#he is so Ethereal beautiful gorgeous pretty stunning

[beqitos]

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재즈 : felt bored, so I wrote this. NOT PROOFREAD !!

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚 oh, he was star shook. he could not keep his eyes off of you the second you entered your guys shared apartment. once you strutted into your shared bedroom, he immediately dropped his controller, and his jaw was dropped. he turned around in his gaming chair and stood up, back hugging you, once you sat down on your vanity chair. "hey baby, you look extra beautiful today. what did you do?" he mumbled into the crook of your neck, playing sarcastic. "oh nothing, just a little something, nothing crazy." you kissed his cheek, retreating the same energy back. "you look gorgeous, doll." he grabbed your chin and planted a kiss on your lips.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚 he definitely experienced whiplash for the first time. since the kitchen was right by the door, he heard it open, knowing you finally had arrived and turned his head to greet you, but you were already behind, back hugging him. he smiled to himself, looking back for a second but then quickly turned back when he saw a sudden bright change in your appearance. "woah.. when did you do this, sweetheart?" he turned off the stove to pay full attention to you. "a few hours ago." you muffled into his chest, inhaling his perfume that you love. “you like?” you giggled, lifting up your head, seeing his admiring state. “like? baby, I love it.” he smiled ear to ear, playing with your hair, giving little head kisses.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡 boy, was he more giddy than you. he'd just got out of the shower when you had just got home from work, or that's what you told jake. you had told jake that it was going to be a normal day at work and you'll be back at your usual time, but really, you wanted to surprise him with a change. “yn, is that you!” he shouted from the bathroom. “yes! I have something to show you!” you yelled back, walking to your bedroom, jake was in. you sat on the bed, fixing your hair in the mirror in front of you, waiting for jake to finish. “hey baby—” his jaw dropped. “wow. omg, what the fuck. you look absolutely beautiful.” he dropped his towel he was using to dry his hair. “I did a little something, I also got a haircut!” you looked up at him, but which was quickly cut off by him non stop pecking your face.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡 honestly, if you dyed it a dark color and you already had dark hair, he wouldn't notice at all. but if you had light hair and dyed it a dark color, how he'd be so clingy. you had come home to him doing the dishes, he heard the door open but since you didn't say anything he suspected that you were trying to scare him, which was true but he'd never suspect the new change. you lurked up behind him, yelling boo to at least try. he turned around and pretended to be scared, but once he saw your hair, oh, he was stunned. “ah— YN? IS THAT YOU? WHAT?” he yelled with his hands surrender. “just a little change.” you said so casually. “LITTLE? BABY, THIS IS.. JUST ECONOMICAL. WOW, YOU LOOK GORGEOUS.” he pull you in a hug, pecking your face everywhere.

𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢 oh, he's instantly turning into your own personal hype boy. the moment you walked into the room, his eyes immediately lit up, and he gasped. he got up from the bed and rushed over to you, his eyes still wide. “when did you get this done? see, i told you [ color of your choice ] looked good on you.” he said in amazement. “aww thank you,” were the last words you could get out before he immediately dragged you to his vanity. “I've been dying to try this new hairstyle, and you're gonna be the one I test on. so just sit and look pretty.” you nodded and let him do this magic. after hours and hours of styling and frustration, his work was completed. “sunoo. this is just pigtails.” you turned around, “yeah? and?”

𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡 he'd gawk at you so much. he had a feeling you were gonna do something drastically, but never this. when you walked into the living room, all dressed up, matching with your new hair, he was already drooling. “uh— uh— babe, heh, when did you do this? I mean, it's gorgeous, but—” he stuttered over and over again. you obviously giggled at the site and walked over to him, cupping his face and giving him the biggest smooch ever on his cheek, leaving a lipstick print. “about like 3 hours ago, do you like it?” you twirled. “like? like is an understatement. I absolutely love it.” he hugged you, hiding his face into your chest. for the next few hours, you guys decided to watch a movie and cuddle, but jungwon definitely wasn't watching the movie.

𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜 he’d let his nonchalant persona take over him for a bit, then become the biggest softie ever. honestly, you expected him not to notice, so you didn't bother bringing it up. when you walked into his room, as usual you plopped right on his bed, on your phone, waiting for him to get off his game but when he saw you from the corner of his eye, oh he wasn't paying to attention to his computer at all. he tried so hard not to take as many glances at you, but he just couldn't. whenever you'd get up from the bed, he'd immediately turn his head. “ki, I'm going to the kitchen. do you want anything?” you nudged him. “I'll go with you.” and just like that, he followed you everywhere. “hey guys, I'm getting tired, ima log off.” before he could even let his friends speak, he launched at you. “you smell nice.” he mumbled in your chest. “i like your hair too. it looks good.” he planted a kiss on your neck.

© beqitos 2025. do not copy, steal, or translate my work.

[ghstzzn]

YOU HAVENT SEEEEEN HIM

[unriding]

share a dance with him?

ying i cannot believe you /pos 😭

[alice3876]

why is he so 😩😭

Stray Kids x Dazed Korea ✧ Lee Know

[lotsoflola]

3:52pm [warnings: smut]

jaehyun had always thought you were gorgeous. since he first laid eyes on you, you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen, the only girl who gave him those fluttering butterflies in his chest. but now, when you were curled up in a brown leather armchair in his living room, soft sunlight hitting your face and lighting you up with an ethereal glow, he thought you were absolutely stunning.

good enough to eat even.

he wandered over to you, eyes travelling up and down your body, soaking you up as if this was the last time he would ever see you, the last time he would ever get to have you like this. you didn't even notice, focused entirely on your book, completely enamoured by the writing on the pages. instead, you only noticed when his shadow darkened the light hitting your pages, his much larger body towering over you, eyes locked onto yours.

"can i help?" you joked, placing your bookmark between the pages and placing it on the floor next to you.

he chuckled slightly. "you look..."

he couldn't finish this sentence, just completely taken over from your beauty, instead leaning down to place a kiss to your lips. it quickly escalated, his tongue slipping into your mouth with ease, exploring every inch of you as if he hadn't for the past years you had been dating. your hands tangled in his hair, pulling on his roots, causing him to groan as he pulled away. jaehyun was panting, lips slightly swollen, sweat beginning to brim at his forehead.

you were so in love.

"how do i look, jae?" you teased, hand sliding down his jaw to cup his cheek.

his tongue poked up against your palm, placing a kiss to your fingers before kneeling down before you.

"you look good enough to eat."

he pulled your cotton shorts of with ease, panties to the side as he dived in like a man starved, tongue lapping you up entirely as you whined at the sensation. you pushed him further into you, hips grinding against his face as his nose budged against your clit.

"fuck," you moaned, pornographic sounds coming from your lips as jaehyun kept the vicious pace, the pleasure becoming overwhelming as his hands gripped your thighs, keeping you steady for him as your orgasm quickly approached.

he pulled away slightly, laughing against your core, the vibration sending a wave of pleasure through your body.

"need to cum already?" he mumbled against your clit, leaving soft kitten licks against it.

you whined, pushing his head back into you. "need it so bad, jae."

"whatever my baby wants, my baby gets."

and with that the attack started again, pace supersonic as his fingers joined the equation, curling up and hitting that part inside of you, causing a choked moan to fall from your lips. you were embarrassingly close, a knot forming in your core as your hips continued their grind. jaehyun was working overtime to please you, only focused on your pleasure right now. he could wait, it was about his girlfriend.

"jae, jae, i'm so close-"

"come for me, baby."

and you obeyed, releasing all over his fingers as face and he lapped up the juices, carrying you through your high as your heart rate slowly returned to normal, hands releasing their death grip on jaehyun's hair as he cleaned you up with his tongue.

he started poking at your pussy again, gently scooping up your cum and smearing it over your sensitive lips.

"too much," you whined, voice barely a whisper.

but jaehyun just laughed, looking up at your with a mischievous look on his face. "baby, you looked so good cumming for me, so fucking pretty."

you blushed at his compliment, but your body shuddered as his fingers entered you again.

"gonna keep making you cum so i can see that pretty face over, and over, and over again."

[lomlhotchner]

❛ ethereal! ❜ … aaron hotchner

warnings: plus size!reader, talks about insecurities, talks abt body image issues and insecurities, but it gets a little suggestive towards the end ;)

a/n: comfort fic for big girls like me <3 i wrote this when i was feeling a little down and i didn’t have the gut to finish it but here we go 🤍 i know everyone is probably tired of a chubby!reader fic where she is insecure but believe me when i say that every fic i write i always have a plus size reader in mind, this is just more specific i hope this doesn’t rub yall the wrong way 🫶

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you are bigger than what society claims how you should be. you always shop in the guys station when you're out because the large sizes in the girls area just didn't make sense. you have more flesh and fat in some areas that sometimes it makes you insecure but other times make you feel like you're pretty.

you do think you’re pretty.

sometimes.

but when you don’t, you just don’t.

to be with someone is to also accept their flaws and problems. and aaron thinks he has a lot of problems. problems that can be seen as a burden for some people.

but not to you.

never to you.

“hey sweetheart.” aaron muttered in a small voice as he wrapped his hands around your hips. head tucking in the crook of your neck. “you look absolutely stunning.” he press kisses at the sides of your neck making you flush.

“thank you, baby.” turning your head to give his lips a soft peck. your eyes moved back to the mirror in front of you, staring at your reflection. the sage green dress didn’t look the same on you as it did on the first time. a frown takes over your face.

aaron picks up on this immediately, “what’s wrong?” his rough hands massaging your chubby hips. his chin resting on your shoulder, as he stared into your eyes through the mirror.

“nothing.” you shook your head, eyes turned downwards, “i just liked the way i looked in this dress last week. now, it’s just— i don’t know. it’s different now.”

a sigh made aaron furrow his eyebrows, “what do you mean? you look gorgeous then, you look gorgeous now.” he insisted, thumbs softly caressing your sides.

you shrugged, you didn’t know how to explain it. “i don’t now, its just weird. i have this thing were if i look at myself for too long then i’ll notice everything that’s wrong with me.” inside of your cheeks bitten in frustration, you don’t like being weak in front of aaron. not when he’s so strong.

aaron’s heart dropped at your words. he turned you around, eyes determined and sharp, “you are the most beautiful, precious, prettiest person i have laid my eyes on.” he started, your mouth opened to reject but one look from aaron has you shutting your mouth, “and you’re so so sexy.” he almost whines, forehead pressing against yours. “i sometimes can’t think straight when i look at you.” the corners of your mouth curved upwards, making aaron melt, “i love everything about you.” a kiss to your nose, “and i know my words won’t probably shut those nasty thoughts in your head i hope i can at least quiet them.”

“aaron-“ your eyes widen as he went on his knees, his slacks straining against his thighs, “you’re gonna be late for work-“

he ignored you, grabbing the back of your thick thighs, scrunching the dress of your fabric up, making way for his lips to attack your skin, “you’re so hot.” a nibble on your thigh made you whimper, “fuck, i love the sounds you make.”

your hands went to tangle in his dark locks, “baby, you don’t have to do this-“

he groaned, breath hot on your skin, “i love it when you call me baby.” his fingers trailed the edge of your panties. squeezing the soft fat there, “you’re fucking ethereal. heaven sent just for me.” he whispered, leaving kisses all around your thighs. “you are everything to me.” he repeated, his brown eyes looking up at you softly, molten irises full of love and desire for you.

for you.

for you.

for you.

“everything.” he whispered softly, begging— pleading for you to understand.

and maybe these insecurities won’t fully go away, but aaron definitely did help made you feel better. so much better.

reblog for a kiss 💋

[starsnsparkl3s]

not good enough for you

where you feel insecure because you genuinely feel like you aren't good enough for him, but he thinks otherwise.

{CW!!: suggestive, mentions of reader wearing a skirt/dress but gn, different types of insecurities, js know you are stunning with all of that baes <3}

characters: ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, tighnari, and wanderer

- set in modern au for a few, ~1.2k words in total -

ayato: pillar of fortitude

you being insecure just influences his spending habits on you. it increases tremendously.

of course he'll comfort you, give you attention, all that jazz, but him?

he buys even more things he thinks you'll look absolutely lovely in.

dress shirts, dresses, skirts, shorts, literally anything that he might think you'll like he'll get it.

you walk out of your shared bedroom with your hands behind your back and your gaze cast to the floor timidly. ayato nearly choked on the boba he was drinking when his eyes laid on you. the way you looked up at him with your eyes all the way to how you stood, he thought you looked ethereal. "my love, how could you be insecure when you look so lovely?" he pulls you into his arms, hands going down your waist. "are you sure? " you mumbled, your eyes focused on the ground. rubbing over your hip dips before cupping your ass, ayato used his other hand to make you look up at him. "you have nothing to worry about.. let me spoil you."

childe: tartaglia (did my man WRONG)

he honestly thinks you're joking when you first tell him, that's how good looking you are.

he hypes you up a LOT more than usual, making sure you feel extra special before anything.

being so fr, he's the type to comment first and most under your instagram posts

most definitely brags about you on his socials as well, has a highlight for you and everything

cyno: judicator of secrets

"childe, why am i getting hundreds of notifications? from YOUR account?" your boyfriend shrugs as if he doesn't know what he did, replying with a simple, "just making you feel good, that's all." after going to the notifications, your heart gets more and more full as you read the compliments he paints your phone screen with. they all came with such love and adoration which varies from "THATS MY S/O RIGHT THERE YOU GUYS!!!" to dumb pick up lines that have you rolling your eyes. you smile softly as you like every single one of his comments, pinning one at the top of your post. despite his cheesiness, you know from all of these that childe truly does think you're the prettiest.

his jokes slowly turn into cheesy pick up lines about how pretty you are, like those REALLY bad ones

its sort of misleading at first and makes you think he's doesn't care, and trust me he does! he's just bad at words of affirmation

not to mention, i believe he tells you you're so pretty and amazing and beautiful and just EVERYTHING in bed

he's totally up for fucking you in front of a mirror to get it through your head about how pretty you are

when he walks into your small shared apartment after a grocery run, he sees you staring into the mirror. you're poking your stomach fat around your belly button, sighing softly. he comes up behind you, kissing your neck softly as he wraps his arms around your hips. cyno digs in his pocket to pull out a small card, before saying, "good thing i have my library card, because i'm checking you out." you look up at him with an attempt at a deadpan, which morphs into a moan as he starts touching your hips, slowly going lower. "if you can't understand how gorgeous you are, i'll make sure you know by tonight."

diluc: the dark side of dawn

he would for sure be such a good person to talk to about your insecurities to and receive comfort

i think that when he was younger, he was also a little insecure about his appearance because of his hair and eyes, since it wasn't normal (i js know that when kaeya came around he got less and less insecure as he grew up but THIS ISNT ABT THEM.)

he would kiss every insecurity and go on rants about how much he loves them, because he loves every part of you

for the sex life? things like stretch marks make him go FERAL. literally all of your beautiful insecurities make him FERAL

as you let out a small moan, diluc spreads your legs open and start kissing up and down your thighs. your stretch marks were more prominent in the moonlight coming from the window, and that alone made him hard. "you're so beautiful my dear.." he took his finger and traced over them. when you looked down, your eyes widen to see him, looking at them like how people look at constellations in the sky. looking at them with such admiration, diluc kissed them over and over. "so pretty.. let me make your pretty body feel good."

tighnari: verdant strider

he would 100% accidently turn it into a lecture about self-confidence and would go on and ON

after knowing about your insecurities, he would bring flowers from his research and give them to you, they reminded him of you

although he would comfort you plenty, he is one sassy ass fox so he would be very sarcastic when you do bring yourself down

he would list all of your achievements while calling you the dumbest person he's ever met

"yeah you are pretty dumb now that i think about it." your heart dropped as those words came out of his mouth. before you can say something, tighnari continues. "it's not like you won the nationwide botany fair for sumeru or anything." your lips formed a pout as you spoke, "but you were my partner! of course we got won." he rolled his eyes before looking at you with a deadpan expression; "did you forget i was sick the whole time? you had to do it by yourself." a shy "oh" left your lips while his arm wrapped around your waist. "have more confidence in yourself you big lummox."

wanderer: eons adrift (named kunikuzushi for convenience)

he's like tighnari in a way, but much more heavy on the sarcastic and snide comments

he can't really comfort you because he can't even believe that he's good enough for you

tries his best though, always makes an effort to compliment you, even if the compliment is very choppy

isn't the best person to go to for insecurities plaguing your mind but it's nice to be around him anyways

you yelp in pain as kunikuzushi flicks your forehead out of annoyance. "shut it, you're giving me a headache." you sigh, "i'm being serious kuni, i really don't think that i look good enough for you." as your teary eyes dart to the ground, you feel his arms wrap around you. "you are so annoying.. of course your good enough. more than good enough you dumb fuck." you smile a little at his harsh words, knowing that's his way of comfort. while trying to stop your tears from falling, you couldn't hear his soft words in your hair. "you're so fucking pretty, i hate when you say otherwise dumbass."

written 3/20/23 || credits go to me || asks open <3

[idleoblivion]

"An Unexpected Lesson in Envy" Cater Diamond x GN Reader

Synopsis: Cater wants to show off pictures of you on Magicam, but the online response is not what he was expecting.

Word Count: ~1.4k

A/N: Well it turns out that Cater’s speech and whole overuse of internet lingo thing feels so unnatural to write for me so I think I ended up making him more serious than I was supposed to lol, I did my best. Also the @ looks like that cause I almost accidentally tagged a real person lol

Warnings: jealousy, light reverse comfort

“Come on, just a few more!”

“You said that ten minutes ago!”

You loved him, you did, but your boyfriend had a habit of roping you into photo shoots that could be inconveniently long. You were too cute, he’d always say, he couldn’t help it. You were in the gardens of Heartslabyul, which made for the perfect background as well. Today though, you have a history essay that you really need to get started on. If you stuck around too much longer, you’d have to work pretty late into the night to finish in time. 

“You’re so cruel to leave me~” he whines, which you respond to with a lighthearted glare. “Fine,” he sighs, “We’ve already gotten enough good pics anyway.”

“Thanks. I’ll text you later tonight.” You quickly kiss his cheek before hurrying back to your dorm to work. 

Cater returns to his room as well. While he’s ascending the tall, twisted stairs to get there, he’s scrolling through all the photos he got today. He’s almost giddy as he looks through them, you ended up with some fantastic shots today. 

He flops onto his back on his bed and starts collecting his favorite ones to post. He decides on a short collection of them, and rushes to Magicam to show them off. 

‘Some adorbs photos with @ ididntasktobehere in the gardens! Some of my fav pics I’ve taken! #aesthetic #gorgeous #photoshoot #CayCaythebestphotographer’

He smiles to himself, satisfied with the caption he typed out. He posts them immediately, excited to see the response that they’ll get. And the attention starts coming within minutes of posting. 

He knew the pictures would get some popularity, his followers liked almost anything he posted featuring the gardens, and you were always a stunning model in his opinion. What he doesn’t expect is the amount of attention. The comments and likes start rolling in like they never have for him. No other post of his has gone as viral as this one. 

He’s ecstatic about it, until he starts actually reading the comments. 

-OMG, who is that? They are BEAUTIFUL 

-literally ethereal omg

-They could slap me and I’d actually thank them for real

-JUST ONE CHANCE PLEASE I BEG

He’s…conflicted. 

Of course you’re beautiful, and of course people would notice. That was to be expected, so why was his chest still feeling tighter and tighter the more he read?

He wasn’t the jealous type, really. He never got upset if you were affectionate with your friends. He never blamed you if some other guy flirted with you, because of course you always turned them down. And as long as they took no for an answer, he couldn’t really blame them for finding you attractive either. 

It’s never been so many people though. Especially all at once. It wasn’t just one person who wanted your attention, it had turned into hundreds thanks to his post. People were praising you with every compliment they could think of, and some were even asking if you were single. 

Your account was private, so he wasn’t worried about you being flooded with unwanted attention suddenly. But he was worried about what you’d think if you saw all the comments. Would you be uncomfortable? 

…Would you like them? He guesses he could understand if you did, everyone was being so nice and complimentary. But he realizes a part of him really doesn’t want you to. 

He was the uncomfortable one. As uncharacteristic as it was, he was jealous and had to admit it. 

Now he was at a loss for what to do, though. Does he delete the post? You followed him, so if you checked once you were done with your essay and the pictures weren’t there, you might ask what happened to them. He technically could respond to everyone that you were taken, but didn’t that make him seem insecure? He should be able to just brush it off, he thinks. 

It’s getting late by this point, and he decides to just try and ignore it for the night. He’d deal with any more comments in the morning, when his head was a little clearer. 

—-

He could not ignore it for the night. Every few hours he was up and checking for any more replies to his post, always finding at least a few new ones. His frown deepened with each additional comment. For the first time, he was actually loathing the popularity of his own post.

You could tell something was off when he greeted you with only a half-hearted smile and spent your whole walk to class together clearly lost in his own thoughts. He wasn’t any better anytime you spotted him in the hall between classes. He still wasn’t any better at the end of the school day, which is why you follow him to his dorm to confront him about it.

“Come on, you know you’ve been weird today. Are you feeling sick? Is something wrong?” “It really isn’t that big of a deal.” There’s absolutely zero pep in his tone, none of his usual Cater mannerisms present. He seems almost exhausted.

“That’s a lie and you know it. Cater, why can’t you talk to me about it?” He ponders for a second, still feeling guilty for being jealous in the first place. But clearly he wasn’t hiding it well, and making you worry about him didn’t feel very good either. So he takes a deep breath in before laying out everything that happened with the post.

“...That’s it? I saw the post, you even tagged me. I looked at the comments too when I saw you were getting so many. I honestly just rolled my eyes at them. I didn’t realize they were making you upset.”

“I…I guess I didn’t expect to be either? I just…I don’t know why. It’s not like I think you’d break up with me for one of them or anything.”

“It’s still okay to feel weird about it though. Do you want to take the post down?” “I thought about it, but I’m not sure. And the same thing might happen if I ever post more.” He seems extra dejected at the thought of that. Luckily, an idea pops into your head.

You grab his phone out of his hand. He looks at you surprised, but lets you open up his camera and sit next to him.

“Okay, now like this…” You put his arm around you and lean into him close. He seems to get the idea at this point and smiles widely before pulling you in tightly himself. You both position yourselves in frame, and you press your lips to his cheek as you take the picture.

When you pull away and hand him his phone back, his mood has already flipped completely. Even more so as he types out his next caption:

‘Thanks for the love on the pics we posted! Me and my lovely partner @ ididntasktobehere have been reading all the nice comments together! #cutestcouple #cutiesinlove’

“‘Cuties in love?’ Get rid of that, that’s embarrassing.” “But it’s true! We’re a couple of cuties, the cutest couple in the school!”

He laughed at himself and closed his phone with a satisfied grin. He was sure the two of you got the point across to everyone. With his confidence restored, he looks at you and starts brainstorming again.

“Oooh, maybe Vil will let us use one of the rooms at Pomefiore, everything in there is so fancy, it would totally blow up if we did a little shoot there.” “You’re seriously already planning another?” You laugh.

Of course he was. Now that everyone had it straight that you were taken, he was going to take every opportunity to show you off. 

Plus, if anybody had something to say, he could always just ask you to kiss him on camera again. In fact, he decides, he’ll probably ask you even if they don’t. Because as good as showing you off felt, it didn’t feel nearly as good as showing off that you were his and he was yours.

[angelwishess]

WHY IS HE ACTUALLY SO GORGEOUS IM GONNA START SOBBIGN….. HES SO BEAUTIFUL… SO PRETTY…??? HES SO STUNNING?????? ETHEREAL EVEN?????????? DO U SEE HIMM?????????? WHY IS HE ACTUALLY SO BEAUTIFUL SO ????? SO HANDSOME????????????????? LIFE CHANGING GROOVY IM ASCENDING AS WE SPEAK …… I CANT GET OVER IT WHY IS HE SO PRETTY????? WHO ALLOWED HIM TO BE SO DROP DEAD GORGEOUS??? SO SHOW STOPPING???? JAW DROPPED EYES WIDE HEART EYES HEART EYES WOWZAAA PRETTY BOY PRETTY BOY I LOVE EVERYTHIGN ABOUT THIS CARD OMGG THIS MIGHT BE MY NEW FAV .. HES SO GROEGOUS…… MY BEAUTIFUL BOY…. BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BOY SIGH

[lemonflavoreddishsoap]

Hi, may I please for headcanons for la squadra with a gn s/o who often gets mistaken for a prince/ss cause they're fairytale attractive

POV you get kicked out of La Squadra cuz your Disney Prince(ss) ass keeps attracting BIRDS.

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La Squadra with an S/O who gets mistaken as a Prince/Princess

Formaggio

He loves whenever people stop and compliment you, or are absolutely dumbfounded from how pretty/handsome you are. He, probably more than anyone, is aware of just how ethereal you are, and he loves to have the whole world acknowledge it.

If a little kid were to toddle over to you two and asks you directly if you're royalty, due to your beauty, he stands to the side with an amused smile as you explain to the kid that unfortunately you are not!

But as the kid walks away, a tad bit dejected at not meeting a real-life prince/princess, he parts from your side to go crouch next to the little one and talk to them. You don't hear it, but he's sharing a "little secret"...you actually are royalty. He chuckles at the sparkle in the kid's eyes, and the two make a pinky promise to not reveal your "secret to the world" before he catches back up with you.

"What was that all about, Formaggio?" "Oh, don't worry about it."

You find yourself getting called a new petname after that event <3

Illuso

The two of you are BOTH fawned over equally. If you're more on the fem side, the two of you are giving random strangers bisexual awakenings.

And he eats it right up. He's in love with both the attention to himself and the attention to his beloved. Like fuck yes you're also beautiful, it's amazing everyone can see that.

If anyone is to mistake either/both of you as royalty, he'll be perfectly fine with informing them otherwise; more than fine, actually. Why? Well, it's the perfect opportunity to fish for compliments from anyone possible!

"Royalty? Pssh, not at all. You really think so?" "Oh, well I didn't think my face shape was that impressive, y'know..." "MY partner? a prince(ss)? Well yeah, they are quite beautiful, aren't they?"

If you join him in the compliment-fishing he just falls further in love.

Prosciutto

The two of you are ALSO the most gorgeous couple around. Compliments towards your individual and combined beauty are constant because godDAMN.

Pesci is the first one to compare the two of you royalty, and at the time Prosciutto just shrugs it off. Not that he doesn't appreciate his teammate's kindness, it's just that with Pesci it's kind of expected. Feel free to thank him, though - honestly it makes your lover smile a bit to see you get along with his mentee.

It's when some old lady stops you two to sincerely gush over how incredible you two look together that you get reactions. First and foremost, a tightening of his hand around yours.

"Very kind of you, miss. I'm so very lucky to give my life to this perfect individual."

While he's clearly happy with interactions like that, it's when you make the comparisons to one another that he really lets his face grow warm.

Pesci

His heart flutters every time someone is stunned by how attractive you are. He sees himself in their pink cheeks and wide eyes, he knows exactly how they must be feeling. How can someone so beautiful exist?? He sure was still trying to figure that out.

He's just as flustered as you when people call you as pretty as a prince(ss), and he stays quiet, letting you respond to the person. In all honesty, people don't often assume you two are dating at first, but if you bring it up, he is often congratulated for scoring on a lovely fellow/lady. Just think of his smile <333 AUGH

Pesci wants you to be completely aware that he doesn't just love you for your appearance, and he loves everything about you, but...

"...They are right, you're so beautiful!"

He thinks calling you prince/princess is quite fitting, and will definitely ask you if he can start doing so!

Melone

He keeps his mouth shut and watches every interaction: how immediately captivated and smitten every person is, what exactly they compliment, and how you react to each glowing word, whether it be with a flushed face and lost composure or if you smirk and take it all easily.

It's not that he's being creepy or possessive (probably), he just respects that the moment is entirely about you. You and your effortless charm. He just wants to take it all in himself.

But when some wide-eyed young lady likens you to a prince/princess he can't help but grin - you see the same look in his eyes as when he's solving something on his laptop. The result of his calculations? Ah, yep, it's true. You are royally gorgeous.

"What a smart girl. I never connected the words myself but...a prince(ss)? I'd be willing to believe so."

The interaction isn't really brought up between you two beyond that day. However, if there's anything you know about Melone, it's that he's hard to read. For all you know, he could be thinking about it every time he looks at you.

Ghiaccio

His immediate reaction is to wonder out loud how being beautiful automatically connects to royalty. He'll drop it for a second if you ask him too, but when it's just the two of you he'll bring it up again. Really though, can "peasants" not be attractive? What the fuck!?

You have to explain the compliment directed at you to him, but you know what he's like, you pretty much signed up for this. Luckily it doesn't take him long to understand. He agrees, one hundred percent, that you're so incredible that you seem like a fantasy sometimes, so he gives it to you straight how gorgeous you are.

But...it's weird. Something like this usually wouldn't bug him but he can't shake the buzz of feeling bad. He tries not to feel self conscious about his anger, but of all the things to throw a fit over, it happened to be a major compliment to you. He tries to remedy it later that night.

"You are attractive. Most attractive motherfucker in the goddamn world, and hell if that means you're a fucking prince/princess then I guess I have to agree with it. Please never let my temper make you believe I don't love you endlessly."

Good god how you jumble his brain /pos

Risotto

You plague the abstract thoughts of his mind. Every fuzzy visual in his non-terror dreams feel like optical illusions that lead to your face, and the pulses of colour he sees behind his eyelids seem to always be in the hues that remind him of you. In short, he thinks of you a lot. Maybe more than he should.

So when he watches strangers and even some friends praise your appearance, and the comparisons to fantasy and royalty begin, he chews the back of his lip. You, a prince(ss)...he can practically feel his mind begin to run. Something doesn't feel right. He knows the intention of it, but in his mind you're something stronger than that, you're a king. Queen if you prefer.

You rule over his mind, he thinks. You're the foundation of his hope and comfort, but also his fear. Secure in his arms, half asleep and curling into his embrace, you're driving him insane and you aren't even trying. Your mental grip on his challenges his physical grip as he presses a kiss to your forehead.

"My queen/king, I love you."

...Yes, yes, you are the most beautiful thing in the world.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @stellas-starry-stories13 request: kay just one more req from me lol

Rui with a very beautiful soft hearted and sweet model gf, oh, and i forgot to say for the akito one theyre also dating but anyway (fem reader plz-

ruis gf is kind pf a pushover and is rlly soft and sweet, and everyone either admires her or envies her for her beauty, but shes like rlly popular cuz shes a beautifuk model

tyty

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ OFCC I know I took a bit of break but I guess I just had small writer's block for a while... BUUUT I'M BACK YAYY!!

Anyway- I hope you like it!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Rui was definitely your biggest fan... owning and fawning every magazine you're in... But not in like a creepy way.. more like in supportive way!

✧ if he's allowed, he'd love to come to any of the photoshoots you're on

✧ he won't interrupt... in fact he may give a helping hand! Here he'll hold light, here he'll pass you some water and so on...

✧ he probably also enjoys occupying your attention while you're getting your make up or hair done by telling you various stories

"And that's how I reached Tsuaksa how to fly~ Securely of course. We had mattresses all around... Oh! Let me also tell you about the other machine of mine~"

✧ and if he ever sees photos early, be sure you'll be spoiled with compliments

"Awh~ You just can't NOT look gorgeous, huh? Guess that's just how my pretty girlfriend is~ You look absolutely stunning on every one of these photos! How can I pick the best when you look lovely in all?!"

✧ he's not the best help with picking the best photo... he just honestly can't see any flaws in even a single photo of you

✧ he's definitely the type to baby talk you from time to time whenever you're being sweet and caring to him, just a little bit tho! He'll only go to higher voice while thanking you. How can he not? You're so cute!!

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @yulikesminori @toyaswif3y @bl4cktourmaline @superstar-ethereal @stellas-starry-stories13 @alicewinterway18 @hakulivesformusic @sucodelaranja86 - come get your crazy inventor~

[moonllightt91]

𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖

Summary: You and Lucien have a moment at sunset.

⚠️Warnings:Nothing major, just some making out and Lucien being gorgeous.

(Text translated by Google Translate, without using y/n)

The Sun shared its last rays of the day with us, and even though I was surrounded by the beautiful and exotic flowers in one of the meadows of the stunning daytime court, I only had eyes for one thing, or rather for someone: Lucien Vanserra. Despite the soft ground we were lying on stretching out beneath us like a carpet, nothing compared to the feeling of running my fingers through the luxurious red hair of the male next to me. The glow of the dawn seemed to light his hair, making it look like it was on fire, some of the strands reflected various and rich golden tones, giving it an ethereal appearance, like something too good to be true; to my dismay, that sight made my breath catch in my lungs. Even after all the years together, being with Lucien, feeling his heat ignite my skin would always cause a kaleidoscope of sensations that would remain beyond words for me.

"It's so ugly to stare, dove" Lucien says with a crooked smile as he rolls from his position lying next to me, he props himself up with his elbows and hovers over me.

With the change in position he gets impossibly closer to me, every cell in my being reacts to his presence and the bond between us sings with contentment as his scent invades me, an intoxicating mix of bergamot, toasted nuts and sunlight.

I feel Vanserra planting butterfly kisses all over my face and neck, he takes his time, alternating his soft kisses with a light, feather-like brush of his nose, especially on my neck, it's clear from his mocking smile that Lucien Vanserra is teasing me, despite this at a certain point our eyes connect, in the midst of this connection it's impossible to tell where my soul ends and his begins, I notice that his gaze says the same thing as mine, he, like me, wants nothing more than for our lips to meet.

Even so, the redhead continues with what he was doing, well aware of my increasingly scarce patience. I finally decide to end this and intertwine my fingers in his silky hair, guiding his mouth to mine. Every part of me ignites with the contact, shivers run through my body. It's simply wonderful, it's like being at home. I deepen the kiss, adjusting the position of his head and then I get lost in space-time.

I slowly move away from the kiss, but not before leaving long kisses on my partner's lips. Lucien seems adorably in a trance. When he comes back to reality, he frowns in disgust at the loss of contact, something that I can't help but laugh at quietly.

"We need to go, pretty boy. It'll be dinner time soon and I'm starving," I say as I switch positions, kiss him quickly for the last time and stand up. "I love you, fox boy, with my life."

"I love you too darling, with my life," he replies and picks me up, making me squeal in surprise. Lucien guides us back to the palace, but in the end, my home would be wherever he was.

[uh-niran-really]

Smutsgiving: Day 1

Lifeweaver x Fem Reader - Masquerade Ball (FWPP AU)

Content: Smut, Heavy NSFW, MDI!

Word Count: 5100+

A/N: Thank you to @lifeweaver-niran for the idea! Loved writing this one! Oh regal Niran is so hottttt~ 🤤🫶🏻 Excited for Smutsgiving!

“You’re going to love the party my lady!”

“Are you sure it’s okay that I come my Prince, arent maids only there to serve?”

“As my personal guest, yes. Besides you won’t be going as a maid my lady.”

You look at him in all his regal beauty. He had such an elegance about him, he was well suited to this life, and yet had such a kind heart. He treated you as an equal, despite you being his maid. You felt as though you could be yourself around him.

He took your hand and led you to his grand wardrobe where he kept all your beautiful dresses. He loved to buy them for you and have you play dress up for him. You were such a pretty thing, such a rare beauty. Why shouldn’t he explore that?

“Which one would you have me wear, my Prince?”

“Well this year’s theme is red and black. I had one made special for the occasion. You may wear that one should you wish.”

He walks over to the rail and pulls out a gorgeous red dress with black lacy flowers embodied into the skirt. The bodice was very minimalistic with a plunging sweetheart neckline that would show off a lot of skin, but in an elegant way. The sleeves were off the shoulder and made of gorgeous black lace with red roses that were hand painted on. He thought of everything. The material was light enough for you to dance in but heavily enough for it to hold its shape. This dress was beautiful.

“Do you like it my lady?”

“It’s beautiful Prince Niran!”

He pulled out a shoe box and presented you with custom made low heels. They were a pretty black base with red lace over the top. The Prince knew that you struggled in heels, it wasn’t something you were used to, so opted for something a little lower, making it easier for you to walk in.

“I’d love to have you in high heels one day, I fear I’m rather tall for you my lady.”

You giggle fearing he was correct, but wasn’t he just the sweetest. He left you to get dressed, he didn’t like to peak, despite the obvious sexual tension between the two of you. He liked to be respectful of your body, though he clearly wanted it.

You change, neatly folding your uniform and setting it to one side. You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and you’re floored. You felt pretty, hopefully the Prince thought so too. You peak back into his room and he’s sitting on his bed, staring out the window into the sun set. He looked gorgeous, though during daylight he looked ethereal. A true angelic being.

“My Prince?” You call. He looked over, gasping, quickly rising to his feet.

“You look…” Words failed him. How would he ever begin to explain how beautiful you truly looked. He bowed, then took your hand and placed a soft kiss to the back of it, looking up at you with lusting eyes before rising to his feet. “Forgive me, but words fail me. You look so, alluring, enchanting even. Goodness my lady, you’re making me swoon.”

He placed a hand to his forehead and acted out a dramatic swoon making you giggle at his silliness. Your Prince was quite the joker, though you loved him regardless.

Once he was done with the dramatics he walked to his dresser and pulled out a large box and two smaller ones. He presented you with the first small one and it was a beautiful necklace with red roses spaced out across the chain. The second box contained matching earrings, just as gorgeous.

“My Prince, you spoil me.”

“You deserve to be spoiled my lady, you are so gorgeous, I wouldn’t waste your beauty.”

He hands you the large box and it’s your mask. No masquerade ball is complete without one. It matched your dress perfectly, a perfect blend of red and black. It was the perfect way to tie everything together.

“Do you-“

You couldn’t help it. You flung your arms around his neck and held him for a few moments. The poor man was too stunned to speak. He wanted to hold you too, yet he refrained, too nervous to offend you should he go too far.

“Thank you.”

“I’m glad you’re happy. You’ll be the most beautiful girl at the ball, my lady.”

——🪷——

There were so many people in attendance of the ball, it made you a little nervous. Prince Niran tried to stay close to you where possible but it wasn’t always attainable. You knew you’d be alone most of the night, perhaps if you were lucky you would get a short moment to dance with him when the music called for a quick partner change. That’s the best you could hope for.

You glanced at the Prince who was busy entertaining guests in light convocation. He was a very popular man, and you could see why. You wished to be in his inner circle, wanting nothing more than to dance the night away with him, and yet you were lucky to even been in attendance.

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing all alone?”

Your gaze tore away from your Prince to a young gentleman with piercing grey eyes and green slicked hair. His accent was different to most of the people here, it was a thick Japanese one, yet so charming. Prince Genji Shimada from Japan.

“Aren’t you Prince Niran’s plaything?”

“I am his mai- guest. I am the Princes guest your highness.”

You curtsy trying to be respectful, though this man was anything but. He eyed you with such intensity that you started to blush.

“Gorgeous dress. A custom piece?”

“Yes, his Royal Highness is generous.”

“Does he treat all his maids with such generosity?” He enjoys watching the smile on your face quickly fad. “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything. Will you dance with me?”

You glance to Prince Niran who is still engaged in convocation with a few of the gentry. Would he be mad if you were to dance with another man? It wasn’t like the two of you were together, though you wished you were. He was such a lovely Prince, and you were nothing but his maid.

“Will he scold you for dancing with me?”

“No, never.”

“So why don’t you? Come, the next song is about to start.”

He offered you his hand and you graciously accept it, eyes still glued to the Prince. The moment you did look away however he glanced at you, realising that another man was stealing you away. He and Prince Shimada didn’t get along all that well, it made him angry to see you so willingly give yourself to another. He was going to put a stop to it when he was approached by someone else.

“Your highness, I do believe you owe my daughter a dance. I am to understand the two of you will be engaged any day now.”

Lord Vaswani of Vishkar. Lady Satya, his daughter was to be the Prince’s wife someday, promised to each other since childhood. They were close and at one point sweethearts, the two deciding they there better off as friends and would only marry for title and nothing else.

“My lord, of course. You do me a great honour by allowing me your daughter’s hand. She is an exceptional woman.”

“That she is my Prince. You grace me once more.”

Lady Satya smiles at him before offering her hand. He takes it and leads her to the centre of the room to dance with her. The music began and he starts to dance with the lady, eyes firmly locked on you however. You were having a wonderful time with Prince Shimada and it made his blood boil.

“My Prince, please don’t squeeze my hand so tight.”

“So sorry my lady.. I appear to be a little out of sorts this evening.”

“Yes, I can tell. How is the proposal coming along?”

He didn’t hear her however, his eyes fixed on the way the other Prince held you, his hand much lower on your back than it should be. It angered him.

“My lotus, what troubles you?”

“My apologies. I am fine my crown jewel.”

Lady Satya wasn’t so sure. He was staring at the other Prince so intensely that she needed a way to bring him back to reality. People were starting to gossip and she wouldn’t have that.

“Kiss me.”

“Sorry?”

“Kiss me, people are watching, including our fathers. I won’t have you make a fool out of me, because you are staring at another man and his date.”

The music called him to spin her and he did so before he had to swap partners, meaning you came spinning into his arms.

“My lady.”

“My Prince.”

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Very much so, are you your highness?”

“I am not. I’d much rather be attending to… other matters.”

His heart ached for you. His true love. The one he truly wanted. He wanted to kiss you so badly, to lay claim to his pretty little maid. He almost did, forgetting himself, but the music changed again and Lady Satya was back in his arms.

“You don’t want to kiss me do you?”

“Not here. Must I show my love so publicly.”

“We are to be wed, it would be strange if you didn’t.”

“I’m sorry, I won’t do that.”

Lady Satya glanced your way, noticing your pretty dress. The embroidery on the gown subtly matching the lapels on his suit and the bottom of his cloak. She gasped.

“You.. you’re in love with another?”

“I.. am.”

“What of me? Do you not think of me?”

The Prince said nothing, fearing judgment, but she wouldn’t let this go. He spun her out again, this time she twirled back to him and lay flush against his chest. They swayed for a while, her heart pounding in her chest.

“It’s almost funny my Prince. She almost looks like your maid.”

His face told her all she needed to know. The way his eyes widened ever so slightly. His body tensing, before relaxing. The subtle hitch in his breathing.

“Are you cheating on me with your fucking maid?”

“We aren’t together my lady, it wouldn’t be cheating. For the record no, I am not sleeping with my maid.”

“But you want to don’t you? You are to propose to me, that’s fairly serious. I would consider this infidelity.“

“She is none of your concern. I simply do not wish to be with you romantically. If we marry, it will not be for love. You know you. You agreed.”

“Then why don’t you pay attention to what your precious maid is doing right now. You’re pathetic.”

She stormed off the dance floor leaving the Prince to glance back at you, your face inches from Prince Shamada’s. The Prince had been trying to kiss you for sometime, part of you almost wanting to. He saw red storming over to you and the other man, hands shaking with anger.

“Do forgive me, but I will be taking this young lady wirh me. She is my maid and I require her services.”

The Japanese Prince shrugged and gave your hand to Prince Niran, who immediately took it, dragging you away to a private room.

“My Prince?”

He said nothing, silently brooding. He feared he would snap at you so remained silent as he opened the door for you and gestured for you to go in.

“What can I assist you with my-“

“I can’t stand it. I can’t stand to see you with another man. I won’t stand for it!”

“My Prince I-“

He shot you a look, silencing you. He didn’t wish to scold you, he just needed time to process his thoughts. You made him feel things that no one had ever made him feel before. He was yearning for you. His mind racing with thoughts at a million miles an hour, all you could do was stare at him.

“I- I- don’t want anyone else to have you.”

“You think too highly of me.. I am a lowly maid.”

“I don’t think highly enough.”

He paces around the small room, hands in his hair, almost tearing it out. He thought of lady Satya and how she reacted to it all. He thought of the Shimada Prince and his hands all over you. It made his blood boil. Did he not love you enough? Was it not obvious you were his? He was starting to loose his mind. He needed to mark you as his.

“Must I claim you more than I already do my lady?”

“I.. I do not know what to say my Prince.”

“I need you to understand you are mine. Do you get that?”

“I am.. your maid.”

“No you don’t understand.. how can I make this clearer..”

An idea sparked in his mind. He tried so hard to push it out but it was too good of an idea. He needed to get his stress out. He could not stand it anymore. He looked at you with such hungry eyes, such lust.

“I’m going to have to make love to you.”

“My Prince..?”

He watched as your eyes widened at the statement. He felt a little bad, but he was lusting for you. He needed you. He was tired of waiting for his feelings to go away.

“You don’t like that idea?”

“It’s not that my Prince. It’s just.. are you sure you want this?”

He stood before you, looking down at your pretty frame. He loved to look down at you in this angle, he could see right down your dress and it only made the lust for you deeper. His eager hands fingered the ribbon on your bodice, wanting to tear it apart, though he refrained.

“I’m not hearing a no my lady.”

“It wasn’t a no, simply a talk through my Prince. What are you wanting from this situation?”

“To make you mine. I feel so feral around you my lady.. you.. do such dangerous things to my heart.”

“Your cock too by the looks of it.”

“Naturally.”

——🪷——

“Oh my! You’re so tight!”

He had you against the wall, strong arms hooked around your legs, at your knees, keeping you spread for him. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, the wall keeping you steady as he forced his thick girthy cock inside you.

“I’ve been thinking of you for so long, you’re so much better than I ever could have imagined! The gods made you for me!”

Your body trembled against him as his cock slid in deeper and deeper still. He was slow and gentle, not wanting to cause you any pain, he had the upmost respect and care for your body. You weren’t a virgin, but it had been a while, your last being a stable boy in a horse pen.

“Uhh! There!”

“Too much?”

He began to pull back but you whimpered for him to stop, begging for him not to. He flashed a cheeky smile, teasing you for wanting him so badly. He was happy to give you what you wanted how ever you wanted, he moved his hips forward again, delighting in the low moan you gave him so willingly.

“I envy the man that came before me. I bet the feeling was dizzyingly good.”

“It didn’t feel that good to me my Prince.”

“No? Do I make you feel good my lady?”

A small blush crept across your face and you hid against his chest. With no hesitation he kissed the top of your head, pressing you lovingly against the wall.

“Can you take the rest of me, my naughty little Princess?”

He didn’t wait for an answer, wanting you to swallow him whole. You felt so good he just needed to have you wrapped around him. Sex with lady Satya was fine, but she never did let him go quite as deep, making it much less enjoyable for him.

“Yes- uhhh but I’m not a Princ- uhhhh my Prince!”

“You are MY Princess”

There was no romantic connection with lady Satya, he could hardly ever finish, needing to fist his cock after. She had a low sex drive and didn’t like to waste her time when she could just finish and move on. They only made love for the sake of an heir. But then there was you, his gorgeous forbidden lover. His pretty little thing.

“Oh gods! You feel so good!”

“I-I’m gonna..”

“Already? I’ve not even started yet, but oh my lady, that’s so attractive.”

He couldn’t believe you were going to cum from his cock filling you up. He rocked his hips forward pressing so deep inside you it had you crying out for him. Your body trembled as you gushed over his throbbing member. The pleasure so intensive, so great, you had to take a moment to calm yourself. You were grateful he had you take your dress off now, less it be ruined.

“My lady, that’s quite the compliment. I’ve never made another person cum just from having my cock inside them.”

“S-sorry my-“

“I never said it was a bad thing my sweet. It makes me want to do that to you again-“

His pulled out a little just to slam his hips forward again, pressing you into the wall with such a pleasurable force.

“and again..”

He repeats the motion, with a little more force wanting to make you squeal for him. He felt you clench your walls and grinned knowing how good he made you feel.

“and again..”

He sped up, finding a suitable rhythm to fuck you. His hips almost doing a circle motion that had you a moaning mess. His grip on your lower thighs tighten, desperate to keep you against him and the wall.

“Over and over until you’re begging for me to stop.”

“I’ll never beg for you to stop my Prince!”

He let out a needy moan hearing you say that. His heart nearly stopped. He thought of lady Satya again and how she would never allow him to do any of this. He was so grateful for you. His heart swelled with pride, lust and desire quickly taking over as he heard you cry out again and gush over his cock. The pleasure you feel, so intense you swear you would pass out.

“You cum like that often?”

“N-no.. it feels..”

“Weird?”

“No! So good my Prince!”

He delighted in the fact that he’d been the only one to do that to you. To give you such an intense reaction to him, that you’d grace him with it. He put you down making sure to hold you up, your legs weak from him, though he found that rather cute. His lips pressed against yours, a sudden tug at his heart strings making him realise just how much he was in love with you.

Your mind sparked when you kissed him back. Despite the lewdness of the current situation he really was such a gentleman. You cursed yourself for not being born in the right class. If only things could be different. Prince Niran was showing rare lustful emotions at this moment, and you dare not break that illusion, though you felt bad for lady Satya.

“My Prince..”

“Pretty.”

Your cheeks flushed as you realised he was tracing your collarbones with his fingers, loving how gorgeous your body looked. You were bewitching his beating heart, though he didn’t seem to mind.

“What of your fiancée?”

“She’s not my fiancée. Not really. I haven’t proposed to her yet, and I likely won’t.”

He was staring at you so lovingly now, you could still see the lust, but right now he needed you to know he only had eyes for you.

“But you can’t refuse her, Prince Niran..”

“I don’t love her, I love you. Was that not clear to you my lady?”

His feelings for you were always clear, even if he didn’t say them. He didn’t need to, he treated you like an equal, he brought you such pretty clothes, and wondrous gifts. You loved him too, who wouldn’t. He was perfect. You’d be a fool to reject him now.

“She’ll be terribly upset.”

“Let her cry, she means nothing to me. It’s all for show. An act. We agreed as much. My true feelings lie with you.”

He loved her once. A long time ago, but now he felt nothing. She wasn’t a bad person, she was actually his dearest friend. Her feelings for him came and went, depending on the situation. In public she was very much in love with him, yet in private she couldn’t care less it seemed.

“My Princ-“

“Niran.”

“Hmm?”

“Call me by my given name. You flatter me, truly, but when we’re alone like this, call me Niran.”

“Prince Niran I-“

“Just Niran, sweetness.”

His lips were on yours again, the kiss deep and rough, his lust for you taking over once again. He didn’t want to think of lady Satya. He didn’t want to think of another man touching you. He didn’t want any of it. Just you. It fuelled him with rage to think of it. He needed to get it out of his head.

An idea pulsed to life in his mind, one that he couldn’t ignore. It was pulled from the depts of his mind, but it would solve it all. If only you would let him do such a thing to you.

“My lady, I fear I have found a solution to our problem, one that my mind can no longer disregard.”

“Yes my Prin- Niran..?”

The look he gave you now made you tremble. You thought your risky meet up was over. You thought he would dress and go back to the party but oh no. Instead he picked you up, and carried you over to a grand table and sat you at the edge, lifting your chin to meet his gaze.

“I’m going to have to breed you. Ahh such a pity.” His tone at the end obviously sarcastic.

“Br-breed me? But my Prin- Niran you can’t do-“

“I am your Prince, you will do as you are told my lady. You will submit to me because I see you fit to do so.”

“Y-yes but.. I only fear a pregnancy will raise questions.”

“You are already mine, let them ask questions.”

The idea was wild and out of left field, and yet, you found yourself wanting it to happen. He stared at you with his big doe eyes, waiting to see if you objected to this. He wouldn’t force himself on you, this man was all about consent, despite what he had just said.

“Ok.. what would you have me do highness?”

“Nothing. You needn’t do a thing. Just lie back and take me. You’re a good little maid aren’t you, you can take my messy loads.”

“Y-yes.”

“Good girl, I’m going to get you pregnant so no one else will have claim to you. You are mine and mine alone. On your back.”

You do as you are told and quite quickly, laying down against the mahogany table. He was rather tempestuous like this. You found yourself getting excited and he clearly noticed too.

“You’re turned on by this? Oh my, that’s rather fortunate hmm. Has my maid always been so promiscuous, or do I make you that way?”

You surprise him by spreading your legs for him, he needn’t do it himself, but you worried you would come across as too desperate. It’s not an untrue statement, you really did want him in every way imaginable.

“You make me this way..”

“That’s the only answer I will accept. Can’t have my personal seed vessel aroused by others now can we?”

“No.. never. I am yours to do with as you see fit.”

He gave a small flirtatious smoulder. He could paint you this way, he so loved to paint. A true artist who could see your beauty. You were the most beautiful girl in at the ball, and he made no exaggeration about that. His touch felt searing hot against your skin. The way he gripped your inner thighs to hold them in place. The way he pressed the tip of his cock to your entrance. The way it felt as he burrowed his way inside you again. The string of moans that danced off your tongue was music to his ears.

“We’ll have you stretched and use to me in no time my lady, do not worry. Soon you’ll feel better. Am I too big for you to handle like this?”

“No my Prince.”

“Just Niran is fine, pretty thing.”

He rolled his hips forward and couldn’t help but let out a moan with you. The way you felt against him was blissful. Such a tight hole for him to fill, and fill he would.

“Niran!”

“That’s it, you’re learning. Such a good girl aren’t you?”

He was practically fused to you, it felt so amazing. Each deep thrust so agonisingly slow, you felt as if you would burst at any moment. His hand found yours and he weaved his fingers with your own pinning your hands against the table. Despite his words, his actions were so loving. His talk only for show, and yet you loved it. He steadily started to drive deeper and at a quickened pace, cooing at you as you moaned his name. He felt his own pressure build wanting nothing more than to blossom inside you.

“Take this as a sign of my love for you!”

He gasped, such a guttural sound, one that you wanted to hear again. His hips bucked as he released the first load inside your needy little hole. You moaned softly at the feeling, such a strange sensation and yet you didn’t hate it.

“First time? Hmm well first of many. Don’t think you are getting a break.”

“Use me how you see fit.”

Something inside him snapped. He wasn’t used to hearing his polite and respectful maid talking so dirty. He let go of your hands, moving them to grip your thighs tighter. After a few thrusts he pulled you closer to him, pushing deeper inside you as he did. A soft cry left your lips, quickly followed by another and another has he pounded against your small frame. You could feel yourself pop, a wave of pleasure washing over you as you came for him for a third time, and yet you got no break. He was like a man starved.

“You take me so well! Are you sure you don’t sleep with others, you’re almost too perfect to be so inexperienced! Gods you feel so tight!!”

Words failed you. What could you do but gasp as the overstimulation causing you to cum for a fourth time. You practically screamed his name as you clenched your walls around him, bringing about his own release.

“Good girl, take my load.” He panted, slowing down to regain his composure just a little. He could go like this for hours, granted he pace himself correctly. Soon he was repeating his actions like a little ritual. Soft and gentle thrusts turning into deep forceful ones. “I’m not done yet. I’m going to fill you to the brim. You are mine.”

“Yours! I’m all yours, please my Prince! Please Niran!”

“You’re so cute when you’re needy, I fear I may take you like this every night.”

The thought of him doing so was enough to have you cumming again, much to his amused delight. He’d never had lady Satya doing this, and what a loss for her that was. She never stuck around long enough for him to try. She never wanted love making, just an heir for the sake of the bloodline, so why would she stay? But you, you’d do anything he asked of you. Such a good little maid.

“Would you like that? Me taking you like this nightly. Oh the fun we would have.”

He was chasing another orgasm now and it was making him delirious. He couldn’t help but picture you in his bed, cum dripping from your entrance as he cuddled up close to you after a night of passionate love making. The thought was enough to tip him over the edge shooting another load into you before collapsing onto your body with a low grunt. You came too, the pleasure so dizzying it felt good.

“I’m spent. Sadly, I don’t think I pleasured you enough.”

“Niran, my Prince, I came roughly five times. I’m not sure who wouldn’t find that pleasurable.”

“Hmmm that’s true. Think you can handle another?”

Your words seemingly spurring him on again, the thought of his seed dripping down your thighs was enough to make him dizzy.

“Anything to please my future King.”

——🪷——

Everyone seemed to stare at you both. There had been talk of the Prince disappearing suddenly. Poor lady Satya practically lost her mind over the news of him being missing. She cared for him, and was worried her words upset the royal man.

Many people questioned why he was flushed and sweaty with messy looking hair. People also started to make the connection between the two of you.

“Oh do not be concerned. This is my maid, she’s been helping me with my research and things got a little out of hand.” He would then put his hand up to cover his lips, as if telling a secret, whilst he whispered. “We had to run to and from the lab to check on things. So close to a breakthrough, you understand.”

His words did enough to convince the gentry, all except for lady Satya who felt betrayed, though he paid her no mind. You shuffled around awkwardly after the Prince. He commanded you to stay by his side the whole time until the ball was over.

“My Prince..”

“Yes my lady?”

“I can’t hold it in anymore.”

He checked his pocket watch and stifled a giggle. He brought your hand to his lips and kissed it quickly, hoping not too many others would notice.

“You did so well, but if you can’t hold it I guess you’ll just have to let it leak down your gorgeous thighs.” He whispered, mischief in his voice. “Fear not my princess, I’ll personally clean you up later.”

He watched as you relaxed your body, a soft whimper leaving your lips. He could only imagine how much of his seed was running down your thighs. By your reaction, it seemed to be a lot. He stopped counting the loads after a while, heaven knows how much was wasted from the overflowing but he hardly cared.

“You could have at least allowed me to wear my panties.”

“Perhaps, but wheres the fun in that, my lady?”

[klutzyroses]

Hi there! Could I request ikemen vampire suitors reaction to MC with galaxy eyes that glitters in the sunlight and when looking at the stars. Vincent, Charles, Leonardo, Vlad, Faust, and Comte.

How pretty!

IkeVamp HCs: SO with Galaxy Eyes

How do they react to an so with sparkling galaxy eyes?

Suitors: Leonardo, Vincent, Comte, Faust, Charles

Leonardo

What gorgeous eyes she has...

His cara mia is already pretty enough as she is, but it's her eyes that truly captivate him. He could spend all day dreaming of their splendor.

Especially in the dark. The way they glow and sparkle is enough to put him under a trance. As a pureblood, he has been alive for a very long time. Centuries and decades and yet, he has never seen such eyes like hers before.

He will definitely spend his time complimenting and teasing her, often cupping her face at random and tilting her head upwards to lock eyes with her, just to get lost in those sparkling orbs of light and to see them widen in surprise as his own soften in affection for her.

She is precious, the most beautiful he has ever seen and he will make sure he tells her that one way or the other as many times as she may need to hear it.

He will press a kiss to her forehead and caress her cheeks with his fingers as he peers into her glowing eyes. When questioned, his response will come as naturally as the sunrise.

"No reason. I just felt like looking at the stars."

Vincent

He can barely look away from at all...

Her eyes...so beautiful...

From the first moment he sees her, he is speechless. Her long lashes framing her large, iridescent irises could have lit up the room if it were dark.

He takes no issue with telling her how lovely she is. Particularly when it's dim and she seems to be glowing, her eyes like a calming light in the darkness.

She is so angelic and breathtaking to him, he wonders if he could even dream of replicating her in a painting.

He isn't confident that he can, but he can certainly try. So when he does get around to asking her to model for him, he only ends up getting distracted by her eyes, so much so that he forgets to paint. It isn't until she asks him if he is alright that he remembers what he is meant to be doing.

"Ah, Sorry, its just...your eyes are so beautiful, I got a bit lost in them. I don't know if i can do them justice..."

Comte

If the door could take him through time, her eyes could take him through space.

He could see the entire night sky in her gaze and he will never tire of telling her this, even if she is embarrassed.

She is a beauty and she needs to know that. Especially when she can be seen in the day, her eyes seeming to gather the light and emit their own ethereal glow.

He wonders if there are any jewels in the world that could compare to hers...

If there are, she could easily put them to shame by batting her pretty lashes, making her orbs glitter beautifully.

On the chance that he does find a particular gemstone that does happen to remind him of her, he gifts it to her, the stunning gem complimenting her perfectly as her eyes sparkle with delight at the gift resting against her collarbone.

"As I thought, it looks beautiful on you. Even if it doesn't quite compare to your eyes, ma cherie."

Faust

What lovely eyes...simply remarkable.

Can humans have such eyes? Is she human?

Once it is confirmed that she is indeed human, he finds it doesn't deter his interest in the young woman. In actuality, his interest is just the slightest bit piqued all the more.

He will keep his opinions on her eyes to himself, silently observing her during the day as they catch the sunlight and shimmer as her thick eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings.

Its rather fascinating, especially when she catches different shades of light through her dazzling irises, reflecting several colors like a white diamond.

He finds it truly mesmerizing when her eyes glow dimly in the darkness, like a feline's, but more enchanting, more alluring. He may randomly seek out her gaze, simply wanting her to look his way so he can observe those spectacular eyes of hers.

"Fascinating. Let's see what colors you can show me with those eyes..."

Charles

Wow~ Incredible!

The man is awestruck at her beauty when she looks in his direction with those starry eyes of hers.

It's like slipping into a pond of stars and constellations.

He will not be averse to spending ages staring into her gorgeous gaze, to the point the maiden herself is blushing from the embarrassment, only adding to her already stunning appearance.

He will simply gush about it every now and again, because every time he thinks he is getting used to it, her eyes capture yet again in the dark of night, with an ethereal glow that makes her appear otherworldly.

It's enough to put him in a trance. She could tell him to do anything and he would. Not that he wasn't already crazy for her but she has him even more in love with her beautiful eyes. And Faust will certainly hear the most of it.

"I could spend all day looking her, Docteur! She has the prettiest eyes in the whole world and they sparkle so much and when she blinks, her lashes make them look like stars in the day, and, and..."

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[the-90s-music-colosseum]

Round 2 Group A Match 2

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Sinead O'Connor:

"she is so gorgeous COME ON. and her VOICE????? HER VOICE??? i want her to sing me to sleep. i want to hold her hand and frolic in a field of flowers with her. absolutely my gay awakening. if she told me to eat roadkill id do it."

"She makes me want to shave my head until I remember I'm not as hot as her and probably couldn't pull it off as well."

"Remember when she ripped up a picture of the Pope on live TV? Nothing hotter than a woman willing to stand up for what is right even at the risk of her own career. Also she's just stunning, have you seen those eyes?"

Blixa Bargeld:

"Blixa, especially in person, is just… otherworldly. Ethereal. The way their physical body has changed so much while remaining Exactly The Same is just. Nick Cave is right. It’s hard to imagine Blixa having human parents. I think it was Christiane F. who called Blixa “a beauty queen from another planet”? She was right. That’s Blixa. We stan a nonbinary queen."

"Blixa's just objectively attractive: cheekbones, long legs, a sense of humor. And all that early days bondage gear. Blixa's both the sexy sidekick guitarist (Bad Seeds) and the moaning and screaming lead singer (Neubauten): what about that, peggability algorithm?! Blixa sweeps! Wim Wenders straight up calls Blixa a legend in the DVD commentary for Wings of Desire. That's validation, baby! Vote Blixa!"

"he has such pretty hair in the 90s! he's just very beautiful and i want his gender"

[bookscandlesnbts]

1) Jimin looks SO so good 😭 blondmin is back and seems so happy too🥹

2) he said “jungkookie” and either cut himself off or a fan cut him off… we will never know what he was going to say 😂

Anon, Jimin looking ethereal, stunning, gorgeous. All the beautiful adjectives, Jimin exceeds them. I love seeing him blonde and radiant and that shade is so so perfect for him.

I got up at 5:30 am this morning to watch him, and hearing his pretty singing and cute laughs and adorable English gave me the strength to power through my Monday.

I really really want to know what he was going to say! He did say Jungkook’s name. He’s so cautious and mysterious. He never gives us anything but he’s everything so it doesn’t matter.