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No es ajeno a la evasión por los hospitales de parte del turco debido a su historial médico, y es precisamente eso por lo que llamada le ha tomado por sorpresa. Camino a la sala de espera del área indicada, su mente repasa eventos de último encuentro, dudas sobre si se trataba de eso o sólo era un pensamiento predeterminado que tiene cada que devrim no se siente bien, pero sobre todo, se repite que debió de preguntar más al respecto, debió darse cuenta antes. "Hey, espero no haber tardado demasiado," anuncia llegada, tomando asiento a su lado y dando su mejor esfuerzo para no mostrar preocupación. "Olvidé preguntar si alguno de tus hermanos vendrá después, pero alguien me cubrirá el resto del turno por si quieres o necesitas que me quede."

[racunboy645]

[sweetiecutie]

Hellow! For the writing event, maybe something smutty with Simon Riley?👀 This man has me in a chokehold ngl😩

Pairing: Simon Riley x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, mdni, smut, slightly mean Simon but not really, dirtytalk, unprotected sex, creampie, not proofread

A/n: Same, dear nonnie, same😔

- Look at these gorgeous tits, - Simon drawled as his big hands came to gently cup your full breasts; his rough calloused palms felt strange against your soft skin, but sensation was pleasurable nonetheless.

You smiled coyly at Simon’s praise, soft pink dusting your cheeks as you arched into his touch, putting your chest on fuller display for him.

- C’mon, can do better than this, can’t you? - Simon said, suddenly thrusting his hips upwards, signaling you to speed up. You were perched up on top of his meaty thighs, riding his dick for the past twenty minutes. Your thighs burnt with exertion, shiny beads of sweat running down your back and temples, tickling your sensitive skin in their wake.

You whined pitifully, lips jutting out in a small pout, frown setting onto your features as you whined softly:

- Can’t, ‘m tired, - you let out breathlessly, grinding your hips onto Simon’s instead of lifting them up in another thrust to prove your point.

You saw Simon rolling his eyes in mock irritation, his thick fingers dug into squishy flesh of your ass, tightening his grip on you. In one swift movement he pressed your body into his chest, strong hands holding your ass up in the air as his hips thrusted upwards, fucking his needy cock into your squelching heat. This made you squeak a loud moan, eyes rolling back as his thick cockhead nudged against that one spot deep inside of you.

- Worthless little thing. Can’t even fuck yourself properly without my help, heh?

You just mewled against his skin in reply, lips finding their way to the conjunction between his neck and muscular shoulder, sucking a little pretty mark there. Loud squeal tore through your lungs as you felt Simon’s sharp teeth digging into your soft shoulder, leaving a dark mark on you as well. Sudden pain from his bite made your inner walls clench, eliciting a throaty groan from Ghost, his cock twitched inside of your pussy, indicating his soon release.

Ghost wrapped his thick arms around your waist, firmly holding your trembling form against his huge torso. His hips started working diligently, fucking his swollen needy cock into your welcoming pussy, turning you into a brainless goo on top of him in a matter of few minutes. His pubic bone brushed against your throbbing clit with every new thrust, making you see stars. You just rested your head against his shoulder, allowing Simon do with you whatever it was he wanted.

The bottom of your tummy started tingling, electricity surging through your nerves - a telltale sign of your soon release. Your velvety walls tightened around Simon unintentionally, making him groan into your hair, hands gripping your sides tighter.

- Simon, ‘m bouta cum, don’t stop please pleaseplease, - you slurred half-coherently, your own hips moving in tandem with Ghost’s, making penetration impossibly deeper.

Suddenly, a tight knot within you snapped. A feeling of pure euphoria tumbled through every cell in your body, making you shake and tremble in Simon’s tight hold. You couldn’t speak, you couldn’t think - only feel pure pleasure rolling through your body, warmth filling you as Ghost spilled out inside of your poor cunny, loud groan along with string of profanities left his thin lips.

Your whole body went slack as you laid there, on top of Simon’s heaving chest, one cheek squished against his shoulder. His grip on you loosened, rough hands roaming up and down your sides, stopping every time to give a squeeze to your ass.

- You good? - he asked, his voice low and raspy, causing new wave of arousal wash over your body.

You hummed in reply, closing your eyes for a few seconds, enjoying Ghost’s tender touch. About a minute passed in this manner, senses coming back to you slowly, along with the feeling of unsatisfied need. You clenched around Simon’s softening cock that was still buried deep within you, wide smile stretching your lips as you heard him hiss above you, huge hands stopping in their track, gripping your hips softly.

- Babe, you’re asking for that, - he grumbled out, attempting to make it look like a threat.

- So what if I do? - you asked, looking up at your lover with innocent doe eyes, lips pouting cutely.

In a matter of second you were thrown into your back, Ghost looming over you intimidatingly. He leaned towards you slowly, eyes locking onto yours intensely as he stopped a few centimeters from your face.

- Then take it.

[greenflamedwriter]

Vampire Au | JiuYuan

Okay so, both Shen Jiu and Wu Yanzi come across an abandoned hut on the side of a river, the river is also violent and not shallow so it's the perfect dumping spot for bodies. So when both Demonic cultivator and disciple come across a man sleeping in the shade it was obvious Wu Yanzi planned on mugging him then using the body for demonic cultivation-

So after Shen Jiu waits outside as look out, acting bored. It was normal for the screams to begin that was usual.

"Shen Jiu! Help this Master!"

The fact that it was his Master screaming in pain? not usual?

Shen Jiu ran forward to the doorway in time to see the sleeping man, with a demonic face bite into Wu Yanzi savagaly, blood gushing from his neck then the demon? Threw his master on the floor and spat-

"Not only do you have the nerve to attack this one- you don't even have the decency to be a filling meal!"

A-a Jiangshi!

Wu Yanzi was dead on the floor and the Jiangshi gazed at him, raising his clawed hands gestured.

"you. Come here."

Shen Jiu wanted to run but suddenly his feet was moving forward, the man sliced open his finger then raised it. "Swallow."

Shen Jiu face twitched in disgust, as the finger pushed and rubbed against his tongue then withdraw as he swallowed. "Now you are my servant, dispose of this trash and guard me while I sleep during the day."

Shen Jiu scowled but did as he was told, not before pilfering Wu Yanzi's items before dumping the body in the river. It seemed he had some freedom within his orders.

And it appeared he traded one master for another.

When the sunlight set, the man immedietly groaned as he arched his back. "That was the worst fucking nap of my entire unlife- oh you're still here."

"Obviously." Shen Jiu sneered, and the man rolled his eyes. "Great- well this should work out for me. The night is short, and this humble master never wants to be out in te sunlight."

Telling Shen Jiu his weakness? Either he was stupid, unlikely or he was testing Shen Jiu with this knowledge. Wu Yanzi wasn't so different.

When they journeyed to a local village, luckily close to the rampaging rivers, the Jiangshi gave Shen Jiu money. "Go find a nice inn for us, and buy something for yourself after."

Shen Jiu scowled, as the man vanished and Shen Jiu walked away, he couldn't run even when he tried to...although stopping outside a brothel and was able to enter and purchase some rooms.

...Guess he did have some freedom with how the command is worded.

He was able to go to a blacksmiths and buy some blades. Small knifes were the most affordable- and easy to hide and steal.

It was better to pay for something and seen as a customer, then leave suspiciously. But when he found his new master, and took him to their 'inn' he scowled at the relief. "Ah good- I was worried since I forgot to mention I needed something to eat." Shen Jiu scowled, to think he put these women in danger-!

As soon as they entered, Shen Jiu with a dark scowl, and the man beaming and looking way to comfortable-

pov switch:

Not realising that it was all bravado, when he was alone he had no shame but now he had a kid and got he was only fourteen for christ sake! Shen Yuan transmigrating as a freakin Jiangshi in PIDW had to be a cosmic joke! "Hellow young masters!" The host spoke jovially, "May we interest you in some refreshments, one lady or two?" He glanced at Shen Jiu and Shen Yuan cleared his throat.

"Hmm, just one would do, and if you could..."

He placed the coins on the table, "A room with food and drink and a young man would suit me just fine." Shen Yuan smiled bashfully. And he was met with different reactions. The host nodded, probably not surprised. But Shen Jiu looked at him like he was an alien.

And yeah- then there was the feeding- okay he didn't need to sleep with them, but he had this whole routine thing and having someone watch, a kid at that- if he could blush he would but he's not ashamed! It's not wrong it's just food!

When the man came in, Shen Yuan would usually be more blunt, but felt that he had to be nice about it. "I uh, I prefer doing it myself, you just get comfortable," Shen Yuan took the mans waist leading him to the bed "And relax."

All it took was a few kisses and nibbles, and the man was defiently playing it up, moaning like his life depended on it. Shen Yuan hovered over him, if the man noticed a certain...lack of reaction he'll tense up and be suspicious-

Shen Yuan bit down, and now that was a real moan, even the mans hips thrusted up, sometimes that happened. Shen Yuan fed as much as he could then stopped, just enough to make them tired enough to believe this was just a client being too rough.

Shen Yuan licked the wound clean watching it heal, then pulled back gazing at the mans eyes who relaxed, pupils wide and droopy under his thrall.

"Now, you'll leave this room disapointed but unsurprised that this was the worst client you have ever had the misfortune of laying with. So bad you want to erase the whole ebarrising thing from your memory."

The man left and Shen Yuan slumped back into the bed, just enough for another day he could lay low here for a while and when he notices how tired the patrons are he'll hop skip and jump to the next town no problem-

Shen Jiu shifted and Shen Yuan turned forgetting he was there. "Why not lie? Why make him believe it was a lousy lay?"

"Why not? More incentive to never think of this Master and become suspicious." Shen Yuan shrugged. Now he was stuck with Shen Jiu, he could send the boy out to find him a nice little hovel to sleep in then dismiss him. Then again he seemed decent with cultivation- but if he lets him go what chances are he would come back to kill him?

...hmmm.

"Boy, tell me. What am I?"

Shen Jiu's eyes narrowed, maybe from being called boy. "A Jiangshi." Shen Yuan blinked surprised, huh. "I'm not stupid and my names is Shen Jiu." He bit, oh okay. "How do you kill a Ghost Head Spider?" "Strike the temple before it releases its baby like cries to alert others."

hmmm, so Shen Yuan began to quiz Shen Jiu, the other still stiff and answering every one like his life depended on it. Shen Yuan sighed, moving over to the table and brightening to see food- he forgot about that.

"Shen Jiu come dig in!" He spoke, sitting down and pilling his own food onto a plate, Shen Jiu moved over cautiously.

"I thought you didn't need food?"

Shen Yuan smiled, "Ah but it's a form of nutrients, if a Jiangshi has a restrictive diet then they need other things to keep it going. I only fed a little so this is to make up the rest. Most Jiangshi don't need food if they drain a person kinda like Inedia to a cultivator- ah you don't have to eat if you don't want to."

Shen Jiu was physically trembling with the chopsticks showing he was fighting back.

Shen Yuan sighed, "Sorry it's been a while since I've last had a companion."

"Companion?" Shen Jiu snapped, "More like a slave! There is no point acting like the domesticated monster if I have to find you victims to feed on to stay alive. So don't pretend."

Shen Yuan blinked, then continued eating. Of course, that was probably what the other man did.

"Hmm, this one was rudely inturupted in his sleep being attacked and had defended himself, being half starved I wasn't in the right mind, it doesn't excuse it. My ire was towards that master of yours and he payed that with his life. You on the other hand I have no such animosity towards. But disrupting my sleep as well as tainting my home so I had to relocate? That was a debt that had to be payed." He pointed his chipsticks his way "You payed that. And now, we're near a cultivation sect Zhao hao temple, you're a bit too...excitable to being a monk but if needs must-"

"No it has to be Cang Qiong."

Shen Yuan blinked, food stuffed in his mouth, "Hmm?"

Shen Jiu wasn't looking at him.

"It has to be Cang Qiong,"

...really? Shen Yuan sighed dropping his food and scrubbing his hand across his face, "Need I ask why?" He whined, if a Jiangshi went to Cang Qiong he was beyond undead!

"No don't answer- ugh fine. I'll escort you then you can hop skip and jump the rest of the way. Alright?"

Shen Jiu scowled "Why can't you let me go now?"

Shen Yuan leaned back tilting his head to the side, "If you leave now, chances are a mass of cultivators will break down these doors and kill me. On the road in the middle of the night only trapped to go in one direction or have someone kill me? I want to live thanks. And you're a bright kid can defiently go the rest of the way by yourself and not find yourself in trouble."

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And Shen Yuan whenever he thought, this was it. This was the village he'll abandon Shen Jiu in and leave him to it. And yet each night they rested up at a Brothel instead, as they kept getting closer Shen Yuan WAS going to leave he really was! But he needed to teach Shen Jiu so much stuff! Sure he learned how to write and read from Qui Jianlou, but academically especially for Cang Qiong- Shen Jiu was going to be behind with the lack of clan, or or fortune to back him up he would face bullying. But if he kept his head down, but still presented as a scholar and kept his head down? So Shen Yuan quized him, he even taught him how to spar in the way he knew how!

"Look, I'll be honest Shen Jiu, I can't teach you forms or how to wield a sword properly. BUT as a Jiangshi and a supernatural enemy I can help you hone your speed and strength! So from now on you will be doing a lot of heavy lifting." Shen Jiu scowled.

"You just want me to fill up your bath water and give the Jiejies a rest."

"Correct and it helps you gain strength, also your diet needs to change too. With the excessive workout you'll burn through so that way the ecsessive weight will become muscle."

Shen Jiu scowled "Fine."

And of course it showed results. Shen Jiu had to do push ups, pull ups, Shen Yuan even made him do handstand push ups. "Good work, you're doing well. Now do it with one hand." "You-"

He heard him fall over and sighed "You'll have to repeat that set."

Shen Jiu was gaining muscle and looks, especially from the Jiejies the next neighborhood they went to.

And on the road with no one around, Shen Yuan would attack Shen Jiu, little things like tripping him up, drawing on his face. If Shen Jiu failed then he would have to do more sets. Shen Jiu instincts was getting faster, and was even able to fight him for a solid 30's seconds. But of course, when Shen Jiu realised this he became cocky and slipped up.

"You're problem is you think too much. And that throws you off." Shen Jiu scowled down at the bonfire then nodded. "Yes, Master."

"Agh enough of that Master stuff it makes me feel creepy. Just Shen Yuan is fine."

Shen Jiu looked up at that, "Shen Yuan?"

"Not the same as yours. Shen for Wall." He corrected, then smiled as he leaned back. "But going through town we could say we're siblings. A-jiu my adorable little brother!" "No."

"aha- you're no fun."

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Shen Jiu was on edge, assuming Shen Yuan would take him down the dark path in the middle of nowhere and just kill him. And yet Shen Yuan would glance at the forest with a firmed lip and keep walking. When they went to the brothel once that was one thing. The fact that he kept doing it, Shen Jiu never mentioned it, assuming if he called it out he would be punished. And yet, the closer they got to Cang Qiong. The fact that Shen Yuan fed him more and even made him do excersizes-

Shen Jiu assumed he wanted Shen Jiu tired on purprose so he couldn't run or escape. But when he saw he was getting stronger and gaining muscle he was honestly surprised. And when Shen Yuan quized him on plants, with each one they found on the road and telling him in depth about it's properties it didn't make sense to waste his time telling Shen Jiu this only to kill him off later on. He thought maybe Shen Yuan lied about taking him to Cang Qiong, but when he helped him hone his senses and have faster instincts...it just didn't make sense. "Hmm, Shen Jiu maybe we should go on a mission!" Shen Yuan spoke, after passing him a rented sword.

Shen Jiu almost missed what he said next too busy staring at the weapon in his hands! He could kill Shen Yuan right now-

"With a mission under your belt, that'll give you experience! Remember you're too old for the entrance exam SO you have to be good I mean really good that they couldn't dare pass you up to being plucked by another sect!"

And when Shen Yuan watched Shen Jiu on his mission, just observing and not helping at all, even observed as Shen Jiu took down the monster plauging the town.

Once he landed and looked at his Master for approval- then looked away why was he looking for his approval! Shen Yuan hummed nodding. "Very good, you were fast and efficient," He stepped closer and humed. "Now, is there anything on this beast worth salvaging?"

Shen Jiu froze, he was never taught that.

"Apologies Master, this one doesn't know how..."

Shen Yuan laughed, "Ah I forgot, well this is a learning experience! come here." And he taught him everything he needed to know.

When Shen Jiu was finally left alone and trusted to pay for their lodging, he asked the patron. "How far is Cang Qiong Mountain?" The man paused, "Hmm just a few towns North and you'll be there, this humble one see's you have a sword is your master a cultivator?" Shen Jiu eyes flickered "Not one from a popular sect, my Master is a rogue Cultivator." If this man thought they could triple the price he had another thing coming. "Ah,"

"Also he would prefer," Shen Jiu stared at him cooley, he wasn't embarresed "Male courtesans."

"Ah of course-"

"Preferably someone older than myself, he's not a fan of young ones." The man nodded again. Shen Jiu remembered that incident, Shen Yuan was in a pleasent mood but when he saw the thirteen year old it was like something snapped. He used his thrall to tell the prositute that he was way too young for this type of work and then brought in the owner and thralled them as well. Telling them that any worker under eighteen should work as cleaners or in the kitchens and be payed twice as much!

Shen Jiu stared as the owner nodded.

"M-Master why would you do that? That could ruin this mans buisness." Shen Yuans eyes were bloodshot as he glared after the man wobbling away. "Then it should rot for all I care."

Shen Jiu never understood it, wasn't it normal for both genders as long as someone was willing to pay. But Shen Yuan seemed deeply unnerved by that.

"Also what the fuck is a pint sized childs blood going to do for me? Men have more women and children less so!"

"...Why would women have less blood?"

Shen Yuan shrugged, "I don't know, periods maybe?"

Shen Jiu didn't ask what a period was, Shen Yuan was still pissed and more annoyed when no one came to their room! "You thralled him but didn't ask-" "Agh! Shen Jiu can you just, I'll break his neck if I talk to him again!"

And Shen Yuans eyes was red, his teeth extended and even his voice was a deep growl. Shen Jiu ran out like his ass was on fire, Shen Yuan faltered hand extended then covered his face with his hand.

He didn't mean to scare Shen Jiu...

Not realising that Shen Jiu collapsed against the wall, feeling weird. He wasn't a stranger to attraction he knew what it was...in theory. Thanks to the Jiejies being so nice and talking to him assuming his Master and He had that type of relationship especially when he requested those types at the Brothel.

They spoke ...in detail...and Shen Jiu only to be polite nodded, but now it all came back to him in detail-

He wonderd if maybe Shen Yuan wanted him that way...especially since he was getting older, would Shen Yuan on the road...ask that of Shen Jiu? Push him down in the woods in the dark? Both fumbling around in the damp dew grass-

Shen Jiu shook his head, forget that! He had to find Shen Yuan someone to feed on- His traitorius mind flashed with the image of Shen Yuan feeding on him. And the fact that he found a young man similair to his face well...

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When Shen Jiu stood before Cang Qiong Mountain right at the foot of the staircase, with two disciples stationed at the gates, thats when Shen Yuan leaned down.

"Okay, so I attack you-"

"What!?"

"Shush, I attack you, call you a worthless servant and you say you're not going to give me innocents to feed on anymore-"

Wait what!? "And then you 'break' out my thrall, and when those two finally help, thats when I'll run away all "agh curses, Cang Qiong disciples ahh!" and you'll be taken in as a legendary strong cultivator who fought against a vampires thrall and won!"

There was stars in Shen Yuans eyes, he looked excited to 'act' and put on a show, but Shen Jiu couldn't- this was Cang Qiong there was a chance that they would hunt down Shen Yuan and kill him!

"N-no master this Shen Jiu doesn't think this is a-"

"Xiao Jiu!"

Both flinched and turned to see a party of returning Disciples probably coming from a mission and Shen Jiu's eyes widened to see-

"Qi-ge?" His voice broke, and Shen Yuan stood their awkwardly as the young disciple almost ran forward eyes shining in wonder.

"You're alive!" He sounded so joyful, and almost took a step forward but his Shizun stopped him, eyes narrowed in Shen Yuans direction. "Yue Qingyuan who is this?"

Yue Qingyuan straightened. "This is a childhood friend of mine, Shen Jiu." "Hmm," Shen Yuan shivered seeing those intense eyes looking at him. Before he could open his mouth, Shen Jiu spoke before Shen Yuan decided to reveal what he was just to shove Shen Jiu into their arms. "This is my Master, Shen Yuan. He has been educating this Shen Jiu about cultivation." The Sect Leader hummed.

"Really?"

"Shen Jiu is truly the prodigy, but this lowly one has nothing else to teach him. Both of us were wondering if there was any vacancies."

The Sect Leaders eyebrow twitched, "You think we just take any random child of the street?"

Shen Yuan glanced at the disciples then back to the sect leader confused. "Yes, you have an entrance exam open to anyone of the public." "Yes, we don't accept all of them."

"You accept the students who pay. Or you pilfer off prodigies." Shen Jiu's hands twitched, he was NOT a prodigy what was Shen Yuan saying! "With the right guidance, Shen Jiu can be the the pride of Cang Qiong." The Sect Leader sighed, until Yue Qingyuan spoke, "Please Shizun! Shen Jiu is good enough to be a cultivator!" "Yes but he's too old even for some instruction-"

"Then see what he can do, place him in a peak and if he fails then kick him off the mountain. What are you really losing?"

The man openly glared at Shen Yuan and of course his Master had to needle him more. "Just see what he can do, then you can decide if he's worthy of Cang Qiong or not."

"You're not going to stop are you?" "No." "Very well."

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Shen Jiu was surprised, when the Sect Leader nodded and a random disciple came forward drawing his sword, Shen Jiu followed suit. Fighting here? at the base of the mountain!?

He was going to get his ass kicked and it was all Shen Yuans fault, he glared at him and Shen Yuan had to the nerve to look offended in a "Who me?" gesture.

But when the signal fell and the disciple lunged, cocky smile on his face. Shen Jiu was surprised it ended so quickly. Thanks to endurance training and the his speed from Shen Yuan, he was able to dodge and move just as fast to disarm the disciple. "..."

Even Shen Jiu looked surprised, and was irritated by Shen Yuans proud grin.

"Your form is off, without the speed and agilty anyone could easily pulverise you into the ground." The sect leader spoke, not missing Shen Yuans scowl. "However, this has been inlightning. Very well. We'll see which Peak Lord will accept your prodigay, and you will be billed from the inconviniance." Shen Yuan sighed, "This Master had a feeling you would say that."

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When Shen Yuan finally found a brothel ah he was so used to an assitant! Maybe he might thrall another young man and teach them everything he knew. Seeing Shen Jiu soak up all that knowledge made him prideful.

But when he returned after sending off the money, and then retired to his room paused outside the door knowing someone was inside already. Before he could run he took a step back into someones arms. "Don't run."

The man reached forward opening the door and pushing him inside his room, he gaped to see the Sect Leader standing inside, he turned scowling up at the man who pushed him in not recognising the uniform.

"Be nice shidi, this one has fangs."

The man huffed then stood at the door arms crossed, meanwhile the Sect Leader was covering the window. He was trapped. "Okay this one can't be in trouble with back-payments already-"

"It's nothing like that...Shen Yuan was it?" He nodded, glancing at the table with the teapot then back to the sect leader. "This one had heard some strange stories about a master and his disciple. Going to brothels." Shen Yuan pursed his lips, "Is this a...strange roundabout way of asking for a threesome? I'm flattered but neither of you are my type." "Why you-" The man at the door almost drew his sword and Shen Yuans face split into a smile- "Enough Shidi, you're too old to be goaded so easily. No tales of men having no memory after having one night with the Master. That the two travel at night," Shen Yuan couldn't sweat. But god was it a close thing. "And this Sect Leader detected it right away." Shen Yuan tilted his head, "What?" "What you are-" Shen Yuan didn't let him finish, grabbing the teapot and throwing it towards the Sect Leader even with his speed- these were two experienced Cultivating Masters! The an used his sword to parry the teapot, and Shen Yuan in the distraction dove past him out the window-

Then choked when something grabbed his robe, like holding the scruff of fur around a cats neck- he undid his sash and dropped, the Cultivator cursed as he watched Shen Yuan sprint across the tiled roof.

Shit, shit shit shit shit- well what a good unlife he had a shame it was so freakin short- The man guarding the door landed in front of him and Shen Yuan yelped swearing like a sailor and skidding to the left dropping down into the alley way but was slammed into the wall by the sect leader.

"Now now little Jiangshi, if this Master wanted you dead, you would be dead by now."

Shen Yuan fidgeted in his grasp, trying to get out then sighing. "What do you want?"

"A conversation with tea, but you decided to make it difficult-"

"What want me to nicely sit here and say 'please Master Cultivator kill me quickly' I'm a monster you're a cultivator of course I won't sit there nicely and take it!" Shen Yuan snapped his teeth lengthing. "Who said anything about killing you?"

huh?

Suddenly a tailsman was planted onto his back and Shen Yuan yelped falling like a ton of bricks face first into the ground.

"See, Shidi? look how weak he is." The Sect Leader sounded delighted, and Shen Yuan scrambled trying to get up it's like a fat buddha was sitting on him he couldn't move.

"Just because it hasn't fed in a while doesn't mean it's not dangerous-"

"Pick him up, we'll talk at Cang Qiong." Shen Yuan blinked when he was hefted up, this guy was stupidly strong!

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Kidnapping aside, Shen Yuan didn't expect to being the resident pet of Qing Jing Peak. After seeing Shen Jiu's new Master and being forcefully put to work Shen Yuan did fear for his life. But with all the food he can eat, and the blood given to him by the doctors he was basically living a cushy life AND he can read all the tomes of the Qing Jing Peak library!

Ah things were looking up!

"Ah that's bad..." "How so?" "Just...bad, weird after taste." The doctors hummed when Shen Yuan tasted blood he was able to tell who was healthy or not. The cultivators weren't stupid they never gave him information like a guinie pig just gave him samples and wrote down his answers. He didn't think anything of it.

After learning the man who got him was the Peak Lord of Bai Zhan he avoided him like the plauge, Shen Yuan was polite to everyone even reluctently the Sect Leader after figuring out what the man wanted.

He was so impressed with Shen Jiu he wanted Shen Yuan to duplicate what he was teaching to their students! Shen Jiu besides his form in fighting was astounding in everything else. So now Shen Yuan was a reluctant hallmaster.

Of course when Shen Yuan was given someone to feed on he had to admit it was strange for Cang Qiong to allow such a thing- then immedietly spat out the blood once it hit his tongue.

"Oh my god ew! What was that!"

Cheng Liang scowled, the Bai Zhan brute. "Blood, you need it to survive draining innocents is a line we won't cross-"

"Draining? I've never feed more than I needed to! and I can't live on this...doing bad things taints the blood." "Well it's this or nothing." "Then I'll take nothing." -------------------------------------------------------

Of course the sect leader sent in Yue Qingyuan, and Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow. "What is this?" "Feed, you're looking worse for wear. Yue Qingyuan offered."

He doubted it. "Whats wrong with your blood?" "Finally admitting your motive to killing the Sect Leader of Cang Qiong?" "I never wanted to be here!" Shen Yuan sighed, then looked Yue Qingyuan in the eyes. "This won't hurt." He fed and sighed, it's been...a long time since he's had a good meal. Even so, no need to take more than he needed, as he pulled back licking the wound clean for it to heal he flinched at the hand suddenly cupping his head.

"That wasn't enough."

Shen Yuan eyes narrowed, "Yes it was, now let go-"

"He can take it." Shen Yuan shoved both away almost falling over, "No he can't. This one is fine so-"

"You're weak, embarrsingly so, how can this mountain expect you to survive like this?" Shen Yuan looked at him in befudlement "I've been survivng pretty well so far."

asshole, he didn't say.

"You are wasting your potential, a Jiangshi can never be a cultivator, but can still get stronger-"

"Shouldn't you want the opposite? Isn't it better having a tamed Jiangshi?" Now the Sect Leader smirked, showing his real face that made Shen Yuan almost duck down but kept still instead. "On the contrary, this Master finds no purpose in keeping things that are weak."

[eldritch-spouse]

HI AGAIN. Ever since I found your blog and also sent a totally normal ramble abt cannibalism I've been just. Gently tossing your guys back and forth in my head. You're a wonderful writer and I'm always excited to see you on my dash!!

Gonna throw my hat in as asking an actual question- How would your guys fare if their obsession had a particularly weird or morbid interest? I get the vibes that some of them would most certainly encourage it but I also feel like Vinnel would hit me with a hammer if I panic infodumped about ebola-

[Hellow, glad to see you again! Also, I know you probably just forgot, but "your guys" encompasses way too many characters to talk about at once, so I'll assume you were going for TCE staff.]

Morell especially likes hearing about your cannibalism infodumps. They're actually useful to him, since he's going to be living with you, and he needs to know what he can and can't feed you, as well as a possible child between you. It's actually interesting stuff, he'd like it if you talked about it to his family too, you're a smart piggy. Any other topics are usually met with less enthusiasm (unless kitchen/food related), and he'll ask you to quit it if you start talking too much about mushrooms. Overall, it's nice background noise to work to.

Patches is all about infodumping. In fact, you're subjected to it often too, even if he doesn't always stop to explain basic concepts you'd need to understand his rambling. He'll give you a recorder he has, so he can keep the sound of that boundless enthusiasm in your voice forever. He's much more participative than the others, asking various questions and tossing random scenarios at you that'll prompt you to learn even more. There's a potential he'll get distracted and stop working to just research this with you the whole day.

Gallon loves a weirdo -No offense- Feel free to dump all that morbidity on him, he soaks it up like a sponge (so does Martin, be careful). Although he prefers to let you speak unhindered, only egging you on when it seems you're getting passionately angry about things, there's a chance Gallon may begin his own little tidbit sharing regarding a variety of poisons and toxins. He's selective with what he lets slip, but figures it could interest you.

Santi likes listening to you. Doesn't matter what it's about. There's only one thing he doesn't want you to morbidly talk to him about, anything featuring kids. Other than that, you think a rant about the intricacies of cannibalism's effects will kill his mood? Hah, nice try. He usually doesn't have anything smart to say, but may actually pitch in with some first hand details if you mention something sexual and morbid.

Let's face it, this is going in one of Grimbly's eardrums and out the other. Unless, you can talk like you're in a true crime podcast, then he's all ears. Grimbly typically responds to these interests by bragging to others about how his Mommy's "so smart" and "cultured" and he learns so much with you! You should start a YouTube channel!

Nebul likes to hear what you think is morbid. He'll let you ramble when you've been good enough to earn his attention, or if it allows you to keep obeying him. He has his own morbidities to share with you, as a wraith who has seen the darkest parts of many a mind. Surely, you of all people would be fascinated to know how the brain reacts to very invasive types of trauma only some monsters can inflict...

Vinnel will use this to his advantage during shows. You're placed in dangerous games where the whole goal is for you to explain said morbid concepts to the audience while Vinnel or Jingles try to destabilize you so you'll fall into painful contraptions or get cut/bruised/undressed. Sometimes Vinnel pays attention to your infodumps, other times he openly doesn't, it's a coin toss.

Belo sincerely discourages you from seeking such dark information in your brain. A lesser's mind is like a canvas, and it shouldn't be furnished with such desolate knowledge... If your morbid interests somehow can shine a glimmer of positivity or utility, the angel will be a little more inclined to letting you keep pursuing these topics. Otherwise, Belo actively attempts to distract you.

Sybastian doesn't understand about 80% of what you're about to tell him, but he has all the time in the world to sit and listen to his favorite person spit words. He's not verbally communicative during these episodes, but he may clap depending on how impressive the information is, and he remembers things you say enough to sometimes present you with paraphernalia vaguely related to the topics of your morbid interests.

Fank-e is a good bet because he can add onto your information in real time, or correct small detail you may get them wrong. He's generally happy to give you links to more information sources and try to match your level of knowledge, uncaring of how dark the subject theme may be.

If there's one thing you can infodump to Krulu about, it would be diseases. Plagues and ailments of several types are his specialty, the chances of him imparting bits of knowledge you absolutely should not possess on this matter are high. Another thing you may infodump to him about is corvids. It gets him in very favorable moods, surprisingly.

[merbear25]

Hellow, Hope you're doing well ^^ <3 May i ask for our dearest Mad scientist for the Halloween event ? The Great and infamous Caesar Clown ; ( 4 ) in an abandonned hospital ; with Truth or dare 💋; with a female x reader ? You can go SFW or NSFW as you want, feel free to write it as you want ~ I love your wittings and works ! i can't wait to see what you'll cook this time ! As usual you're gonna surprise me/us ! Good luck and happy scary Month !!! Art by @NANAYAkokonotsu on twitter

This...this is what happens when you give me full rein with my muse. The terrifically creepy picture helped though. I hope you like it. 🧡💜

The creepy crawlies that scurried past offered more than a panic induced shriek. They also contained fluids that held so much potential for whomever knew what to do with them, and this place was crawling with unrecognized promise. You were plucked from your duties and placed under the watchful eye of the one you took orders from, each request being stranger than the last.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, breast play, tit job, dark themes: fear play, dub con, mentions of insects, experiments, and death

Go on. I dare you. (Caesar)

“Mind your step.” The call trailing over your shoulder was more out of annoyance than concern for your safety.

You looked down to see a long centipede scurrying in front of your feet. Swallowing the urge to yelp, you quickly threw it in a spare jar. You heard a chuckle from behind you, making the dead air go cold.

“And here I thought you’d be able to handle helping me. You haven’t lost your use now, have you?” The question bit into you more than any canines ever could.

“No!” You spat out. “Of course not. Just… caught me off guard is all.” Your eyes glanced to the side to meet his two yellow orbs burning into you with the intensity of the sun.

But then, as if a switch was flipped, his demeanor shifted into one more playful. No matter how friendly the smile he wore was, there was no mistaking the sinister aura exuding from him. “No?” His purple lips stretched into a smile. 

Your eyes darted away from his, not wanting him to see the nerves pinching at your face.

“Hmm, somehow I don’t believe you. How should we fix that?” He drummed his fingers on his chin, feigning to be deep in thought. With the decrepit walls sealing you in, the possibilities flourishing in his dastardly mind were endless. “Oh, I’ve got an idea.” His tone was deep and dragged out of him.

The hair stood up on the back of your neck as the tension hung in the air. “Truth or dare?”

Even with every fiber of your being telling you to choose the safe option, he was obviously testing you. You were being baited to prove yourself to him and rid him of these rising conflictions of why he was keeping you around.

“Dare.” When that single word left your mouth, the soft tapping of the millions of insects within your proximity fled.

“Let out that centipede you caught earlier.” His voice was soft, pulling you into a false sense of security. When your face scrunched from the unnerving rattling within the jar, the final part flowed past his lips. “And let it crawl on you.”

Your hand shook slightly and your breath quickened. You couldn’t refuse, not when you already felt as if you were on thin ice. Hesitantly, you unscrewed the container and held in your scream as the pointy legs scaled up your arm and under the back of your hair. Down your back it went, while you stood paralyzed with fear.

The legs dancing along your skin were too much. Their pinching ends against your sensitive flesh caused you to shake violently in a desperate attempt to get it off. With your heart still racing, you managed to jar it once again. Your huffs and puffs from the adrenaline rush were barely given a chance to soften as he laughed at your misfortune.

“Not too bad, not at all.”

“It’s my turn, right?” Your breaths were still shaky.

“Hmm? Oh, right. Go on then.”

“Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” His answer felt insulting after what he’d just made you do.

The frown you had was involuntary, and yet he couldn’t help but chuckle again. He continued down the hall, albeit slowly, you absentmindedly followed him. “What do you have planned for these insects?”

His eyes sparkled with excitement at your curiosity. “Well, only those gifted enough to see their potential can truly understand my plans but to put it simply, I’m going to use their extracts to create a poison with the most horrific side effects.”

Before you had a chance to even want him to elaborate, he shoved the question “truth or dare” at you. His gaze had you in a stranglehold, placing dread that you had an unspoken expectancy to choose the more dangerous option.

He drifted further down the hall to the rusty door at the end. The bitter cold of the basement nipped at your very core. Without realizing it, he’d lured you further into the depths of this hospital that was long since forgotten.

Sighing, he straightened his posture, which gave you a reminder of how feeble you looked in comparison. “You know, there were many hospitals in this area that were forced to build morgues due to the increase of disease. So many perished.” A hint of romanticism laced his words. “And, well, keeping them in the basement just added to the necessary cooling effects.”

His eyes held onto you as he pushed the door open. The black void in front of you could only really be identified by the smell—death. The fluorescent lights flickered as they strained to turn on. One in the far corner cracked from the old wires. Grayish tiles covered the walls and floors—once white but now stained with mildew.

He leaned down by your ear, his breath hot. “That one.” His long arm stretched out from over your shoulder, lazily pointing at the only remaining cooler to be closed. “Get in it.”

You trembled as he placed his other hand on your shoulder. “I-I can’t,” you whispered.

“What’s that? Can’t?” His lips brushed against your ear as he delivered a tinge of threat. “Oh, dear, that won’t do.”

“No, please!” You broke away from his grip. Your legs trembled and your lip quivered as you fought back tears. This brave mask of yours was showing deep cracks. His laugh chased after you as you fumbled with the latch. “I can do it.” Taking a deep breath, you sat yourself down on the metal.

Caesar grinned down at you, partly in pride and partly in amusement. “I won’t leave you in for long, my dear.” With that, he promptly shoved you in the darkness that reeked of decaying flesh.

Each moment felt as if it was being stretched out as some cruel unwarranted punishment. Your breaths were labored as panic tasted your exposed nerves. You couldn’t scream for him to let you out though because that would undoubtedly lead you down the same path as the other unfortunate souls to have disappointed him. So, you closed your eyes, hoping that you could fool your anxious mind into thinking it was someplace else.

Loud thuds rattled the chamber, coaxing a startled shriek from you. “Are you ready?” Your muffled “Yes” was granted with the dull lights of the room. Visibly shaken up, he gave you some ounce of comfort. “Well done! I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me.”

“Why… Why did you do that?” You could barely look at him but managed to catch a glimpse of his puzzled expression.

“I can’t give you a straight-forward answer.” His response was genuine—unable to pinpoint the appeal to all of this. At least, not at that very moment.

“Last one, alright?” The promise was wrapped in thorns, but it was all you had to grasp at. Your answer “Truth” brought on some annoyance. “Really. After that you choose ‘truth’?”

“I…Okay, dare.” Not wanting to risk leaving this place in anything other than one piece, you complied. 

“Good,” he purred. “Take these off.” His large hand caressed your shoulder for a moment before plucking at your shirt and bra strap. The threatening presence he had was still shifting to one trying to offer affection and gentleness, both of which you were in desperate need of.

You did as you were told, further earning yourself drops of praise. His fingers traced patterns on your bare back, gently claiming you as his. When you removed your bra, his other hand cupped your soft flesh with unexpected tenderness. A soft gasp escaped you as he massaged your delicate breasts. He hummed with satisfaction. Your sounds only made him yearn for more.

He plucked at your hardened nipples, while watching you closely. Each subtle change in your face put him into a deeper trance. “I doubt this place has ever heard such lovely noises, my dear.” Each word dripped with desire.

A whimper left your soft lips as both of his hands roamed your exposed figure. Each motion they made over you radiated fervor. “Lie back,” his command was tender, so as to not scare away those darling sounds you were making. You could hear him unzipping his pants and fumbling with himself. Your expression changed, leading him to soothe your woes. “Shhh, don’t worry. I won’t be very rough.” He trailed weak kisses along your forehead before straddling you.

With him placing his length between your breasts, you instinctively nuzzled it with your soft body. A deep sigh of pleasure left him as he gripped the sides of the table. At first his thrusts were more to allow himself the enjoyment of taking you for himself: you being pinned under him, panting softly, a look upon your face that read you were eager to please him. But then that look and those sounds tore away his restraints. His eyes rolled back and fluttered shut as he picked up his pace.

The squeaking of the metal mixed with his grunts and your shortened breaths. A room riddled with the scent of death and visited by those who feasted on it was given new life as the two of you satisfied your lust. It may have been buried deep below the surface, but the unearthing brought you to a fever pitch. Cries of release echoed throughout the premises, daring to wake the dead. Such a high carried both of you through the rest of your exploration, giving whispers of your sinful passion that had recently struck you.

[mrs-g0th1ka]

◇Characteristics of random big 3 combos◇

《 ☆Hellow my pumpkins!!! I seriously can't wait for Halloween. I haven't made an astrology post in a while, and I miss you guys. Today, I will be listing random big 3 combos and describing said combos. I'm really excited to do this. Enough of my yapping, let's get into it ☆ 》

(What I say may or may not apply, take what resonates leave what doesn't)

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Sagittarius sun, Aries moon, Cancer rising

° You are a very generous person, may be the "mother" or "father" of the friend group you have due to a cancer rising. You could be very loud or very quiet there's no in between. With a Aries moon you are passionate, loving, energetic!! With a sagittarius sun you may also like late night adventures that stimulate you( bars, clubs, karaoke) you may also be into acting or theater. These people may struggle with 'older sibling syndrome' may have a parent who is immature or too dependent on them. Relationships may feel restricting due to their capricron 7th house of partnerships.

Virgo sun, Gemini moon, Gemini rising

°Hello smart ass!!( I say that with love btw) You are very detailed oriented, you have the ability to read a room and people very well. A big mercurial 3 is very interesting. Not only do you study all day you can also party all night. You also have a way with words, may be into slam poetry, fashion, comics, video games and lyric writing. These people make great rappers and clothing designers. These people may sadly struggle with communicating their emotions due to a air moon and rising, they will try to find ways to ground themselves such as talents listed above. These people write their emotions out better than feeling them internally. These people will be attracted to adventurous sensual people due to their Sagittarius in their 7th house.

Aquarius sun, Pisces moon, Leo rising

° Talk about alluring and addictive. These placements alone can attract a lot of obsessive people. Aquarius sun, you are unique, dark yet sensual, light yet dark. That attracts curious people. Pisces moon, you have a way of loving others that feels unforgettable. You have a way of caring for people who you have a soft spot for, making others feel special or needed in some way. This attracts leaches, people who leach onto you and drain you emotionally, set boundaries. Leo rising shows someone kind-hearted and fun, a very light personality. A loyal person, most definitely. This will attract obsessive people, people will want to see more of your light, and they can become obsessed with how good you make them feel. These people will be attracted to unique, eccentric, rebellious people due to their aquarius 7th housem

Pisces sun, Scorpio moon, Gemini rising

° An emotional manifester at best!! These people are ruled by mercury, they can have the ability to speak their manifestations out loud, scorpio moon they feel very deeply and intensely, may feel as if others are afraid to love them or as if they scare people away with their intense ability to love unconditionally. These people could love jazz music, digital art styles, dark art, dark poetry. Relationships could be rocky for this big 3 because alone time is important, you'll battle being alone vs being surrounded by people. The battle between isolation and inclusion. Scorpio moon vs the gemini rising.

Libra sun, Capricorn moon, aquarius rising

° This big three reminds me of love witches or warlocks, someone whose love should NOT be taken for granted, someone's whose emotions should be cared for deeply. These people struggle with emotional expression due to their capricorn moons. Once they learn to navigate their emotions, they can express them in a positive way. Sister sign to cancer moon helps with emotional expression. Saturn ruled moons, and saturn risings can give a great deal of karma to people who cross them but must be careful because karma can come to them quickly ass well. These people may like isolation while doing beauty treatments, listening to podcast, the colors purple, blue, orange, and black. This person will attract people who are opposite of them, optimistic, energetic, outgoing, and someone who can shead light in their darkness. (Leo 7th house of partnerships)

Pisces sun, cancer moon, Libra rising

° Hello, hopeless romantics. If you have this big 3 line up, not only are you intelligent, but you are very alluring. You are caring and nurturing. You are also very sensual. You are connected to your body and your sexuality. You may be protective over the friends and family you hold close to you. Someone with this big three could be interested in spirituality(healing magic), baking or cooking, fashion, glam, photography, nature, and drawing nature. You could express your emotions through the way you dress. You may attract very sensual, driven, protective, and passionate partner (Aries 7th house of partnerships)

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♡♡♡Thank you so so much for taking the time to read my zodiac yap session!!! I love making these post for people who enjoy them. Comment your big 3, and I will describe your personality. until next time my loves, byyeeee♡♡♡

[wildcatfourteen]

I am Malak, a medical student from North Gaza. Our home has been destroyed, and we have been displaced more than 20 times seeking safety, but danger is everywhere💔. During this journey filled with suffering, I lost my brother Moataz, who was martyred while trying to fetch water for us😢.

I want to escape this hell to save my family and continue my medical studies. I have created a donation campaign, and any contribution, whether by donating or sharing the story, means a lot to me. Your support could be the light in this dark tunnel🍉🙏.

Hellow Malak! I just reblogged your post a moment ago, I'm so sorry about what happened to your younger brother and hope you can get the funds necessary to ensure your family's safety.

This campaign was vetted by 90-ghost and is pretty far away from it's goal, please consider helping if you are able to!

[graphicpolicy]

Preview: Hello Darkness #4

Hello Darkness #4 preview. It's a feast for the senses in the next issue of this groundbreaking horror anthology #comics #comicbooks

[gangplanksorenji]

Good _arts (When everything feels lost but I am—)

Pairing: LE SSERAFIM Chaewon x Male Reader

Word Count: 3353

A/N 1: Hellow Orenjideul! This will be my year-end fic and Happy new year to y'all! Thank you for following the journey I had been into and I hope you'll like this piece of mine! Stay safe y'all!

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“I just wanna love myself

난 좋을 때도 나쁠 때도

Love my weakness

화려했던 기대와는 

달리왠지 볼품없다 해도

Find the good parts, the good parts—”

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Breathe in; breathe out. 

Just take a deep breath and you’ll be fine—just don’t overthink about it and you’ll be fine.

It doesn’t work—nothing seems to be working in the first place. 

One more try. Calm yourself and relax your mind—feel the euphoric essence and not fall to the dark abyss lurking down.

“Hah…” you let out a deep sigh and smiled right after, knowing that you did what you could—your utmost performance. Gaslighting yourself that you did everything flawlessly isn’t gonna work and it never will.

“Ohh… I shouldn’t have gone over the limit, how stupid of me!” Another blame onto yourself for an unfortunate mishap leads you into losing your confidence. You frowned in frustration as the post-realization of your embarrassment is inevitable—you wanted to forget what happened but simply can’t.

Letting it slide off your mind wouldn’t help if you keep on thinking on how to forget it, and it shows. You puff your cheeks and let out a long breath, wanting yourself to ease the pain you’ve been feeling.

*phone vibrates*

You don’t want to answer it first as you—wait, what if it’s someone? Well, you don’t want to even put up a fight of your own demons on just a simple decision of answering a phone call, right? So, without a doubt, you picked it up without even looking at who it was and you were surprised by the voice on the phone.

“Hello Oppa!”

Your eyes widen; cheeks forming a shade of red as your lips involuntarily form a smile. You just can’t help but feel the ultimate delight whenever you hear her saccharine voice—even her scuffed voice on the phone can’t deny how sweet her voice is.

Chaewon. Kim Chae-won. The sweetest girl you’ve ever met; the cutest girl on the whole planet; the person that you can always lean on and trust—she just has everything a man wants and you’re lucky you’ve met her. Nothing in this world is perfect, but she’s the literal living embodiment of “perfection” and no one could change your mind with that—she’s your everything.

“Yah, Hello Chaewon-ah. Why did you call me?”

“Ahh, I called you to ask you how things went…”

“Huh, what do you mean by that?” you played dumb and oblivious on the phone, hoping that Chaewon would change the topic but her curiosity is inevitable—you don’t want to talk about the performance earlier as you wanted to forget what just happened.

“Hmp, don’t play dumb Oppa. I’m talking about your performance today! Did it went goo—”

“No.”

A cold, unnerving tone breaks Chaewon's sentence and the radiant energy that she emanates. Even though the both of you are just in a phone call, she can feel how spine-chilling your tone is. You don’t want to scare Chaewon in any way, it’s just the fact that you don’t want to talk about what happened earlier but she doesn’t seem moved by your sudden change of demeanor.

“Oh… I’m sorry for asking that, Oppa.”

“Uh-ahh, it’s a-alright, Chaewon. It’s just…”

“It’s just?”

You paused, pouting your lips, uneasy on what you’re going to say but you will, for you trust Chaewon with all your heart and you know how she’ll understand you.

“It's just—can I just come over at your place?”

“Ohh… Sure, Oppa. It's just that we're in a cafe with Kazuha and Yunjin, so maybe I'll come home later than expected.”

You frantically nod as you smile, knowing that you'll meet her again.

“Ohh, alright… Uhm, can I just come and fetch you on your way home? So you don't need to bother calling yourself a taxi. Just say where the cafe is and I'll go there—”

“Oh, it's alright Oppa. I'll just call a cab on my way home so you don't need to bother—”

“Please, Chaewon-ah?” your tone is reassuring and sincere, letting Chaewon know how much you trust her and how you wanted to mind fetching her in the first place.

Chaewon was having second thoughts at first as she thinks that you’ll be bothered enough but her heart says the opposite—she wants to meet you and is unhesitant of thinking about denying it.

“If you insist, Oppa… Sure thing.”

“Thank you, Chaewon-ah. Just call me if I’ll fetch you, I’m in my car right now, okay?”

“Okay Oppa, bye.”

“Bye Chaewon.”

You ended the call right after and let out a deep sigh. The sigh wasn’t anything near of stress but rather, a sigh of reassurance knowing that your day is getting a little brighter after talking to Chaewon on the phone.

Ah, she’s really a gift from above and you’ll forever cherish—

*phone rings*

Your eyelids slowly open; your eyes adjusting from the bright light your car screen (the touchscreen device or basically a screen that can be called as an ‘infotainment system’) is emanating. Suddenly, you come back to your senses and the phone rings echoes around the vehicle.

You slept without even knowing that you actually did. It’s must be the pent-up stress earlier but the phone is still ringing, maybe you should answer it—

“Hello? Chaewon?”

“Oppa! I already texted you on where the cafe is. Meet me there, right near the benches, okay?”

“Okay, Chaewon. I just slept all of a s-sudden. *yawns* I’m sorry.”

“Oppa, it’s alright. You’re not sorry; I understand how tough your day must be.”

“Thank you Chaewon-ah—” you smiled through the phone, enamored by how thoughtful and understanding she is—you’re always grateful for meeting a girl like her.

“—for understanding me. Uhm, I’ll come to the cafe as soon as possible, okay? Bye, see ya’.”

“Bye Oppa, see you too!”

You hung up the phone call as you rushed-not-so-rushed out of the parking position you’re in, ready to fetch Chaewon on the cafe she texted. You’re grateful that the cafe wasn’t really far from where you are right now—not even exceeding two kilometers according to the navigation system you’ve searched on.

“Bingo. It's not that far away, gladly.”

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Slowly dancing your head alongside the beat of the song from the radio, you feel a hint of delight and satisfaction—it may not seem to do something but it’ll do. Not so long after numerous songs, you finally arrived at the cafe she texted and thanked yourself for not getting lost on your way here, even though you almost did.

*horns blaring*

As soon as she saw the familiar color and plate number of your car, she waved goodbye to her friends, Kazuha and Yunjin as they exchanged smiles between the delightful blabbering they had earlier. A black-haired girl with her faint white highlights waddled her way onto your car and as soon as you saw it, you hopped out of the car and opened the door for her. 

“Aww, you’re so sweet, Oppa. Thank you…”

“It’s no big deal, Chaewon-ah.”

You also insisted on waving goodbye to her friends as they responded immediately. With your not-so-awkward meeting with Chaewon, you laughed it out as she smiled endearingly to you. You made eye contact with her as you awkwardly looked away right after, feeling something’s uncanny and off at this moment. Not so long after, the both of you hopped into the vehicle.

“Yah, why are you looking at me like that?”

“Uhm, I’m just worried about you earlier, what seems to be the bad thing that happened?”

Her eyes switched demeanor as it fixated towards you as her eyebrows scrunch in curiosity, expecting an answer uttering from your lips.

“O-o-ohh, t-that? Uhm, it’s just noth—”

“Stop with this Oppa, I’m here to help. So please—” her gaze locked onto yours again, her eyes reassuring and endearing for you to tell the truth. She further reassures you by caressing your right thigh as her thumb fidgets around the cloth.

“—tell me the truth.”

You're skeptical, your lips sighed in defeat as you looked right into her eyes, her captivating eyes—stare on those soulful, hazel-brown eyes—and finally, said what you've been keeping.

“I didn't deliver my best performance and I was ashamed of myself for being such the weakest link…”

Chaewon's eyes were in the mix of concern and distraught, unsure of what could happen next. She caressed your left cheek, cupping it gently right after as she reassured you.

“Oppa, you were never the weakest link. We may all have flaws but it doesn't mean it's always negative. We also have our own strengths too—”

“Yeah, but—I messed up pretty badly.”

“How bad?”

You clicked your tongue and faced away from her and to the window, being embarrassed as you gained enough strength again to open up to her.

“Really bad… I just—there’s just a lot to tell you.” 

Chaewon's eyebrows furrowed in dismay, frowning right after as she felt sympathy for your maybe-your-worst mistakes. 

“It's alright, Oppa. We'll continue this later, okay?'”

“Alright…”

Before stepping on the gas pedal, you thought of one thing and asked Chaewon something.

“Aren’t Kazuha and Yunjin going to come home? I mean, I can escort them on their way home—”

“Oh, them? They said that they’ll still stay and I decided to go and meet you earlier than expected because of you Oppa.”

You're in shock, eyes wide open from her statement. Did she really did that for you? Well, that’s really sweet. You had never thought that Chaewon would be this serious just to meet you—maybe your wretched state earlier is enough for her concerned heart to act up.

“Oh wow Chaewon… Thank you, I owe you so much—”

“Come on Oppa, it’s alright; the feeling is mutual too. I owe you a lot too…”

Her smile exudes sweetness and vibrance, making it brighter than any star on the cluster of systems known to mankind. That smile of hers. It is one of the reasons why I love her with all my heart. 

After a small, affectionate talk with her, you then stepped on the gas pedal and drove your way onto Chaewon’s place.

*car vrooms*

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“Yah, Oppa! That was so awkward!”

“I know right? Like we just stared at each other and thank God, he talked first.”

“Oh wow. *giggles* Oh, we're at our place now.”

Chaewon hurriedly readied herself as you parked the car and turned off the engine. You unlocked the doors and both of you got out of the car and initiated to carry Chaewon’s bag in order to ease the burden that she’s carrying even though she doesn’t have any—you’re repaying her kind heart with your gentlemanly actions.

Chaewon unlocks the door of her house and you were surprised with the new ambiance—organized shelves alongside the new T.V. setup and new pillowcases and carpets, and the strawberry scent by the diffuser serves as the cherry on top.

“Wow, a lot has changed here since my last visit.”

“Yeah, I tend to organize stuff in my free time and I thank Kkura-unnie for helping me out in organizing things.”

“Wow, that’s great to hear.”

Chaewon then rushed to the refrigerator to get some water and glasses on the shelves. You wander down around the living room and smile seeing the pictures of her friends, family, herself and the both of you lying around the cabinet.

“You want some water, Oppa?”

“Oh, I’m pretty good right now—”

“Food? We got some leftover ‘kimchi jjigae’ (kimchi stew) and some ‘jjajangmyeon’ (black bean noodles) here. Don’t you want some?”

“Nah, I’m good Chaewon. Thanks anyways.”

“Uhm, now talk to me, Oppa.”

Oh yeah. You suddenly forgot the reason why you’re at her place and you wouldn’t dare to lie in front of your teeth with such a plethora of excuses. 

“Oh, that…” your face suddenly vexed, remembering the grasps of such an embarrassing act in front of the audience. You just thank god no one laughed hysterically on your mistakes or unless you could’ve lost your confidence there and there.

“I don’t know what to really feel. I feel like all my practice has gone into dust after that mistake. I just hate myself after that.” you sighed deeply, feeling the regret and dismay of what happened earlier.

“I don’t even know if the mentors and my professors were amused by my performance, I forgot a couple of my lines and I’m glad I made some impromptu to slide it off but it just doesn’t seem right.”

You brought your right hand onto your forehead, closing your eyes as disappointment dominated your emotions. 

“It was your last, graded performance, right, Oppa?”

“Yeah, and I fucked up bad.”

“Hey, hey, don’t say that Oppa—” Chaewon then went and sat right beside you as she held your hand, making you reassured by her touch. “—you didn’t mess up anything and you said you said some impromptu to cover it up, right?”

“Yes, but here’s the worst thing: I went blank multiple times and stuttered too. I just feel fucked at that moment—shit…” 

“Oppa…” Chaewon’s face is now closer against yours, staring endearingly with those puppy eyes. “Have you ever considered looking at the brighter side?”

“How come there’s a brighter side, Chaewon? I messed up and thank god no one noticed yet only the smallest details.”

“There can be, Oppa.”

You always know how optimistic Chaewon is—how she often cheers you up and makes your day brighter. You always know how she can make you laugh even in your all-so-serious mood, she just knows how she can make you in awe and let down your defenses for her—she’s your kryptonite. 

You half-expected her to tell things like this before you fetched her and you’re right. You feel skeptical with her persuasions but you can’t help but think of the brighter side of this. 

“Hah… Alright, Chaewon, enlighten me then.”

“Have you ever thought that the impromptu you made could be actually better than the script?”

“B-But I wrote the script, and I don’t think it’s better—”

“Oppa, even the simplest of actions can impact something so vastly. Maybe, just maybe, your professors or mentors can even applaud or complement your performance despite something lacking, yet I’m pretty sure that there’s nothing bad.”

You paused for a moment, contemplating Chaewon's reassuring and optimistic words. Maybe she can be right. 

“Tch, I don’t know Chaewon but—”

Chaewon anticipates. Her idyllic yet worrying expression—her furrowed eyebrows matched with her saccharine smile—painted all over her face expects something following your conjunction.

“But?”

You hugged her. Without any second to waste, you didn’t hesitate to kiss her cheeks and thanked her for her thoughtfulness and the time to listen to you.

You owe her so much and you feel like, you didn’t deserve her—

No. Stop with these intrusive thoughts and look to the brighter side—like how Chaewon would say to you. 

The hug lasted for only a couple of seconds and you could tell how Chaewon was flustered at that moment—her cheeks tinted a rosy pink as well as her ears getting red at the moment. 

“Chaewon, thank you so much for these.”

Your genuine tone makes Chaewon in awe, her eyes pleading as her smile exudes vibrance and you can't help but fall into the contagiousness of it—smiling too as soon as she smiles.

“It's just a small thing, Oppa. I'm always there for you, don't you forget it.”

She then hugged you tightly and you didn't hesitate to accept her affection—accepting it with open arms. She deepened the embrace with her face resting on your chest as she murmured, “Thank you too, Oppa. I’m so thankful to meet you. So so thankful…”

Your eyes involuntarily teared-up, touched by her short yet sweet message as you didn't hesitate to let out your true feelings too.

“I could never ask for anything more in this world because of you Chaewon. Thank you for everything.”

The embrace was full of affection as you pushed her gently against you—the both of you meeting eyes to each other—breaking the embrace in exchange for a kiss. A kiss to remember.

The next thing Chaewon saw is just your lips latched onto hers as you taste the faint of the vanilla lip balm. You kissed her a little bit more before detaching, your animalistic urge wanting more but you resisted.

“I love you, Chaewon.”

These simple words are enough to make someone's heart flutter. These simple words are worth remembering for a lifetime. These simple words that can make thousands and thousands of memories worth cherishing.

“I love you too, Oppa.”

The both of you locked eyes and exchanged smiles, feeling reinvigorated than before.

“Just to hope they would be pleased, at least.”

“I believe that they will, Oppa. Also—” Chaewon got off on the couch as she hurriedly got something on the shelves. 

Wires with the colors of blue and black is all you can see as she set-ups the conglomeration of wires near the T.V. and with that, you insisted to help yet within a blink of an eye, she already finished wiring anything up.

“—do you wanna play some games, Oppa?” she asked you with a controller in her hand.

You would be lying if you don't want to. How can you resist playing with a puffball like her? With that being said you nodded and got the wireless controller from her hand as you started grasping the controls of it.

“Try and be relaxed, Oppa. We'll play some chill exploration games if you want to so you won't be stressed.”

Another nod, agreeing on her actions. 

“Ahh, the things you do to me, Chaewon…”

And now with a simple click, the game starts as the adventure begins…

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Seconds become minutes. Minutes become hours and so on. Time really went fast as you didn't see the dark aura of the sky outside—signaling that it's already nighttime and the both of you didn’t notice because of how busy you were on the game.

“Wow, *yawns* —we really did a lot of this game, Oppa. I’ll just harvest the rest of the crops and maybe explore more on the other side.”

“Yeah, sure, Chaewon, I’ll go and do some fishing then.”

You focused on going near the pond as you suddenly felt a weight on your left shoulder. You looked to your left, Chaewon silently snoring; her eyes shut; sleeping soundly. 

You tucked her white-highlighted hair behind her ear, taking a look at her beautiful and pristine features: her cute, boopable nose; her faint eyes, innocent from her sleeping and her soft, plump lips.

You took a sight of her impeccable features and kissed her cheek. You smiled right after as you exited the game from both controllers and turned off the T.V. right after.

Such epitome of perfection she is. You're in awe seeing how beautiful she really is. Even with the simplest outfit and faint make-up, she stands out, exceeding any criteria of beauty—she's the real epitome of it.

You lay her down on the couch and took the nearby blanket on the coffee table, wrapping it around her as she didn't seem to be bothered by your actions—still sleeping peacefully.

“Good night, Chae.”

Give her a quick peck on the forehead, you smile as you sit beside her, caressing her hair and cheeks.

“Thank you for everything, Chaewon. Thank you for guiding me on the times I feel lost. Thank you and no words can explain how much I love you.”

The vast night sky has countless stars that seemed endless, but you could only see one, and that's Chaewon.

You leaned next to her, trying to sleep as you, not so long after, you gave in to your drowsiness.

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Text Message from “yurii the hamster”:

“Oppa! I have some good news for you! Our professors commended our performance earlier! They also said you performed well and your acting is great! Thank you again for all of these, Oppa, everything isn't possible without your help and everyone of us. Thank youuu! ;)”

Well, this will be great news for you when you woke up.

[pingurusama]

He's bathing in a tub of Sbiten (•؎ •)

Hellow! Dra thinks to kill two birds in one stone by taking a bath in a tub of sbiten! I do apologize in advance if i get the Sbiten's color wrong, i google it back and forth it says dark purple yet the images shown varian of yellow so i stick to dark purple so it doesn't look like a piss lmao. and yes! This is the recreation of stock image man on a tub with a rubber duck placed by his head^-^ wow i keep drawing him as meme i want to draw him more serious!

Either way, hopes everyone likes it( •◡-)-♡

[hanasnx]

Okay okay I was the anon who suggested the prompt about y/n being jealous and I absolutely adore what you did with it!! So I’ve been think about ✨angry/makeup✨ sex with Anakin, yeah? Because I think it would be so intense and delicious. Like imagine you being pissed off about him not being careful when out in the field or maybe he’d think you weren’t being careful enough when out and about during these clone wars time or whatever. I just imagine all this pent up frustration and longing and love for one another. Like imagine his groan when you’d tuck on his hair, urging him closer and his metal hands gripping your jaw, his eyebrows knitted and eyes dark looking at you, taking you in. The insults might be genuine at first - frustration and fear of each la safety…. but slowly they’d be come more playful, egging each other on, both loving the intensity, desperation and roughness 😁 and the tender kiss you’d share afterwards, two bodies out of breath, tangled together anywayss

hellow welcome back always a pleasure to see u anon <3

i love angry sex and makeup sex so much omfg i loved reading what you wrote 💕

☥ like on one hand youve got the hate and roughness in angry sex. fighting each other, throwing each other around.

the “what did you just say?”

and the “you heard me!”

yanking on each others hair and fucking faces. sitting on his face and pinning him there so he glares up at you, pulling you flush against him as if to suffocate himself, intent on edging you til your head spins.

getting you to shut up by shoving his cock down your throat, in control of your movements with his strong hand at the back of your head. so deep the tip of your nose brushes his abdomen.

practically wrestling trying to top the other person. at one point he’s able to slip his cock into you and nail you to whatever surface closest. hand gripping the nape of your neck to keep you fixed in place as he fucks you as hard. and you talk shit like “is that really the best you can do?” because you want it to hurt.

☥ and then youve got the smugness of makeup sex. the “i’m angry at you but i still want to fuck you but i don’t want you to have the satisfaction of knowing that.”

☥ youre laying in bed on your holo tablet, trying to drown out the sound of rushing blood past your ears because youre still so ! worked up over what anakin dared say to you. you should whip him for that kind of disrespect.

he comes over to your side of the bed, and you look up at him.

“what do you want?”

he’s in his lounge attire. shirtless, thin black pants. the sight of his bare chest burning into your mind despite your flaring anger.

“you still mad at me?”

“yes.” you go back to your holo pad.

his hand envelopes yours, taking it from you, and you eye him again as he places it for you. palming his hardening length in his pants with it. instinctually, you start massaging, feeling up his balls and shaft as a familiar inkling of arousal bubbles up in between your legs.

“yeah?” he asks, feigned sympathy, a wolfish grin tugging at his lips knowing you’re not mad enough to jerk your hand away.

that worsens your mood, “obviously. asshole.” to convince him, and yourself, you hastily add that insult. your legs fall open, and his fingers find their home there, petting your wettening center and clit as he holds your sultry gaze.

“i want you, baby, and i’m gonna have you. even if my baby’s mad at me.”

it’s a relief to hear, so you don’t have to admit to him how much you want him back.

☥ scratching marks into his back, him biting on your shoulder as he enters you, talking shit like “must be a little whore to let me fuck you after how i talked to you earlier. you like being called a cunt, huh?”

your fist bangs against his shoulder blade and he laughs. sucks on your earlobe before re-angling his hips to make you cry out from the way he fills you.

☥ and it eventually becomes a form of his worship. kissing all over you, stopping mid dick-fuck so he can eat you out and finger you at the same time. hold your gaze while he does it so you know hes sorry, that he wants to please you. sucking on your clit as his metal fingers enter you and curl just the way you like. make you a cum too many times, making false promises, “one more for me, angel, one more, c’mon, you can do it… atta girl, oh yeah, baby, just how i like it.” and uses your own cum as lubrication as he lifts your hips to meet his thrusts, chasing his own high using your body.

sucking on your lips and tongue. biting red marks into your neck. this session would be entirely on making it up to you for his behavior earlier. he’d get payback for your temper tantrum later.

[a-court-of-moonlight-and-ire]

Hellow, i just reblogged that post about the cauldron loving elain and I have been seized with a need to figure out what the hell is going on with that so I shall read one (1) chapter if acomaf to bring me closer to my goal. For the record, I did know about the cauldron loving elain and hating nesta because idk, nesta was angry and annoying when she was dunked into it but elain was just so sweet and demure about it probably, i did not think it was. romantic love. but this is a sjm book so I was foolish to assume there would be a male character whos not insanely horny. Actually, is the cauldron even male? He is in the german version but thats just bc the word cauldron is masculine grammatically. Quick someone draw like, a tumblr sexyman humanized version of the cauldron. actually no, tumblrsexymen are traditionally twinks and sjm hates those. Quick someone draw like, a super buff shirtless man with golden hair, or whatever the color of the cauldron is

anyway, PREVIOUSLY ON: THE FLAMES AND DARKNESS LIVEBLOG we had the Court on Nightmares Under The Mountain Reenactment Scene as I like to call it and can we talk about how Feyre has known Rhys for like a year and only liked him for like half a year and yet she was perfectly fine sitting in his lap nacked and letting herself be sexualized by him. Like, I dont even have any kind of sexual trauma, you would still need to build up sooooo many years of friendship and good will for me to do that for you and you would NOT be allowed to jerk me off!! whatever, lets get on with this, its time for chapter 43

I hate that Rhysand is being all like "i shouldnt have brought you, i didnt want you to see this side of me" when its like, buddy you didnt have to do all this shit you couldve just walked in an been like "Im your high lord and demand your orb" and they wouldve given it to you because youre their high lord and youre demanding their orb. And if he thought they wouldnt have given it to him, he couldve easily come up with a different distraction he just went with the one that sexualizes Feyre because hes weirdo. Like, if hes so cruel on every other day then he shouldve acted really nicely, greeted Keir by giving him the biggest hug and being like "uncleeeee!! :D long time no see :)" and Feyre should have been dressed up as like, the embodiment of spring in pastel green soft shades of pink and but Rhysand still treats with the utmost kindness and respect, now that would throw the Hewn City for a loop

Okay so the reason Rhys broke keirs arm is because the word 'whore' triggered him which is understandable but like, Feyre thought of herself as the Highlords Whore in a very deliberate parallel to Rhysand being known as Amarantha's Whore and Im pretty sure she even straightup thought something about being in the position he had for so many years but she was like, horny about it and the narrative just isnt acknowledging it. Like, theyre not talking about it even though their mindlink was presumably open the whole time bc I remember them flirting through the link, and Feyre isnt even like "oh man, I feel bad for thinking that when its so upsetting to him" its so weird

Rhysand basically said "I will never try to protect you by locking you away, instead I will protect you by killing anyone who upsets you, even when they dont actually upset you and they just upset me" like he and Tamlin are not fundamentally any different from each other, its just that Rhysand is a coldblooded murderer. but its fine cuz he wears black leather i guess

I just realized. Rhysand had a boner when Feyre was sitting in his lap. did that go away when he broke Keirs arm or did he walk out of that meeting with his dick fully hard

Listen, maybe its just because its 3am and Im a little sleepdeprived but this conversation barely makes any sense, these bozos are just completely talking past each other at this point

Rhysand just said something about how Tamlin just locked Feyre up and let her waste away and almost die and Feyre was gonna say "He was trying his best" but Rhys interrupted her like "Dont compare me to him, stop comparing us" when she didnt say anything about that ??? my guy is projecting so hard rn he thinks theyre having a conversation that theyre not even having

And like i would argue that Feyre doesnt even compare Rhysand and Tamlin that much, the narrative definitely does it a LOT, but Ive been reading Feyres thoughts throughout this whole ordeal and I feel like she barely even thought about Tamlin since she sent him that letter

This scene is supposed this big turning point for their relationship and its clearly meant to be really emotional but the only emotion i can feel rn is annoyance with Rhysand because its like, he did have genuinely traumatic things that happened to him but not only is he barely affected by any of them, those are not even the things that the narrative brings up whenever its trying to get me to sympathise with him instead its always just "whaaaaaaa everyone thinks Im nasty and evil just because i keep doing nasty and evil things T-T"

Feyre is being very cruel but in a kinda funny way because its directed at Rhysand rn, i would insert the quote but I am in no state to translate anything at the moment but shes basically like "of course you have to hide your true self from your friends, they wouldnt wanna hang out with otherwise, you burden"

Idk why but the prose being like "my arrow struck him too deep" is so funny to me, it has the same energy as the vampire fics i read where the weird gay one gets his heart broken and he goes "it wouldve hurt less if he staked me in the heart"

Feyre is like "i cant believe he was so vulnerable and shared his sorrows with me and just threw all of it in his face" and I could not give less of a shit, but ive been on a big emotional abuse kick lately so now Im thinking about what if Feyre was just faking having feelings for Rhys in order to make him fall in love with her and be vulnerable with her only to then tell him the truth and reject the mating bond and make him completely break down as revenge for UTM. now that would actually be empowering

Now Feyre is thinking about how shes been using Rhysand for a long time now and come onnnnnn there is such a big power difference between them, I genuinely think its basically impossible for her to do that. Like, hes the most powerful guy in the history of guys or whatever, if anything you were doing bothered him that much he could simply make you stop doing it. hm. now Im thinking about what if rhysand was actually a huge masochist. Now that would actually be hot

Feyre is talking about how all the members of the inner circle suffered and are traumatized and theyve all learned to live with it and, not to extend too much sympathy to Rhysand, but all of the ICs major traumatic events happened centuries ago, his traumatic event happened one (1) year ago and it lasted 49 years i think its gonna take a little more time till hes all better

ughhhhhhh dont remind me of Amrens stupid romance subplot im gonna kill myself

Starfall is called Die Nacht der fallenden Sterne [the night of the calling stars] in german which is so much cooler and more whimsical, shoutout to my gal pal Alexandra Ernst for attempting to reinsert atleast a little bit of whimsy into this joyless world

Also, apparently its expected that Rhysand spend the first starfall in fifty years with his people, his people in this case referring to the Verlarians in the city that no one knows exists and not the people living in his courts actual capital. then again, i guess those bozos are all trapped under a mountain and wouldnt be able to watch it anyway so who cares

Amren said "hes not lucky to have us, we're lucky to have him" like yeah, hes paying you all exorbitant salaries just for being his buddies

God, amrens jacking rhys off so hard rn I cant believe she didnt wanna have sex with him when he asked

btw Im not even gonna dignify all that vaguely meta bullshit about how Tamlin is the golden prince and rhysand is the villain in the stories but the villain in stories is the guy who locks maidens away in towers and rhys freed her with anx kind of commentary because its just stupid, its just sjm bashing you over the head with how subversive she is when Tamlin and Rhysand are basically the same guy with different aesthetics at this point, like Feyre is not making a choice between the goodboy hero and the badboy villain, shes making a choice between a Bad Boy with a Heart of Gold (green) and a Bad Boy with a Heart of Gold (black)

[reaper-chan666]

Hellow 0w0

Can I request Simon and soap finding a kitten on their day off and bringing back to the dorms. Gaz and Konig are super happy but they all hide it from price cuz he's not going to agree. Shenanigans of them maybe trying to hide the kitten.

But oh surprise actually Price knew all along

I absolutely can!!

Thanks for the request!

Enjoy some fluffy 141!

Contains: Swearing

Not proofread

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No pets.

That was the rule, that had always been the rule, enforced by Laswell, and re-enforced by Captain Price.

Pets were too distracting, too dirty, too much maintenance, and had too high a price point. It was impossible to convince the higher-ups to get military dogs on base, so there would absolutely be no way to bring in a personal animal. All the soldiers knew it, ESPECIALLY the guys in the 141, so you'd think it would be an easy rule to follow, that no one would be stupid enough to bring an animal on base.......

"C'mon Simon, fucking hurry up and bring in the bags, I can't keep it quiet forever!" The thick Scottish accent, whispered out in annoyance and urgency. "Shut up Johnny, I'm hurrying as fast as I can, just go in already, head for my room, it'll be safe enough there. I'll join you in a minute. Now stop the commotion, you look suspicious!" Simon "Ghost" Riley hissed back, eyes rolling behind dark sunglasses. Johnny nodded his head and quickly made his way to the agreed upon room, Simon hurrying after. Little did they know, they had eyes suspiciously watching them from afar.

It only took 2 minutes for them to be caught, thankfully it was only Gaz and Konig, who were on their way back to their rooms after showering. After a few minutes of them interrogating the suspicious duo, Simon pulled them all into his room.

"Johnny show them, just show them that that they'll shut up already," Simon grumbled. Johnny shrugged and reached to undo the pouch he had fastened on his thigh, Gaz and Konig looking at it intently, when suddenly.....

*POP*

A tiny black black head with tiny white ears popped out of the pouch. Tiny, angry meows erupted from the tiny mouth, angry at being woken up from its nap. Johnny reached to pull the kitten, one almost alarmingly small, from the pouch. Before he could though, Konig's large hand swiped the kitten into his arms, gently cooing at it, shocking the others with the gentle actions. Gaz quickly joins Konig, cooing and gently petting the kitten. Johnny explains quickly, "we found her on the side of the highway, thankfully it wasn't super busy, so we could quickly stop and go get her. We found her about 5 days ago, we took her to the vet already. Turns out, she's about 4 months old, but is only the size of a 2 month old kitten, she's also blind in one eye, but the sweetest little lass. By this time, the kitten had been passed from Konig to Gaz, and from Gaz to Simon. "What are you going to do with her? We can't keep her here, you two know that. "Gaz says, worried about the kitten's safety. "About that," Simon says hesitantly, "we're keeping her here with us. I already talked to one of the tech people, they'll watch her when we're on missions, and we'll switch rooms every few days, the night before Price does the in depth room checks." Gaz and Konig looked at the two like they had grown multiple heads, immediately denying the choice to keep the kitten. After a very tense moments, Johnny nods at Simon, giving a wordless signal. Simon removed his sunglasses, held the kitten next to his face, and gave a downcast expression towards the duo, crystal clear eyes pleading in a way that the man would never say out loud. The look broke the walls Gaz and Konig built up, and they quickly agreed to helping hide the kitten.

A week passed

Johnny ran into the armory, startling Konig, who was just cleaning his rifle. "Konig, hood up! I got Price on my ass, he almost saw Phantom!" Without hesitation, Konig threw up the bottom of his hood, snagged the kitten, and slipped her under his hood, snuggled into his neck, and adjusted the hood right before Price walked in. "Konig, MacTavish, everything alright in here? MacTavish, you looked like you had an emergency that needed to be tended to in here, you all good?" He asked, causing the two men to glance at each other. "No captain, everything is fine, I just forgot I was going to show Konig the new dirk I got while I was on leave," Johnny lied smoothly, Konig nodding in agreement. They stood around talking for a few minutes about the best blades to use in combat, before they all heard the quietest 'mew.' Johnny bit the inside of his cheek, knowing that Price heard the sound, seeing as he was closer to Konig. "Konig, what was that sound?" Price questioned, squinting suspiciously. Konig jumped in, thick accent sounding even thicker, "oh, I was practicing cat calling, is that not what that means?" The Austrian man tilted his head in mock confusion. Price opened his mouth, shut it, opened it again, before shutting it and walking off. The two men still in the room breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this was going to keep getting worse.

Over the next few days...

Simon was sleeping with the kitten on his chest when Price suddenly knocked on the door to his room, startling him. He looked around for a way to conceal the kitten, his eyes landed on a dirty shirt. He laid the kitten on the floor, threw the shirt over her, and slid her behind his spare combat boots. With that done, he called for Price to come in, only for him to glance around the room, talk about an upcoming mission, and leave as quickly as he had shown up. Simon let out the breath he was holding, retrieved the kitten, and fell asleep again.

A day or two later....

Gaz was walking down the hall to return the kitten to Johnny, as it was his night to keep her. He saw Price heading disc the hallway towards him. Thinking fast, Gaz stuffed the kitten into the pocket of his jacket, hoping he was quick enough. Price stopped him and they spoke about the mission that was coming up. After a few minutes they heard the sounds of new recruits arguing and Price ran off to put a stop to it before it could become physical. Gaz took off as soon as Price was out if sight, quicking making it into Johnny's room and dropping off the kitten with him.

Over the next two weeks, the 4 played hide-n-seek with their little kitten, Phantom. They had multiple close calls, with the kitten being placed in an empty first aid kit, to ammunition boxes, to inside cabinets, and even inside Konig's spare boots. But Price had no clue about the kitten yet.

Until...

One day, a few days after the boot incident, the kitten escaped Gaz's room when he didn't fully latch the door. Once the boys realized what had happened, they tore apart the base trying to find her before Price did.

Johnny rounded the corner into the team's lounge, freezing in his tracks as he saw Price sitting on the couch, his hat in his hands, and little Phantom napping inside his hat. The rest of the guys almost crashed into him as they all turned the corner, all turning their attention to their captain, and the little bundle of fur he was smiling down at.

Price looked up at them, not giving them a chance to come up with excuses, started speaking. "You boys aren't as sneaky as you thought you were," he chuckled, petting Phantom's fur, "I knew from day one, when Ghost and Soap got back from leave, that we had a new mascot. And while I wish you had told me about this little angel, I understand why you didn't." The four men looked down, feeling guilty about hiding this from their captain, well, trying to at least. "Well, now that we're all here, including this little one, we need to talk about the changes that are going to happen around here," Price said gruffly, making the boys nervous. Would they have to give up Phantom? Price paused, then smirked and continued, "I've set up an old office for this little one, so that she has her own space when we're gone and we don't have to worry about her getting out. She's family now. And in the future, don't hide things like this from me, I might surprise you with my resounded." The boys all smiled, even Ghost, and Johnny gave a quiet cheer, as they all settled down in the lounge, enjoying each other's company.

End.

[therainforestechoes]

hello !! could you do npt pack themed off of cinereous vultures ( or vultures in general if you prefer ) ? anything works , thank you ! ^ _ ^ - ⚜️

𐂯 hellow!! i chose vultures in general :P hope these work !!! small warning for blood/death >_<

𐂯 asher morgan cain caine malice misery macabre draven pyre blaise kaiser kaz toxin wyl wylie rowan kross cross noire elm rook

𐂯 lost/losts eer/eerie grim/grims fly/flys float/floats haze/hazes hun/hunt loot/loots grime/grimes swoo/swoops blood/bloods ro/rots

𐂯 [prn] who swoops [prn] who kills the eerie one the one with dark wings the one who learns the forgotten/corrupted one [prn] who frightens [prn] who waits [prn] adorned with death