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pierregazly · 1 year ago

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you make loving fun ꨄ pierre gasly smau

pierre gasly x fem!russell!reader

in which pierre has made it obvious he worships the ground his fiancé walks on, but her brother just has to make it clear he can fight if he needs to.

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pierregasly je t'aime mon chérie 🤍

georgerussell63 you better be sleeping in different beds. and the food better be fully cooked

ynrussell we've been engaged for 9 months. ynrussell and it's a fucking croissant it's obviously fully cooked you dolt

pierregasly

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pierregasly what a great winter break with my favourite person! time to get back to work 💪😈

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ynrussell i love youuuu

ynrussell thanks for massaging my sore ankles after :(

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username they are literally so CUTE

username i want to be ynrussell so bad... like she's so pretty and pierre brings her EVERYWHERE

georgerussell63 this doesn't seem like a safe date option

georgerussell63 my sister better be in one piece by the time you finally return her home

ynrussell i am a grown woman??? i am not being returned home??? what is WRONG with you pierregasly i think i'll keep her actually, sorry mate!

username do you guys think george is serious or is he just playing a joke

username he comments on EVERY single one of their posts... my mans gonna fuck pierre up if he ever steps out of line frfr

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ynrussell

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ynrussell a special happy birthday to the king of my heart 🫶🏻 one year closer to 30 handsome!!!

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username happy birthday pierregasly!!!!!!

charles_leclerc 🥳🥳🥳

pierregasly do you want to fight??? one year closer to 30???

georgerussell63 i've got this ynrussell, don't threaten my sister or it's game over

pierregasly je t'aime 🤍

georgerussell63 is there a video of pierre getting his face shoved into the cake? i'll pay good money for it

username george omg

username LMAOOOO pleaaaase george is ruthless does he even like his future brother in law

georgerussell63 no. happy birthday pierregasly.

username why is no one talking about how he's looking at her in that second photo???? the pure love??? im gonna cry i hate that i love them

username the 😭 king 😭 of 😭 my 😭 heart 😭

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ynrussell spoiled absolutely rotten by all the wonderful women in my life this weekend, thank you all for making my bridal shower so special 🫶🏻 (and an extra special thank you to my best friend for the beautiful present he dropped off for me in the middle of it all)

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carmenmmundt had so much fun celebrating the beautiful bride to be!!

username it makes my heart so full that carmen's planned so much of ynrussell's pre-wedding stuff, she has to be in the wedding party omg

username do we think george is one of pierre's groomsmen???

username if pierre doesn't want to die on his wedding day i'd hope so lol

georgerussell63 i hope pierregasly didn't ruin your special day by showing up. so happy to see how overjoyed you were in all the photos 💗

ynrussell pls stop harassing my fiancé. love you georgie.

username i literally cannot WAIT for their wedding, i just know pierre is going to go all out to make sure ynrussell is the happiest bride in the world (or george will get his ass)

pierregasly i stand by what i said, prettiest flowers for my prettiest flower 💐

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georgerussell63 can't believe the little girl who used to make me zip up her raincoat on the way to school is getting married tomorrow. honoured to be apart of your special day. and even though i mention it 14 times in my speech, pierregasly i know where you live and i will hurt you if you ever hurt her.

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ynrussell 🥺🥺

ynrussell i'm going to cry. love you always georgie 🥺

username the picture of him zipping up her coat i'm going to cry... my fav brother/sister duo HONESTLY

username i just know this man would get away with murder for her if he had to

username pierre would not stand a chance against george

username bestie be so fucking for real, george's skinny ass ankles wouldn't stand a chance against my man pierre

carmenmmundt i think you've made enough threats by now?

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pierregasly may as well make it 15 times, i just dont think 14 is enough little brother

georgerussell63 do NOT call me that

pierregasly and yngasly

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pierregasly i am truly the luckiest man in the world to finally be able to call myself your husband. the tears were worth seeing you in the most beautiful dress, on the most beautiful day. i will hold my vows until the day i die. je t'aime, i love you.

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username omg he cried!!!!!!

username i KNEW IT i knew pierre would be a crier my man's looks like he would be

username do we think george made him cry

username girl dont be delulu i'd be crying too if yngasly was about to be my wife

georgerussell63 i have a video of you crying. don't act up.

pierregasly wouldn't count on it lil bro. username pierre may get beat up without it even involving yngasly as this rate

yngasly can't believe i bagged myself such a looker

yngasly i love you mr. gasly

pierregasly i love you mrs. gasly

honestly this was one of those one's that i started, imagined myself in this position and then basically HAD to finish it. thank you to the lovely person who requested a russell!sister!reader who is engaged to pierre, who constantly get's threatened by george. i hope you all loved it!!

my requests are open

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lasciviouspoison · 2 years ago

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could u do drunk eren coming home to you after a night out :333333333

sorry it took me so long to answer!! my job has been kicking my ass, lol. hope this is up to ur standards stinka butt :p (not proof read cause i��m lazy)

eren rarely ever decides to leave you home and go out with his friends.

i mean, what could he do with them that he couldn’t with you? he would much rather prefer spending a night in, sitting in a hello kitty face mask watching tv rather than go and get drunk.

but in this particular instance, you pushed him out.

“rennie, i love you, i swear i do, but baby you spend so much time with me and you deserve some guy time! so please go out with connie ‘nd them, i promise i’ll be here waitin’”

so, like a good boyfriend would, he went out and had a great time!

….okay… maybe too much of a good time.

in his defense! he would rather die before he let sissy ass jean out drink him.

and it’s because of eren’s innate competitiveness that he came home in the condition that he did.

stumbling through the door and throwing his keys, you immediately went to see just how much he drank. and considering eren was a lightweight, you could already tell he was in bad shape.

“baby, are you okay?” you said while trying to lead him to bed. however, eren couldn’t even register what you were saying to him as he was way more focused on how your nipples poked through your white tank top.

without saying a word, eren lifted up your tank and gave the one closest to him a gentle kitten lick. the action took you by surprise, but to eren, your silence told him everything he needed to hear.

he pushed you onto the couch, not bothering to walk to the bedroom and lifted your shirt fully above your head.

while staring down at your surprised face, eren gave you a smile “i don’ care nuthin bout me bein okay. i w’nna fuck”.

without giving you time to answer, he gave you a rough kiss before turning his attention towards your nipples once again. while his mouth latched onto one, his fingers toyed with the other.

his ears were overjoyed with the noises you were making, as his body was much more sensitive to the way you reacted to his touches. by the time eren kissed his way down to your clothed pussy, he was as hard as a rock.

“ren, ya sure you don’t wanna lay down? you’re really drunk” your words normally would have made him reconsider. but with your lack of power behind them, they were going in one of eren’s ears and out the other.

so much so that he responded to your question by pulling your cotton shorts down, taking your panties with them. all he could do was stare at the mess you made. your pussy was so wet and shiny, it was literally asking to be eaten.

without a word, he took two fingers and swiped them down your slit, reveling in the way your body jerked at the sudden stimulation.

he put his fingers in his mouth and moaned, “better th’n anything i’ve had t’night. open up for me mama, i’m hungry.”

as you spread your legs wider, eren didn’t hesitate to lick up towards your clit and suck. he could feel your cunt pulsating in his mouth and he loved it. slowly flattening out his tongue and licking all over your pussy until he made you shake. but his favorite part was fucking you with his tongue and feeling you gush into his mouth without a second thought. it made him so proud when he could feel your pretty hole loosening up on his tongue, preparing for what’s to come later.

you couldn’t even form coherent words. mindless babbles and noises leaving your mouth sounded like nothing short of music to eren’s ears.

he took his mouth off of your cunt and shoved two fingers in, causing your breath to catch in your throat. with glossy eyes you looked down to see eren’s head resting on your thigh, eyes locked on his fingers sliding in and out of you with ease.

“y’know somthin? i thought about you all night. how badly i wanted to come home and touch you. how badly i wanted to fuck my cunt till you cried. the noises you’d make when i’d stick my tongue inside. love when you let me slut this cunt out.” hazy green eyes never leaving your cunt as he talked. watching it spasm and clench till u came. which didn’t take long as the combination of his fingers and tongue threw you over the edge.

your body contracted and your moans grew louder. your toes curled and your hips involuntarily rocked against his fingers and face. he let you ride out your orgasm, mouth latched to your clit while his green eyes flickered from your face to your pussy.

after you finally calmed down, he removed himself from your cunt and hoisted you up onto his waist. carrying you like a baby to your shared bedroom.

he dropped you down onto the bed and removed the rest of your clothing without missing a beat. eren dragged your hips to the edge of the bed and let his cock spring out from the confines of his jeans. he gave your cunt a couple of taps before you felt the head of his cock push his way through your pussy.

before you knew it, you were folded in half, “fuck baby, love this pussy s’much. let ‘er tell me how much she loves me.” your pussy was so wet, you couldn’t help but hear the platplatplat of eren’s pelvis connecting to your wetness. every now and then you’d hear a slight squelch, which made eren impossibly harder.

while i’m your back, you finally got the chance to look at him, and god did he look gorgeous. his hair hung beautifully over his face due to ur suggestion of wearing it out during his outing. the whites of his eyes were red, making those beautiful sea green eyes pop even more. and you’re just now noticing that his clothes aren’t even fully off as he’s holding the bottom of his black hoodie and white undershirt in his mouth.

he’s quite literally stirring your guts right now. with both hands holding your thighs to your chest and fast, deep strokes, you wouldn’t be incorrect to assume that eren is trying to kill you.

“ba- fuck- baby please slow down.” you pleaded. your body bouncing hard against his hips, head rocking every which way as you try and watch the scene below.

eren shakes his head no at an obscenely fast pace, “no! gotta give ya ev’rthin i got” his words are slurred from the alcohol and muffled by his clothes but he doesn’t care. the only thing eren cared about in this moment was the feeling of you cumming on his dick.

he watched as your eyes rolled back while you arched off the bed. he couldn’t help but put his hand within the gap and pull u close to his chest. at this point, eren was fucking you into the air. he was borderline erratic with how fast he was moving and his drunk strength didn’t make things better.

you knew you would be sore the following day, but who cares when your man is fucking you like he’s gonna die tomorrow?

your moans are loud and eren’s grunts are almost louder. he won’t stop till he makes you cum, and even that might not be enough.

“ren, m’gonna cum!” your lips are spitty and your hair is clinging to your cheeks. your eyes are glossy and tears are beginning to spill out.

despite eren being drunk out of his mind, he still can’t help but think that you look like the most beautiful girl on the planet.

he released his hoodie and licked his lips, “fuck! do it baby! do it on my dick so i can fill ya up. g’nna make ya a mama i swear- fuck! there ya go baby. cum on me.” he strains to get the last part out upon feeling your cunt grip his dick. you were cumming and he wasn’t too far behind.

with a few quick thrusts and extra stimulation to your clit because your pleasure never ends you could feel eren’s cum paint your walls white. his jaw dropped and his eyes rolled deep into his skull.

“mmfh, fuck baby. i love you, i swear ta’ god i do.” was all he could manage before he collapsed on top of you. and after a few moments, you realized that he hadn’t fallen asleep, but his body had literally given out from exhaustion. i mean, what could you expect after a night of heavy drinking and sex?

and after you finally caught your breath, you managed to roll eren off of you and clean yourself up, not minding the lack of after care considering he needed it way more than you at the current moment.

you took a quick shower and returned with a rag for eren. and after wiping him down and changing his clothes, you tucked him into your shared sheets and finally got some rest.

funnily enough for you, eren couldn’t believe his ears when he heard you retell the night you shared the next morning.

“that wasn’t me, i don’t know who you’re talking about” he said with a tomato red face. you had no idea how eren went from the dominant, sex crazed man he was last night to the shy individual he is now. he even looks different with his black framed glasses perched on his nose. the duality of man

with a little giggle, you placed a kiss onto eren’s cheek, “it’s okay baby, i’m just glad you had a great time last night”.

with a roll of his eyes, eren pulled you closer to him on the couch and continued surfing through tv channels, vowing to himself to never go out with his homies ever again.

#eren #eren x reader #eren x y/n #eren x black y/n #eren smut #eren jeager x reader #eren jeager smut #eren x chubby reader #eren aot #eren ask!

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kumasakka · 3 months ago

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Hiiii! Your writing about manager kim was amazing! Can you do one for Jincheol park? Like when he get jealous or anything you want I don't mind.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐗 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. jincheol park x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. when your husband finds out that the lunchbox made by your beloved daughter wasn't for him but for some other bastard .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~1.3k words .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff. f!readers. established relationship between you and jincheol. manager kim x my life as a loser crossover kinda. spoiler for my life as a loser kinda ! safe for minors! crappy writing. jincheol and dabin may seem ooc. this is the jincheol-father jealousy. jincheol gets beat up with a candle like mentioned in the manhwa of my life as a loser.

　“MOM, how do I make a lunchbox?”

It wasn't an exaggeration when it was said that you dropped everything you held in your hands. Because as soon as those words left the lips of your daughter you couldn't help but gasp in shock and dropped the remote you were holding in your hands, now turning to your one and only daughter. Your daughter that was well — sometimes you wondered how she survived in this world.

"What's wrong, dear? Are you sick?" you stood up, concerned as you held her arm and measured her temperature with your other free hand.

"N-No!" Dabin groaned as she removed your hands from your face. "And what outfit should I wear to the library?! What do people wear in the library?"

You breathed out, needing a moment to regain yourself from the shock. What did she say? Library? She even knows what that is? "Dabin, dear... What's wrong? Is someone bullying you?" you asked worriedly, trying to get close to her to search for bruises or anything else, only for her to stop you by putting her hands on top of your shoulder, shaking her head hastily.

"Please mom! It's important. Teach me how to make a delicious lunchbox!" she cried out.

With that, your eyes wandered down to her hands, noticing how many plasters and bandages were wrapped around her fingers. "How many times did you accidentally cut your fingers?" you asked as you took her wrist to look at her hands closely. "You sure, you aren't going to die by blood loss? you asked once again, your face serious even though whatever you said was silly.

"Ugh.. Nevermind." she gave up and was about to leave, but you didn't let go of her wrist yet.

"Who said I wouldn't teach you?" you chuckled at the sight of her eyes lighting up.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best, mom!"

"Wrong! That not how you cut the chicken." you sighed out, watching her nth attempt to cut something. "You're hopeless..."

"Mom, you're not helping." she deadpanned and tried to... whatever she was doing with the chicken.

"Come on, I'll cut the chicken for you and you're going to season it?" to be honest you were a little tired after trying her to teach something, yet she failed miserably and now that you're at the last step, you made your life easier so you wouldn't need to stand another hour in the kitchen.

"Dabin." you called her name out, removing the chicken tendon before continuing to cut it into smaller pieces while she was finding her ways out with the spices and humming as response. "How come you aren't cooking for your father? He'd be overjoyed if you cooked something for him for the first time."

"I umm..." she trailed off, placing the spices down to the counter again, "it's for someone special this time..."

"Oh yes?" you raised an eyebrow at that. "Seems like you're in love."

"W-What?!" she blinked, blood rushing up to her cheeks as she bashfully mixed some spices together, not even knowing what she mixed up together. "H-How would you know?!"

"I'm your mother." you sighed and looked at your daughter. "Who is the lucky guy."

"No one..." she whispered meekly and took the cuttingboard to marinate the chicken, expecting you to urge her to answer.

"Tell me if you're ready then." but you didn't.

"What?!" her eyes widened, the last chicken dropped into the seasoning, splashing her shirt. "Y-You don't wanna know?"

"I am dying to know." you smiled, "sadly, you're at an age where you would hide most of the things like your first crush."

Dabin pouted at that, looking like a sad puppy to you. "I-I'll tell you soon." she said and began to mix the chicken with her hand. "Ew..! It feels so weird!" she complained, making you chuckle as response. She'll get used to it one day, you hope. You rolled up your sleeves and helped her to wash the dishes, a little smile growing on your lips, getting reminded at your youthful days.

"Your father will cry if he finds out." she flinched at that.

"I will cook him something when I'm better at this!"

CRASH !

At the sound of something breaking, you couldn't help but flinch, immediately standing up to make your way to the living room. Just to see your husband stand in the middle of the room, holding a lunchbox in his hands with a little note attached to it. "[n-name]..." he stuttered, turning himself to your direction as he didn't waste a second to come closer. "Is this... what I think this is." he said and blinked. What is this.

"You read it. »Do not touch!«." you read out the note and chuckled, seeing how your husband almost dropped the lunchbox, if it weren't for you, by falling to his knees dramatically.

"W-Who is this for?!" he jumped up again, shocking you a bit as he held onto your shoulders to prevent you from falling. "This isn't for me! Dabin..! Who is harassing her?!"

The moment he stepped away from you to set a step into your daughter's room, you held onto his shoulder, shaking your head. "You're staying here, mister." you furrowed your eyebrows, feeling the tension under your grip. "Or else I'll beat you up if you interrupt Dabin from bringing this lunchbox to your in-law!" you felt your own flame firing up, knowing well that he was bursting in anger.

Quickly — your hand grabbed onto the nearest object in your reach which was an candle before swinging the very candle against the back of your husband, making him cover himself even though it didn't even really hurt. "She's in puberty, Jincheol! But that doesn't mean she'll have it with every boy!" every word was one slap with the candle without missing a single beat. "Calm down, yeah?!"

"[name], you should also calm down!" he yelled and winced as you didn't stop.

"Jincheol..." you breathed out, placing the candle to the side again while also taking the lunchbox into your hands, "I know you're worried since she's growing up and probably will leave her parents in the back of her mind—"

"B-But!—"

"No buts." you huffed, put the lunchbox back to it's original place, "you should be lucky she isn't as wild as you were once a teenager."

"You can't compare!"

"I can."

The discussion ended with you having the last word before he threw the white flag up, grieving as he bit down on the same white flag he was holding onto. "This is not fair..." his voice was muffled by the piece of cloth in his mouth. "I should've been the first... We should've been the first to taste of her delicious cooking! This isn't fair at all! Who's that bastard? I'll hunt him down."

"Stop." you sighed out once again, folding your arms, "or else I'll beat you up again with the candle."

"Please don't..." he begged weakly, life drained his face while collapsing to the floor with no life energy left.

"Better stay down like this." a smile made it's way to your lips and you walked into the kitchen again, "I'll even make something delicious, alright?"

This made up his mood and the atmosphere in the room, immediately standing up while shining brightly full of life, quickly following you into the kitchen. "Yes, wife! I love you so much! What would I do without you?" he asked, proudly puffing his chest as he stood behind you to watch you preparing lunch for the two of you. After all, Dabin will eat with her secret boyfriend, right?

"Hey, how fast did you change your shirt?" your eyes gazed at the personal made shirt.

"What do you mean?" he asked, flexing his muscles in the »I love my wife« shirt.

"Nevermind..."

a/n's note — this is probably first and last time writing for jincheol even though I had fun... I'm sorry if this isn't what you expected when you requested jealousy but nothing came into my mind !!! did I seriously read manager kim and my life as a loser to write oneshots for kim and jincheol? yes. yes, I did.

#❨🎐❩ 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 :: shitpost.#lookism x reader #manager kim x reader #my life as a loser x reader #lookism #manager kim #my life as a loser #ptj universe #jincheol park x reader #jincheol x reader #jincheol park #jincheol #dabin park

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mudinyourshoes · 2 months ago

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I paused my FoF rewatch for My Journey to You but reading fanfics about FoF has me thinking about how tragic Wen Xiao’s ending is. When I watched it the first time, I was so focused on the tragedy of Bai Jiu, Pei Sijing being left alone, and how how happy I was that ZYC and ZYZ got a hopeful ending that I didn’t pay that much attention to Wen Xiao. But I keep coming back to how sad her ending is and maybe it doesn’t seem as sad as it actually is, at first, because nominally she got exactly what she wanted — the restored powers of the Baize Goddess. In fact…EVERYONE gets exactly what they wanted at the start:

Wen Xiao starts out seeking the Baize token and trying to make herself useful — at the end she is the fully restored Baize Goddess, very much alive and useful

ZYZ starts out wanting to die at ZYC’s hands — ends dying at ZYC’s hands

ZYC — wants to restore the Demon Hunting Bureau and kill ZYZ — ends with the Bureau restored and kills ZYZ

Pei Sijing — wants to solve the mystery of her brother death — solves it

Bai Jiu — wants to bring his mom back/find out what happened to her — brings her back

Ying Lei — wants to become a cook — becomes a cook

But as each character gets what they said they wanted, we see that their priorities have shifted and they are now focused on something else. This ranges from Bai Jiu, who is overjoyed that he succeeds in his original mission, but is now focused on saving his found family, to ZYZ, who doesn’t want to follow through on his original goal at all.

For Wen Xiao, like ZYZ and ZYC, getting what she originally wanted turns out to mean sacrificing her personal desires for the greater good. But unlike ZYZ and ZYC, who manage to duck out of their worst ending at the last minute, Wen Xiao is trapped by her fate as the Goddess without reprieve (as far as I can tell?! someone come tell me i'm wrong?!).

Not only does ZYC leave her and Wen Xiao leaves Pei Sijing, she also probably gives up her relationship with ZYZ (someone wrote a great meta about how she places her contract with ZYZ on the alter stone and this is her letting go of him and that only by releasing him in this way is he able to find his second chance with ZYC).

She ends the drama completely alone in the Wilderness, having lost everything she gained over the course of the drama except the token itself! It’s what she's been working towards the whole time and it’s only made possible by her selflessness and it’s a complete fucking tragedy!!

Wen Xiao’s selfless generosity is a dreadful and heart wrenching thing.

#fangs of fortune #pls someone tell me i'm wrong about this #because thinking about it makes me want to cry

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starrclown · 11 months ago

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I've see ALOT of LMK angst and I have nothing better to do (cause it's late at night) and I'm not working on my LMK apocalypse au right now sooo-

LMK ANGST HEADCANNONS

Triggerwarning for Violence, Blood, Suicidal thoughts, and other general upsetting topics.

(Feel free to leave yours below. Let's make these characters sad together!)

Pigsy gets upset when people joke about Wukong being Mk's dad. It's insulting to him, the one that raises Mk since he was so little.

Wukong is someone that craves physically touch but also can't stand it. It stems from all the violence he's been apart of + the crown messed him up alot. He was SUPER uncomfortable with Mk touching him in the beginning. It has to be on his terms if you wanna touch him.

Macaque doesn't have a heart beat anymore.

Because of Macaque never coming back when Wukong needed him, Wukong had no trust that Macaque will come back if they have a argument. He assumes that Macaque is just gone and gets upset about it. Eventually Macaque comes back and realizes Wukong's upset but he doesn't bring it up cause he doesn't know how.

Redson doesn't really understand why his father doesn't seem to like him. He assumed that his dad would be overjoyed to see him again, not how he's acting now.

Mei had many breakdowns because of her grades and the pressure to be a spectacular student.

Pigsy got bullied alot in school for being a pig demon. It wasn't everyone, most people liked him, just a specific group of kids.

To add on to #7, Tang used to beat himself up over not being able to help Pigsy. He HATED seeing Pigsy getting bullied but he knew that if he tried to start a fight he would either get beat because he can't fight or get himself kicked out of school.

Mk gets nightmares of Wukong getting forced into the scroll. Sometimes he wonders what would of happened if Wukong never got out. He usually ends up crying.

The closest thing Sandy ever got to being violent is when one of his cats scared him and he accidently dropped Mo. He cried. Alot. (Mo was fine but he just hates his cats being hurt.)

Sandy still doesn't know Hunstman is dead. He just thinks that Huntsman was scared of him so he never came back. (Guess Hunstmans my favorite and he's dead and i hate it here god dammit.)

No one can say anything about Azure or Azure's death around Wukong because he will get upset. Macaque made a joke one time and Wukong lost his shit. He's still kinda shooken up about it.

Some of the baby monkies recognize Macaque as the one disguised as Wukong that ate the monkey and passed it around. Those monkies REFUSE to be around him. They get violent if they have to be around him.

Nezha wants to see Wukong, Redson, and the others more but his job is so demanding he barely gets to leave.

Wukong physically couldn't be around Tang for long periods of time when they first met. He got more comfortable with him over time but Tang reminded him to much of Tripitaka and he couldn't handle it.

Mei doesn't yell out of anger, like serious anger alot. When she finally yelled at Wukong because of the fire, all Wukong saw was Ao Lie screaming at him. (Stole that headcannon from a friend of mine. Thanks Ainnur you ruined my life.)

Mk brought up the fact that Wukong was willing to put the fire into himself and sacrifice himself, almost certainly killing himself in the process one time. Wukong kinda laughed and just said "Yeah, had to save the world bud. It's a shame Macaque messed up my plan, the world woulda been a little bit more peaceful if me AND Lady Bone Demon died." He wasn't even trying to admit suicidal feelings, he was just being honest. This scared the SHIT out of Mk because Wukong just admitted that he can and will kill himself if he feel he needs too.

Sandy often feels left out of the group and not as important but he doesn't wanna ruin everyone's fun so he stays quiet.

Bai he was ready to die when she was found by the Monkie Gang. She wasn't scared of death anymore.

Bai he was scared of Wukong when they first met face to face. Wukong apologized and explained himself. Over time she got a little more comfortable with him. She understands why he's apologizing but at that point she was so ready to die she didn't care who did it.

Redson wants to be around Sun Wukong again but he doesn't know how to start the relationship again. Same on Wukongs part but he's a bit more forward.

Macaque gets physical in fights fast. Partly cause his fights with Peng, Partly cause of his life before Wukong, Partly cause of Lady Bone Demon. If Macaque thinks a situation will get rough, he'll try to fight but if he thinks he'll lose he'll dip.

Princess Iron Fan unintentionally critiques Redsons's looks all the time. It messes with him alot so he's quite insecure.

Mei feels the need to always be upbeat and cheerful so Mk doesn't sink to far into depression. She can tell when he does this for her but she doesn't bring it up.

Pigsy's worst fear is that Mk won't come back home. The nightmares he's had of this is brutal.

I could make more but I'm sleeeeepppy. I'll make a part two one day though. Leave your own headcannons cause seeing other people break down these characters is so fun.

(How some people think Mk will be in season 5)

- ⭐️StarClown⭐️

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crucifiedfaerie · 1 year ago

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Nicotine Stains | Pt. 2 ༉₊˚✧

Modern!Kylo x Fem!Reader AU

➴ Summary: As your relationship with Kylo grows behind closed doors, so does your worry and confusion about what exactly you are to him.

➴ Part One

➴ Word Count: 5.2k

➴ Warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, dom!kylo, modern!delinquent!kylo au, smoking, swearing, quite a bit of angst, kylo is a stupid man who doesn't know how real relationships work apparently, he also doesn't know what communication is, reader is in her head about it, mutual pining, finnpoe my loves make an appearance (its canon to me idgaf), fluff, kinda hurt with comfort, SMUT (unprotected PiV sex, car sex, softdom!kylo, kinda breeding kink ?? oops), typos probably

➴ Taglist: ( @enviedear @capitanostella @teapartydreams @beautifulbluejay @mochiseni )

A/N: im alive !!!!! holy shit i promised this would be out in like november. oops. the writers block has been so real im sorry. now that i have this out though, chapter two of growing pains will be coming next !! i promise i didn't abandon that.... anyways i hope you enjoy !!

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You impatiently sat, knees tucked beneath you and head resting on the back of your family’s couch so you could look out the window. The men in your life had been away for a week and a half, and while you couldn't deny having Finn out of your hair for once was like a peaceful vacation in itself, you missed Kylo like crazy. Having to look at his sleek, black Charger parked in front of your house every time you looked out of your window didn't necessarily help either.

When he told you Finn had asked him to tag along on their annual camping trip, you couldn't help but laugh. The image of Kylo trying to fit his tall, broad frame into a tiny shared tent with your father and brother was too hilarious to you.

"What’s so funny, kid?" He had laughed back at you.

Usually, Poe was the one to go on those trips with your brother and father, but with him away at pilot school, Finn had been lonely recently. He wasn't expecting himself to take it so hard, but gods did he miss Poe. Despite missing Kylo, you were glad he agreed to go and keep Finn company. Your father, of course, was also overjoyed to hear that Kylo would be joining.

Your eyes lit up as your father's beat-up car pulled into the driveway. You watched as they unpacked the car and exchanged words you couldn't hear before Kylo parted ways and headed to his car with his bag hanging off his shoulder. When he reached the driver's side door, he noticed you in the window and gave you a subtle wink before getting into the Charger and pulling away.

Part of you was expecting... hoping for him to come in, but you should have known he wouldn't. It's not like your family knew of your weird relationship that had been blossoming for the past month. You couldn't help but still feel a little disappointed, you hoped maybe he would have just said fuck it and come in and kissed you. Maybe he didn't miss you as much as you had missed him? Your heart sank at the idea.

The mixed signals Kylo had been giving you were starting to give you whiplash. One minute he would be in your room treating you like you're the only person in the world who matters to him, and the next he'd be standing in the kitchen talking to Finn or your mother, not even giving you so much as a glance.

The thought of asking him about what exactly the two of you were honestly made you wanna die. You didn't want to come off as clingy and ruin whatever it was you had, but the twinge of hurt that came with every time he ignored your presence was starting to become… too much.

You sighed and walked upstairs to your room, feeling defeated. You practically collapsed in your chair before putting on your headphones and starting on some schoolwork, attempting to think about anything but Kylo.

A thump muffled by the music in your ears broke you from your calculus-induced trance. When you turned around in your chair you were met with Kylo on your bedroom floor, who you assumed had just fallen through your window. You giggled at him, pulling your headphones down to rest around your neck.

He groaned before sitting up and smiling at you. "I meant to do that."

"Sure." You laughed, getting out of your seat to join him on the floor.

Kylo leaned against the wall, pulling you into his lap. He gave you a quick kiss before pulling away and looking down at you with those pretty brown eyes you can never seem to get enough of these days. "I leave for nearly two weeks to go into the middle of nowhere, and I can't even get a text from my girl when I get home?" He asked, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

You felt the warmth creep across your cheeks at the way he called you his. "I got carried away with homework, I didn't even realize what time it was." You glanced at the window behind him, noticing the dark indigo hue of the sky.

Kylo smiled, peppering small kisses down your jaw. "What were you listening to?" He lightly tapped your headphones with his long fingers. You took them off before carefully placing them over his ears. "Chevelle? I see my good taste continues to rub off on you kid." He grinned.

"Don't be so full of yourself. My dad loves Chevelle, I got it from him." You laughed, taking the headphones from him and tossing them into your chair. Kylo smiled before standing up, taking you with him, and setting you on your bed gently. His kiss was needy, and he slowly pushed you backward until you were lying down.

He pulled away, out of breath slightly. "Do you know how much I missed this? You were on my mind every night I was there... I couldn't even jack off because we were in that stupid tent..." He paused, shutting his eyes. "You didn't hear that."

You giggled. "You jerk off thinking about me? Are you obsessed with me or something?"

Kylo laughed, rolling his eyes. "You idiot." He attacked your face with kisses that tickled, causing you to let out a half scream. "Shhh kid, your mom's gonna think you're being murdered up here."

As if he had summoned her, you heard a knock at your bedroom door. Kylo quickly stood up from your bed, rushing over to your closet and maneuvering himself inside before shutting the door quietly.

You shook your head at him, stifling a laugh and taking your seat back at your desk, pretending to look like you were doing something. "You can come in."

Your mother opened the door with a soft creak. "Were you talking to someone?"

You quickly fabricated a lie. "I was just on the phone with a friend from my class."

Your mom nodded, briefly glancing around your room. "I actually came up here to tell you to ask Kylo if he's coming to dinner on Friday. I meant to ask when they came home earlier, but he left so fast I missed him."

Your hands felt sweaty. Why would she ask you to ask him? Did she know? "Why wouldn't you ask Finn to talk to Kylo?"

She leaned on the doorframe slightly. "Well he's been driving you to and from class a lot recently, just ask him for me tomorrow would you? And you better make sure to thank that boy for driving you around! It's very nice of him."

It took everything in you to hold back the laugh that threatened to surface. You just knew Kylo was doing the same. "Yeah, I'll ask him." You had almost forgotten you had class in the morning. Fuck.

"Thank you. Goodnight, I love you." She began to shut your door. "Remember. Tell him thank you."

"Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, I love you." You laughed as you listened to her footsteps disappear down the hall.

You leaned forward in your chair to open your closet door. Kylo chuckled softly. "Is there something you needed to say to me?... Sorry, I couldn't hear the conversation very well with this door in the way." He smirked, taking a step towards you.

"Oh shut up." You smiled back at him.

He pulled you closer to him, wrapping his long arms around you. Your face pressed into his shirt, the smell of blackberries and pomelo from his cologne filling your senses. "It's fine, you can thank me in different ways." He whispered into the top of your head.

You giggled nervously, feeling your face get hot again. "Yeah?"

Kylo took your face into his hands and leaned back as if to study you. "Yeah..." He smirked. "But not tonight, you have class tomorrow, remember?" He kissed you again before letting you go and making his way towards your window.

You groaned at him. "Why not just stay the night?" You asked sweetly, following him.

He smiled down at you with adoration. "What, so we both wake up late and you miss your class? Your parents would hate me." Kylo smirked

My mother and father could never hate you, stupid.

"Fine." You sighed, not having the courage to argue.

He leaned down and kissed you again, deeper this time. "I'll see you in the morning, okay?"

"Okay." You said it so quietly you weren't sure if he even heard it. He ducked out of your window, shutting it quietly. You watched as he climbed down and went to his car in the darkness. Once his tail lights had disappeared at the end of your street, you collapsed onto your bed, allowing your body to succumb to sleep and silence your racing mind.

Friday afternoon, you sat at the table in your overly warm kitchen, trying to finish some classwork as your mother cooked. The sound of the doorbell made your heart leap out of your chest. You'd been anticipating today all week and while you were hoping it was Kylo at the door, a part of you was also hoping he'd show up late so you wouldn't have to endure getting ignored by him so much.

You heard your dad open the door. "Hi Son, what a pleasant surprise!" You felt your palms get clammy. "Finn! Come down here!" Your father shouted up the stairs. You craned your neck to look around the corner and see who it was, hearing Finn's quick footsteps as he made his way down the steps.

It was Poe. He stood in the foyer, dressed nicely but still wearing that worn, brown leather jacket he always wore. He held a bouquet of orange and white lilies. You smiled, those were Finn's favorite.

"Poe!" Finn nearly knocked Poe over with how quickly he hugged him. "You said you wouldn't be back until summer!"

Poe wrapped his arms around him, laughing. "You know I had to surprise you." He pressed a kiss to Finn's forehead. "Hey, don't crush the flowers, they barely made it on the trip down here."

Finn pulled away, beaming at him. He took the flowers into his hands before kissing Poe.

You looked at your mother, who was grinning almost as wide as Finn was. "Aren't they just adorable? When you find someone, they better treat you as good as Poe treats Finn." She smiled at you. You gave her a weak smile back and nodded, looking back at the textbook in front of you.

You couldn't help but wish Kylo would do that. Showing up at your door with flowers, instead of sneaking through your window no later than 11 pm to smoke weed and fuck. It wasn't like your parents wouldn't approve of him... they have always adored Kylo for no reason at all. You attempted to focus on the pages in front of you, it was ridiculous to dwell so deeply on a man you weren't even actually sure was yours.

Kylo showed up fashionably late of course. Your mother beamed at the sight of him standing in the entryway. "Kylo honey, I was worried you weren't going to come. Go ahead and sit."

He smiled sweetly at her. "You know I wouldn't miss your wonderful cooking for anything." To your surprise, he took the seat right beside you, something he never does when he's over for dinner.

Other than small glances, Kylo did not acknowledge your presence at the beginning of dinner. He mostly caught up with Poe and talked cars with your father. As you picked at the food on your plate, you felt a large, warm hand rest on your thigh. When you turned your head to look up at Kylo, he seemed unphased, deep in conversation with Poe.

"How is pilot school treating you, man?" Kylo asked, his one hand inching further up your thigh as he took a bite from his fork with the other hand.

You felt warmth creep across your cheeks as you clenched your thighs together, causing his grip on you to tighten slightly.

He cannot possibly be serious? The fucking dinner table?

You looked at him again, chewing on the inside of your mouth and attempting to relax as much as you could. Kylo glanced down at you briefly, a sly smirk playing at his lips and his pupils large. He turned back to his conversation with Poe as he inched his long fingers underneath your skirt, brushing them against your clothed cunt.

You felt a moan threaten to escape your lips so you pretended to clear your throat, causing Kylo to fight back a grin. He was enjoying this way too much... This was all too much. You quickly grabbed his hand in an attempt to keep him from going any further. Thank god for your mother's tablecloth or everyone would have seen what was happening.

You weren't sure what it was, maybe the obvious flush on your face, but your mother had noticed something was up. "Is something wrong sweetheart?"

You tried to think of something, anything reasonable to say but your brain felt so foggy.

Oh you know, Finn's best friend and so-called 'angel' in your eyes is playing with my cunt under the dinner table but doesn't have the decency to take me out on a date, no biggie.

"I'm fine, it's just really hot in here." You managed to get out, fiddling with the neck of your sweater. Kylo had removed his hand which was now resting on your knee. You sighed, silently thanking the gods of every pantheon you could think of. Moaning in front of your entire family at dinner wasn't exactly ideal. Despite the wetness growing in your panties, you wanted nothing more than to strangle him right there.

The rest of dinner was a blur, and at some point, Finn, Poe, and Kylo had disappeared to the basement, most likely to drink and play video games. This allowed you to sneak away to your room, the noise from the TV downstairs dissipating into a soft murmur as you shut your bedroom door behind you.

"FINN! I'm getting obliterated over here and you're on the other side of the map fucking around!"

"I'm literally almost there calm down!"

Kylo sat on the couch, listening as Finn and Poe bickered over the game they were playing, loud gunshots and explosions emanating from the television as Poe was, in fact, being obliterated.

His knee bounced up and down nervously. As much as he enjoyed seeing Poe again and playing video games like old times, all Kylo could think about was seeing you again.

You had seemed a little off today, did he do something wrong?

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, taking a few minutes to type, delete, and retype his message to you, finally deciding on something lighthearted.

Kylo: where'd you disappear to kid? you're missing out on some riveting gameplay down here.

The blue glow of his screen illuminated in his hands a few minutes later, and he felt a wave of excitement course through his body when he saw that you had responded.

♡: i forgot i had a paper i needed to finish.

Kylo frowned at his phone, it was 9:30 pm on a Friday. Surely he had done something to upset you. He sighed before trying to formulate another text to send back to you.

Finn’s voice pulled him from his anxious thoughts. “There are more beers in the garage, I’ll be right back.” Kylo watched as he kissed Poe quickly before sprinting up the stairs.

“So,” Poe started, leaning closer with a grin on his face. “Any new girls or are you still fixated on your best friend's sister?”

Kylo groaned, knowing this would come up. “That was in middle school, I wouldn’t have told you then had I known now you’d still be bringing this up years later.” He laughed nervously.

“Don’t fucking lie to me, Ren.” Poe laughed. “Elementary, middle, high school… Hell, four months ago before I left, you were talking about her.” He shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth before continuing. “I don’t know why you won’t just go for it. Their parents already love you, I don’t think it’ll be a big deal like you think it will be.”

“You don’t get it Poe, they like me as Finn’s friend. She’s in college and I have nothing ahead of me except a court date for a speeding ticket next week. But if you must know, we’ve been… talking and hanging out for the past month and I’m pretty sure I’ve already made her mad at me so… yeah.” Kylo said tiresomely.

Poe’s eyes lit up. “What the hell dude? Were you just not going to tell me-”

“We got lucky, there was only three left.” Their conversation was cut short, to Kylo’s relief, by Finn coming down the stairs holding three crisp cans of beer, the condensation leaving a damp mark on the front of his shirt.

“I was actually about to head home.” Kylo said, standing from the old, sunken couch.

Finn groaned in protest, setting the cans on the water-stained coffee table. “Just stay for another game or two, I’ll let you take my spot.”

“Yeah, just another game or two.” Poe chimed in, his eyes wide, silently pleading with him to stay in hopes Kylo would tell him more.

“Sorry guys, I’m just really tired tonight.” Kylo shot Poe a look. “I’m coming back over tomorrow.” With Finn’s back turned momentarily, he took the opportunity to mouth “Drop it.”

“Fine, but no flaking out on us or we will drag you out of your home.” Finn smirked.

Kylo nodded in agreement, laughing slightly, before making his way up the stairs into the kitchen. Your parents had already gone to bed, the refrigerator humming and ticking clock being the only noise that filled the quiet darkness.

He silently made his way up the stairs to your room, taking a breath once he reached your door before opening it slowly. Once inside, he noticed your empty desk chair and your computer which cast a soft glow on you, lying face first on your bed. You turned your head to look at him.

"Making really great progress on that paper I see." He smirked at you, that stupid smirk you love to hate and hate to love.

"I'm tired." That was all you could manage to say to him. After his stunt at the dinner table and his general behavior in the past month, you honestly wanted nothing more than for him to just go away.

“What's wrong pretty girl?” Kylo’s voice was soft and sweet like honey. You felt the bed dip beside you and two strong arms wrap around you. “Are you mad at me for dinner? I-”

You sat straight up to look at him, causing him to stand up from your bed. “Yes! Yes, I’m mad at you for dinner.” You shouted at him, as much as a whisper would allow you to. “You don't even have the decency to come through the front door most times, and when you do, you act like I don't exist. I don't understand you, if I had known I'd just be a fuck buddy to you I wouldn't have given you my virginity in the first place.”

For a few moments, Kylo stared at you. He looked surprised but there was a softness and concern in his eyes. “That isn't all you are to me, I promise… I just... feel like I'm not good enough for you sometimes.”

You sighed, collapsing back into your pillows. Your capacity to care or argue with him was spent. “I wish you had figured that out before you invited me out onto the roof to smoke with you.”

The room was quiet for a few moments before you heard the sound of your window opening and closing. He left your house wordlessly, with nothing but dead silence left in his wake.

You felt hot tears sting at the corners of your eyes, regretting nothing more than ever allowing Kylo to get close to you.

Asshole.

You hadn't realized you’d fallen asleep until you were woken up to the sound of your phone ringing. Lifting your head from your tear-soaked pillow, you tried to adjust your eyes to the brightness of your phone to see who was calling you so late.

Kylo.

You nearly groaned, debating whether or not it was a better idea to just ignore him. You ultimately decided against your better judgment.

“What do you want?” You spoke sleepily into the phone.

“Just come down here for a moment.”

You got up and looked out your window. Kylo stood in front of your house, leaning against his car with his phone pressed against his face. “No.” You were about to hang up on him before you heard his voice again.

“You can hate me, that's fine. I just want to show you one thing.” There was a quick desperation to his voice. “Please.”

“Fine.” You sighed, hanging up the phone before slipping your shoes on quickly and opening your window. Once on your roof, you had wished you’d grabbed a jacket. The cold, midnight air nipped at your exposed arms, causing you to shiver.

You climbed down your mother's trellis, taking extra care not to crush any of the vines that would bloom beautifully in the spring.

You felt the frozen dew from the grass brush across your ankles as you made your way to Kylo’s car and watched as he opened the passenger side door for you. The warmth of the car interior enveloped you as you sat down, and once fully inside, he shut your door before practically running around his car to his side.

He pulled away from your house with a roar from his engine, and you hoped your parents didn't hear it.

“Where are we going?” You asked unamused.

“Somewhere I like to go when I want to be alone... I think you’ll like it.” Kylo said softly, glancing at you once before focusing on the road again.

You sighed, watching as he pulled onto a backroad. The canopy of trees shaded the car from the moonlight, only the glow of the radio dimly illuminating the interior.

“You really shouldn't have, you know… Taking me somewhere nice like the forest before murdering me.” You said sarcastically.

Kylo laughed. “Where else would I dispose of the body? Suburbs are much too populated.” He joked, reaching for his cigarettes before offering one to you.

You tried to hide the smirk that played on your lips, hating how easily he could make you laugh. You accepted the cigarette, watching as the trees cleared to reveal a moonlit lake.

Kylo put the charger in park, before turning in his seat to face you. “I’m sorry I've treated you the way I have this past month.” He reached up to light your cigarette for you, not breaking eye contact. He ignited his own, taking a few puffs before continuing. “I've always been so scared of not being good enough for you or living up to your family's standards… and now I've allowed my fears to hurt you. But I can assure you you're way more than just a quick fuck to me, I can't apologize enough for making you feel that way.”

You watched as Kylo reached into his back seat for something, retrieving a stack of small notes and colored paper. He smiled nervously before handing them to you.

As you flipped through them in silence, you tried to make sense of what you were looking at. In the stack were dozens of notes and cards all in his handwriting, some more recent and some that seemed to have been written by a much younger Kylo. You looked up at him, no longer able to hide the smile on your face.

“I would write them and always get way too nervous to give them to you… but I kept them anyway.” Kylo said nervously, speaking quickly. “I've liked you since we were children, Poe always-”

You cut him off with a kiss, his warm lips immediately melting into yours as he kissed back with need and desire. Kylo extinguished his cigarette in his car's ashtray before traveling his hands up to hold your face.

After a few minutes, he pulled away, allowing you both to catch your breath. Still cradling your face in his hands, Kylo looked at you with a gaze so soft, that you thought you'd melt into a puddle on the floor of his Charger.

He spoke softly. “Be my girlfriend. Say you'll be mine and my fears will be far behind me, I promise.”

You beamed at him, nodding quickly. “I'm yours.”

Kylo’s lips connected with yours once again and he kissed you feverishly. He reached down to fiddle with something before his seat extended back with a dull thump. Without ever breaking the kiss, Kylo pulled you with him to the backseat, laying you down so he was hovering above you.

You quickly fumbled with his belt, trying to blindly undo the clasp. He brushed your hands away, kissing his way down your now trembling body and stopping just above the waistband of your pants. Hooking his fingers into them, he quickly and expertly removed both your pants and underwear in one go, exposing your bare cunt to the cool air of his car. You watched as he threw your clothes somewhere into the dark void that was the front seat.

You whined, pushing your thighs together for warmth and friction, which Kylo promptly used his strong hands to open again. “Not so fast, my little star. I wanna take my time with you tonight.” He smirked up at you.

Half-kneeling on the floorboard of the car, Kylo peppered kisses up and down your inner thigh, causing you to shiver in his grasp. After what felt like eons of teasing, he finally placed a kiss just below your pubic bone before licking a stripe up your slit.

You moaned, tangling your fingers into his long, dark locks as he began to feast on you. Your body felt full of electricity as if you were going to spark and short circuit at any moment.

He was unrelenting with his tongue, and you felt yourself nearing your climax. “Kylo!” You whined desperately.

“Hm? What is it, pretty girl?” He mumbled against you, not faltering once in his attack on your now very sensitive clit.

“You’re g-gonna make me cum already, stop.” You breathed out.

You could feel him smirk against your heat. “That's fine. Go ahead, cum for me.” He hummed.

Your head felt light and your body electric as you came, your vision blurring as you rode your high on his tongue. You only noticed he had stopped when you came to and saw him wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his dark hair messy and pupils blown with lust.

“You taste so fucking good.” He breathed as he undid his belt, “I can't believe I waited a month to do that.”

Laughing weakly, your head still fuzzy from your high, you admired him as he pulled his t-shirt over his head, exposing his pale chest littered with beauty marks. He looked so angelic the way the moon behind him cast his frame in an almost halo-like glow. You watched as he freed his erect cock from the tight confines of his jeans.

Kylo kissed you as he lined himself up with your entrance, pausing momentarily to hold the side of your face in his hand and smile at you with adoration. “I wish you could see how pretty you look right now… How pretty you always look.”

You whined, still unable to form a coherent sentence and wrapping your arms around his broad frame. You felt him push his cock inside you slowly, and he watched as your eyes rolled back into your skull in pleasure.

You moaned into the crook of his neck as he began to move, thrusting into you gently. His hand traveled up your shirt to cup your breast while he used the other to keep the back of your head from hitting the door handle.

Kylo’s pace quickened, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside you with every thrust. “You’re gonna m-make me cum again, you f-feel too good.” You breathed.

“I’m not gonna stop you, baby. Cum on my cock as many times as you need.” He smiled down at you, slightly out of breath as he neared his own climax.

You came undone beneath him for the second time that night, loudly moaning his name and whatever expletives your brain thought of first, not having to worry about the possibility of waking your entire family as you both bathed in the moonlight that slipped through the now foggy windows of Kylo’s Charger.

“Hm- Fuck I’m gonna cum.” Kylo moaned into your ear.

“Please cum in m-me. I love you.” You whined. Your mind was so foggy from cumming twice that you had lost your inhibition completely and it took you a moment to realize what you just said to him.

You didn’t have much time, however, to worry about it for too long as Kylo let out a moan you had never heard from him before, a sound of need and desperation. “Fuck- Fuck! I love you too.” He came to a halt deep inside you, before filling you with his cum.

He breathed heavily on top of you, staring down at you with shock and adoration. “I love you too.” He repeated, completely out of breath. When he pulled out, you felt his cum drip down your thigh as he quickly retrieved his shirt from the darkness of the floorboard to clean you up.

Kylo peppered kisses up and down your body before pulling you into his lap to hold you in his arms, and you watched as he lazily drew a heart in the condensation that had collected on the window. You smiled and rested your head on his shoulder, thinking only of how comfortable you felt in his presence.

You didn’t get home until 4 am and slept through most of the morning. You awoke to your father yelling at you from downstairs saying something about how there was somebody there to see you. Confused and still tired, you wiped the sleep out of your eyes as you made your way to the stairs.

You stopped in your tracks at the top of the steps. Kylo standing in your foyer waiting for you was the last thing you expected. He had cleaned up nicely, trading his usual rotation of black band tees for a nice, dark button-up, and in his hands he held a bouquet of pink lilies. He smiled nervously up at you.

“Hi?” You beamed at him, laughing slightly.

“Hi,” Kylo smirked, looking down the hall towards the kitchen, where your dad had disappeared to, before continuing in a lower tone only you could hear. “I thought I’d try the front door this time.”

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genshindsau · 1 year ago

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Summary: A few months have passed since the war with one of your sisters had simmered down. Now with the bright lights and festivals taking place it almost seems like nothing happened. You were more than happy to watch from the window, not wanting to disrupt anyone but a certain consort couldn't allow that.

CW: Implications of war and threats to genshin characters (nothing happens), implied nsfw thoughts. Consort!Ayato, Empress!reader.

Taking in the bright sights around you, you mentally praised the work of your consorts. The sun had set, allowing the lanterns to shine and illuminate the streets. There were numerous food stands, drinks being offered, clothing and nonessentials being laid out. Each stand had people crowding around, aching to try the delicacies. Children were running down the streets, strings in one hand and sweets in the other. The atmosphere was lively and the people were overjoyed enough that they did not get nervous in your presence, though they still showed their respect by bowing their head towards you and your consorts.

You were originally not going to walk the street, happy enough to have watched the festival from your window. It wasn't until Ayato, who was the main one in charge of making sure that everything went smoothly with the festival, had come to see you. When he entered your room, he was wearing different clothing than usual. His hair was let down, beautiful blue hair framing his face along with a silver head piece resting on the crown of his head. The head piece was more festive than it was to show his position as consort. It has baby blue flowers interwoven with the silver and some blue gem dangling from the base to frame the side of his face.

"You look lovely," you praised him and watched as a beautiful smile graced his lips. It wasn't often you gave out genuine compliments and he couldn't help the pride that surged through him, his back straightening up as he practically preened under your gaze.

"Thank you, Your Grace. The clothing was gifted from the traveling merchants," his hands smoothed down the fabric as he talked.

"Well if you enjoy them so much, let me know that name of the merchants and we can work something out."

"I'll keep that in mind," He hesitated for a moment. "But that is not that reason I sought you out. "

You raised an eyebrow and took a sip from your goblet. The wine was delightfully flavored. Sweet but a gentle aftertaste. It was different from the usually wine you drank, more rare, which made sense why they took it out for the festival.

"I am heading down to the festival myself and I would like you to come with me," he had carefully planned and picked out his words before coming to meet you; knowing how important it was to say the right thing in order for you to agree with what he was about to ask. "This festival is done in order to show the prosperity of the land. It is to allow the people, your people, to celebrate their freedom and the fact that they can live out their lives the way they want."

"Mhh," You made a sound in the back of your throat to let him know that you were listening to him. Your gaze shifted to the window, looking down at all the people walking around. Families, couples, small children squealing happily as they took in all the new decorations. A sharp contrast to how it was just a few months ago.

"None of this would have been possible if it weren't for your actions,"

A scoff slipped past your lips. It wasn't in malicious intent nor was it to insult him in anyway but... it's been a rough few months. The planning, the sleepless nights, the dangers towards your harem members, ordering people to die for you, fighting, having to relive parts of your childhood that you really did not want to, all of it threw you in a mindset that was hard to get out of - even if its been just a few weeks ago.

"I know these past few months have been difficult. Everyone is trying to adjust from having to live on high alert to finally being able to live more comfortably." He walked up next to you as he gazed down the window as well. You could hear the residue stress in his tone and felt a tightness in your chest. Being a high level consort in the harem left him as a pretty popular target these past few months.

"It's a nice offer but I am more than capable on enjoying the festive from up here." You shrugged, moving away from the window. "Besides I think my presence may damper the mood."

You held no negative feelings on how your people view you. You have committed awful actions, not just in these past months but also multiple times throughout your life. It only makes sense that people would hold distain for you. You would actually be more distrustful with people who said they liked you after knowing what actions you've taken. In your position, being heavily liked isn't always the way to remain powerful - neither is being completely hated.

"I don't believe that," Ayato's voice distracted you from your thoughts. "Some may be apprehensive but that is just because they're not used to being around you. I am not saying to portray yourself as this all-caring and kind individual."

"Ouch," you deadpan at how he described you - though both of you know you really don't care.

His lips quirked upwards. "We both know that it would not be safe for most of the people who exist under your rule, if you did not have the… image you have. However, being viewed one way by your enemies and another by your allies would not necessarily be a terrible thing."

Unknowingly, you shake your head.

A sigh filled the air, one full of sympathy but also understanding as you didn't respond to his words. "I just wish that you would consider it." He wasn't getting to you. He could tell.

"Why is this so important to you?"

Ayato took a moment, silence filling the air.

"Is it really just to help boost morale," you set down your empty wine glass. "To offer some connection to people who I have no need to get close to - who have no reason to know who I am beyond what I let them know. It's easier - and safer - for the people to think of me as this cruel, callous person."

"yes," he cracked a smile. "but also no. Perhaps I would just like to spend this time with you," With one free hand, he wrapped it around your forearm in a delicate but firm grasp. Your lips quirked up as you looked at where his hand was clasping your arm. He's one of the rare ones who is brave enough to be so forward with you. "Let the both of us hear the praises personally while you view what we've accomplished."

"That's rather selfish." you quip back, no malice in your words.

"Well, I am selfish," he stated easily, no hesitation in his voice. "It's been so long since you've come to see me - since we've spent time just the two of us."

"There it is," with an amused quirk of your lips you turn to face him. "The truth of why you've come down here." Your hand pinches at his chin, your thumb caressing the skin, before softly tugging at his bottom lip. "Spare me all of your honey-coated words and save them for the people who would actually fall for them."

He lips tugged up at the corners. His tongue gently poked out of to flick at your thumb which was slowly caressing the soft muscle of his bottom lip. "I'll keep that in mind." He hushed out, his voice quieting due to the shift in the atmosphere. "But my words remain true."

"Do they?" You drop your hand from his face.

Even with the cloth wrapped around your head, Ayato can feel the piercing of your eyes into his. A shudder travels up his spine, his body shivering lightly. He focuses his gaze on your face, his eyes dropping to your lips and chin due to it being the one section of area that is not hidden from his view.

"Of course." He takes a step closer to you, the warmth of your body permeating into his. "So come with me." He tilts his head to the side, feigning an innocent look but there's a sly smile forming on his lips. "After everything I've done, how long I've waited, I think I deserve it."

You snort softly at his words. The subtle manipulation is perhaps not so subtle, not to you. He knows that as well. You can tell by the twinkle of amusement in his eyes as he leans his face closer to yours. "Please." He added on in a soft voice.

Gazing at him, you can tell why so many of the other nobles are entranced by him and fall for his words. He's good at his position. Good at manipulating weak-minded individuals into doing what he wants with his words and even his looks. Even you feel you well-developed walls dropping around him.

You suppose it wouldn't hurt. You can go out for five, maybe ten minutes before leaving, perhaps even managing to drag Ayato away for some time alone, away from prying eyes. You shake your head at that thought, ignoring the simmering of arousal in your gut as you can't help but imagine it - imagine him: sprawled underneath you, body bare and marked, covered in sweat, drool, and…

You clear your throat, refocusing on Ayato who was smirking softly, as if he knew your thoughts. He did.

You focus on the words he said earlier before you got lost in your own salacious thoughts. It would appease Ayato and his words actually have some merit to them. A sigh passes through your lips, your shoulder dropping and Ayato knew he won. Knew he wore you down.

He leaned forward, his face angling up a little as he stretched to press a soft kiss to the skin of your cheek, his lips barely brushing against you before he pulled back with a smile. He turned around, his robes flourishing behind him before you grab the back of his neck and drag him into a real kiss. "I'll see you at the entrance then. Five minutes."

#genshin au #consort au #empress au #genshin impact #genshin x reader #c:ayato #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #c:empress #ayato x reader #kamisato ayato #sub ayato #sub genshin #genshin impact au

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diagonal-queen · 2 years ago

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What if with an Intelligent s/o who literally outsmarts Fyodor,Dazai(separately) and they Re smiling while The two are shocked😭

Drink water!!and I hope you are healthy mwa mwa

- Literally Anon

i have the iq of a saltine- these two would rip me to shreds lol

An S/O who outsmarts them

♡ pairing: Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Dazai Osamu x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: How do Fyodor and Dazai react to a reader who outsmarts them? (I guess you guys are playing chess or something idk T-T)

♡ cw: None!

note: This is one of my oldest reqs and I just...never got around to it because I'll be honest I initially had NO idea how to proceed. But I would rather die than disappoint someone who made such a kind request and so I went on and WROTE IT ANYWAY. In your face, my stupid brain. I'm so sorry this took forever anon, I love you too ~mwah~, apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Fyodor:

So...he is speechless for a moment (and maybe for the first time in his entire life), and you definitely notice this

He relaxes after a second and smiles back at you, congratulating you for your skill and intelligence (I really did base this around you guys playing chess I'm sorry if that's not what you wanted T-T)

Fyodor makes some statement on how he's rubbed off on you and while it's admirable to see you evolving, you have a long way to go before you reach his level.

When you eagerly accept such a challenge he's amused but he does find it pretty cute how determined you are to beat him. He doesn't really think you can do it again (at least not very soon) but will encourage you anyway

He's very flattered that you're so proud of yourself for outsmarting him because it reinforces that you look up to him and thus he maintains his dominance (he's got a superiority complex I think)

He doesn't know whether or not he should bring it up to Mykola because on one hand, he could basically flex his S/O and how smart you are, but on the other hand it would also kinda be admitting defeat and he doesn't wanna do that lmao

Lowkey though, his ego is a tiny bit hurt by this whole thing ngl. He likes being superior in specific ways like niche anime intellect lol

But nonetheless he takes it in good stride and looks forward to seeing your intelligence progress in the future.

Dazai:

Dazai just isn't used to being surprised. He's been genuinely surprised like maybe four times tops in the entire canon of BSD. Alas here he sits before you, defeated (dramatic much)

And even worse is that you're so happy about it. You're smiling, not necessarily in a smug way, but just...proud of yourself. Even you seem to know how much of a moment this is.

After his minute of shock is over, his mind immediately switches to 'oh my god, they're the one. my soulmate'

He's like...legitimately emotional about this? In his life where his friends love him but don't understand him, and his foes understand him but don't love him, he's overjoyed to have found someone who does both

Dazai eventually breaks out into a smile too because honestly? He's proud of you as well. He knows you're intelligent but he didn't know you were his brand of intelligent

From here on out he sometimes has a bit of playful competitiveness when it comes to battles of wits between you two but he's not serious about it and might even sometimes do that thing where he purposefully lets you win stuff lol

He also thinks it's really cute how proud of yourself you are for this because it emphasises how highly you see him too (awhh)

All in all, he takes it well! And now you have bragging rights >:)

okay just because i couldn't beat fyodor at chess doesn't mean i couldn't absolutely destroy his ass in mario kart

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lovelystarlightsblog · 3 months ago

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Motherly reader babying them~

Louise James Moriarty

Lord…… please help this man….

He’s not going to make it out alive when he’s with you. He’s really not gonna make it.

He’s embarrassed, he’s flustered, he’s confused, he’s dumbfounded, he’s flabbergasted, he’s embarrassed, he’s shocked, he’s embarrassed, wait- I already said that.

He just doesn’t understand. Why are you spoiling him so much and why does he like it so damn much?!! He’s not supposed to enjoy being babied like this, he’s an adult! Not a clingy child that want s to be spoiled by their mother.

Mortified… is and understatement. In all honesty, words and emotions failed him right on the spot in the most painful way possible. And he may or may not have an existential crisis due to this.

He rather jump off a bridge than admitting how much he loves your pampering and affection. He rather die than say he enjoys how you treat him like a little child, how you pull him close to your ches, and how the way you feed him always gives him butterflies on his stomach.

Don’t get the wrong idea. He’s honestly overjoyed that you always help him take care of the mansion. Having your help makes everything so much easier for him, and he couldn’t care less that Moran didn’t do his chores. (He still makes him do it though cause he doesn’t want to tire you out from his undone work)

He always repay you and pamper you back, but it always backfire hard cause you show him affection twice as much. Like the time he made you your favorite meal and ends with you the one feeding him instead while he wonders how the hell did he get here?

Just like William, he never had a mother. But with you…. God, he never knew it would so good to be with you. He wish he could’ve have met you sooner, cause he adores you. Every. Single. Bit of you.

Louise is more of the type to be too embarrassed to accept his tendencies unlike Albert who refuse to acknowledge it due to his pride. So Louise feelings are more of a surprise and embarrassment than denial.

Accepting his childish tendencies is a long way to go. But he’ll eventually accept it sooner or later most likely sooner. And even if (reluctantly) accepts it, he will never stop feeling incredibly embarrassed about it. But either way, he always loves your attention, it always makes him feel warm and comforted. And nothing will ever change that, not even his embarrassment.

He’s always so embarrassed with how you always spoil him. And he will NEVER want to show his childish tendencies to anyone, not even Willia. But after a long long while and and FINALLY accepts it. He’s the sweetest being that has ever existed.

And don’t even get me STARTED on cradling. He has the urge to just vanish from existence just by the thought of it. He refuse to be cradled like a baby and he will try to avoid the topic as much as possible. But but but but BUT!! If he does (which will probably take an eternity) he’ll be incredibly tensed and embarrassed being in your lap. His face will be the darkest shade of red you’ll ever seen and he won’t be able to relax that much.

It will take him a long time for him to get used to be cradled like that. And his face will always be red everytime you do no matter how many times you and Louise done this. But he will slowly and surely relaxes in your touch and embrace and grow to love every single second of it.

He won’t show his tendencies often, but he will be much more affectionate and clingy in private when you two are alone. And no, he’s not going to show it infront of anyone else. Maybe William or Albert. But that’s it, no one else.

In all honesty, William is really happy for him. Seeing someone who can take care of him just fills him with joy and he can’t thank you enough. William loves him just as much as he Louise does. And he’s relieved to see him feel comfortable. Albert is also happy for him. And Louise has never felt so relieved to hear that.

Just like I said before, accepting his tendencies is a long way to go, but that doesn’t mean it’s impossible. When he starts to slowly accepts it, you can see that he will be less reluctant and doesn’t decline your affection as much and just shyly accepts it. He won’t try to refuse your spoonfed or avoid your offer to sit on your lap. Despite still feeling embarrassed.

He’s never going to get used to his childish tendencies. And in all honesty, he’s a bit self conscious about it. And also a little bit insecure to show his vulnerability. But of course, you reassure him it’s completely okay to feel that. Everyone deserves to embrace their inner child, and for someone like him. It’s an absolute must!

I’ve said this many times before and I don’t care. I will say it again… words cannot express just how much he loves you. You’re everything and much more to him, and if he could give you the world he WOULD (and maybe will) he just loves you so much.

He would do anything and everything for you. He would gladly cook a dish that takes hours to make just to see you smile. He would clean the whole mansion spotless from every nook and cranny just to hear your praises. End he always craves it everytime.

Just like the other brother and what I said MANY times before. He adores your love and affection, and it’s you who can soothe his aching soul inside him. He never met someone who can fill him with so much joy before…

THIS TOOK ME SOO LONG TO POST THIS FOR NO GODDAMN REASON!!😭

I’M SO SORRY LOUISE!! I DID YOU SO DIRTY!!

#moriarty the patriot #moriarty the patriot x reader #moriarty the patriot headcanon #louise james moriarty

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bloatedandalone04 · 2 years ago

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In which you and Leon get married - Too Close One Shot.

Today was the day.

In exactly six hours, you would officially be married to Leon.

You would officially be Mrs Kennedy.

Leon felt another wave of nervousness wash over him at that. He wasn’t nervous about marrying you. No, not at all. He was worried about what it meant when you would officially be tied to him.

You would become an even bigger target to the many enemies he had made over the past decade. But you knew the risks, and he had given you many outs leading up to this day. Not even that could make him feel at ease.

Still, he was overjoyed at finally tying the knot with you. And he would spend the rest of his life making sure you were happy, and most importantly, safe.

God knows he’d die a happy man, simply because he got to spend a portion of his life with you, the love of his life and the very reason he was here now.

He had pretty much given you full control over the wedding, insisting that he would gladly go along with anything you wanted and planned. You wanted something simple, small and quiet, and he couldn’t be more on board with that.

Leon only had a few people that he wanted there, some being Chris, Harvey, Claire, Jill and his mom. He was glad to hear that your guest list was small as well.

Since your dad pretty much controlled everything you did before you met Leon, you only had a handful of friends you were still in contact with from high school.

Despite your relationship not being a “normal” one since it started, you insisted that you do the whole ‘we’re not allowed to see each other the day before the wedding’ thing. Leon really didn’t care for tradition, that was obvious, but he went along with it just because you asked him to.

If you asked, he would deliver, and it was as simple as that.

God, he was whipped, and he had been since the day you opened the door in your shorts and fuzzy socks.

Leon found himself reaching for his phone from his place on the bed of your shared house, the quietness that surrounded him unfamiliar. Growing up, Leon had to listen to his dad scream at both him and his mom for hours on end, so he wasn’t used to being submitted to a large amount of calmness.

It was eerie, and he only was granted the bittersweet life of silence when he moved out and was forced to live on his own for a few years. That was way before he met you, and ever since you entered his life, you had successfully flipped his world back to the chaotic blur it was before.

That was probably why he couldn’t stop himself from calling you.

He needed to hear your voice, even though he’d be seeing you in just a few hours. He missed you.

“Leon?” You sounded both confused and excited, and he closed his eyes at the sound of your sweet voice.

“Hi, pretty girl,” he said quietly and opened his eyes, ignoring the ache in his chest at how badly he wanted to be with you right now. Just a few more hours…

“Hi,” you say back and he could hear some rustling in the background. Leon begged you to just let him stay in the guest room for a day and text you to let you know when he needed to go grab food or whatever so you could leave the room, but you insisted on staying at a hotel with your friend, Kim.

He hadn’t seen you in over sixteen hours, and he was briefly reminded of how it was like to be with you while you were still living with your dad.

Leon was selfish now and could barely make it a day without needing to see you. He couldn’t believe he used to be able to go weeks without so much as a phone call from you.

“What’s up?” Your voice brought him back and out of his own head. “Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts.” You were joking, but he could still hear the small bit of nervousness in your voice.

He shook his head, despite you not being able to see him. “No, never,” he answered and heard you sigh in relief. “I just missed you. Needed to hear your voice.”

Leon could picture the pretty smile that most likely took over your face at his words. “I miss you, too, baby,” you nearly whisper. “In a couple of hours, I’ll officially be yours forever. Or for as long as you want me.”

“Forever sounds good to me,” came his instant reply. “I love you, pretty girl. I can’t wait to marry you.”

“I love you,” you say back. “Now, let me get back to making myself look presentable for you.”

Five and a half hours went by and it was considered a miracle that Leon had managed to make it that long, on top of the previous sixteen hours.

The sun was beating down on him, but he didn’t mind it one bit.

It was the middle of October, so the air wasn’t exactly hot, and it was shaping out to be the perfect day for a wedding. While you had been planning out your dream wedding since you were a little girl, Leon hadn’t put much thought into it.

A few months back when you were going over the beginning process of the planning, you had asked him what his ideal wedding would be like, and after pressing him with a few more questions, he simply said, “The only time I ever thought about getting married was when I was nine years old, and all I wanted was a Halloween themed wedding,”

While his words had been the truth, he had never expected you to take his idea and run with it.

Your dream wedding was relatively simple; a beach wedding with a small guest list and good catering.

Leon wasn’t sure how you could’ve possibly been able to combine the two, but you did.

An autumn themed wedding on the beach.

He was pretty much hooked after that.

Your friends and the venue workers had spent countless hours setting the whole thing up, and Leon knew you would fall in love with how it turned out.

He had given you full control over the flower choice, because come on, and you had chosen roses. Red, orange and yellow roses were scattered around the beach, and petals lined the aisle right up to the small platform he was currently standing on.

Leon didn’t know that orange and yellow roses were even a thing until now, but he was quickly becoming fond of the flower, simply because you had chosen it.

Dark red ribbons lined the backs of the chairs and wrapped around the pillars of the dining section, and black lanterns were placed on the middle of the tables. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, this was pretty much exactly how his nine year old self pictured his future wedding, minus the zombies and chocolate milk fountain.

You had somehow managed to take his idea, mash it with yours and create the perfect wedding.

The arch behind him was littered with the roses and pinecones, and a few feet behind that was the ocean. Even the waves were calm today, creating the perfect backdrop to your unitement.

From where he stood, Leon could see yours and his house, and he couldn’t wait to take you back there once you were married. Beside Leon stood Chris, and Harvey was next to him, as he waited for your arrival.

While Leon didn’t have very many friends from high school, and he’d like to think that was because he dropped out not even halfway through it, the few he managed to make and somewhat keep in contact with were sitting on the right side of the aisle. Claire and Jill were in the second row, the two barely being able to stay seated due to their excitement. The friend he had stayed with for a while after moving out of his parents house, Mitch, was there, too, as well as his mom, who looked nothing short of beautiful as she gazed up at him with unshed tears in her eyes.

It was so like her to cry before anything actually happened, and Leon found himself smiling at that fact.

The smile was instantly wiped from his lips when she suddenly stood up, licked her thumb as she stepped up onto the platform, and began wiping at his face. “Jesus, mom,” he groaned as he put his hands on her hips and gently pushed her away. He swiped the back of his hand over his now wet cheek with a grimace as Chris and Harvey snorted beside him. “Was that necessary?”

She grabbed a tissue from her clutch and ran it along his face before stepping back off the platform. “Sorry, Leon, but I won’t let my son get married with a sand covered face,” she smiled at him as she sat down again, the seat next to her empty.

While Leon still didn’t care for his dad, he let his mom know that he could come if he felt the need to, and she assured him that she would pass the message along. He wasn’t surprised to see that his father had passed on the opportunity to see his only kid get married, and he was also somewhat glad.

On the left side of the aisle were some of your childhood friends, as well as your highschool friends. Towards the back rows were a few older men and women, all being friends of your mother who had stayed in touch with you long after she passed.

Sometimes Leon believed you didn’t know just how many people had your back and cared for you, and this was just further proof. You had sent out the invitations, completely convinced that they wouldn’t show up, but here they were, more than happy to share this day with you when your mom couldn’t.

Towards the front of the row was your grandparents, both on your mom and dad’s side. As far as they knew, you and your dad had a fallout after your mom passed, and that was why he wasn’t here to walk you down the aisle.

In his place was your mothers dad, his features much like hers but aged, and Leon was glad you would have at least a piece of your mom here with you.

Nearly half an hour passed when Leon was informed that you were here and that the ceremony was about to begin. At that, Chris turned to face his friend, straightened out his tie, then slapped him on the back. “You ready for this?”

“Beyond ready,”

It was only a few seconds after that when Alyssa, a friend of yours, walked down the aisle with a bouquet of red and orange roses. She wore a peach colored dress and silver heels, her ability to walk on sand in them being more than impressive.

She stood off to the left of the officiant, followed by Kim, another friend from high school, and the one who had stayed at the hotel with you the night prior. Kim wore a knee high dress that matched Alyssa’s, but her bouquet held red and yellow roses.

Then there was you.

You, who looked effortlessly beautiful in your long sleeved dress that looked like a modernized version of the one he saw your mom wearing in the photos at your old house.

The sleeves were lace, as was the skirt part of the dress, while the chest part of it was a solid white. Your veil was lace, too, and looked so pretty from its place above your low bun. Curled side bangs frame your face, and Leon felt his heart get caught in his throat when your eyes finally met his.

While he originally felt weird about the formal tux he was not used to wearing, the sight of you wearing something just as, if not more, formal had his thoughts and doubts put to rest.

In the hand that wasn’t holding onto your grandfather was a bigger bouquet, filled with all three colored roses, and he could see the way your ring sparkled in the sun as you made your way down the aisle.

A permanent smile was on your lips as you held eye contact with him the whole way down, only breaking it when you turned your head so your grandfather could kiss your cheek.

Then he handed you off.

Kim took your bouquet as you held Leon’s hands in yours, blinking away oncoming tears as you waited for the okay to begin saying your vows. He glanced down and smiled at the sight of your necklace, the one he had given you seven months into the relationship.

Unable to stop himself, Leon tugs you forward and presses his lips to your forehead in a lingering kiss, one that left you grinning up at him when he pulled away. It was then time for him to say the words he had memorized months ago, “Y/n,” he began, and the rest of the world quickly washed away as his eyes met your tear filled ones. “I would say I don’t know where to begin, but something tells me I’m not allowed to lie at a time like this.”

You laughed, the sound making his face heat up and his ears ring at how sweet you were in all definitions of the word.

“I remember the exact moment I fell in love with you. Your hair was messy and you looked so caught off guard when this random guy showed up at your house. Even though I looked a lot worse than I do now, you still welcomed me with open arms, which is something you should never do, by the way,” his eyes strayed from yours for only a second to cast a wary glance at the guests, who all just laughed quietly. “We talked for hours and you had me thinking about things I hadn’t thought about in years by the end of the night. You had me thinking that love was real and that I might’ve just experienced it for the first time in my life. I can tell you now that I was yours from that night on.”

Your eyes filled with more tears, and Leon reached one hand up to caress the side of your face.

“I fell in love with you from the second I met you, and every minute I’ve spent with you since then has been a dream. Growing up, I didn’t think I could ever get out of my own head and put myself out there enough to be able to find someone and settle down. You proved me wrong with one look, and I am forever grateful for that. I’m grateful for you and everything you are,” his thumb wiped away a tear that fell from your eye as you gazed up at him as if he was your entire world. “You’re my person, my better half and the reason I’m able to stand in front of our friends and family today as a changed man.”

From behind him, Harvey quietly cleared his throat and if he could see his face, Leon was sure the brunet was holding back tears of his own.

“You changed every negative thing about me and turned them into positives. Every outlook I have on life has been altered because of you, and I find myself excited for every new day ahead of me as I know you’ll be right there to spend it with me. I love you more than I ever thought was possible, and I can’t thank you enough for the man I’ve become since I met you,” he took your hand in his again as he finished up, “I promise to spend every second of every day of our lives making you as happy as you make me. No time in the world will ever be long enough, but I will spend the rest of my life cherishing you and continuing to love everything you are. I promise that I will take care of you and protect you for as long as I live.”

Leon wanted to ensure you that as long as you were with him, he would do everything in his power to make sure you were safe. He was still nervous about the whole idea of you becoming his wife, because of his past, but he was also prepared to give up everything to keep you in his life, his own safety be damned.

When he is done, you take a shaky inhale as you fight off more tears. “Wow, Leon, I’m supposed to top that?” You ask under your breath. He just smirks at you and shrugs, his thumb running over your knuckles as you try to compose yourself. “Leon, I was a shell of a person when I met you. I tried so hard to be the person others expected me to be, and along the way I lost sight of who I really was. Who I am. Not only did you bring me back, but you helped me become the best version of myself. Because of you, I know who I am and what I’m meant to do. I’m convinced I was supposed to meet you, fall head over heels in love with you, and stand before you today, where it’s acceptable to brag about just how good I have it in front of everyone we know.”

Leon couldn’t hold back the grin that took over his face, and he tugged you even closer.

“And it’s true. You are, by far, the best person in my life, and you have been since the minute I met you. You are everything I could ever want in my life, and there aren’t enough words in the world that are strong enough to describe just how much you mean to me, and just how much I love you,” you pause for a second to quickly take a breath before you started full on sobbing in front of your friends and family. “My future looks bright when I know I’ll have you by my side every step of the way. Nothing else matters when I’m with you.”

You adjust your hands so your fingers are laced with his.

“I’ve never had this much fun, never been this excited about anything before I met you. You’re everything, Leon Kennedy. You’re my world, my soulmate and the one person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I love you today, tomorrow and forever, which looks amazing as long as it’s with you,” you needed to wrap it up before you weren’t able to hold back your tears any longer. “I vow to spend the rest of our lives being your number one supporter, your greatest fan, and the person you turn to when things get tough. I can only hope I am able to make things even a little bit easier for you, because loving you has been the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”

In a rare sight, Leon’s eyes were lined with tears as he locked his jaw to stop his lip from quivering. He tears his eyes away from yours and looks over at the officiant, who gestures for Chris to hand him the rings. Leon takes the band from him and slides it onto your finger, the sight of it matching your engagement ring making a warm feeling fill his body. “I love you,”

“I love you,” you say back as you slide the bigger band onto his finger.

The ceremony wrapped up with a few words shared by the officiant, and when Leon was told he was allowed to kiss his bride, he went all in. His hands found either side of your face as he leaned down to place a searing kiss to your lips. Your arms wrap around his middle as the sounds of cheers erupted around you.

Leon’s hands slid down your body and grip your waist as he deepened the kiss, taking you with him as he stood to his full height. He lifted you off the ground just slightly, making you wrap your arms around his shoulders with a small laugh against his mouth.

He pulled away and rested his forehead against yours for a few seconds before guiding you into two more quick kisses. When he set you back down on the ground, he took your hand in his as he led you back up the aisle.

After signing a few papers, Leon was leading you towards the dining tent. You had promised him you had gotten into contact with the best catering company possible, and had given them both yours and his lists of what you wanted.

Keeping true to your untraditional wedding, you skipped over dinner and went to cut the cake first. You always had a bit of a sweet tooth, so Leon wasn’t all that surprised to feel your hand tug on his as you led him over to the table.

His arms were wrapped around you as he helped you cut the biggest cake he had ever seen in his life, his body gently swaying against yours. The flavor was still a mystery to him, but just the outside of the cake had him eager to find out what was hidden inside it.

It was wrapped in white fondant and had little red, orange and yellow roses made out of icing placed delicately on each tier. As you cut into it, he caught sight of the peach colored cake. He hummed as he dipped his head down so his lips were brushing against the side of your neck, “Let me guess,” he trailed off, gently sucking your skin, but not hard enough to leave a mark. He would save that for when he took you home. “Peach?”

You shake your head with a grin. “That’s not a very fall flavor, is it?”

Oh, so you had really taken his one idea and ran with it.

He guided you towards one of the tables, pulling you down so you were sitting on his lap instead of the chair beside his. Harvey, Chris, Kim, Alyssa, Jill and Claire were sitting at the table as well, but Leon barely glanced in their direction as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you against his chest.

You snuggled against him as you held the plate in your hand, bringing the fork up to his mouth and grinning when he ate the cake without question. After you set the fork down, you raise your hand to wipe away some frosting from his lip with your thumb. “Any guesses?”

Leon shook his head, leaning forward to rest his chin on your shoulder. “No idea,” he answered, licking the frosting from your thumb. “But it tastes good.”

You grin again and open your mouth when he takes the fork and feeds you a bite of the cake. Humming, you press a kiss to his lips, “It’s apple and hazelnut,”

Leon kisses you again in response. “I love it,”

You set the plate down on the table and wrap your arms around his neck. “Just wait until you try the pumpkin cheesecake,” you whisper against his mouth, the quiet groan that left his lips making your body react with need. “And the ginger cupcakes. And the caramel squares.”

Another groan escapes his mouth as he pulls you even closer to him. “Are you trying to turn me on, pretty girl?”

You laugh quietly, tangling your hands in his hair and making it messy. “Is it working?”

He nods and kisses you again. “All of that sounds amazing, baby,” he says in between kisses. “But there’s something else I’m dying to taste, too.”

Your face heats up and you give him another chaste kiss before pulling away and sitting up. “Sorry,” you managed to say as you felt yourself beginning to feel flustered. “But that’s just going to have to wait until we get home, husband.”

Yet another groan leaves him as he runs his hands up and down your sides. “Say that again,”

Grinning, you eat another forkful of cake before murmuring, “Husband,” and holding up your left hand, wiggling your fingers as your rings reflected off the string lights.

Leon runs the tip of his nose along your jaw. “I have one more hour in me, at most,” he warns, only half serious. “Then I’m taking you home, wife.”

Stating again that this is based off the events that took place in the Too Close series ♡ | This is not a stand alone imagine.

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LUCIFER

Lucifer, King of Light, Commander of the Illuminati and the strongest of the Ba'al. Also a Delusional, Possessive, Protective and Manipulative yandere.

Okay, So as a starter lets say that you, A member of The True Cross and teaching assistant at the cram school have been captured by the Illuminati due to Lucifer's growing obsession with you. He's been watching you for months, Only now he has decided to finally take you.

You've been kept in a cell within the Dominus Liminus for months now, Siphoned away from everyone you knew back home and isolated from everyone here. The only people you talk to being a select few, As well as the man himself, Lucifer.

Lucifer loves you, He truly does. And that is such a strange feeling for a being like him, The strongest demon after his father. You're beautiful, Despite how wretched he finds normal humans to be, He also finds you to be an exception.

That's why he needs to keep you locked up. You're pure, Perfect. You're his. He can't let you get dirtied by the likes of other human beings, No, You need to stay by his side where he can keep you safe.

You're meant to be his, You were made for him. Why else would he feel this way for you? You're soulmates, No matter how cliche that sounds that is what he believes to the core.

And you? You're terrified of him, After all he is The King of Light. He's strong, Powerful. He's the decider between whether you live or you die, You're sure any other of your allies would've sobbed at their current situation. But you're not like them.

The difference between you and your other allies?

You love demons.

They're your passion, Your fire. They are the reason you get up in the morning. Everything about them is something you chase after every waking moment. From a coal tar to a seraphim. Oh, How you adore them.

So you're terrified of him, Of Lucifer. But you would be lying if you couldn't say you were drawn to him all the same. His blonde hair, His feline eyes, His slender yet fluffy tail. He exuded an aura you had never felt before. He was poison in the silver vine you craved.

Especially once he declared himself to be your husband, A jitter in your heart at the words. Thumping and grinning wildly once he turned his back. You felt horrid for your own feelings betraying the order, But hell, If you weren't absolutely overjoyed that your new subject of interest liked you just as much as you liked him.

So, Even though you were terrified you had no problem in obeying the rules he set for you. Every time he visited you, You would be too terrified to speak yet crave to say something to him. Every time he'd make you sleep in the same hospital bed as him, Your muscles would be too tense to let you relax.

Lucifer took this as you still being unused to your new surroundings, That you're still just a bit unsettled. Don't worry! He knows you love him (even if that knowledge comes from his delusion, its still true). You just need a bit more affection, So you can become adjusted to him as your husband.

And while this was somewhat true. You still wanted so desperately to just say something to him, Express your interest and genuine desire to know more about him. To love him? That you did, More potently than any other demon before. How fascinating he was, How angelic.

Which was why when one day when you were in your cell, You heard the door open. You got excited, Your heart starting to nervously/excitedly beat in hopes that it was Lucifer coming to visit you once more!

But.. It wasn't him?

Instead it was a woman of shorter stature, A shy yet somehow determined face. Decorated in Illuminati uniform so you figured she was just a new guard on the roster allowed to deliver your next meal.

But she grasps onto your hands, Hurriedly informs you that she's a spy from The True Cross here to get you out. Your eyes widen as you hear this, She doesn't give you any chance to respond as she begins to drag you along, Saying you don't have much time.

You're dragged along by the woman, Conflicted as you make your way through the halls. And she was right, There was barely anyone there..

Shit, You didn't think you'd be rescued this soon or at all! And you feel a bit bad that you didn't want to be rescued either, Why would you want to leave when there was such an interesting demon here that you'd want to study?

The woman stops however, As soon as you enter the next room over you're met with an entire legion there, Already surrounding you.

The woman gasps, Turning to run with you in hand but the exit is quickly blocked.

Lucifer emerges from the crowd in full regalia, Even though he had his mask on you could almost feel the confused yet heartbroken expression on his face as he asks you where you were going with that woman.

You again are hit with that same fear as he asks you again, But you are unable to speak. The woman speaks for you instead, Even though she is also terrified she tells him angrily that his views were wrong, That kidnapping and keeping some poor person was detestable.

Lucifer gets irked by this, Anyone trying to challenge his delusion instantly strikes a cord in him. The woman looks over to you, Eyes begging for you to back her up.

You're still terrified, But you can't stay silent no longer as you speak your mind and announce that this woman dragged you from your cell with the intention of kidnapping you. You spoke of how afraid you were for your life, Practically lying off your tongue.

Lucifer asks her if this is true, Which the woman has no words for as she stares at you in horror.

Her eyes barely have time to widen as the room suddenly flashes, A bright light enveloping the entire room.

The woman falls to the floor dead as Lucifer approaches you, Apologising for what you must have gone through with that woman, He practically steps over the body as some of the guard comes along to drag the scorched body away.

Your fear is still very much there as he cups your cheek with his gloved hand, But you breathe, Trying to calm yourself as you rest your own hand over his and ask him when your marriage was.

Lucifer afterwards would definetly take this as you finally adjusting into your life here, Finally accepting him as your husband (not like you had any objections before).

Giving into him and actually liking him back would make his delusional behaviour so much worse. Like if you thought him thinking you were literally made for him before was bad, You've got another thing coming.

You'll have much more freedom than before, Like you'll be able to walk around wherever you want when you want (only if Homare accompanies you, However). You'll be able to access all the entertainment and leisure available on The Dominus Liminus, Anything unavailable will swiftly be made accessible for you and you only.

Lucifer himself would definetly be more relaxed when it comes to his possessive tendencies, Mostly because he knows he has you. Not like he had any doubt before, But with your reinforcement of your adoration from him, He doesn't feel much worry over it anymore.

Expect a lot more gifts from this man. Clothes, Jewellery, Stuff he think you'd like. Whatever item you may mention in passing to him or Homare, Expect it to be delivered to you by tomorrow morning at the latest.

Lucifer also becomes much more public in his displays of affection. I imagine him to be giving some important speech while holding your hand the entire time. Kisses with him are rather chaste in public, However in private that's a different story..

You sleep in his bed now, No debate. He will not rest until you're laying beside him under the covers, Him holding you close with his tail squeezing your thigh like a ball and chain.

Lucifer loves it when you praise him, He's weak for it. Honestly you could give him a few words of love and he'd be ready to do almost anything for you.

All and all, I'd say its a pretty good deal!

LEWIN

Lewin Light! Arc Knight from the Vatican and a Possessive and Obsessive yandere!

Alright so lets say that you were kidnapped by him, Previously having a relationship that he insists on keeping up now that you're unable to leave his apartment. You're unable to leave cause of the demons he keeps stationed around, That and the fact that he had to sever your Achilles tendons to keep you from running.

You hated him at first, Loathed every time he came back with a rather cheesy "Honey, I'm home!" before sauntering over to the bed you laid in, Roughly grasping you by the cheeks and kissing you on the lips.

You hated him, You really did. You hated his lazy smile, His messy mop of black hair, His passion when he ranted off to you about demons but..

You still loved him, You actually did. Even though he had clipped your wings and kept you inside, Blocked off all sources of communication except from him and severed your tendons.. You still somehow viewed him as your boyfriend.

The one that would buy you fast-food for your late night dates, The one that would joke around with you when you felt bored. You wanted to hate him but you couldn't bring yourself to, He was your boyfriend, You really did love him even though he did all this to you.

It felt like your mind was at war with one and other. One part of you hated his guts and the other part would spill your own for him if needed. It was frustrating and incredibly confusing. You really didn't know what to do.

One day however when Lewin left to go to work as usual, Leaving you alone in the house was when something different happened.

Let's say that he had given you crutches of sorts so you can get around, So you don't need to stay bedridden all the time. Of course it won't help you much because if you try to escape it's going to be one hell of a pain to do so-

But anyways- Let's say you were up, Managing to manoeuvre around all the mess in his apartment to get to his kitchen. You were hungry. Tired of staying dormant on the bed just waiting for Lewin to get home.

But you're startled once you hear someone banging at the door- Not knocking- Banging. Whoever it was their fists were pounding against the wood, Calling out your name.

Your eyes widen. You recognise the voice as an old friend from the Vatican. Why could they be here? At Lewin's apartment? Calling out your name.

The sylphs that were stationed in his apartment to keep watch of you begin to get agitated, Especially once you drop what you're doing and begin to hobble to the door in your crutches. They chitter out some incomprehensible dialogue, Though you knew it was most certainly

You open the door, Lewin not bothering to lock it as he knows the sylphs are guard enough. And as soon as you do you're enveloped in the biggest hug of your life, Squeezing you tight and near knocking you off of your crutches.

They tell you how glad they are to find you alive, That they knew Lewin was up to something all along as they see your ankles desecrated and the crutches supporting your weight.

They tell you how they knew something was off when Lewin said you were injured on a mission, Especially when he said you wanted some time to recover, Alone.

I mean you didn't even text them. They always had a suspicion about Lewin even before this all happened, And to find you like this?

You're absolutely floored with their quick ramblings, Despite being overjoyed to see them once more you have no words to say.

Especially once they try to usher you out of here believing that you are being held captive (..Which you are, But that isn't the point)

You try to tell them that you're okay, That everything is fine but they don't listen. They think you're just trying to keep them safe as they try to tug you out of the apartment.

It is only then when you're halfway out the door does another arm sling around your shoulder.

"Sorry I'm back already, Babe! Left somethin' here.. Didn't know you had any visitors comin' over today, Darlin'?"

It was Lewin, Whose arm. It was obvious he didn't leave something here, Instead the sylphs had been rather quick to tell him about the intruder.

Your friend stops in their tracks, Looking wide eyed at Lewin, Half in fear- The other in anger.

Lewin lays his head on your shoulder in a sort of romantic gesture. The hand squeezing your shoulder tightens, As if it was a warning to stay quiet and go along with it.

Especially once you get a glimpse of his eyes under his hair. An angry, Irritated gleam that gave away the fakeness of his smile.

Your friend tells Lewin that they were just here to meet up with you, To catch up since you havent talked in a while.

Lewin smiles and friendly yet firmly states that you need to rest, Your injuries still haven't healed after all.

Your friend glances towards you, Begging you to say something or give some kind of sign to say that he's taken you captive.

Glancing between the two, You knew you had to make a choice.

You swallowed down your fear, Your mind made up.

You chose then and there that you still love him, That no matter what- He is still your partner. You love him, No matter how much you hate what he did to you.

You tell your friend that everything is fine, That you still need time to rest. You give them the most genuine look you can muster, Trying to convince them everything is fine.

Your friend still doesn't look satisfied, However Lewin pipes up.

He tells your friend that they should go now, They shouldn't be taking time off work hours to go visit friends. He pats them a little too harshly on the shoulder before shooing them off.

After that?

Lewin definetly trusts you more than he ever has, Especially since the sylphs told him that you meant it even before he showed up. He feels his heart squeeze at that.

As soon as your friend left, Lewin definetly made it a point to "show his appreciation." If you get what I mean.

Expect Lewin to be much more lenient. Maybe you can take walks out on your own with the sylphs, Maybe you can order food and maybe- Just maybe- You might get your phone back.

Maybe if you really prove your trustworthiness, He may let your friends visit. Only when he's there though, Of course.

Once your ankles heal then he'd let you return to the vatican as an exorcist. Though expect all your missions to be paired up with him and him alone. He can't let you get hurt now!

Everything goes back to normal, Before he severed your ankles. The only thing changed being that you're now well aware of his obsessive behaviour, Now accepting it with him, Perhaps even feeding into it.

Perhaps you're the kind that likes to make him jealous. If so, Lewin will play along though I warn you not to go to far- Lewin might just do the same.

Expect to wash the blood off him, Lewin seeing this as a romantic scenario. (The only time he will willingly bathe.)

All in all- Lewin loves you, Maybe a little too much- But still loves you all the same.

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