#femalehuman

[brain-rot-central]

Possession

A/N: This is pure filth. I'm so sorry.

Word count: 2.8k

Rating: Explicit. Please read the warnings!

Pairing: Spawn!Astarion x FemaleHuman!Tav (the reader is Tav)

Warnings: 18+, fingering, cum play, cunnilingus, PiV sex, religion kink, praise kink, breeding kink, corruption kink, possessiveness, slight bdsm?, slight DD/lg (if you squint enough), cock drunk, pussy drunk

Summary: Astarion hasn't had anything in so long, not even himself.

Until you.

Astarion sighs above you with a great heave of his chest, his head dropping low enough to rest his forehead against yours.

You unhook your legs from around the small of his back as aftershocks of your orgasm rock through you. Your legs come to rest on either side of your vampiric lover, his cock still buried within the warmth of your sex. With every rhythmic contraction of your walls around his length, you feel it twitch from within. The head of his cock is nestled at the base of your cervix, and you let out a pleasured mewl knowing he's dribbling the last of his spend directly into your ripened womb with each pulse of his shaft.

Gently, Astarion pulls his length free from your warm nest. You whimper at the sudden loss of feeling full, and his seed begins to seep from entrance. It trickles down your folds and pools under you, causing you to shiver as the night air cools it quickly against your heated skin.

“Tch, such a waste,” Astarion says with a click of his tongue. He's looking down at the apex of your thighs to survey his handiwork, disappointed seeing all of his effort lay in vain.

The blush on your cheeks was finally subsiding when a new wave of warmth rushes to your face again as his eyes study your cunt. Astarion runs a finger up your swollen sex, catching some of his spend and bringing it back up to your entrance. He pushes his finger into your thoroughly stretched hole, languidly pumping the digit in and out.

“We simply cannot have that,” Astarion comments. He removes his digit from your cunt and begins to slither down your torso, littering your sternum in chaste kisses as he goes. “In fact,” he states with a silken tone, “one cannot accept such poor conditions.”

Your nipples harden to stiff peaks as his tongue dips into the valley of your navel. Your legs bend at the knees almost instinctively as Astarion’s lips kiss the curls atop your mound. 

Every memory cell in your body responds to Astarion autonomically, as if his touch has been seared into each of your nerve endings. It is intoxicating, and you can never get enough.

This man has dragged you into the depths of the Hells themselves. You've fallen out of favor with the Morninglord and have been shunned by your entire clergy as a consequence of succumbing to Astarion's advances.

It started as a simple favor; a quaint exchange. His continued vigor and vitality, all for the small price of occasional sips of your blood. You were hesitant at first, but you inevitably agreed.

You had no idea it would lead to you being on all fours in the cellar of an abandoned ruin, Astarion mercilessly pounding into you from behind as he grips your hair for leverage. You forfeited your honor to him, and your maidenhood, all too enthusiastically.

And you would do it all over again, for as long as he would allow it.

“We certainly need to rectify this unfortunate predicament,” he says. He kisses the soft skin of your inner left thigh, and you squirm at the stark temperature contrast of his cool lips against your heated skin.

A whimper escapes you as you feel the tip of his nose rub against your clit. Astarion licks a wet stripe up your center and you spread your legs wider, grinding your pelvis down onto the wet muscle.

His hands come up to wrap around your thighs as he suckles on your swollen nub, languidly stroking it with his tongue. You grip the sheets of the bed below you and pull as a strangled moan rips from your throat.

“A-Astarion,” you manage, voice barely above a whisper, “g-gods, please, it's so d-dirty…” Your voice trails off into a moan as he drags his tongue up your taint, collecting the remnants of his spend in a small well.

“F-fuck-!” you yell as his tongue pushes past your entrance, fucking himself back into your hole. Astarion hums into your cunt as he drives his tongue deeper into you, moving his head in just the right way for the tip of his nose to rub deliciously against your clit.

“The Gods are dead, my darling. There is only us,” he speaks into you. The vibration of his voice travels up into your pelvis and spreads across your abdomen, causing an obscene contraction of your walls around his tongue.

Your hands fly up onto his head and grip fistfuls of silver locks, bracing your feet on the bed as you grind yourself over his face. You cast your eyes down between your thighs to inspect the scene below, your breath coming in short gasps.

Smoldering red eyes meet yours, Astarion's eyelashes fluttering as he continues to hum into your sex. He meets your gaze once again and your heart begins to beat wildly inside of your chest.

This man was beautiful, so godsdamned beautiful.

And he was yours.

All yours.

Suddenly, he pulls himself away from your center and you whine in protest. You exchange glances and you see the corner of his mouth pulling upward into a crooked smile. Astarion pulls himself up and over your body again, bracing himself on his elbows on either side of your torso.

You moan softly as you feel his reawakened lust now resting against you, thick and heavy between your folds. The thought of using the small of his back as leverage to glide yourself against the weighted appendage crosses your mind, and you throw your head back with an exasperated sigh.

His hips twitch in response to your wanton display of pleasure and he groans, driving his hardened length through the slick heat of your swollen sex. He glides himself back and forth, smearing your arousal with slow rolls of his hips. 

Once again, body almost possessed, your legs come up to wrap themselves around the small of his back, and you wrap your arms around his neck. The pre-cum leaking from his tip provides additional lubrication, and you mewl as the head of his cock teases your clit with each canting of his hips. He continues this torturous routine as he drops his face mere millimeters away from yours.

“I want you to taste us, my love,” Astarion coos as he pulls at your bottom lip with blunted teeth. “I want you to savor how well we complement one another.” 

He skirts his tongue across your lips, seeking entrance. You open your mouth to accept him, and you immediately groan in pleasure at the taste spreading over your tongue.

Bittersweet yet mellow, with a distinct note that hits the back of your throat. Your whole body convulses, your back arching off the bed, chest pushing into his. It was debauched and utterly sinful; it was absolutely divine.

“Do you taste it, my darling?” Astarion asks as he pulls his mouth away from yours. His head dips to the nape of your neck and you shiver as he kisses your tender skin. “Can you taste how well we complete one another?” 

Your hands travel up the back of his head and you tilt your neck off to the side, allowing Astarion better access to the column of your neck. His tongue worries the two small scars beginning to develop over your jugular vein, his favorite place to feed on you, and you grip fistfuls of his hair.

“Do you know what else I taste, pet?” His mouth closes over the ghosts of your scars and your body convulses, wanton moans spilling from your lips as he nibbles the soft flesh.

“W-hat, else?” you breathe out, words separated by huffs.

“Your arousal.” He licks a stripe up the side of your neck, mouth close now to your ear. “Your excitement.” He nips at your earlobe, pulling gently. His voice drops into a low growl and he speaks into your ear, “Your fertility.”

Your whole body arches off the bed, your breasts pushing into his chest, and you writhe under him. A bolt of lighting shoots across your pelvis as the walls of your cunt clench around the memory of your first time. 

You think back to your coupling in the cellar, you on all fours as he slams into you repeatedly from behind. There was no other sound in that cellar aside from the wet squelching of your sex as he drove his length into you repeatedly.

You recall how thoroughly full you felt, how thoroughly mated. Your body willfully opening to him, beckoning him to claim you further. His hands on your hips held you steady as he filled you to the brim with his seed. You'd never cum harder in your life, your walls milking every last drop of his release.

Your clergy be damned; you knew there and then that you wanted Astarion on a carnal level. You want your womb to be desecrated by the sowing of his undead children.

“You want this, don't you?” he moans into your ear, accentuating his words with a drawn out thrust between your legs. Astarion braces his weight on one arm, snaking one hand up and over the delicate column of your throat.

You moan and lift your chin up just as his fingers wrap around your throat. “Tell me how much you want this, little love,” he says to you.

“Do you still want me?” is the silent question wrapped within his words.

Your hands release their hold on his hair and come to grasp the one on your neck. “A-Astarion,” you breathe, voice hoarse as his palm pushes against the center of your throat. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you continue grinding your hips against his length, the head of his cock teasing your soaked entrance.

“What do you want me to do, Tavaria?” Astarion huffs out, voice desperate as he tries to resist the urge to sink himself into your warm, inviting center.

“I want… Gods…”

“What, do you want, Tavaria?” His voice is stern and demanding as he growls into your ear. “Tell me, now.”

Do you still want this, all of this? Us? …All of me?

Your head is swimming. You can think of nothing else but depraved, carnal lust.

“Fuck me, please, Astarion…” You open your eyes, hooded in lust, and meet his gaze. His mouth is slightly agape as he sucks in ragged breaths, his pupils blown wide. “Please, Astarion,” you beg.

The hand on your neck now rises to clasp your chin, holding your head steadfast. “Again,” he growls out, “say it again.” He grinds his hips further against yours.

You moan loudly into the night air, hoping no one from the nearby town hears. “Mark me, Astarion,” you manage to breathe out. “Fill my womb until the entire world can see what you've done to me.” You bring the hand holding your chin up to your mouth, placing soft kisses on the tips of his fingers. “Please,” you whine.

Astarion peels himself away from you in an instant, sitting up on his knees. “Turn over,” he growls out through gritted teeth.

It takes a second for the words to register in your brain, but your body inevitably moves as he commands. You turn yourself over on the forest floor, supporting yourself on your hands and knees. His palms sink into the plush flesh of your hips and he pulls you back toward him, his cock brushing up against the cleft of your ass.

You look over your shoulder to see him spit into his palm, working it over his length with urgent strokes. Suddenly the head of his cock nudges against your entrances and he sinks himself in. Your arousal provides enough support for him to fully sheath himself within you, and he hisses as his tip pushes against the end of your cervix.

Your arms give way and you lean forward onto your elbows, head dropping between your arms as your hips move of their own accord back and forth over his length. Your cunt throbs with each pass of his cock against your walls, and you sigh as it rubs against the spot inside of you that makes you see stars.

“Gods, you are so fucking warm,” he growls from behind you. Astarion reaches forward and grips a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back up. His other hand is sunken into your hip in a vice grip, holding you in place as he continues careening you both toward completion. You know you'll have a bruise come tomorrow, but you didn't care. You want him to mark you, to claim you.

You desperately push yourself back up onto the palms your hands, your muscles struggling to support your weight as your pleasure builds. Your whole body is shaking as you continue to meet his thrusts with your hips. Astarion adjusts his angle ever so slightly behind you, the head of his cock now pushing directly into the spot that turns your vision hot white.

“A-Astarion,” you mumble as saliva pools in your mouth, “d-don’t stop-!” You feel your thighs quaking, your cunt fluttering wildly over his length as you draw closer and closer to the edge.

Astarion catches onto your rapidly approaching crescendo and increases the pace. The clearing is filled with nothing but the wet sound of your arousal and skin slapping against skin. He lifts his chin up toward the sky and his mouth hangs open as he moans incoherently into the night air, hips never faltering in their assault.

“My sweet girl,” he says to you, voice thoroughly and completely wrecked, “you always feel so good around my cock.”

You feel yourself clench around him in response to his praise, pleasured mewls escaping your lips. His hand releases its grip on your hair, coming to rest on your hip as his fingertips sink into the supple skin beneath them. He's spearing himself directly into your cunt, directly into that spongy spot inside you, and your arms falter once again. At this point, you're not going to last much longer.

You cross your arms in front of you, resting your head on your forearms. Your brain has ceased all logical thought as he fucks into you mercilessly from behind. You mumble a mantra of “please, yes, please, oh, there, keep going,” from under him. 

One particular thrust has you seeing stars explode behind your vision and you spill over the edge into oblivion. You think you scream, the pleasure ripping through you so intensely that it obscures your other senses, but they're muffled by your face buried in your forearms.

His hips still as your walls contract around him. He sucks in a deep breath through gritted teeth, uneven pants escaping his mouth. He begins to move behind you again, his hips stuttering in short bursts into your wet heat. “I'm going… I'm going to…” he pants from behind you, chest heaving.

You manage to raise your head enough to look briefly over your shoulder. He looks thoroughly debauched; damp strands of silver hair are plastered to his face and beads of sweat drip from the tip of his nose.

He is devastatingly handsome.

“Do it,” you reassure him, softly. “It's okay.”

Astarion’s mouth drops open, a raw, guttural growl rupturing from his throat. His bottom fangs glint in the moonlight and his eyes roll back into his skull as hips finally cease. The grip on your hips tightens as he pulls you further into him, and then you feel it.

Thick ropes of heat coat the inside of your cunt and you moan, feeling some of it slip out between the place where you're joined and drip down onto the forest floor below.

With a drawn-out sigh, he slumps against your back, the added weight causing you both to collapse onto the soft earth below. You feel him mouthing softly against your back, leaving absent-minded kisses across your skin as his brain performs yet another hard reset, the second one of the evening.

Astarion’s senses finally return and he pulls himself free, rolling off of you and onto his back. You reposition yourself onto your side and slot yourself against him. His arm comes down over your shoulder, and you tuck your head against his chest. You feel Astarion kiss the top of your head, and you sigh in contentment at the warm gesture.

Neither of you speak another word, thoroughly spent. As your eyes fall closed, you nestle your cheek against his chest and hear the slow thud of his heart as it lulls you to sleep.

Within his arms, you are safe. 

You are loved.

You are home.

[yautjathiinkinggrounds]

Idk if I have before , but may I make a request?

maybe they get a little jealous of another trying to woo their lil ooman. If not woo, then overstepping boundaries like say, touching her hair with curiosity or something like that.

Ah , I just want something where I can get smothered and claimed by my big boi lover.

Pardon for making them textbook ruffians. It’s a silly cliché, but I feel like this request is cliché in of itself, so I submerged myself into it.

I made use of the Yautja language on this one too, making up some of my own to spice up the sentences a bit.

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My knight in shining 'awu'asa

summary:

Ma’alk had warned you about his culture. They are a very honorable species, confrontational but with respect for one another, especially their elders. Mates were valued in this culture, for their usefulness of conceiving pups. This didn’t mean you yourself were safe, thanks to your own human species lacking the biological equipment to show the Yautja you were with mate. Ma’alk most present issue was to get you a Mate’s necklace and scent vial.

paring:

Male!Yautja x FemaleHuman!Reader

Tags:

Fluff, Fish out of Water, Harassment, Assault, your boyfriend saves you from the bad guys trope, Not Beta Read

Ao3 link under the cut:

[whimsyvixen]

Hey it’s me again! The anon that wrote abt the na’vi human pairing thing, just wanted to tell you that after reviewing more of my notes I’d like to add on to it. I came to the realization that a Na’vi-human pairing would be different in many ways based in the parents sexes and also that Option 1 & Option 3 are the most likely to happen.

(also quick tw for mentions of miscarriage- forgot to put that in the last one sorry :[[)

The species of the mother matters greatly, we tend to carry over more of our mother’s genes than our fathers so assuming a child is able to happen depending on the pairing it’d have two possible outcomes. MaleHuman + FemaleNavi) Na’vi with human features OR MaleNavi + FemaleHuman) human with Na’vi features.

The likelihood of a surviving child is about a 3/10 gamble, again, our anatomy is a bit different than there’s as well as their general body functions, but it’s similar enough that it can happen. However, if they ever become real, prepare for possible heartbreak, as the chance of a child making it to term is slim simply due to the differences in structure. But if someone is able to make that gamble, prepare yourself because this baby gone be wild, cute, but wild.

Let me share the previous post here

It's easier to imagine and wonder what a mixed child between a human and Na'vi will look like. But since there is little to nothing going on about that, we can only speculate.

I agree with you that because of our differences, perhaps while conception could be possible, there is no guarantee that the baby will make it to full term. Are our bodies even properly equipped with handling one? What risks are we taking trying to house an alien baby inside us and how well will they develop during the gestation period? 🤔 Just some things to think about.

[luvnhugsgt]

Art Updates!

Some art that includes Benny, Diamond, Perrie, Eddie and/or Tiffany! I'm including the quotes from deviantART, where I originally posted them.

"I'm not walking around with you looking like that!" "Please have mercy on my soul, little human!" "No!" "It looks punk, it's my style!" "Well it's disgusting!" Diamond is pretty wicked with the hairbrush.

https://www.deviantart.com/luvnhugs/art/Get-Outta-My-Hair-878248006

"Are you kidding me, Benny, are you KIDDING me! I told you not to wear the stupid skull tie! And sunglasses??! Really?!" Hell hath no fury on Diamond. Not even scorned, just in general.

https://www.deviantart.com/luvnhugs/art/Wedding-Dates-880137832

In the front, we have Diamond, obliging her much beloved pal Tiffany by taking a selfie with her, only, Tiff's phone is super huge, so she's leaning on it and giggling, over how absurd the whole thing is. Tiff is trying to pose, but she's kind of cracking up, too.

https://www.deviantart.com/luvnhugs/art/Tiff-and-Di-I-d-Take-a-Selfie-for-You-G-T-877927105

Oh! If you guys didn't notice, Di has brown hair now, lol!

Enjoy! Updates coming... eventually 😂

[palavenmoons]

Some commissions I have not upped over here. (Will try to keep it organized)

I hope you like them! :3 These two are so much fun to draw

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Some drawings I coloured the other day cause I was bored

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Fandom: Inuyasha Character: Sesshomaru Prompt: Modern!Sesshomaru and femalehuman!reader continuation of the headcanon requested by @little-miss-emmalie I wrote not too long ago that got too long. 

Far away from the city, deep into the fields, beyond the trees of the forests, and near the ruins of the old temples of forgotten gods. That was where you headed off to every weekend. After paying your respects to your grandparents you would find the lonely house amongst the wilderness where a certain moody demon lived in seclusion. It was the time you looked forward to the most; listening to stories of so long past even your grandparents and their grandparents hadn’t lived through them.

“Sesshomaru!” you smiled, dropping a box of sweets next to him. The demon sat on the veranda, overlooking the yard as he sat next to a steaming pot of tea with cups provided. Despite his aloof expression you knew he had already prepared for your arrival and perhaps even anticipated it in a way. A thought that made you feel warm. To have such a space within his life felt like an achievement.

“I don’t eat human food,” Sesshomaru grunts back to you in a greeting, but picks one of the packages up anyway, sniffing at it. You grin again, smile running from ear to ear as you knew he would eat it anyway. Just to try, or so he often claimed, but did he adore anything with a red bean filling.

“This isn’t chocolate, right?” he carefully inquires as he squishes a candy between his fingers. You grin dims a little as he asks this, shaking you face roughly.

“No, I wouldn’t dare,” you sighed before sitting down next to him. It hadn’t been too pretty the first and consequently also the last time you did bring chocolate.

Falling into your own comfortable routine you started to swap the stories about your city life with the stories from the feudal era. Naraku, the big bad that played death and life against each other like puppets was mentioned, along with his dimwit of a brother Inuyasha that his father had promised all to despite Sesshomaru being older. His human sister-in-law Kagome who was barely more tolerable than his brother because she actually had two working brain cells also came to pass. 

And then there was Rin. The human child he had adopted and the fatherly smile that crossed Sesshomaru’s face indicated that he had loved her as if she was his own child.

Sesshomaru had been a rival, a son, a brother, a caretaker, a villain, and a hero in his long life. He had been a father-figure, watching over Rin as she grew up and learnt to love the demon hunter Kohaku and eventually became the boy’s bride. He had watched Rin’s children grow up and grow old, parting their ways, he had grown used to the ache he always felt whenever he thought of Rin’s death. He had to learn how to cope as Rin’s family slowly forgot about Rin and about him; Sesshomaru the caretaker, spiralling him into the status of a family legend. He was no more than a spiritual caretaker to them and he was fine with that. Rin’s spirit had long since departed and he hadn’t cared for the family since. 

You often wondered if he had hoped for more. If he had hoped for his own bride as he had watched Rin be one. If he had ever hoped for his own family instead of a makeshift one, one bound by blood rather than circumstance.

Sometimes he mentioned a Kagura, who was also under the influence of Naraku. For some reason you always felt a sting when she was mentioned. Her death was tragic, but at the same time painted so beautifully, you could almost imagine it yourself. 

You wondered if he could feel the same for you as he did when he spoke of Kagura. However, Sesshomaru never showed any indication that he did and you resigned yourself in the assumption that he most likely didn’t.

“I can’t come over next weekend,” you casually mentioned, kicking the air. Avoiding Sesshomaru’s eyes you just kept your eyes fixed.

Feeling the demon shift you knew that he had only adjusted himself a little, the silence between you feeling like a lifetime. “Why?” he finally asked, his voice so soft that the crickets nearby could have easily overpowered him. Soft, but flat as he didn’t allow his emotions to leak through.

“A guy asked me out on a date,” you mumble, daring yourself to steal a glance at the man.

Like a statue Sesshomaru stared straight ahead, his face frozen in his usual apathy. “I see,” was his only response.

Pouting at the lack of reaction you breathe through your nose, a smile forming on your face again as you poked the demon in his arm.

“Will you miss me, Sesshooo?” you decide to tease the man, knowing full well that it would either annoy him or earn you the cold shoulder.

“Yes.”

His expression was still impossible to read, blank from any expression. However, his answer had revealed more than enough. Not expecting him to actually affirm your teasing you gaped at him like a fish for a few moments, eyes wide as your brain tried to process.

“I- I can cancel?” you started carefully. Hope was building up within your chest as you didn’t dare to believe. “I didn’t want to go out with him anyway. Maybe we can have a date instead?” you continued, feeling bolder as Sesshomaru continued his silence.

Eyes shifting over you Sesshomaru held your gaze for a few moments. As if contemplating.

“Do whatever you want,” he curtly answered.

That was a ‘yes’ in Sesshomaru, you learnt.

[luvnhugsgt]

𝐓 𝐇 𝐄   𝐆 𝐍 𝐎 𝐌 𝐄   𝐈 𝐒   𝐂 𝐎 𝐌 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 Listen, All I'm gonna say is, Always remember to watch your human.

https://www.deviantart.com/luvnhugs/art/Just-Got-Gnomed-881564027

Written story TBC soon! 😜 Then you shall unlock the ~c o n t e x t~

“Almost a Garden Gnome” can be found on my Tumblr or on dA: https://www.deviantart.com/luvnhugs/gallery/77773039/almost-a-garden-gnome

If you wanna read more of Eddie and Perrie’s upcoming ~shenanigans~

P.s., I’m going to neaten this comic page up big-time! Just felt impatient enough to shoot it out lol

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[susanne93art]

I got the whole body base mesh down for my biped :) So happy! Just started on the clothing. , #3D , #modeling , #femalehuman, #characterdesign , #taw Link to my Instagram: http://ift.tt/2m773Xq

[herald-divine-hell]

A Love Letter (FemaleHuman!InquisitorXLeliana)

NOTE: I take most of this letter from a letter from Alexander Hamilton to his wife, Elizabeth Hamilton, in one of their love letters. This one was sent to Eliza in August 1780. I take no credit for Hamilton’s charming writing abilities and his fantastic way with words.  

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HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY, EVERYBODY!

Leliana eyes’ brighten when she saw the familiar raven land on her desk. It was none other then Trevelyan’s raven. Leliana could tell because of the raven’s green ribbon that symbolize Trevelyan’s ownership on the bird. Petting the raven softly, Leliana plucked the letter from the bird’s neck and unwrapped it quickly. She would be lying if she didn’t say Leliana was acting like a school girl who received news on her crush. But nonetheless, Leliana smiled when she noticed the familiar, neatly, slightly tilted writing of Orlesian. Words flood her eyes as Leliana muttered each of the words. It read:

To My Dearest Nightingale, 

Impatiently, ma cherie, have I been expecting the return of your raven to bring me a letter from my charmer with the answers you have been good enough to promise me to the little questions asked by me. I long to see the workings of my Nightingale’s heart, and I promise myself I shall have ample gratification to my fondness in the sweet familiarity of your pen. You will, I hope, paint me your tender feelings without reserve--even in those tender moments of pillowed retirement, when her soul abstracted from every other object, delivers itself up to love and to me--yet with all that delicate which suits the  prodigious of your mind and which is so conscious in whatever you do. 

Cassandra just comes in and interrupts me by sending her love, a Dalish friend of mine, a heart-filled letter. She has told me that my friend and her have sent letters to one another, and they have meet when his clan visited Skyhold. Do you remember the white haired elf with strange purple eyes? His presence is rarely seen, or acknowledge, to those who see the Elven people as more then furniture. But, it seems our Seeker has fallen for the mystical elf, and I can not be happier. Though, that happiness would extended if I was by your side. Lavallen ask me for advice for courting out dear Seeker, and I have given him ample advice to woo our stern royal princess. 

But, my heart, and mind, turns to you when ever I see the couple’s joy. My heart yearns for the heavenly mirth of your divine voice. But, alas, our duties keeps us separate from our indestructible love. I often debate upon leaving the College of Enchanters, but, Fiona recommended that I do not. There are...rumors upon that I will be name the next Grand Enchanter, if the College is to be return. I have no doubt that you have heard of this inconspicuous rumor, and I worry that you might, or you already had, thought of me quitting you, and returning to rule over my fellow mages, but I assure you, my love for you will be the death of me. If I must enter the Black City, if it means that I can continue our relationship, then I will. But then, my mind returns to the Divine Election and your candidacy for the position of Most Holy, and I believe that you will do the most good for the people of Thedas then any other Divine in our long history, if you are to be elected to the esteem office.

The affairs of the Chantry are in so bad a plight that if no fortunate events attend her this campaign, it would seem impossible for her to proceed to be love by the people. But she is an obstinate old dame, and seems determined to run her whole family, rather then to let the Miss Mages go on flitting with her new lovers, with whom, as giddy young girls often do, she eloped in contempt of her mother’s authority. I know you will be justify her conduct and tell me the ill treatment she received  was enough to make any girl of spirit act in the same matter. But one day I cure you of theses refractory notions about the right of resistance, of which I foresee you will be apt to make a very dangerous application, and teach you the great advantage and absolute necessity of implicit obedience. 

However, we are talking of times to come, tell me my pretty Seneschal have you made up your mind upon the subject of a secret loving affair? Do you soberly relish the pleasure of being a bastard mage’s love? If not, my dear, we are playing a comedy of all in the wrong, and you should correct the mistake before we began to act the tragedy of the unhappy couple.

I shall propose you a set of new questions my lovely spy; but though they are asked with an air of levity, they merit a very serious consideration, for on their being resolved in the affirmative stripped of all the coloring of a fond imagination our happiness may absolutely depend. I have not concealed my circumstances from you, ma cherie; they are far from splendid, they may possible even be worse then I expect, for every day bring me fresh proof of the knavery of those to whom my little affairs. An indifference to property enters into my character too much, and what affects me now as my Nightingale is concerned in it, I should have laughed at or not thought of at all a year ago. But I have thoroughly examined my own heart. Beloved by you, I can be happy in any situation, and can struggle with every embarrassment of fortune with patience and firmness. I cannot however forebear entreating you to realize our union on the dark side and satisfy, without deceiving yourself, how far your affection me can make you joyful.

Now, my lovely Nightingale, my heart overflows with every thing for you, that admiration, esteem and love can inspire. I would, this moment, give the world to be near you only to see your sweet smile. Believe what I say to be true and imagine what are my feelings when I say. Let it awake your love and let our hearts melt in a prayer to be soon united, never more to be separated. 

Adieu, loveliest of our sex,

A. Trev

Leliana stared at the letter lovingly. “Sweet-talker,” she muttered, as she pulled the letter to her chest, her eyes closed, a gently smile danced on her lips. 

Her sweet-talker.

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Surprise Confession

Fandom(s): The Hobbit Trilogy

Pairing(s): Dwalin x FemaleHuman!Reader

Summary: An AU where everyone lives after the battle and a bet that involves pick up lines is made. When Dwalin confronts Fili, Kili, Nori, and Bilbo, he ends up confessing his love for the reader. How will the reader respond to Dwalin’s confession?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this fanfic. They are owned by J.R.R. Tolkien, the writers, producers, and directors of The Hobbit Trilogy. I am simply borrowing them for this fanfic.

A/N: Y/N-Your Name This is an idea that I had come up with one evening. I used Dwalin because he seemed like an unlikely opponent. I tweaked some of the pick up lines to fit Middle Earth standards. Also I used a website to find the pick up lines for this fanfic.

Warning(s): Out of character moments. A pissed Dwalin. Hurtful words are said. A happy ending.

Word Count: 2,313

You were sparring with Thorin in the sparring ring as the rest sat in the distance. Dwalin and Balin were sitting next to each other discussing royal duties. Dwalin was also pointing out that Thorin shouldn’t even be sparring right now. Especially since Thorin’s foot never healed properly after reclaiming Erebor. Now Thorin suffers from a limp. Ori sat with Dori. Ori was sketching as usual. Dori was talking to him about what tea they should have later. Oin and Gloin sat next to each other. Little Gimli was admiring the sparring match. He stood in front of Gloin making fighting stances. Bofur, Bifur, and Bombur were sitting close together. Bombur talking about what to cook and the other two discussing new trinkets and toys.

Nori, Fili, Kili, and Bilbo sat with each other. They made sure to sit away from the others for they had a matter to discuss that they didn’t want the others to hear about. They were talking in hushed tones. Which Balin noticed and he pointed that out to Dwalin. Dwalin brushed it off saying that the boys are just planning a prank and he hopes that he won’t be the victim of it. Sadly the boys weren’t pulling a prank they were setting a bet.

“The bet goes like this. The person’s pick up line to sweep her off her feet is allowed to properly court her. While the others step down and let it be.” Fili stated. “Right. That means we are not allowed to interfere with the courting ritual and we have to push our feelings aside.” Kili said. “Aren’t Hobbits’ courting rituals different than Dwarves?” Nori turned to Bilbo as he asked the question. “Um. Let’s just say for all of our sakes it’s the same.” Bilbo said nervously. “It doesn’t matter. He’s joined the bet.” Kili told Nori. Nori just shrugged and Bilbo looked nervous.

“Thorin. Let’s take a break.” You said, blocking his blow. He dropped his sword to his side and nodded. The two of you walked over to sit with Dwalin and Balin. “You really shouldn’t be sparring on that foot.” Dwalin stated as Thorin sat down. “I know, I just like to keep Y/N on her toes.” Thorin said with a smile. “And I like to keep you on your good foot.” You joked. Thorin pretended to be offended by your comment. “I’ve got two good feet.” Thorin said in mock offense. “More like a good foot and a limp.” You said laughing. He lightly hit you on the shoulder. The two of you always acted like this. Dwalin rolled his eyes at the silly banter as Balin just chuckled and shook his head. 

You stood up and walked over to Ori and Dori. “Good afternoon.” You greeted them smiling. “Good afternoon.” They said in unison. “Dori, have you decided what tea to make today?” You asked him. “I was thinking chamomile tea sounded suitable today.” Dori answered with a smile. You heard Nori laughing and looked over to him. You began to wonder what they were up to. “Why isn’t Nori sitting with the two of you?” You turned back to Ori and Dori. “He told us he had something to talk to Fili, Kili, and Bilbo about.” Ori answered you. You nodded. “How are your drawings coming along?” You asked Ori kindly. He blushed at your sudden curiosity. “They’re coming along.” Ori admitted. He turned his sketchpad towards you to show you his work from today.

Ori had sketched out the sparring scene and the company around the sparring ring. “It’s not quite complete though.” Ori said turning the pad back around to face him. You nodded and smiled at him. Though the three of you turned to face Nori, Kili, Fili, and Bilbo when you heard a thump. Kili had fallen off of his seat laughing. You began to grow more curious of what they could be up to. You went to sit down next to Thorin.

“What do you reckon the boys over there are up to?” You asked gesturing towards Nori, Fili, Kili, and Bilbo. “No good.” Thorin stated. Balin and Dwalin nodded in agreement and you raised your brow. “Can I spar with you?” You turned to Gimli standing in front of you. Gloin was running over to him. “That’s up to your Adad.” You said looking up to Gloin. “What’s up to me?” Gloin asked. “I want to spar with Y/N.” Gimli said excitedly. “I don’t see the harm in that. Though remember you also have your training with me tonight just before supper.” Gloin spoke kindly to Gimli. You smiled at Gimli as he grabbed your hand and pulled you into the sparring arena.

“The first thing you should do is choose a weapon.” You told him. You walked over to where many weapons stood. Gimli looked at all of them and he smiled when he saw two axes. He grabbed them both, handing one of them to you. You smiled and happily took it from him. You were thankful that Dwalin had taught you to wield an ax when you accompanied them on their journey. “Gimli, you’re doing the wrong stance. Watch me.” You told him. You showed him the battle stance that Dwalin showed you. Little did you know that Dwalin was smiling as he watched you.

“You know brother, if I didn’t know better one would think you have feelings for our dear Y/N.” Balin said gently. Thorin smiled at his words as Dwalin grumbled and rolled his eyes. Suddenly the three of them tensed up when the noticed Kili approaching you. You had no idea of his presence, for he decided to sneak up behind you.

Gimli was blocking perfectly. Your ax was suddenly stopped when you went to wield it towards Gimli. At first you thought Gloin had come to stop the match until you turned to see Kili. You looked at him curiously. “Of all the curves on your body, your smile is the curve I love the most.” Kili told you. “Thank you, but would you let go of my ax.” You said as your cheeks turned pink. Kili gave you a defeated look before he let go of your ax.

“That was odd.” Thorin stated as he watched Kili walk back to his seat. “We’ll have to ask what he said to her later.” Dwalin stated. Balin looked over to Dwalin curiously. “I suppose we can ask later.” Balin stated. Everyone began to watch you spar with Gimli. Gloin was amazed with how well you wielded the ax. Everyone else was amazed with how well you got along with Gimli. They also took note that you truly sparred with him, making sure neither one of you held back. Then everyone tensed up as you almost hit Fili over the head.

Fili stopped the ax before it could make contact with his skull. “What are you doing Fili?” You asked in a frustrated tone. Fili held your gaze and didn’t answer. “Do you have a map? Because I am getting lost in your eyes.” Fili asked you. “Get out of the way.” You stated flatly. Fili let go of your ax, huffed and then walked off. “I’m sorry about that Gimli.” You said. Gimli only shrugged and wielded the ax again. The two of you began to spar again. Though you became distracted by Fili’s and Kili’s words. “Let’s pause for now.” You said after ducking from Gimli’s attack. He nodded and ran to set his ax down.

You smiled and walked over to put your ax away. This time Nori stopped you. “You must be a hell of a thief because you’ve stolen my heart from across the arena.” Nori said. You suddenly dropped the ax, it landed heavily onto Nori’s foot. The arena went silent at his shouts as he hopped around on one foot. You were apologizing and blushing at the same time. After apologizing for the fifth time you began to walk away. His words were kind but you didn’t return the feelings, which made you feel horrible. 

“Lass, is everything all right?” Balin asked you once you were close enough. “I just dropped an ax on Nori’s foot. I already apologized though.” You said in a rushed tone. Dwalin looked at you curiously, he noticed something was off. You sat down next to Thorin without a word. You looked as if something had seriously upset you. Thorin noticed that when you balled up your fists in your lap. You only did that when something upset you or bothered you.

Thorin looked over to see Fili, Kili, and Bilbo walk up to where Nori was left standing. He had a gut feeling that whatever upset you, had something to do with them. He was about to get up and speak with them until he saw Dwalin stand up and walk towards them. Balin looked over to Thorin with concern.

 “Lass, did they do something to upset you?” Balin asked you gently. You nodded silently. Thorin stood up and walked over to them, you followed behind.

“What in Mahal’s sake have you lot done now?” Dwalin asked furiously. The four of them suddenly froze and turned to Dwalin. “Nothing.” Kili answered too quickly. Dwalin glared him down. “You’ve done something to upset Y/N.” Dwalin stated in a cold tone. 

The four of them knew they were in trouble now. Dwalin was scary when he was mad. “Explain yourselves now!” Dwalin yelled at them. You flinched when you heard the roar of his voice. You were three feet away from him at this point. You had never seen him this upset before. 

“It was just a harmless bet.” Bilbo said with a shaky voice. “What exactly was a harmless bet?” Dwalin asked, glaring Bilbo down. Thorin walked to stand beside Dwalin. Though Dwalin wasn’t even aware of his presence. Nor was he aware of your presence, though you kept a distance between the two of you. “We made a bet that if one of us could sweep Y/N off her feet, that the others would step down and not interfere with courting her.” Kili admitted. Thorin looked to Dwalin and noticed the rage in his features. “Instead of asking her properly, you treat as if she is just some prize to be won?” Dwalin asked, his tone a lot colder than usual.

The four had turned pale at his tone. They knew they crossed a line that they may not be able to come back from. “You lot should be ashamed of yourselves. You don’t even stop to think about the damage or the pressure you had just caused her. She’s not just an item, she is a person. With what you lot just pulled I would say you lot aren’t good enough for her.” Dwalin said in rage. “Oh and you think you are?” Kili asked angrily. “Yes. If I had a lick of courage I would tell her right now that she is my One. That I knew she was my One the day she joined us on the journey. That there hasn’t been a day I don’t think about her.” Dwalin said.

“Dwalin?” You asked quietly. Dwalin froze at the sound of your voice. He didn’t expect you to be near him. He slowly turned in your direction. “Y/N, how much of that did you hear?” Dwalin asked nervously. “All of it.” You replied walking closer to Dwalin. Dwalin didn’t know what else to say. He’s a warrior that had no fear, until now. His biggest fear since meeting you has become the fear of rejection. “Dwalin, I don’t know when it had happened, but I had fallen for you. All this time I hadn’t said a word because I had feared that you didn’t feel the same.” You spoke quietly. Thorin smiled proudly from where he stood. Fili, Kili, Bilbo, and Nori was shocked at your announcement.

“Y/N, if you will. I would like to court you properly.” Dwalin said. He reached into his pocket before you could even answer him. He held a courting bead to you, to show you that he was serious. “I made this during our journey. I was hoping to ask you when I built up the courage.” Dwalin admitted. “I love it.” You told him happily. You took him by the hand to one of the benches. Everyone watched as Dwalin sat down on the bench and you sat down in front of him.

“By my beard. He’s finally asked.” Bofur said with a huge smile. Bombur and Bifur looked over and smiled. Ori began to sketch Dwalin braiding your hair. “You’re going to hand that to them once it’s done, right?” Dori asked Ori kindly. “Of course.” Ori replied with a smile. Balin smiled brightly at the scene before him. It was the moment he had been waiting for. Oin and Gloin couldn’t stop their smile when they looked up. Gimli clapped happily. You stood up once Dwalin had finished the braid. You gently moved your fingers along the braid and held the bead up to see it. “Tonight we celebrate.” Thorin said loudly. Everyone cheered loudly.

Dwalin never admitted that he was secretly thankful that Nori, Fili, Kili, and Bilbo made that bet. For if the four of them hadn’t have done that, he didn’t know how long it would have taken him to ask you. He courted you for a full year before he had finally wed you. Thorin treated it as if it was a royal wedding and had invited all of the Kingdoms. Either way the two of you were happy with how things turned out. The wedding also helped bring all of the Kingdoms together, even Thranduil had decided to come to an agreement with Thorin. For once Middle Earth had a happy ending that would also become a new beginning.

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Pairing: Vampire!BTS/ FemaleHuman!Reader

Warning: None!

A/N: Hi loves I am so grateful for all the love chapter 1 received! Now I have a question chapter 1 was a bit over 1000 words ( I know that doesn’t seem like a lot) and this one is around 680 words so I want to know if you guys prefer the longer (semi- longer) chapters or shorter chapters?! If you want to be on the taglist let me know! Enjoy!

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Your blood froze in your veins along with it your body honestly you didn’t know if one of the boys had immobilized your body at the moment it didn’t matter. All you could think about was how you were probably about to die.

“I-I was just on m-my way back to my home” you said nervously.

One of the boys chuckled from behind you but they didn’t say anything you didn’t know what that meant but for all you knew they could be planning the perfect way to drain your body of blood. You felt a gush of wind and one of them were in front of you, you had seen their faces before so you knew that it was Park Jimin the oldest of the younger three.

“Well little human why should we let you go I mean you just watched us murder someone on a day that we created were vampires aren’t allowed to kill humans so who’s to say that you won’t go and tell everyone that their kings just broke a rule” he said with smirk on his face

You quickly shook your head “No no I would never I understand that you need to eat so please let me go I won’t tell a single soul just please please let me go” the smirk left his face for a second before he started to laugh.

“What do you do for a living little human” he asked as he went to go lean against a wall.

“I clean homes for vampire’s sir” he nodded his head and looked at his lovers behind him it looked like they were talking you had heard about Vampires having telepathy but at this point you didn’t give a shit if they were talking or not you just wanted to go home and forget about this whole encounter.

The other two boys walked out from behind you and into your line of sight, their blood red eyes pierced into your soul and at that moment you actually feared for your life all of your past regrets came bubbling to the surface and you couldn’t help the tears that threatened to fall from your eyes.

Their eyebrows perked up in amusement “Why are you crying little human” Jeon Jungkook asked unimpressed

“I-I don’t want to die your majesty” Kim Taehyung chuckled “Who said we were going to kill you” your eyes widened in shock they weren’t going to kill you?! Than what were they going to do with you?

“You’re going to work for us little human” Park Jimin said as if he had read your mind he started to walk closer to you and his lovers “We have been short on staff because most of them are old and weak and are dying so we are going to spare your life and in return you will live and work at the castle full time for the rest of your life”.

You nodded your head in agreement “Thank you so much your majesties” you quickly bowed of course you didn’t want to do this who would want to work at a castle full of vampire for the rest of their life you were young and you had plans for your life but it was better than them killing you. “You start tomorrow one of our servants will come and pick you up in the morning, be ready” Jungkook said (the reason I kept on putting their last names with their first is because it is seen as a sign of respect in the story but it looks so weird to me lol).

You heard their steps as they walked past you when their steps grew further away you finally let out the breath that you had been holding you stood up and started running towards your home you had so much to do in such a short amount of time and the last thing you want to do was make the King’s angry you have heard about people making them irritated but none ever lived to tell about it.

“It’s going to be a long night” You said to yourself