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Todays reminder!

Have a quick snack

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IT WIŁŁ COME BAC₭ ⠀,, k.th

it’s a small world. you knew this, but you came to really believe it when you ran into an old classmate at the grocery store on a snowy vacation. how strange is that? even more so when he shows up once more at the door of your cabin, frozen from the cold and needing your help. ִֶָ. ´-

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𝖕airings ˒ yandere!taehyun 𝑥 reader

ℊ ; smut ˒ thriller ˒ yandere

𝖜arnings ˒ dubcon!!, baby trapping, dark & yandere themes, taehyun has a warped view of the world, doggy, rough sex, mentions of breeding, stalking, he’s slightly off putting, possessiveness & jealousy… duh!, hard dom!taehyun, nasty freaky stuff, corruption but like not conventionally?, unprotected sex, mentions of not taking birth control, creampie, biting and hickeys, obsession, DDNE please read these and decide for yourself if you’re comfortable reading! let me know if i’ve missed any tags.

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“Taehyun?”

The man turns around, brow pinched and eyes searching for who’d said his name. When those sharp, intelligent eyes land on you, familiarity passes over them. In the black, there’s a shine, and the shape of them softens into something else; something you’re more used to, on him.

“Hey,” he says. His arms are full of supplies and groceries. Knitting his strong brows together, he says, “What are you doing out here?”

You toss the chips you’d been grabbing before you noticed him into your cart. It falls with a crinkle down onto the mountain of other snacks just like it. You should probably pick up some real food, too. The others shouldn’t have made food your job. If it was up to you, the cabinets would be stuffed with an array of quick snacks. Cooking isn’t really your strong suit. 

“I’m gonna spend a few nights at a cabin here with some friends. We wanted to find some snow, since it never snows back home,” you say, and then you laugh at the absurdity of finding someone from your hometown all the way out here. What are the odds of that? Especially since everybody graduated and scattered out into their own moving lives. “What are you doing out here?”

He reaches up to push his glasses up his nose, an easy smile on his lips. The sight of it brings back memories.

Taehyun and you had not been the closest in high school. You were in different crowds, and he kept to his own anyway. But the few times you two did interact, by some assigned group project or an incidental brief exchanging of words, he was nice enough. 

He changed a lot, though. If someone were to ask you yesterday if you remember him from school, the image you would’ve imagined is at stark odds with the man standing  in front of you now. Where the long, lanky limbs and unsure demeanor of a boy once was, there is now all the confidence of a man. The angles of him are sharper, more defined and chiseled. And, his shoulders… He’s gotten broader, too. The butterflies in your belly are strange; It’s strange feeling like this over a man you might not have looked twice at years ago. He wasn’t ugly by any means, back then. You just… had an eye out for other things. Your palate was different.

He answers, “Touché.” Stepping back, he lets another customer push their cart through the gap between you. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you. What have you been up to? Back home for break? It seems like everybody from school moved on. It’s nice seeing someone from our class.”

It’s not an answer to your question, but the snow gear and thick jackets in his arms tell you enough. He’s seeking snow, too. Snow birding is really the only way that you might see snow, here. Snow really only ever comes to the mountain peaks. Speaking up over some storewide announcement that makes the bustle around you impossibly louder, you say, “Oh my god, right? That’s what I was just thinking.” You make your tone light—the kind of saturated sweetness that comes with small talk, all manufactured and stilted. It’s not necessarily awkward; you just are clumsy with this kind of conversation. You just ramble to fill the space. “I… Just have been working. Never went to school. Did I tell you that you look good? What have you been up to?”

For a moment, you think you see a glimpse of something… strange pass over his eyes. Something that makes you feel weird—one of those hair-rising feelings that you cannot explain, but feel innately to your core. A primal hunger being fed, a twitching of his lips, as though vindicated. It’s gone in nothing more than a blink of an eye, and barely even was there in the first place. You’ve got a mushy brain from driving all day, anyway. What a strange thing for your mind to make up, though.

“Nothing much. Work for me, too,” he says, shrugging. “Finally got the chance to get away from it, and decided to come out here.”

Another shopper comes shoving themselves between you. Clearly, your catching up is an obstruction on their very important, very urgent shopping trip. Taking the hint, you tell Taehyun, “I get it, believe me. But…” You gesture at your groceries. “I’ve gotta finish up shopping before everybody gets here. It was nice seeing you! I wish I could linger, really.”

He offers you an easy smile, letting his crossed arms fall away from his chest and shaking his head. “No big deal. I’ve got some stuff to pick up, too. Have a nice one, yeah? Don’t get caught in the blizzard, or anything.”

Snorting, you dip your head  goodbye and say, “I’ll try not to.”

❅

The hardwood floors creak beneath your flustered pacing. “Are you serious? How long is it gonna be?”

“I’m sorry? I didn’t expect someone to slash our fucking tires?” Your friend’s voice cuts in and out through the speakers, one of the few hollow sounds in the cabin. Aside from you and the decor, it’s empty. “I’m sorry that you’re stuck out there, but there’s nothing we can do. You’re going to have to wait it out for a few days. At least until we can get there.”

Gritting your teeth, you give her a tactful Okay, bye, and thumb the big red button. The sound of the call ending echoes, too. Curling your arms around yourself, the whole place feels big and haunting. The howling of whipping wind and snow against the windows doesn’t help.

Someone had slashed their tires, and now you’re going to be here alone. For days. If being alone wasn’t already making knots of your belly, that was. It’s startling: going out of your way to slash someone's tires, but making no attempts at stealing the car or anything in it. Either it’s personal, or somebody just wanted to ruin somebody else’s day. Both leave a sour taste in your mouth.

Your every limb goes rigid at a thump, and in the corner of your eye, there’s movement. When you whip your head to look fully in that direction, all that moves in the window is snow like haze and the trees bending in the same violent wind. Nothing but night and the storm.

Beside yourself, you inch toward the window to look closer. Tugging a thick, willowy curtain to one side, you do a scan.

Sat in the snow, dusting over with heavy white flakes as you look, are a pair of glasses. You are not stupid enough to go out and get a closer look. 

❅

With the fireplace roaring, the place doesn’t feel so empty. 

You waited all day for the snow to stop coming down so hard. If you’re going to be alone here for days, you want to go out and spend the daylight away around other people.

Really, you just don’t want to be in this cabin all by yourself. You have a bad feeling. It;s unfounded, maybe. But you do.

The snow does not stop falling, and the wind does not stop blowing it into thick piles. It’s everywhere: the whole entire yard is coating thick with it, and so is your car. Could you even drive away in this, if you needed to? Maybe after thirty minutes of plowing snow. You’ve at least kicked enough of it away from the porch to open the door.

At some point, hope for doing anything but toiling around in here dwindled away. With what embers of excitement for vacation you have left, you tugged on some knitted socks and played Christmas classics off your phone.

You’re still playing them as you decide to cook something up. You’re not the best cook, but what do you have to lose? It’ll only be you eating it. If it goes awry, you’ve still got snacks to make into a meal. 

The kitchen comes alive while you work. You tug out all the pots and pans that the cabin owners provide, clicking the stove on while you dance and hum along to the songs that you’d seemingly come out of the womb knowing. Pulling the fridge open to the song of Silver Bells, you decide on something ambitious and set ingredients out over the counters. 

You don’t even get to slicing before there’s a knock at the door. Three very solid, very resounding knocks. The knife makes a clattering sound as you let it drop to the cutting board.

There shouldn’t be anybody out here. Maybe your friends got the car up and running, and forgot to let you know. Your heart thrums a wild, crashing beat, as you swipe your phone up to shoot a quick text.

At the top of a screen, a text comes in from an unknown number. Your belly does a frantic swoop, a thousand different thoughts swarming and shoving to be the one at the forefront of your mind. 

+1 [678-999-8212]

Hey, it’s Taehyun.

+1 [678-999-8212]

I’m sorry if this is weird, but I’m the one who just knocked at your door. I wanted to hike up to my cabin but I’m lost as hell right now, and recognized your car outside

+1 [678-999-8212]

Thought it would be better to ask you for help instead of a random.

You take a moment to blink at the glow of the screen. Taehyun was the one knocking on your door? That both settles you and kicks up more questions. What are the odds that you both rented out cabins from the same people? The world is small; you’re reminded that a lot, these days. 

Sliding your phone into your back pocket, you head for the door. He’s got to be freezing. It’s coming down hard out there.

The door swings open to Taehyun’s face just as frost-glazed as you expected. His jaw chatters and his nose and cheeks are a deep, winter-pink. Despite it, his mouth pulls into a friendly smile—the kind that illustrates in the humorous corners that he is aware of the absurdity of his situation, as well. He keeps his hands tucked into his pockets, a thick winter jacket zipped up to the top dusted at the shoulders with fat snowflakes just the same as on top of his coal-black hair.

“Oh my god,” you say. A laugh seeps through the cracks. “I’ve got the fireplace going hot. Do you wanna come in? How long have you been out there?” Stepping to one side, you offer him entry into your home. Temporary home, that is. 

He tries to rein in the shivers, you can see it in the smile he’s got plastered on his face and the way he buzzes and trembles around the edges like the bitter cold is trying to push against his skin and escape him. “If it doesn’t bother you,” he says, stepping in past you. When he passes, thick in the air, he smells like smoke and the dark woods—it’s musky and familiar, but also haunting in the way that the wilder edges of a forest could be. 

He smells nice. Really nice. The kind of blend of manly musk and cologne that makes a woman look twice. It makes you look twice as he passes, at least.

Him standing there now, eyes roving over the cabin’s wood walls and the knitted blankets and the fire whispering from the living room, you realize how strange it is to be here with an old classmate that you haven’t seen for at least three years. How awkward it is. 

“It doesn’t bother me at all. You did scare me a bit, though,” you say, shooing the wispy chill away with a close of the door. “I’d rather you not freeze to death out there. It’s, like, ten degrees.” You tuck your arms across your chest. “What made you go hiking in this? It’s been nasty today. I haven’t even been able to leave.”

His cheek twitches with a dimple. Even back in school, you noticed that. Then, it’d fit right into his face. Now, it’s a delicious contrast against his angled face. “Sorry I scared you. I knew it’d be weird, but… Yeah, I was freezing out there. I seriously thought I was going to die.” Hair brushes over his eyes, their cunning and sharpness something that draws you in. Like two swirling, black pools of swirling water, they beckon you in a way that you can’t quite digest. “It wasn’t too bad down by the car, and I didn’t know there was a whole damn trail up here, so I… yeah. It got bad.”

Snorting, you nod. “I bet.” You’re not sure what else to say; your mind freezes over in an impermeable frost. You tap around with a pick to try and find words, but there’s no getting through it. You hardly know him. What do you talk about? What are you going to talk about, considering the fact that he’s no doubt going to be here for some time? Until it stops blizzarding so hard outside, at least. 

Charging through the tense moment with a brassiness that you do not remember him carrying back then, Taehyun nods a gesture toward the kitchen and the dinner you’d been in the middle of making. “Making something?” he says. The low, warm light of the cabin washes over him and make his face something cozier than it’d been standing frozen at your front door. It also makes a show of the angles of his cheek as it turns, and the tall line of his nose. Something on him is missing. You can’t capture the notion or put your finger on it, but somewhere in the depths of memory, you feel like there was something there that isn’t here with him now. Maybe it’s a different styling of his hair from the last time you saw him, wind-swept as it is now. Or maybe you’re just stir-crazy. 

“Yeah.” You nod, watching in place as he ventures into the kitchen. Narrowing your eyes down, you try to pinpoint the thought. Is it something small? A pair of earrings? “I was gonna cook up something warm for dinner, but I’m not the best cook. I don’t burn anything, but… it’s never great, you know?”

Taehyun tugs his jacket off his arms, and you confirm that it’s not a certain jacket or something. “I’ll help,” he says, discarding the heavy thing. “Make myself useful.”

“Oh!” you say, bringing your hands together in realization. “Are you not wearing your glasses? Holy shit, I’ve been staring at you thinking something was wrong, but I couldn’t tell what it was.” 

He furrows his brows, corners of his mouth twitching. The look passes over his face in nothing more than a split-second, before something else plasters over it. He crinkles his nose and says, “Huh. I didn’t even notice…” The knife you’d left to let him in glints as he picks it up to assume where you’d left off. “Didn’t you say that you were here with some friends? Is everybody asleep already?”

You trace the lines of his face where those brown glasses had rested the last time you’d seen him. He must’ve forgotten them in his cabin this morning, or something, before he went out. You grab a pot and fill it over the sink for noodles. “Actually, they all got caught up back home. It’s literally just me here for days. I’ve been so bored.” Over your shoulder, you add, “I’m just making some fettuccine and chicken.”

“Caught up?” he says, voice casual and occupied. The sound of the knife against the cutting board as he slices follow his words.

“Yeah. Someone messed their car up bad… Like, knife to the tires and the windows were smashed in all over the seats. It was fucking terrifying.” Clicking the stove on, you set the pot to boil. 

Taehyun doesn’t answer for a few minutes. You look over your shoulder and find him working in the chicken still. He answers, his eyes dragging up to you for a quick moment before making sure he doesn’t cut a finger off, “Did they steal anything?”

Turning to him fully as you wait for the water to bubble and turn over, you say, “That’s the weird thing. They didn’t steal or anything, they just fucked it up and… left.”

“Huh,” he says, furrowing his strong brow down at his working hands. “Yeah, that’s weird. That’s some personal shit. Maybe someone had a shit day.” The end comes out around a breathy laugh.

“Yeah, maybe.” You crack open the cardboard flaps and pour the noodles into the pot. “Still… scary.”

Taehyun takes over the cooking, and you’re happy to entrust dinner to him. He works diligently, and the sight of his back as he stirs and chops and seasons—it’s mouth-watering. This way, you can fully admire him as he does. You’re not much help, anyway. Instead, you just start the gentle hum of Christmas music once more and stay out of his way.

It’s nice to have somebody here. The howling of the wind and the echoing of your own movements back to you has started to become haunting. Maybe having Taehyun here is a bit unconventional, and it really should be your friends here with you, but having him here is the better outcome than some creep being the one knocking at your door. It’s nice to have him here in case that does happen, too.

It’s not like he’s bad company, or anything, either.

When the entirety of the cabin is full with the smell of warm dinner and your conversation, you swoop back in to offer help with something you can manage. Stepping beside him, indulging in his rich scent once more, you plate the dinner he’d made for you. Steam dances up from it and beckons your tastebuds. “You’re, like, a Michelin chef. What the hell? Thank you.”

He doesn’t answer, and in the corner of your eye, you catch his knuckles going white around the counter’s edge where he leans his weight into the arm. Frowning, you go to look up at him.

It leaves his face when you catch it, but you find him looking down at you… different again. Darker, as though the pupils at the center have grown hungry and eaten up the chocolate there. You think you see his jaw tightening and a hard swallow bobbing in his throat, too. His face is so close like this, you can see the plush turn to his lips and the darkness beneath his eyes, and even the chap of his lips.

Flustering, you take a step back and do your work there. You’d stepped way too close to him. Does he think you’re weird? You’ve always been the type with a scarce personal bubble; you forget that others don’t work the same.

“It’s nothing much,” he finally says. It’s cool and collected once more. “I make this all the time. It’s one of my favorites.”

Handing him his plateful, the chicken glistening with glaze and the noodles a swirl of cream and garnish, you say, “You’ll have to write down the recipe for me, or something. I totally want to make it for myself.”

Accepting it with another easy grin, he says, “Yeah, sure.” He forks a bit of chicken off the plate.

The smile does not reach his eyes.

❅

The longer you look at it, the worse the feeling gets.  Black and scrawled in wobbling lines, jagged and dark in places where he’d gone over a line a few times, you just… feel like you’ve seen it all before. It’s a smokey, tainted memory, far-off and obscured no matter how you squint your eyes.

Why do you remember it? Why does the sight of it crawl like dread under your skin and wilt? Sure, you went to school with Taehyun, but you don’t really think recognizing his handwriting should feel like this. Who even pays attention to the handwriting of somebody you interacted with once or twice, anyway?

God. You are dramatic. You kick your legs out of the comforter, swelteringly thick and quilted with a gaudy winter pattern of reds and browns and whites, and fold up the paper to place it on the darkwood bedside table.

The click of you flicking the white switch on echoes off the bathroom’s tiled walls. You reach for your toothbrush on the counter, and then the world goes dark around you.

You freeze, eyes frantically blinking and straining against the blackness to adjust. The power had gone out. There’s a few beats of you stricken in place, toothbrush in hand, thrown for a loop.

Then, the whole cabin goes out as the power to the heater dies, too. You swear. 

Your journey down the hallway is a stumbling of legs and the grooves of the wood-paneled walls against your fingertips. It’s the pitch black of night out here, too. The only thing you can see is the static that fills up the gaps when it’s dark. “Taehyun?” you say. Is he asleep already? You don’t even know where the room he’d taken for the night is, relative to where you are now.

Nothing answers you for a few moments, and then from an opening door, light floods like a miracle. The shape of him, the light from his phone’s flashlight just enough to dimly illuminate his features, comforts you. His hair is ruffled, like he’d just drug himself from bed.

“Power went out,” he says. It’s awfully loud, now that you two are the only sounds in here. 

“Yeah, I think I just had a little heart attack. I was up brushing my teeth.” Why hadn’t you thought to use your phone’s light? “The heater… We’re gonna freeze to death. Do you think they have a generator, or something? The fireplace doesn’t really do much…”

He features glow in as he moves the phone. “Mine didn’t. It’s fine, my room’s got a fireplace in it. We can close the door and get it warm in there.”

“Better than nothing,” you say, shrugging and following him in.

You plop on his bed, the surface of it cold and plush, while he works on kindling a fire. “This is, like, nowhere near where I thought I’d be for vacation.”

He readjusts the logs, dry and perfect for burning, into a point. Poking and prodding, Taehyun says, “Not having fun?”

You snort at the dry and flat delivery. “Friends haven’t even gotten back to me, I’m snowed in, and I’m locked in here with a total stranger.” You draw out the last word as a joke, your smile painting the tone playful, but it’s the truth. You don’t know Taehyun one bit. It’s just as strange and unpredictable as the other things on the list of things that have gone awry. “I guess I had a good dinner, so I can’t be complaining too much.”

Curling up to his full height, he takes a knee and settles into the bed beside you. “Make some room for this stranger, won’t you? We should probably try to use our body heat.”

Laughing, you go to say something to rift off his joke. It dies in your throat when he doesn’t join you. In an awkward sort of panic, you wince and say, “Yeah, it’s cold as hell. We’re gonna freeze to death in our sleep.”

And, ridiculously, you crawl under the covers. You don’t know why you do it; maybe it’s because he’s completely serious and watching you, or maybe because it’s true that you might actually get so cold in your sleep that you die if you don’t. Either way, you do. You don’t know which way to settle: facing him or with your back turned to him. Both are strange, but which is stranger?

Facing him, you decide that turning your back to him just doesn’t settle in your soul right.

“Weird night,” he says, sliding himself under the blanket’s covering. The same blanket that you lay in. “But…” he says, eyes flickering over you laid there. He looks as though he’s going to say something else, but he decides against it. “Good night.”

He does you a favor and turns his back to you.

❅

Night still holds the world in its claws when your eyes flutter open.

You shift to try and find that perfect position that’ll lull you back into sleep, slipping your legs over the sheets and shifting your cheek against your arm and wiggling your hips against the solid pressure behind you.

The pressure behind you. Stilling, your eyes fly open.

The weight of Taehyun behind you, his chest rising and falling, and the warmth of him, pierce through sleep’s haze like a white-hot knife. You’re all the way on his side of the bed, pressing your bottom into him. Shame creeps its wicked way from your chest and then out through your skin, blazing the skin of your cheeks. You push up on an elbow to scoot back to your side of the bed as slow and covertly as you can manage.

Fingers like teeth, biting the skin of your waist, stop you. Your heart jumps.

“Don’t move.” Taehyun’s breath and words curl out over the juncture of your neck like a chill. He lets you sit in that for a moment, your heart thumping like a frightened bird in a cage, before he says, “It’s weird. Weird that when I suggested you sleep in my bed, you looked so nervous. But, look where you are now.”

Your voice comes out strangled. “I’m sorry.”

When his palm slides down from your waist to brush over your belly, you begin to think that it’s not an apology that he wants. Your stomach does untamed dips and rolls. It’d been the cold that you were afraid of, but now it’s the blistering heat that blooms where his touch goes that grips you. 

“That didn’t take very long.”  Like a trail of growing, raging fire, he takes that hand and brings it down the lengths of your body. Over your hip, and then down the supple curve of your ass, and then down the back of your thighs, where he toys with the notion of slipping it between the seam there. “It never did take much for you to give those men your body. Give them what was mine. Don’t worry, I’ll make it right. I’ll make you right.”

Your mind turns over itself, a thousand stray, blinding thoughts bursting at the seams and all asking for your attention. You don’t know which to start with; you don’t have the slightest clue what he means. Asking any of them out loud seems absurd, and the notion crumbles to dust when he brings his arm down your front to cup your heat.

“Face in the bed, ass up.” He commands it in your ear like ice: absolute and biting. “It’s how you like it, isn’t it?”

Doggy is how you like it. You don’t know how Taehyun would know that. What you do know, though, is the way the simple words kindle hungry fire in your cunt. Dragging yourself from the heat of the mattress in a bleary, glazed-over mess of limbs, you paint yourself into an obscene picture: your cheek presses into the mattress, blazing with disbelief, your eyes wide and gone and the mess of your hair obscuring them, and your back the delicate arch of sex and sinfulness as you display your ass high in the air for him.

When you look at him to see how he likes it, you don’t find the man that you saw in the grocery store, nor the man that you let into your cabin. The look you find, vacant and overflowing with an untamed hunger, raises the hair on your skin. It’s off. 

“Taehyun,” you say. It’s really just to speak—you don’t have words. 

He runs a hand down the curve of your back. His voice comes from behind you, now. “This should’ve been just mine. But you never did look my way, did you?” Your body jumps when his hands find your hips and the fabric in the way of your skin there. Hooking his thumbs under both the waistband of your bottoms and your panties, he drags them down your thighs in a slow crawl. Each inch of blazing skin bared to the air tingles against the cold and under his gaze as you feel his eyes eat it up. 

That’s what his eyes do: they eat and they eat, taking up the space around them like ever-hungry blackholes until there is nothing but their absence of light and their heaviness. That was the pull you remember in the store—a force like gravity beckoning a perverse finger at you and leaving you nowhere to go but toward him.

He pulls the fabric until it’s bunched at your knees. Prodding a finger, just the very end of it, at your hole. You flutter around it, belly turning. “Why didn’t you look my way?” he asks. The rustling of him working on his pants has you twitching and shifting hot against the covers. 

“I don’t know what you mean.” You’re only able to choke out the words, heart jumping up into your throat as he takes his hand up your back, pins and needles following his path and pushes your head into the mattress by the back of the neck.

Breath hot over your cheek, he says, “Is this what you want? To be fucked like an animal?” You know he means the position. Your mouth goes dry. “You’re better than that. But, if it’s what you like, I’ll fuck you like it.”

You have a thought. It’s fleeting and fuzzy like the rest of your mind, but you catch it just long enough to turn it over once. When you’d seen Taehyun, you were struck by how he looked more like the kind of guy you might go after than the lanky, off-putting one you remember. And, now he’s set on how you like to get fucked.

The tip of his cock at your entrance sends the thought to smoke and the aftermath clogs your cognitive function. Your mouth falls open as he presses some inches in, slow and enriching. But then he pulls the slight length out to collect some slick and tap his cockhead to your clit. You jolt against the sheets.

When he slides back in this time, he makes sure to brush your hair out of your face to watch every last inch of you taking him reflected in the furrowing of your brows and the glassiness of your eyes and the pink of your cheeks.

He stills when he reaches the hilt, his hips flush to your ass, his shadow falling over you as he leans to bring his ear to your mouth. “You should’ve looked my way. Things could’ve been so different. It’s okay—I’ll make you realize. I know who you really are. I’ll wash this all away and clean you up and make you good again.”

He doesn’t leave space for words or thought. Not enough for you to taste the rust like rot over his iron words. Planting his heels on the bed and shoving your face further into the bed, he starts his hips in a rhythm that has your breaths stuttering and achy wines clawing out from the prison of your chest. He does not move precisely, nor is the bucking of his hips pointed, but it’s a crashing sort of ruin. It doesn’t matter if he finds that spot inside of you. He’s going to consume your every sense: he steals the taste in your mouth and replaces it with himself, steals your hearing with his pants and grunts, steals your sight as his cock twists your insides up, and steals your ability to feel anything but him. He steals your breath, too. Just as a wicked little souvenir. 

“Hhh—fuck, Taehyun, holy shit,” you say. A procession of crude and mewled cries come tumbling out your mouth after your words. No matter now you filter your sounds to try and maintain your decency, he just drags them from you anyway. 

Bringing his hand up to splay his hand over the entirety of the back of your head rather than the delicate back of your neck, he grits out, “Filthy-fucking-mouth.” He punctuates the words with a hollow smack of his skin against your ass. It’s the sound of sex incarnate—your skin burns hearing it clashing against the rest of your debased sounds. “And it’s just for me, now. Isn’t that fucking great? None of those vile pigs are gonna touch what’s mine again. Not after this. You—” His voice tightens when a certain spot he nudges in your cunt sends it clinging to him and sucking him back in at every return. “You were really testing the limits to my patience. Do you know that?” He drags his hand over your face, smearing obscenity over you with just his tainted touch. “Of course you fucking don’t. You don’t notice shit. It’s why you let this world walk all over you. It’s why you need me.”

As hard and fast as he fucks you, he doesn’t exchange full strokes for it. He pulls completely out of you each time he snaps his hips back, and then meets your ass in burning collisions when he slips his cock right back into you. You struggle for breath, trying to feed your oxygen-starved brain to contend with his snarled preaching. Never once do you catch a full chest of air, though. It turns your thoughts liquid, stupid and simple. “Taehyun—Taehyun,” you say, throat tight. The sheets are stifling against your clammy skin, and the hair around your neck is damp. You take fistfuls of the bunches fabric and his other hand on your hip to ground yourself. 

You are beyond grounding. All that floats in your head, one bare thought, is the beginnings of terrifying tightness in your lower belly. Only the sharpest things shove through the shadow permeating your mind. Nip. Bite. He drags his teeth over the soft curves of your shoulders and the expanse of your back. Anywhere he can reach, really. His mouth paints you in aching splotches—the kind that will speak of him should anybody other see your body. The kind that speaks already of who they belong to. You eyes and throat burn.

Taehyun brings that hand he’d been molding into the fat of your hip and curls the muscle-corder forearm across both of your hip bones. A bar. A cage. His solid chest works similarly as he blankets himself over you, speaking into your wild tousle of hair. “Fuck–Gonna cum now.” The friction of his cock against your walls becomes something more unpredictable. The tightening of that knot, just on the verge of a snap that might reverberate through you and crush you into nothing more than bitten flesh and eroded virtue, sits on the horizon. It’s a terrifying thing to be rushing toward. “A—and then they’ll realize that you’re mine. They’ll never put their goddamn hands on you again. Not when your body will have me written all over it.” You can hear the tightness of his gritted jaw, the words seething like black, festering corruption. They fall over your skin and taint you, too. No longer do you shake and tremble against him with innocent little squeaks. Gilt with his words as he speaks them, your body stiffens and your cries go hoarse and pitiful. You try not to think about how you sound. “Isn’t it so good? We’re perfect together. You’re perfect underneath me. Do you know how many—how many times I fucked my fist thinking about you like this? All I ever wanted was for you to realize that we are so much better than the rest of them. It’s always meant to be us. Why did you let them touch you? Dirty your skin?”

All you manage is a heaved cry. He pins you to the mattress and begins fucking you into it. In the black of your eyelids, you watch purity go to dust.

“Take my load, baby. Stay still,” he says. His voice goes soft, like whispers. Like he’s gotten everything he’s wanted, now. 

You squirm beneath the weight of him, hips reining against the arm he holds you there by the hips with. Alarm bells ring, booming and thunderous, but in this state of mind, they sound like the music of climax. To the beat of the bells and his hips, blazing through your reddened bottom and your utter inability to breathe, you go tumbling toward that terrifying release. 

Taehyun’s steadfast pace stutters. “It’s okay,” he tells you, clearing your clammy face of hair once more. His face is right in yours, his eyes heavy and consumptive. “Just let it happen. I’m gonna breed you up, and then it’ll be forever. We’ll be forever. Can’t let you get away again. Not when I’ve got you now. I need you to take it. Can you do that for me?”

Managing one last mhm, all your sounds catch in your throat. You stop meeting halfway, muscles twisting and turning and raging against the profound, terrible wash of it. Eyes flying open, your cunt clings to him, insides fluttering and rippling in a way that begins delightfully, but toes the line of dreadful as his cock continues to tighten them further. Lightning strikes from your core, crawling and crackling from it. It moves your thighs, convulsing them in tandem with the same release wreaking havoc in your stomach.

Cursing low in your ear, he fucks you frantically, fingers planted on your hips. His cock twitches against you a few times, and then the arm he’s supporting himself on collapses down to the elbow and he’s pinning you and shooting white-hot cum right into you. Your shoulder takes the imprint of his cheek as he nips the shoulder he hangs over. His hips twitch, rolling to ride out his high with deep, chesty groans, and then jumping up to spurt a little bit more into you. His panted breaths fall against your skin like fire. 

You blink bleariness away from your eyes. For a few long minutes, that’s all you do. Your chest races so much so that you feel the pulse in your neck and the thumping of it where it rests. Your insides are liquid and intangible, blood slow just as slow as your thoughts.

When reality seeps back through your veins, though, Taehyun’s tugging his chest from your sweaty meeting of bodies. His fingers dig right into the reddened skin where his hips had abused your bottom to hold you open. To view you, and the slow oozing of his seed from your hole. The weight of his gaze sends you fluttering. With the movement of your hole, more of the hot and thickness comes seeping out, slow like molten passion down the shape of your slit and then over your clit and then dripping down onto the bed from you.

The feel of it has you swallowing hard. Holy shit, you are stupid. So painfully stupid. So, you’re just letting men cum inside while you’re not on birth control, now? Ones that you haven’t seen since school? Ones that talk like… that?

Tapping your thigh and pressing a hot kiss to your outer hip, Taehyun says, “I’m gonna go check the breakers. You take it easy here for a second.”

Whiplashed, you nod. There goes that pristine, normal mask again. You watch him go, heaving yourself up from the nasty bedding to be greeted by the musk of sex humid in the air. You think a thousand little thoughts, watching the wall as you go far away in your mind.

Everything that he said… That was not just a little weird, or a little kinky. It was bone-chilling. The taste in your mouth, still tainted by him, sours.

You pull out your phone. Pressing it to your ear, your blood runs sluggish still. 

The cabin owner’s voice comes staticky through the speakers, asking you what you need help with. You ask about the power outage and where the breaker might be, debriefing him on Taehyun ending up here because he wasn’t able to make it to his own cabin, and how you think that the storm outside might be why the power’s gone out.

The cabin owner’s answer makes you pale.

It’s not a crashing realization. Not a thundering storm reaching its climax, nor a firework plasma and explosive at its center but flashy as it sparkles, nor a searing knife to the gut. It’s a slow, dreadful feeling, sinking to the depths of the ocean with a weight around your ankle and the realization that there is no getting back to the surface. It is drowning with water in your lungs, knowing that you swallowed that water down. 

You know why you recognize that hand writing, and you know why Taehyun was missing his glasses, and you know why he had your number even though you have no connections, and you know why he was able to find your cabin by your car despite never having seen it, and you know why your friends never made it here. He, long and spindly legged, the spider, did not even panic when you grazed by the hints toward what he really was. You were all ready in his web, anyway. All he had to do was wait it out and watch you, caught, oblivious, squirm. And, squirm you did.

“What other cabin?” 

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[deathdetermineslife]

f/ovember ask game ~

♥️ - what's your absolute most favorite thing about s/i, if you had to narrow it down to one thing.

🐍 - if you two could own any pet, which pet would you own? is there any mythological pets or pets that are illegal to own where you live that you would like?

🕷️ - are either of you afraid of insects? who kills the spiders when one of you is scared? otherwise, who lets them out of the house?

⭐ - do either of you believe in zodiac signs? do you think your and s/is are compatible?

🌹 - what flower do you associate with s/i? if they were a field of flowers, what flowers would they be?

🌲 - do you have a favorite place to go with s/i? why Is it your favorite?

🐦‍⬛ - if you and s/i were birds, what kind of birds do you think you would be?

🌙 - do you like the nighttime? would you consider yourself a night owl? how about s/i?

🍒 - do you bake? do you and s/i bake together? do you have a go-to treat to make?

🐸 - ignoring s/is favorite animal, whats an animal that you associate with them?

🐈‍⬛ - do you prefer cats or dogs? is there any reason why?

⚜️ - have you and s/i ever traveled together before? is there anywhere you would like to take s/i?

🎀 - do you have a favorite outfit that s/i wears? what does it look like? do you ever help them pick out outfits?

🥬 - what's a meal, snack, or drink you introduced to s/i that they like? whats one that they introduced to you?

🖤 - has s/i ever told you a specific style of clothing that would look nice on you? what kind?

🐤 - would you and s/i ever live on a farm? what animals would you have? if you already do, what animals do you have currently?

🎈 - how do you like to celebrate s/i's birthday?

🌱 - do you like gardening? if so, what do you plant? and if you don't garden, whats something you would like to plant?

♣️ - do you ever play card games with s/i? do you have a favorite?

🐠 - do you like the ocean? do you have a favorite sea creature?

🖍️ - do you have a fun/silly pastime you like to engage in with s/i? what is it?

🍵 - do you ever make s/i tea or coffee? what kind? if you don't make them tea or coffee, is there something else you make for them? like hot chocolate?

✒️ - do you write s/i letters? or does s/i write you letters? both?

💛 - if you didnt know s/i, what would you guess their favorite color is?

💄 - what does a morning with you and s/i look like? do you have a routine, anything you two do together to get ready?

☘️ - do you have any superstitions? and quirks you do to follow those superstitions? (i.e, ringing bells before you leave the house to ask the spirits to watch over your home, knocking on wood to bring good luck, not opening umbrellas indoors, things like that.)

🎧 - is there any music that s/i listens to that youve started to like?

🌼 - do you give s/i flowers? how often do you give them flowers? what kind?

🍎 - is s/i picky? are you picky? if you go out to eat with s/i, is there any food you or they put on the others plate that you wont eat? (giving someone the pickles off of their burger, croutons off of their salad)

📗 - do you journal? what do you journal about? does s/i journal? have they ever let you read what they write?

🕸️ - do you like horror movies? does s/i like them? do you watch them together?

☀️ - how do you feel about the summertime?

feel free to use however you would like!!! please practice reblog karma and send an ask to someone if you reblog!!! I'm sure they would love some asks! feel free to send me some, as well, if you so choose.

[miyamiwu]

Xia Fei is a green tea bitch (and I love him for it)

But first, a definition from Baidu:

Green tea bitch (绿茶婊, lǜ chá biǎo) = internet slang that initially referred to young models who appear pure and innocent but are actually materialistic and would use their looks to climb the social ladder. Over time, it evolved to also describe those who put on a no-makeup makeup look but claiming it’s natural. Their defining trait is pretending to be harmless, to appear as if they’re broken inside but no one can tell, and looking sickly but serene—all the while actually harboring ambitions greater than anyone else.

WAIT! Stay with me—I’m not saying Xia Fei slept his way to the top. Green tea is more of a vibe. I don’t really know how to explain it. It’s just something you’ll naturally understand after encountering them several times in media. I’ll just show several examples of Xia Fei being green tea to show my point.

My belief in green tea!Xia Fei started from this:

Xia Fei once again acted as an interpreter for Vein. The first time this happened was in YE4, when he was about to explain something to CXS after Vein said he looked tasty.

At first, I just found it really cute that Xia Fei knows his laoban so well that he can act as his interpreter, but then it hit me—

In the finale, how exactly did he know that Vein intended ShiGuang to be his substitute partners in the photoshoot? ShiGuang’s visit was sudden, and their request was even more unexpected. He and Vein weren’t really given the time to discuss it and come to an agreement with what to do.

Sure, XF could’ve inferred that Vein’s “serve me” and “pay with your body” translate to “work as a model.” But where he did get the translation “work as a model with Xia Fei”? Why is he including himself in the translation? Vein never mentioned his name once during the conversation.

We know Xia Fei is brazen with Vein, but he’s still an employee after all, a part-timer even. Can he just manage other people’s work arrangements like this? Not to mention, he’s making ShiGuang work with him. A part-timer saying that two guys are being recruited as models still sounds normal… but automatically assuming (and declaring) that those new guys are going to help him in his job before the boss even says anything? No matter how close Xia Fei is with Vein, considering the boss-employee relationship between them, it doesn’t sound right.

So, I thought… Is Xia Fei really relaying Vein’s meaning? Or is he actually enforcing his own meanings on Vein’s words?

And Vein…just lets him. (“Felix always does whatever he wants.”)

How green tea!Xia Fei could be real

First Appearance

Xia Fei’s first appearance in the show just reeks of green tea. Heck, a tea room was even mentioned:

In this scene, he was openly whining to a coworker about how his boss won’t let him eat snacks. And okay, employees complaining about their boss is normal. But the way Xia Fei worded it is soooo not professional:

“If he catches me sneaking food again.”

It’s as if Vein is personally watching over his food intake. Bitch, how??? Vein was barely in Yingdu. His plane just fucking landed. How is he catching you???

Xia Fei wasn’t just whining in this scene. He was flaunting his closeness with Vein. Green tea energy 🍵🔥

And this is how the show is introducing him to us. They’re not showing us his silly or serious sides first. Of all aspects of his character, they chose to show us this.

The Elevator Scene

Unlike some people, I only go for the best, whether it’s a project or a connection. Isn’t that right, boss?

....Why did he say that?

No, no, the real question is: How could he say that while on the call with Vein???

The allegation being true or not doesn’t matter. What matters is that he did not deny it. In fact, he even fucking owned it, but with some corrections: “I’m not sleeping with that 60-year old guy. Unlike you guys, I only go for the best, like my boss. Right, boss?”

What the fuck.

(Related post: my understanding of those women’s gossip)

If he had said such words without Vein listening in, I could’ve just interpreted it as him making up stuff so he can snipe at those women. But no! Vein heard everything he said. Vein, who hates lies, heard his Felix implying that he was sleeping with him, the boss.

And all these in a censored Chinese show???

Once again. What the fuck.

Green tea energy 🍵🔥

Xia Fei pairing himself with Vein

In CMedia, the green tea bitch is usually a woman who likes the male lead but dares not confess. Instead, she just tries to keep others away from the ML. When she sees the ML showing interest in the protagonist or anyone else, she would then “casually” display how close she is with ML either as a way of marking her claim over him or to make the protagonist feel that the ML’s actions for her are nothing special because he does it for everyone else.

(Think Kurumi from Kimi ni Todoke trying to make Kazehaya “everyone’s Kazehaya.” That girl is classic green tea.)

The green tea would do this by mentioning, often in a whiny tone, the stuff ML has done for them (“He’s always watching my food intake, he’s so annoying”) or by deliberately showcasing her deep understanding of the ML (“Actually, what laoban meant…”).

With these in mind, we can recontextualize this scene as Xia Fei being green tea 🍵🔥:

The framing here has struck me since I first saw it… The way Xia Fei moved to Vein’s side (putting them in one group), leaving Cheng Xiaoshi (whom Vein just complimented for looking tasty) across them, separate from them, and barely in frame.

I could be overthinking it, but if this were in any other genre, this would be a classic green tea move 😂

There are just too many nods on Xia Fei being more than what he seems

The bus Xia Fei is riding on in the OP contains the words “Look Carefully.”

These are the same words on this art by Yuyu:

(Yuyu is the animation director who posted that “See You Later” art and practice animation featuring Vein and Xia Fei)

In YE6, Jack also warned Cheng Xiaoshi about Xia Fei:

“He’s not as innocent as he looks.”

Oh, and I think it was definitely Xia Fei who tattled to his laoban that Jack released company secrets. After all, Xia Fei’s loyalty to Vein is unquestionable.

Liu Xiao also has something to say:

“If you know each other’s true colors…”

Finally, Lu Guang has always been wary of Xia Fei:

As he should. After all, Xia Fei is so close with the man who killed Cheng Xiaoshi in previous timelines.

(I also believe that Lu Guang never genuinely thought of Xia Fei as his friend, unlike Xia Fei does for him and CXS.)

Conclusion

Let’s go back to the original definition of a green tea bitch:

Green tea bitch (绿茶婊, lǜ chá biǎo) = internet slang that initially referred to young 1.models who appear 2.pure and innocent but are actually 3.materialistic and would use their 4.looks to 5.climb the social ladder. Over time, it evolved to also describe those who put on a no-makeup makeup look but claiming it’s natural. Their defining trait is 6.pretending to be harmless, to appear as if they’re broken inside but no one can tell, and looking sickly but serene—all the while actually harboring 7.ambitions greater than anyone else.

Xia Fei is a model.

Jack says he only appears innocent.

His character profile states that he likes money.

He has the looks.

He did not deny the sleeping his way to the top allegations (re: elevator scene).

He may be narcissistic (This is more apparent in his Rent a Shell PV, and Director Li has stated that the character PVs are a closer representation of what the antagonists are actually like because in Yingdu they are restrained)

Now, all we’re missing is the ambition aspect. What does Xia Fei desire the most? Or rather, who—

It’s Vein.

Vein is his ambition.

He cares about his laoban a whole lot that he’s vowed to uncover the truth behind his death no matter how bizarre it may be.

Xia Fei may be green tea, but it’s all to get closer to Vein. If he indeed slept with Vein (it’s already heavily implied), then it’s not for him to gain fame or status, as a traditional green tea bitch would. It’s simply to be with Vein.

If he’s stepping on others to get to the top (as many characters have hinted), then that’s because Vein is at the top. And he needed to reach him.

Xia Fei is green tea, and I love him for it.

[candycryptids]

Eorzea Eats! Food themed questions !

🧋(Boba Tea) It's summer! Whats your OC's favorite COLD treat (or drink!) to beat the heat?

🍵 (Green Tea) It's winter! What's your OC's favorite WARM treat (or drink!) to shake off the chill?

🍞 (Bread) Opinion on Archon Loaf?

🍳 (Fried Egg) Can your OC cook, and do they like to cook for others if they do?

🥡 (Takeout Box) Does your Oc have a go-to 'easy meal' for when the days just been crap and there's no energy to cook something hard? (Or do they get take-out?)

🍿 (Popcorn) Your Oc is traveling! What are they packing to snack on on the way?

🥩 (Steak) What's the best meal to make to win your OC over (I.e. what's their favorite dish?)

🥂 (Wine Toast) Is your OC someone who prefers the same foods they know they like, or are they someone who wants to try everything at least once?

🥄 (Spoon) your Oc's Favorite kind of Cuisine ?

🍅 (Tomato) What’s a food your OC just can’t get into liking? They don’t hate it they’re just really blah about it

🥫 (Soup) Your OC is feeling under the weather (sick, allergies, just hurt, whatever) what's their feel-better meal?

🥒 (Cucumber) Is your oc the pickle Haver or the pickle giver. Who is their counterpart(if they have one)

🧈 (Butter) If your oc had to pick one thing to eat for the rest of their life what would it be? (Or alternatively what’s your ocs last meal??)

🍰 (Cake) there's only one slice/piece of (your Oc's favorite desert) but someone else wants it ! FIGHT? SHARE? RETREAT?

🍱 (Bento) How big is your ocs stomach?(Can they put away a lot of food? Do they have an extra stomach for dessert- or something else?)

🥔 (Potato) What's your OC's Carb of choice? (Like- Noodle, Rice, Bread, Potato, Tortilla/Flatbread?)

🍙 (Riceball) Does your OC have a favorite Seasonal or Regional food?

🫑 (Bell Pepper) Is there a food that your OC just doesn't like that everyone else seems to really love?

🧀 (Cheese) Does your OC have any allergies, intolerances, or eating lifestyle (like being Lactose Intolerant, Vegetarian, Vegan, Etc?) is it restrictive or voluntary? If they have an intolerance, do they try to avoid the foods, or do they suffer the consequences for what they want to eat anyways?

🍬 (Candy) Does your OC prefer Sweet, Spicy, or Savory foods?

🦴 (Bone) Are there any 'weird' foods your OC either likes, or wants to try? (Like, say, Namazu fillet or Moogle Pom Sauté)

[milkzoro]

hes got the munchies and he’s super horny! mdni

monkey d luffy // cunnlingus & backshots

✩°𓏲⋆🌿. ⋆⸜ 🍵✮˚

after scouring up all the snacks in the kitchen and helping yourselves, he feels it, the growing pain of his cock being restricted in his little pants. he slowly stoped eating his chunk of food to look at you with even more hunger in his gaze.

he doesn’t stop his eyes from darting from your hips to your face, he craves you so bad that he can’t help but shamelessly rub his cock through his shorts—his eyes hung low and shaky breaths escaped his lips as he unapologetically did so.

“luffy? i can see you you know.” you peered at him and giggled while continuing to snack on your pastry. everything seemed so funny in the moment.

as shaky breathes left his parted lips, he slowly dropped his hand back down to rest at his sides.

he reached for you. “yea. can’t help it peach, you look so tasty.”

you couldn’t stop giggling. “you could’ve just said soooo, you look tasty too.”

you abandoned your tasty treat and walked over to your other tasty treat, but this one seemed more appealing, his soft rosy cheeks and furrowed eyebrows, you had to help him out. after leaving your spot in the kitchen, your hands held onto his cheeks to give him lots of wet kisses everywhere. while in the kiss, you positioned your thighs in a way that slightly teased the bulge in his pants. you can feel him go wild, rutting his hips into your clothed leg.

he wraps around you tightly, pulling you deeper against him as he humps you like a puppy. the relief is enough to make him cum be he needs a taste of you, he was so starved after all.

he detached himself and lifted you up to sit on the edge of the kitchen table, pulling down your jeans and panties in the process.

he stared in awe for a moment before fully diving in, licking fat stripes on your cunt. your lips fell open with pleasure—trembling deeply between your thighs—you had to grip the edge of the counter to hold yourself up. “hold still y/n i don’t wanna have ta chase you.” he’s on his knees and between your legs admiring the slick glistening on your pretty pussy.

his tongue worked at your clit and he nipped along the inside of your thighs, leaving trails of spit everywhere.

he hummed against you, locking his rubbery arms around your legs as he suffocated himself, “does it feel good, peach?? cause oh my fucking i could just eat ya for hours.” he was getting restless beneath you, accidentally shaking the cabinet as he thrusts against them to try and find some friction down there.

“hahhhh ah yes! yes lu…..” your nails grazed his locks, scratching and pulling softly at his thick strands. “your tongue feels ah! s-so good baby boy~” just as your words left your lips, you felt two of his fingers slip inside. he slurped and pumped his digits steadily, stroking the inside of your pillowy walls. convolutions of pleasure made your body twitch against his soft tongue.

your were nearing your orgasm. his soft lips molded perfectly against your clit and folds as he kissed them, keeping a steady pace to get you to come on his tongue.

“you gonna cum yet baby? tell me, am i eatin ya good enough?”

you griped his hair harder to ride his face, his powerful tongue flicked against your clit once he felt you clench tightly around his fingers, he curled them up and swirled around you simultaneously to get you to come undone.

waves of ecstasy flood your system, moaning and grinding against him as you let go.

“baby! oh my god lu! im coming, ahhhah!”

he wiped the slick from his face with the back of his hand before hungrily hoisting you down from the counter and carrying you to his bed.

he held you over his shoulders, ass up and face toward the floor, you couldn’t see him but you knew he had his big typical grin plastered on his face as he carried you like a doll. “cmon we’re not done yet! s’mine turn y/n!”

he tossed you on the bed with care, hovering over your limp body as he undid the buttons of his shorts. the gray fabric underneath them were stained with his precum. once fully undressed, he squeezed the base of his heavy cock as he held your gaze. “turn over y/n, wanna hit you deep, so deep that you’re drooling and screaming my name.”

you followed his orders, flipping over and positioning yourself in a way where your ass was sticking up in the air for him—you could feel the cold sea air hit the slick of your dripping cunt. one of luffy’s strong hands cupped the small of your waist making your arch more extreme. his other hand held your ass, using his thumb to stoke up and down your wet pussy. he squeezed the skin hard and pushed in his thumb, you cried from overstimulation in the pillows below you. “lu- luffy~”

“holy shit, peach! you’re so wet! let me get one more taste!” you heard him muffle a giggle and him shift behind you. you weren’t expecting it, but he quickly removed him thumb and gripped both sides of your plush ass with strong fingers—he dipped his head down to meet with your needy cunt. taking only one fat lick from your clit to your entrance, poking his tongue in swiftly before slurping you one last time. you gripped the sheets as he did so, your hole tightening as you cried for him.

“luffy stop! aghh stop t-teasing!”

“mmm i know peach, but are you ready? i don’t think i’ll be able to stop myself from fucking this pretty cunt of yours.” his hands worked at the skin of your ass and thighs, massaging and kneeling at your soft tissue.

he lined up his heavy cock to your wet entrance, circling his tip around your sensitive bud.

“fuck! luffy please god please i’m ready! need you so bad lu-“

he was needy himself, the anticipation of the pleasure was eating him alive, you looked so pretty for him. he cut you off and slipped easily into you, he practically melted at the feeing of your perfect cunt consuming all of him so effortlessly. “oh fuckk! so so warm. . . shit, can i move peach?”

the gushing pleasure between your thighs was intense but ohhh so good, you bounced back on him to get him moving again, your mouth was preoccupied with biting down on your lower lip.

you struggled with your words.. “lu. . . please. . . move.” pleas and begs left your drooling lips.

he pulled out slowly, feeling your tight walls hug his begging tip made the dirtiest sounds drip from his sweet mouth. his rough hands pushed down on the small of your back before following through with his fast strokes. “so tight y/n and so fucking wet baby. how’s my dick feel? haaah- tell me.”

“f-feels so good lu! please, don’t stop. . . auuh!. . . fucking me like that!”

your walls pulled around his cock, wishing for him to fill you up.

“peach? mm so close, say my name fa me?”

his hips rammed into you with the same momentum as his words, bottoming out with each stroke from his long shaft. that same flooding feeling from earlier filled your cunt, sweet moans of his name filled his cabin as you feverishly squeezed around him.

“lu- luffy! ah! luffy. . . luffy! f-fuck- luf. . . c-can i cum?! please baby fuck me harder!” you whined.

“that’s it y/n. . . say your captains name~”

“shit, hold on peach, cum with me? you can do it pretty girl… hahh- dammit. . . wanna fill you up…”

as you laid with your face down in the blankets, your hand reached between your trembling thighs to toy with your swollen clit as he continued to hit you deep from behind.

“shit— i’m gonna cum y/n. . . ya cunts sucking me too good~”

you yelped, he had a habit of pinching your soft checks when he would cum. the pain mixed with the pleasure though, it was enough to push you past the edge. “mmm-me too luffy! fuck me so good~” his warm seed filled you right as you were coming, you both making a mess all over his bed.

he held still for a moment to feel your warmth just a bit longer before pulling his cock out. the wetness of you cunt holding him in as he calmed down from his rampage. eventually he removed himself from you and left trails of kisses from your lower back all the way to your shoulder blades, hugging you from behind and holding you close as the two of you cuddle in your sticky little mess.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

[kakao-lovey]

🦋 My highly detailed 2 week glow-up challenge (Wellness-based)

I have a two-week holiday coming up (As of next Monday) and there is nothing I like more than a good, solid wellness plan, which is what I'm going to be doing. Follow along if you like, I will be posting daily updates, and interact with this post to keep me accountable.

Objectives:

Regain some of my fitness so I can play sports again

Fix my gut health

De-stress

Improve skin and hair health

🏐Workout plan

Warm-up: Stretches (Arm circles, leg swings, hip flexor/hamstring stretch, squat hamstring stretch) 10–15 mins on treadmill with slight incline

Core:

15 knee crunches

15 In-and-outs

15 sit-ups

15 leg circles

30-second side plank (each side)

Legs:

15 Deep goblet squats

15 Back lunges

15 Split squats

15 Side lying leg lifts (Each side)

30 Donkey kicks

Arms:

(Each side)

15 bent-over rows

15 bicep curls

15 lateral raises

15 Tricep raises

15 tricep dips

Day 1: (Pilates class) Core, legs

Day 2: 20-30 minute walk

Day 3: Core, arms

Day 4: Legs x 3

Day 5: Dance workout

Day 6: Core, arms

Day 7: Rest, walk, stretch

Week 2: repeat

🥥Meal plan:

Breakfast: Oats and/or yoghurt and/or soy milk, nuts and seeds, two fruit, green tea

Snack: strawberry protein shake <3

Lunch: Tuna/Chicken/2 Eggs, green vegetables and vitamin C (Bell pepper, orange, tomato), mint tea

Dinner: Whatever my family makes + added vegetables and fruit if needed

Late-night: hibiscus tea + honey

Sundays is a cheat day, which means I'll still be prioritising whole foods but will eat processed food and sugar. This is just a rough sketch, but I need scaffolding to base my meals around, or I end up having too little. (What a problem, right?)

🍵Habits

I will edit this post to use as a habit tracker, and I will keep you updated.

- 2 Litres of water *throughout* the day (Not just in one sitting)

- 15 minutes of morning sunlight

- Iron supplements (Medical people don't come at me, I'm actually deficient)

- Reading a little (2 chapters or 20 minutes)

- Journalling every day

- Just a little bit of revision, one or two hours

Day 1 (March 17): ✔️❌✔️✔️❌✔️

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That's about it. Pinky promise to keep you up to date. Bye!

~ Kakao

[strawbqq]

hii i love your posts especially the chuuya hcs!!!!! pls would u write scent Hcs for Chuuya, dazai, + hunting dogs if u can??? tysm the rest of the details r up to u 🥺🥺

a/n: OMG??? GOT MY FIRST REQUEST YALL.ᐟ.ᐟ of course, this is such a cute request.ᐟ.ᐟ ｡ﾟ(TヮT) I added ranpo, aku + fyodor cuz why not lol

―⟡𝘽𝙎𝘿 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙘𝙨.ᐟ

[Warnings: none.ᐟ✰] [Word count: 212 || 𝓮𝓷𝓳𝓸𝔂.ᐟ]🍓

𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚒 ✧

actually smells nice

doesn't wear strong perfume/cologne tho

smells like leather and parchment

a clean, faint sort of smell♡

𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚞𝚢𝚊 ✧

vanilla!!!!!

uses sTrOng perfumes, those expensive ass ones too

probably also smells a bit like wine, cigarettes, and ash

u sneeze when ur near him

𝙹𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚘 ✧

pays so much attention to what he smells like lmao

faintly flavored soap + clean laundry 🫧

^Nothing strong; his heightened senses hates that

always smells clean no matter what

𝚃𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚞 ✧

umm...i can't see him caring much lol

probably his weird food combinations??

otherwise just a rlly faint, warmish smell from recently working out

*maybe some green tea as well🍵

𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚘 ✧

this man lmao

marshmallows, candy, and crayons all mixed together

probably haven't taken a bath in weeks

smells like whatever snack he's been eating that day

𝙵𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛 ✧

something bitter, like dark chocolate

a slightly ink/woody smell??

very subtle

smells like how a typical russian rat would smell

𝙰𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊 ✧

the people he killed😭

ok but jokes aside, he probably does smell like iron

earthy kind of

isn't really into perfumes or anything lmao

a/n: this was so fun to write!!! ty for this request, i hope u have a great day!! i really needa start writing more for ADA & DOA too lol

yall whyd this actually flop real bad :,) tysm for those who liked & reblogged ♡

𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾.ᐟ ʚ🍓ɞ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢs + ʟɪᴋᴇs ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ

o(≧▽≦)o

[coqxettee]

How to romanticise Spring:

Some ideas and things you can do to romanticise the Spring season 🫧˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🧚🏻‍♀️.

Spring Wardrobe - Spring is the perfect time to start integrating new pieces into your wardrobe. Long flowing dresses, maxi skirts, pretty blouses, milkmaid dresses/shirts, rompers, dungarees, mini skirts, cami’s and so much more. Make sure to add a pair of new Spring pumps (Mary janes are perfect) and some pretty floral hair bandanna’s and flower crowns in there too. Pastel pinks, yellows, blues, greens and white fit perfect for this time of year, along with patterns and materials like floral print and lace 🩰

Change your eating habits. Put away the comfort food from winter and indulge in the delicious delicacy’s of Spring. Fresh fruit and vegetables can make endless recipes for Breakfast, Lunch & Dinner, sweet things like Oatmeal, Honey, gelato and any particularly sweet fruits are perfect for this time of year 🍒🥗🍵

Consume Spring media 💐 The media you consume affects your mood, consuming uplifting Spring content will not only make you feel happier in yourself, but will also make you look forward to and romanticise the season more. I have a list of Movies, TV shows & books you can consume in Spring that I will be uploading shortly ☀️

Read Spring books. There are SO many out there, classics are perfect for this time of year but any whimsical, forest-core, fantasy story’s like “The Hobbit” or “The legend of King Arthur” are perfect too 📖

Listen to classical music, movie soundtracks and pretty instrumentals whenever you are doing any of the following activities (I find it helps romanticising a lot! 🎶🌷)

Have a picnic outside - Bring a wicker picnic basket, beautiful picnic blanket, fancy plates and cutlery and have a picnic fit for a countryside princess outside, either at the park or in a field. Wear a big sun hat to keep shaded from the sun and be sure to bring the essentials (Princess picnic food can include miniature sandwiches, scones, cookies, cakes & cupcakes, fruits like strawberries, cherries and apples, any snacks you can think of, lemonade and sweet iced tea) 🌷

Host a Tea Party (either indoors or outside) Set a table with all your finest dinnerware pieces, wear a floaty dress and white gloves, and use your most precious Teapot to pour fruity and sweet flavoured teas into any delicate teacups you can find. You can even make this Bridgerton inspired and have a high-tea esque party. With cookies and strawberry shortcake, cupcakes and miniature sandwiches. Make sure to set the table with a pretty tablecloth, fresh flowers and napkins/fine cutlery for yourself or your guests. Play some classical music and enjoy 🫖

Go berry/fruit picking. This time of year is perfect for Strawberry, Cherry’s & fruit picking in general. Wear a big straw hat, a long dress and don’t forget to bring your basket with you to collect the fruit in 🍓

Visit a flower field 🌸 💐 this time of year, flowers are in full bloom. Wear the most beautiful dress and a flower crown, so you are ready to twirl in the flower fields to your hearts content 🌷

Bake new Spring recipes. There are SO many Spring/Easter baking ideas on Pinterest. Have a look at any and compile a list of Bakes you want to try this Spring season 🍰

Cook new Spring recipes, you can even incorporate any new foods you have tried into the recipes and be sure to write them down in your recipe book 🥧

Make flower crowns! You can use fresh flowers or fake flowers, some wire or plain headbands. Get creative with them, use flowers, gems, lace, ribbon (this is a lovely activity to do with friends outside) 🌸

Press flowers (Such a Spring fairy activity!) any wild flowers you find (preferably dying or damaged) take them home and press them in a heavy book

Go on Forest Fairy walks. Explore your local forests, parks, meadows in the most vibrant green and pink dresses, wear flower crowns and just be one with nature, listen to fairytale music and take in the wildlife and nature around you 🧚‍♀️

Decorate your bedroom/space for Spring. This can be as simple as changing the bedding or by going all out and re-decorating your room completely. Fresh flowers, fake plants, cottage-core illustrations of animals look lovely too 🌷

Celebrate Easter like a Spring princess (really get into it this year) enjoy a beautiful Spring breakfast, paint eggs, eat chocolate, do some Easter bakes in the kitchen, make Easter Sunday a special day for you 🐣

Journal/Sketch/Paint - Painting outside is one of my favourite things to do, and you could even set up your easel/painting supplies in a garden or local field and paint the scenery 💐 Journalling all about your pretty Spring days can be uplifting and I find that sketching illustrations of Flowers, woodland animals and just Nature in general makes me feel so at ease any time I do so 🦢

Visit historical places like castles, botanical gardens and garden centres. These places are always abloom in Spring. Most of these places offer café’s and afternoon tea’s too! 🌸

Visit a cute Café for afternoon tea 🫖 (Make sure to wear a pretty outfit!)

Go frolicking in meadows. Roll down hills and twirl in flower fields 🌼

Feed birds and take time out to Spend time with nature and wildlife 🐰

I hope this helped and gave you some ideas, made you feel happy or comforted whilst reading and most importantly, inspired you to live life to the fullest and most beautiful it can be this Springtime 💐📖🎀 All my love ~ Kellen

[rorysterr]

Matchup for @chirikoheina ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ᰔᩚ

Your romantic matchup is…

Beelzebub!!

- if we’re being fr, Beel was not the first person who came to mind when I was trying to match you, it was actually Satan LMAO but as I read more through your matchup, I thought that he didn’t fit your criteria well enough so then my mind went to Simeon since he fits your criteria pretty well buut I feel like Beel can protect you better and he’s more family oriented imo!!

- So I think you would draw Beel like a moth is drawn to a flame. You possess every quality he looks for in a partner. You’re family oriented, understanding, and emotionally intelligent. You’re also someone who doesn’t expect their partner to be perfect yk? You said you like people who are flawed and at the end of the day, everyone is flawed but not everyone is willing to admit that or work on it. Beel has a few flaws, like how he prefers to struggle alone and ofc how food driven he can be but I could see him trying to work on it with you.

- Anywho, I’m sidetracking! Beel would def be interested in you from the start, but it wasn’t like love at first sight, he probably just admired how much you care about your family just like him! And how you’re the type who’s unafraid to stand up for the right thing.

- I could see you approaching him im ngl I could see you sharing food from the human world with him, like kimbap or dumplings and him feeling super touched that you thought about him.

- He’s pretty reserved so that’s why I see you approaching him first, but he absolutely melts when people do sweet things like that for him so I feel like he’d verbally thank you as well as thank you in a more indirect way.

- Like if you ever need help carrying your bag at RAD or if you ever feel homesick and wanna just sit and vent while eating food from the human world, he’s willing to do all of that. It might seem like a lot for something as small as sharing food once but you literally made Beel’s week LMAOO

- and Beel is like the best person to share food with (as long as you separate your share from his!!) he’s not picky at all and he’s willing to try anything! he’s super open minded when it comes to food (given his sin, it makes sense) and it’s like he shares his joy with you lol seeing him happy over food also makes you happy so it’s a win win for everyone

- he’s super family oriented and can relate to you in that sense. He missed Belphie (who was supposedly in the human world but was actually locked in the attic) and he can sympathize with you if you ever miss your family in the human world. He knows first hand how hard it is to be separated from your family so he’ll be there to listen to you vent when you need it.

- he’s the type who you can have deeper conversations with. He’s observant too so he’ll notice when somethings wrong and will ask, but if you don’t wanna talk about it he won’t pry either.

- you just make him so happy dude, like I could see him watching you sing while smiling like an absolute idiot LMAO he’s so whipped bro

- and since you’re very family oriented, I can imagine you treating his brothers as though they were your own fam. I could see you being super sweet with them. You seem like the type to gently cover them with a blanket whenever they fall asleep on the couch or the type to share the last of your snacks with them and seeing how much you care about his family makes Beel even more obsessed.

- I could see him going out of his way to help you out throughout the day, like carrying your RAD bags and doing your chores for you when he has free time. But he’ll still be completely oblivious to his own feelings LMAO it takes Belphie to tell him for him to realize

- but when he notices that he loves you romantically, I could def see him asking you out while you two share food.

- when you do date, you can expect him to take you out to a bunch of cafes or restaurants!! I feel like he’d take you to really cutesy cafes and it’d be super funny because there’d be you dressed all girlie and cute and then there’s him and he’s all towering over everyone in the cafe LMAOO

- he got brute strength so he’ll def carry you everywhere too

- oh and I don’t see him getting embarrassed at all when it comes to you. He will gladly get cute matching keychains and whenever anyone bats an eye, he’ll be genuinely confused. It’s so funny though bc he’ll all be carrying his RAD bag like a potato sack and there’s a cute keychain on it LMAOO

Runner Up… Simeon

Your platonic matchup is…

Asmodeus!!

- Asmo would absolutely LOVE your style dude!! i could totally see him hyping you up and telling you to get on pinterest

- i could see him wanting to get matching nails with you too !!

- i think he kinda just clicked with you, i can’t exactly explain why but he just goes with you soo well

- and i feel like asmo is the type who has Pinterest and has an eye for more aesthetically pleasing things. He’s probably seen aesthetic pictures of matcha on pinterest and has been dying to try it but he doesn’t have anyone willing to go with him so he just drags you LMAO

- but omg I could see him going shopping with you and going to cute cafes or dim sum places. he trusts that yk the best spots !!

Honorable Mention…Satan

[skmhlml]

Hello, I hope you're having a good day! Can I have The Three Sisters X Reader please? (Platonic for Pudding á la Mode Cookie) Thank you so very much!

-Akbrain

The Three Sisters x Reader

|General + Romantic + Platonic|

Pudding á la Mode Cookie

🍮 Whether you can sing or not, she’ll drag you into a two-mic moment during her sets. She’s all about confidence over pitch. Her favorite duet with you is a sparkly, over-the-top number where she makes you wear matching accessories (expect pudding-themed pins and glitter).

🍮 The two of you trade desserts constantly—it’s practically a love language. You bring her your homemade snacks (which she posts on her CookieGram stories), and she showers you in parfaits, jelly drinks, and limited-edition idol merch that somehow always smells like whipped cream.

🍮 She’s always designing “casual idol” looks for you two to wear together—expect crop jackets, glittery boots, and frilly pastel pieces. She adores giving you mini-makeovers before shows or parties and will not let you leave the house looking anything less than ✨fabulous✨.

🍮 She takes so many pictures of you two. If you’re chilling on a bench? Selfie. Eating pancakes? Selfie. You tripped and landed in a flower bush? She’s already filtering it for aesthetic. Your shared scrapbook is legendary in the kingdom—and a source of embarrassment when guests come over.

🍮 Behind her pop idol persona, Pudding à la Mode Cookie is incredibly loyal and protective. If anyone tries to bring you down or mess with your self-esteem, she’s on them with a sugary sweet smile and a terrifyingly sharp mic stand. She’s your #1 hype Cookie and believes in you no matter what.

🍮 She’s the type of friend who’ll randomly show up at your door with glitter slime, comfort food, and a whole playlist of songs she wrote just for you when you’re down. She feels deeply, even when hiding it behind sparkles, and your comfort genuinely matters to her.

Green Tea Mousse Cookie

🍵 Green Tea Mousse Cookie is all grace and intention. She doesn’t fall fast, but when she does, her feelings are deep and quietly consuming. Her courtship is poetic: handwritten letters sealed with pressed flowers, shared quiet walks, and tea poured with trembling hands when you’re near.

🍵 She doesn’t say “I love you” easily — instead, she shows it in the way she remembers your favorite flower, the warmth of her gaze when she brews tea just the way you like it, or the way her fingers brush yours like wind through leaves. To her, love is sacred, not rushed.

🍵 She often invites you to join her under the cherry blossoms or to sit by a koi pond as she plays her flute. You sit close in silence, letting the breeze carry the sound of wind chimes and soft birdsong. Time feels slower with her, but in the best way.

🍵 She’s refined, yes—but that doesn’t mean she’s immune to jealousy. If someone flirts with you too boldly, she won’t start drama, but her tone gets a little cooler. She’ll pull you gently aside later and say something soft like, “May I be enough for your affection?” with eyes that plead for reassurance.

🍵 She isn’t overly touchy in public, but in private? She melts at the smallest closeness. Holding your hand in her lap while sipping tea. Brushing your hair with long, delicate fingers. Cuddling on rainy afternoons in thick robes, the scent of fresh herbs around you.

🍵 Though serene on the surface, her love runs fierce and wild beneath. If you’re ever hurt or insulted, her protective streak emerges like a silent blade. She’ll confront others with a composed smile and razor-sharp words that cut deeper than any weapon.

🍵 If you’re upset, she won’t push you to talk immediately. Instead, she sits beside you, maybe offering a warm drink, a blanket, and soft music. Her presence is grounding. Once you open up, she listens like your words are sacred scripture.

Choco Drizzle Cookie

🍫 Choco Drizzle Cookie plays it cool around everyone—but with you? Her carefully curated image cracks just a little. She’s still got that fashion-forward confidence and smooth voice, but her eyeliner gets smudged when she rushes to see you. She pretends not to care… but she cares.

🍫 You inspire her. She claims it’s just for “styling reference” when she snaps dozens of candid pictures of you—laughing, eating, daydreaming. But you’ll later find drawings, fashion sketches, and mood boards based entirely on your vibe. When you find them, she acts like you broke into her diary.

🍫 Her tone might be sarcastic or dry, but her actions betray her feelings. She notices when you’re feeling off, even if you say you’re fine. She’ll drop a designer scarf on your shoulders and mutter, “You looked cold, don’t make it weird.” That’s basically “I love you” in Drizzle-speak.

🍫 She makes you mix playlists, sleek and full of lo-fi, indie alt, and experimental pop. She’ll never admit she made a “soft” playlist for you, but if you catch her with earbuds in and she blushes when you ask what she’s listening to—it’s you. Always you…

🍫 She’s all about layers, accessories, statement pieces—but if you need comfort, she’ll ditch the heels and throw on an oversized hoodie just to make you feel less underdressed. She’ll never say it, but she kind of likes looking like your casual match.

🍫 Her kisses taste like dark chocolate with a faint hint of burnt caramel—sharp, sweet, and a little intense. She kisses slow, savoring you like a luxury treat. You’re her indulgence—one she never thought she’d want so badly.

🍫 Choco Drizzle doesn’t throw tantrums. When someone flirts with you, she simply walks up, slips her arm around your waist, and stares them down over her sunglasses. No words. Just vibes. The message is loud and clear: They wish. You’re mine.

🍫 She buys you things with little notes: luxury accessories, chocolates shaped like hearts, exclusive merch drops—each with a casual “Thought this screamed you.” But the truth is, she thinks you deserve everything beautiful in this world.

🍫 Under her fierce confidence, Choco Drizzle Cookie is a little lonely. Your love makes her feel seen without needing to be on. You let her rest. And in return? She’d burn the whole kingdom down just to keep your smile warm.

Dividers made by: @cafekitsune

[im-here-for-everything]

Today’s reminder is!

Clean out your fridge! Or just one shelf. Go at your own pace.

[thesweetroro]

hello lovely!!

I was wondering if you could do cell 13 inmates playfully teasing/makeing fun of eachother each other for stupid things. (can be drable, one-shot, headcannon list, etc. idm the format)

(for example my friend like to tease me about how I like flat soda better than fizzie and a I tease her back about other things (like how one time, way back in 6th grade she broke up with a guy over cheesecake lol))

(btw I love you aesthetic so much, aaaa!)

-girly girl anon

‧₊˚🥨꒷𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡꒦🍰˚꒱

Note:That’s so cute and fun i tried to get the best out of my head hope you like it, enjoy!.

───‧˚꒰🐾꒱༘⋆────────────

꩜ Request 🩰 .

── .✦ 🎠 building 13

── .✦🏷️ the inmates (11,25,15,69)

ʚɞ

˖°𓇼🌊⋆🐚🫧 (Uno)

Definitely love it.

First time you did it he thought it was a one time thing and also joined , when you started doing it more often he got into it alooot .

what is it that you tease him about ? His skin care or hair care that he is obsessed with he will often even get a new product even when he didn’t finish the ones he still uses.

When you start teasing absolutely admire you with the surprise because you match his freak ? He will laugh and tease your back telling you he didn’t expect that coming from your mouth.

Yes don’t start the thing he got you covered.

He doesn’t prefer to do it in public but around people he’s comfortable with like his friends or cell mates he will be more open.

Not afraid of showing anything in front of you because he will tease you about the simplest things.

‧₊˚ 🍔 ‧₊𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🪻(Rock)

In the middle but mostly makes him laugh-a little competition.

What is it that you tease him about? Food like please leave bro alone, he eats alot and even steal your food from your plate when. you are not looking and snacks too thats why it’s your revenge.

When you did it to him first he was confused and a little hurt because he’s just a huge boy he can’t help it and making fun of him is not on the list of things to do! also loves you sm he will forgive you and if you get creative he will start laughing and teasing you as well!.

He doesn’t start it ofc.

I don’t think he minds saying it in public but he doesn’t show his soft side to it that’s why he doesn’t care but if someone tries to join in he will stop it immediately.

Cant even try hiding it because he is always hungry and more than ready to go!.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋`⛩️:✧˚.🗝️⋆𖧧 (jyugo)

I mean don’t hate it or like it but professional at testing.

what does he like that you tease him about ? Water his surprisingly a thirsty cat that will steal any bottle of water in front of him and will be very interested to taste them and sense the difference.

if you tease him about it he will act upset at first but well slowly laugh as well and tease you back “ oh really? And what about you silly girl you’re not any better”

You started teasing him.

but if you kept talking about it in public I don’t think he will feel comfortable because he loves you so much he will talk to you about it if you went alone or he will grab your hand under the table or make you notice him so you can understand he’s not comfortable with it.

tries to do things behind your back so you wouldn’t take notice of it and add them to your list .

✩°𓏲⋆🌿. ⋆⸜ 🍵✮˚(Nico)

LOVES it so silly and ready to giggle all the time.

You tease him about his manga collection he has alot he almost forgets about them and he sounds a little nerdy so you get under his skin for the fun of it.

When you started teasing back because he did it too he was so happy because it’s more fun to do so then let him get away with it or yell at him.

The one starting it is him.

In public he absolutely does not mind it even laughing with people also as long as no one is joining in.

Doesn’t hide it at the end of the day he will open the package in front of you.

[gyldowen-draws]

OC Meme: Dathrash

I was tagged by @ezriell! Thank you so so much for the opportunity to gush about my boy, I've been looking forward to it all day 😋

GENERAL

Name: Dathrash -> Tamassran Eva -> Saarebas -> Tal Vashoth -> Aldwir -> Rook (They've had a lot of names over the course of their life lol)

Alias(es): Rook

Gender: Male-ish (It's complicated)

Age: 29

Place of birth: Qunandar, Par Vollen

Spoken languages: Qunlat and Trade, with some Elvhen

Sexual orientation: Gay

Occupation: Leader of the Veilguard

FAVOURITE

Colour: Purple 💜

Entertainment: Spending time with their teammates

Pastime: Taking care of his plants, reading philosophy, doing yoga

Food: He has no idea how to cook, but will eat pretty much anything (after three years of nutritional slush while his mouth was sewn shut, he views every meal as a blessing)

Drink: Tea! 🍵🫖 (Probably too much of it. This man is pushing upwards of eight cups a day. Please send help.) Recovering alcoholic.

Books: He prefers non-fiction and philosophy. He tried to join the book club but couldn't finish any of the books. He does help edit Bellara's writing though!

HAVE THEY

Passed university: It's complicated? From my understanding of qunari society, they do more of a trade school ting based on your role/job. But he is highly educated and was in the final year of his student teaching before his magic manifested (they're a late bloomer)

Had sex: Yes. They had their coming of age ceremony under the Qun, but didn't have much time to visit the tamassrans after that (too dedicated to their work). After escaping his chians though . . . let's just say he went a lil wild . . .

Had sex in public: If the back alley of some Minrathos bar counts, then yes 👀

Gotten tattoos: No. He's had one bad experience with needles and that was enough.

Gotten piercings: No. See above lol

Had a broken heart: Yes, but not from romance. They loved their job and students, and loosing that and becoming saarebas broke their heart.

Been in love: Not until Davrin 🥰

ARE THEY

A cuddler: Most definitely. The gods did not give this man the body of a giant teddy bear for him not to use it! He's very comfortable with easy and platonic touches with freinds. And with Davrin? Cuddle city bay-beeee

Scared easily: Oh yeah. He's had to become the master of doing it scared, cause he's constantly in over his head and not feeling great about it

Jealous easily: Not really, though he wouldn’t be too happy if someone got too handsy with Davrin. Hating confrontation though, he’d probably wait till they’re alone to bring it up with Davrin.

Trustworthy: Yes. He's very earnest and sweet, so if he gives you his word, he'll follow through or die trying. The only time he's a little chismoso is when he's talking to his plants in Qunlat lol

FAMILY

Sibling(s): None

Parents: None, though he was pretty close to his first tamassran

Children: Eventually he and Davrin settle down and start a family 🥰

Pets: While living in Qunandar, they had a pet tropical bird named Pekapp after it's favorite snack! After Veilguard, Assan and a family of griffons is pretty much all he can handle, but I could see him getting another bird.

And tagging @fret-not, @elfmaid, @soturoayami, @void-floyd-art, and @linposter. Feel free to fill this out, but no pressure! Also if you see this, consider yourself tagged >=)

[sayakaskokofish]

Hey! So while everyone is waiting for my Diluc X Reader one shot, I decided to make a small treat for you all 🩷 (I worked hard making it all pretty so I really hope you like it, and I'll try doing more stuff like this after the Diluc oneshot as it will look way different, as I have had it for a long while sitting in there sobs)

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨

Characters selected!

➤ Nilou! 🌊💃🪷

➤ Tighnari! 🪴🦊🌱

➤ Kamisato Ayato! 🌊🧋🗡️

➤ Xiao! 🍃👹🍮

➤ Zhongli! 🪨🪙🍵

➤ Scaramouche/Wanderer! 🍃🫐👶

Content: Reader being a ballerina and them seeing the performance (because I've been obsessed with the black and white swan recently 🩷)

Readers gender/pronouns: Gender neutral, They/Them (but you are 100% free to place your own pronouns here as it is for readers!)🫧

Hope you enjoy! ღゝ◡╹)ノ

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: Nilou!

"Hips don't lie - Shakira" // sped up ☆

02:10 ━━━━●───── 03:39

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🫧✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

• Nilou, being a dancer herself, was super excited! She loved seeing other people dance. It gave her full happiness when she saw you come up on stage wearing a pretty costume. She watched every second of the show in awe. Candace, Dehya, and Kevah who were sitting next to her could see stars in her eyes as she watched your performance.

• She couldn't help it! She was enchanted watching you dance every single time! Sure, she could dance well.. but watching you dance was so much better. Your movements, Costume, even the way your hair was made her light up as she watched you. She happily ate the small snacks Dehya has snuck in for the small group.

• After your performance ended, she went straight up to you, leaving the others behind as she hugged you tightly. She spewed only kind words as she told you how great you looked and how pretty your dance was. Afterwards, she helped massage your feet from dancing. Even as you both fell asleep, she couldn't help but think about your dancing. She was truly mesmerized.

Next Up: Tighnari!

"Just a cloud away - Pharrell Williams" // sped up ☆

01:15 ━━━━●───── 02:56

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🌱‧₊˚𖦹 ࣪.𓋼𓍊 ☘️

• At first he didn't think he even had time to go see your performance. But after Collei had asked, he gave in and they went to go see it. He regrets nothing. Him and Collei were sitting a good distance away to where they could see you properly, and they were snacking on the overpriced snacks that the place had sold as they watched you.

• As Collei was watching, she had turned to look at Tighnari, looking to see if he was paying attention.. only to find his tail wagging back and forth in the chair. His eyes were entirely on the stage. She gave him a (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠) look before looking back at the stage with a huge smile on her face.

• After the performance, Tighnari was holding Collei's hand as they walked to where you were resting, taking off your shoes. He had saw a small bruise on your foot and once the three of you got home, he praised your performance as he massaged your feet and aided the bruise, his tail still wagging.

Continuing: Kamisato Ayato!

"Carless Whisper - George Michael" // sped up ☆

02:43 ━━━━●───── 05:01

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🌊.𖥔 ݁ ˖🧋₊ ⊹

• His sister had asked to go see one of your dances and while he was busy.. he was able to cram the rest of his work in two days so him, Ayaka, and Thoma could go see your performance. After getting in the good seats they had paid for, they watch the show. Ayaka had a huge smile on her face as she looked over to her brother who had a small smile on his face as he drank the boba he had snuck in inside his sleeves.

• When the performance had ended, they all went to go see you and afterwards, they spent the rest of the day going getting food and relaxing since he now had a few days of free time.

• He had decided that he would get you a custom costume and pair of shoes made for your next performances. Ayaka had helped him with it, finding accessories for you.

Next Up: Xiao!

"I can't handle change - Roar" // sped up ☆

02:36 ━━━━●───── 03:18

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🍃* ೃ ༄

• He denied coming to your performance due to his duty to protect Liyue as it is in his contract, however.... If you looked hard enough, you'd see him in the back just watching. Amazed.

• As the performance hit the best part, Xiao was stuck there, watching with stars in his eyes. Even if his face didn't show it, he was glad he came and watched you. He would've regretted it, especially if he had saw the face of disappointment when you couldn't see him.

• After the performance, you were met with Xiao with a small Qingxin in hie hand. He shyly held it out to you before saying he liked your show, poofing into the greenish teal smoke and with that, he was gone. Only this time like the rest, his face was a bit pink.

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: Zhongli!

"Two Slow dancers - Mitski" // sped up ☆

01:03 ━━●─────── 03:59

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🪙`∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠° 📃 合約 🪨

• Zhongli is a big fan of performances and watching them, he always spent time watching Yunjin and some of the other traditional dancers perform so he was quite delighted to accept your invitation!

• Hutao has invited herself along since she haven't had any customers the whole day, the two of them had sat down and waited, Hutao had snuck food inside because both her and Zhongli aren't paying that much for the food they are selling (💀).

• They watched as you danced around gracefully, Hutao had thrown some of her snack at some people who wasn't paying attention in-front of them. And after the performance ended, Hutao shoved a Lily in your face with a big smile and Zhongli stood behind her, his hand about to grab her pigtail as he complemented the preformance.

𝗡𝗼𝘄 Listening to: Scaramouche/Wanderer(hoe)!

"They're only humans - death note: the musical" (the English version) // sped up ☆

01:55 ━━━━●───── 02:38

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🎐🍃 ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ 🫐⚡

• He said that it sounded stupid as d that he wasn't going to go. That was 3 hours ago, Nahida told him to go anyways, because even if he didn't like it, him going would make you happy. He said hell no and left.

• Now he's sitting on a bench with Nahida beside him as every was talking, waiting for the preformance to start (it wasn't really anything big, just a small outside performance for people to sit and watch) as he crossed his arms, slumped. He was cursing the small archon beside him who had to get a few cusions to even see, which he laughed at.

• Nahida had looked over to her side as the preformance was going on, she was met with Wanderer/Scaramouche with a tear rolling down his eye. Throughout the whole preformance, he could only think about the story his deceased friend had told him which he had called stupid. The nutcracker and ballerina. In that very seat, he felt like the nutcracker and he hated how he felt, but he couldn't resist watching you dance beautifully.

• After the preformance, Nahida and Scaramouche were holding hands (much to his dismay and embarrassment) as they walked to where you were sitting, massaging your feet. Scaramouche's eyes were slightly red but after whispering to Nahida she had told you that he liked the preformance, to which he denied, his face as red as his eyes.

Hello! I hope you liked this treat. And no, scaramouche didn't get favoritism 😭 was just able to write more for him, plus my emoticon website thing stopped working for me 😭 (so him and Zhongli are kinda half-assed with that small part) I'm getting used to having something that looks so pretty (in my eyes at least) so please bare with me, requests are open ❤️ Diluc oneshot may be a bit delayed however. Also, for requests, feel free to request a song (not a songfic) or have me give you one for the character(s) 🫧💗

[fithealthuk24]

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