#but yeah does anyone else get sleepy when they play or is this a me problem

[tippytoes112]

guys i love tgaa SO MUCH but it is so hard for me to play through it cause it makes me so sleepy😭😭😭 i can’t tell if its the music or the dialogue being in like old english but i always like end up playing for 30 minutes before i have to turn it off and take a nap 💔

[5sospenguinqueen]

Play Pretend Pt 2 | Charles Leclerc x Law Student! Reader

Summary: Lightning McQueen realises he misses Elle Woods. Or, when Charles finds out your goals always had him in mind, he realises he should've done the same.

Warnings: Swearing. Redemption. Miscommunication

Female reader with various faceclaims. Pics found on Pinterest

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Not really impressed with this one so apologies in advance

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YourUserName i declare my date for the weekend guilty of being too cute and snuggly

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charles_leclerc i hope he is behaving

→ YourUserName he pissed in my slipper.

→ charles_leclerc how do you know it was him? whatever happened to innocent until proven guilty?

→ YourUserName he fell asleep at the scene of the crime

maxverstappen1 what a cute little terror

→ YourUserName he’s forcing me to watch the imola highlights so he can watch his favourite driver win again

→ maxverstappen1 🦁🦁

→ danielricciardo that is such a lie, you literally told me yesterday that i was his favourite driver

→ arthur_leclerc you are all forgetting that his uncle is his favourite driver

lilymhe sleepy boy

→ YourUserName he wore himself out running away with my highlighters

YourBestFriend okay, these pics are cute but i still don’t forgive him for eating my pizza

→ YourUserName don’t tell the internet i let him have pizza, you’ll get me into trouble with his father

→ arthur_leclerc don’t make me tell on you

→ YourUserName i thought you still liked me :(

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YourUserName it’s official, your honour 🎓

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charles_leclerc leo and i are so proud of you, y/n/n. you worked so hard for this. enjoy every moment, you deserve it

→ YourUserName tell leo thank you for the cake. I’ll save him some for later ;)

→ User1 the wink? the wink! what does the wink mean?

User2 charles and y/n are the definition of exes who cannot stay away from each other. they don’t follow each other but they’re always lurking haha

schecoperez congratulations, y/n. look forward to seeing you soon

→ YourUserName thank you for the chocolates!

maxverstappen1 congratulations, y/n. can’t wait to see what you’ll do next

→ YourUserName kick your ass in karting

→ maxverstappen1 keep dreaming

→ YourUserName i think yesterday i proved i can achieve my dreams

User3 anyone else finding the red bull boys’ comments odd?

→ User4 no, they’re just being supportive like the rest of the grid?

danielricciardo fucking ace! well done, y/n. go forth and kick some ass

→ YourUserName who let you out of the old folk’s home

georgerussell63 how shitfaced did you get last night considering your graduation post is a day late

→ landonorris mate, she was worse than me

→ YourUserName don’t tell people that! i'm a lady

→ landonorris a lady who threw up on her kebab and then cried until pierre bought you a new one

logansargeant woohoo 🥳 it was lovely to be able to celebrate with you last night. thank you for inviting me

→ YourUserName thank you for coming! and teaching me some cool new moves

→ logansargeant yeah, let’s not talk about those. i think i put my hip out

→ danielricciardo and they call me old!

yukitsunoda0511 let’s go! well done, y/n!

lilymhe iconic elle woods behaviour

→ YourUserName what, like it’s hard

→ alex_albon getting you to drink water last night was hard

→ YourUserName 👎🏻👎🏻

redbullracing congratulations, y/n. we never doubted that you could do it

→ User5 ariana, what are you doing here

arthur_leclerc oh god, you are going to never shut up about this are you

→ YourUserName just say you’re proud of me and move on. i saw the giant bouquet of flowers, and don’t say they were from maman because i recognised your handwriting

→ arthur_leclerc damn.

YourUserName a big thank you to everyone who has supported me along this journey. to those who came to support me last night and put up with my awful drunken singing. and I suppose a thank you to the F1 grid for ensuring my home looks like a makeshift florist. i love the flowers but i will be chasing bees out of my home for at least a week

User6 they all got her flowers 🥹

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redbullracing no, it’s not hearsay. Y/N L/N truly has joined the Red Bull family as an intern for our legal term. we look forward to seeing what she can do, and hopefully welcoming her into the fold full-time tagged: YourUserName

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maxverstappen1 um, excuse me, why the checo hat

→ YourUserName obviously because he is the #1 choice to support

→ maxverstappen1 my insta handle indicates that i’m #1

→ YourUserName that was so cheesy. i hope it gave kelly the ick

schecoperez that is a perfect hat

→ YourUserName i agree. if you sign it for me, i bet i can get it to sell for a fair bit on ebay

→ redbullracing don’t worry. we’ve got loads you can have

User7 babe broke up with THE charles leclerc and then went, and now i’m going to become besties with your rival

danielricciardo i think she should just be my personal legal aide

→ YourUserName sounds like that’ll involve an awful lot of work for somebody who has just started

→ danielricciardo i’m sorry, are you saying i’m a handful?

→ YourUserName i didn’t think you’d understand me if i spelt it

landonorris you know, if you joined mclaren, we could provide you with a papaya jacket

→ YourUserName i wasn’t aware you had any openings

→ landonorris you’d do a great job doing my washing

→ YourUserName 🖕🏻🖕🏻

User8 can somebody check on charles? make sure he’s still alive after this news

→ User9 did you see that he liked this and then unliked?

georgerussell63 this is mercedes amg erasure

→ maxverstappen1 you’ll get over it but you won’t get y/n

pierregasly congratulations, y/n/n. it’ll be nice to still see you around the paddock again

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charles_leclerc BEST DAY EVER ❤️ thank you for everything, i love you all

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oscarpiastri congrats bro

→ User1 that’s no way to speak to your father

YourUserName leo and i are so incredibly proud of you charles. you deserve this, enjoy tonight x

→ charles_leclerc tell leo i can’t wait to celebrate with him tomorrow when i’m sober, and thank you for the gift x

→ User2 i love that they still don’t follow each other but are congratulating each other on their greatest achievements so far

→ User3 the kisses!!!!

User4 she should’ve been in the paddock

→ User5 she was! arthur posted a story celebrating, and you can catch a glimpse of her in the background

arthur_leclerc lets goooo ❤️

scuderiaferrari bravo charles!! so proud ❤️ here’s to many more

User7 the form on that dive 🍑

→ thisisnoty/n talk about buns of steel

→ User8 is this y/n’s secret account?

YourBestFriend congratulations, charles. we watched you cross the finish line and couldn't have been prouder

→ User9 we? who is we?

→ User10 we all know there’s no way y/n would miss his monaco win, even if they’re not together

YourMum félicitations, charlie. so proud to watch you grow from the teenager to this amazing man

→ charles_leclerc merci maman l/n. thank you for watching and supporting me <3

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YourUserName fit for the weekend

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danielricciardo i can’t believe max didn’t burst into flames being that close to a ferrari jacket

→ YourUserName don’t be silly. he wanted to steal it

→ maxverstappen1 don’t tell lies. i kicked her out of the garage for her betrayal

redbullracing and why aren’t you in uniform

→ YourUserName i was given the weekend off?

→ scuderiaferrari forza ferrari

→ redbullracing then what were you doing in our garage

charles_leclerc leo said you need to come back from mclaren because you ran off with his rope toy

→ YourUserName oh, that’s what leo told you, was it?

User11 okay but is this confirmation that she was in the ferrari garage for charles?

oscarpiastri you left your 81 cap in hospitality

→ landonorris she did that on purpose because the 4 cap was much better

→ YourUserName @ oscarpiastri can you bring it to family dinner for me?

User12 everyone is a ferrari fan

User13 wait, wait, wait. family dinner?! who’s in attendance, yn!!

User14 charles has followed her again!!!

→ User15 i genuinely thought he would follow max before he followed y/n again

pierregasly not the best weekend for alpine but as a die hard chary/n shipper, it was a perfect weekend

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charles_leclerc mon coeur, the day i met you, i was a silly teenage boy who spilt his drink over you at a karting event in a way to gain your attention. and now, many years later, i can proudly call myself your fiance. every moment spent with you feels like standing on top of that podium. thank you for allowing me to wake up next to you every morning for the rest of our lives

(to the general public, y/n says you have to be nice to me about my emotional caption. don’t forget, she’s a licenced lawyer now and can sue you all for defamation)

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pierregasly and to this day, i stand by the fact that telling you to spill your drink on her was the perfect way to gain her attention.

→ YourUserName i still can’t believe charles took your advice on how to flirt with women

→ pierregasly it worked though, didn’t it? and i am the proud boyfriend of beautiful kiks so, i am clearly master

→ YourUserName ew, keep your bedroom stuff to yourself

→ pierregasly you just lost your wedding present

oscarpiastri congrats you guys 🧡 i am so happy for you, my dad and future step-mother

→ YourUserName and you just got yourself banned from family dinner. i'm too young to be called stepmother

scuderiaferrari i think the theme should be disney cars

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landonorris simp

→ charles_leclerc @ YourUserName i told you he’d be mean

→ YourUserName sorry bebe but i’m not suing lando. his fans are tougher than i am

User1 charles can you fight? ‘cause your gf is too hot for you

→ charles_leclerc *fiancee

georgerussell63 mate, the fact that you managed to convince her to forgive you AND agree to marry you a year later

→ alex_albon it’s the dimples. who can resist

→ lilymhe is there something you’re not telling me?

→ alex_albon i’m in love with charles marc hervé perceval leclerc

→ YourUserName same

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YourUserName the evidence is conclusive. your papa and i cannot wait to meet you, only another 5 months to go

#BabyLeclercComing2026

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charles_leclerc je t’aime plus chaque jour. you are the light of my life, as well as the day you agreed to be mine forever, you have made me the happiest man

oscarpiastri i can’t believe i’m going to be a big brother

→ charles_leclerc the bestest big brother

→ User2 i love that this joke is still running two years later

scuderiaferrari all i’m hearing is that we have roughly 5 months to build a baby seat into charles’ car

pierregasly omg omg omg omg omg. stay calm, stay calm. it’s HAPPENING

→ francisca.cgomes why did you have to tell him? now i have to talk him out of buying elaborate gifts

→ charles_leclerc i love how you’re both acting like you weren’t told on the weekend

→ pierregasly i’m just so excited!

→ YourUserName @ francisca.cgomes has he stopped crying yet?

→ francisca.cgomes no

maxverstappen1 i am so happy for you y/n. baby leclerc will make such an adorable addition to the red bull garage. you will make an amazing mother after the way you have bossed checo and me around these past two years

→ YourUserName i think you mean, cared for and cherished, not bossed

User3 wait, but isn’t this the reason charles and y/n broke up two years ago

→ User4 they broke up because charles was talking about kids straight away and y/n wasn’t ready. they’ve now been married for a year so i’m guessing she’s ready now

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redbullracing brb working on building a baby play area in the office so you don’t have to worry about childcare. i’m a good babysitter and we can babyproof the garage. it'll be great!

→ User5 i think it’s safe to say everyone at red bull are excited for baby y/n

schecoperez felicidades y/n and charles. what lovely news. mucho amor to you both

danielricciardo i ate way too many cupcakes at the announcement party though. i swear the frosting changed something inside me

→ User6 you’re telling me that the grid were invited to the baby announcement 🥹 be still my beating heart

→ User7 and according to inside sources, a few of them cried

→ alex_albon whoever’s telling you that i cried, don’t listen to them!

→ lilymhe don't lie to the people

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charles_leclerc when your little man can’t decide if he wants to be like his maman or papa from one day to the next so he combines both for his 5th birthday

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YourUserName not featured is baby lec running around with a mini gavel sentencing everyone to prison whilst wearing his race helmet

alex_albon i still think my sentence was a bit harsh

→ lilymhe you deserved those 10 minutes on the naughty step, you ate all the mini doughnuts!

→ alex_albon yes but he finished it by smashing me in the kneecaps with the gavel

→ YourUserName yeah, he gets that from charles, sorry

→ charles_leclerc 😱

redbullracing happy birthday to our favourite leclerc! we hope to see you back in the paddock soon

→ charles_leclerc stop trying to steal my son, you already have my wife!

→ YourUserName and i thought i was your favourite leclerc!

→ User8 admin going to have some angry parents to contend with on sunday

maxverstappen1 i still think uncle max wins best present

→ YourUserName i can’t believe you had it engineered to go that fast

→ pierregasly yes but uncle pierre will be helping papa charles to repaint it so it’s not covered in red bull logos

→ maxverstappen1 @ YourUserName if he does that, i’m going to unfollow him again

→ YourUserName ffs pierre, i just got them to publicly make up, kiks, tell him

→ franscisca.cgomes behave yourself

jensonbutton little man clearly knows his mum is way cooler

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danielricciardo please stop inviting me to events where there are cupcakes. i have no control and your mini monster just laughed as i sobbed whilst shoving another one in my mouth

→ landonorris i don’t think you should say these things online

charles_leclerc also not featured is y/n crying all morning about her baby boy growing up

→ YourUserName charl, don’t lie to the fans. they all know you’re the one crying

→ charles_leclerc but he was so little, and he used to come to work with us and now he’s telling us he wants to be just like his clever mummy and his fast daddy and - i just cannot 😭

→ maxverstappen1 @ YourUserName like i said on your wedding day, are you sure this is the one you want to marry?

→ YourUserName afraid so

→ charles_leclerc i would divorce you but you are a very good lawyer and i do not imagine i would come out of it so well

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Requests welcome. I will be doing more Part 1s for some of the other drivers.

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[wttcsms]

unlike most of the loud-mouthed, irritating people sae itoshi finds himself constantly surrounded by, he’s long since learned that you are not the type to openly express what you’re thinking about unless explicitly asked. 

so, for you, he finds himself asking into the quiet, sleepy darkness of your bedroom, “what are you thinking about?” 

“that starting tomorrow, i’m going to forget all about you.” you hum, propping yourself up by pressing your palm against the muscular plane of his chest. one of the straps of your silky camisole slips off your shoulder; it shouldn’t be as tantalizing to him as it is, but he thinks everything about you, everything you do, is designed to specifically tempt him. 

he focuses on the tiny strip of fabric, on the smooth expanse of your skin, before his eyes flit back up to your face; he meets your gaze, cocks an eyebrow. “oh?”

truth be told, sae’s not a witty person. everyone lets him get the final word in because he’s got this cold aura and seemingly disinterested expression that screams “i don’t give a fuck,” but he does care. to a certain extent. he doesn’t care about the arguments he has with people; he just cares about winning. when he calls you, and you pick up, even if it’s on the second to last ring before he gets sent straight to voicemail, he considers that a win. when you open the door for him before he can even knock, he considers that a win. 

when you admit that you’re thinking about him, even if it’s to say it’s because you plan on erasing him from your memory, he considers that a win. 

“wanna know why?” you ask him, and he nods. if you were anyone else, he wouldn’t even care. 

“‘cause i can’t handle being the girl that keeps having her ex spend the night.” you sit up fully now, removing your hand from his body. he misses your warmth the moment your touch leaves him. 

“easy fix. we can get back together, then.” the two of you are practically together anyway. he cooks you breakfast the morning after, and you still wear his boxers as pajamas. his body’s pretty sensitive to most sensations, especially early in the morning, but his feet have gotten used to hitting the cold hardwood floor of your bedroom when he wakes up before dawn to brush his teeth and get his day started. 

“too late. i've already blocked your number from my phone.” 

he almost laughs at that. instead, he takes your right wrist, his thumb gently pressed against your pulse point; he likes to apply just enough pressure so that he can feel every beat of your heart. “yeah? i can buy a new phone, get a new number.” 

“you make breakups difficult for no reason.” you tell him, but not yanking back your wrist. it’s why he feels bold enough to bring your fingers to his mouth, lightly kissing the tips of your fingers. 

“we broke up?” he peers up at you, your fingers still so close to his mouth that you can feel the way he breathes life into his words. annoying. he’s so annoying. the worst part is, you’re pretty sure he’s somehow convinced himself that you ending things was just you throwing a tantrum. he’s still treating you the same as he always does. 

“i broke up with you.” not like he needs the reminder. 

“i don’t remember agreeing to that.” 

“you don’t have to agree. breakups don’t have to be mutual.” 

“i have a game next week. we’re going to be playing in france. i was thinking a day before the match, we could go visit the louvre, like you talked about.” he’s still going on casually, making plans like there was never a doubt in his mind that you’re going to show up to his game. you received the ticket he sent and somehow couldn’t bring yourself to toss it in the trash, right where it belongs, so it’s currently hiding in your nightstand drawer. 

“sae, i’m not going. i’m not your girlfriend.” 

well, you’re certainly his. he made sure to have you scream out a chorus of yours, yours, yours! to have it drilled into your pretty little head. 

“how do you know my name? i thought you forgot all about me.” he’s holding back a smile. 

“i’m forgetting all about you starting tomorrow.” you point out, and one corner of his mouth quirks up, a smug smirk on his face as he nods subtly to the alarm clock on your nightstand. 

“it is tomorrow.”

you blink, before staring at him curiously. “yeah.” you say slowly, having been bested by sae itoshi once again. “what do you think i should do now, then?” 

give him all your tomorrows for the rest of your life. 

he doesn’t say that, though. he just pulls you in for a long, deep kiss. when you say his name, breathlessly and full of longing, he takes the time to fix the strap of your camisole, knowing it’s futile since he'll be pulling it off your body soon, anyway. 

he wins.

[00valentina-writes00]

Hi, just wanted to say, love the way you write!

After reading the energetic reader with Sevika, it got me thinking what about a sleepy lady with Sevika and/or Ambessa.

Thank you😊

♡♥︎ Sevika and Ambessa with a sleepy woman ♥︎♡

♡Sevika♡

♡ Sevika isn’t the type to baby people, but even she raises an eyebrow at how damn sleepy you always are. At first, she assumes you’re just lazy, but when she notices you can pass out anywhere—her couch, her lap, even in the middle of a conversation—she starts paying attention.

♡ She doesn’t say much about it, just adjusts in small ways. If you fall asleep on her while she’s playing cards, she’ll keep one arm slung over your shoulders so you don’t slump over. If you’re dozing off at the bar, she orders your drink for you and keeps an eye out for anyone stupid enough to bother you.

♡ She teases you about it constantly. “You got a damn condition or somethin’?” But there’s no bite to it, just mild amusement as she tugs you against her side.

♡ If you fall asleep in places you shouldn’t, she gets gruff about it. “C’mon, not here.” She’ll haul you up, one arm under your knees, and carry you somewhere safer. It’s not gentle, but it’s protective in the way only Sevika can be.

♡ At some point, she just starts factoring it into her day. She makes sure there’s always an extra chair beside her at The Last Drop, knowing you’ll eventually curl up there. When she comes home late, she doesn’t even bother waking you if you’ve passed out on the couch—just throws a blanket over you and lets you be.

♡ If anyone comments on your constant sleepiness in a rude way, Sevika shuts them down fast. “She ain’t bothering anyone. You got a problem?” Her tone alone is usually enough to make people back off.

♡ You never have to ask for a place to sleep—her space, her lap, her bed—it’s all yours. She won’t say it outright, but she likes having you close, even if you’re always half-asleep against her shoulder.

♡ Sevika acts like your sleepiness is just a mild inconvenience, but she secretly finds it endearing. She won’t admit it, but the way you nestle into her when you’re tired makes her heart do something annoying.

♡ If she’s working late, she’ll find you curled up in her chair or on her bed, knocked out like you own the place. At first, she’d shake her head and leave you be, but eventually, she just starts pulling a blanket over you and sitting beside you while she finishes her work.

♡ When you fall asleep mid-conversation, Sevika sighs, but there’s always a ghost of a smirk on her lips. “Yeah, yeah, real fuckin’ interesting, huh?” She’ll tilt your head so you don’t wake up with a crick in your neck.

♡ You get a pass on her usual gruffness. Anyone else trying to sleep on her lap? No fucking way. But you? She barely reacts, just keeps smoking her cigar, an arm resting lazily over your back while you doze.

♡ She figures out how to wake you up without making you miserable. A rough shake if it’s urgent, but otherwise? A lazy drag of her knuckles down your arm, a muttered “C’mon, let’s go,” her voice low and steady.

♡ Sevika starts carrying extra things in her pockets for you. A small flask of something strong if you need a pick-me-up, a piece of candy if you look sluggish, maybe even a crumpled note with “Wake up” scrawled on it if she leaves before you do.

♡ She doesn’t get frustrated when you fall asleep on her plans—she just adapts. If you were supposed to go somewhere but passed out instead, she huffs, rolls her eyes, and mutters, “Guess we’re stayin’ in.”

♡ She finds out what helps keep you awake and just… does it without making a big deal about it. If it’s coffee, she orders an extra. If it’s fresh air, she’ll pull you outside with her for a cigarette break. If it’s conversation, she’ll grumble but keep talking.

♡ When you pass at a really inconvenient time, she has a few choice words. “You gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.” But she always protects you, shielding you with her body or dragging you somewhere safe first before handling the problem.

♡ The first time you fall asleep in her arms and murmur her name in your sleep, Sevika freezes. Her whole body tenses—she wasn’t ready for that. But then she exhales, a slow, deep breath, and holds you just a little tighter.

♡Ambessa♡

♡ Ambessa is not a woman used to softness, yet here you are, constantly draped over her, dozing off like the weight of the world does not exist. At first, she finds it amusing—then, she finds it endearing.

♡ She does not tolerate weakness, but your sleepiness does not register as such. You are not frail, not incompetent—just constantly tired. It intrigues her more than it frustrates her.

♡ If you fall asleep on her while she’s working, she won’t stop what she’s doing. Her hand simply settles on your back, a silent acknowledgment that you are allowed to stay.

♡ She adjusts her schedule without realizing it. Meetings that run too long? She finds herself ending them sooner when she notices you struggling to keep your eyes open.

♡ Ambessa is not a patient woman, but she never snaps at you for dozing off. If you fall asleep while she’s talking, she lets it slide—once. Twice? You’ll be waking up to her sharp gaze and a slow, teasing, “Am I that dull, little one?”

♡ She tests your limits. How long can you stay awake with the right motivation? A challenge, a kiss, a slow drag of her fingers along your spine—she is a strategist, after all, and she enjoys finding new ways to keep your attention.

♡ If you fall asleep somewhere impractical, she does not carry you. She commands you to wake up. A hand gripping your chin, a low, authoritative, “Get up.” And yet, when you groggily lean into her, she sighs and allows it.

♡ The first time you fall asleep in her arms during a formal event, she raises a brow but says nothing. If anyone dares to comment, they are met with a sharp, unimpressed look that dares them to say something foolish.

♡ Ambessa does not fetch things for people—yet she starts ensuring there is always a strong cup of tea, a warm fur, a comfortable place for you to rest nearby. No one questions it.

♡ She learns to read the signs. The way your body grows heavier against her, the way your blinks slow—she knows when you are about to succumb to sleep. If it is inconvenient, she will tilt your chin up with a finger and warn, “Not yet.”

♡ You are one of the only people allowed in her chambers when she works late into the night. She does not stop you from curling up on her massive bed, nor does she pretend she does not glance at you from time to time.

♡ If you struggle to wake up in the mornings, she does not coddle you. Instead, she yanks the blankets away, her voice amused yet firm. “The sun rises, as do I. And you, my dear, will not waste the day.”

♡ If you fall asleep on her while she is reading, she makes an effort to be quieter. She tells herself it is so she does not wake you unnecessarily, but the truth is, she likes having you there.

♡ She is not a woman given to indulgence, but the feeling of you curled against her, trusting and warm, is something she allows herself to enjoy.

♡ When you do manage to stay awake long enough to surprise her—perhaps by outlasting one of her long, grueling strategy meetings—she smirks and rewards you with a rare, approving nod. “Impressive.”

♡ She is not fond of repeating herself, but when you are too sleepy to focus, she sighs and—just for you—goes over something again. “Are you listening this time?”

♡ If you fall asleep on her lap, she will continue with whatever she is doing, but one hand will find its way to your hair, idly stroking as she works. She will not acknowledge it. Neither should you.

♡ The first time she sees you trying to fight sleep for her sake, she is both amused and a little fond. She brushes a knuckle against your cheek and murmurs, “Rest, little one. I will wake you when I need you.”

♡ Ambessa will never admit it, but your constant sleepiness makes her protective. If anyone dares take advantage of your fatigue, they will not live long enough to regret it. You are hers, and she will ensure you are safe, whether awake or asleep.

[vickytaa]

Music keeps me alive. M.S. Chapter III

summery: y/n's father passed away, and she moved to Boston to finish school. She always keeps her headphones on, only she knows the reason why. What happens when she meets Matt?

Chapter I - Chapter II

The following days were pure bliss for Y/n. Nick, Matt, Chris, Anna, and Y/n had been hanging out together almost nonstop; they had become really good friends. They went to the Sturniolos' house almost every day under the guise of "finishing the project" but ended up playing board games until 2 a.m. or watching horror movies together on the couch. Whenever their hangout ended late, Matt would drive Y/n back to her house so she wouldn't have to walk alone in the neighborhood.

On Friday, without fail, the five of them gathered at the house and played various games, watched a few movies, chatted about life, filled Y/n in on the school gossip, cooked, and a whole lot more. As usual, it got very late and everyone started to get sleepy, so Anna decided to stay the night there, while Y/n wanted to go back home so as not to disturb the triplets' family.

She and Matt got into the car and, before pulling out, Matt took a deep breath to calm his nerves and finally spoke, "Hey, I heard there's going to be a music showcase downtown tomorrow, and I thought maybe you'd want to go..." he said shyly. Y/n met his gaze and smiled excitedly. Her expression was soft and radiant, her cheeks slightly flushed at Matt's suggestion. "Uh, yeah, sure, I'd love to. But..." Y/n started to think about whether or not to ask if they were going alone. The idea of having a 'date' with Matt was totally out of a dream; he was everything she wanted, kind, funny, tall, attentive, among many other things. "Yeah?" Matt asked. He knew what she was thinking, so he took a chance and said, "I was thinking just us... alone." Y/n was surprised he said it, even though it was to be expected. "That would be great," she said smiling.

When she got home, Y/n greeted Matt and went inside. As expected, her mom wasn't home. She went upstairs, still unable to process what had just happened. She and Matt were going on a date. Or maybe it wasn't a date, and it was more like a hangout as friends. Surely, he wasn't interested in her. There were so many pretty girls who would die to be with him, why would he want to be with me? It's just a trip to a music showcase, anyone could invite their friend there. But he asked her to go because he thought 'maybe you'd like it'. Boys are impossible. Is he trying to hit on her or does he just want to be friends?

Surely, he just wants to be friends. Right?

Y/n kept thinking and thinking about Matt, about what they were going to do tomorrow, what she was going to wear, how she should act, blah, blah, blah. Without realizing it, she fell asleep in bed in the clothes she wore to school, but who cares? Tomorrow is Saturday.

The next day, Y/n woke up super early, excited just at the thought of hanging out with Matt, and just the two of them. She sat up in bed, grabbed her phone and headphones, ready to start her usual routine, until a notification on her phone caught her eye:

Unknown Number:

- Heyy Y/n, I’m Matt. Nick gave me your number.

Her heart began to beat faster, and her whole body felt filled with butterflies. She was in love, and she knew it.

- Heyy!

- I’ll pass by 7pm tomorrow.

- Alright.

"Perfect, now I just have to get through the day. Like always, it won't be difficult..." A few minutes later, she realized that she was only going to be thinking about her date with Matt all day, and it was going to be impossible to focus on anything else, so she decided to figure out what she was going to wear after breakfast.

She went downstairs and into the kitchen. "Hi, sweetie, how are you... Oh, I can see you're very happy." Her mom said as she set the table for breakfast. She noticed that Y/n was biting her lower lip to suppress a smile, which was impossible and failed completely. "You see, I made some new friends, Nick, Chris, Anna, and Matt..." Her cheeks were flushed, and her smile grew bigger and bigger. "Uh-huh," her mom said, encouraging her to continue. "Well, Matt invited me to a music showcase tonight." Her mom's eyes widened even more than they already were. She started screaming and jumping up and down with excitement. She was going to have her first date. "I can't believe it!" she yelled as she ran to hug her tightly. "Okay, okay..." Y/n said as she tried to get her mom off of her. "Mom, okay." Her mom pulled back a little, embarrassed. She was happy for her daughter. "I'm sorry, I got carried away," she said with a small laugh.

It was 6 pm and Y/n began to get ready for her date. She changed into the outfit she had been thinking about all day, did her hair, put on a little makeup, perfume, and everything else she needed to do to go out. She finished getting ready just before Matt texted her saying he was already on his way to her house to pick her up and go to the exhibition together.

When he arrived, Y/n quickly looked in the mirror to make sure everything was in place and rushed downstairs. "Bye Mom," she said before opening the door to find Matt standing there. "Wow, you look... beautiful," he said, his eyes traveling all over her body until they met hers. "Thank you, you look great too," Y/n confessed.

They both got into the car and headed downtown, which was super crowded. There were several stages with many well-known artists, and other people imitating great artists. Y/n was completely amazed, thrilled to finally be able to go to this place that her dad had talked about so much. He used to say it was one of his favorite places, where people were there just to listen to music and share it with loved ones. Her eyes started to fill with tears of happiness as her smile grew wider. Matt noticed this and asked curiously, "Everything okay? Do you like this?" to which Y/n nodded. It was just as her dad had described it, full of lights and colors, where sound was more than words and was a feeling, where all evils vanished and only the magic of music remained, where life found its meaning. They both enjoyed themselves for hours and hours, going to different concerts, listening to different artists and different styles of music, until there was no one left but the organizers of the event and the cleaning crew.

Neither of them wanted the night to end, so when they got in the car, they both decided to change their route to their respective homes and went to the beach to share their opinions about the concert and to get to know each other better. Sitting by the seashore, enjoying the gentle breeze, they talked. "Thank you so much for inviting me, I really enjoyed it," Y/n said. "Yeah, me too. I'm glad I could share it with you..." they both looked into each other's eyes and smiled. "Hey... I've had a question for a long time..." Matt confessed. "Tell me," she said. "Do you have any reason why you listen to music all the time?" Y/n froze. No one had ever asked her that before. She also didn't know if she had a clear answer, but she was surprised that he had noticed. She thought about whether or not to tell him the truth about why she did it. Maybe it wasn't that important, but she decided to. "I... My father, he used to say that music kept him alive. That it was the only thing that relaxed him, that took him to a world of peace in the heart of chaos. That love was expressed better in songs than in letters. That music accompanies you from birth to death. And he used to show me his collections, his albums, his favorite songs, or he would also tell me about the events he went to when he was a teenager, and he would tell them like magical stories, explaining every little detail of them. That's why going there today was like fulfilling one of my childhood dreams." They both sat in silence, Matt was completely amazed by her answer. "It's so nice that you can share the same passion for something with your loved ones."

And so they continued chatting for hours until they decided it was time to go home.

After that night, Matt and Y/n had been dating for several weeks until they decided to make it official:

Y/n and Matt were sitting on the sand by the sea, just like on their first date, talking about everything and nothing at all, enjoying each other's company, and every now and then the silence of the wind with the sound of the waves crashing.

"Hey, Y/n, I've wanted to... ask you for a long time..." The words got stuck in his throat as his hands started to sweat uncontrollably. But he had to do it. He loved her and finally wanted to take the next step, a relationship. She stopped looking at the sea to pay more attention to what he was going to say. The world seemed to slow down every time their eyes met. The voice in her head was demanding that she tell him how she felt and finally confess. "I... uh, maybe..." He took a deep breath before continuing, "Can I be your boyfriend?" he asked, playing with the ring on his pinky finger, trying to drain a little anxiety. The sparkle in her eyes grew stronger and the smile on her face bigger, her heart was beating rapidly and her mind was busy thinking how lucky she was. "Matt, I definitely want to," she said, resting her hands on her face and closing the small space between them. In their kiss, time stood still, and the world faded away in a sigh. Their souls merged, intertwined, in an eternal, pure, and lily-white embrace. They both enjoyed the sweet taste that melted on their tongues, like the most exquisite chocolate. The kiss ignited the fire of passion between them, calmed the storm of the soul and whispered promises of eternity. They both felt their hearts beating in unison, like a single melody. Their first kiss.

When they pulled away, they both looked into each other's eyes, an ocean of emotions reflected in their pupils, each wave a new feeling to discover. Their eyes were like windows that opened onto a dream world, where only the two of them fit. Their gazes crossed like two stars in the night, shining with their own light. The moment was magical, every second of it was taken from a princess's dream.

A few weeks later...

"Honey, did you see that Tara is going to have a costume party?" Matt asked Y/n, who was sitting next to him looking at her phone. "That's fun! What are you going to dress up as?" she asked innocently, thinking that only he had been invited. "I don't know, what do you think if we do a couple's costume?" Matt asked. This took her by surprise, but she loved the idea of going as a pair; it was a simple detail that meant everything to her. The idea of going to a party with Matt together and showing everyone that they were a couple was an idea she loved but also terrified her at the same time. "Really?" she asked excitedly, standing up and jumping up and down. Matt smiled at her reaction and quickly replied, "Yeah, we could go as Batman and Catwoman," he suggested. "Yes!! I love the idea! I'm going to look for a leather suit and a black mask right now," Y/n said, then ran to her room, grabbed her laptop and returned to the living room.

Matt was completely happy with her reaction; he didn't know she would like this so much. Together they started looking for images of the characters to recreate them and see what they had and what they didn't to see what they should buy. Happiness overflowed from Y/n, she had never done this kind of couple thing before, but she always dreamed of them when she saw them in her romance novels. They spent hours searching and thinking about what they were going to look like. On the day of the party, Y/n took her things to change into her costume at Matt's house to change together and help Matt with his makeup. After Matt changed and Y/n finished straightening her hair, Matt asked her if she could help him.

"Baby, can you do my makeup like this?" Matt asked Y/n with puppy eyes, asking for help. She nodded and reached into her backpack to get her makeup. "Sit there," Y/n ordered him. He quickly sat down next to the bathtub, ready to start being painted. Y/n approached him, grabbed his jaw with her hand to hold him still, and ran her brush with paint over his eyes. Matt closed his eyes every time her brush got close to his face and opened them whenever he felt the loss of contact. It was such an intimate moment between them, both in silence, feeling the other's breath close to the face, their eyes meeting at each break. Suddenly, Y/n stood up straight and placed her hand that was holding Matt’s jaw, on her lower back, complaining a little about the pain that being bent over caused her. “Sweetheart, come here” Matt said tapping his lap, inviting her to sit down there to be more comfortable.

Without thinking twice, Y/n sat and started painting him again, this time with more precision because she was nearer. “And… That’s it” Y/n said while Matt started opening his eyes to meet with his girlfriend’ face a couple of inches from his. “Thanks pretty” Matt said and began to slowly get closer until he connected his lips with hers into a little kiss, which quickly changed into a heated make out session. “Alright lovebirds, you should finish getting ready” Nick said interrupting their little moment. They both laughed and Y/n stood up and went to grab her clothes to change.

Y/n came back, already changed, to the room where Matt was. He saw her costume, how the black leather suit made her curves stand out, her straight and silky hair as beautiful as always, her exposed legs, her soft and radiant skin, she was beautiful, and she knew it. “How do I look?” Y/n asked. Matt didn't answer, he just kept admiring her with his mouth open. Y/n laughed and walked towards Matt's bed, only to whisper in his ear, “Shall we go? My beautiful, muscular and sexy Batman.” Matt nodded, got up from the bed and wrapped his arm around Y/n's waist. They both went downstairs where Chris, Nick and Anna were waiting for them. “Oh, you two look so cute together,” Anna said. “Finally,” Chris complained, getting up from the armchair to leave. Everyone laughed and followed him to the car.

As soon as they arrived, everyone started greeting their friends, while Y/n greeted people, staying close to Matt. And so it was all night, close to him and his friends. Everything was going well, everyone was having a good time, enjoying the music, until Y/n saw her, 'Emily', the most hated girl by the girls in the whole school, dressed just like her. Matt noticed that she was scared, so he followed her gaze until he realized why. Emily also noticed her and started walking angrily towards Y/n. “So, you want to copy me, huh, newbie?” she said in an aggressive tone, clearly angry about sharing the same costume. “I- uh I didn't mean to- I didn't know you were going to wear the same thing, I- I'm sorry.” Y/n said fearfully. Matt's grip on her waist tightened. “Don't mess with her, she's telling the truth,” he said, trying to protect her. “Oh, here comes the boyfriend, are you dressed as a couple? How cute,” Emily said, pretending to vomit. Matt simply took Y/n to another place at the party so that Emily would stop bothering her.

Hours passed, everyone drank, danced, and more. Y/n decided to go to the bathroom, so she told Matt and disappeared into the crowd. It took a little longer than usual because she was retouching her red lipstick that had smudged or run. Going back to where her friends were, Y/n stopped, completely shocked. Matt was talking to some friends while his arm was resting on Emily's waist, just like he did with her.

She rubbed her eyes hard to make sure what she was seeing was real, and when she opened them again, Emily grabbed Matt's jaw and kissed him. It's impossible. How? The air that kept her alive got stuck in her throat. Her eyes filled with tears. Her heart broke into a thousand pieces. She was sad, disappointed, but most of all she felt betrayed. When Matt pulled away, his eyes met Y/n's, who was motionless. “What? Y/n?” Matt asked confused. He had had quite a bit to drink, so he might have been mistaken, Y/n thought, trying not to blame him, but her whole body was against her. She trusted him, she told him things she had never told anyone before, he was her first at everything, and this was what she got in return.

“Y/n! Wait!” Matt started shouting and running after her as he watched her run through the sweaty bodies, looking for the exit.

a/n: I can't wait. Any interaction is really appreciated, love ya:))

[justastraymoa]

ADVENTURES WITH CHEESE EXTENDED EDITION PT 7

The air was thick in the apartment today. It started when Bin came home in a bad mood. He nearly slammed the door closed and even left his shoes in a pile by the door instead of putting them away properly like he usually does.

He brushed Cheeses affectionate hellos away and passed by me in the living room without a word before closing his bedroom door and locking it audibly.

I chewed on my lip staring at his door for a minute debating on whether I should offer any help or leave him be. In the end the locked door was a clear sign that he wanted to be left alone.

I gave Cheese some extra scritches when he came up on the couch with a questioning meow. He wasn’t used to being ignored by anyone in this household. And Bin was just downright cold to him. Poor baby’s feelings were hurt.

The other 3 came home together not long after. Bin was still in his room and besides a few clunks and noises of life from inside the room he had been quiet.

“He is here! What the fuck!” Lino snapped flinging a hand towards the sloppily discarded shoes Bin left in the doorway.

Chan grabbed the shoes and put them where they belonged without a word. His face was a blank mask, very unlike him. You could usually read his emotions on his face if you knew how to look properly. He had long since stopped trying to hide when he was in the apartment, instead letting the rest of us in to help him when he needed it. Something I was very proud of him for. Showing vulnerability and asking for help is very hard. Especially for Chan who was leader and felt he had to be perfect and take care of everyone else before himself.

Hyune was also quiet, but his emotions showed well. He was down. His eyes looked dull with exhaustion and sadness. He walked around a still mumbling Lino and beelined for me on the couch.

Without a word he curled up next to me and hid his face in my stomach, wrapping his arms around my waist tightly. I gently started playing with his hair, dragging my nails lightly along his scalp and petting soothingly down his neck and spine.

I looked up at Chan as he set his stuff down and settled in. “What happened? You guys okay?”

He sighed heavily. “Yeah, we are fine. It was just a really bad day.”

Lino stalked past and went to his room slamming his door closed behind him. I flinched at the sound and Cheese crouched close to the floor and scurried under the chair.

“I’ll order dinner in. Any requests?” I pulled my phone out with my free hand, keeping the other one moving in Hyunes hair. His arms were relaxed around my waist now, so hopefully playing with his hair was helping.

Chan passed by and kissed the top of my head affectionately. “Not really. Whatever sounds good to you is fine. Thank you, y/n.”

I ended up ordering enough BBQ to feed 10 of us. BBQ felt like a good comfort food to have today.

When the food arrived Hyune was sleeping on my lap, Bin and Lino were still in their rooms, and Chan was puttering around the house picking at things and doing chores that didn’t really need to be done, just to stay busy.

Chan moved to open the door and Hyune nuzzled into my stomach sleepily, the doorbell having woken him from his nap. “Time for dinner, hun.” I told him quietly gently rubbing his back to help keep him from falling back asleep. He hummed but didn’t open his eyes or make a move to get up.

“Help me set up, Hyunjin.” Chan ordered from the kitchen.

The sleepy man in my lap groaned but sat up slowly. I patted him on the back before getting up to get the others from their room.

I started with Bin, who I hoped had time enough to decompress now. Knocking gently, I called that dinner was ready through the door. There was an affirmative noise on the other side, so I moved on to Linos’s door.

It swung open before I could knock making me jump a foot in the air and clutch my chest like some swooning maiden. “Dammnit Lino, you scared the crap out of me!”

“Dinners ready. Yeah, I heard.” Lino intoned before slipping past me.

I sighed deeply. This was going to be a fun night. Not.

I’m glad everyone seemed to be in a better mood today. They seemed to be able to shake off whatever funk they got themselves into and were now back to normal. Well normal for them at least.

I really was absolutely sure that Cheese was attacking Lino because Lino scared him when he slammed the door. I wouldn’t be shocked if he attacked Bin too for ignoring him.

And I was not about to tell Chan that I had gotten in contact with his sister, and we had a very long message chain filled with embarrassing pictures and stories. Also, useful things like recipes from his childhood I could make him when he needed it. Things he wouldn’t feel the need to tell anyone because he was always the one taking care of everyone else.

We all had a few days off coming up. How our days off lined up is unknown. It’s a downright miracle. And we all agreed that we planned on doing absolutely nothing but hang around the apartment and chill.

Chan was hanging out with some other friends and Lino was making a trip home to see everyone while he had time.

I was hanging in my room. I repotted some of the plant Cheese destroyed that I got to grow roots again. This time I put it in a more secure location so Cheese would not get into it. The poor thing had been through enough trauma.

Speaking of Cheese. I looked around the room for him, suddenly realizing I hadn’t seen him for a while. It was unlike him, but maybe he was hanging with someone else. I was sure Hyune was here, but I wasn’t sure about Bin.

Cheese liked to curl up on Hyunes lap while he painted sometimes. So maybe that is where he was. I pulled my phone out from the covers where I threw it earlier and pulled up our group chat. I didn’t feel like shouting through the apartment and shattering the peace we had going on.

While I waited for everyone to respond I started walking around the apartment looking in all Cheeses usual sleeping spots. All the places he liked to hide, even in the bedrooms of Chan and Lino. Chan’s bed was his new favorite place to sleep. With Chans insomnia he was up when no one else was for pets and cuddles. He took advantage of that.

Bin and Hyune came out of their rooms almost immediately after it was confirmed no one had Cheese. Hyune went around the apartment checking the same spots I did, just to make sure I didn’t miss him.

Bin came over to me and pulled me into a hug, rubbing my back in comfort as I quickly lost control of my breathing and started tearing up.

This wasn’t happening again! I couldn’t go a night without knowing if he was okay again, I barely made it the first time!

And it was so much more dangerous around here than it was at our old place. There was more foot traffic than car traffic at our old apartment. And I knew of several people in that neighborhood that fed the stray cats that roamed around catching mice and rats.

Here no one liked stray cats. I had witnessed people kicking some of the ones who came around occasionally. It absolutely broke my heart then, and now they could be doing it to Cheese! My baby Cheese!

A/N: and the angst starts as our favorite troublemaker goes missing!

Thank you for reading and interacting. One or both, doesn’t matter, I appreciate it all.

I hope you enjoyed it. See you next time! 😉

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bring a friend who loves to play, we'll eat all the candy canes (Obey Me!)

A/N: A day late, but here's Belphie's story!!! This one is so cute and I loved writing it sm, it's so fun. Actually had a few others in the story this time, but it's still mainly Belphie, I promise <3

Pairing(s): Belphie x MC

Prompt(s): 7. Belphegor

Summary: A Christmas Eve walk turned epic snowball fight.

Tag(s): Super fluff, a snowball (or two) to the face, and my Belphie-really-really-loves-Christmas-time headcanon :D

Word Count: 1,547

Song Inspiration: Candy Cane Lane by Sia (A very Belphie type of song imo)

Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.

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Snow flurries dance on their way to the ground, a blanket of white already covering everything within sight. It’s the middle of a long winter’s night in the capital of the Devildom and everything is quiet. Any shops or businesses open at this time of night are sleepy and slow. On the road leading away from the House of Lamentation, all that can be heard is the crunch of fresh snow and ice alongside the quiet giggles and whispers of a human and a demon on their way to the center of town.

Spinning in a circle with their arms out on either side of themself, facing the sky and trying to catch snowflakes on their tongue, the two are full of amusement as they accidentally run into each other in their lack of attention to how close they are to each other.

The Avatar of Sloth takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around the other and rest his chin on their shoulders, trying to walk backwards while tugging them along, grinning all the while.

MC tries to stay rooted in place, eyes intensely fixated on a very specific snowflake. “Wait, wait, I’m gonna get this one.” And they stick their tongue out and wait.

The demon holding onto them waits as well, staying perfectly still. Only when the snowflake is about to land right on their tongue does he jostle them, trying to tug them along again, effectively causing them to startle and the snowflake to land somewhere else. Belphie is laughing before MC even turns to face him, a dramatic look of offense on their face.

“How dare you, you- you- you demon!” They say, hand above their heart. Despite their words, the look of mirth in their eyes is plenty clear.

Belphie very poorly schools his expression, forcing himself not to smile in any way. “It’s your own fault, human. You shouldn’t be messing around at a time like this, anyways. You could slip and fall and die.” He says in a very familiarly stern and deep tone of voice.

MC tilts their head to the side slightly, a grin growing on their face. “Was that Lucifer?”

“Duh.” Belphie confirms, his voice back to normal. “Pretty good, right?”

A snort leaves the human as they shake their head at him. “It is actually, the best one I’ve heard besides Levi’s.”

He nods in agreement. “Yeah. It seems all that cosplaying has helped him learn a lot about doing voice impressions. At least it’s good for something.” He holds his gloved hand out to MC.

“Hey, be nice to your brother. I think Levi’s cosplays are really cool. Plus, dressing up is always so fun, I love when he lets me join him.” They take his hand and lock their fingers together happily.

Belphie shrugs. “I’m not allowed to be nice to my brothers. That’s the rule.” The two of them continue walking down the road side by side. “Well, except for Beel. Twin’s are an exception. …And Satan. We’re allies.”

MC holds back a giggle but cracks a grin. “Whatever you say, babe.”

Belphie nudges them playfully in return. “Do you think anyone at Purgatory Hall is still awake?”

Thinking about it, MC shrugs. “Probably. There’s like a 99% chance of Solomon being awake, a 76% chance of Simeon being awake and about a 50% chance for the other two.”

“Perfect.” Belphie smirks mischievously as he catches his partner’s eye. “Do you think they’d be up for a snowball fight?”

They match his look immediately. “They better be.”

The two of them find themselves walking through town a few minutes later, making a beeline straight for Purgatory Hall right by all the many shops and such. They approach the front lawn and both of them share a look before leaning down to gather snowballs. They even take the time to make a small pile of them, stocking up on their ammo ahead of time. Then, with one last one for each to hold in their hand, they’re ready.

“You go knock, then run back over here.” Belphie gestures along with his words.

Nodding, MC walks up to the door and knocks firmly three times, ensuring it’ll be heard, before running back to where Belphie waits by the corner of the building, but far enough out that they both have a direct eyeline of the doorway.

They don’t have to wait long. The door is opened by Simeon less than a minute after the knock, a curious look on his face. Before Simeon can even process that no one’s there, MC throws the first snowball, the packed snow landing right in the middle of the man’s face. His face is covered in snow and he’s frozen in place.

MC puts a hand over their mouth in surprise, not intending to actually hit him in the face, while Belphie whistles quietly, both of them holding back laughter. But as Solomon appears behind Simeon, Belphie throws his own snowball, hitting Solomon square in the face as well, though if the exclamation he lets out afterwards is anything to go by, it was intended.

“Oh?” Simeon is already stepping out of the house, barefoot and without a coat, though seemingly unbothered as he gathers his own snowball. Solomon is quick on the uptake and follows suit as the pranksters dive for their own ammo, a war quickly beginning between the four.

The front door to PurgatoryHall is still wide open, light from the front hall spilling out and lighting up the yard as packed snow flies back and forth. The loud laughter and squeals is probably what draws out the other two members of the household, both of them in pajamas but appearing to be wide awake, looking out at the commotion in surprise.

“Luke! Raphael! C’mon!”

“We’re losing here! We mustn’t let the intruders win!” The last line was said jokingly as Simeon and Solomon wave the other two over.

They didn’t need to be told twice. Suddenly, it was four against two, but MC and Belphie didn’t even think of backing down. Even quicker now, they were tossing out snowballs left and right, walls of snow being built as barriers on either side. They don’t know how long passed, but eventually, the war was over, the “intruders” successfully thwarted, a truce offered out and accepted.

As MC helped Belphie up from his spot on the ground, a snow angel left in his place, Luke waved them towards the door. “C’mon! Simeon’s gonna make hot chocolate and the cookies I was making should be cooled off by now!” Belphie and MC turned to each other with happy smiles before following the angel inside.

Inside of the large house, the fire is going, soft christmas music is playing in the background, and everyone is gathering in the living room. Solomon and Raphael are on one couch together and Belphie and MC sit on the one across from them. Luke comes in with a tray full of cookies, which he sets in the middle of the coffee table, Simeon not far behind him, juggling all six mugs of hot cocoa, all topped with whipped cream. They get passed out and Simeon sits on the other side of MC, Luke choosing to sit on the floor with his back against MC’s legs.

MC turns to Belphie and watches him nibble on a cookie, his mug held close to his chest in his other hand. He’s beaming with happiness, his eyes filled with excitement. It’s so rare the sleep demon is ever wide awake for this amount of time, he’d usually be passed out by now. But according to his brothers, Christmas is Belphegor’s favorite holiday. He’s much more awake around Christmas time than any other time of year. And it’s certainly noticeable. He looks the perfect picture of energy as he chats excitedly with all the others about tomorrow’s celebration plans. It makes them smile happily with clear affection and adoration for the demon in their eyes.

“Why don’t you guys stay here until morning? We can all head to the House of Lamentation together. I’m sure Lucifer wouldn’t mind if we saved everyone a trip to here and the castle.” Simeon points out.

“That’s true, if we all go to their place first thing with all of our presents, it would make things a bit easier. We’d even have some time to relax before getting ready for the Christmas dinner with Diavolo and Barbatos.” Solomon says.

“Oh! Do you think Lucifer would be okay with me using their kitchen to bake all the treats I wanna take to the castle?” Luke asks excitedly.

“I’d like to spend Christmas morning with all of the brothers.” Raphael says quietly, a smile on his face at the thought.

“That’s all fine with me. I don’t mind staying here for the rest of the night. What do you think, MC?” Belphie turns to look at them, a hopeful smile on his face.

MC leans forward to give him a quick kiss before replying. “That sounds fun. Let's do it.”

Belphie grins and kisses them again. “I love Christmas. Especially with you here.” He says softly.

“Good. Cause I don’t have any plans to go anywhere else.” They tell him.

“You better not.”

~*~

A/N: I think this one is my favorite one so far, tbh. I still wanna get Barbatos' out tonight, but I gotta let my laptop charge, so it'll def be out after midnight my time (it's currently 10:05pm)!!!

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[the-s1lly-corner]

TADC cast comforting the reader!

i know i said i have a character limit (and technically ive already broken it for the creepypasta version of this post and similar posts in this category) buuuuuut admins personal writing gets to twist the rules a little bit/j/lh and also i dont want to make multiple posts for this prompt soooooooooo writing this while im waiting to make my silly money on a roblox tycoon yall know how it is :3 uuuuuuh might have more typos than usual simply because that wave of sleepiness is hitting but also i wanna finish my tycoon so NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT

CAINE:

i think he might try too hard in trying to get you to feel better. likely overwhelms you but he doesnt have ill intent (though that doesnt change much, youre still overwhelmed) so you might have to be firm in having him reel things back to a level that works for you. i think he would ask you whats wrong, as well as get anything he thinks he would help you feel better (drinks, blankets... hell before you can process anything hes probably got you buried in loads of things)... hes got the spirit but his intensity is... well intense.. torn between him being a decent listener because on one hand i can see him being hooked on every word you say and talking over you in an attempt to find a solution right then and there.... 6/10 i love caine but i get overwhelmed/overstimulated easily

POMNI:

does not know what to do when someone around her it upset, much less crying... i think she would put on this really weird... awkward... forced smile to try to lessen the tension in the air (failing at it, mind you) and try to pat your back... asks if you want to talk about it... a really good listener, actually. a better listener than a comforter, her solutions are so-so, they're what you expect from someone who doesnt want to accidentally overstep but nonetheless still cares about how you feel. at least you can count on her being totally no judgement, too... lets you talk to her for as long as you need, giving a nod and affirmation that she is in fact listening 8/10

RAGATHA:

very similar to pomni in regards to being a great listener, but i think ragatha would also be a great comforter as well as solution giver! lets you come into her room, gives you one of her nicer blankets to curl under while she lets you unload onto her. if someone is being mean to you or something is frustrating you, ragatha offers to give you a hand to find a solution to make things easier for you. offers to confront the person for you, though she does vaguely urge for you to build yourself up to try to speak up for yourself in the future. of course, if you ever need anyone ragatha is going to be there for you but she would also love to see you stand up for yourself. builds you up, probably gives peps talks! 8.5/10

JAX:

more often than not its going to look like hes disinterested or flat out not listening... which if it were just about anyone else that might really be the case.. buuuuuut what if you were one of his friends, or perhaps a partner? i think he would at least throw in a yeah.. which i think for how i typically write jax means something. one of those "if he didnt actually care he wouldnt be responding at all" and yeah sure its the bare minimum... i think every now and then he might just say screw it and throw his act out the window start shit talking... usually if theres someone to shit talk, you know if someone has made you upset or something... i think he would make them a target for his pranks... usually tries to play everything off as something light or unimportant but as long as its you, he is listening and he is going to at least make an attempt to do something about it... just dont bring it up 4/10 because personally it would make me feel worse shrugs

KINGER:

well i dont know how dad/energy having people can be comforting because my dad is emotionally distant/lh but i think he would let you come into his pillow fort... or if you dont want to be in a space so small he would let you come into his room, or he might take you out on a walk around the grounds. i think he would be more of a listener than anything else, nodding and humming to let you know hes listening. when theres pauses in your speaking he tries to offer some advice which can be pretty hit or miss. i think he would give you a hug, if you asked for one... if you want a distraction he will launch into a ramble about insects and other things! trails off to ask how youre doing every now and then, usually makes him lose his spot in the previous conversation thus starting a new one... will talk for hours 7/10 but im biased for kinger

ZOOBLE:

distant but not in the way jax is, zooble just has trouble expressing some of their emotions. jax just doesnt like showing any care or vulnerability. but zooble might let you stay in their room if youre crying or otherwise outwardly distressed. might let you sink down into one of their bean bag chairs... kind of just opens up a vent session with asking if you want to talk shit, or to just get angry. i think they can deal with someone being angry and irritated than a crying person because at least then they can apply their own irritation for it and put themselves in the other persons shoes. really you two just bounce and build each other in this scenario, kind of just letting off steam that should have been released far sooner... i dont know about you guys but its refreshing 8/10

GANGLE:

might get upset with you if youre really upset.. or maybe upset for you? i think she might be able to feel a lot for those she cares about deeply, so while it might look like shes trying to hijack the moment for herself, shes just crying FOR you.. lets you use her art supplies to make vents or to simply scribble. another big listener, i think she would try to give advice but... given that gangle herself has no spine (figuratively and literally) i think its... not the best advice... like the kind of stuff you try to affirm to yourself to get through a hard day, usually those affirmations.... dont work...but hey theres an effort! i mean at least she makes sure you feel heard and listened to, which is at least a little better than jax soooooo 5.5/10

[seo-julie]

Natsu Kanna - The Child Mechanical God Ep 2

Characters: Kanna, Makoto, Keito, Kanata Release: 25/7/2024 Proofreading: leen Translation: seo-julie

Season: Spring Location: Seisoukan courtyard

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Kanna: Sigh… Senpai, you don't know anything, do you?

This is the latest sleeping device I developed, and I call it “Sleep Peacefully Anywhere-kun”.

Keito: What's with that name? It sounds something like that of an unsuccessful comedian's name.

Makoto: (Hasumi-senpai, your straight man¹ act is prompt and precise… I need to learn a thing or two from you.)

Kanna: The name doesn't matter. It's not like I'm the one naming it. 

Based on the latest ergonomics research, this bed is perfectly constructed so that anyone can get a good night's sleep instantly.

In addition, there is also a function that increases the effectiveness of recovering from fatigue by several dozen times. If you doubt it, would you like to give it a try?

It seems like both of you couldn't sleep, just like me. If you use “Sleepy-kun (abbreviation)”, then you'd be in a dream in no time. 

Makoto: Ah, I might be a little interested.

Hehe. I buy all those latest gadgets even when I'll probably use them only once and then throw them into the closet.

Kanna: As long as there are such curious customers, my job will not disappear.

Makoto: Job? If you're at Seisoukan, doesn't that mean you're an idol as well?

Kanna: For the time being, yes. But my main job is something else.

Kanna: Calling myself an inventor might sound shady, but that’s what I do. 

Makoto: Ah, I think I've heard of it somewhere. I see, you're that "Deus Ex Machina²", aren't you?

Keito: What is with that name? It sounds like a name made up by someone with chuunibyou. 

Makoto: (As expected! Your straight man act is so good, please let me call you master!)

Keito: Why are you looking at me with such sparkling eyes…?

Kanna: I didn't come up with that nickname for myself. "Deus Ex Machina" is not a very promising name. 

Keito: A mechanical god…? Are you actually an ingeniously crafted robot that looks like a human?

Makoto: Ahaha, he does give off that same vibe.

Kanna: …People often said that.

Anyways. Everyone, why don't you try using this bed for a while?

As an apology for causing you both concern, I'll give you two a good night's sleep.

Makoto: Ah, as I said earlier, I'm interested~♪ Do I just lie down here? And sleep peacefully until morning?

Keito: H-hey, wait, Yuuki, don't be so careless now–

Kanna: Alright.

Keito: Woah!?

(W-what? I was suddenly pushed from behind…!?)

Makoto: W-whaa, please don't crash on me, Hasumi-senpai! This bed was probably made to fit only one person!?

Kanna: –Good night, seniors.

Please sleep in peace. This way, you'll forget all the troubles of reality.

Location: Makoto's Dorm

Makoto: ……

(Ah, huh? I, was I sleeping? Was it all just a dream?)

(That was such a strange dream… But, yeah, it had to be a dream. It was so unrealistic.)

(I had a weird conversation with a weird kid under the moonlight. It's a dream, and no matter who you talk to, they'll all say, 'So what?' Such a trivial story.)

Ahaha. I must be having all these unrealistic dreams because I play these games all the time. Stop having weird delusions, I need to face reality–

Keito: Yuuki! Are you there?

Makoto: W-whoa, what a surprise!? H-Hasumi-senpai? Is there anything I can help you with?

Keito: Do you remember what happened last night?

Makoto: Yes?

Keito: I wonder if that was a dream after all… A dream is a dream, my memory is getting hazy and I can't remember much anymore.

Didn't we see a strange machine and child last night? 

Makoto: Um… No but, it was a dream, right? But, huh, did Hasumi-senpai have the same dream as well?

Location: Seisoukan courtyard

Kanna: …

(Sigh~... Looks like by interfering with their cranial nerves, I was able to erase their memories, but it seems like there was something I forgot to subtly erase.)

(Not yet, it's not yet perfect.)

(If the results are lower than what the developer expected, if the product does not perform the desired functions, then it is an utter failure…)

(...Just like me.)

(Commercialization would be difficult. There's still room for improvement.)

Kanata: Hm~m h~m?

Kanna: Is there something troubling you?

Kanata: ? Yes, well, you know, I like taking “cold baths³”. But this, “season” is a bit too cold and I'm afraid I might catch a “cold”–

Kanna: I see. Well then, why don't you try this invention.

This is called, “Kettle that Makes Everything Hot-kun”.

(Humans find things that are alike in only appearance to be ominous.)

(This uncanny feeling… Even so, I too want to overcome it.)

(I'm…)

(Not… a machine.)

Kanata: ? What's wrong~?

Kanna: No… Sorry, it malfunctions sometimes.

Kanna: (As of this moment, not yet.)

(But, I'm sure someday...)

¹ The original word used for this was “tsukkomi”. It's from what I think is a troupe(?) known as boke and tsukkomi. Boke and tsukkomi are loosely equivalent to the roles of "funny man" or "comic" (boke) and "straight man" (tsukkomi) in the comedy duos of western culture. Which is why I have opted to use straight man for the tl. ² Deus ex machina is a Latin calque from Greek ἀπὸ μηχανῆς θεός (apò mēkhanês theós) “god from the machine”. The term was coined from the conventions of ancient Greek theater, where actors who were playing gods were brought on stage using a machine. ³ The original word used was “mizuabi” which literally translates to “bathing in cold water”.

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[lunar-years]

The rest of the team is now totally used to the sight on the coach of Jamie sprawled over Roy's lap fast asleep while Roy just stares stoically dead ahead, but hes also got his arms wrapped around Jamie and anyone watching closely would see his hold tighten every time the bus breaks or turns to prevent Jamie from sliding off

YEAH!!

Random headcanon hour I think Roy is veryyyy “we must be Normal Coach and Player we must not mix Work with our Relationship” (on the surface at least lmao) so on the way to any game he insists on sitting up front with the coaches away from Jamie and Jamie sits with the lads and They Don’t Interact. This is also a weird pregame ritual where they do not talk directly or interact outside of like, Roy’s pre-match hype speech to the whole team. Because to talk one on one or whatever would be bad luck. BUT. On the way back. Well. That’s a different story.

If they win, obviously they’re both very happy and feel more loose. So then after, Jamie very deliberately hangs back to be one of the last on the coach so that he can obviously makes eyes at Roy and wait for Roy’s “permission” to sit with boys celebrating on the way home (this is just Roy head-nodding at him). Roy always does nod and let him, of course. Only problem is that Jamie is notoriously sleepy after games and so even if everyone is happy-partying-etc, Jamie passes out halfway through the trip on whosever shoulder he happens to be next to, lmao. Then when they get to the Richmond car park, Dani and Sam always have to debate: ‘do we wake him up?! 🥺’ until Roy stomps back there and is all ‘I’ll take it from here’ in his Roy Voice, and then eases him off Dani’s shoulder or whoever and onto his own 🥺 but then as soon as the last boys are off the coach and they’re alone he’s barking at Jamie to wake tf up so they can go tf home and flicking the side of his head to get him to awake ckdhdikwk. He’s very gentle helping him off the bus though and he always carries jamies bag for him because sleepy Jamie is bad about leaving shit behind ❤️

If they LOSE…I think Roy is a massively sore loser tbh, lol. So while I think he can hold himself together enough to be moderately motivational in the locker room, once they get to the bus everyone knows to give him a wide berth. He’ll come into training the next time with a wealth of new ideas for them to try and be all business about it and deadpan calm about their fuckups, but right after a lose, he is fuming simmering in anger and you are better off Not Talking to Him and for the love of god Do Not Approach. The only person he lets near him is Jamie. Jamie always sits with him when Roy is Like That, and usually they don’t talk at all, but when Jamie eventually falls asleep on Roy’s shoulder Roy has an arm gripped around him steadying him at every bump.

Reversely, if it’s a game where Jamie specifically plays poorly (whether they won or lost), Roy will be like “oi Tartt! You’re up here with me” and Jamie will of course Go and Roy will talk to him in Soft Tones and no one else on the team understands how or why but Jamie always ends up asleep on Roy’s shoulder by the end of the ride one way or another.

Anyway, yeah, the bus as a sacred space or whatever

[misc-obeyme]

If the bros worked in a nightclub, what roles would they have, along with their stage names? Oh, and today is my birthday! I just wanted to share it with you🥳💕

Happy birthday, anon!!

Um, so I might not be the best person to ask about nightclub related things... I haven't been to many of them. I am an introverted homebody lol.

I'm not sure what you mean by roles? Like what kinda jobs they'd have if they worked at a nightclub?

Because if that's what you mean, then I can tell you what I think they'd all do! And I'm gonna say that Asmo just came up with stage names for all of them because he felt like it, no matter what they end up doing.

Asmo is absolutely on stage. No question about it. Whether he's singing or pole dancing or doing drag or whatever, that guy's the center of attention! Stage name: I kinda think he'd go for the single name. It's just straight up ASMODEUS. Probably stylized all in caps like that, too.

Beel is the bouncer. Not working the door, but watching things on the inside. Big and quiet and can easily pick up rowdy demons and toss them outside without a second look. Stage name: I kinda think Asmo could talk him into doing pole dancing. Because you know, it's super athletic and requires a lot of strength. I kinda feel like it'd end up being something about his muscles. Mr. Buffington perhaps. LOL. I dunno how serious these stage names are. Beel would probably be like uhhhh I'm just Beel.

Mammon is the finance guy. Most of the time, he's just crunching numbers, but when the club is in action, he's out on the dance floor, just kinda bringing some ambiance with his enthusiastic personality. Yeah, he might be trying to get people to buy the most expensive drinks, but he's also having the time of his life so nobody minds. Stage name: I like the idea that Mammon regularly gets into his dame outfit. Either straight up calls himself Goldie or something like... Lady Grimm. LOL!

Satan is bar tending. I don't know why, but I just think he'd be good at it. And he's probably the most competent one to be handling all that booze anyway. Lucifer would probably do a good job, but he can't be trusted around the Demonus. Stage name: because Asmo makes him wear cat ears all the time, he's obviously going to be something like Kitty Meow Meow. Anyone who actually calls him this gets decked.

Levi is handling all the tech. Stage lights? Fog machine? Audio equipment? This guy is on it! Hides most of the time and plays video games when he's not needed. Hates being out in the main area so hides in vip lounges all the time. Stage name: Lord of Shadows! Asmo can come up with whatever cutesy thing he wants, but Levi won't go by anything else. It doesn't matter because he would never actually be on stage so Asmo lets it be.

Belphie helps out with bar tending. He's too sleepy to partake of too much alcohol, it'd just make him sleepier. But he's smart and he's good at keeping an eye out for creepers trying to roofie drinks. He looks like he's not paying attention, but he notices everything. Subtly lets Beel know when there's a creeper that needs to be escorted out. Stage name: because I like the idea that Belphie will also sometimes do the dame thing and then he just goes by Belle - simple, elegant, and Asmo approved.

Lucifer oversees everything. He's the manager, of course. Makes sure everybody else is doing what they're supposed to. Hires extra muscles for Beel when needed. Only has the best demons working the door. Books musical gigs when Asmo's not performing. Keeps himself away from the alcohol and the Anti Lucifer League lol. Stage name: only on rare occasions does Lucifer do anything that would require a stage name and then he goes by Morningstar. Asmo's so awestruck he wouldn't even dream of protesting.

OKAY well I did my best lol. I'm sorry if this isn't really what you were looking for! You can always send me another ask with more detail on what exactly you're thinking of. But yeah, my knowledge of this stuff is lacking in general.

Either way, I hope you had a fabulous birthday, anon!

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

HIII THABK U FOR THE TRIVIA AND ASHE SONG before i take forever 2 answer those or forget here is a blank ticket to please please talk about prime defenders and their AWFUL emotional literacy and processing skills i would literally love to read that essay so much ive also been thinking about it incessantly. big eyes staring up at u.png. ok ok peace out GOODNIGHT !!!! <33

i lied actually im not going to bed im judt thinking about this ans listening to St. John on a loop now. hello catkiss.gif i forgot how youve filled me with so much joy. that cat is so fuckign cute

anyway. hi :) prime defenders huh. this is gonna be less of an essay and more of a sleepy ramble but ohhh i have so many thoughts. they all process things so differently and none of them are good at it they all need therapy so bad. ms.g where is the hero therapy why didnt you build that into w.a.t.c.h ma'am

vyncent is probably the best at actually processing things out of all of them, he just internalizes everything to the point where he wont talk about it unless hes pushed past the breaking point. vyncent is actually very.. emotionally intelligent? i want to say mature but that feels like im singling him out because hes the oldest. i just feel like because he grew up on Fauna and had to be in basically survival mode in a world full of monsters trying to kill you.. that makes a person grow up quicker than they should. i think vyncent had a good childhood and for the most part his parents took good care of him but just.. living in that world doesnt seem like it leaves room for a whole lot of expressing emotions. vyncent is good at quick analysis of a situation, but unless a problem directly interferes with the current goal he doesnt externalize it to everyone else. but bottling up his feelings and emotions just builds up pressure over time until something like the lich makes him blow up and let it all out at once, usually in a dramatic monologue format bc condi is really good at those god damn it. also they played off the fact that vyncent said all of that to the lich and then missed his attack as a funny thing but i like to think of it as. he got too overwhelmed w his emotions and lashed out too soon it made his fighting messy. vyncent is so angry and honestly after what hes been through he deserves to be !!!!

william wisp. my boy. god hes just like me fr so much so that it physically hurts sometimes. anyway. i always think back to the scene where theyre all in the cabin talking about themselves/sharing backstories and william keeps desperately trying not to talk about himself. the fact that hes so ashamed of his powers he hides wisp form every time. two of his powers are LITERALLY a) turning invisible and b) turning intangible, usually as an excuse to leave whatever situation hes in ("accidentally" falling through the floor at opportune moments in season 1) . theres. a thing that happens at the end of episode 13/beginning of epidode 14 that youre really close to and i wont spoil yet but god it has to do with this so extremely much please come back to my inbox when you get there. youll know what it is trust me. um. yeah. so anyway. i think a lot of this comes from a place of. he doesnt want anyone to be scared of him. williams not stupid hes incredibly smart and insightful he knows his powers are objectively SCARY. hes scared of himself constantly, he doesnt want anyone else to feel that way about him, so he shifts focus whenever those aspects of himself are brought up because if someone were to think about it for any amount of time theyd realize the truth that hes scary and dangerous to be around (<< william logic. hey remember how one of the reasons he originally left deadwood was because the monsters there were attracted to the wisps and therefore Him so he left to keep his friends/family out of danger)

i think a lot about williams death and the immediate aftermath, i dont know how much you actually know and how much of this comes later but . how does he go home after waking up from that. his parents know about his powers, so they MUST know what happened. what do you think he told them when he god home muddy and dirty and broken and probably bloody after being missing for. god knows how long. how does he look his mother in the eyes and tell her her little boy is dead. but hes also not because hes standing right in front of her. how the fuck do you think he felt the first time he went into wisp form and saw his body laying there !!! of course he wouldnt want to talk about that!!!! youre gonna have to pry william wisps emotions from his cold dead hands !!!!!!!

dakota's response to the ashe situation was to run away in the woods and do nothing but train for 10 months. he didnt think about it for 10 months. i dont even have a whole lot to say about dakota other than like. stunned silence whenever his inability to process trauma is brought up because grizzly does such an incredible job at being like "you ask dakota how hes doing and his face is just blank" << paraphrased actual quote from an episode i cannot remember which one. either 11 or 12 ?

also because im thinking about him im including ashe in this. we didnt get to see a whole lot of his canon reactions to extreme emotional situations so a lot of this is just coming from My Mind but ashe seems like hed be the type to repress a lot of his emotions too. being alone in your house/in your room for extended periods of time will do that to a guy. i think he feels a lot of things and will probably very openly cry/scream/get angry when hes alone but as soon as he knows another person is there he can immediately flip the switch to turn it all off like nothing happened. very much a deadpan "im fine." if someone asks how hes doing, even if hes got like. the remainder of tear tracks down his face. cannot physically express his emotions in the presence of someone else

[eyelessjackspuppyshark]

“Forehead kisses”

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Characters: Ark Willows, Eyeless Jack

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Ship: SharkTeeth(Eyeless Jack x Ark Willows)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Summary: Two silly demons in love <3

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Note: This is honestly just sappy shit. It brings me overwhelming joy when I write these two >:3 I’d love questions about them!!

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Also thanks too @p1gsbl00d for editing this.

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The silence grew as the two laid there. The faint rhythm of the record player echoed through out the room.

The two demons had always enjoyed each other’s company, even in the silence.

Ark had always hated silence; but silence with Jack was calming. As long as he was in Jack's presence, he felt safe enough to embrace the silence.

“Jack?”

“Yes, Darling?”

Jack hummed as his eye sockets opened, his gaze fixating on the redhead in his arms.

“Do you think we’ll last forever?”

Ark mumbled as he looked up at Jack, his eyes wide in curiosity. He had always enjoyed asking Jack little questions. Little questions that he knew the answers to. Although he loved the reassurance Jack would give him anytime he asked.

“Of course, Dear. We’ll last forever. I’ll love you until the day I die.”

“Me too… I’ll love you forever and always.”

A small grin spread across the redheads face as Jack's hand went up to gently run his fingers along Arks freckled cheek. He leaned in to press a few gentle kisses against the Auburn’s forehead.

“So does that mean we’ll get married?”

Ark giggled out, his giggles growing as he saw Jacks sockets widen in surprise. Jack had never expected the topic of marriage to come along. Let alone someone wanting to marry him out of anyone else in the world.

“You want to marry me?”

“Of course I do… You’re so sweet and loving. I feel safest when I’m around you. You complete me. Without you, I’m just an anxious mess who can’t do anything without panicking. You’re the love of my life and I need you. I could never live without you.”

The words spilled out of Arks mouth as he stared up as his boyfriend. His small hands playing with Jacks shirt before he burst into playful giggles once again.

“It obviously wouldn’t be an official marriage. But we could have rings of each others favourite colours. Mine would be a baby blue, and yours would be yellow! And we’d have a big cake! And Sally could be the flower girl!”

Jack couldn’t help but grin as he listened to Ark’s sudden rambles. Ark’s rambles were one of the reasons Jack had fallen in love with Ark. He loved listening to his rambles even if it was something he didn’t understand. He had listened to hours of Ark info dumping about Pokémon, Minecraft, and horror movies. Sure He didn’t understand the appeal but it was what Ark liked, so he happily listened.

“Yeah? What type of Cake would we have? Who would marry us?”

Jack questioned, earning an automatic answer from Ark.

“I want something made with cream cheese! Maybe a Cheesecake, or something with cream cheese icing? And maybe Brian or Liu would do it for us! They’re the best at doing serious things!”

Jack couldn’t help but chuckle, grinning as he leaned in and planted a small kiss upon Arks forehead.

“Maybe we could do a Carrot cake? Or a Cherry cheesecake? I’m sure we’ll find someone too marry us.”

“What about a carrot cake and cheesecake together? Maybe we could add cinnamon too!”

Ark giggled, his hands gently beginning to flap in excitement. Jack couldn’t help but chuckle, pulling his boyfriend closer to him.

“That sounds wonderful…”

“I know! It’s a really good idea!”

Ark chirped although after a few seconds he let out a small yawn, gently rubbing his face before nuzzling his face against Jacks chest.

“I’m sleepy…”

The redhead muttered, pushing himself closer to Jack. It didn’t take long before Ark began yawning more, his eyes fluttering shut as his boyfriend’s hand began gently stroking his hair.

“Go to bed, Darling… I’ll be here with you wake up.”

“Promise?…”

“I promise.”

Ark knew Jack wasn’t one to break his promises, he had never been one to betray him like all the other people who had been in his life before.

“I love you, Jack…”

“I love you too, Ark.”

A smile crossed Arks face as he closed his eyes, slowly finding himself slipping closer and closer to slumber as Jack played with his red hair.

Until Finally Ark’s body fell limp against Jack's chest, gentle snores escaping Ark as he slept.

And with one final forehead kiss against his boyfriend’s skin, Jack finally allowed himself to drift to sleep, His arms wrapped tightly around his boyfriend’s body.

‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹

[wind-goddess-eri]

Happy Birthday (Aritaki Itto x Reader)

So trying out a different way of writing smut. Tried not to put in parts and to keep it gen-neutral. So I hope i did ok at that.

Warnings:Indeed smut, arataki itto being a silly until... birthday sex, fluff, sleepy cuddles and giving/receaving. also Itto is well....big and an oni after all lol.

As alway....under the cut.

"Wait, don't you think we should make sure no one is here." You said to the Oni in front of you.

"Trust me. I would know if anyone was here or coming back. Let's have some fun." Itto smiled at you.

It's been a year since you both have been dating. You finally have decided that you are ready to have sexual intimacy with him. Itto, living with his clan,which has a bunch of people in it, You feel like your privacy can be invaded at any moment. But you trust your boyfriend. After all, he is the leader of the clan.

"Alright. I trust you. Come here." You motioned to him to come closer to you.

"Y/N" Itto walked over to you looking down as he bent down to kiss you. "This is going to be the best birthday ever!" He exclaimed.

You smiled and blushed a bit, giggling at how silly he can be at times. "Y/N, get ready for the time of your life. This Oni will deliver you to satisfactory." He takes your hand and leads you to his room. You look around his room and you see candles and rose petals all over the room, red bedding and white sheets. There's no way he did this on his own. Most likely had help from Shinobu.

"Itto, this is beautiful…this is for me?" You said in awe.

"Of course it is, who else would this extraordinarily romantical room be for silly?" Itto says as a matter of fact.

"I love you, you silly Oni." You say as you lean up to kiss him. He swoops you into his arms and kisses you passionately. You moan into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, hands reaching and lightly playing with his hair.

"mmm I love it when you do that, Y/N" Itto says within the kiss. You break the kiss and look into his burning eyes. He sets you down and starts to remove his clothing. You do the same. You have been ready for this. He's been waiting for a year. You walk over to the bed and lay down. It's soft, you weren't expecting him to sleep on such a soft bed. You look over at the Oni and see everything. His naked form was something to be seen. His tattoos led down to his length which was big. You were thinking about how it's going to fit.

Itto walks over to you, crawling up on top of you. "Just relaxed baby, You have nothing to worry about."

"Who said I was worried?" You asked with a shaky breath.

"Your face does." He got you there.

You both laugh a bit then Itto leans down and kisses your lips lightly "you ready?" You nod your head and relax your body. Itto smiles and grabs his member and finds your opening. He tries to push through but it's difficult. He then gets an idea, he reaches under the bed and grabs a lube. He puts so much on to be safe he doesnt hurt you, also it feels good for him.

He tries again, slipping into you slowly. You moan with pleasure as he slowly pushes all of his length inside of you. "fuck, you feel so good." Itto smiles and moans. "You ready?" he then asked. "Yeah." You say breathlessly. The Oni starts moving at a slow gentle pace at first. Your moans start to fill the room. You wanted Itto to kiss you while he makes love to you. You took hold of his horns and lightly pulled his head down to have him kiss you, little did you know that Itto's horns are one of his biggest turn ons. Just the slightest touch will send the Oni out of control. You hear him yelp as he leaned down kissing you roughly.

You watch Itto change into a different beast. His slow rhythm now going a little more harder, rougher. You were loving it. Each moan you made, made Itto go fast, his rock hard body thrusting against you. the slapping noise his hips made hitting your body made you close to climax. "I-I-Itto, I'm go-gonna…OH Arcons! I'm gonna cum Itto!"

"Cum for me." Itto said over and over as he pounded into you. You couldn't last a single second more and came hard around the Oni. Itto took his length slowly out of you. That when you realized while slamming into you he has grown twice the size he was before. "I want more darling, can we keep going?" Itto asked. How is he still wanting to go? You looked at him with tired eyes. "I want you in my mouth." You wanted him to cum as well but seeing how he's not anywhere near done, you got your work cut out. Itto got excited at the thought of your mouth on him, so you can taste not only yourself but him.

You went to sit up when Itto stopped you. "You stay there. I'll go to you." He crawls over you from where he was until his dick met your face. "There." He said with a smile. You shrugged and grabbed his length, stoking it a little before licking it and putting it in your mouth. You moan as you taste him. "F-Fu--Y/N That feels…mmmmm" Itto moans. You sucked on his long cock for a while until you felt the warm climax that Itto didn’t let you know that he was close. You felt his member pulsate in your mouth as you took his whole load and swallowed it. It actually didn’t taste half bad considering the others you’ve been with.

You took the Oni’s member out of your mouth which made a pop sound. Made Itto smile. “Okay, your turn. He scoots down to where your area is and gives you a lick. You’re overstimulated from earlier. You moan and start to shift underneath the Oni. Itto smiles as he continues to eat you out. Your hands travel down to his hair where you make a mess of. Itto’s horns rubbing against your body, stimulating the both of you even more. You were close once again. “Itto…Please…I-I’m gonna…” At that moment you scream his name, closing your eyes tight and pulling on his hair. “Mmmmmmm gggggrrrr You taste soooo good Y/N!” He growls as he continues. You can’t even make out words anymore, just sounds. Itto lets up on his assault on your parts. You look down at him and smile exhaustedly. “That was amazing. Thank you…for being the best boyfriend…I ever had.” You told Itto in a whisper. You were done, your body couldn’t move you were so tired. Itto, still willing to go for a few more rounds, sees you are about to pass out and decides to lay next to you. “You’re the best person I’ve ever been with, you know that right?” Itto questions. You can’t help but smile and nod. He pulls you close and holds you. Rubbing your back slowly until you eventually fell asleep. “Happy Birthday, Y/N He whispers and he himself fell asleep.

[sorcerous-caress]

It is so ridiculously, adorably, painfully wholesome (in a kinda twisted way?) that high elf loser would have continued to remain a porn rotted loser if Corellon hadn’t decided to give him one (1) friend to act as a sort of anchor to reality. I mean he’s still kind of a loser, but now he’s a loser with a friend that’s also a really hot fwb/fuckbuddy/maybe partner if his delusions ever come to fruition :) I really love the thought of the two of you still partaking in the hobbies you initially bonded over together, you coming over to his place to play the video games you like or watch TV shows you discussed. Like yeah sure sex is nice (especially when you beat his ass in a game and ride him on the couch so hard he cries) but also it’s probably really nice to have someone who sees him and accepts him for who he is and is happy to spend time with him :) It’s mostly a bonus that it comes wrapped in a gorgeous human frame that makes him so hard it hurts.

Like for a moment just imagine the sheer domestic bliss our beloved loser feels when you spontaneously decide to sleep over instead of going back to your place. How excited he gets when he realizes that he gets to keep you for the night and take care of you and make you food and then maybe, probably, plow you with all his characteristic desperation against the kitchen counter. And he finds himself looking forward to when you inevitably fall asleep in his bed because that means he’s gonna get to feel your warm, soft, human body pressed so nicely up against him for the hours you’re spent dreaming. Like mentioned he won’t touch you while you’re asleep (unless… the two of you have a discussion about that…) but just having every curve and line of your body against him has his cock hard enough to hurt while he drools a puddle of pre-cum into his sleep pants. Knowing how he is, he probably even thinks the little twitches/mumbles you make while you’re asleep are painfully endearing.

On that note: Morning sex? Waking up all drowsy and sleep-soft early in the morning and being surprised to see he’s in bed with you (when he sometimes gets bored or antsy and gets up to do other things while you’re unconscious), so you either roll over and climb on top of him for sleepy morning kisses? Or you drag him on top of you for the same? I know he’ll be pathetically ready to go either way

Also his possessiveness has me weak in the knees I cannot lie OTL He sees how heavily you are coveted and maybe it sparks something surprisingly hot and spitting in his chest, a combo of fear and irritation swirling in him as he thinks about the possibility of losing you to someone else. Or, even worse, having someone figure out your identity and try to arrange a hookup. Maybe it drives him to dig his nails into your flesh a little harder the next time you let him stretch you open on his dick, grip your hips and thighs tighter to imprint his hands into your soft skin, nip at your chest and throat a little fiercer. You’ve already utterly ruined him for anyone else, what’s the harm in learning into it a little harder?

I was putting these asks off until the name poll ended so I could officially use his new name. But at this point there are only 2 days left and I think we have a clear winner.

So woo! Meluidil, our beloved loser high elf, now has a name.

Now Meluidil does truly think it is Corellon's pantheon which are responsible for bringing you into his life. Blessing him with a lover who's his only friend after years of solitude.

But did Corellon really do it? Who knows.

Maybe he didn't. After all you are a human, how could the god of elves really command you or influence your life? You are out of his domian. For all Corellon knows, out of the blue this one high elf started praying to him again and giving offerings. Thanking him for a blessing that Corellon doesn't even remember giving or if he did at all.

Or maybe he did influence you, he is a god after all. But don't get him wrong, he never liked doing it or you. Much like a parent finally begrudgingly getting a puppy to their screaming toddler. Corellon dislikes half elves and the hold humanity has on his children. Your kind is a plague on his beloved elves and yet he still obliges from time to time and coax a human or two into a lonely elf's arms if nothing else worked.

Believe him, he tried. Really tried to get Meluidil a soulmate in another elf. Even sent an aquatic elf to him to save him from drowning once, and all that pathetic loser did was talk for hours about human movies where they almost drown and a mermaid saves them. Sighing about how the reason he even was in the ocean was because he was planning to save a cute human, alas he forgot that he himself didn't know how to swim that well. Then bid the aquatic elf goodbye and never came back to the beach again.

Corellon tried everything, but the human fever was strong with this one. So he accepted his loss and pulled some strings of fate until you landed into Meluidil's arms. But don't forget yourself, lowly human, elves still deserve elf partners. You just happened to be an exception this one time.

He never could've predicted the domino effect of your filming yourself with Meluidil and pulling even more elves into this degenerate human kink.

-

It is a blessing and a curse how much time he gets to spend with you now. On one hand, he's over the moon at the fact he can just turn and look at you whenever, feel your smile against his skin, taste your lips no matter the hour of the day, listen to your voice first thing in the morning.

On the other hand, you can't get anything done without him clinging to your side. All needy and curious about your human hobbies. Asking you the most intrusive of questions or beginning you to brush and play with his hair, maybe massage his ears. Do all the things to him that he was raised to never do as a high elf, touch him in all the places that a human normally wouldn't he able to touch an elf.

He wants your attention and love all the time. His own love for you is even spilling over the edges. Lust, admiration, adoration, fascination. You're like the spring dream that he never wants to wake up from, especially after a harsh winter.

And he is still a high elf in all appearance and mannerism. He still has this aura of importance around him, this ethereal way of speaking, every syllable akin to a melody on his tongue.

Having one of these creatures that were written about in history, that many humans never saw throughout their lifetimes, just sprawled across your lap, wearing your own oversized shirt as he whines about you paying more attention to your phone than him.

It is also sometimes jarring whe this hundreds of years old man, who probably lived through so many historic events and was there even before the moonlanding, just casually references a lame tiktok he saw while the two of you have lunch.

Making bad jokes and laughing at his own bad jokes, being able to inhale a family sized bag of the most spicy chips in the world like it's nothing because elven tastebuds get more endurance with age.

And at times- he is just so....human. the way his hair tangles and he struggles to fix it with a grumpy expression. The way he hits his toe on the table leg and curses the tree it was made out of in elvish.

The way he shows vulnerability and insecurity at times. At maybe not being pretty enough for you, smart enough or impressive enough. At how by elf standards, he is below average, it's just because you are human that you find his life achievements so impressive. That you find his face so enthralling, his voice so enchanting.

He deeply wants to belong, to understand humanity. Humans who are so impossible different from each other yet managed to find home in each other. How even the smallest difference could get you becoming an outcast in elven culture.

-

Somehow, the more the two of you sleep together, the more addicted he gets. Things that were supposed to cool off or become the norm after a few months, instead keep getting more and more ablaze. Each time he thinks this is as good as it can ever get, you surprise him with something new without even trying to.

Each hour at work feels unbearable, especially when he knows that you'll be waiting for him back at his apartment since his schedule ends after yours. He can't stop thinking about you there on his bed.

He can't get hard at work, but fuck he can't stop thinking about you touching yourself. Grinding into one of his pillows and moaning out his name, in that adorable human way where you keep mispronouncing it. He never thought his own name could sound so hot until you cried it out in bed.

And then, his phone innocently pings. A text notification from you.

His heart is racing, he's looking around his office even tho he is sure he is the only one there. Fingers shaking as he unlocks the phone, lips parting in a breathless gasp as he views the pictures you've sent him.

You're going to be the death of him.

-

The possessiveness is new.

It's not a feeling he's used to, he thought that he loved all humans equally. Found the majority of them hot and irresistible.

But he has never been close to one like he has been close to you, never even befriended one before.

You were his first human. He had sex with elves before, back when he was in denial of his human preference. It was alright, but he never truly was into it. Still, it was nice.

But after you? After your body and the tightness of your hole making him lose his breath? After a taste of the forbidden apple, there is no way for him to forget it now.

You've completely ruined whatever hope there was for him to have a normal elven relationship. Completely ereased any future possibilities of him sharing his bed with a non-human. He can't get enough of your plump body, your human scent.

It's like he is in a constant spell around you that keeps him seeking more, keeps hims asking for another round even when tears run down his cheeks from overstimulation, keeps him exhausting the both of you without any shame.

That's why the possessiveness is sprouting inside his core. He can't possibly find another human if you become interested in someone else. Even then, he doesn't want another human, he wants you.

He wants his friend that was there to console him whenever he was having a bad day, he wants the same person who played games with him and shared details about their day. Humans are truly wild and unpredictable, there's only one of you in this whole world and he can't imagine losing the one person he finally felt understood with.

[sirthisisa-wendys]

can i request shinichiro and waka (and others) being …..military…..?? wearing uniforms like Ghost (COD)???

OKAY OKAY I SEE YOU ANON

I SEE YOU

I know very little about call of duty (pew-pew), but I just know Ghost has this deep ass voice and mysterious allure. So I'm gonna do a fluff prompt with how the 1st Gen Black Dragons would be if they were in the military and had a S/O waiting for them back home.

Also yes, military uniforms be schmackin' *chef's kiss*. I wish I could draw them in one... Oh, well.

Watch Your Six: Takeomi Akashi/Keizo Arashi/ Shinichiro Sano/ Wakasa Imaushi x Fem!Reader

wc: 1.4k

tw: nsfw, fluff, angst

masterlist

Takeomi Akashi - The Mail Man

"Mail for you, Akashi!"

"Fuck yeah!" Takeomi rises from his seat at the small cards table, walking over to the officer holding his mail slip between his fingers. Takeomi takes the time in his hands and tears it open, not even glancing at who may have written him the prized item.

"Come on," Keizo encourages Takeomi to sit and read his letter with them, all leaning in to hear his reciting. "We want to hear it all, old man."

"She's telling me about the dog," Takeomi laughs after a while, his face breaking into a smile. "Sounds like she's finally getting the hang of ol' Dega."

"Anything else?" Shin wonders, his eyes wide as Takeomi scans the letter once more.

"Well... she seems to be getting along fine on the base. The other girls are fine. No news is--"

"Good news," they all recite, some sighing and leaning back in their chairs. Takeomi folds the letter back up and looks at his playing cards. For a brief second, he seems to consider the amount of money waiting to be claimed, but then he decides against it.

"I fold," he mutters. Everyone watches as he stands up, holding the letter in his hands as he rises from the table. "Anything you all want to share?"

"Nah," Waka replies. Keizo and Shinichiro echo the same sentiment, and Takeomi wanders off, thoughts of what he wants to write back bouncing around in his mind.

"He always does that," Shin notes.

"If I got letters this often, I would be eager to write back, too," Keizo adds, putting his cards on the table. "Royal flush, motherfuckers. Pay up."

Keizo Arashi - The Calling Card

Keizo stands at the phone station, his arms crossed as he waits for the line to pick up. It's night over where you are, but that doesn't stop him from giving you a ring.

"Hey, baby," you purr on the other line, no doubt rolling out of bed, evidenced by how sleepy you sound. It reminds Keizo of the good days when you would wake him up with a kiss and whisper his name until he cracked an eye open.

"Mrs. Arashi, sorry to disturb you during your sleep."

"No," you giggle. "No, you're not."

"You're right, I'm not," he replies, leaning on the wall. "How is everything going?"

"Everything's fine around here. It's been really normal lately."

"Yeah?" Keizo thinks about all of the ordinary things you could be up to. It'd been only a few months, but he wondered if you'd changed even a little.

"Yeah. How are you doing, love?"

"I'm alright." Keizo scuffs his feet on the concrete floor. "Missing you."

"I miss you, too." There's a brief silence in which Keizo wishes he could say something to reassure you, but he comes up with nothing. "Is Shin still getting those pictures from his girl?" A laugh builds in Keizo's throat, but he tries to stifle it.

"He is," he chuckles. "I've never seen someone more excited on mail day than him. Like a kid in a candy store." You laugh, possibly leaning on your elbow to soften the angle your head is at. He drops his voice low to avoid anyone overhearing. "What are you wearing right now?"

"Wearing?" you question. Then you hum, the sound stirring Keizo's blood. "I'm wearing my usual... one of your t-shirts. No underwear." Keizo stifles a moan by lifting his other hand to his mouth.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Mmhmm. You in your uniform?"

"Sort of," he admits, looking down at his clothes. "I'm sure you're thinking about..."

"Shh..." Keizo hears you shift around in the bed. "Don't want the Commander hearing this, do we?"

"No, ma'am," Keizo responds, smirking. "You're such a good girl."

"I can be even better for you." The words you say next are not fit for anyone but Keizo to hear, each one making him pray his deployment will end sooner rather than later.

Wakasa Imaushi - The Stoic Sniper

"Waka," a voice calls through his headset. "You've got two on your left." Wakasa points his gun to the left, peering through his sights before fingering the trigger.

"Hold." The others patiently wait for him to call the shot. Two figures loom into Waka's sight, and he exhales once, inhales once, then fingers the trigger again. "Hold." Wakasa's mind tries to shift to happier times, less devastating moments in his life, but his training fights every single memory back. Memory is a weakness I can't afford right now.

"Waka..."

Your voice floats to him over the crackling of the comms, and the image of your sweet face claims his mind eye.

"Waka, you're cold." He shivers instinctively, suddenly noticing the biting chill that's crawled over him for hours.

"I know, baby," he whispers to himself, trying to silence your tender voice before it took over his mind and drove him insane. "Be patient."

"Hold."

"Waka?" He flinches at the sound of your voice lifting at the end of his name, your doe eyes turning to him and rendering him useless. "Waka, you need to come inside."

"Not right now."

"Hold."

"Come inside and warm up with me, my love."

"Stop talking to me."

"Hold!" Ghost fingers float over his arms, raising the hair there. Goosebumps flush his skin, but he has to concentrate. No hallucinations, not right now. They would only--

"Take the shot!" Waka's finger pulls down, but seconds before the gun fires, your face flashes before his eyes.

"Waka?" Wakasa startles, his finger instinctively lifting off the trigger.

"Not now!"

"Take the shot, Imaushi!"

"Baby, what are you doing?" Waka wants to wave you away, to spin you out of his head and right into the phone where you were undoubtedly safe, but now it's too late and--

"Imaushi, take the fucking shot!" The gun rattles off right through your visage. And like dust in the wind, you dissipate.

Two thuds echo in the valley, and Wakasa gets up, takes off his tactical headset and balaclava, then stomps over to the water barrel and sticks his head in it. He screams as loud as he can before resurfacing and heading toward the barracks, only one thing on his mind.

"I'm taking my phone call now."

Shinichiro Sano - The Portrait Pocketer

Shinichiro lays under the sheets with his flashlight, eyeing the polaroid you'd sent with a devious grin. His hand snakes down to his pants as he imagines you coming out of the photo and wrapping your arms around his neck. You'd kiss him leisurely, slowly, savoring every second of his touches in case you'd never feel them again.

For Shin, it meant that each time might be the last time. So he'd better make it count.

He can practically feel your hot mouth roaming over his neck and leaving hickies that would last for days. Shin gasps, trying to hold the sounds in his chest, but his cock hardens so much that he can't possibly wait to pleasure himself.

He imagines your hips smacking against his while you ride him, your beautiful hands on his knees. If he closes his eyes really tight, he can even feel your cunt slip over his cock and down to his balls, drenching his dick in your slick. The sound comes to him, too, like popping and moans and...

Shin's fingers work quickly over his cock.

The shy man remembers the way your mouth feels and how much he enjoyed watching you gasp for air before going back down on him. Trails of spit would connect his dick to your lips, and you'd struggle for air but - ever the trooper - go back down on him without complaining. Shin recalls fucking your throat as you hung over the edge of the bed, an experience he looked forward to enjoying once more.

That's what he'd do.

As Shin cums in short bursts of pleasure, the plan manifests in his mind. He'd walk in the door, drop his bags, kiss you like you'd never been kissed before, then clamp a hand on your pussy while walking you back to the bedroom. The door would shut, clothes would come off, and he'd fuck your face before doing his due diligence and eating you out for as long as you wanted. Once all that was said and done, he'd sink his cock into your sopping wet cunt with that lustful look in his eye and fuck you seventy ways to Sunday.

In the morning, after Shin wakes with a start and cleans up all of the photos he'd fallen asleep with, he turns to Takeomi and mutters,

"I can't wait to go back home."

"Oh, hell yeah," Takeomi replies, sighing deeply. "You and me both."