and get that kiss, as your pride is on the line. that, and if you lose you'll have to work at the lounge for the next month. now operation seduce rollo flamm has begun and azul is prepared to do all that he can to foil your attempts at getting closer to rollo.

☆ quickie in the hall just outside of the ballroom venue with azul in his masquerade outfit!! <3 anyone could discover you if they tread down the hall and turn the corner, so make sure to be quiet. unless you're aiming to be discovered...

[aeoki]

Atlantis - Clown: Chapter 1

Location: Yumenosaki Auditorium Characters: Wataru Season: Winter

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< Ten or so minutes later. Yumenosaki Academy Auditorium – ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthe venue for the student council president candidates’ speeches. >

Wataru: (Amazing!)

(My dear ladies and gentlemen who are viewing this performance called reality! I humbly introduce myself to those who are seeing me for the first time and those who already know who I am!)

(I am Wataru Hibiki!)

(I’m his Imperial “Majesty’s” left-hand man and the second-in-command in “fine”, one of ES’ big 3! I’m a clown and an actor! In other words, that makes me an entertainer!)

(That is me! Your Wataru Hibiki…☆)

(Oh, how I wish I could say that out loud!)

(But…)

Touri: What’re you sitting there in a daze for?

It’s “your” turn next.

Wataru: Right. Yes, I know.

I’m trembling from the nerves knowing that it’s my turn to speak after you, “Himemiya-sama”... It’s embarrassing to admit, but I’m frozen and cannot move an inch.

Touri: You’re so obvious. I know who you are – you’re way ahead of me in terms of family status.

Aren’t I right, Z. K. Amano Hashidate?

Wataru: (Oh! I wasn’t lying when I said I was trembling! How exciting!)

(I feel fear and jealousy from Himegimi, but he’s doing his best to hide that to bravely glare at me with his big round eyes!)

(I’m being burned from the heat radiating from those eyes… Ahh!)

(...Oh? I’m sure there will be people confused, so shall I reveal a little bit?)

(I think I might go insane if I don’t repent for it in my mind at least!)

(If possible, I would like to follow the classics by digging a hole and screaming, “The king has ears shaped like a donkey”!)

(But I’m also a magician. I cannot reveal the truth at this point in time if I’m to follow proper magician etiquette!)

(So I shall create an imaginary audience and reveal it all to that single “audience member” that exists within me!)

(The formidable enemy that has appeared in front of Himegimi is a zaibatsu heiress, who has been the recent talk of the town, Z. K. Amano Hashidate – And that is none other than myself!)

Amano Hashidate (Wataru): (Z. K. Amano Hashidate is nothing but a false image played by me!)

(She doesn’t exist in reality!)

(Thank goodness there wasn’t a poor heiress with such an awful name. But that isn’t entirely true!)

(I have ended up playing this strange “role” due to various reasons.)

(And I’m a professional who has an established reputation in being able to pull off any role, after all.)

(Naturally, only the “mastermind behind this plan” knows about this.)

(No. I must play my role in seriousness to prevent the truth from being revealed.)

(The others must see me as Z. K. Amano Hashidate, a beautiful lady dressed in Yumenosaki’s female uniform.)

(I have dislocated my joints, altered my bone structure, changed my face with special makeup and modified my voice to that of a cute girl…)

(I’m being careful in the aspects that are difficult for me to fix ,even if I were to fully focus on them, such as the way I walk and my small gestures. This is all done to transform into someone that isn’t “Wataru Hibiki”.)

(I end up acting like a young lady when I revert back into Wataru Hibiki because of this, however!)

(For example, I invited my friends out for a meal, and that’s certainly something Wataru Hibiki would not do!)

(Ahh, how tiresome! But it’s also so enjoyable! This reality is my stage, and life is a wonderful and delightful play that continues for eternity!)

(I am a single human but I have the luxury of leading two lives at the same time!)

(Oh, how I wish to brag to someone! I wish to tell everyone! I want to reveal everything and surprise them, saying, “What did you think? Amazing, isn’t it? ♪”, while laughing at the top of my lungs!)

(But I must endure it… I mustn’t reveal it… I cannot have a taste of the forbidden fruit until it is red and ripe.)

Touri: …………

Amano Hashidate (Wataru): (Ahh! How useless it is to glare at me like that, Himegimi!)

(I’m terribly sorry. Right now, it is my duty to play the role of “your enemy”!)

(I shall swear it on my pride as an actor! I must do it with obstinance!)

(But I don’t wish for a misunderstanding… This was all a coincidence – an accident of sorts.)

(Of course, it may be imprudent of me to enjoy this situation but… If you have any complaints, direct them to God – the one who has given you this fate.)

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[iruiji]

I am.. sorry for being late. Was thinking I'd post it on my bday, but got lazy ehe..

Also TW: There is death in this part. I don't.. tend to hold back on this scenes. Skip the red line.

Part iii.

•°• - ˖ - •°•

- That first step towards Liyue was nerve-wracking, to say the least. The old man attending to his tea shop looked a bit confused, until reader orders a cup and explains it's their first time traveling from their quiet, humble hometown somewhere in the deep woods of Mondstadt.

- Heh.

- Stayed there for a few hours then at the house nearby (apparently no one lives there?) with baited breath, daggers out and poised to parry if ever a spear whizzed past.

- Only was able to relax a bit when nothing happened and observed their immediate surroundings past two in the morning (lucky they still have their watch working!). Seems like they're safe for now.

- Slept at three and is up and washing their face at the lake nearby at five.

- Those Cryo slimes looked mighty cute vying for reader's attention that they're pretty sure they would've cooed if it weren't for their training in the army.

- Went back to the old man's tea shop to have breakfast and save their supplies for the long journey. Thankfully, it seems that the people here are yet to be aware of the rumor mills and is pretty accommodating to strangers (and was able to pry off some more info - specifically about this year's upcoming Lantern Rite).

- Hooray for internet not existing in Teyvat, I guess. Shame though, they could have gotten more info..

- Wait.

- Reader smacks their face. Akasha!

- Right, that's the first thing they need to get upon reaching Sumeru. Need to get information in Liyue first though. Books here are probably pretty huge in numbers as well and not in a big-ass library in the middle of a nation and surrounded by tight-knit security.

- Reader stores the plan for later.

- Basic necessities aside, reader thinks the only thing they need to cover is the lack of good weapons, maybe a few bombs, and information gathering. Oh, wait, there's the issue still of not knowing what exactly their powers are, since the little amount of books about the Creator's skills barely mentioned anything besides being able to control the nature to fight.

- That takes them back to their situation at hand:

- Weapons. Specifically, guns. Which the reader needed badly, like, yesterday.

- They remember only the Fatui using them - but even then the game have only shown rifles, which, they got to admit, was dissapointing. Immensely.

- Don't get them wrong; swords, polearms, bows and the likes are cool but.. they prefer to save their strength and take down enemies as swiftly and quickly as possible. And with the people here with powers? Reader needs all the trump cards they could get. Also that phrase 'Never bring a sword to a gun fight?' is actually a pretty good advice, unless you're like those anime characters like Kirito or Kenshin or something.

- But most of the time? Bam. One shot and you're either incapacitated or dead. Or alive and running, if luck is on your side. That advise is there for a reason - which is bullets are fast. Like, really effin' fast.

- Anyways. Guns. A very dissapointing topic in this world, unfortunately. Unlike Earth, Teyvat has.. magic, so guns aren't that developed compared to ours. Or rather, they're developed very differently that reader doesn't know what the fuck is supposed to happen. Pistols are few to nonexistent (they heard pistols and guns are kind of made only through commissions and are not mass produced. It's so tempting to leave for Snezhnaya right away to get their hands on quality guns). Hell, this world don't even have a sniper.

- Oh, but, that one was pretty okay, since snipers are fucking pain in the ass, anyways. Also reader doesn't think they'd be that close to someone in this world to leave themselves very vulnerable like that.

ANYWAYS.

- GUNS-

- Is not that great in this world, apparently. Only a select few can really use them, and even the people who are adept must be very few. They needed to be infused with the elements to generate bullets (wtf that is so cool) and enough speed to the mechanism connected at the barrel to work. Reader appreciates the geo-user madlads that straight up uses rocks infused with geo as bullets which is fucking amazing control, btw, and reader sadly doesn't know how the hell it would work. They can try, of course, but the injuries might severely debilitate their capacity to move around and defend themselves and honestly? Its not that worth it. So they've got no choice but to stick to daggers and hopefully a sword, and then commission for a gun.

- But where the fuck they would even start looking for blueprints?

- Pro Tip: If you're looking for something and you might only acquire it through doing something illegal- well. Who you gonna call??

- No need to look far, actually. They're literally all over the place.

---

"Who the hell are you?!"

Reader looks down at the bloody sight in front of them: several people with mangled hands, broken bones, bloody faces and some covered in cuts and bruises.

"Just.. a traveler."

"Traveler my- AH! St.. stop, please I'll.. tell yo- ACK!" Off with his mouth, the guy spills a bunch of information, before another kick was delivered. The man slumped, fainting. Reader then pulls their head up, before using the dagger to slit the man's throat and then stabbing another on their forehead.

Hm. Always secure your kill, fellas.

With no one else remaining to interrogate, they looted the camp of whatever they could find.

---

- The guys do actually have several blueprints. Some for pistols and rifles, a shotgun prototype is there too but it seemed more complex thus the project looked scraped.

- Huh.

- Reader smiled excitedly at the new information.

- 7 out the 8 blueprints were made by the same person, and apparently they're living right at the heart of Liyue Harbor.

- Well.. some detour for reconnaisance mission wouldn't hurt anybody, right?

---

Part i. Part ii.

Omigosh sorry this is so late lol. Laziness strikes 🤣🤣

@noitsgrapejuice @yuumaofc @mentallyunpresent @salor-ilor @shizunxie @jaxielous

[bitegore]

8, 13, and 19 for the writing ask meme.

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

And it was, fortunately; the maroon racecar stood upon his doorstep. That was a welcome reprieve, too. Blast Off was solitary by nature; he preferred to stay as far from his unchosen teammates as possible when he could. Dead End was unobtrusive, and not loud or demanding, and generally just nice. “Dead End?” “Blast Off,” Dead End said, in that polite halting way he had. “May I come in?” Did he want to talk, or did he want to sit together and read? Blast Off never knew quite what was going through his head. He was… shy, or something, halting and awkward and confusing. And Blast Off wasn’t the smooth social manipulator that was Vortex, or a keen negotiator like Swindle, or the effortless authority that Onslaught was. And he couldn’t read a mech’s body language to save his life. Dead End was a glossy maroon mystery. But he was good company. “What do you want?” Blast Off asked, stepping aside to invite Dead End in. Dead End sighed, throwing his hands in the air as Blast Off shut the door behind him. “Yet again my teammates have decided that this is the best time to start trying to kill each other over petty, pointless things that won't even matter within the next week.” “Oh,” Blast Off said. Reading, then, probably. Quiet. He grabbed a datapad off the shelf by the door. “One of those.”

This is mostly a "what's not said" dialogue scene that brings me delight (and frustration lmfao), but Blast Off is just successfully failing at Communicating here. It's the second POV of a scene we first see through Dead End's eyes, which goes like this:

He knocked on the door. Only one time. Blast Off would ignore him or he'd come let Dead End in, and to knock too many times would only get on Blast Off's nerves. Luck was in his favor, fleeting though it may have been; there was the sound of a latch, and then Blast Off opened the door slightly. "Dead End?" "Blast Off," Dead End said. "May I come in?" Blast Off's visor narrowed, but he stepped aside, clearing the path. "What do you want? It's late." Drag Strip couldn't stop the sigh as he ducked inside. "Yet again my teammates have decided that this is the best time to start trying to kill each other over petty, pointless things that won't even matter within the next week." "Oh," Blast Off said. "One of those."

wherein Blast Off sounds more hostile and brusque because we can't see inside his brain where his thoughts live. I don't like writing stories where too much of the dialogue or the previous plot repeats typically because I feel like it gets boring, but when both characters are too stiff and awkward to just like, talk, it can be really fun to do this thing where you switch points of view to show what's going on inside their brains. I'm still pleased with how engaging on a this one is; typically I find that these kind of same-scene-different-viewpoint stories fall flat when I reread them, but Reading Night is pretty good still.

13. What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?

Writing Good FIction(tm) is the enemy of writing Fiction That Exists. AKA: perfectonism is a liar and writing more always trumps writing that one thing super perfect. The more I write, the better I am at writing, and also the things I think are great are not necessarily what other people think are Well Executed.

So just like. Write bullshit. Write junk. GIve zero shits about if it's good or not. and then it will get better anyway because the world is a giant joke and you are the punchline.

19. Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?

I don't really know. Probably. I definitely have a little voice in my head that inspires me to write more... suppose that counts.

Questions list can be found here :D