#god this took so long it doesnt look like anything anymore

[mugwot]

"can't cross the same waters twice"

[solbaby7]

If ur still taking requests can i ask for azriel x reader. Where reader and Az are newish friends. One day Elain asks reader for help on how to please a man (I imagine elain always on her back 🤷‍♀️). Reader asks elain if its to show Az and elain just blushes sweetly saying "maybe". Reader being a girls girl shows elain how to be ontop and how to do other favors like if they were besties. ( idk if uve seen game of thrones but a girl shows khalessi how to ride khal drogo. The girl straight up straddles her with clothes on of course, And shows her. I have it in my head that while reader straddles elain Az walks in and is like 😮😮). Readers a bit jealous cuz she has a mini crush on azriel but doesnt show it. She sees elain with some hickies and what not and she decides she cant be around Az anymore (hurts too much blah idk lol). Az is like wtf! Turns out that Elain was asking for sexy help for lucien!!! Doesnt have to be detailed smutty at all, whatever ur comfortable with is cool with me. Oh btw i so so loved that possessive toxic azriel fic u posted the other day. 🫠🫠🫠 🥵🥵🥵

I love love love love love this idea! So happy you requested it🤍💗

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Teach Me

azriel x reader

[ part 2 ]

“Well—can you help me with that?” A furious blush fans across Elain’s cheeks, eyes wide and hands fumbling at her sides. Dainty fingers dig into the intricate lace detailing of her dress, nails raking over the pattern in attempts to calm the racing of her heart.

“You want to know how to please a male,” You repeat gently, slightly shocked after she’d timidly slipped into your bedroom with flushed cheeks and sweaty palms. It took Elain ten whole minutes to reign in her rambling until she’d finally blurted it out. “Anyone in particular?” She doesn’t meet your eye, shifting her weight from foot to foot and your stomach rolls at the turn your mind takes. Elain had been spending a lot of time around Azriel; afternoons spent tending to the garden and evenings were blocked off to trail behind as she baked some new sweet treat. “Az, maybe?”

“Maybe,” Elain mutters softly, subtly taking in the contents of your room. The pictures propped against your side table and the endless jars and creams stacked neatly on your vanity. “Can you please teach me?”

Pushing side your curiosity, you offer an encouraging smile, patting at the spot beside you on the bed. “Come here.” The first step is hesitant and so is the one that follows but Elain still finds herself following the gentle command and complying even further when you urge her to lie back. You can feel her thighs shake when you swing a leg over to straddle them but the trembling subsides when you adjust her hair and straighten out her dress. “Sex is like a dance.”

Immediately, she’s hooked, hanging onto every word as if you were the Mother herself coming down for a personal visit. Briefly, Elain’s gaze flicks to the door, shoulders relaxing when noting its shut and locked; curtains drawn and the fireplace crackled with life. The smell of you is everywhere. Something light yet memorable, soft and elegant, classic and slightly sweet—soothing in every way. “A dance?”

“It starts off slow,” You begin, a sliver of your abdomen exposed in your Night Court attire. A breathable onyx top that seemed to wrap around your chest like a bandage, blending into a lighter material that was slightly see-through. “Lingering glances from across the room, the heat of feeling his eyes watching you long after you’ve looked away.” Her confusion is palpable in her furrowed brows and slight pout. “Love always begins in the eyes—I’ve heard of women who’ve finished males with nothing more than their gaze alone.”

“Finished?” Your brow raises, a teasing smirk accompanying it and the implication alone has Elain’s cheeks rosy once more. “Oh, gods. I don’t think I’m capable of anything like that.”

Your fingers trace along the length of her bare arms, holding her hands and guiding them to the sides of her head as you hover, voice low. “You are a woman. You’re capable of anything.”

Elain swallows thickly, taking in the words as if it were the first time she truly wanted to believe them. “What if he doesn’t like it? Like me or the fact that I’m not very experienced.”

“They don’t care about if you have experience or not. They simply desire what they’ve never had.” She hangs onto every word, analyzing the way you guide her through the motions of what she’d do. Talking her through the scenarios on how she’d touch; when to kiss and gently tug at hair. Eventually the blushing becomes less frequent, Elain’s eyes fluttering closed as she visualized it, working through the new feelings that brewed at the thought of being able to use such teachings.

“And they like that? Us on top?”

“If you like it then they’ll love it.” You rest her hands at your waist, demonstrating the sensual rocking of hips going back and forth. “Fae males are not like the human men you were accustomed to—all sweet and gentle. Fae’s fuck. They take control,” You’re still above her, watching as her thoughts race a mile a minute, thick lashes fluttering before she moves in a flurry. Quickly the position is changed and while it’s a little sloppy, Elain was obviously paying attention as she hooks her leg over your thighs the same way you had hers. “Good job—exactly like that.”

She lets out a laugh, seemingly surprised in her own actions but the thrill of it all is evident across ethereal features. “My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest.”

“Breathe through it and always remember that no matter how highly you think of him in your mind, no matter how highly others think of him—in that room, he belongs to you. There for you to do as you please and if you’re ever uncomfortable you can always say no. You can always stop no matter how far you’ve gotten.”

Elain nods in understanding, dainty fingers barely gripping at your wrists. “Thank you for this. I don’t know what I’d do if—just, thank you.”

She lingers a tad longer, following every instruction you give and just as you’re about to correct her, your door creaks open. A familiar voice calls out your name, shadows slinking across the wallpaper but they freeze once they take you in—sprawled out against the bed with Elain straddling you, hands pinned by your head.

“We were just—“ Elain scrambles off of you, cheek and chest a furious red as her mouth opens and closes; unable to come up with a reasonable explanation before she’s sliding past Azriel and rushing down the hallway.

“Most people knock.”

But Az wasn’t most people. You’d been friends for years and long since had he forgone the formality of knocking before entering. He hasn’t moved an inch, still donning his fighting leathers and surely he must’ve just rushed in from flying because his hair was a fucking mess. Inky strands lay messily atop his head, flopping over his forehead and teasing the thick of his brows. “What was that?” A finger points in the direction Elain had just disappeared off too and you’re unable to explain why such anger swells in your gut—all too aware of the fact that another female would be using your moves on him.

Seducing him in a manor that belonged to you but would never actually be you.

“Just wait a little, I’m sure it’ll make sense soon.” Confusion sweeps over the angles of his face at the vagueness of your words, skewing the corners of his mouth and you have to physically tear your eyes away before you did something stupid. Like, kiss him. You suck in a sharp breath, a hand curling around the doorknob. “You should get to bed, Az. It’s late.”

You can’t bear to see the look on his face when you close the door on him but it was for the best. It was one thing crushing on him while knowing he wanted another. But it was more complicated now, teaching the object of all his desires exactly what to do to him—how to please him and draw out the sounds you’d been dreaming about for decades.

You flop down on your bed, nose scrunching at the lingering smell of Elain on your pillows.

Sleep doesn’t grace you with her presence that night, instead offering a series of scenarios of what could be happening a few hallways down.

Elain’s back two days later, a goofy grin spread across her cheeks and a line of hickeys branding the side of her neck in a way that makes your stomach turn. It takes everything in you to hide the jealously, to smooth over the embarrassment of ever possibly thinking that Azriel would go for you when he had a blushing Archeron hanging off his arm. “I take it that it went well.”

“More than well,” Elain confessed, dressed in a pale shade of green with ivy’s laced into the thin sleeves. “It was perfect—everything was perfect thanks to you.” She continues on, divulging naughty details and devastating descriptions of Azriel’s fingers grazing at bare skin, the tickle of his hair against her cheek, the warmth radiating from his body when the nights chill became too much. “I’d always heard whispers about the males of Autumn but you guys really weren’t joking,” Your head tilts to the side at that certain detail, brow quirking and your spoon halts its swirling about the teacup. “Fire really does run through their veins.”

“Autumn males?” Your hair flicks behind your shoulder with the wild way you turn to face her, arms crossed loosely over your chest. “You were with Lucien last night?”

Elain nods with a knowing smile growing at the corner of full lips, the tulle of her dress shifting obnoxiously when she takes a seat on your bed.

“I guess I just assumed you’d be with Azriel.”

“Not quite my type,” She replies wistfully, gaze far away as if she were reminiscing on the night before and the male involved. “He’s yours though,” It’s not a question but a statement, thrown out there as if it were a known fact amongst others and you were the last to be let in. “—you like him.”

The teacup pressed to your lips muffles the words but Elain still understands perfectly clear. “”He’s my friend.”

“Friends don’t really look at friends the way he looks at you.” You swallow audibly, attempting to hide your interest and yet it’s the quick flick of your eyes that gives you away. “It’s exactly as you said the other night,” Elain raises from the bed, a gentle hand trailing up your arm the same way you’d done to her. “Love always begins in the eyes. Just look at him—really look at him and see what’s right in front of you.”

Your hands tremble in your lap and for the first time in a very long while, it was you that felt like the blushing virgin searching for answers and not knowing where to look. “I don’t think I’m capable of handling what I might find.”

“You are a woman,” Elain softly answers. “You’re capable of anything.”

[goldenlol]

also this is sword anon again and honestly your cookie run art is partially why i wanna get back into it after a long time but i remember some drama circulating around that darkmilk has a significant age gap n stuff and in extension so does yammilk (ik your pinned post doesnt include them I just added that since that was part of the discussion) so whats your take on their age thing cuz idk what type of shipper you are lol

HII AGAIN LFMAOO BUT OKFG RLLYYY?? YAYYY

I don’t talk about milkyam cause I just don’t like the ship, or most of its shippers. I don’t like a lot of choco ships tbh..but all I will say, is milk would protect choco from yam BUT THATS IT. THATS ALL.

for me, I hc young prince as 15 and milk around the same age, idk maybe 13? I cant see how people think young prince choco was an adult...?? Yes she went out to find a sword by herself but I think she was only allowed that because she is a good fighter and can survive on her own, it’s obvious cacao had trust that choco will return safely.

She just looks tall or mature for her age ig?? I think it’s because how she was raised, never allowed to be a child and trained to be better but yea no, I fr can’t see her as an adult here

edit: I forgot to add but she still kind of had that “oblivious” mindset I guess? Believing she can save her kingdom and could change her fathers mind even tho he’s so stubborn and that mentality of being “a hero just like his father”, I’m sure thats associated w younger people because “ur just a child you don’t know any better”

after she comes back she sees what her father rlly is and basically calls him a coward. It’s fr someone maturing and seeing someone for what they rlly are, not blinded by the child mentality anymore and only seeing someone as perfect when they’re not at all (not saying cacao is a coward mb minty, but bro wasn’t the best father 🙏😔 I love cacao) but also choco is manipulated easily because of her weak mentality.. my girl.

I know a lot of people are iffy or just hate chocomilk and that’s alr ig but god pls enough w tagging the ship and making threads telling people to hate it.

I know someone whose too afraid to draw it because of what people say and I’m like !! I got you bro I’ll draw it for us!!

Also I don’t think devsis would even allow such a ship to exist if it was wrong?? (it’s funny cause they make art of it n even make captions like that one where choco and lico go to an amusement park together, w “don’t tell milk” )

also I just hate how mischaracterized milk is w choco... my god y’all are weird as fuck w him. Milk wouldn’t harass choco or stalk him pls stop that, it’s uncomfortable..

he respects his space and choco’s life. When he met choco in that cutscene, people took choco being “uncomfortable” around milk, he wasn’t? He was just shocked or just “?? Rlly??” Kind of reaction because this man hasn’t been told anything nice after he became “bad” or whatever, so having someone tell him that he was the reason they became stronger and “want to be just like him” is obviously shocking to her, she wouldn’t believe that she made someone life better because she thought she only hurt people and deserved to be hated and treated in any way.

Anyway yea, they def both met as teens, didn’t see eachother til adults and it’s obvious milk is in love w choco idc (me too bro)

this is long as fuck sorry but GOD I NEEDED TO SAY SHIT!!

Take the cute art tho I love them sm (I think choco just has the mentality that no one could love him after what he’s done so he doesn’t understand why milk faints all flustered n shit but the idea of her being oblivious is cute too 😭 fuck it shes both!!)

also what type of shipper I am?? Wym

[ladysophiebeckett]

this hallmark movie was insane.

jodie sweetin plays knock off hilton hotel heiress who loses everything but no one explains how and then she finds out some aunt left her a deed to a house farm somewhere idk where but the house looks super modern and the guy who takes care of the house farm,,,he likes her?? out of nowhere. then they compete in the farm fair. and she wins two ribbons. and then her money guy calls her is like 'hey girl u have money again bc of some stock portfolio'. and also her pig, gillian, has a social media contract to advertise some farm equipment????? idr i wasnt paying attention. let me tell u the part where i was guffawed. money guy wires her new money and she tells Love Interest Handyman (whos not handyman but a farmer) 'hey im taking you out...alone....wear a suit' he does and she calls a car. and he's like 'where are we going jodie sweetin?' and she's like 'a helicopter'. and then she takes him to a empty ass theater where some orchestra is playing 'claire de lune' by twilight soundtrack. and then she starts telling him about gillian the pig's future in pig influencing. and hes like 'oh is this why we're celebrating??' and she's like 'not quite farmer guy! i have money again! im rich! isnt that great?' farmer love interest: : ( and then jodie sweetin starts embarrassing me-- she's like 'i like you : ) im falling for you : ) and i want to ask you to come with me. leave and travel the world with me <3' that's right. she doesnt even know if he likes her and she's just proposing in front of claire du lune by twilight and he has the audacity to say 'no, my life is in bumfuck greenville jodie sweetin' and she's like 'oh : ( i guess this will make the ride back awkward <\3' and he's like 'yeah :\' then she says goodbye to gillian the pig and says shes gonna leave the deed to the farm to Farmer Love Interest (which is insane!!!) and decided to leave but then at the airport (where no one chased her down!?!!!) she's like 'i dont want to travel with all my moneybags anymore. i want to live in bumfuck greenville with my family <3' so she goes 'home' and finds out Love Interests Sister tracked down jodie sweetin's family tree (she's some kind of orphan with no family and all she had was money, again none of this is actually explained). but now she has all these second cousins that are probably gonna want her money and steal gillian the pig's influencer contract money. so thanks a lot Love Interests Sister, more mouths to feed. then Love Interest Farmer show's up (eyeroll) and he and jodie sweetin go on a walk and she's like 'you wouldnt happen to also be my cousin would you?' and he's like 'god no' (incest joke for the road is what i always say). and then she embarrasses me AGAIN and she says 'good. bc i love you' (palm to the face, i wanna die). here let me how show you---

like even hes like 'jodie sweetin stop embarrassing everyone like this' but its okay bc he says it back:

but if u ask me he took too long.

and then hes like 'so ur staying?' and she's like 'yes, there's nowhere id rather be <3' they kiss and blah blah blah---

hes like 'haha i trapped her AND i didnt have to emotionally reveal ANYTHING about myself'

literally hate it here. i dont see why he couldn't compromise on travelling. he use to travel anyway to study lettuce.

2 stars.

[rainydaydally]

Steve Randel angst oneshot!!

For: @pookiepiss69 !

Warnings: Getting jumped, blood/coughing up blood, cussing, just usual outsiders stuffs.

It was a dark night- the middle of November. The sun had set hours ago, or atleast to Steve it feels like it did. Seasonal depression has been kicking his ass recently, and he really has no pep to do anything like he usually does. He’s been working at the DX for a long while today, sipping on a milkshake and waiting for some sort of customer. He would have preferred a pretty girl to come in, buying a cola like most do. Unfortunately the girls only go to the DX when Sodapop was working there, and he was not there today. Now, Steve wasn’t ugly, but he was apparently not cute enough to get tips like Soda did. But he didn’t want to be jealous of his best friend- Soda’s life wasn’t even that good, just his looks were. But, he cant help but wish he had his looks, atleast. His wide dark brown eyes, his dark golden hair, and his contagious smile and charisma.

Steve is flipping a coin, lost in his thoughts of what he wished he looked like, when the bell to the DX’s door jingled. There was about 10 minutes left until closing, so he hoped the person wouldn’t take long. It wasn’t a greaser that had entered, but he wasn’t the type to start fights for no reason, so he just looked up and then went back to flipping his coin. When the soc was finished finding whatever he needed, he went up to the counter. The blonde soc bought a pack of cigarettes and a beer can- both the most expensive type you can buy. His blue eyes were eyeing Steve, giving him dirty looks as Steve took his money and gave him his change.

When the soc walked out the door, Steve watched him out of lack of better things to do. He went into a car- (a chevrolet, Steve noticed) with about 3 other socs in it. He watched as they drove away, and then he checked the time, about 2 minutes left until closing. He does the regular routine of closing the DX, and started his walk back to his house- or maybe the Curtis house.

Steve was walking down the street, barely far from the DX, when he sees a car parked in an empty lot next to the DX. It was too dark to see anything, like which car it was or what color, so he just kept walking. As he was walking by the empty lot, the car doors opened. Suddenly, Steve felt increasingly uncomfortable, as if someone was watching him. He reaching into his pocket, and pulled out an old switchblade Two-Bit gave him.

Before Steve knows it, the blonde soc from the DX is pinning him down with his forearm on his back, and Steve’s stomach hits the ground, causing him to cough loudly. Steve kicks his foot up, kicking the soc’s shin with every amount of strength he can muster. He sits up as the soc falls into a sitting position. “You are gonna fucking get it, grease.” Then, two other soc’s- one with red hair and the other with brown hair- help the blonde up. The fourth soc- with black hair and deep brown eyes, punches Steve straight in the nose, causing Steve’s head to fall back and hit the pavement again. The red head and the brunette soc begin to kick Steve’s sides, while the black haired and blonde one pin his arms to the ground. Steve takes his switch blade and practically flails his arm everywhere, cutting the blonde’s arm. “FUCK! God, fuck you, you piece of shit greaser!” He yells with venom is his voice, walking backwards and clutching his wrist. One soc, he cant tell which, begins punching Steve in the stomach with all the strength he has- just pure bitter hatred pouring out onto Steve. Steve desperately tries to sit up, but when he does, the black haired one kicks his chin and he his head smashes into the pavement again. His stomach is covered in bruises and blood dripping out of his mouth, as his eyes glazs up and tears threaten to spill.

When Steve doesnt get up to fight anymore, the socs then run away, getting into their fancy chevrolet and driving away quickly. Steve gently sits up, blinking slowly. He is sure they cracked practically half of his ribs. He turns onto his side and coughs up more blood onto the pavement, before grabbing his switchblade off the ground, putting it in his pocket, and beginning to dizzly walk somewhere. He thinks for a moment, and tries to come up with anywhere to go. What he didn’t realize is that he doesn’t HAVE anywhere to go.

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[ha-youwish]

This is not a vent post, it’s a book recommendation and self-analysis kinda. Please consider reading this, I won’t blame you if you don’t.

Last year around this time, my granddaddy passed away. Usually, online and in formal spaces I would call him my grandfather, but that’s not what I call him and I will not limit myself for this post.

Last year around this time I was beginning my second semester of college ever. I was not doing so well. My grades were low because my attendance was abysmal and my work outside the class was shit. However the previous semester I had taken a class that I was able to stick around for more than the rest.

This class was studying how different major religions and cultures coped with death and how they thought of the afterlife. I bought the books for that class with financial aid and never read them.

Just now I got done reading one of the books, When Bad Things Happen to Good People by Harold S. Kushner, never read it until I found it sitting around today.

It’s a relatively short book, under 200 pages, about how Kushner deals with the question “Why do bad things happen to good people?” from his place as a rabbi.

Now I don’t have any sort of relationship with god. i’m not strictly atheist or anything but i tend to believe in whatever religion people want me to believe in if they ask me to pray for them or a family member.

when grandaddy died, i had nothing to fall back on. granddaddy was extremely religious and generous, i am so incredibly grateful he was involved in my life and there for me. but people from his church said it was a part of god’s plan or that there was a reason he passed when he did and when i was in such a low state at college already.

i moved away to college and the landlord sold my home. i was in an unfamiliar uncomfortable place where the only place i felt fully comfortable was now completely inaccessible. my mom moved in with grandaddy and took care of him before he passed. it was tense. he was kind but old and stubborn and so is everyone else. the drain of taking care of someone can be worth it, but that doesnt mean its not there.

i was, and am, dealing with severe depression surrounded by other gloomy people who didnt make it much better. i never went to class and i had, and have, crushing guilt that i was wasting the time and money of my family.

and then granddaddy went to the hospital. and then he died. and its unfair.

all of it is unfair, and if it was a part of gods plan then hes fucking unfair too.

now, i have not necessarily moved on. my fingers shake still if i think about it too long. i dont even know if im going to post this because of how exposed and raw i feel. but its important to me that somehow in some way this gets expressed and that someone other than myself will read it.

your suffering was unfair, whether it was a lot or a little. the world is unfair. we all know it. i hope you know that you will never be able to look into the eyes of someone who has never known suffering, and i hope you can find some comfort in that connection.

this book is from the point of view from a religious man. it talks a lot about a god i dont believe in. but the way it talks about suffering and how it effects people makes it helpful for me to parse my own feelings and thoughts.

so feel free to replace god with whatever you want, with humanity and spirit and the universe and everything good. here are some quotes, alt text included:

- sometimes i convince myself that what i feel is nothing more than chemicals, that the regret i feel from not driving home the day before and visiting before he passed was just something my mind is doing.

i once stayed up late at grandaddys house after he passed and i was shoved right back into school like my life hadnt just gotten its shit rocked.

my mom was in her room asleep, but i really couldn’t take it anymore. we stayed up late just talking through how we felt after i had cried to her. and to be completely honest, hearing that she had regrets and wished for just a little more time fucking sucked. knowing the people around you are going through it sucks, even if it was to be expected

but we connected over that long early morning. we resolved almost nothing. i felt the same as i did before and granddaddys still dead and buried. but it was easier to go on after that.

another quote, a tldr if you don’t want to read the book but want to understand what he gets at, in the end of it all.

i dont think i can forgive other people for being unfair, not without effort. but i think i can forgive the universe because the unfairness is proof that people have choices. shit happens, you choose what to do after it.

for a lot of people, mourning and religion bring them the strength to move on, as he talks about in the book. things dont get better because of prayer that god will fix everything or the universe will set itself right again or you can escape through fantasy books to another world,

they get better because something gives us strength to get up again and keep moving. to kushner, thats god and people who came together to support him. to me, i dont know yet, i dont know if i’ve really started to pick up my life yet. but i think this book helped me start to see the bigger picture

[snaziestbean]

ali informations post :3c

(reminder that ali is supposed to look like a human but i hate drawing humans so i draw them and my other sillies as cats most of the time. i think i have a few drawings of ali not as a cat though, if you wanna look for them)

immortal. they really dont want to be though(L). i'll hopefully make a better information thing about how that works in the future, but for now you get this: there are technically a few ways for them to be not immortal anymore, one being to give the immortality "curse"(which is what i'll be calling it from now on) to someone else, the other is having someone else who has the curse basically ripping it out of them. with the first method they would age normally from where they left off and just be kinda normal-ish, but the second would kill them instantly. when someone gets the curse they become stuck at whatever age they were when they got it(both mentally and physically. this is how ali is both 16 and millions of years old at the same time) and their body cannot change in certain ways(no scars(except for what killed them, if they got the curse from being killed and infected) actually the scars thing was the only one i really thought about. something something no change is permanent, no marks or blemishes remain, unchanging husk of a person, haha angst). there are also two ways to get the curse, someone who has it gives it to you and loses it themself, or someone kills you and infects you with it(which can sometimes happen unintentionally depending on the person(ali has not, to their own recollection, ever done this. and if they have they very quickly corrected their mistake(probably through murder))). also the curse basically inflicts eternal bloodlust(not really sure how to phrase it lol), so anyone who has it has constant uncontrollable urge/need to killing murder(and also eating people). for some reason(probably something to do with them being one of the first to get the curse and/or partially the fact that they killed the god that made it) ali manages to not succumb to that and is fairly in control most of the time, though they do have that urge(and they do killing murder, but like. by choice. and not random innocent people or whatever). after learning about how shit works ali took it upon themself to wipe out every cursed immortal so that no one else would have to suffer eternal life having to kill people against their will(or if they kill people willingly/are not willing to give up the immortality ali just takes it by force. though they do prefer not having to do that, and most people who get the curse dont end up wanting to keep it(if they ever wanted it in the first place). also ali didnt know about the "giving up the curse to someone else" thing for a long time so they did just kill a lot of the people lol). when someone gets the curse they also kind of become something technically different, example ali used to be human but because of the curse they technically arent anymore. the curse basically makes them a whole new thing. any name this thing may have had before is long forgotten and ali cannot be assed to come up with a new word for it

extra thangs:

ali(short for alias) isnt their actual name. it is (haha) an alias. they dont remember their old name and dont care enough to try to come up with a new one to permanently go by. they kind of cycle through random names(one of which was dun. short for dunno lol)

gender: who cares

sexuality: no

doesnt actually like killing/hurting people, but its pretty much become a part of who they are now and violence is very useful for getting shit done

helped many revolutions, ruled a few kingdoms(kind of. mostly a figurehead/symbol, but tends to be very involved in whats happening with citizens so nobody fucks anything up. it usually starts sneakily but people usually figure out its them pretty quick, and the weird ruler/god/whatever coming by the local cafe for a nice chat and a cup of tea is just normal)

raised a kid for a few years once. did a pretty alright job considering the circumstances. kid ended up hating them though(reason for that wasnt related to how they raised them, but because of the circumstances that led to ali raising them(in a war, some asshole military guy wiped out the kids town before he could be unmilitaried, because military guy was under ali's command they were widely considered responsible for it)

lots of dead besties L

would probably be a lot more stable if they werent resisting the killing murder eating people

has killed several gods. including the one that originally made the whole immortality thing(which didnt used to have the extra effects of craving violence always, that was actually something that was added because said god got really pissed or something. theres a whole origin story there that i dont have the energy to explain)

got a fun extra thing(likely gotten from the whole "killed the god that made them immortal" thing) where when they kill someone/something powerful enough they might get one of that someone/somthing's abilities. but they dont ever really use the abilities because it feels awful and makes it harder for them to keep control

gets wings sometimes. the amount of time they have the wings for varies a lot, and usually they only lose the wings when they are literally torn off

acts like a freak on purpose to try to prevent people from caring about them

so fucking tired all the time. this bitch gets no sleep ever

witness to many many many many many horrors

does not in any way see themself as a god/higher being of any sort. sometimes people will think they're a god or something and they dont like it, they are just a guy who happens to have weird shit going on and is immortal

theres definitely more stuff i could put in here but i cant think of it rn. i also made something i intended to be an ali ask blog but the chances of ever being able to use it are very low because there probably wont be enough people seeing it to make it work ;w; (the blog is @ali-alias)

[sparksnevadas]

Hello Sparks!!!! I just realized i forgot to do my usual 'post-chapter freak out in your inbox'.

I feel like it's a given to say it was incredible, but it absolutely was. The way you're able to pull off switches in tone so well is astonishing. I was screaming over every part of this chapter.

Mumbo's powers (which to be fair aren't a secret anymore, but a further view of them in action? !!!) and unsettling silly guy villain Keralis? The reveal that they bombed Doc's party and put themselves in peril because Bdubs can't be bothered to read letters and Scar doesn't check his email? Spectacular. The Mumbo Ough was great, and the reminder that everyone at the function knew Grian as Poultryman is so fun.

I know it's already been mentioned but,,, the parallels. I am going to tear my hair out. The way Scar allows both Mumbo and Grian to see him at his lowest and weakest, trusting Mumbo to shave his face and letting himself finally break down to Grian,, and how in-between them he's so unflinchingly vicious and coordinated? How he can go from his all powerful supervillain facade at Doc's party, pressing a knife to a potential ally's throat with steady hands and well rehearsed threats, to the Mayor's office which is so terribly unorganized and genuine that it hurts, letting himself slip in Grian's arms? Something about Scar's two sides and the persona of the villain he puts up to seem strong in order to continue being the mayor where he can actually help people and put his true intentions forward. Something. I don't know I'm too busy screaming because SCARIAN KISS!!!!!!! IT HAPPENED!! THE SLOW BURN SLOWBURNED (slowburnt?) AND WE'RE HERE!! I read it and had to stand up and walk around my room for a minute.

I'll try and make the last things I'm being insane about short so this ask isn't crazy long.

How as soon as Grian wakes up his first instinct was to jump in front of Scar and Mumbo, using his injured wings as a shield against the guys who had just absolutely pummeled him? God. (And how they cut holes in the jacket and put his wings through? Crying)

REN?? Gihasm rendoc crumbs? I'll die. On the spot. (Also, for the flower Doc was wearing, was it Keralis that gave it to him? Or Ren's favourite or something?)

Since both Keralis and Scar are mayors and Villains, I can't stop thinking about how funny it would be if X was also a villain, but just extremely terrible at it. He keeps getting caught and people can obviously see it's him but he just goes ''No, of course not! That was my twin! My uh, evil twin! Evil Xisuma!"

ALSO CUB CRUMBS! The first pseudo-dialouge from Cub in the story! I'm absolutely vibrating. I rotate gihasm Cub in my head frequently. I can't imagine him finally being broken out and told that his mostly inept brother has not one but two boyfriends and stole both of them from the hero association.

Also, is there anything that no one has mentioned or noticed you would want to (and can) share? I absolutely live for all the little details that you put in

Hi Scopop! No worries, youre under no obligation!

Aww youre really sweet! I worried a little that the scenes went too fast to feel connected or worth it, but i really wanted to explore all the new characters a bit. Glad it worked well!

I could say what his power is? If you want/if its unclear?

But yeah keralis’ power also took me off guard! I sorta knew i wanted one where he could shift/morph his body bc that could explain why hes a little uncanny (his big ol’ eyes) to look at. I started writing a villain using shadows and realized, hey! This has gotta be keralis! His power makes him a little off putting and undectable— more than once doc has been jumpscared by keralis sneaking into his office and reprimanding him for cursing or not sleeping enough.

And of course, the emails… i mentioned in another chapter that X had been trying to meet scar for a while + that scar doesnt meet with politicians. At that point i had already decided that keralis was going to be a mayor too, with him and etho subtly pushing doc to form an alliance with scar (etho bc he wants to help bdubs, except he didnt tell bdubs he was doing that)

Ough.

I love parallels i love symmetry i love making small details matter,,, i mentioned this in another ask but scar being vulnerable and trusting grian finally allows grian to see him as… well, as a human. When youve spent so much of your life deciding someone is bad bc of one side you see of them (reinforced by everyone around you), you realize who dont see that person for who they are. Sure, grian had caught glimpses of scar’s personality before, but now he’s living in that reality. And… he likes it. He likes scar, and the way he asks for help and protects his own wholeheartedly. He sees a whole person, who loves loudly. And he wants a little more of it directed at him.

… i need to move on, i could spend too much time psychoanalyzing grian in gihasm.

Anyways. Scars right though. Villains like a scene. Doc just wish it wouldve not stopped his party? He was introducing a new recruit to everyone!

The slowburn slowburned. Yknow, literally a few days ago i was wondering if gihasm deserved that tag bc its so clear to me/sveryone that theyre in love. But uh. I suppose ill keep it <3

I wanted the kiss to be absolutely unexpected and i wanted it to be sugar sweet. Im so so so glad people liked the surprise. Grian can love just as strongly as Scar if he lets himself. Thats our first direct hint of it. But like you point out, grian already loved scar before realizing it. Standing between doc and scar/mumbo with no armor on and a too-bug suit jacket? Only letting scar get close when he was losing consciousness? Yeah. Boys in love.

They ended up having to wash the stuff off of grians wings, hence the dampness. Mumbo and scar both have noticed grian’s own home remedy for making clothes fit and they went ahead and cut open to suit (probably with the same knife scar was threatening doc with, actually). Doc, btw, called a time out bc despite everything, he respects poultryman and doesnt want to burn (literally) that bridge yet (figuratively)

Rendoc crumbs :) the flower on docs suit was meant to represent that he has a lover— and then him touching it while talking about ren was supposed to connect those two dots.

Honestly that would be hilarious! Wish i had thought of it. But alas, i have a short backstory on x that im hoping i can put in somewhere. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Cub my beloved. I hc him as aromantic/asexual (or at least on the spectrum) and i imagine he gets out, sees scar with two boyfriends and goes “what.”

(To grian) “Werent you a hero?”

Grian shrugs.

“…Okay. Well anyways Scar-“ very nonchalant.

And yes!!! Thank you for asking if there were any other details. Ever since i got this ask ive been thinking of what to mention (also sorry for the delay, was VERY tired when i first got this)—

SO. The new recruit doc has is Iskall! Thats why the pronoun changes. Iskall is shown talking to Cleo (Osiris) at the very end as they’re leaving. Its his first time at a Doc party and hes so nervously excited! :D

Anyways thank you so much for the ask Scopop! Always a delight to see a long comment/ask (but of course dont feel pressured). Glad you liked the chapter <3

[heavenbled]

god i'm writing nighthawk's character profile and im realizing how much fucking lore she has . anyway some of my fave moments below

me thinking abt neptune, a woman who has taken her grief and despair and longing and shoved it so far down into her psyche that she doesnt even think its there anymore and has taken her rage and fire as who she is now not as what road she took after her guilt. and then finding HER planet and people she connects with on a level thats unspoken because it cant be spoken with mere words and sounds and syllables. and then. finding ways to manipulate and use the very river of the universe to find the flow in all things tangible and intangible . a belief in feat when belief has never been there before. hi. i'm indigo. and welcome to my fuck house in which im so fucking mentally unwell

like! after the iron lords fell, sao had nothing to believe in more specifically. she believed in them. she believed in their strength. in her strength. she believed in herself! and that’s what made lady sao tae so worthy and strong, she believed in herself and in her friends and that created a level of strength both her and neptune are still looking for, atleast on a subconscious level. something shes still missing and a life where you don’t believe in anything. a life without much of a purpose. just … aimless wandering and bounty to bounty, mission to mission, layer of layer added to her defenses took her rage and sorrow and shoved it further and further down. created new names, new faces to get the jobs done. became so much of a lie she doesn’t even remember what belief feels like, what connection is. nighthawk became disconnected and disconcordant with the entire universe around her the moment sao perished with her iron lords

to suddenly come to a place, and not just any place — neptune itself, her namesake, the bluest planet that always felt like a call coming home. the very reason she looked at the stars and beyond and kept going to suddenly come here and discover an entire civilization has lived here for centuries and lived WELL! the CLOUDSTRIDERS!!!!! this inexplicable connection, something she’s never felt in motherfucking centuries, something like the song of a people she feels so drawn to. like she was meant to flow with them in this river of a universe. its something like a drop of water being returned to the ocean picking up strand is showing her she is in control of her fate and her destiny, nothing else. and that the very thing she denounced was real, or was quickly becoming real to her; belief begins to sprout and it’s something like taking a deep breath after holding it for so long, subconsciously drowning and suffocating and choking on her own guilt and despair this is when she begins to believe in fate. strings of it all just woven together, everything has happened to lead her here and her god has been with her the whole time and that god is not the traveler

[threepoint14art]

THAT WAS SO FAST OH MY GOD @chocottang hiii :3c I'm glad you don't mind I'm glad you don't mind!! ok so for. the other two, neuron activation AGAIN for the other two, yet another info dump (not as long) TLDR we changed Fox, Megs house did burn down like in canon

SO! Fox is the one who we changed the most, however i did keep his fear of fire, but not for the reasons you might think (shinji chair image)

Since both spring and meg were victims to a fire i wanted to switch it up with this little guy, if you see the pictures on my prev response the little guy with long red hair thats fox (trans beam ily), you can see that the boy is way too happy and kinda chill about his situation while meg just looks like the most dissociated kid you will ever see, this has a reason.

Fox was kinda just, born into the system, he's the type of case where he was abandoned at birth and he just lived there, he does not really care for his bio parents or anything of the sort, because he had Spring. So he always seemed happy and pleased ever since he met spring because he didn't have anyone to miss, his reference for what a parent was alligned with Spring so well he didn't grieve not having a "real family" for too long. Fox sorta defenitelly sees spring as more than an older brother, and it eats him up inside because he can recognize that spring should have been at the club/ref and that him forcing that parental role onto him might just make spring feel a little insane, because he can see that spring doesnt really see himself as a full fledged adult much LESS a parent. But anyways that wasn't the point Fox's schordingers parent situation just drives me up a wall

Fox was born into it, however his entire fear of fire thing is sort of aquired, aquired from Spring who is (reasonably so) deadly fucking afraid of fire, and spring who still somehow managed to cook for them two when they were too small to do so, and spring who has had a lot of literal shutdowns and meltdowns over fire throughout the years. If you saw the person you trusted the most and protected you, if you saw your dad big brother, freak out so hard at something you would grow really wary of it too, aquired.

Meg,,,,,,,, still lost it all to a fire, im gonna be honest i dont remember if it was ever proven that she and fox were bio siblings but thats not the case anymore (still very much siblings though), but the elusive burnt down picture of megs "older brother" I took as,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, drumrolls,,,, Maggie from the nightmares

Basically as a child would do, this little thing sort of throws a temper tantrum one night bcause she thinks their family’s being really unfair and decides to run away from home, her parents decide to make a really big sweet dinner and it starts the fucking house fire. Maggie is not caught in it because he went outside to look for Meg, and Meg comes home in the middle of the night to see their house in flames, police and firefighters surrounding them and talking to their crying brother. Tries to run in, gets burned really badly on the face and on their leg. And then goes to the orphanage.

Survivors guilt and allat, the kid dissociated so incredebly horribly hard for so many years and also blocked out a lot of stuff. She doesn't really remember much other than THAT night and some disconected memories of loving her parents, but doesn't remember faces, and also forgot most if not all about Maggies existence, the kid dissociated and forgot incredebly hard. Also is very adverse to fire, which contributes to Fox and that second hand fear of fire of his.

thank you multi he really does have all of them he shoulda've been at the club <///3

Ok so first of all i love reading your guys' tags always and forever, second of all @chocottang HIII CHOCOO (please do tell me if tagging annoys you!) You turned my braincell on, you asked such a simple and normal question and now you are gonna get lore'd about spring im so sorry- ok ok so answer here and then i start ranting about all the things ive done to this poor man if anyones interested:

He is not on the aro spectrum he just never really thought about romance for the LONGEST time. Rubbing my hands like an evil fly why would that be? Read to find out

Also while spring himself is not on the aroace spectrum i do present cami, owynn, bonnie and puppet to you humbly, the silliests ever

Basically, as you MAY have noticed, the guy has a lot of burn scars (shocking), that's because when he was little his house burnt down and his parents died and he got super fucked up, he's been in the foster system since he was like 10, no family wanted to take him in because his parents had him when they were super young and thus were disowned. So we start off strong with that, and it gets worse!

I wanted to make spring a little more unhinged because wowzers the sprintrap animatronic is evil, however his chill attitude captivated me, so i decided to make the unhinged him be his younger self, children are cruel adults are scary people in the foster system get treated as "a way to give people who cant have bio kids families" or "charity cases" instead of normal children with a lot of unnadressed issues who deserve a change to grow up with a semblance of normalcy. He was alone and scared and angry at life and thus tended to get into a lot of fights and to stealing stuff and such. Problem kid status + visibly scarred led him to never really finding a permanent home, not that he wanted one, because most of the adults in his life scared him and also wanted him to have a "new" life, AKA forget his parents and accept these new strangers as parents, horrible!

This little kid who is very scared and alone and wishes for nothing more than his parents calming him down again meets 2 even smaller kids and just, projects onto them. He started coping with all the stuff in his head through taking care of children and pretending it was also him who was being taken care of so softly and tenderly, the children being meg and fox. He just starts taking care of them and subconciously growing up really fast to get them the support and whatever they need and then out of literally nowhere hes 18. He's like "oh crap wth" Gets send off to the real world having BARELY graduated from highschool and with some money, he cannot bear the thought of losing any more people and just looks into becoming the other 2's legal guardian and gets them out of the system to live with him in the worlds cheapest house he could find

So what I mean is that he hyperfocused on being a caretaker and getting money and growing up and getting ten thousand things that the thought of romance was not even anywhere near his head, having FRIENDS was nowhere near his head. He had to find a job he had to enroll the other 2 into school he had to find another job he had to make sure their house didn't fall apart by the seams. Also fun fact, the more he grew up the more he realized he is a literal carbon copy of his dad, but visibly scarred! have fun looking in the mirror buddy

In his head, he does not really see himself as a full grown adult even though hes 24, and his weird thought of "adults being scary" still persists even though he himself is one, he doesn't like talking to grown people and that isn't helped by how he spent most of his life with Fox and Meg, he is not used to talking to people his age or older and he was too busy to actually process that romance might be something he wanted when he was just drowning in ten other thousand things already. As he got older and fox and meg also got older and got partime jobs his burden was lessened a lot and he was allowed to CHILL a little

So those 2 idiots in the drawing are vincent and leti,,, they might look like ocs and at this point they kinda are but they ARE based on the bg characters of Camarero and "Novia", they both also have their own can of worms to unpack it's insane.

Spring met Vincent at work, new coworker new hire and then Leti just stopped by sometimes to talk to vincent and he went thought ten billion crisis because "having a crush as an adult is so embarassing i need to be paying taxes"

So TLDR he had his first crushes ever at 24 because at that age he was actually allowed to chill a little and his brain finally had the room to process that romance was in fact, real. He also had to go through the "i like men???????? Im poly??¿¿" thoughts at 24, he shoulda've been at the club/ref

[futuremrsreid]

Helpless

Spencer Reid x Reader

Warnings: SmUT (sinful), not really cnc but maybe a lil, uh reader is handcuffed and blindfolded (i kinda forgot to write that in the fic oops)

a/n: this is really short and i will start like a series of lil smut thingies bc i dont have the motivation to write long stuff atm

♡♡♡

"Do you realize how much power you're giving me y/n? How helpless you are right now?" He leaned down, kissing my jaw and then moved to whisper in my ear "what if I just left you here alone, naked and tied up? Or" he said, dragging a finger down my body " what if I just fuck you without a condom?" Spencer laughed in a cruel way and as much as I hated it in that moment, it turned me on so much. "You wouldn't even be able to do anything while I fill you up with my cum."

"Any words of protest?" he asked and my mouth couldn't form words, even if I wanted to. "You know what? I dont even care" And with that he pushed inside of me.

I was so disoriented from having two of my senses removed that I couldn't feel if he actually skipped the condom. But I didnt care. All I could do was moan as he increased his pace.

"Do you not even care, y/n? Or do you want me to fill you up? Do you want to feel my cum dripping out of you?" Spencer shifted, moving one of his hands to wrap around my throat. I felt his finger dig into my skin and I became even more lightheaded.

"Cats got your tounge? Or are you not able to form sentences anymore? Is it really that easy to turn you into a stupid mess?" The only thing I could do was moan, which was humiliating, but also so fucking hot. His pace was relentless and I felt my orgasm coming closer. God, he wasnt even doing much, but I think his words alone could have pushed me over the edge.

"Dont worry, I'm smart enough for both of us. All you gotta do is lie here and be pretty — and god, you're good at that." He moved his hand from my throat to rub circles on my clit. Normally I would have been embarrassed by the sounds I was making, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I knew there would be a noise complaint coming in the next day. "It's like you're my personal fucktoy."

Spencer was doing so much, so fast and I clenched around him. It took everything in me not to come right then, but I knew I wasn't allowed to do so without his permission. He ruined my orgasm before and I was not about to let that happen again. I wanted to beg, tell him how good he was making me feel, how close I was, but all I managed was a pathetic "please".

"Are you close baby? Normally I would make you wait but you've been such a good girl for me, I think you deserve a reward." He brought his mouth to my ear once again. "Come for me, love"

And with that I was done. My orgasm hit me hard and I made a sound so loud that Spencer had to clasp a hand over my mouth so we wouldn't actually alarm any neighbors. I clenched around him and it only took him a few more strokes before he finished.

After catching his breath for a few seconds he moved off me. I felt him shift around for some time before he was freeing me of the handcuffs. I was so spent, I just let my arms flop down over my head. Then he removed the blindfold. My eyes were closed but I felt him studying my face.

"Are you here with me, love?" He asked, carefully placing a few kisses on my face and jaw. I hummed and finally opened my eyes to look at him. I saw him frown and he looked concerned, grabbing my wrists to massage them. I pulled so hard on them, there was for sure gonna be some bruising.

"I'm fine, but my brain doesnt do thinking right now." He chuckled and told me he was gonna be right back before getting up from the bed. I heard the sink running and then he was back on the bed with a wet towel to clean me up. I felt so sticky and sweaty but there was no way I was gonna get up and shower. The towel was warm and he was careful not to overstimulate me. After he was finished he discarded it and lay down next to me. My mind finally started to clear up again and shortly after I remembered.

"Did you actually fuck me without a condom?" I turned on my side to look at him. I didnt sound shocked or suprised, which probably would have been the appropriate reaction. He frowned and studied me for a few seconds before he answered.

"No, you really thought that was whats happening?"

"I mean, you kinda said that."

"And you just let me?" He was suprised and when I finally comprehended the whole situation I was too.

"Apparently", I paused, reliving the last 30 minutes and remembering the absolutly filthy things he said to me. "You said yourself that I wouldn't be able to do anything anyways."

[shugojima]

Virgin Ushijima ♀️🍋

Confident Y/n✔︎

Virgin Ushi✔︎

Soft asf✔︎

Realistic (well what I imagine him being like) & detailed✔︎

Short convos ✔︎

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Oh my god I love him so much and virgin Ushi is even hotter.

♥️ (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

There you were laying with your freshly new boyfriend in your bed. You wanted this to be the day, HIS day. You already had sex and were pretty confident in your skills so now it was Ushijima's turn to enjoy the sweet things in life and you wanted to share this experience with him and show him how.

"Are you scared, Toshi?"

"No. I think.. I'm ok. Though I'm a bit nervous."

"I know that feeling but you're alright I'm not judging if you think that."

"Thank you.."

He was slightly scared that you'd think it's too small since Tendou said girls think the size is important so now he silently freaks out.

Also he had no idea how sex works. The only time he watched porn was when Goshiki's phone got passed around in the locker room. And he didn't really like what he saw. He thought it was a bit over the top.

But with you he finally wanted to do it. He loved you uncondicionally and he craved for your touch. No day goes by where he doesnt think about doing something a little more naughty.

"I'll make you feel good, Toshi." You whispered as you ran your fingers down his toned abs. "So.. good..."

Nodding once you could see the slight blush on his cheeks when you reached the waistband of his shorts.

"Do you really want this, babe?"

"Y-yes. I don't want to wait anymore."

A warm smile on your face you slowly slid your hand into his shorts, under his boxers and you stopped instantly, eyes shot open, mouth dropped. The low growl from your boyfriend due to your hand grabbing around him, doing the rest.

"Is.. Is it too.. small?"

"Too what??"

"Too small.."

You looked at him in disbelieve, winking a few times

"Are you kidding, babe? You're.. big... so big that I'm scared it won't even fit in."

You could see he was confused that you thought so but it calmed him down a little and his cheeks were even redder now.

"What do we do when it really doesn't fit?"

Chuckling you went "Toshi, I'll make it fit."

He got rid of his boxers, showing you the whole glory when you basically drooled and started moving your hand slowly.

"How does it feel, baby?"

His breath heavy and his hand covering his deep red face he stuttered

"It.. feels r-really good, Y/n.."

He was so sensitive to your touch, you loved the reactions you got out of him.

"And that's just my hand. It will feel way better inside me, Toshi."

You grabbed his hand and took it off his face when you saw the most beautiful, blushing and eberassed face you ever saw.

"You look so hot right now, please don't cover your face, baby."

"I look hot?"

"So.. fucking hot." You said, followed by a sensual, wet kiss.

"Do you want to touch me too?"

He nodded but hesitated to go for it so you took his hand and placed it on your still covered pussy. He could feel the wetness through your panties and you could feel his cock twitch a little as he looked at you shocked.

"It's.. wet."

"Yes, it is. You made me, Toshi."

"But.. I didn't do anything."

"Do you get hard when you see me in dessous?"

"Yes."

"Well, and I just touched your cock, babe."

It took him a moment to realize he turned you on just as much as you did.

Pulling the fabric down you again took his hand and guided him to your slick lips. God, it felt so good to be touched by him. You wanted this for so long; to feel him, closer, as close as possible.

He slowly slid one of his fingers in between and swallowed a growl as he looked at you helpless.

"Move your fingers a little, baby"

"How?"

"Just touch me the way you want to. Don't break your head about it, we take it slow."

He slid it up and down a few times and clearly enjoyed you being so wet just because of him.

You couldn't help but moan everytime he hit your clit. He noticed that on this exact spot your reaction was stronger so he concentrated on exactly that.

"Fuck! Toshi! Nghh.."

"You look beautiful like that... " he said as he moved a little faster before you stopped him and guided his hand down to your drooling hole.

"I want it inside.. please."

He swallowed hard as he slowly slid his thick finger inside leaving you moaning.

"Ohh my.. god."

Fuck, you loved to feel him inside as he, at the same time got a taste of what's going to be his addiction for all his life. Moving in and out slowly you gave him a sloppy kiss, mouth wide open as you moaned his name.

"Y/n."

"Hm?"

"There's something they call oral sex, right?"

"Uhm.. Yes? You want me to suck it?"

"Y-yes.. but I want to do it to you first."

Eyes wide open you nodded and spread your legs a little more so that monster of a man had enough space.

"I don't know how it works but.. I would like to taste you."

So he went down on you and took a moment to look at the meal a few inches from his face before he looked up at you, hunger in his olive eyes searching for approval.

Holy shit. What was that look he gave you? You never saw anything like that; the eyes of an hungry wild animal, about to hunt down his pray.

You slowly nodded when he wasted no time and buried his face in your soaked pussy.

Licking greedily as you moaned and whimpered under him and he hold you in place with his hands on your hips.

"Please hold still, my love."

What the fuck do you expect when you eat me out like that??!!

You couldnt. It was impossible.

You ran your hand through his soft hair, pulling a little whenever he broke eye contact.

"Please look at me.."

He looked so fucking hot. Never would you want to miss this. Never would you want another man. He sure was a little lost down there but that just made it even hotter. You were his very first and you loved to know that.

"Toshi!! I'm.. FUCK! Nghh I'm about to-"

He kept going, even flicked his tongue a little faster as you screamed in heavenly pleasure and creamed all over his mouth. He stopped too soon tho so you pushed his head onto you again and screamed

"Don't stop yet!! Keep .. NGHAAAA Keep going!!"

When you pulled your hand from his head and breathed exhausted he layed down besides you and looked into your (e/c) eyes.

"You taste.. amazing."

Blushing you kissed him deeply, slid your tongue into his mouth and tasted yourself.

"My turn now, baby."

"You don't have to do this, Y/n."

"But I really want to." you chuckled.

And even if he still thought you would just do it for him... You weren't. You wanted to feel his thick cock in your mouth; playing around with your tongue, tasting his pre cum and sucking the life out of him. You wanted to see the face he makes and hear the moans leaving his mouth when you work all of him down your throat.

"But take your shirt off first.."

"Why?" Oh boy he really didn't understand.

"Because I wanna see your body, Toshi."

"Oh..."

When he took his shirt off you ran your hands over his abs and pushed him into the sheets again, going down slowly.

You grabbed his length and kitten licked his tip once to see how sensitive he is and damn, he was. All the air leaving his lungs as he looked down at you. Smiling you spit on it and moved your tongue, drawing slow circles around it. He already moaned and his hips started moving in all directions. He really couldn't control himself seeing your pretty mouth on HIS cock.

He had dreamed of it but now it was reality. It was really happening and he never thought it'd feel so damn good.

"You like that a lot, hm?"

"Ahh.. I- yes. It feels... amazing. To.. say the least."

"Toshi... you taste really good as well."

Blushing he looked away but soon found himself starring down at you again. He couldn't help it. The sight was too beautiful to him.

"Want me to give it my all?"

"Y-yes."

Lowering your head onto his throbbing hard cock again you took as much of him into your mouth as possible, struggling a little with his size. Bobbing your head up and down you did your very best to make him feel overwhelmed. To make him happy. And he appreciated it a lot...

He threw his head back into the soft sheets and unintentionally put his hand on your head. Just to feel that your head is really being down there, if he isn't able to watch you due to him having his eyes shut.

Deep growls and beautiful moans ripping from his throat when you decided to force it all the way down your throat.

"NGHAAA Y/N!! What... are you do- Ahhh! I think I'm... pull away! Y/n!"

And with that he spilled his very first load into a woman. He sounded so heavenly... Pulling away? Never. That would be such a waste. You wanted to taste him, everything of him and you didn't regret it a tiny bit.

His heavy breathing and his beating heart were the only sounds to hear in this room as you crawled up on him and kissed him deeply.

"Did you.. like it?"

"Very much so. But you lied."

"Huh?"

"I taste terrible, y/n."

[ancha-aus]

>:D

Error took CHARGE! Like. Nightmare is so confused by cross and dust lwasing error and geno in. Both clearly been in battle. Did soemone attack?! But no. Error just goes over tonreaper and quietly and quickly explains somwthing to him. Something tha tmakes reaper looks horrified as he shoots a look at geno.

Error goes to nightmare and nightmare is like "maybe we can continue speaking later? Dust can you-"

Only for error to quickly say "come with us? Cross can make sure they get back to their room"

Which cross and dust just do. Silently. Cross knows soemthing is wrong but not sure whag. Dust looks distraught though so cross is distraught.

and error knows nightmare Needs to know this. Even if dust doesnt want to talk about it. But well... they tell him.

God nightmare!! The poor guy!

Because this is two years after. So he only just starting to get used to growing again and relaly starting to settle in his role as king. And he TRUSTED these people. These people he welcomed and tried to help. They turn around and hurt HIS brother?! After everything?!

In his own home. It was happening the whole fucking time and nightmare didnt even notice! He didnt notice dust getting distressed and pushed to far. Sure he hid his stuff. Why didnt he even think that maybe he should have saveguarded his brothers secrets as well?

Nightmare just going straight to hugging dust. He is so sorry. And dust just muttering it isnt his fault. Fuck nightmare would just feel worse.

Nightmare just so determined. Immediantly telling dust they arent allowed near him anymore and he will make it so. Dist so worried about how this may affect nightmare and his standing and nightmare wants to fucking cry because no!! He doesnt care about those things if ut hurts one of his brothers!!

So nightmare uses that logic. What if they went after killer? Kr horror? Or cross?

And only that is what makes dust agree to add the clause to the contract. But begs nightmare to please sleep on it. To think it over. He is fine. He just doesnt want to be around them.. that is all. Nightmare nods and promises him he will plan a mission for him so dust doesnt have to be around either of them for the rest of their visit.

And as you said. The burning anger didnt die overnight. It just because a inferno of rage. Nightmare drafts an addendum. Makes a copy of it and secures the original draft (just in case something happens to the cpy so he has something easy to work off of)

And the next day. Reaper comes in looking... awkward? Sad? Doenst matter. Becuase nightmare is pissed and before reaper even says anything nightmare presents him eith the addendum. A needed edit to the contract.

okay but reaper would have to be VERY convincing. Because why would nightmare trust them? When they already broke that trust by hurting dust?

Reaper better have a good explanation for that. He probably mentions how changing the treaty will look to the people.

Nightmare just looking him straight in the socket "i purposely messed up a generation long series of traditions. Just to protect my twin. Why would you think i would not burn any other bridges to protrect my brothers?" Becuase nightmare has Done this song and dance before. And he is still standing. He made it through.

after the meeting. Or maybe even before. Nightmare just goes to ccino and cries. Lets out the full story on what happened and how he was an idiot and now dist got hurt. They were never suposed to get hurt here. And nightmare invited those people inside.

Ccino as always holds him and helps him put his mind back in order and helps nightmare forwards. After a good long cry because this boy is sad and very distressed about this.

God the knights learning.

Cross realising just WHAT the fight had been about. And pissed he didnt know before because then he would have joined and helped error. How fucking Dare he. How does he dare?! Cross is FUMING.

Horror is also horrified. He hadnt known. But one look at dust shows why and they know dust. So he just. Gently tries to redirect some of dusts focus. Favourite foods. They can work out. If dust wants to horror can come with him on a trip to catch another wild horse for dust to work with.

killer just feeling like shit. This wasnt suposed to happen!! Dist liked them! The plan was for them to see how amazing dust was and to like him back and then dusty would have two people who adored him. That was the plan!! Not... not this!! Not some fucking guys just toying with his emotions and feelings only to throw him aside as soon as they either got what they wanted or dust noticed. And then just acting as if NOTHING is wrong?! As if they didnt seriously hurt him?!

Killer feels so bad for his involvement but also so mad about them. He wants to make it up to dust but he doesnt even know how. Dust na dhim had alreayd been on thin ice because killer tried to help before and that ended 'well' whoch turned out wasnt okay at all!!

Meanwhile dust just doesnt want to think abiut it. It hurts. He really tried to connect with them. But dust saw that geni wasnt interested. And later just seemed distracted (at first geno just didnt care. Later after he realised his feelings he got distracted because he realised that he really really enjoys just listening to dust.) It hurt extra because genonwould repeat questions. Stuff he already asked with that same fake interested face only to zone out whenever dust started talking. Dust knows he had been an idiot. Blinded by his own stupid feelings to not see what was going on. He knows better now. He shpuldnt have expected anything else

and yeah. The next visit makes it VERY clear they are no longer welcome. Hell the very castle looks less welcoming (ccino is mad so the tree/castle are mad with him)

Geno and reaper spoke about what thr fuck geno had been thinking. Very quickly concluding. He hadnt been thinking. They concluded they need to apologise. Only for them to meet horror out front. Mask up. Not saying a word. Just silently leading them. And staying.

They are under surveillance.

And dust is no where to be found/seen. And then reaper is given the addendum.

the idea that it is actually dust who is calmest. Who just says that if tbey are actually sorry they will stop after the warning so just treat them normally. Honeslty just reinfoces the others fo keep doing what they are doing. Because dust may not move to defned himself like this or his own comfort but they will!

error aand noghtmare are still... more positive but again. Stuff is going on.

The idea though of geno awkwardly asking if he can speak to dust only to be met with nightmare loooking at him and grinning "no. In matter of fact. I am going to do my best to make sure you never get to see him ever again. Now. Please leave the meeting room. After your past behaviour i cant quite trust you with sensitive information".

Which. Worst part is. Geno knows he deserves because look at ehat he did when he learned anything about them. Think of ways to get what he wanted from dust.

aaw no reaper bit. I will wait with waited breath hihi.

Hahaha the drbable wouldnt be the toxic phase per se... more of how geno deals with being forced to deal with the consequences of his actions. Deal with knowing that someone he likes and wants to know better just. Doesnt even want to look at his face anymore.

That is the general idea hihi.

Important plot point for the New Age AU post-story dustedafterdeath plot- (realizing now slight tw for abusive relationship???)

Geno is a manipulative bastard who exerts his skill and prowess over others. With Reaper their relationship was balanced and became healthy thanks to Reaper actually being stronger than Geno. So all of Geno's manipulation was more like an angry chihuahua barking at Reaper. They got over that stage fast.

With Dust?? He doesn't realize he can't show his interest the same way. Doesn't occur to him that Dust is "lesser" than him in every situation. Royal Mage against a Knight, the Mage has more political power. Geno has direct ties to Reaper, who they need to keep happy for Night's treaty. Geno has more technical skill w/ his magic and Dust is sure the technique and control would be enough to best his own barely controlled magic. He's physically weaker, especially after his shoulder injury. So when Geno realizes he's caught feelings he feels guilty, but doesn't stop manipulating him?? Because Reaper was fine with it, so clearly that's how romance works right?

And it is (shocker) NOT how romance works.

While Dust is being low key pampered and spoiled by Reaper (Reaper recognizes the power dynamics very vividly and I'd sure to make sure Dust knows he can say No or Stop at any moment to anything, even hand-holding or escorting, and Reaper respects it) as Reaper compliments him and gives him gifts and asks how he's been. Geno is out here hyperfixated on Dust's latent magic and is getting his way to learn more no matter the cost (which, in this case, is faking romantic interest). And Reaper doesn't realize how intense Geno is bring because he *thought* Geno would know better. And with the fragile situation, Dust doesn't speak up.

So, ofc, it all comes to a head when Geno finally realizes he's gone too far, Dust completely shuts him out. And Geno is too proud to face his consequences and come clean to Dust about his intentions. Dust, usually quiet anyways, just moves on, though he's deeply distrustful of every pampering Reaper does for him now.

It isn't until 2 days later that Error is talking with Geno (y'know, brother gossip) and Error asks how it's going with Dust.

When Geno responds that his plan fell through, Error asks for elaboration, and Geno tell him the jist. Leas Dust on, then let him down gently. But he caught feels and Dust didn't seem to like the advances so he gave up. And Error knows his brother and knows that's not the full story. So they change subjects, and Error convinces Geno to go visit the woods on the edge of town to test a new weapon of his.

But once they're out there and alone Error reads his brother the riot act because he's so furious and disappointed!!! Dust of all people?? Manipulating him??? And when Geno tries to defend himself (digging a deeper hole and processing just how awful he was himself as he says it out loud) Error just straight up pulls him into combat. (And Geno, not wanting to accidentally hurt his brother but also furious + caught up in emotion, fights back.)

They beat eachother into the trees and the rocks and just tear into eachother, but by the time the Knights arrive to see what the problem is (the cats got word to Ccino, and Ccino sent Dust and Cross to figure it out) Geno is pretty much on low hp and Error is wounded but still standing.

Error spots the Knights and basically uses his strings to slam Geno to the ground at Dust's feet. And there's this moment of frustration and sorrow that seems to pass between the three of them, before Cross (<- unaware) asks what Error was thinking!

Error just says he'll explain it later and that they can go back now. Cross should carry Geno. Error would explain to Reaper (Geno flinched at that).

They return, and Error pulls Reaper aside to mutter some things to him. Reaper seems distressed and takes Geno from Cross, but doesn't even seem bothered at seeing his lover as roughed up as he was. He excuses them away, and Dust disappears into his room.

Error hunts down Dust and chills with him a bit. Error apologizes on his brother's behalf, and Dust seems just. Out of it. He won't say it's okay, because it's not, but he won't put pressure on Error because it's definitely not the kid's fault. So he settles on a tired laugh and thanking Error for beating up his big brother for him. (Error and Geno are on level playing field. As siblings, as Royal Mages, as partners to their kings. They are evenly matched in almost every way, so Error had the power to stand up for Dust, and Dust appreciates that.)

Amd after that little interaction, Dust actually realizes he's alright. He has people who will look out for him. Who will make sure everything goes smoothly. AND after joking with Error some more? He realizes Geno just. Has weird priorities. Weird ways of showing his affection. Dust decides he won't give Geno a second shot unless he bends and gives up his weird manipulation with Dust.

It takes a few days before Geno is done wallowing and processing, but he comes to find Dust (Reaper right behind him, supposedly to keep him in line) looking like a prideful lil wet cat. He says he's sorry, and that he realizes it was shitty of him, and that he will respect it if Dust wants him and Reaper to stop bothering him.

Dust clarifies and asks if Reaper was being genuine. (He was.) And he asks of Geno would be willing to give being genuine a shot (a hesitant yes). Dust does not push them away, but he does say he is going to inform Night. He also asks them to swear that no matter where the relationship ends, they will not take it out on Nightmare. (They agree.)

Like. Reaper, the romantic who is actually kind and wants to make lasting relationships *before* acting on his desires. Vs. Geno, the guy driven by desires who seems to stumble across romance by mistake every time. Both after Dust, most emotionally bottled skeleton they've ever met? Wild.

Geno is super toxic about his relationships and doesn't even notice in my aus ig. Goofy ahh. He eventually gets his conscience back. But it's. A struggle.

In the other au I have Dust guilt-trip him into being less of an idiot. In this one I make his brother throw him around like a ragdoll. (To Error, violence is often the answer <3)

[nightowlfandom]

Ayato Sakamaki- My Only Human

HEY HEY!!

ANON ASKS

Can I make a request from your x -rated prompts. 36, 40, 57 , With Ayato Sakamaki. >.< if you can.

Idea: Maybe the reader, catches a student at the night school flirting and touching him, but when she thought he would shove her off, he doesn't. She gets super mad at him and doesnt talk to him the rest of the day until he comes in her room after school demanding to the what the readers problem is, and it leads to some rough sexy time??

If you cant thats fine >.<

If YoU CaN’t ThAt’s FiNe, PSSSSHH I GOT THIS 

36- That’s it, grab my hair. Yank it, pull me back into your pussy.

40- How do you ride me so good? God damn, you’re gonna break me!

57- Fuck! You’re mine. You’re fucking mine and I’m fucking yours.

CHECKOUT MY MASTERLIST HERE!!!

Leggo!!

...

“Yui, question.” you walked through the halls with your favorite adoptive-cousin. 

“Y/N, Answer!” she giggled in reply. “What’s up?”

“I needed help! Me and this math thing is not a thing.” you glared down at your folder.

“18, 42, 6.9 and X=17.” she instantly filled in the blanks to the questions you hadn’t answered.

“Have I ever told you I loved you?” you faked crying.

“Only always.” she shrugged. “I see the boys beat us here.” she mused, noticing the Sakamaki AND the Mukami brothers in the respective groups by the lockers, right across from each-other.

“Always beating us here, but never offering to drop us off...assholes.”

“Aren’t you the one insisting on Ayato and you arriving at different times?” she raised a brow as you two slowed down in pace.

“I told it it would be better if I arrived a little bit after him after his gaggling fans dispersed.” you half-shrugged. “The last thing I need are his fangirls trying me.” you rolled your eyes.

“Like that girl flirting with Ayato?”

“Exactly...Wait WHAT?” 

Yui pointed in the direction of the Sakamaki brothers. A girl was standing in front of him. Holding her books to her chest with one hand while twirling strands of her hair in another. 

“Julia.” you growled. “She always does this!” you motioned to how ridiculous it was that she always flirted with one of the Sakamaki brothers. Especially the one that was TAKEN!

“Ayato won’t let her even touch him!” Yui tried to console you. 

“You know what, you’re right.” you smiled a little. Everyone knew you two were an item. She wouldn’t dare.

“He loves you and he wouldn’t let her-”

You two watched as Ayato put on a flirtatious smile, crossing his arms in amusement as he leaned against the lockers.

“Maybe he won’t even entertain-”

Julia trailed a finger up his arm, laughing like a hyena.

“Maybe he’ll embarrass her?”

You watched as he took her hand, raised it to his mouth and gave her knuckles a short peck.

“Maybe-”

“Yui I love you, but I’ma need you to stop talking.” your voice kinda cracked. 

You had transferred from day school to night school for him. You had transferred SCHOOLS for him. You dealt with the burden of having to take care of a human girl who was allergic to her own skin (you loved Yui to bits, but damnit if she didn’t get you into trouble all the time) on some days along with dealing with a bunch of perverted, self-important, assholes for him...so why..WHY was he responding to Julia....like he was single.

“I’m going class.” you grumbled. “See you later.”

“Y/N WAIT!” 

...(Meanwhile)

Ayato needed to pass his English Lit. Class project, so of course when that Julia girl offered to type his report for him, he couldn’t say no. He had to pretend he wasn’t disgusted by her if he was going to remain in the top 5% of people with an actual brain. Fuck being like the other students.

“Y/N WAIT!” 

“That sounded like Yui.” Reiji commented. They were surprised to see you bolted down the hallway at full speed with Yui on your tail. She skid to a stop to glare at Ayato.

“You’ve really done it this time.” was all she said before she ran off. “Y/N!! COME BACK!”

“Smooth move, moron.” Yuma called from the other side. “Looks like I get to play knight in shining armor.” he winked.

“Ayato~” Julia got his attention, “make sure to meet me in the library so I can give you your essay.”

“Yeah, sure whatever.” Ayato watched at Yui chased you down the hall.

... (Lunchtime/Free Period)

You sat in the courtyard, sadly staring at a sketchbook page You liked to paint or draw school life in the quad. You had started with a sketch of the Sakamaki brothers, but it didn’t feel right.

You’d probably get in trouble, but you just had to draw Yuma Mukami who was sitting by the fountain. You looked up every so often, hoping he didn’t see you. 

“Y/N!” You heard. You turned your head to the side to see Ayato sitting with his brothers. “COME OVER HERE.”

Wordlessly, you grabbed your sketchbook...only to walk to the other side of the quad. You sat at another table, focusing back on your artwork.

“Hey...”A shadow was cast over your work.

“Do you mind?” you grumbled. “You’re blocking my light source.”

“Hm, I was just thinking you’d wanna see the reference up close.”

Your head darted up to see Yuma, standing in front of you. “May I sit.”

“Do whatever you want.” you grumbled. “I don’t care.”

Ayato watched from the other side of the court yard as that smug playful bastard took your sketchbook from in front of you and began flipping through it. Why hadn’t you sat with him today?? That Mukami dickwad had better not touch you.

He watched as Yuma flirted with you, and thankfully you didn’t seem to fall for his charms. Though that half smile you gave when he gave you a flower that had been growing nearby was enough to make him angry. 

“AYATOOOO~” Julia practically threw herself into the spot where you usually sat when you sat with him. “I finished your report!”

“Great. Sure, whatever.” he glared potholes at Yuma.

“So...do you wanna eat lunch together?”

“That’s nice, Maria.”

“It’s Julia...”

“Sure whatever.”

(Meanwhile)

“There’s that smile.” he winked as you looked at the flower. 

“Thanks, I guess.”

“Also, next time you draw me...let’s have it be a nude painting huh?” He winked, getting up.

“Gross.” you scoffed, standing up yourself. “See you in Biology.” you cringed.

“Y/N!” you heard Ayato’s voice call again. Just ignore him...(Read more below the break)

... (Smut warning)

When you got home, you locked yourself in your room. You had told Yui to not bother trying to make you feel better, because it wouldn’t work. You had just finished your homework when-

“Y/N! LET ME IN!” Ayato angrily knocked at the door. When he didn’t hear anything back, he decided that the window would have to suffice. “FINE! YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE.”

“Oh shit!” you began to run towards the window, hoping to shut it when Ayato practically appeared out of nowhere with a frown on his face.

“Why have you been ignoring me?” he glowered. When you didn’t answer, he grew more agitated. “Y/N, Don’t make me ask again.” Still nothing. “Y/N, You have three seconds to tell me-”

“Why don’t you ask Julia!” you finally snapped. “You sure seem to like flirting with HER.”

“What? I’d never flirt with that disgusting-”

“SO KISSING HER HAND THIS MORNING WASN’T FLIRTING! Yui and I saw you! She touched your arm and you didn’t even move!” you accused. 

“Y/N, let me explain!”

“YOU DON’T NEED TO! You don’t love me anymore!” you pointed. “So go be with her! Go flirt with her! Go and spend time with her because that all you seemed to be interested in doing today!”

Ayato gasped, he finally realized what Yui had been talking about when she said ‘You really done it this time.’ He hadn’t even realized it, but he had been busy with Julia all day that by the time he got free time. He thought-

“You gonna let me talk now, Human?” he used the pet-name he coined for you. “I don’t love Julia. And I wasn’t flirting with her because I don’t love you.”

“Huh?”

“She was doing my English Lit. paper and I had to make her think she was worth my time.” he explained. “She had to think I was actually interested in her or else she’d make a scene. She knew what this exchange was. A litle bit of attention and that A+ was as good as mine. I passed by the way.” he winked.

“S-so, you don’t love her?” you wiped your eyes.

“Of course not! How many times have I told you that my heart only belongs to you?” He asked. “Idiot.” he shook his head with an amused smile. “As if that plain, lowly human could ever compare to my own personal descendant of the goddeses that made this wicked world.” he bit his lip. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I was running out of time. I would have told you, had you sat with me at lunch today.” he rolled his eyes. “...Y/N, please accept my deepest apology. I wouldn’t hurt you...unless you asked.” he wiggled his eyebrows at the last part. “Now come here.”

He grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him, taking you in a long drawn out kiss. He purposefully moaned in your mouth, laughing maniacally through each peck.

“Me, and that disgusting excuse- how laughable.” he began kissing down your neck. “I guess I’ll have to show you that you’re mine and will only ever be mine.” 

“Ayato~” you whimpered. 

“Shush.” he kissed you again. “ Fuck! “ he kept kissing your lips “You’re mine. You’re fucking mine and I’m fucking yours. .” He backed you up towards the bed. “Usually I’d ask you to suck my dick first, but I want everything to be about you.” he made you sit down. “Aww, you didn’t take off your uniform, so I can take your panties off right now.” he smirked.

Had he lost his mind?!?

“Have you lost your mind?!?” your legs shook as your panties were discarded who knew where. 

“I’ve always wanted to defile you while you were wearing it, so you can think of me every single time you put it on. Mmmmff-” he buried his head between your legs, exploring your depths with his tongue.

You took in a sharp breath, instantly arching your back in his favor. Good, that was his invitation to go forward. “Y/N, you taste so fucking good-” he laughed gleefully. “I wanna bite your clit and taste the blood right from your naughty place.” he moaned, lashing his tongue against your heat. 

“Ayato, It feels so-” you mewled. “M-more, please?”

Hearing this, he went feral. He dug his nails into your thighs, sucking harshly at your slit. You had to hold the back of his head to stay vertical, your hands tangled through his lush hair.

“ That’s it, grab my hair. Yank it, pull me back into your pussy-mmm. “ he couldn’t even finish his sentence. He was so hungry that not even a snide comment could leave his lips while he tasted you. He’d never do this with anyone else, love anyone else. He was having too much fun worshipping his beautiful human. 

“Ayato- I’m gonna c-cu-”

“Cum. Let me taste you. Let me feel it against me, let me drive my fangs into your thighs while you cum so you can feel what true ecstasy feels like.” 

You felt yourself unravel, only to feel those fangs dig into your left thigh. “Ungh! Ayato!!” you cried. 

“Fuck, Y/N.” he lapped up your blood. “It tastes even better when you’re cumming.” he bit his lip. “I wanna feel you wrap around me.” he crawled over you, capturing your mouth in a long, messy kiss.

You were surprised when he moved you two so you were straddling him. “Undo my jeans, take what’s yours, Y/N.” he bit his lips. 

You shyly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled then down along with his boxers. You were welcomed by a very obvious hardon. 

His cock slapped against his stomach as it was set free. 

“C-can I, touch?”

“It’s yours.” he winked. “Do whatever you want to me.”

You began stroking him, coaxing a low satisfied moan from your lover. You wanted to be mean and leave him but who were you kidding, you both needed it.

“Is it too forward to ask you to ride my cock?” he asked, biting his lip. “Please?”

He caressed your thighs, coaxing you to slip his dick along the perimeter of your slit. You met his eyes, but could only shyly look away.

“Oh Goooodd-” he sucked in air as his dick slipped inside. You shy rocked your hips, coaxing another moan out of him. His hands rested on your thighs. “Shit, Y/N, Why are you so fucking- Ungh...Shit I can’t take much more.” he thrusted his hips upwards. 

A small gasp hitched in your throat, followed by many as he thrust himself in and out of you. You wanted some sort of control too, so you rolled your hips even more against him. “Shit. Ayato~” you moaned. “Fuuuh-”

“Why would I want anyone else when you’re here with me.” he spoke. “Why would I NEED anyone else!” he growled. “You’re mine! I’m Yours, that’s how to fuck it should be!” he seethed. “Fuck your pussy feels so good.”

He was absolutely right, you didn’t think even washing this uniform would get his essence out of it.

“Shit!!” Ayato threw his head back, moaning like you had never seen him moan before. You didn’t even think he could even make such a face. “Y/N!!! “ he cried. “I fucking love you so much, Fuck, S-shit!! Fuck say it back, please.”

“Ayato,” you felt his cock twitch inside. “I love you-haah-aah!”

“ How do you ride me so good? God damn, you’re gonna break me! “ he cried, digging his nails into your thighs. “Fuck Y/N this is what you to do me!!”

You both were loud, sensitive, and on the brinK of breaking.

“I’m gonna CU---AAAHH FUUCCK!” you felt his warmth spill inside you. You were taken aback by him wrapped a hand around your neck and pulling you down to kiss you abruptly. He moaned loudly into your mouth, crying in euphoria as he bottomed out inside your wetness.

“Y/N!” he cried once more. “Fuck I love you.” his face twisted in pleasure, those usually stern eyebrows going soft. “I fucking love you. My human, My only human~.” he hugged you close.

“Ayato~” you replied just as wantonly. “I love you.” you whimpered.

“Don’t think you’re off the hook for ignoring me today, now it’s my turn to get revenge.” you heard his breathless laugh. “Shall we continue?”

(I.....AM SO SORRY FOR THIS)

[ddarker-dreams]

FINALLY SOMEONE SAID THE TRUTH.

I admit that i enjoyed act 3 but it feels like really rushed i have so much complain with that.

The build up until act 2 was so good it give us so much premise but the final blow si meh. Sorry that i want to share thing long rant with you

1. Why the final talk is with yae, no offense to her but we need ei to explain not to mention she witness khaenriah downfall so she can give us more information, i feel like they do it for the plot armor so they can just keep dragging this

2. So many things that quite inconsistant, the shogun is show no mercy to anyone that even did a little thing outside what she think its right, how come she can still have a talk with signora, when sara is falling like that, and also there is no clarification about sara right now.

The traveler was so done at first they refuse to help thoma and ayaka at the beginning. But they seem so happy and forget everything how come they are not RAGE ( okay maybe this is to bias and personal) when this nation provide nothing about our siblings information and also why they are not mention anything about their problem in ei stroy quest. Its nonsense! She is right in front of youu, ask about your siblings, ask about khaenriah, ask about ukmown god!!. How come they can just forget like that. Also mihoyo really waste the potential about twin things i thing ei will give us so much help bcs of the sympathy that we both rn lost our twin but noooo.

3. Kokomi seem lost some brain cell, she make a very succesfull grand intro but she become meh in act 3, how come a great strategist like her let the sus sponsorship slip just bcs they are desperate, not to mention her screen time is really small and her role seem so unsignificant and it feels lile she is a plain npc.

4. The awesome world quest that we have done doesnt get any mention at all! Inazuma owe us so much with cleansing sakura, thunder sakura, tatarigami, obarashi quest. It has so much potential that yae or ei or anyone else aknowledge what traveler has been done but nooo.

cracks knuckles... i suppose it's time for my promised dissertation. interestingly enough, you touched on a lot of the main issues i had with chapter III.

i think that if i had to pin the main issue, it's a lack of overall cohesiveness? we were jumping all over the place without the chance to ever flesh things out. inazuma is a smaller cast, but i feel like we didn't get to see any of them shine. since i'm most interested in the genshin characters, i'll break down my problems by going over everyone and their (lack) of impact on the story.

was ayaka not questioned or placed under suspicion for being close to thoma before his escape? i wanted to see her broken up over her duties as they relate to the yashiro commission, paired with having someone she genuinely cares about in danger. it would've been an interesting struggle if she was forced to choose one or the other. instead she just kinda took a back seat.

speaking of thoma, i don't even have anything to say, because he just... was there? for .0001 seconds. said "lol this sucks ig" and that's about it. i know we're going to get a story for him in the future since he's a 5* but i'm not getting my hopes up 😭 then in the raiden shogun's character story, man is peachy keen! be upset with the raiden shogun! have some inner conflict! even if it's just using loaded language because he's under surveillance for going against the raiden shogun, that'd be so cool. saying something like,

"Traveler, what's with that expression? Oh please, there's nothing to worry about. We're under the Statue of the Omnipresent God's protection. Nothing bad has ever happened here." *wink*

i also don't know what to say about gorou. he was... there....... i think. what is he fighting for? what are the stakes for him? what makes him place so much trust into kokomi? i'm out of things to say about him because i don't remember anything he did or said.

kokomi... oh kokomi... i was so hyped. so excited. i thought that maybe we could see a foil to the raiden shogun. that she'd have a moment where she's forced to realize, just like her opponent, sacrifices must be made that will hurt people who will never understand why she made them. or maybe something to show her military prowess. but instead she just accepts a mysterious patron's help (?), sees her people aging like the grateful dead from JJBA, and goes oh well. that sucks. what can ya do. oh bye traveler i guess, good luck with that. ????????????? HUH... similar case to thoma where she's gonna get a character story but like. she won't be the leader of the resistance anymore. that was her whole shtick. they took her shtick away. also she forced me to interact with more NPCs whose names i've already forgotten so i'm tilted about that still.

KUJOU SARA... AN INJUSTICE. A DISGRACE. a slap to my woman loving face. the build up was there. yae miko's comments about sara probably knowing the tenryou commission is involved in shady dealings, but is choosing not to think about it. sara being forced to confront reality and challenge her adopted father with the truth. being able to blaze a new path for herself in the process. when she started running to the raiden shogun i was ultra hyped up. sara, a devotee to the shogun for so long, was about to see her god interacting with the same people who led inazuma to this awful state. how would she react? would she stay ignorant, like yae miko so coyly said, choosing to look away in favor of following her god's footsteps? or would she be forced to recognize the raiden shogun isn't as divine as she once thought, and challenge her belief system?

we open the door to see the raiden shogun. the loading screen ensues. the camera pans to the ominous room, clouded in darkness, hinting at the ominous confrontation that is to come. the music takes a serious timbre. and then...

well fuck that potential character arc i guess. (we still don't know what sara made of any of this since she poofed out of existence from the story at this point)

kazuha also was handed a similar treatment. we've been with him for a while longer now. he is our introduction into inazuma, the one who first gets us emotionally involved by regaling us with the bittersweet tale of friendship that led him to becoming a wanted criminal. a kind soul who loves nature yet was dealt a cruel hand by fate, forced to watch his home nation turn into a hostile place, where his dear friend ultimately perished as a result. we get the scene with his friend's vision lighting back up. he parries a block from the raiden shogun, in the same area where his friend was killed by her. the parallels. the drama. except this time, he wasn't too late. he protected the traveler where he "failed" to protect his friend in the past. did he feel redemption at this? or was it a bittersweet reminder of what could've been?

WELL i guess we'll never know because we didn't get to talk to him again 😭 idk who got a bait and switch worse, him or sara. jesus christ mihoyo.

then we have signora. why is the raiden shogun talking to her? does she know about the gnosis being taken, and if she doesn't, what was her plan to get it from the archon? what does she think about scaramouche? and oh, okay, we're fighting here now. good fight + god tier music. pog pog. okay, now we've beaten her up, and raiden shogun wyd— wait no not signora her lore is still on CUPS not YET raiden shogun and— ah she's dead. okay. non nerds who didn't read artifact lore are going to know nothing about her. signora has such an interesting story, and yet... well. ok.

then we get raiden shogun redemption (?) arc. i was hype for this as well, though at that point, idk why i bothered being hype. i knew they were gonna do a cute power of friendship something or another, and i'm good with that, so long as it's executed well. what i was envisioning was like seven different buffs to correspond with the seven different visions, the dreams of those whose ambitions were stolen serving as the spear to penetrate the raiden shogun's heart of stone. maybe a hydro vision giving us extra healing for a time, with the voice acting over it being like,

"Even if the rest of the world forgets us, let our will carry you through this one final time. Succeed where we couldn't, Traveler."

so on and so forth.

but instead we got— you get the idea at this point. why bother spelling it out anymore.

at that point i was surprised the raiden shogun didn't go "oopsie woopsie!! we made a fucky wucky!!!" because that was the vibe i was getting. i love ei, don't get me wrong, but i wanted to see her challenged with what she had done to inazuma in the past year. maybe meeting NPC #2345259 who lost her sister to the vision decree or something, reminding ei of the love she held for her sister... being forced to come to terms with the extent of what she's done in pursuit of eternity.

anyway. please for the love of god mihoyo hire better writers for the main story. that is all i ask. thank you.

[etherealino]

let’s fix us. — b. chan

synopsis: chan asks you to give him one more chance and why would you deny when you can never resist him?

genre: post breakup au. angst with a fluff ending.

warning(s): this is... messy. crying? swearing? and mentions of drinking

wc: 1k

note: this is my poor attempt to get back on being active. this drabble is... stupid. unproof read. this is for a friend too !! but she doesnt have an acc sjfojs

chan stops in his tracks as he sees you in the room. he blows out a puff of breath, cheeks expanding as he tries to decipher what to do. unfortunate for chan, you turn your head seeing him but you turn back to what you were originally doing. without a choice, chan enters the room, going straight to the fridge to get himself a drink. “how big is the crowd?” you ask and chan stops on his tracks again, not expecting you to want to talk to him. he knows your style when you’re too shy to make a conversation; you always try to ask the stupidest things. but maybe he’s just overthinking. maybe there were no people around when you arrived. but chan knows better.

“a lot.” chan says and you nod, returning back to your dishes. 

chan was in fact correct. you only struck a conversation up because you want to talk to him. and now, here you are, wishing chan would say something—anything. “so, uh,” oh, thank god. “you seeing anyone?” ah. you know this style of his all too well. he asks first as if he doesn’t care because in reality, he wants you to answer the opposite of your actual answer.

exhibit a. “so, are you really mad at me?” chan would ask. it was the first time he did this. so, you don’t answer. you only look at him with a blank expression and turn back around to go where you want to go. so chan follows you around the whole day, thinking how to make you not mad at him anymore. he never knew you can never resist him.

exhibit b. “so, uh, you think minho is the number one on your list if you’re asked who is the most handsome in the whole world?” chan asks and you look at him. “yes.” you said and chan nodded. “interesting.” chan mumbles, putting his hands on his hips. chan opens his mouth about to bombard questions when you beat him to it. “but that was before i met you.” you said and chan’s opened mouth slowly closes as he looks at you. chan nods, shrugging. but when he turns around, boy, is his smile bigger than his pride.

exhibit c. right now.

“what if i say i am?” you say, not bothering to look at him. chan sighs, playing with the lid of his drink as he stares at it.

“i wish you the best.” chan mumbles. “nothing but the very best.”

now, i know. chan isn’t usually like this that would just be honest. but what does he have to lose? so, here he is, no filter, no secrets, no lies right in front of you because he would do everything and i mean everything to have you back.

“and if i say i don’t?” you ask.

chan takes in a breath, concealing his wavering voice. tears have built in his eyes but he never let them go. “can we talk about what went wrong and maybe fix it?” chan mumbles. he wasn’t ashamed. he knew that if he said it louder, his voice would waver. 

four months. four damn months that he never felt your embrace that made him feel safe. he is the man in the relationship but he never told you that he needs you to make him strong.

with your lack of response, chan takes in a deep breath once again as he looks up above the ceiling thinking it would prevent the tears from falling. “are you over me?” chan asks and you sigh. “they say three months is enough for a person to move on and it’s been four months.”

“why, are you over me?” you say and chan finally doesn’t have the power to hold his tears at bay.

“no.” chan answered truthfully. chan stares at your back and thinks of how many times has he hugged you from behind and he never took the chance for granted to plant as many kisses he can at  the back of your neck down to your shoulders. “so, are you?”

“chan,” you call. “you know me, i don’t believe time measures how big the.. uh, thing is. it just.. grows big regardless of the time.” you explain and sigh. “three years of relationship and you never knew how in love i am with you. you never knew i couldn’t resist you.” you sigh. “i am not over you. i don’t think i ever will be.”

that’s all it took for chan to place his drink on the table beside him and march up to you, hugging you by your waist as he presses his face on the side of yours. “please, forgive me.” chan mumbles. “i’m so sorry. let’s talk about it.” you feel chan’s hot tears on your cheeks and your eyes widen. you rinse your hands, wiping it dry as you grab chan’s wrists to unwrap them around you but chan fights against you. “please, y/n. just.. please, let’s talk.”

you sigh, tears in your eyes building as you lean back against chan’s chest. “i didn’t mean what i said. i’m sorry i took this long, it’s just.. i got scared and i thought you finally reached the point of being tired at me.” chan mumbles as he softly sobs. you turn around, chan letting his arms loosen when he feels you and you wrap your arms around his shoulders. softly, you let out your own sob as you tighten your embrace around him.

“we probably look stupid.” you mumble and chan lets out a teary laugh. you pull away but chan remains with his iron grip on you.

“few more seconds?” chan asks and you wrap your arms around him once again. “thank you.”

you sigh, lightly pulling away to cup chan’s cheeks. even though his bags were big, eyes bloodshot and looks miserable when crying, you still think he’s the most beautiful person ever. “wanna get out of here?” you ask and chan sniffles, smiling as he nods his head.

“where to?” chan asks with a grin but he knows your answer.

“anywhere.” you say and chan leans in to kiss your nose. you smile, leaning in to kiss his lips and chan kisses back immediately not wanting to waste any more time. chan pulls you impossibly closer and giggle through the kiss which makes chan smile even more.