#honestly it's my whole upper body that hurts

[chungledown-bimothy]

Today's mood. Sure wish they'd invent a my back that doesn't hurt.

[myslutwritings]

Hey! I've been reading your blog and I'm really interested in your writing. I would like to ask if you could do the upper moons with a reader with a background like Mitsuri's? As if after rejection the reader became super ashamed of their appearance and their body. Take as much time as you need to write this, I just wanted to send my idea before I forget it <3

-🎀

hey, love! of course i’ll do your request. goodness, this request was in my inbox for a few months so my apologies for responding so late!! (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥)

➤ Uppermoons with a partner who has Mitsuri’s backstory

[ not proof read btw ]

➤ summary: reader is insecure

➤ characters included: muzan, kokushibo, douma & akaza!

➤ WARNING: semi-nsfw + violence.

MUZAN KIBUTSUJI

first off.. how dare you-

yeah, okay, he’s GONNA take major offense to say at the very least..

likeeee hellooooo???

i mean, you’re MUZAN’S partner. you somehow pulled the king of demons? like look at you!! (unspoken rizz🤫..)

we all know this man has a crazed obsession with being the perfect being so obviously he is going to view his significant other as the embodiment of perfection itself.

Muzan chose you over anyone else. He views the rest of the human population as insignificant atoms. Because of his determination for perfection he’s going to pick/fall in love with a person who he deems perfect.

let’s be honest, due to him taking offense to finding out you’re insecure over some different face/hair/body features you have that he doesn’t mind/finds them beautiful he’s going to be not very happy!

when i say, “not very happy” that’s just me sugar coating his flaring anger.

However, he’ll try to reassure you in his own way that you’re beautiful the way you are and that you’re perfect in the most passive aggressive way possible.

Listen, he’s not the best at intimacy but he tries for you.

AND OH BOY!! when he finds out if anyone made you feel insecure he would order nakime to locate them so he could kill them. 🤭

As for your exes in the past.. they’re already taken care of! he murdered them awhile ago and didn’t even bother eating them because he was that repulsed by their existence.

Bro didn’t even view them as worth eating.

Btw he didn’t even tell you that he murdered your exes along with the men/women who made you feel insecure about your face/body.. he just causally told you as if it would make you feel better.

“Muzan, what happened to my exes? i saw a missing poster while i was running errands today..”

“There is no need to worry about them anymore, my dear.”

KOKUSHIBO

He’s very saddened over the fact you’re insanely insecure and it devastates him knowing how many people hurt you.

Why is he only hearing this now? he wished you told him sooner.

Like the demon king, he isn’t the most skilled when it comes to intimacy. I mean, he had a wife in the past but he deadass left her and went to go get the milk. 💀

He would never leave you though!

so he’s not going to be the ‘lovey dovey’ reassuring type of boyfriend who coddles you the way you want him to.

He may or may not have forgotten how relationships worked and he’s lowkey awkward!

He’ll reassure you in his own way and of course his demon instincts are provoking him to kill those maggots in the past who dared made you cry.

If you don’t want him to kill your exes he won’t but if you do then congratulations! you have a whole bunch of dead exes!

He’s jealous because he wanted to be with you before any of those people. He figured that if he found you first and asked you out before any of those horrible human beings you wouldn’t be so insecure. :(

Once you communicate more with Koku he’ll begin to understand and attempt to be more intimate and reassuring! He just isn’t used to it.

Kokushibo is honestly excellent at communicating and he’s understanding in his own way.

He won’t understand why you’re so insecure though? You point out your features/habits you’re insecure about that you view as ‘flaws’

He does not view them as flaws in the slightest! That’s just who you are and like muzan he’ll be offended at first you have so much hatred for yourself. 😞

But don’t worry! he won’t get mad like how Muzan did.

If anything you two will just talk it out. He may never will understand why you’re so insecure but he’ll compliment you and reassure you every time he sees you! He’ll do his very best to check up on you whenever he’s able to.

DOUMA

Douma is honestly going to think it’s stupid.

no, you are NOT stupid. he thinks the reason you’re insecure is silly! because why would you be hurt over what someone so insignificant thinks of you?

Douma also thinks it’s stupid because he views you as the most beautiful flower to ever walk this planet!

Yes, douma will find it silly. He may not fully comprehend why it hurts you so much but he’ll reassure you regardless because he loves you!

Douma is canonically great at advice. But usually with his followers he puts on a façade.

But with you it’s very different. Yes, he’ll give you advice but because he loves you and you know him and know what he really is he’ll give you the advice and not sugarcoat it for you.

Downright admits it’s dumb how you feel that way.

Immediately feels bad afterwards though when you break down into tears-

He’s used to seeing miserable people cry. He doesn’t care about their tears.

but when it’s you crying he isn’t a fan, trust me.

This is the part where he’ll reassure you and lend you advice. Instead of being rude, he’ll be genuine with you!

Douma just doesn’t understand. When you point out why you’re insecure he brushes it off because he finds your ‘flaws’ so adorable!

It’s one of the things he loves most about you. Your so-called ‘flaws’ are unique to him.

He gets offended like Muzan because why would you hate those adorable features about yourself?!? 😡😡

Let’s be fr.. Douma will never understand because he doesn’t find you ugly and has zero issues with your habits that you claim to hate about yourself.

But if you need comfort, he’ll of course comfort you and reassure you all you want! After all, he’s known to have a voice that soothes people instantly so he’s incredibly good at helping you. that’s what he does, right?

Anyway, Douma will go out of his way to make you feel less insecure even though he finds it utterly stupid that you are. The little shit still loves you unconditionally and will be genuine with you. He isn’t fake with you like how he is with his followers who suffer from insecurities.

Btw he ate the people who made you feel shitty about your appearance.

AKAZA

he is appalled..

LIKE WHAT???

YOU? INSECURE?

YOU OF ALL MORTALS?!?

High-key freaking out at first because now he feels like he did something wrong

I headcanon him as an overthinker when it comes to those he loves.

You elaborate your darkest feelings to him and he listens like the good boyfriend he is!

This sweet baby is the nicest and most understanding about it though!

Unlike Douma he won’t think it’s stupid. Your feelings are valid!

Akaza detests how insecure you are though. He’ll do anything in his power so you don’t feel that way anymore though!

You reassure him that he’s doing his job right as a demonic boyfriend before revealing that someone else made you feel this way.

Okay, okay.. so it’s not him but some other asshole.

He’ll be really bummed out if he can’t kill them:(

Assumes that’ll make you feel better if he gets rid of that garbage walking the earth.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to kill them for you? I hate how they made you feel insecure about yourself..”

Like, no, akaza it’s fine!!

But if you’re a person who seeks out revenge and WANTS the people who rejected you/made you feel bad about your looks dead this man has zero issue making your desires come true. 💅

After you confess to him about your past rejections and bullying in the past over noticeable features you have he’ll worship you even more that day. He’s the type to bring you flowers and remind you that you’re gorgeous/handsome whenever he gets the chance.

This behavior also comes out in the bedroom but that’s a different story for another day. 😩

[obxsprincess]

hey baby !!

hope your doing well <3

i just haven't been able to get the thought of jj getting his hands in a tatto machine and putting his name on your hip and yours on his obvi, like omg !!

or honestly on the same talk of tattoos, surprising rafe with his name somewhere on your body ?! like especially if it's on your hip, ribs, or upper thigh, omg like !!

-🪼

hehe omg cos!!!! this is biker jayj at his roots!!! his motorcycle is a perfect tattoo bed really.

but the black leather is real cold laying on it all bare, and each poke hurting more than the last! your pillowy tits pressed against the seat and if you weren’t yelping every two seconds n’ hiding your face in your hands, you’d probably giggle at your oh-so-familiar position — laying tummy down, pink lacy rimmed panties on full display just for your blond tattoo artist.

the glossy wet spot didn’t help a whole lot!

“spread y’legs just a bit wider mama — trying not to fuck up this J,” he smirks to himself while poking the side of his cheek with his tongue n’ you know for a fact rubbing your plush ass with his free hand was not to soothe you.

“damn, this shit really gets you going huh?”

“jayj will you stop! I-can’t control it!” you mewl feebly. a few whimpers thrown in cos’ the metallic bearing was annoyingly really starting to match the achy throbbing in your cunt... he just laughs. “always asking me t’slap you or some shit during fucking— pound town guess it makes sense, wonder what it’s called, a needle kink nah gotta’ have some weird ass name like— shit” the blond curses cos a soft ankle thumb to his head seemed nice and reasonable to you.

“y’being mean! and im done with this conversation.. does it atleast look good?” you sniffle — pouting just to conceal your pretty lip nibbling n’ peeling at the bikes cousin. “look good? y’think I’d fuck up my name?”

“cept’ m’the only one who sees your ass anyways so uh don’t really matter—”

your minxy smile drops :(

“jayj…”

“why did you say my ass…” the tattoo machine snaps off the moment you swing your head back, his oh-so-famous jayj grin and him slowly scratching his neck made you want to scream. n’ jump his too dick but that’s beside the point!

“kinda my ass now — signed it n’ shit.”

“I-I. said. my. inner. thigh!!”

“y’go numb or something baby? crying the whole damn time n’ you didn’t feel nothing—”

“m’ tattooing your dick. where’s the pink ink.”

[valhalla-calls]

Relativity Falls headcanons- My Version Pt.3

Making a part three because apparently, I wasn't done.

My Au isn't exactly one for one in terms who replaces who and what events happen. However, there are close to it.

Kind of off track, but Canon! Stan would cry if he saw any Relativity Falls AUs. The thought that any of the Pine twins going through at least half of what he did while he was homeless would destroy him. Doesn't matter if it's Dipper or Mabel, it would destroy him.

Back on track, I can see Mabel's scams sometimes consisted of match making and fake love potions. She got a lot of angry customers when the match wasn't good or the love potion surprisingly didn't work. It caused a few injuries along the way. A few times, she was stabbed and didn't have money to go to the doctor to get it stitched up. Good thing she knows how to sew thanks to her making sweaters.

After a particularly bad run in with some people she owed money to, Mabel had to rewrite a letter to Dipper, because blood smudges kept appearing on the letter. Eventually, after the hundredth time, she just covered those spots with glue and glitter. No, Dipper doesn't know that bit until probably much later.

Mabel does have the scar on the back of her shoulder like Stan did! How it happened was a little different, she had a stab wound she stitched up on her upper arm when Dipper sent a post card for her to come. In the middle of their "Concerned for each other" scuffle, he grabbed it by accident, Dipper let go when she screamed, which caused her to fall onto sigil.

Dipper's had his fair share of hurt here too. He had the whole bleeding eye issue that Ford did in canon. I imagine if he was possessed by the Axolotl, it would take a toll on his body too. A big entity like that, I don't think a human body could handle well. Then, there's the whole doing things to Dipper while being possessed thing. He has a few scars from those moments too.

Speaking of Axolotl, I feel like it would take Dipper a while to warm up to being friendly. Not that he wouldn't be fascinated and tricked at all. Because, we saw what happened with Bill doing the Sock Opera episode, he would. However, I think at first, he'd proceed with caution. He was only started to be mystified by the Axolotl when the Axolotl began to feed into his loneliness.

I'm cool with either Candy or Pacifica taking Fiddleford's place. It makes sense for either. If it's Pacifica, she could fund it and if's Candy, she could build it.

Mabel kept making the fake love potions to sell in the Mystery Shack. One of them fell on Stanley and it caused him to have a misunderstood panic attack when he saw Fiddleford and nothing happened. Not because he was worried he didn't like Fiddleford. No. He was told at one point, probably by his mom, that if a love potion didn't have any effect after seeing another person, it meant he was already in love with the person. After, what Stan thought were failed attempts to woo Fiddleford (Because, you know, he honestly believed the potion worked so, got commit to the bit.), Mabel cleared up the misunderstanding. Which she found hilarious.

Since Bill is in Pacifica's place, Stan, not only has a rivalry with Gideon, but he has a rivalry with Bill.

I can see Dipper and Mabel picking on the fact that Stanley is being abused by Filbrick at home. There are many routes like when it comes to this AU that people take with that issue. My favorites though are where they find out and don't let the boys go home at all and teach Stanley that Filbrick doesn't love him. Also, Ford finally understanding some things and is completely on board. They would not care who Filbrick is to them. They would risk it.

[ladylooch]

So as we’ve seen Nico has been working out so much (delicious man) and I was thinking about a smut where reader wants to take care of Nico and give him a massage to help him relax but Nico quickly turns it into something more

Recovery with Nico Hischier

A/N: I finally did it.... I finally finished my 300 follower request. GOOD LORD! Sorry this took so long. Lessons have been learned 😘 Cheers to Nico smut to start the weekend!

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: SMUT 18+ Content

You’re laying flat on your back on the couch when Nico comes home from summer training. You look away from your book to his slow moving frame. He is stretching his neck from side to side as he tosses his bag by the door. He slowly kicks his shoes off, then removes his socks, tossing them towards the hall that leads to your bedroom. You frown. This is not normal demeanor for your boyfriend in the off-season. He usually skips in here, excited about having some quality time with his Swiss buddies, including his brother.

“Hi baby.” You call out to him.

“Hi sweets.” He responds.

“Long day?”

“Yeah. I think coach’s goal was to break my spirit today.” You chuckle.

“And to think, you pay him to do that to you.” 

“Something is wrong with me.”

“No, you’re perfect.” You insist to him. You replace your bookmark, then toss the book on the coffee table next to you. After a glass of water, Nico comes to the side of the couch then drapes himself on top of your body. His face finds the soft pillows of your breasts, settling against them. 

“You tired?” You murmur, trying to gage more of what ails him.

“No, I’m sore. My whole body hates me.”

“I can give you a massage?” You ask him, leaning forward to kiss the top of his head.

“I wouldn’t say no to that.” He presses his skin deeper into your cleavage.

“Okay, let me go get lotion for your hairy ass legs.” You tease him. He laughs, shrugging like that is a fair statement because it is. 

When you return from the bathroom, Nico is laying on his back on the floor with his eyes closed. He’s lost his shirt and is holding one leg in the air, feet flat with toes pointing towards the ceiling, then moving down towards his head.

“Is there an area that is worse?” You ask. He pops one eye open at you, then closes it again.

“Honestly, my quads.” You nod, getting down on your knees. You squirt a bunch of the lotion in your hand then warm it up between your palms. Nico winces as you run your hand in a cupped position over his quad. He grunts out in pain at the digging of your fingers into his sore muscle. Knots can be felt the entire length of his thigh. No wonder he’s so uncomfortable. You work quietly for a few minutes, only Nico’s whinging and grunting filling the living room. 

“Oof, you’re so tight.” You tell him, getting up onto your knees for a better position to work your upper body into the motion.

You get to a particularly bad spot, pressing in deep, using your body weight to work through the knot. Nico reaches out for the back of your thigh, running his finger tips along it as he grimaces his eyes closed. While you’re hurting him, he’s making zings of pleasure race down your body. You feel your nipples tighten against your t-shirt into aching points. You glance over to his face again. His grimace softens and he moans gently.

“Nico.” You chuckle, shaking your head.

“Hm?” He asks innocently. His gaze travels down to your chest, slow smile coming out when he sees the stiff peaks. He brings a hand up, cupping one. You lean down lower to work into his other quad. He yelps quietly, then squeezes your breast. This time, you moan. You spend time there, but this one is less tight than the other one, so he handles the treatment well. His fingers keep exploring, running down your back to your ass, giving it a grip every time you “go over a tight area”.

“Can you work on my chest?” He asks, releasing your ass to open his arms for you to straddle him.

“This seems not real.”

“It’s real. So many push ups and presses.” He pouts his lip out. You oblige, settling into his lap and feeling the thickness of his erection press into your heat. His chest is fine, but you play along anyway. You lean forward, keeping your weight off where he wants you. You stretch your fingers along his pectoral muscles, feeling for any tightness. You work from the center out to the sides. Nico lets you stay hovering and teasing  until his hand comes to your ass, pressing you back down onto him. 

“Need help with this next.” He murmurs, licking his lips. His other hand comes to your hip so he can rock you into him. His thumb presses into your hip bone, pushing down until you grind him just right. He bites his bottom lip, watching the softening of your face as he rubs your mound on him. He pays extra attention to your clit, exhaling heavily when you let out a whimper for more. His grip on you tightens, then he rolls, surprising you by getting you onto your back.

“How you gonna fuck me with sore quads?” You ask as you pull your shirt over your head. 

“I’ll find a way to power though.” He chuckles, leaning down to kiss you. “That’s how much I love you.” You smile against his mouth then nibble on his bottom lip.

“Luckiest girl in the world.” You murmur. Nico’s hands come to your shorts. He wiggles them down your legs, then discards them off to the side.

His mouth presses along your throat, then down between the mountains of your breasts. Goosebumps break out along the trail of wet marks he leaves on your body. You bring your hands up to the side of his head, following with him as he kisses your lower belly. His nose presses in there, eyes closing as he works lower and lower. Your mouth opens in anticipation as he hovers over your clit. His eyes meet yours. He pops a smirky grin then watches you observe him connect his tongue to you. You sigh in pleasure, resisting the urge to arch into his face so soon.

But then his lips enclose the bud completely. He sucks. And any modesty or resolve is obliterated. Your back curls up off the floor and Nico snickers against you. Your fingers thread through his long, brown hair, gripping and tugging to shut him up. He focuses harder. He loves when you come first. He craves it like breath. Needing to feel you buck under his grasp, the way you softly moan his name right when you’re about to come. 

“Nico.” You whisper breathlessly. Your eyebrows pull together. Your next breath catches. He stays with you through the build, tasting your orgasm the moment it hits you. Your body feels like it’s floating as the pleasure washes over your body like a warm hug. Your fingers releases his hair and he back off your folds. He presses praising kisses along your body, working his way back up. 

“Wanna taste?” He asks, hovering over your face. You moan, gripping his neck to pull his face to you.

“Damn, you’re so good at that.” 

“Cause I know you so well.” He responds, kissing your lips tenderly, awakening your body again.

You both work his shorts down his body. When they are off, he goes in for another kiss. Again, your smile breaks you apart. This is life with him- constantly blissed out and smiling cause he takes such good care of you. Nico chuckles then reaches between your bodies to get himself situated.

“I’m so happy.” You whisper as he slides in. You bite your bottom lip, savoring that first connection. The way he fills you and how still, after all these times you’ve had him, he checks in with you to make sure it’s okay. You nod when his brown eyes meet yours. Sweet sincerity fills his beautiful orbs. 

“Me too. Nothing feels as good as this.” He murmurs, nose stroking against yours.

He grabs your left leg, wrapping it around his back as he begins to move. Fire ignites in your heart and spreads like wild through your whole body. You cup the back of his head, keeping your faces close as he finds a rhythm that’s going to work for both of you. Little grunts and heavy sighs fill the void between your lips until you need to feel his on yours. You bring his face down, savoring the taste of him with your tongue. 

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Nico breaks the kiss, moaning as you tighten around him further at his words. You’re soaked, slickness creating a delicious friction with his thrusts. Nico brings his hand up to your hair, tangling in the strands. His head tilts away from yours as his tempo rises. You wrap your other leg around him, keeping him deep and steady. You float a hand to your folds, finding your clit and rubbing greedily. Nico groans at the feeling of you touching yourself in time with his thrusts. 

“Neeks.” You turn your face into his. You suck his ear lobe into your mouth. Nico’s hips jerk for a moment then refocus deeper. “Right there.” You beg. He sighs heavily, turning to shove his face into your hair. “You fuck me so good.” Nico grunts then spills into you. You grin then let the feeling of his pulsing inside of you take you over the edge too. Your core grips his sensitive shaft tightly. Nico groans loudly, squeezing his arms tightly around you. His arms shake as he tries to keep his body weight from crushing into you.

One of your legs drops from around his waist. He whines, then grabs it, replacing the weight against his butt.

“Not ready.” He mumbles. You chuckle, bringing a hand up to stroke along his shoulders. His muscles here have gotten bigger this off season. He’s putting on more muscle than ever with this new training plan and you’re more than happy to be the beneficiary. “Gonna need another massage now.” Nico says as he pulls away, looking down at your face. 

“Twist my arm.” You joke. You both smile at each other. His dimples shining at you as his gaze strokes down your naked body beneath him.

“Naked this time, yeah?” 

“Whatever you say, cap.” You salute him.

Nico laughs. 

Now this is his kind of recovery.

[theunholybastard]

Kinktober: October 4th - Dry-Humping (Cardinal Copia x Gender-Neutral!Reader)

Tags: Established Relationship, Dry-Humping, Drunkenness, Desperation, Humiliation, Light Pet Play (If You Squint), Premature Ejaculation, Fluff And Smut, All The Papas Are Alive, First Person POV

I can't take Copia anywhere. It was supposed to be a nice, simple celebration dinner, to congratulate him on his success of joining the band. Who cares if he's not officially Papa just yet? It's still a momentous achievement for him, one he's been working for all his life, and I couldn't be prouder.

I've been with Copia since he first became a Cardinal, and I've known him for even longer. I know he's an intelligent, capable, hardworking man, someone with immeasurable patience and courtesy, a true gentleman; That is, until you get a few drinks in him.

It was Terzo who brought the wine. What I used to think was a kind gesture to show there was no ill-will between the two, turned out to be a revenge tactic to get Copia to embarrass himself in front of the whole Clergy. Copia smiled thankfully at him, and unable to resist, he poured himself a glass of wine. And then two. And then three.

Terzos smirk grew the more Copia drank, which only earned him a death glare from Sister Imperator, who saw through his whole schtick immediately. She'll surely have his head for this one. I unfortunately didn't notice, therefore couldn't stop Copia, until it was too late. We had to leave the dinner party early, Copia tripping, knocking things over, and making loud sexual remarks to me the whole time it took to drag him out. I could hear other members of the Clergy mumbling to Sister Imperator, asking if he was really the right man for the job.

"Oh, amore mio, you looked positively delicious tonight. I could barely keep my hands off you, topolino..." Copia purrs in my ear as I lay him down on the bed, wiping off his eye paints for him. I roll my eyes.

"Yeah, I know. You said that earlier, in a room full of upper Clergy members, remember?" I scoff sarcastically, my cheeks still glowing with embarrassment. He only smiles dazily, as if he didn't retain a single word I said. "Così bello, così bello..." He mutters to himself, running his fingers through my hair. How can I stay mad at him when he's this cute?

"Uh huh. Now sit up, I gotta get you undressed." I order gently, hoping he will make this easier for me, but honestly, when has he ever? He chuckles. "I like your way of thinking, amore. My pants are getting so tight, I need to be freed of them..." He winks, or at least I think he attempted to. He's so drunk he just ended up blinking really hard. I am not amused.

I look down at his lap, and lo and behold, hes telling the truth. His tight pants are constricting over his massive erection, and his lack of underwear makes it so I can see the outline in great detail. It twitches visibly, making me blush, but I do not give into temptation. He's drunk, after all. "Copia, you need to get some rest."

"How can I sleep when my cock is awake?" He slurs, nuzzling his face into my neck, nibbling gently, and turning his body to press his hard-on against my thigh. "Your Cardinal hurts, topolino. Won't you help him?" He rocks his hips, grinding his clothed cock against me, whimpering into the crook of my neck. I laugh softly at his act of desperation.

"The answer is no, my love. But you are more than welcome to take care of yourself." I hum softly, deciding getting him ready for bed can wait till he gotten all his sexual frustrations out. I expected him to sloppily yank off his pants and jerk himself off, but it seems he had other plans. He rocks his hips forward again, his eyes rolling back at the friction.

"Oh, so that's how you wanna do this, hm? You wanna hump my leg like a dog?" I snicker. He swears under his breath, his thrusts speeding up. I didn't know my words would have such an effect on him, but I'm certainly not complaining. I continue. "This is what you wanted? To act like a pathetic, drooling mutt, desperate for pleasure?" He lets out a choked whine one could almost mistake for a sob, and nods, too caught up in his frantic self-gratification to respond verbally.

His movements are feverishly swift, like he needs to use my body to survive, panting and growling like a rabid animal. His hands harshly grope whatever part of my body he can reach. He will no doubt be repeatedly apologizing later for the fingertip-shaped bruises littering my hips and stomach, no matter how much I tell him I don't mind. I hold back a giggle at the thought, not that he would notice if I did in his frenzied state.

He's barely been going at this for a few minutes, and already his thrusts are becoming weaker, his little whimpers and grunts become louder and more frequent, and his face contorts tightly. Before I even recognize the pattern, a long sigh escapes his lips, his expression relaxes, and his tight pants are now dampened, cumming in record-breaking time.

"Cazzo...! I- I would've lasted longer, if it wasn't for this... g- goddamn wine..." He hiccups, slurring his words sleepily, and ending his sentence with a loud snore, officially passed out. I laugh. "Let's get you cleaned up, Cardinal." I say, tugging off his pants, throwing them in the overflowing hamper. Copia can deal with that load (literally) in the morning.

Once I managed to wrestle all of the sweat-dampened clothes off of his limp body, I lay back in bed with him, exhaling deeply. The things I do for this man, I think to myself. It's all worth it though, when I feel his warmth against me. He lets out a little noise of content, his mustache twitching. He subconsciously pulls me closer, and as our bodies intertwine, I let his soft breathing lull me to sleep. I think I could love him forever.

-

[fanofstuff01]

Adam fell to his bed with a thud, as if he got shot. His whole body hurt, he wanted to knock himself out so badly. Angel did mention his body was an absolute shitshow in his first day too, but he didn’t expect it to be this bad. He could feel his eyes whimpering.

His mind was nothing better. He couldn’t help but have it fuzzy alI day. It was a goddamn confusing situation. And shocking.

One night, you’re out to get wild with two sinners and two winners, and when you wake up, you’re seeing those pearly gates. Enough to turn someone’s world upside down. It wasn’t in a bad way obviously, just drained his energy.

He groaned and turned to face the ceiling, placing both his hands on his stomach. He hoped he could drift off to sleep easily, he needed it.

As time passed by, his tiredness was defeated by a stronger feeling. That one feeling he tried to keep buried deep inside all day so it wouldn’t mess his ��big achievement”

Loneliness.

He didn’t knew how long he’d been staring at it, but suddenly the plain white upper-wall was hurtful to look at. He teared his gaze biting his lip, subconsciously hugging himself with his wings.

He was happy, right? Of course he was. Why wouldn’t he be? This was his biggest goal for years. -And this was Heaven for fuck’s sake! You could have everything!

Everything…

Well why are you feeling hollow then asshole? Don’t act like you don’t know the real reason.

“Shut the fuck up.” His voice echoed in the suddenly emtpy room. “It’s nothing and you know it. Winners can visit Hell, remember that? Angel and Pentious just came from there. And Sera never had problems with them talking to Lucifer! It’ll be fine! I can see him. It’s no big deal. I just… Have to wait a little. Yeah. Yep. It’s probably because I’m new here.” He sat down in his bed.

But no words were enough to shut that shitty voice off. Seriously, why was he worrying about this that much? It was Lucifer! He’d find a way even if he wasn’t allowed. Which… Was sometimes trouble-bringing but still cute.

Cheap excuses, still lying to yourself, Adam. Why didn’t he told you about this happening then? He would if he knew you two would be able to keep in touch.

He shook his head and went for the light switch. He didn’t want an answer to that. No need.

He wanted to shut his conscious off so bad that he almost missed the small letter on his nightstand. It was red with golden accents, clearly a hellmade one. He took it in his hands and began eyeing it with a small curiosity. Then it hit him.

Hellmade.

He gripped it, almost ripping it off as he desperately wanted to reach the letter inside. Dammit this would be much easier if he still had his claws!

When he finally got rid of that goddamn paper, he quickly began reading. Finally some real explanation.

He smiled briefly when he recognized the handwriting.

To my dear Adam,

As I write this, Angel’s standing at my side. He knows this is a love letter but he’s still sneaking peeks. Honestly, I’m still wondering what Husk sees in him.

That said, he did gave me his word that he’d deliver this letter to you. He says he owes me, for the time I took care of that mothman for him.

You must be really, really confused right now. I’m sorry that I didn’t told you about this happening, I was afraid you’d hate me because I knew it for weeks now. Please forgive me. It was just… Hard to let go of the best thing in my life. But I’m not regretting it.

I can’t write much, heck it would cost me lots of pages if I tried to, but I want you to know I’m so glad you made it, little lamb. I bet you look awesome as an angel.

Love you,

Lucifer.

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Yeaaaahhhh something from the middle of my recent work. Just gonna drop it here since it’s nowhere near done.

Is this good? I hope so.

[inkedobsidian]

~ Silver Lining ~

prompt: #50 “This is gonna hurt”

requested by anon

summary: Y/N is a nurse that stitches Soo Yeol after he gets stabbed on the bridge.

pairing: Nurse!Y/N x Ryu Su-Yeol

warnings: violence, blood

word count: 1,368

a/n: Requests are open! Prompt list is there if you guys want extra ideas

Master-List - Prompts

Su-Yeol's eyes adjusted to the painfully bright lights of the hospital and it was a painful contrast to the darkness he passed out in. As he stirred and tried to get himself up a nurse quickly rushed over to him.

“Sir please get up slowly you've been badly hurt.” All he could hear was the voice his eyes hadn't even focused yet all he could see was light. He mumbled an agreement and closed his eyes wincing the light still being too bright. He felt her hands on his back and arm as she lays him back down and he had to try not to shiver at how light her touch was. Then he felt the top half of the bed raise up helping him sit up.

“Is it too bright for you?” The voice said again. He noticed that she spoke softly to not shock him by the sudden noise. He just nodded slightly his head still hurting from the collision. He heard some rustle and then she mumbled a quick ‘I'll be back’ not that he could go anyway anyway. However she was back as quick as she left.

“So I have to take your vitals to check for a concussion but I can do that after I clean you up so I've got you a sleep mask for now and I'm gonna give you some pain meds that should kick in before I have to shine an obnoxious light in your eyes.” She laughed as she spoke trying to make the situation less stressful. Su-Yeol nodded to her statement and tried to hide the smile as well. Then he felt her hands comb through his hair placing the mask over his eyes gently.

“So my name is Y/N I'm a nurse you were dropped off at the hospital after being in an accident. Can you squeeze my hand if you understand” She placed her hand gently in his open hand the touch almost making him flinch. As he squeezed her arm he felt a shooting pain up the inside of his arm making him flinch backwards into the bed. All he felt was a cool gentle hand on his bare upper arm keeping him steady so he didn’t fall. If the stab wound didn’t kill him the cardiac arrest might.

“All right, you’re ok I’ve got you. Lay back down and I’ll clean and dress your wounds like this. This is gonna hurt.” The same calming voice kept calling out to him in the darkness.

“More than getting stabbed?” He managed to finally crack out a joke but it sounded more like a croak. He did hear her let out a laugh at the comment and a hmm in amusement. He let himself relax into the bed fazing in and out as the pain meds kicked in. The cleaning process jolted him in and out of sleep as he had the sharp alcohol hit the wounds but the soft hands that slowly put all the dressings on him. He could’ve fallen asleep right there and forgotten about everything…

“RISSSEEEE AND SHINEEEE”

An abrupt way to wake up honestly. Su-Yeol must have fallen asleep because the next thing he knows there is K screaming in his ear like an obnoxious alarm clock. Despite the state of his body the noise was enough to shock Su-Yeol into sitting straight up in his bed. As he did he grunted out in pain holding his side as if he’d only just remembered. He scrambled to take his blindfold off his eyes once again adapting to the harsh light but faster than the first time.

“What is wrong with you?!” Su-Yeol whisper shouts to K still reeling from the pain of shooting up in bed. K only replied by giving Su-Yeol a stupid eyebrow dance while motioning for Su-Yeol to look to his right. He let his whole face drop in annoyance at the situation of being abruptly woken up but that didn’t change the look on K’s face, he was keeping up the stupid eyebrow dance. In what felt like hours but was actually only about 2 seconds the curtain that was coving Su-Yeol is opened and his head snapped to the sound.

Y/N quietly opened the curtain quietly just in case the patient was asleep but when she slowly turned around to find him sat straight up in bed staring at her she jumped in her spot. After seeing that Su-Yeol immediately dropped the death glare and posture to apologise. Y/N just laughed him off kindly with a wave of her hand, being a ER nurse she has had weirder experiences.

“How are you feeling?” She spoke as she took a few steps meeting him at the end of the bed. She did a quick visual glance over his face and upper body and he had to move his eyeline from looking at her but unfortunately that meant his eyes met K’s who was doing… you guessed it, the stupid eyebrow dance. He really couldn’t win.

“Not a problem.” He says trying to remain cool but blew it when he tried to shift and grunted in pain. She took a half step back and laughed at his attempt to keep his cool.

“I just have to do a quick test check your eyes reactions see if there’s a possible head injury, are you ok with a bright light now?” He gave a nod in reply and Y/N spoke calmly through explaining what she needed to do. She sat on a chair parallel in front of him and placed herself just in front of him so she could get close enough to see his pupil.

“Alrightly easy one starts with looking in the different directions ok?” The calming voice and the lights could’ve put Su-Yeol to sleep on another day. Looking up and down was easy just bright, however each time he looked left or right K would be there in an outlandish pose doing the same eyebrow dance.

“And now I just need you to look at my nose.” He was trying to not focus on the fact that every time she spoke she was so close to him it was almost a whisper. It almost ached him when she pulled back and rolled slightly backwards in her chair. However the minute his eyes came into focus he wasn’t sad anymore as he finally got to see her.

“Wonderful, you did great. The doctor and police will be round soon to talk to you properly but until then.” She nodded and stood up to leave. Su-Yeol then had to endure hours of K singing every nursery rhyme he could think off. Like a crappy sappy greatest hits. Su-Yeol was almost itching to get out of the hospital by day 2 but he was also itching to try and see Y/N again. He hadn’t seen her after that day and he was about to be discharged.

Then finally of course the day he is supposed to be discharged. Thankfully Gyeong-Tae had bought him new clothes so this time he didn’t look like he’d just been jumped. It was like the heavens were shining on him because he didn’t even have to approach her she came up to him.

“Look at you, glowing already!” She said smiling, she was clearly walking by and commenting in passing but it was enough for him, as she was just about to pass him he turned on the spot to talk to her as she walked away.

“See you around?” He said it almost as an invitation. She just smiled back at him.

“Don’t go getting hurt on purpose.” She still tries to minimise her laugh as she waved walking by he nearly goes to sign himself back into the hospital for heart palpatations.

“I’d need you on speed dial.” That was enough to make her actually laugh. She gave a joking nod in agreement and nodded a goodbye as she rounded into the elevator. That reaction was enough to make Su-Yeol leave his card with reception. Hopefully he wouldn’t have to get hurt to see her again but how much pain do you really have to be in to go to the ER?

[brotherwtf]

Hello, me again! I love your writing too much to not request another drabble. I was writing a poem and i thought this little part was so very clegan:

Or maybe i should cut out my heart for you?

Give you the thing i always wanted you to have,

my life, my heart, my love.

And maybe I'd ask you to eat it.

And maybe you'd do it.

And maybe, finally, would you feel the love i felt for you.

I still feel for you,

I forever will feel for you.

I'll give this totally to your hands, but i see some angst and some really bad longing here (and maybe slight cannibalistic implications??). Anyway, don't write anything that'd make you uncomfortable and i hope me sending this ask is also okay.

omg poetry? this fandom is honestly so talented I love it so much. thank you for the ask!

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And the whole time, Gale can only watch as John dances with her, wishing oh so desperately that it was him in John's strong arms. Under his strong gaze, able to lean up and kiss him; feel the tickle of his mustache on his upper lip. Feel the heat of his body and hold him close.

He wishes some of that heat would seep into Gale's skin, furrow into his bones and keep him warm forever. The warmth of John's smile alone would be able to fill Gale's cold heart; would be able to fill something deep inside him that he's missing.

He feels like he's starving, wants to devour John until they are one. Maybe wants John to devour him instead, so that Gale will forever be his. Maybe then John will understand how deep his devotion runs. Maybe Gale wishes he could cleave John open, tie their veins together until they are bleeding the same blood. Furrow deep in the cavern of his heart and stay there. Maybe then John will understand the depth of his devotion, his love.

He'll lay down his life, bleed until he can't bleed anymore, hurt, maim, murder, until John looks in his direction.

But now, John is looking towards him, eyes dark with something Gale can't quite place. Hands still splayed across her waist and smiling something so bright that Gale feels as if he was burning. His skin tingles and his heart clenches, and maybe being a burning ball in the sky would feel better than whatever this was. Longing, yearning, desperate for something he can never have.

The air is cool outside when he bursts from the pub. He couldn't stand it, his heart couldn't take watching John and not being able to touch, to kiss, to take.

John always finds him. No matter how far Gale runs, he'll always run to him. John runs to him now, grabbing his arm and Gale flinches like he's been burned. The heat is far too much, burns like an iron, but Gale can't take his arm away from the heat.

Asks him what's wrong, Gale says he's fine, John doesn't believe him. It's their dance, practiced and rehearsed until it comes out seamlessly. Every night in the pub ends like this.

The night usually doesn't end with John's lips on Gale's, tender and too much and not enough at the same time. His heart leaps, pushes against his chest, begging to jump into John's hands. And Gale will let John have his heart, it was always his anyway.

And maybe he can't scratch into John's skin, but he can rip open the buttons of his uniform instead, feel the heat of his chest and the steady movement of breaths beneath his fingers.

And maybe that's enough for Gale, for now.

omg I've been wanting to write some kind of dark/cannibalistic themes for a little while now but have never gotten the opportunity, thank you so much for the ask!! and don't be afraid to send asks with some dark themes!! I honestly love them :))

[cxr0lo1]

the animal is trapped. III

" the stash is gone!" carol spat out before kicking the shelve once again.her face was red i could almost feel the heat of anger coming out of her body " carol calm down, we need to be strategic" frieda groaned as i just stood there in complete shock " no what we need to do is teach those d block bitches a lesson! show them they cant fuck with us." carol curled her upper lip slightly before she glanced at me than shot her eyes back to frieda the second she said " agreed, but shoot a deer in the gut, you wind up chasing it down for days. shoot it in the heart? you're eating venison by dinner." i saw carol pause before chuckling and grinning " frieda, meeting you was the luckiest day i had since i found that fifty dollar bill on the bathroom floor of dairy queen." carol left as frieda stood there with a slight mischievous smirk on her face. i dont know but i had a gut feeling that frieda was lying about something but i couldn't figure what it was.

a day has passed since that happened and it was the kickball game today. i was standing a bit far from the field watching d block playing but i took a look at barbara, it was my first time seeing her and honestly i was a bit impressed with how tall she was, that would explain why carol is also tall. my eyes drifted to carol seeing her smoke and look around, probably searching for frieda since from what i know carol and frieda were planning an attack on d block but i didnt wanna be in it or in the kickball game so i just stood there watching from afar. i dont know if it was carol or im the problem but watching carol smoking while shes clearly pissed made my heart flatter.i was drifting away with my thoughts until i heard carol yell while holding a shiv up.before i knew it i saw c block running over barb and her block to attack them and jesus i was honestly glad i stayed out of this. a loud groan left my mouth when a girl from d block landed a punch to my stomach which made me hold my stoamch and quickly turn to her " fuck off you little shit! fucking hell" i spat out before punching her straight on the nose as i scoff before walking inside. stopping my tracks when i hear carol yelling " frieda!!" i turned around before shaking my head and walking back to the cell.

30 minutes has passed as i was just sitting on the top bunk with my whole thoughts running around carol. what if she got sent to shu? what if she was hurt or worse, maybe even dead. fuck i should've stayed out there with them. i look up quickly the second i saw carol walk in with her face red and her hands in fists shaking to her sides from anger "carol?..whats happened out there are you alright?" i furrow my brows as carol just ignored me and sat on her bunk. i was gonna ask again until i heard carol growl and yell at the same time as she threw her glasses across the cell. i quickly climbed down the bunk before grabbing her glasses and checking if they were broken as i look back at carol who seemed like had..tears? in her eyes, i kneeled down in front of her with a concered face " whats going?..and where is frieda?" i questioned as carol quickly looked at me with her jaw clenched " it was frieda! she fucking sold me,she ratted on me and i got 30 years added to my sentance while shes being fucking transfered to minimum!" carol spat out as my eyes widened a bit,carol arched her neck as she squeezed her eyes to hopefully hold back her tears but instead i saw her tear rolling down her cheek. i felt my heart aching as i immediatly sat next to her and pulled her into my arms "dont fucking touch me." she growled but instead i tightened my arms around her. "stop fighting care..just let it go" i said as she tried to get off my grip until i felt her stop all of a sudden i felt her body shaking, i look down at her head that was hidden in my shoulder. she was crying on my shoulder, all i could do was hold her while rubbing her back gently since i didnt know what to do. this is my first time seeing carol or even show any emotion rather than anger and disgust, it was even more surprising to me when she was crying in front of me i could tell she reached her breaking point the second she started sobbing on my shoulder while trying her best to stay quiet. " i promise..we're show her carol,gonna show her that she cant mess with you. i'll do whatever it takes." i whispered while rubbing her back. i didnt get a response instead i felt her squeeze my waist a little while shes beggining to calm down slowly, she pulled away as she wiped her tears immeditaly and got up making her way out the cell.i just sat there with a small frown on my face

frieda clearly broke her,they seemed so close and everyone here could see how close they were i dont how it was so easy for frieda to betray carol when shes the only one that carol trusted with her whole life and at the end she just betrays her so she can go to minimum. i let out a sigh as after 10 minutes of thinking i finally got up and made my way to the bathroom,stripping off my clothes as there was a bruise on my waist from the left due to that bitch in d block that punched me. i got under the shower with my eyes shutting when the warm water finally hit my skin, i needed to clear my mind from everything that happened today.

i gasp when someone pinned my shoulders to the wall as i quickly cover my body with my hands when i saw carol "whatever that happened back there, you forget it and pretend that it never fucking happened via." carol said with her jaw clenched as i sigh before nodding my head slowly "what even are you talking about?" i hum with my brows raised as carol nodded with a sneer " good." she pulled away as her eyes drifted down to my bare boobs when i put my arms down but i quickly put my arm over my boobs again,hearing her scoff before she left the bathroom.

********** 4 hours later **********

i havent seen carol play bridge today at all, she barely even left the cell she only stayed laid on her bunk with a magazine in her hand. not even the guards tried to bother her because like i mentioned everyone is afraid of her.tho honestly now that im in the same cell with her i dont find her scary,maybe sometimes when shes mad or pissed but other than that shes not really scary to me. i sighed as i walked back to the cell from the library with a bag in my hand,like i expected carol was laying on her bunk with an arm resting behind her head and her eyes glued to the magazine in her head. i left two knocks on the metal part of the bunk to get her attention as she just shot me a glare then looked baco at the magazine before saying "what?." i pursed my lips a bit before getting closer as i hand her the plastic bag that had a few jawbreakers and lollipops "here..im not used to seeing you without a jawbreaker or lollipop in your mouth" i said giving her a small smile as she raised her brows and sat up after putting the magazine aside

"aww..and you know i have a sweet tooth" she said sarcastically before reaching her hand inside the bag to grab a jawbreaker that soon found its way in her mouth "youre welcome?" i said with a raised brow as she just shot me another glare which made me press my lips togather and nod "alright nevermind then" i saw her smile so slightly,it was barely there but i swear i could see her smile somehow "oh and also..the girls are waiting for you to play bridge with them" i said as i peek my head out the cell to see them sitting at the table that carol always sits us, she nodded while sucking on her jawbreaker as she got up and walked outside making her way towards them.

after 15 minutes of just reading a stupid book i finally made my way out the cell and glances at carol with a small smile, i dont know why but it was good seeing carol playing bridge and boss around again.i sat with alex and piper again as piper said "okay what the actual fuck navia?" i furrow my brows as i look at her with my face full of questionmarks until i saw laugh probably at how confused i look " whats going on between you and carol? we barely saw you these two days and whenever we do see you you'd be in the cell with carol or library,oh my god.." she gasped as she leaned forward "are you two fucking?" i widen my eyes quickly shaking my head " no what the fuck! im just tryna help her forget what frieda do and also i've been thinking about how i could possibly hurt frieda like how she hurt carol but again frieda isnt even here anymore " i huff as i rest my chin on my palm "wait so yall good? like yall have a normal relationship?" i look at alex with a "seriously?" face expression as i tilt my head "yeah because i actually try to have a convorsation with her instead of being scared, imma have to be around her for 25 years yall expect me to be scared and not talk to her for all these years?" i said while sucking on a lollipop that was in my mouth as alex pursed her lips and shrugged "she has a point" i smile and nod before glancing at her "shes not even bad,you would get it if you were in the same cell" i said as she glanced at her as i quickly look away.

i spent about 15 minutes just yapping about random things with them until i got up to go to the cell and grab another lollipop. i walked out as she second i began walking back to them i stopped when i heard carol call out for me " hey via." i turned to look at her as i raise my brows " yeah?" i clear my throat as her eyes were focused on the cards in her hands " you ever played bridge before?" i parted my lips as i shook my head when she looked at me " no i find it a bit complicated" i shrug as she raised her brows before shooting a glare to the girl next to her who immeditally understood and got up, carol looked at me as she gastured her head to the spot next to her "come on,i'll teach ya." i look at piper and alex before nodding and sitting next to her leaving a small space between us, she showed me her cards while explaining the whole game to me " you just have to follow suit to the card led,basically play a card of the same suit. if you cant then you can use a trick" she spent about 10 minutes teaching me which i surprisingly understood,she shuffled all the cards before gesturing to the seat in front of here "go on..lets have a game of practice for you" i nodded and quickly sat there i played about 3 games with her which i won one and lost two "eh.. you're not so bad kid" she said with raised brows as a small smile formed on my lips "you're a good teacher,what can i say" i chuckle as i look at my cards "great,youre gonna be my new partner. gonna play bridge with me everyday." i nodded as i noticed her staring me again with that very small smile that anyone could barely see but again i swear it was still there.

later at night i was standing inside the cell while taking off my jumpsuit so i can put on that stupid but surprisngly comfortable sleeping clothes since i couldnt say it was a pajama " woah giving me a strip show?" i heard carol say while she sat on her bottom bunk as i roll my eyes with a small smile on my face " fuck off" i heard her chuckle as i felt my heart warming up a little when i saw her smirk, it wasnt mischevious so it made me grin a bit. i climbed onto the top bunk before laying down until i saw carol's head suddenly pop up in front of me which made me flinch a bit " hey..want one?" she raised her brow while holding a cigarette as i shook my head "i dont smoke and how did you even get a cigarette.." i raised a brow as she sneered and shrugged "y'know i have my ways..i can get whatever i want here" she chuckled and laid back down,i roll my eyes playfully before shutting my eyes " yeah yeah obviously..goodnight carol." i said as i curl up on the bunk as i heard no response from her except from the smell of the smoke. i ended up falling asleep after a few minutes of just thinking about how carol was actually being a bit sweet and a little gentle with me now.

i woke up due a magazine being thrown at me, i groan and sit up while holding my head as i look at carol "what? rather being yelled at by ginger or woken up due to a magazine hitting your head?" i roll my eyes before rubbing my eyes " you seriously asking me this?" she shrugged with a smirk as she walked out the cell which i also did to go to the bathroom. i stripped off my clothes to take a shower and brush my teeth,when i walked with a towel wrapped around my body i found carol standing by the sink while brushing her teeth as she looked at me before looking at my half exposed tits i roll my eyes before standing next to her as i brush my own teeth "so you gonna let me explore them?" she said as i raise my brows "thought you werent a dyke now you wanna explore my boobs?" she shrugged with a sneer before she left the bathroom.

i made my way to the cell after putting my jumpsuit back on while drying my hair with a towel. i pop a lollipop into my mouth until i felt someone suddenly pull ity out my mouth,the second i saw carol in front of me my brows raised a bit when she put it inside her own mouth mot even bothered that it was already in mine "i gave you a bagfull and yet you still decided to take that one?" i huff as she backed me up onto the wall " you got a problem with that?" i frown slightly before shaking my head a bit "well i mean it was my lollipop but whatever" she chuckled and leaned closer before she grabbed my chin "cmon..dont be such a fucking baby over a lollipop,you want it?" she pouted mockingly while holding the lollipop in front of me which caused me to roll my eyes " okay you know what..just fuck off" i huffed until she held my jaw and curled her upper lip a bit, i waited for her to say something as she looked down at my lips.the second i was gonna push her away i froze in my lips when she pressed her lips on mine.my heart started beating rapidly as her free hand squeezed my hip with her kiss getting a bit deeper when she saw no response from me. my breath hitched a bit as i wrap an arm around her neck before tilting my head slightly. the second i retuned the kiss she pulled away before whispering into my ear "whenever you think of talking to me like that again,remember this." she pulled away with a scoff as she walked out the cell leaving me speechless with a red face.

[silverynight]

By blood

<---Previous

Part XIII

They get to the inn quickly, well, Tanjirou does and Akaza gets inside through one of the windows to join him.

"Listen, I have something important to tell you–" Tanjirou has to stop mid sentence because Akaza pushes him gently towards the futon and kisses him on the cheek. "My Pillars–"

"Not now, Tanjirou, please," Akaza begs, grimacing at the mention of the hashira. "Not when I'm kissing you."

"But I thought you were hungry..." Tanjirou mumbles in confusion, only to feel his whole face like it's burning when the upper moon starts kissing his neck.

"I am starving," Akaza whispers into his skin, sighing before he begins to desperately unbutton his uniform.

"Wait," Tanjirou cups the demon's face, to make him stop and look at him. "You can bite my shoulder."

"But–"

"No, not my neck," the redhead insists, prompting Akaza to pout.

Still looking unhappy, Akaza nods before nuzzling against Tanjirou's cheek.

As usual, Akaza starts kissing Tanjirou's shoulder, like he used to do when he bit his thighs; it's ridiculous how obvious it is now that the upper moon was in love with him all this time.

Blushing to the tip of his ears, Tanjirou gasps when he feels lips against his chest; Akaza grins and takes the opportunity to kiss Tanjirou on the lips.

Now Akaza is completely on top of him; Tanjirou is not sure why, but now he feels like Akaza's hands on his waist are on fire... suddenly, Tanjirou is feeling warm...

He likes the sensation.

It doesn't hurt that much when Akaza finally sinks his teeth into his skin; Tanjirou even grabs Akaza by his pink hair because he feels like he needs something to hold onto.

Then a wave of pleasure follows as Akaza begins to lick the mark on Tanjirou's shoulder and then proceeds to kiss his way down towards one of Tanjirou's nipples; he doesn't recognize the moan that comes from his lips or even the way he arches against Akaza's body.

When he feels a tongue against it, Tanjirou pushes Akaza away.

"Wait. Wait. Slow. I want to take things slow." The redhead mumbles, trying not to look too flustered, even though he feels like he's burning inside. "You're courting me."

"This is part of the courtship," Akaza smirks, but he does move away. Although he lies next to Tanjirou and cuddles him.

"I don't believe you," Tanjirou chuckles, but he stops when he feels lips against his back.

"I want to leave a mark on your neck."

Tanjirou blushes to the tip of his ears before turning around and noticing that Akaza is just a few inches away from him. The upper moon smiles and leans to kiss the tip of Tanjirou's nose.

"Not... now. The Pillars are trying to get used to the idea of you courting me."

The smile vanishes from Akaza's face quickly.

"You told them."

"Yes, and they say it's alright as long it's what I want," Tanjirou can't help but smile because he's happy he'll get to be with the people he loves.

"I'm not going to lie, I was kinda hoping they would be against it so you'd choose to run away with me and live in the house I prepared for us and Nezuko."

"Akaza..."

"I know, I know," the upper moon whispers, kissing Tanjirou's lips again. "It's okay, I'm happy I get to be with you. As long as you don't leave me it's fine with me."

"I won't leave you."

"So I can pay you a visit at that place now?"

"Just let me talk about it with the Pillars and the butterfly girls. I don't want anyone to hurt you."

"Fine."

***

There's only one thing left to tell the hashira... and it has to do with the fresh bite mark on his shoulder.

He needs all the luck in the world at the moment or at least he feels like he does.

Expecting to find Aoi and the butterfly girls there, Tanjirou gets startled when he almost bumps into Kocho and Himejima.

He has the feeling that he's in trouble and he confirms it when the insect hashira frowns and crosses her arms over her chest; at least Himejima only looks worried.

"Hi."

"Tanjirou..."

"I know," he sighs. He honestly feels bad about the whole thing. "I should've told you I was going on a mission."

"We were worried," Himejima takes him by the haori and picks him up into a warm hug; Tanjirou likes it when he does that.

"I'm sorry," he says then. However, when the others arrive, because they do and they're upset too, he tells them the truth. "I didn't tell you because I thought you were going to refuse to let me go on a mission."

"Of course we would!" Shinazugawa frowns. "You were not ready!"

"I was and I'm perfectly fine now too so I'll go on another soon," Tanjirou retorts, watching as Tomioka is about to say something, probably against it. "I'm not asking for permission; even though we are dating and I love you all, I can perfectly choose for myself."

"You're right, Tanjirou," Rengoku says after a while, although the redhead can see he's a little bit concerned still. "But we'll worry anyway. At least let us keep you company on the next one. Just one of us."

"Yes, but you have to promise to behave around Akaza."

"Does he always appear when you go on a mission?" Iguro asks, clearly not pleased at all.

"Yes."

"Did you see him this time?" By the tone Uzui uses, it's obvious none of them have gotten used to the idea of Tanjirou hanging out with an upper moon.

"Yes, I did. He was thristy," the redhead says, ready to tell them about the bites. He needs to do it now, otherwise he'll never do it.

"What do you mean?" Tokito mumbles, clearly upset by the word.

There's a dangerous tension in the air. However, Tanjirou unfastens the first two buttons of his uniform to show them his shoulder.

This time is Rengoku the one who growls at the sight of it and Tanjirou has to blink a couple of times in order to process what's going on, however, the flame hashira ends up controlling himself.

"He didn't hurt me," Tanjirou says. "And I gave him permission. You already knew about me giving him blood."

"Yes, but it's still not easy for us," Kocho tries to explain. "The thought of you being so vulnerable around him is..."

"Upsetting," Kanroji finishes the sentence, looking not happy at all. It's almost like she's pouting.

"Before you knew about this," Tanjirou begins as the blush starts spreading from his cheeks towards his neck. "I didn't want you to find out what was going on..."

"So you used the bandages, we know about this part already," Uzui cuts in and even though he tries to appear nonchalant, he seems even more tense now.

All of them are. Part of Tanjirou wants to stop, but he knows he should say it.

"Yes, but you were getting suspicious and worried so I was trying to come up with another way to hide it from you," he continues, watching as Tomioka's expression turns into a desperate plea as he realizes he's not going to like what he's about to hear. "So he said he could bite my thighs instead. And he's been doing that... at least up to this point."

"I am going to break his neck."

The most concerning thing is that Shinazugawa doesn't yell this time, but Tanjirou can still feel rage coming from him. None of them say anything against that statement either.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt him."

"Does he usually kiss you before he bites you?" Kanroji asks and Tanjirou gets startled when he notices that her eye is twitching.

Turning completely red in seconds, Tanjirou nods, then he reminds himself Himejima is there with them too so he mumbles: "Yes."

"You know what?" Kocho says suddenly, smiling dangerously. "Tell him he can come here. One of us will be present whenever he's with you."

Then Tanjirou finally realizes why their scents changed that drastically... he finally knows which emotion smells so strongly.

They are jealous.

"Promise you won't hurt him."

There's an uncomfortable silence that lasts longer than Tanjirou would've liked.

"We won't kill him," Himejima says then, which is still concerning. Because he's not that happy either.

After thinking about it for a bit, Tanjirou decides that he's been unfair to his hashira so he thinks about doing something to make them feel better. He doesn't want them to think he cares more about Akaza because he loves them too.

"You can..." He stammers, face getting warmer with each second, he has to look away because he can't see them at the moment. "You can kiss my thighs too, if that's what you want."

It's ridiculous, Tanjirou regrets saying that immediately, he looks back at them to apologize or beg them to forget it when he realizes that they have been staring at him in a weird way; they're blushing hard and their mouths are open.

Their scents have changed too; they're sweet and yet spicy too somehow. Tanjirou is not sure what kind of emotion is that, but it's an intense one for sure.

"Yes! And I'll go first!" Tokito recovers quickly and despite his height and appearance, he carries Tanjirou in his arms like he weighs nothing.

"Can we give you hickeys too?" Rengoku asks, looking very enthusiastic out of the sudden.

"Soft bites, yes," Tanjirou stammers, covering his face with both hands.

They seem to have forgotten about Akaza at the moment, but now Tanjirou has the feeling that he got himself into a different kind of trouble.

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Held in the Arms of Another

Characters: Gorou (Lumine and Kokomi Mentioned (Reader is not Traveler))

Genre: Angst

Summary: The Vision Hunt Decree is finally over and your lover, Gorou, is finally back in your life- but things aren’t how you thought they would be…

Notes: A lil angsty fanfic I wrote for myself like a year ago that my lovely friend proof read! It was originally meant to have a happy ending but I never wrote a second part (gotta love good ol angst to fluff). but uhH- if enough people are actually interested, I might write a second part?? This is also posted on my AO3 (cynosfunnyjokes)!

With the Vision Hunt Decree and war finally being over, thanks to the dear Traveler and the group of people who helped alongside her, everything was finally calm. Everyone could now relax and life was able to continue on as it had before.

By default, you had assumed that Gorou, your lover, would be able to spend more time with you now to make up for the time that you both had lost to his position as General of the Watatsumi Army. During that time, he had prioritized everything else- which was fair, with people having their Visions stolen from them by the Raiden Shogun and then the whole issue with the Delusions- but that didn’t do much to deflect the slight pain you felt when he would scurry off in the early hours of the morning with a light peck on the lips and a quick mumble of, “I have to go see Her Excellency.” or anything along those lines.

Many nights were spent alone in a cold bed that was much too big for one person. His side of the bed would remain vacant until the early hours of the morning when he would finally step through the door…. If he would even show up. 

Sometimes, you would have to remind him to take care of himself- to rest when he was tired- and more often than not, it would lead to small arguments. By the end of the night, one of you was embraced in the other’s arms with a loose promise of trying to do better.

Then, one day, the mysterious Traveler showed up with her odd floating companion. The legendary Traveler, who had brought down a dragon to save Mondstadt and won a fight against a Fatui Harbinger, was now joining the Resistance to help take down the Shogun. You were grateful, really, you were, along with the other Inazumans that she had saved, but after everything settled…. Why was she still here? And why was Gorou all over her? Even with the extra free time, the hybrid was still barely at home.

Was he growing tired of you? 

The Traveler was far better- it was a fact that you couldn't deny. She was amazing at everything and hell, she was more attractive as well. With this thinking, you couldn’t find it in yourself to blame him for wanting to be around her more. Honestly, who wouldn’t?

Watching him leave early in the morning to follow Lumine like a lost puppy only to come home late at night when the moon was in its trek through the sky, it really hurt. Maybe this was his way of indirectly ending the relationship- by distancing himself almost completely. 

That thought alone almost had you in tears half of the time.

This went on for two weeks before you'd finally had enough. It was tearing your heart apart the more you saw your dear lover less and less. Would it kill him to spend a day with you? Apparently so.

Some days, he would rush off early before you would wake up. Today seemed to be one of those days.

The room was mostly dark, save for the small rays of sunlight peeking over the window sill, flooding a cold, and dim light. However the sun wasn’t what drew you from your slumber; it had been the sound of your lover clumsily pulling his clothes on. All that was visible to you was his back, tail softly swaying back and forth as he tugged on the armor that usually adorned his upper body. Sitting up with a yawn escaping your lips, you raised a hand to rub the grogginess from your eyes, as the other moved up, muffling the yawn.

Fluffy ears twitching at the sound, Gorou whipped around, facing you with eyes wide in surprise. A nervous smile settled on his lips soon after. “Love?” His voice cut through the silence of the room like a knife, “Why are you up? Did I wake you?” One of his eyebrows quirked up as his head cocks to the side.

Oh, how you missed his voice. It was calming. Comforting. 

Instead of answering his question, your eyes shift to his, and your lips part to ask a question of your own. “Are you going out with Lumine again?” Even you were shocked at the coldness in your tone, although at this point, you were too tired to show it. You already knew the answer, but there was a lingering hope that you clung onto. The hope that maybe- just maybe- he would stay here with you instead. Finally.

A smile spreads across his face as he nods enthusiastically. “Yeah, I am!” He sighs as he turns to grab his gloves and accessories for his arms. Unfortunately, by doing so, he missed the crestfallen expression that shifted onto your face.

You could almost feel the shattered pieces of your heart piercing through your ribs like glass. 

The sound of Gorou getting ready hardly overruled the tension in the thick sound of silence. 

“Really?” The tone of your voice, so soft and sweet, but tainted with heartbreak, “You seem to always be with her as of late. It’s almost like you’re dating her instead.” Your eyes darted down to the blankets, not wanting to meet his anymore.

Gorou froze in his spot for a moment, visibly taken aback by your statement. He turned, facing you with confusion written on his face, “What do you mean?” His voice matched his expression. Had he not realized how much time he had been spending with the Traveler? Or was he playing innocent? Maybe he would deny it until he would finally end it with you. 

“Well, you’ve been spending so much time with Lumine. It’s almost like you’ve replaced me with her.” Your voice was wavy and full of hurt, but your gaze shifted back up to him regardless.

Something seemed to click in his head, his confused expression shifting into a blank look. “Are you...jealous?” He scoffed, almost in disbelief, “Y/n, you know how she saved us. Why are you- Why would you…” his voice got quieter as he trailed off, watching your expression shift to a sour one. He could see the tears welling up in those beautiful orbs that he adored so much, threatening to spill over.

"Y/n…" Your name left his lips, his voice was soft- completely different from the one he had just been using- as the realization set in. He lifts a hand, reaching out to touch you in hopes of comforting you, but you flinch away. Gorou’s heart all but shatters in his chest as his ears flatten slightly.

Defeated, you stood from where you had been sitting, and slipped your shoes on, not bothering to grab anything except for your vision, the elemental emblem lighting up as you grabbed it. 

“I..” your voice small, and shoulders drooped with tears falling freely now, “I should’ve figured you would respond that way. I’m not even sure why I tried.”

Gorou stood speechless as he watched you open the door with shaking hands, “Hey!” His voice cracked, “No, no, wai-!” The door slams shut, cutting him off. All he could do was stand there as the quick and steady sound of your footsteps began to fade away.

He was left alone, in the silence of the room.

[atmilliways]

Wrong On The Money (26)

part 26 of ?? | 930 words | Teen+

Blackmail fic on Ao3 | on tumblr

Summary:

Eddie pretends to be asleep while Lucas is there, and of course a paladin’s first questions on waking would be to make sure everyone else is okay. Their entire conversation makes him feel like a cockroach.

I have, let's see... about 17k total of this written, and about 14k of it posted so far. I'm also on a work trip for the next couple days, so I'm going to focus on writing for a bit rather than posting. Honestly, I didn't expect this concept to take off the way it did? But I'm bad at keeping things short these days, so I'm not sure what I expected.

Anyway, please enjoy more of these two dummies working out their shit and I'll see y'all again on Thursday. ❤️

26.

Eddie pretends to be asleep while Lucas is there, and of course a paladin’s first questions on waking would be to make sure everyone else is okay. 

Their entire conversation makes him feel like a cockroach. But as much as he wishes he could slip off the bed and skitter away to lurk in a basement or something, he’d promised he would talk to Steve. Wayne isn’t often serious enough about something to ask for his word, but when he does, Eddie knows he means it.

So he waits until Lucas leaves, and a while longer to give Steve a moment. When he chances a look over, Steve catches the movement and jerks a hand away from where he'd been wiping his face.

“Hey there,” Eddie mumbles, already feeling like this is off to a bad start.

Steve blinks back at him with puffy, bloodshot eyes. “Hey.”

Even in a fucking hospital gown and with unwashed hair falling lank and greasy across his forehead, he still manages to look handsome. It should be illegal. It makes Eddie want to cradle his face in both hands and ask him where it hurts, but cockroaches don't have hands.

“So I, uh.” He can feel his face heating up. “I hear I owe you my life.”

The wince that flashes across Steve’s face is immediate . “You don’t. . . . You don’t owe me, man. It’s—I mean, does Dustin owe you?”

No. He probably owes Dustin, actually, for almost dying in his arms and traumatizing the shit out of him. But that’s not the point, and not something he wants to say to Steve right now, in this context.

“I started this wrong,” Eddie decides out loud. “Be kind, rewind?”

Steve raises both eyebrows at him. “In my experience, most people don’t,” he says, so deadpan that Eddie can’t contain a snort. 

And then he realizes, and it’s enough to shock a low laugh out of him. 

“Oh, man, you are good.” Eddie twirls some of his hair around a finger, pulling it across his mouth, and shakes his head in a kind of awe. “Do you even realize you’re doing it?”

“. . . What?”

With effort, Eddie reaches the controls for the bed, slowly elevating his upper half, because it’s the closest he can get to turning to face the guy. “Deflecting. Not answering questions. Changing the subject. Call it what you will; as a practiced dissembler myself, I know it when I see it.” (. . . Eventually.)

Steve doesn’t answer right away. He looks down and plucks at his hospital gown as though only just noticing he’s wearing it, making a face. Careful and slow, he reaches for his own sides, feeling over where Eddie knows the bandages must be.

Watching, Eddie frowns. He wonders if the fever from the infection is spiking again, because Steve seems so distant all of a sudden. Should he call for a nurse or something?

Finally—“You guys needed that money more than I did, so don’t worry about it.”

The words come out sounding rushed and defensive, almost angry. Eddie doesn’t quite buy it, though. It’s like something is simmering underneath Steve’s skin, his whole body trembling as he continues.

“I gave it to you because I decided to,” Steve says. “It’s yours, end of story.”

“That’s. . . .” Eddie frowns, stomach plummeting. With Steve not looking at him, he can’t tell how he means it—and pity is better than feeling like a shitty person, but it isn’t great. “So. . . ." Mentally, he takes one step and there conclusions are. "So that was, what, charity? You heard about the Munsons’ terrible situation and decided to be the hero?”

This was why he had never intended to tell anyone, it had slipped out during Hellfire at the tail end of a long and horrible day. While at first Dustin caring so much had seemed touching, now occurs to him that maybe the kid just felt bad for him.

There’s a difference.

Poor Eddie Munson, in the sense of both luck and socio-economic status; it’s a shame about what’s left of his family. Better save those financially irresponsible incompetents from their problems, because no way Eddie the Freak can pay the bills when he can't even pass high school.

And shit, the idea stings more than it has any reason to, but what else is he supposed to think? What the hell other motivation could Steve Harrington have? If there’s anything Eddie has learned lately, it’s that Steve is a better person than he is. It’s not an accusation to call someone on their superiority when they clearly are better—

“No,” Steve insists, so forceful that it interrupts the runaway train of thought. His eyes finally snap up to Eddie’s. “What the hell, man, you think I care about that bullshit? Your uncle would’ve died without that money. I obviously didn’t die without it. I didn’t want to just let someone die, I’m not that guy anymore!”

. . . Anymore?

Steve’s eyes, Eddie realizes, are wide and fervent. Paladin, he remembers, and there’s that awful cockroach feeling again. Steve is breathing too fast. He looks like a little kid adrift alone at the county fair, trying to find his parents but scared he’s going to get in trouble for getting lost.

Eddie, his flash flood of self-conscious anger draining away as swiftly as it had come, has no idea what to do after stumbling onto a trauma land mine.Three years. Three years of this Upside Down shit and life-or-death responsibility on Steve's shoulders, and Eddie has already made a mess of things again in under three minutes.

[xxkitty13]

Vampire AU pt. 9

Vampire Law x Human Luffy

Previous -> Part 8

Luffy’s nostrils twitched at the aroma in the air. His eyes pop wide open as his stomach begins to grumble from the unknown smell. He rises from his slumber and finds himself sitting on a bed.

"Where am I?" he mumbles to himself.

He yawns, stretching his tight muscles and looks around the dark room. It seems to be the Royal Palace, did Doflamingo capture them? No, he won. Questions begin to pop in his mind as he sees another bed in front of him. A visible lump on the bed shifts underneath the blankets. It appears he's not alone.

Luffy removes the sheets over him and makes his way over to the other side of the room. Whoever is under the blankets is curled like a ball. He proceeds to remove the blanket and to his surprise, it’s Law. The vampire sleeps peacefully, hugging a pillow tightly.

"Torao," Luffy whispers, shaking his arm gently.

Law begins to open his eyelids, revealing his stunning golden orbs. His vision becomes more focused and his met with the grin of his mate.

"Mugi?" he groans, holding his head. "W-what happened?"

The younger pirate furrows his eyebrows, he too confused at the state they're in. "I dunno. I'm just glad to have my hat and that you're here with me," he smiles, pressing on his straw hat. Then, another random whiff of that delicious aroma goes under his nostrils once more, cranking his hunger. "Come on, get up. We have to find out what smells so good!"

He yanks the older's right arm, but Law cries out in pain.

"Ahh!" he screams.

Luffy immediately let's go and is shocked at the sudden wails from his mate. "Oh, sorry. . . I didn't mean to hurt you," guilt present in his voice.

Law grips on his upper arm, there's bandages, and blood is still fresh. His memories resurface from the day before. The whole fight with Doflamingo, he passed out during the battle, he swore he had died. Now, he's alive and his arm is reattached to his body. Most importantly, this mean Luffy defeated Doflamingo.

"M-my arm, how is it back on me?" he questions, looking at his mate.

"Oh, that. I found your crew and they stitched you right back up. I honestly thought you died on me there," he grins.

"How can you say that so lightly?" Law sighs, rolling his eyes.

The vampire removes his blanket and reveals the bandages that cover his body. He attempts to move his limbs, but his body feels like it has been in a wreck. "You have more injuries than me, how come you are up?"

Luffy only shrugs. "I guess I just a good night's sleep."

"Unbelievable,"— he sighs again— "you're truly remarkable Luffy-ya."

The younger blushes and scratches the back of his head. "Ya think so? I only won because of you."

"Don't make me laugh Mugi. That was all you. You're much stronger than me. . ." his voice mumbles at the end. He grips the bed sheets and looks out the window. "You know. . . I was supposed to be one saving you."

"What do you mean Torao? You're pretty strong too."

Frustrated, Law shifts his whole body to the side. "Y-you just don't get it."

Luffy looks concern and sits next to him, gently rubbing his stitched arm. He can feel his muscles tense under the bandages.

“Tell me. What’s wrong?”

Law looks at him by the corner of his eyes, hesitant to speak. Luffy goes to press on his arm, ever so gently, darkening his gaze. The tension in the room rises as the silence continues. Then, Law finally breaks the silence.

“I-I wanted to be the one to protect you,”— he lowers his head— “not the other way around.”

The grip loosens on the vampire’s arm.

“Torao, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

A small huff comes out of the vampire’s mouth. He grits his teeth, displeased at the reality of the situation. The truth is, he is angry that he is weaker than his mate; after all, he is the “dom.”

“Stop sulking,” his young mate pouts.

“You would you still be with me if I’m weak?”

Luffy rolls his eyes and swiftly embraces the older in his arms. Law winces at the sudden rough touch, his body sore from the previous beating. He avoids the human’s gaze, still ashamed at the predicament, but Luffy cusps his face. They lock eyes, one pair showing devoting love and the other beaming with self-loathing.

“We’re not doing this again.” Luffy kisses the tears unbeknownst to Law. The vampire quickly wipes them off, but the human stops him. “It’s okay to be weak. I will always love you. You shouldn’t be ashamed, even if I am stronger, I will always submit to you,” he says softly, pecking Law’s lips.

Luffy gives him a small smile. "Though, I'm not sure we have the same definition of submitting," he chuckles slightly.

The vampire scoffs with a giggle. "You sure about that?"

"Well, at the moment you can barely move. So, who do you think is in control?" he teases. Law tries to move his arm to grab Luffy's throat, but a sharp pain stops him.

Luffy laughs at his failed attempt. "See. Anyway, let's get going, I'm starving." He dashes out the room with his damsel in distress and follows the lingering scent.

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The scrumptious aroma that intrigued Luffy happened to be a banquet made for their crews' bravery. The king of Dressrosa wanted to feed his saviors. Local cuisines filled the tabletop alongside with high-quality aged wines and other non-alcoholic beverages.

Luffy was angry at first, that no one woke him up to enjoy the food the king has offered. That feeling quickly faded once Sanji showed him the large T-bone steak and various meats cooked to perfection. Everyone ate, laughed, drank, and some shed a few tears. At the end of the banquet, everyone began to disperse to walk off the huge meal they ate. Luffy rubbed his enlarged belly and was about to grab the last cookie on the platter when someone called his name.

“Luffy-ya, follow me," Law whispered from behind.

The straw hat whipped his head, dropping the cookie back on the platter. “Huh, where to?”

“There’s something I want to show you.”

“Oh, okay!” He gets up from his chair and happily follows after the vampire. "Wait, can you walk on your own?"

"I'm fine, let's go before someone bothers us."

The two men leave the dining hall and exit to the large hallways of the palace. Law leads Luffy to the lower levels, going deeper and deeper into the non-populated sections. After going through multiple turns and descends, Law stops in front of a red door.

"We're here."

Law twists the doorknob and opens the strange door, it creaks, revealing a dim-lit room. Something about this felt like DeJa'Vu to Luffy, almost like he experienced this before. He brushed the feeling off and stepped inside. Once inside, candles lit around the area showing rows of books on shelves.

“So, what is this place?” Luffy cocks his head, eyes trailing to the intricate designs of the shelves and surrounding furniture.

“This is Doflamingo’s side of the castle. He renovated the place to add a sense of home. I guess the celestial dragons had a dark taste in architecture.”

“You mean vampirey?”

“Yes, that. I hate to admit it, but the dark vibe is comforting. I’ve only been here a few times. . . I wonder if he still has that room. . .”

"What room?"

The vampire dismisses the question. "Don't worry about it. I think it's too obscene for what I'm planning. . ." Silence follows shortly after. Recollecting his thoughts, Law walks up to one of the bookshelves. “I used to read here. There are so many books about the human body.”

Luffy takes a peek at the book Law holds open. "Oh. . ." His eyes focused on the sketched drawing of the human heart and its realistic dissection.

"The human body is beautiful, isn't it Mugi?" The vampire's golden eyes stare back at the human's dark ones. It is a tense feeling, making Luffy gulp.

Law closes the book and places it back on the shelf. “I grabbed these from the kitchen.” He pulls out a rectangular item from his jacket, a box of chocolates.

“They’re fine chocolates with cherry filling. I know you mentioned that you don’t like cherry pie, but this is different.”

“Hmm, that’s okay. I don’t think it should taste that bad.” Luff shrugs.

The vampire walks over to the middle of the small room where an antique chaise lounge couch is located at. Law goes to sit near the rolled arm of the black leather couch, patting the spot next to him. Getting the signal, Luffy follows after him and takes a seat at the old sofa. Law then hands him the box of chocolates and gets up to light the candles around them. When he returns, his mate has already devoured half the box.

Law smacks him. “Don’t eat them all!”

Luffy winces at the slight pain on his wrist and pouts, throwing the candy wrappers onto the floor.

"Don't make that face. Anyway, scoot closer," the vampire commands.

Law grabs one of the chocolates and unwraps it. He places it in his mouth, biting it in place. He moves his head forward and grabs Luffy by the back of his head, he pushes their heads together, feeding it to Luffy. The red filling ruptures inside their mouths, covering their tongues with the delicious taste of cherry. The kiss ends in a pop as both slurp the sugary treat down their throats.

Luffy is too stunned to move. Flustered by the action, his face reddens from the erotic kiss. Law only smirks at his reaction. He goes to wipe the small brown stain besides his mate's lower lip, his thumb runs over his pink lip, gently rubbing the smooth skin. Luffy doesn't break eye contact with him, his heart fluttering at every gesture.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" the vampire teases, cupping his face.

The younger shyly looks away, but Law quickly turns his head back. His half-lidded golden eyes spark a tingly sensation down Luffy's groin. The rapid blood rush is not unnoticed as Law gropes the growing bulge.

"Do you want another taste?" he sultry whispers, staring into his lovely doe eyes.

Luffy doesn't responds at first, hypnotized by his lustful gaze, but slowly nods his head as his answer. Law grabs another chocolate from the box and again places it between his teeth. He leans forward and pushes the candy inside Luffy's mouth. This time, the sticky filling runs down their lips, making a mess as it drips. Law licks any remaining syrup off his mate's face, making sure to leave his skin clean. Before Luffy could register anything else, Law shoves his tongue down his throat.

The vampire holds his head with both hands, pressing their faces firmly together. Their tongues swirl against each other, the soft muscles gliding smoothly across one another.

To caught up in the kiss, Law falls back, placing Luffy ontop of him. He grunts at the sudden weight; his injured body still tender from his fight. The kiss stops as Luffy becomes weary from the look of pain in Law's face.

"Are you okay, I should get off."

"No, it's fine,” he huffs out, holding Luffy in place. His hands run down to his hips, adjusting him on his crotch.

"I was thinking. . ."— he looks at him— "let's change it up for once."

Luffy raises his brows in curiosity. "Hmm, how come?"

"I want you to be on top of me tonight. After all, my body is not in the best condition to plow your fine ass," he says, smacking his bottom.

"Ride me. Your way."

Oh that sparked something devious inside of Luffy. He smirks. "My way?"— his weight presses against Law's crotch— "Fine, I'll make you regret that."

"Bring it on," Law taunts.

Luffy immediately lean over, dropping his torso over Law’s hard built abs. His face is only centimeters away from the older, enough for their lips to touch, but the boop of their noses impede it. Their breaths are heavy and warm, a cocky smiles plasters on the younger’s face.

He carefully avoids touching lips, sliding himself down to the vampire’s neck. A small peck is given near his Adam’s apple and more follow down to his chest. Luffy unbuttons the shirt as he works his way down his abdomen. He’s careful to avoid his injuries, trying not to mess with the bandages.

Law tightens his core, loving the fluttering touch of his mate’s pretty lips on his skin. The wet kisses trail down further, closing in on his navel and soon, dangerously close to his v-line. The hair underneath Law's bellybutton tickle Luffy's lips, the soft fluff of hair guides him to the seam of the pants. Using his mouth, Luffy unbuttons the pants and drags the zipper down, revealing the boxers underneath.

The bulge under the cotton cloth is ready to pop. With a seductive look, Luffy looks at Law for a brief moment and dives back down, bitting the seam of the boxers. He pulls them down in a swift movement and the erect member springs right out. The cold air makes the vampire hitch.

"Oh, squeamish aren't you?" Luffy chuckles.

"S-shut up and suck me already." Law grabs the back of his head and attempts to push him down, but Luffy doesn't budge.

The younger ticks his tongue and shakes his head in disappointment. "I thought we were doing this my way." He looks at him, with a cunning grin, and wraps his hand around veiny member. The vampire groans as the grip tightens around his needy shaft. "You're too injured to fight back. This will be fun, wouldn't it?"

Law continued to breathe heavily. Cleary, he has made a mistake. The tone of his lover's voice hints of a suspicious plan. Whatever it is, he knows he is not ready for it.

Satisfied by the vampire's submission, Luffy proceeds to slowly jerk him off.

The vampire knew he was toying with him. He bites his lip, watching the human play with his dry and painful erection. "Luffy-ya," he huffs in desperation.

Luffy rolls his eyes. "You can't wait, huh? Fine, I'll give you what you want."

Holding the shaft steady, he nears his face to the glistening pink tip. His tongue steadily slides over the pre-cum layer on the small slit. Law becomes tense at the touch as his dick begins to pulsate. The teasing continues with every kitten lick over the oozing slit. Law's flushed face turns Luffy on, making him eager to take more of his needy erection.

Having enough of the little game, Luffy suddenly bobbles down on the enlarged cock.

"Oh fuck," Law moans out, dropping his head back.

When it came to giving head, Luffy is another level. His unfathomable hunger has no limits, he takes him whole, leaving no area untouched. It was incredible, feeling his cock hit the deepest part of his mate's throat. In all honesty, he could cum at any given moment, but that would only ruin the fun. Though, Luffy is making it hard to resist.

Luffy fondles his balls as his mouth works it magic. His tongue glides past his thick veins and around the shaft. He holds back his tears, to the point where he stretches his throat to take in more the girthy dick. One could say he was cheating, but why make it harder on yourself. He continues to suck the throbbing cock, making sure to jerk him off at the base while simultaneously deep throating him.

"Luffy, oh— don't stop."

The vampire's moans were music to his ears. Hearing his deep and pleading voice sent an electric flutter in his stomach and into his lower region.

His loud slurps fill the room as he makes a mess, saliva pooling at the bottom of the dick. Law loved the sloppy mess that he would leave, beautifully lubricating his erection. Each bob tightens his core, being sent to a blissful state when his tip touched the back of his throat. It's to the point where the feeling becomes unbearable, and a wrenching buildup arises.

Law's breaths are more profound than before. His mind is gone, only thinking about the pleasurable state that he is in. Luffy bobs his head faster, knowing that Law's orgasm is close. He works diligently, taking his member whole. Many would think that it is a tiring task, but to him, it was a game. To see how long it would take for his lover to paint his tongue clear white. He loved every second of it, the taste of his salty skin, the girth, the gagging feeling in his throat, and most importantly, the screaming of his name.

Shortly after, Law takes a deep breath in and tries to thrust in his mouth. He wines, calling out his name as he spills his cum into his abused mouth. Luffy has won his little game, and is satisfied with his prize.

"Luffy,"— Law pants— "I-I think I'm done."

The human wipes his mouth, already finished swallowing his seed, and gives him a malicious smile. "Done? We're just getting started."

"Wh-"

Before the vampire could speak, Luffy pounced on him and attacked his chapped lips. The kiss deepens, the two entangling themselves, feeling up on one another. Luffy breaks free from the surprise kiss, a trail of saliva still connecting each other, and takes a moment to breathe. He gives him a smug look, wiping his mouth, and chuckles.

Law is taken aback and doesn't mutter a word. Luffy sits on his torso, careful not to sit on his wounds, and looks behind him. The erect member stands proudly behind his ass, Luffy slowly pushes himself against it, smiling back at him.

"So that was your plan, huh?" he hitches.

Luffy smiles. "Maybe."

He then proceeds to slide back, almost crushing the soft genital, enough for Law to wince at the slight pain.

"Careful, that hurts you know."

The younger only laughs. "Yeah, yeah, you'll be alright." He stops and sits right before the member. His hands make way to his shorts and slides them down his legs, along with his briefs.

His own cock stands up, just grazing over Law's. The feeling is soothing, both of their blood-filled erections touching, it only agitated them more. Not wanting to wait any longer, Luffy lifts himself with his legs, aligning himself over Law's aching cock. Though he is not prepped, his devil fruit helps him with that issue. Now over the member, Luffy slowly lets himself sink onto Law's thick cock.

"Fuck—" Law throws his head back, tightly grabbing onto Luffy's thighs, feeling himself be sucked in. Due to his devil fruit, his grip and tightness were on another level. Law didn't know if he should feel blessed or not; regardless, the pleasure is immense.

Luffy finally sinks down to the base of the shaft to where his balls touch his bottom's skin. He lifts his ass up and immediately lets it go back down, not caring for his roughness. His hands trail to the vampire's biceps, holding them for support as he rides the hard cock. The feeling is amazing, having control on how hard the tip hits his g-spot, it is an electrifying sensation jolting through his body.

Law could only moan nonsense as he is fucked to oblivion. The tight hole takes him well, giving a nice pressure around his throbbing dick.

"Shit, you feel fucking amazing," Law moaned through pants, watching Luffy bounce on his thick cock.

Luffy was beginning to lose himself, as his own cock throbbed with pleasure. Each hit to his g-spot drove him crazy, wanting nothing more than to be filled with the vampire's hot seed. His eyes rolled back as his riding became sloppy. Law finally had the strength to take some sort of measure of the situation, using his grip on Luffy's hips to add assistance.

The vampire's hands trail to the human's ass, guiding him to ride his erection. The two match their breathing, loving the good fuck in the secluded room. Just the two of them, fucking to their hearts content. Law couldn't hold back and even through the pain, he bucked his hips up, hitting Luffy's g-spot hard.

"Ah—" Luffy yelps at the sudden force. His body falls forward, but he holds himself up over Law's shoulders. He stops riding him and let's Law fuck him to this own pace— fast.

Law plowed him well, making sure that his abused cock his milked by Luffy's tight ass. It was like a vacuum, the grip impeccable and strong. He feels his core tighten once more, knowing that he is about reach another orgasm. He holds Luffy dear, pulling his hair for their faces to meet. They kiss, moaning in each other's mouths.

Law pulls away for a moment, fastening his face and repeatedly moaning out, "I love you."

"I-I love you too," Luffy manages to say, cum spilling on Law’s chest,

With one more thrust, Law finally came, shooting his hot cum into the beaten hole. The exhausted human falls on top of the other, satisfied with the good fuck.

"I-I'm knocking out," Luffy wines.

Law, who is sucked dry, barely opens his eyes. "You're one to talk," he heaves, trying to clean the white liquid over his abdomen.

Luffy stretches his arm to grab a tissue from the other side of the room and hands it to Law. “Sorry about that, I couldn’t hold it back,” he mumbles, nuzzling his face on the crook of his neck,

Happily, Law embraces the smaller male, trailing his hands over his drowsy face. "Good night Mugi, sleep tight." He kisses his forehead and watches him drift to sleep.

He stays awake, hearing the soothing flicks of the candles in the room. Tomorrow they will depart once again. Another dangerous scheme lies ahead of them, maybe more life threatening than Doflamingo, but's that is future him problem. Right now, all he wants to do is to keep his little human in his arms.

[lovechrissturniolo]

>> part 1 here <<

part 2

Never in my dreams I could have imagined lying in Chris S. arms - naked - in my hotel room - talking randomly - after I just came all over his hand.

I couldn't even think about the situation I was in properly, otherwise I would've died from excitement.

"It was really cool to see you on stage with Sam earlier!" I said quietly.

Chris leaned on his forearm and looked down at me with a slight smirk on his lips, while I tried not to get lost in his beautiful blue eyes. "I love to be on stage honestly."

"I would be way to nervous to do that!"

"Well, I am nervous before but - once I'm out it feels like I belong there, you know what I mean?"

"Yes! And I could tell, you look very confident on stage, really!"

"Apparently I'm so confident today that I'm here now, - with you. This is definitely a first for me." he laughed, bit his lower lip and ran his hand trough his hair.

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We were still naked and I really couldn't help myself but burn from desire for more.

"I feel honored." I winked at him while I started stroking his upper body. "Can I make you feel good now?"

Chris swallowed and nodded when my hand wandered further down in his lap.

My arousal immediately went back to 100 % when I held his still hard cock in my hand.

I pushed him softly on his back and knelt between his legs to reach his member with my mouth.

While stroking his shaft I licked his tip with my tongue before I put my whole mouth over it.

"Fuck!" Chris groaned and pressed his head in the pillow.

I started slowly moving up and down and enjoyed listening to the moaning noises and muffeled words coming out of his mouth.

"feels so good"

"fuck your mouth"

"oh yes right there"

Soon he slightly pulled my head back to his and murmured breathless: "I need more."

Chris pulled me longingly on his mouth and placed me over his lap. "I wanna be inside you." he whimpered impatient. "Please..."

Turned on by his begging voice I couldn't hold back anymore.

I slowly lowered myself on his cock and it slit in easily from the wetness in my pussy.

"Oh my god!" I gasped when his full length was inside of me. "You're big..."

"Fuck you feel good!" he replied while I tried to get used to his big cock.

"You're so tight, fuck." he whimpered, squirming under me while he was desperate for me to move.

"Do I hurt you?" he breathed and looked in my eyes. I shook my head. "No, not at all. It feels amazing."

Slowly I started to ride him, placing my hands on his chest to find a rythm.

Chris closed his eyes and moaned with every movement I made.

"Chris, I can't hold back anymore." I whimpered while starting to move faster.

"Me neither." he gasped and immediately grabbed my hips and lead my movements.

"I need you to fucking ride me, fast!"

His greedy look almost made me go crazy from desire and while we stared in each others lustfull faces I rode him as deep as I could.

"Fuck, I'm already close." he murmured with a concentrated expression. "but I want you to come again..."

"I will!" I moaned being right on the edge.

"I feel you getting tighter." Chris groaned, biting his lip again.

"I'm gonna come, Chris!" I blurted out, still staring into his face.

"Fuck. Me too."

We climaxed at the same time before I crushed down on him from the almost painfull feeling of release.

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"Maybe we can go for another round later?" he smirked after we catched our breath.

"That would be great!" I replied smiling and cuddled up in his arm.

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[theonetruegnome]

Callum's home visit: Part 2

Munch entered the now open door, and immediately had the wind knocked out of him by Callum running up and squeezing him tight.

'Munch! It's good to see you man, I've missed you! How are you?' Munch laughs at his friend's clinginess, 'Callum, I saw you yesterday! I'm fine.'

'Alright, let the poor boy breathe Snugglepuss, he's not going anywhere!'

The weak voice reminded Munch that he was here to see Callum's father. He looked up and was immediately shocked by who the voice belonged to.

Mr Cuddlekit was a crimson cat, slightly shorter than his wife but no less accommodating and friendly. Like his son, his fur was always washed and tidy, though he could be a bit of a neat freak at times. Now though, he was almost unrecognisable and looked wildly uncomfortable. His right arm was in a sling, much of his body visible above the bedcovers was bandaged and he looked to have been burned in places, judging by the blackened fur patches polka-dotting his upper body.

Callum released his grip and stepped back to his father's bedside, lowered himself down and grabbed a hold of his hand.

'So, you ok Mr Cuddlekit?'

'Well, I won't lie to you by saying I feel perfect, but honestly, I've been hurt worse before. I just need a pair of gritted teeth and a good glass of scotch and I'd be all right by tomorrow! But, doctor's orders are bedrest and just taking it easy.'

'Too right! You work yourself too hard far too often John. In fact, I'd say this is probably doing you a world of good!'

'How did it happen?' Blurted out Munch. He immediately went beet red and added 'If you don't mind my asking...'

'Not at all Munch, not at all! Though I hardly think it's that exciting of a story. All that happened was that, ummm... Oh yes that was it! Lord Ponsonby was mucking around with a large sceptre, and all of a sudden it shot out a bolt, severed a rope, and a, um ahh... Oh what do you call them? I can never remember...'

Callum piped up, 'Chandelier?'

'Yes Callum! A chandelier came crashing down onto my head. Hurt like hell, but I survived. What in the world would I do without you Callum?' He leaned forward and kissed his son on the head with a large 'Mwah!' and Callum returned the favour by gently wrapping his arms around his dad and hugging him like a clingy koala.

Munch was suddenly remembered the box he had in his hands, the whole reason he came here. 'Oh yeah, Mr Cuddlekit, I made these for you to help make you feel better. I made a lot, so feel free to share them out to anybody who might be nearby, or anyone who might have skipped breakfast.' As he said it he handed over the box, which Callum eagerly helped his father in opening. Mr Cuddlekit pulled out one of the beautifully shaped biscuits and his face morphed into pure elation as he sank his teeth in. Munch once again felt the arms of Callum's mom around him, and this time turned to embrace her properly, squeezing the coral cat, trying to leech out from her body some of the sadness he had seen in her face earlier.

'Thank you so much Munchy, you really are such a sweet boy!' These words set his tail to wagging, and fairly soon the Candy-pink dog was waving goodbye to Callum and his mom, the former promising he would be out with the gang again tomorrow. GRRRRZBZZRT-

While he walked, MunchyPup began to think to himself. It really wasn't fair that Catnap's family had to go through that. I mean, It was a horrible accident, no family should! But it happening to a friend made it seem so much more real. He was always so quiet and thoughtful and... -BZZZT PHZDZZ- Munch stopped. He just had the weirdest sense of Deja vu... like when you forget why you walked into a room but only bigger... Oh well, he was probably just starting to feel the effects of hangriness. So, Munch raced home to begin preparing the likely metric tonne of food he would be consuming for his Lunch.

I FELL ASLEEP THREE TIMES WHILE WRITING THIS, IM GOING TO BED!