#i can barely touch it with like the point of my toes 😭

[chiistarri]

i would like to be tall enough so that my feet actually touch the floor when i sit on this stool

[sukunas-wife]

First, I adore your writing! It warms my soul 🫶🏽♥️

Second, I was wondering if you could do Sukuna x Reader w/ little Yuji asking his dad to help him make a gift for Y/N for Mother’s Day. I think it would be such a cute bonding time between them 💝

Please and thank you if you choose this 🤍

Tysm 🥹 it keeps me warm at night, So does my Sukuna plushie when I don’t knock him off the bed by accident 😭 but Yes! 🥺 I know Valentines isn’t close or far but 😫 The things I’d do for him and Yuji (as a son) on Valentine’s Day 😭😭 I wanna spoil both of them with love🥹 and maybe give Sukuna another kid 🤭

But I hope you like it Little Anon 🤍

“DDAAADDDD” Yuji came running into the living room crying running with a pair of plastic scissors almost impaling his dad. “What is brat?” Sukuna didn’t look too interested, laid back on the sofa, arms behind his head, eyes closed.

“My scissors won’t cut!” He made snipping motions on the paper he was using and sukuna barely opened an eye to watch. Yuji’s already teary eyes watered up as she trembled and sniffled. Sukuna closed his eyes, “Then fold it and tear it, you don’t need scissors to cut paper.”

There Yuji stood, laying the paper on his dads stomach. Sukuna opened his eyes watching how he was crinkling it while he tried to fold it. Failing and failing until he got it right, and tearing it apart slowly, “I did it!” Sukuna had a small smile, bringing a hand to ruffled Yuji’s hair “After half an hour.” Yuji pouted, “I gotta go!” He ran to his room again and sukuna was left with his hand flopping down dragging on the floor. “Hey!” He yelled after Yuji, Yuji popped his head out the door, “yeah?” “STOP RUNNING WITH THOSE DAMN SCISSORS!” “….Okay daddy!”

Sukuna closed his eyes leaning back, he could hear the tearing of paper before he started to nap. Then there was a really loud tear and he choked hearing Yuji’s small voice “damn it!”

“Pssst… psss… pss daddy.” He tried to swat away whatever was touching his face “ddadddyyyy are you awake?….. daddy?”

“What is it now Yuji?” Sukuna didn’t open his eyes. “I needa go…” “Yu.. you have the short toilet you can go if you need to..” “noooo daddy I need to go to the store!” Sukuna sat him with a huff, “alright let’s go. Go get dressed- are we taking the bike?” Yuji's eyes had stars while he looked up at his dad. “Yeah, we’re taking the bike cmon, get ready.” Yuji ran off to his room where Sukuna heard all the sounds of Yuji ripping open the clothes drawers. Grabbing his own jacket he got ready to go out into the cold.

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“Alright what are we looking for…” Sukuna received silence, “Yuji?” He snapped around and there was no Yuji. “Ah shit.”

There went Sukuna trying to speed walk around trying to find his son who he literally brought into the store a minute ago. Finally he found him, in the seasonal section stretching on his tippy toes to get a white tiger plushie that held a white and silver box with a costume glass pearl necklace and earrings. “…what are you doing…?” “Wan it for mommy.” He gave up looking down and pointing at the plushie. Sukuna sighed, “Why do you want it for mom brat it’s not her birthday.” “Because it’s white day daddy! I have to get something for mommy!” He threw his hands up like it was the most obvious thing, unbeknownst to him the entire world was coming crashing down on his dad at that moment.

“I..it’s what?” “White day Daddy! Now hurry, I need that bear!” He went back to jumping and trying to grab it before Sukuna grabbed it shoving it under his arm, and picking up Yuji stuffing him under his other arm, “We gotta hurry-“ Yuji bounced around under Sukuna’s arm while he ande his way to the register, “wait!” Sukuna came to a stop “what?!” “Can I get candy?” Yuji pointed at the candy aisle and Sukuna turned his side to the aisle so Yuji could get what he wanted, “okay… WAIT NO” he grabbed a second candy, “I’m ready.” Sukuna let out heh noise before rushing back to the register, “I gotta pick something up at the shops so we gotta be fast hold on.”

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Yuji was standing on a chair at the kitchen table looking at the white Box his dad picked up. “What’s inside?” Sukuna who was focusing on spilling the glitter Yuji wanted on his card was holding his breath to not blow everywhere. Finally he sat up taking a breath, “a gift for your mom, cmon, you wanted to put your hand on this card right?”

“Mhmm!” Yuji hummed running around the table to his dads side barely peeking over the edge, “got the paint?” … “mm…no, gotta find it” Yuji trailed after his dad on the way to his room where they started looking in the closet, in the toy box, under the bed. “Where’s y/n put everything???” Sukuna was knelt face pressed against the floor flashing under Yuji’s bed with his phone’s flash light.

“Oh oh! Top shelf! Mommy doesn’t let me touch the top shelf.” He watched his push a chair over the book shelf and jump in the chair grabbing a thin box, “I touch it anyways.” He smiled proudly and Sukuna just smirked “Oh you little devil mommy would be so disappointed to know her precious little boy plays with the paint when she’s not home.”

Yuji threw the box up, “Please don’t tell mommy! I’ll never do it again!” Sukuna laughed when Yuji started to tear up, “Don’t worry, as long as you don’t tell mommy we ran that red light earlier, grab em and let’s go.” Yuji nodded like he was on a mission, “Kay.”

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“Daddy you put your hand on first,” Sukuna sighed but pressed his hand into the Paper Yuji worked so hard to cut earlier. “Now let me see your hand Yu, gonna ink you up.”

Yuji laughed uncontrollably at the feeling of the brush on his fingers and palm which lead to Sukuna tickling him. Yuji was laughing until he turned red and started wheezing. Sukuna tried to brush Yuji’s hair back until he smudged him with paint. He cleared his throat to not laugh at Yuji, when he finally sat up catching his breath.. “My hands dry.”

Sukuna snickered, “alright, do it this time.” He carefully painted Yuji’s hand, guiding him to make the print right in the middle of Sukuna’s hand print. “Done!”

He turned to his dad in his lap and placed his hands on his cheeks squishing his face, “Thank you daddy, i love you.” Yuji was smiling, Sukuna smiled and nuzzled his nose against Yuji’s before pressing his lips to the top of his head making a dramatic muah sound making Yuji go “eewww” while laughing. Sukuna laughed while Yuji stared at his face, “I wanna look like daddy.” Which led to the two spending the next hour painting Yuji’s face to have the same inked lines his daddy did. 🥹

———

When you came home you found Sukuna and Yuji in the kitchen. Sukuna was telling Yuji about his “top secret” frying technique and Yuji was standing on a chair looking at the stove watching every move not wanting to miss anything. “mhm mhm” he had no idea what was going on while his dad was talking. You took their picture before Yuji finally turned around “Mommy!” He got so happy slowly sliding off the seat to run over to you, “Happy White day! We got you something!”

“Aww baby you didn’t have too.” Picking him up and kissing him all over he squealed in delight. Setting him down you walked over to Sukuna, he turned to kiss you when he felt you moving in to kiss his cheek. He had that smug smile when you smiled wrinkling your nose at him.

“Look, we made the bag too.” You watched Yuji’s little chubby legs and hands pop around the bag his face hidden behind the wrinkled tissue paper, “Aww its so pretty.” You took the bag from him, it was a white party bag in Yuji’s hand writing with gold marker “we lov you momy.” Covering your smile with your hand you looked at Yuji, “Did it all by myself.” Sukuna tsked “Sure ya did brat, went to the store too and used your whole five dollars too, hm?”

Yuji stuck his tongue out at his dad, “You didn’t give em back so I did pay!” You shook your head smiling when you opened the box, pulling out a white paper card, Sukuna moved closer resting his chin on your shoulder and Yuji pushed up a chair. The was Yuji’s handwriting “We lov you momy” and a wobbly drawn heart. Under it he wrote his name and Sukuna signed his name with a little note “I Love you more ;).” When you opened it it was so cute that you knew Yuji had to have forced Sukuna to do it. Sukuna’s hands were painted red in the shape of a heart, inside were yuji little hands painted white to make a smaller heart.

There was the note in Sukuna’s Handwriting, “These are my hands and with them I will take yours to have and to hold, to love and cherish till death do us part.”

Then there was Yuji’s cute little note, “I know you wipe some away, but these prints were made to stay, So keep them forever, a treasure they'll be, A special I LOVE YOU for you from me.”

The rest of the card was decorated in gold and silver glitters dots and squiggles. Little hand drawn hearts from Sukuna and Yuji. Most of the glitter ended up on the white tiger plushie Yuji ended up taking to sleep with that night 🥹😭

Later that night when Ryo and You were in the room getting ready to sleep when he spoke up. “Sorry we didn’t take you out anywhere fancy. Kinda lost track of time with everything going on…” he paused and you just turned to look at him, “It’s not an excuse but I did get you this.”

You walked over standing between his legs taking the white box from him. He hugged your waist pressing his face against your tummy, you rested your elbows on his shoulders and he heard your small laugh. “I think this was more for you then it was for me.”

You dropped the box next to him holding up the lingerie set. It was white satin with gold hip and shoulder straps covered in crystals. The back of the panties had been customised to say “Ryomen”, all topped off with one of those dramatic lacey robes with even more dramatic feathery cuffs and edges.

He smiled up at you from your tummy with lidded eyes, “maybe…” he kissed your tummy before squeezing your sides. You out a hand on his head brushing his hair back, he had that smug smile that gave you Yuji a few years ago, “So what do you say we really make this a white day?”

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[n3ptoonz]

Idk man, I think I’m gonna need to see you write how Raiden, Kenshi, Syzoth, Tomas, and Liu Kang behave when giving and receiving body worship 😏

oh...oh 😏

first half is bullet points and the second is blurbs bc my brain likes to stop working for some reason

suggestive, fluff elements under the cut, THIS WAS SO HARD TO FORMAT HOLY i'm sorry for taking so long!1!1?3? i hope this isn't ass🗿

When giving body worship:

Raiden

is nervous at first. so many things he wants to say, so many things he wants to do. you'd have to guide him at first but he quickly takes over as he gets the hang of it

he'd have you facing him because he wants to start from head to toe, taking extra time inspecting your face and kissing all over it

i can see him going as far as kneeling to get into what he likes about your lower body starting at your torso. if you have some type of tummy going on he's gonna sit there and knead at you like a cat (totally not self indulgent 😹)

Kenshi

makes it his mission. i'm referring back to my kenshi fic with this cause there's body worship in it

it don't matter what you look like or how secure/insecure you are in regards to your body, he's having you stand in front of a mirror and will shamelessly glide his soft tatted hands over the exact parts he adores

he praises you the entire time. physicality, personality, the things you do for him, how you've personally helped him and didn't realize, every. single. thing.

Syzoth

gets lost in the moment. i feel like he's a very emotional guy and lover to the point where he would prob almost cry (yall saw how fast he fell to his knees in the story) talking about the things he adores about you

don't even get him started on your body. he doesn't really understand the concept of body image, but he got the idea to worship yours because he found it so unique. like he's genuinely intrigued

expect him to leave bite barks on the places he likes the most, it's how his folks show love. his eyes would be sparkling and everything

Tomas

whispers sweet nothings. he LOVES giving body worship. he was always the kind of person who admired others quickly, and that especially included you

he's whispering/murmuring all types of cute things in your ear as you rock back in forth in his strong arms (lord god help me) whether you're facing him or not. "...to your lips, oh how i love your lips..." is definitely the cadence he's going for

it's actually pretty funny to think about him innocently talking about your body and innocently touching/grabbing at certain parts and then gets to like your ass and he's like "and this ass of yours...i could never grow tired of it." like 😭 what happened to pretty eyes mister?! (kidding you can say that again 😝)

Liu Kang

knows exactly what to do. If you're lying down, there's no part of your body that goes without a kiss. i mean literally no part of your body

he loves every single part of it, and he makes sure you understand that without a doubt. he'll make comments about almost everything

it surprises you sometimes how he's able to come up with such sentiments for something as simple as a knee or elbow, but it surely gets the job done

When receiving body worship:

Raiden is super shy. Whether you copy what he did or if it was for the first time and you gave him praise the whole time, he's a nervous wreck. It happened while you were straddling him and telling him how impressed you were with the work he put into his body, running your hands down his bare chest and peppering kisses all over him. The deep blush on his cheeks weren't nearly enough to tell you how much he appreciated you and your kind words.

Kenshi went from shy to letting his ego get fed a little bit. He values physical touch and quality time so much, and this was the perfect combination. He obviously wasn't expecting this, so at first he playfully brushed it off. Then once you started to really show and tell what you liked about him, you could see his eyebrow raise and the smirk on his face grow. He'd hold your face or hips while you did it, just to keep himself grounded and in the moment.

Syzoth didn't know what to do. He just...stood there. You could see the visible shock on his face, but clearly this was only because things like this didn't happen in the Zaterran world. Especially when you'd worship literally both forms, this is a newfound concept to him. Normally people are afraid of his natural form. But no, you showing love to all of him brought happy tears to his eyes.

Tomas was also very shy. He's confident in his abilities and clearly took the time to perfectly sculpt his own body for combat, but he never really thought about his own looks. So your intense focus and worship towards his physical appearance had him in awe. To the point of littering hickeys on the parts of his body nobody would be able to see but him made him all giddy and excited in and outside. In fact, he'd ask you to do this more often!

Liu Kang didn't really know how to respond at first. He appreciated your efforts, really. You decided to surprise him after you hadn't seen him in a while. He'd smile down at you using some of his techniques and kissing down his body starting from his forehead. Eventually he gets used to your way of showing affection and you'll physically see him melt under your touch.

[luffyvace]

dunno if you do shalnark x reader fics but i can barely find any of my silly goober so here i am asking 😭🙏

its chill if you don’t, dw about it, but i was wondering if you could do one of shalnark and like a closed off reader that he tries so desperately to open up to him. make it as fluffy or angsty as you want 🙏🙏🧎 WWW

UM YES I DO?! I LOVE OUR SILLY LITTLE NOT SO RUSSIAN HACKER⁉️💗💗

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA?! Why has no one thought of this?? Hcs are popping into my head as I TYPE THIS. I’m going to make it fluffy bc I’m a sucker for it 😊 thank you for requesting anon!! :)

(btw I don’t really do fics, just hcs, but I’ll write it in a sort of fic way as possible <3)

For these I’ll do reader who’s in phantom troupe or at least knows he’s in it

the reason for you being closed of may vary, you could naturally be like that or you could be scarred with trauma

who knows?

You.

in which I let you decide why you are the way you are :)

besides the point

shalnark really does do everything to get you to open up to him

every love language, every bribery possible, even light empty threats!

nothing.

You don’t crack a bit.

first is love languages:

“N/nnn why don’t you talk to me today??”

he came over to you and snuggled up close to you

you either turn away or completely ignore him

”come on now, I’m your boyfriend! Don’t you wanna talk to me??”

you attention doesn’t move at all from what you were doing

“Your so coldhearted towards me, don’t you care about me at all? Don’t you love me?” He pouts. He knows the answer. He just wants you to show it

”I’m in a dangerous criminal organization you know? I could die any second! Won’t you care??”

you don’t bat an eye

he chooses not to sigh and give up today

he playfully starts kissing you all over your face

hugging you tighter, caressing your hair

still nothing

i feel this is another reason he likes you

your a enigma to him

he doesn’t view you as a toy though—of course not! He loves you, but your so fascinating to him, you really know how to keep a man on his toes

he can’t figure out why you are the way you are and you won’t tell him

you accept his proposal to be his s/o but won’t say you love him? Won’t cuddle or kiss? His gifts collect dust?

this man hardly knew love in his childhood and now your still deriving him of it 😗

you may or may not know that and you may or may not feel guilty about it

but as for words of affs

”_____ I love you”

”…”

”I love you, _____”

”okay?..”

”your supposed to say it back!”

”I said okay”

”say you love me too!!”

”so what’s the troupes plans?”

”stop changing the subject!”

bro is never getting that I love you 🤦‍♀️

gifts??

”_____ I got you a gift!” *insert him handing you something you really love that he found out through hacking not from you*

“I don’t want it”

”liar! This is your favorite!! Just accept it ___”

“Put it on the table..”

*que shalnark dropping his shoulders with a dull look while tossing it on the table

he knows your never gonna touch it

or at least never let him see

as far as quality time that’s the one he gets away with the most

LOL

he could spend all day with you and you really wouldn’t say anything

following you around and such

the fact that you never do lets him know you do love him

eventually he figures it might be your love language

If someone in your past did this to you?

you can bet he tracked them down and gave them to feitan >:)

he didn’t tell him what they did tho he just said ‘hey here’s another victim’

now he’s not really a torture guy but we know he is somewhat apathetic himself

maybe even sadistic

either way he definitely watched this torture session

he wouldn’t want to miss out on the pain of the one(s) who hurt you

:)

he likely tells you afterwards to see your reaction

he could tell if it still traumatizes you based on that and if it is he tries extra hard to get you to open back up

if not he’s kinda back to square one..

About the light threats

he’d threaten to reveal embarrassing moments and secrets of yours if you don’t give him a kiss in the next 24 hours

the first time he did this you glared thinking he would

but after you found out it was empty you ignored all other threats

the reason you ignored the first one was you didn’t really like people anyway so you were kinda just like forget it, whatever

If you did give him the kiss- PROGRESSSSSSSSS

finally⁉️

you don’t fall for it twice after you realize it was empty though

but this means your not against it! You just prefer not to!

and now it’s confirmed you love him!!

YIPPIE

I hope you enjoyed your hcs anon! they were a bit short but i like the ending :)

THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE SHALNARK HCS RN!! (I love the gif i put of him)

[skzeuphoria-blog]

Okay okay okay so what about like pussy drunk Jisung who absolutely w r e c k s you when you’re too incoherent to do anything, or he’s the first person to ever finger/eat you out and it’s in his studio (the fingering/eating you out) bc you’re just the tiniest bit needy and too tempting for him to focus on his work. Or the most dominant lee know with a pain kink that becomes a problem bc like a paper cut is bad news and the two of you try to keep it a secret from the members as to why you go missing for a bit after he stubs his toe or hits his hand on smt, until he ends up somehow cutting his hand while chopping vegetables (which isn’t supposed to happen bc it’s Minho), and it’s a HUGE problem bc he gets so incredibly horny that you’ve barely pulled out the Bandai’s before he’s fingering the hell out of you and the members find out bc they hear y’all banging I’m sorry this is so long😭

omg first of all tysm for requesting this!! you're legit the first person to do so and im so sorry if i'm late to answering this. i deleted the app and i had stuff going on and completely forgot to check tumblr... also fair warning this is my second time EVER writing something like this so i have ZERO experience but keep the ideas coming tyty!! this is very rushed because I wanted to get something out to you and i had no idea in what style to write so i just put something together quickly and you can always request something else anyway....

I absolutely love the idea of going over to Jisung's apartment to "study" (you had a wet dream the night before and was kind of needy) and to get some "help" (you want to get touched sexually) by Jisung.

You'd open up your textbooks and computer but within 10 minutes you were already staring at Jisung, imagining your dirty fantasies that you didn't even know you had before.

You weren't a prude but you've never had the opportunity to act out any fantasies even small ones due to a lack of boyfriends.

You noticed your cheeks burning up and looked away quickly trying to open another textbook but as you were doing that you knocked a glass full of water over, causing it to spill all over the floor. You'd gasped and say, "Oh my god! I'm so sorry! It was an accident I swear" Jisung would laugh in response saying that it was okay and he knew you were clumsy. You'd hurry to the kitchen to get paper towels and run back. As you would bend over, wiping the floor dry Jisung could catch a glimpse of your ass (and the wet spot that was starting to form).

He'd soon, too, would start to imagine you bending over and him fucking you raw, telling you to focus on your task but the feeling of Jisung being in you raw would be too much and you'd start telling me to go faster and harder.

Jisung would inevitably get uncomfortable by the growing tent in his pants and trying to cover it up with a pillow from the couch.

You'd look over at him and wondered why he looked so flustered and red.

Jisung would groan, throwing his head back "Ah Y/N, I can't take it anymore, this is too much." Jisung would definitely be cocky towards you and very straightforward. No beating around the bus with Jisung. Direct is the way to go.

He'd reveal his bulge he's been hiding under a pillow and you'll look at him with the most innocent angel eyes that always drove him crazy.

He'd tell you to come over and sit next to him. At that point, you were like putty, willing to do anything for Jisung. He had you (and your pussy soon) wrapped around his finger.

He would tell you to remove your clothes and in less than 5 seconds they would be off of you and on his floor.

He'd maintain eye contact as he would tease the entrance to your pussy, making you gasp. You'd quietly ask for more but he'd tell you to speak up like a good girl. Saying it louder, he'd oblige and put his whole finger in slowly, making you gasp even louder.

He'd look at you intensely, his finger going in out, exploring every inch of your insides making you moan.

To Jisung, your moans were the prettiest music he's ever heard. He'd love to hear them on repeat.

Begging him to go faster, gripping his body, he would oblige and go faster. You'd moan and say a curse of strings that Jisung would get turned on by. He loves it when your pretty mouth curses.

You'd finally cum on finger, shaking all over.

THERE IDK WHAT I WROTE SORRY ALSO IT WASNT TOO LONG IT'S JUST LATE AND IM TIRED BUT I WANTED TO ANSWER THIS ASAP

[antoncore]

Hm.. perhaps feeling kinda gym dude... Buff yk intimidating on the outside but softie on the inside sungchan w a petite short gf 🥴🥴🥴

Him picking her up w just one arm... (I saw a man do this to his gf on tiktok recently and OMFGG??!?!)

Like yea as intimidating as he would to look to others on the outside... He'd just be so down bad for u tbh.. always coming out to go shopping with you, complimenting your cute outfits, planning date nights etc!

Sungchan bringing you to the gym, saying he just has to work on arms for just 20 mins, where u are NOT dressed in gym attire, (lol can we please imagine him being rich and he has his own home gym 😭💀), and LORD U CANNOT HANDLE THIS MAN.... hes panting and sweating, doing bicep curls... UGHHHH IDK MY GYM TERMINOLOGY AT ALL, but you get the point 🤩

Also omg doing that trend where he curls you, lifts u up, like all the gym typa things but w ur gf instead of proper weights, and that's when his size kink starts daunting him 🤭🤭🤭 he starts noticing EVERYTHING... How ur always holding two of his fingers with ur hands while he's pounding into you.... How you can barely wrap ur hand around his cock... Lord i am going crazy rn 🥴

How u always have to go on ur tippy toes and a lil jump to kiss him, how his hands just perfectly sit on ur ass when u guys are hugging.. like OMGMGMGMGMG 🤭🤭🤭

And then even better if he KNOWS that gis friends are oggling you... Making sure to hug you super tight, while looking into their eyes, knowing they can't have you... Love me a petty bf 🤩

Also im so sorry for making this so long, but last thought 🥴 why can i see sungchan just tryna like tease u in public, like bcoz hes so much taller than you, it just looks like any bf having his hands around his gfs chest /neck, but you don't know the way he's pressed up against you... Tryna touch ur tits, knowing it gets you so worked up 🥴🥴🥴🥴 (the fact that he thinks his friends who are so into u don't notice, but oh man they do, and jt just adds to the first that they can't do anything abt it). Also kinda to add to this... Him punishing u for srsly not noticing the way that his friends are looking at u, and u really dont, so he alwyas has to ask u in a harsh tone :( but knowing his little gf, he knows u probably enjoy it 🫢🤫

- 🍫

i probably won’t have much to say bc AAAAA everything you said is so😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 i’m gonna expand a little on possessive bf sungchan bc it’s just *chef’s kiss* like… maybe this is a little humiliating but him making you keep your head up and maintain conversation with the rest of the group while he teases you. if you didn’t, he’d make sure to hold your jaw to make you JNSBSNS i’m making myself feral atp… possessive bf sungchan be real pls

[goldfades]

Hamster nonnie on the computer get ready. This is a big heavy so buckle up... plz :b

Or I'm soaking your socks in pickle juice, your favorite fucking socks at that >:b.

Touching on a topic I've mentioned in the past; about how The girls are lucky the manager is the way she is.

People who have been on the team with the manager years before, make it a point to tell the freshman to "Be grateful that she's as understanding and empathetic as she is, don't take it for granted." I see the manger as someone who was doing summer training before she officially became the manger, and had some situations to deal with then and very quickly showed that she may be remorseful, but she will not put up with your shit.

I've talked about how the manager want's to be petty soooo fucking bad when the girls hurt her, or piss her off, or whatever; but she can't. She understands. Going back to the manager being an academic weapon I heavily suspect that due to the broken family she came from, she's taken Psychology classes to try and understand why. How does the brain work, why did her dad leave, why is her mom barely present.

She wanted answers so she threw herself into Psychology thinking that that was going to give her what she wanted, but quickly she realized the harsh reality of the actions of the people around her. It wasn't some chemical deficiency, It wasn't an Illness, people just sometimes are like that. This realization really took a tole on her, I feel like us as people have that realizations sometimes that people are just bad people regardless of what mentality they have. There was no excuse.

During this time she also got familiar with co existence within cause and effect:

Yes she is resilient, and she needs a break.

Yes she was sure, and things change.

Yes she forgives that person, and that does not mean acsess.

Yes others have it worse, and your pain is still valid.

Yes she gave it her all, and she needs to back up.

Yes her parent's did all they could, and their choices wounded her.

Yes she can understand the situation, your frustration, your emotions, and that does not mean that it was right to take it out on her.

And I feel like that ^ always sends the girls and even Geno into a loop. Of how understanding she it whilst also standing 10 toes down on that boundary that just because she understands, does not mean it was okay. Being stern yet caring, putting up a border for space because she needs it, but it's soft enough to touch when she's needed.

When any of the girls know they fucked up, while they may be hesitant, and sensing the aura the manger is giving them. They still feel comfortable stepping up and apologizing when they feel ready. She's build this empire of warmth and nurturing covered with fences full of thorns as a reminder of acceptance but stinging realizations.

There's that comfort but also that professional boarder that she also puts up, not to caring and kind to make it seems as though what happened was okay & they're back on good terms, but not cold and stoic enough to make it seem as through they've revived someone who is just their manager and a void of who used to be their friend.

-🐹(sorry not sorry for the angst nehhehhehhehheh)

oh my hod, you’ve done it again nonnie 😮‍💨😮‍💨 this is ABSOLUTE GOLD!!!!

she’s such a psych girly i’m so glad we agree on this because yes!!! she’s such a healthy communicator too bc she knows that if you keep it all in, it’ll blow up in your face HOWEVER she never pushes them to open up until they want to, cause she also knows that isn’t good either

I ALSO LOVE WE CAN GALK AB RHE FUNNIEST SHIT ONE SECOND AND THEN NOW WE’RE PSYCHO-ANALYZING HER ITS SO FUNNY😭😭😭😭😭😭

this entire ask is just chefs kiss 💋

[newobsessioneveryweek]

Your headcanons are so cute!!!! 🥺🥺 (also about their friends thinking they're unhealthy, if Annabeth can judo-flip Percy and no one bats an eye, I think Sherman and Connor could probably get away with jokingly trash-talking eachother XD)

Sherman's love language being acts of service is so real btw. He'd probably try to do pushups with Connor on his back if Connor didn't completely refuse, because atleast one of them is smart enough to know that'd break Sherman's back 😭

(also.. you mentioned backstories?!?! my ears are open!! 👀👀)

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I agree! How come Annabeth gets to break her boyfriend's spine on a whim but Sherman can't call Connor a loser?

Btw, the nature of their pet names are totally along that line. Sherman calls Connor loser and Connor calls him asshole. They've barely even dipped a toe into sweetie and honey cakes or the other sweet ones unless they're being ironic.

Sherman called Connor "dear" for the first time and Connor called him an idiot and told him to stop.

Connor: What's this 'dear' bullshit? It's fine when other people do it, but it just sounds weird coming from you. *shudders*

Sherman: then what the fuck do you want me to call you, dumbass?!

Connor: 'dumbass' is fine, just stick to the fucking formula!

Now they just do it to make their friends uncomfortable :]

Now...

You asked about their backstories...

You don't know what you've just unleashed. I know I'm the one who instigated this but I am also insane and should never be trusted with your mental wellbeing.

I made it very angsty for both of them

Here we go! Strap in!

Sherman’s backstory

⚠️⚠️Trigger Warning For Physical And Verbal Abuse And Violence⚠️⚠️ I've highlighted the triggering parts in red

So Sherman’s mother wasn't anything like the woman you'd expect the god of war to fall in love with. She was gentle and nurturing, and just all-around a non-confrontational person. But she still had a warrior’s spirit and fought for Sherman in other ways.

When Sherman was three his mother married a very well-off man who later abused her. Sherman didn’t know. His mother (her name is Bella) sometimes had bruises on her arms or face but she always said she fell or had some other accident.

When Sherman was seven and came home from school he heard his step-father shouting and peaked in through a window to find him yelling and hitting his mom. He got scared and hid behind the house until his father left in a huff (presumably to a bar). He came inside and saw his mother crying. When she saw him she wiped her tears and pretended nothing happened. Sherman didn’t say anything.

His step-father was never the most affectionate man but he wasn’t aggressive towards Sherman when he was growing up. But one evening a few years later Sherman woke up and heard crashing sounds and breaking glass downstairs. There was yelling too. He went downstairs to investigate and found his stepfather attacking his mother. His mother was bleeding from her head. His stepfather was swinging a bottle at her.

Sherman ran into the room to try and stop him. He yanked at his arm and started punching him but his father just turned and started hitting him instead, telling him that he’s useless and stupid and he’ll never amount to anything. At this point he’s kicking him in the stomach while he’s lying on the floor. When his mother recovers enough to stand she attacks him. She tells him to never touch her child again and starts beating at his back. He knocks her to the ground again and starts kicking her. Sherman panics and picks up a shard of a broken vase. He stabs his step-father in the leg.

When he falls down Sherman stabs him in the back of his neck and his shoulders. He dies. His mother is shocked. They hear sirens approaching. Apparently the neighbours had called the police. His mother tells Sherman to run, that she’ll tell the police that it was her that killed him. Sherman refuses but his mother’s insistence forces him to leave. She tells him how much she loves him and that they’ll see each other again soon. He spends a month on the streets before a satyr finds him and takes him to camp.

(He tells Connor that his mother was the bravest person he’s ever known.)

Connor’s backstory

⚠️⚠️ Trigger Warning For Parental Neglect, Self-Harm, Abuse, And Addiction⚠️⚠️

Connor’s mother, Ruelle, used to be an international interpreter/polyglot. She met Hermes at a business conference and they hit it off. When Travis was born she loved him like any mother would love their child. They moved to Virginia when she was pregnant with Connor and made friends with Julia and Marcus who were restaurant owners in town. They would always come around to make sure Ruelle was settled in properly and was taking care of herself and the baby. They would pick up Travis for play dates to give her space and alone time. When Connor was born everything was great for the first two weeks but then Julia started to get worried about Ruelle.

She would come over and Connor would be lying on the floor crying while Ruelle just smoked a cigarette in the kitchen. Julia checked on Connor and angrily asked Ruelle if she was even paying attention to Connor’s needs. Ruelle didn’t answer. Julia asked where Travis was. Ruelle said he was playing upstairs.

Julia insisted Ruelle go see a therapist. She refused and told Julia to mind her own business and worry about her own nephews. Julia said she couldn’t let these children suffer. Ruelle told her to just take them then. Julia did.

Travis and Connor stayed with Julia and Marcus for about two weeks before Ruelle called the police on her and told her that she kidnapped her children. Julia told the police that Ruelle was just confused and said she would return them to her care. She did so reluctantly. Julia and Marcus were worried. They taught Travis how to make baby formula and feed it to Connor just in case Ruelle wasn’t feeding them. They didn’t want to call child services because they wanted to give Ruelle a chance. She never went to therapy though and her mental state kept deteriorating.

Eventually after two months, upon Julia’s tearful insistence, Ruelle, also tearful, agreed to try therapy and started taking better care of Connor. However, on Connor’s first birthday both her parents died in a plane crash to visit her and she spiralled into a depression. She had the presence of mind to use the inheritance she received to pay off her mortgage but started neglecting the children. When Travis started going to kindergarten he had an excuse to leave the house and Julia could teach him to take care of Connor because Ruelle wouldn’t allow her near her house and would invite Travis over to her house to eat before going back home.

When Connor was two she married a man named John and together they spent their lives getting high and avoiding their responsibilities. John frequently beat Ruelle and went out to clubs and bars and partied and got drunk and cheated on her and all that jazz and because her life was so utterly shit she took out all her frustrations on her children. She would beat them, lock them in their room without food, force them to eat expired food and accuse them of trying to make her look bad if they didn't, and lock them out of the house at night.

Sometimes they would spend the night at Julia and Marcus but when they came back in the morning and Ruelle found out where they were she would go off at them and beat them up. John would just watch and not care because they were nothing to him. Once, when Connor was five, she broke his arm and didn’t take him to the hospital. She locked them in their room instead. When they woke up Connor’s arm was healed. At the time they didn’t know Hermes healed it while they were asleep.

⚠️⚠️Extra Trigger Warning For Self Harm⚠️⚠️

Their mother’s depression was still in full swing and she used to cut herself often. Connor and Travis would both walk in on her doing it and she would just look at them and say that they did this to her.

When Connor was turning six they ran away from home. They lived on the street for three years and were constantly chased by monsters and met shady people all the time. When Connor was turning 9, a satyr found them in New York and took them to camp.

(Connor hates his birthday because every year his mother would blame him and his brother for her life being so shitty because her parents died on their way to visit them and see their grandchildren for the first time.)

And that's that! Lemme know if you ever want me to reveal more stuff from my mind fic! Because I would love to :3🩷

[deejadabbles]

Ollo!

I COMETH WITH A SMUTTY ASK PROMPT!

❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜

With!!!

Whisper!

or any oc of your choice if they're easier 👀

😘💜💜💜

OMG I am so excited that you asked for him!!! I can't tell you how happy this makes me my friend, thank you!! 😭I hope this satisfies you and that it makes you like Whisper even more because I loved exploring him with this prompt. I changed the wording of the prompt ever so slightly to fit his cadence better but it's still highlighted

You can find out more about Whisper here and here if you're interested <3

Clone OC Whisper x reader Rating: Mature, toeing the line of Explicit Word Count: 987 (me? Writing something under 1k?? I can't believe it myself) Warnings: Sexual themes, biting/marking, slight restraint (hands being pinned down), reader is technically GN but no lube is mentioned so plz keep that in mind. Masterlist /// Tag List Sign Up  /// AO3

He hadn’t said a word since he came home to you, simply wrapped you in his arms and lost himself in your kiss.

That wasn’t unusual for Whisper, especially after a rough campaign. Silently falling into your embrace was his favorite welcome home. A shuddering breath left him when you traced his lip with your tongue and suddenly you were falling back on your bed. 

He was on you instantly, lips finding your neck and hands gripping your thighs. With a gasp of your own, your fingers found their way to his long curls, desperate to pull him closer as he explored your neck. His name was on your breath as you breathed out a moan and that’s when you felt the pleasant flash of his teeth sinking into your skin.

It took you by surprise, which showed as you cried out in pleasure and tightened your grip in his hair. His tongue came out to soothe the bite instantly, tracing it delicately, a silent apology. 

That also wasn’t unusual for your dear trooper, for him to pull back the moment his hands and mouth aired on the rough side. He always touched you as if you were the most precious thing he would ever hold, as if you would crumble under the sheer weight of his need for you.

“I don’t think you know what you do to me,” came his quiet, smoky timbre. 

Maker, his voice always did things to you. Always so purposeful, almost airy despite its deep tone, like a cloud in a dark stormy sky. In answer, you pulled him closer and pressed your lips to his ear.

“Show me,” was your whimpered reply, “want you to show me what I do to you, Whisper.”

Beside your head, you felt his fist dig into the pillow and he pressed his face deeper into your neck, his other hand sliding to your hip. He drew in another breath this time through clenched teeth, as if they were biting down on the last thread of his resolve.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for, my love,” he hissed through his teeth and it was the roughest you had ever heard him speak.

“Yes, I do.” To drive your point home, you nipped your own teeth at his earlobe, which instantly had his hips snapping against yours. Damn the clothes he hadn’t pulled off yet! “I’m not made of glass, Whisp,” your nails raked lightly against his scalp, “you don’t have to hold back when you take me.”

That’s when he growled, a deep, primal sound you never knew you wanted to hear from him. He finally pulled away from your neck and his eyes were dark as he looked down at you. Most of his hair had tumbled from its tie and the tips, which were currently dyed your favorite color, brushed against your face in a way that felt so intimate in that moment. You had to hold back a shaky breath as you looked back at him, the heat pooling in your center was practically unbearable now.

Whisper’s eyes slowly started to trail down your body, eyeing your bare chest with a hunger that was familiar in theory, but had a shadow to it this time. Eyes now half lidded, he dropped that skilled mouth to the spot just above your heart. He kissed gently at first, but it was all just a prelude to the way they traced your skin as he moved to the hard bud of your nipple.

Those hooded eyes were locked on your face again, watching you as his tongue darted across the sensitive spot. Then you were choking on a gasp as his teeth came out to play. Your body lifted up to meet him on instinct and his hand released its death grip on the pillow, darting down to pin your chest back to the bed.

He held you there as he left his marks, a pattern over your heart, lips and teeth working in a head spinning tandem that had you crying his name again. Oh, he liked that. His teeth pressed harder and his free hand dug possessively into your thigh without a word.

Whatever fire he had been quelling before, it was consuming him now. With one final lick to comfort the abused skin, he pulled back, hands darting to your underwear and practically tearing them off as he pulled them down your legs. 

“Look at me,” he breathed out harshly.

You blinked at the quiet command, having barely realized that you were watching his hands, not his face. When you obeyed, locking eyes with his again, Whisper released the clasp of his belt with one hand and pushed his pants down with the other. His hard cock pressed against you as he leaned over you fully, large arms pinning beside your head to cage you. To envelop you in nothing but him.

“Say it,” was his next command, his hips pressing teasingly into yours.

It was all you could do to swallow and choke out a “What?”

“I’m waiting,” his hands found yours, fingers gripping you tight as he lifted them above your head and pressed them against the bed, “for permission.” He leaned down to press his lips to your ear. “Give me permission to have my way with you.”

“Yes!” you moaned, wrapped your legs around him, “Please, Whisper, do whatever you want with me!”

Another low growl was the only answer you got before he drove into you hard and fast. He took what you offered without hesitation, relishing every sound you made and left you begging for more.

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[thirstyandbeautiful]

ok but like soft slow careful sex with Daniel after he’s absolutely railed u to the point u can barely sit down the next morning😭like it’s the next day and he knows your sore and doesn’t want to hurt you anymore so he’s being super careful🥹

no because daniel would be the perfect combination of ✨️rough and fast✨️ but also ✨️soft and slow✨️

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your eyes opened slowly but immediately squeezed shut from the sun shining directly in them from the opened curtains. both you and daniel too busy being wrapped up in your own little world to bother with closing them last night.

you turned your head to the other side, the one that your boyfriend usually sleeps in, expecting to find him snoring, clearly exhausted from last night's activities, but his side of the bed was empty. until you looked down and saw a tent forming above your stomach, a smug smile forming on your face

"did you not have enough of me last night?" you chuckled,

"morning princess, was wondering how long it's gonna take you until I eventually had to wake you up"

your hands lowered the white sheet that was covering Daniel's head so that you can take a good look at him. his signature smirk was covering his face, his tired eyes looking up at you but the glint and mischief in them couldn't be missed, his curls messy from the pillow he was resting his head at but also from the way you were so tightly pulling at them last night as his tongue skillfully licked your dripping core

"so fucking wet for me, doll, can feel this pretty little pussy squeezing me so tight"

"wish you could see how pretty you look taking my dick, that's right take what you want from me babe"

you gulped recalling the way he had worshipped your body last night. your hips hurt from your legs being spread open for so long, and you could still feel his cum pooling in you

"fuck" you mumbled under your breath when you felt his mouth on your inner thighs. Full lips planting kisses on the soft skin and your head dropped back against the pillow.

"haven't even touched you properly yet and you're already dripping for me"

he swiped a finger upwards on your slit, from your entrance, where he momentarily swirled around your hole to gather your juices, all the way to your clit, before bringing it to his mouth

"taste so sweet" he hummed, never once breaking eye contact with you

you pulled your legs up and over his shoulders, closing them so he wouldn't have any visual of your dripping folds and pulled them up towards your chest. when you saw his frown, his mouth opening to ask you what where you doing, you slowly opened them once again, the toes of your right foot grazing his chest as you exposed yourself to him

"need a reminder?"

your elbows gave out from where you were supporting yourself on them, and your back arched when you were laying down on the bed again. a cry leaving your lips when his mouth connected with your pussy and your hands found their usual spot to his curls

"fuck, yes, just like that baby, yes!"

you were oversensitive. the countless orgasms daniel made sure to give you last night, the love bites that were littering your body like small reminders that you were his, and his only, your boobs that were swollen and your nipples that were hard, it felt like your soul was slowly leaving your body with the way his tongue worked between your thighs.

his lips wrapped around your clit, teeth pulling on it gently, as the tip of his tongue kitten licked the sensitive bud. his hand squeezed your thighs tightly, as your body squirmed on the bed, your hips bucking up towards his face and his nose nudged your clit with every movement of his head.

"let me hear you, princess, wanna know how good i make you feel" he mumbled against you, the vibrations sending a wave of goosebumps up the length of your body and your legs opened ever further apart wanting him as close to you as possible

"it feels so good daniel, please!"

the hand that wasn't on the back of his neck, went up your body, bringing it to your mouth, wetting your two fingers as you moved your hand towards daniel, tapping your index and middle finger on his lips, indicating you wanted him to suck on them. his mouth opened and his tongue wrapped around the digits before you pulled them out as your other hand pushed him back towards your throbing pussy.

you circled your wet fingers around your nipple, and the sensation had your eyes squeezing shut as you let out a whimper

"feels good, doll, doesn't it?" you were already so close to your orgasm, your legs were shaking, you could feel yourself dripping down your thighs and your chest was heaving heavily as you tried to catch your breath

"please, daniel, I need-"

"what princess? what do you need?"

he egged you on, forcing you to say what he wanted to hear

"I n-need your fingers baby please"

his right hand unwrapped from your thigh, bringing it between your legs as he gathered your wetness at the tip of his ring and middle finger

"need my fingers baby? that's what you want?"

you rapidly nodded your head, fisting the sheets underneath you when he pushed them inside you but quickly whined when he pulled them out again before he had managed to insert them in your warm walls properly

"fuck, dan, just please-"

the tip of his fingers hit your g-spot immediately, not leaving you time to adjust as he started curling them inside you. it felt good, it felt too good. daniel knew your body like the back of his hand. he knew where he had to kiss to make your eyes roll to the back of his head but he also knew where he had to touch to make you cry out his name.

seconds later you felt his tongue back at your clit, moving it up and down whilst his fingers felt like they were touching your clit from the inside

"I'm so close, babe, fuck" you cried out and your hips circled as you rode his face "faster" you breathed

he pulled his fingers out, quickly licking them, humming at your taste before he pushed them back inside you again.

"what a good girl for me, princess, taking my fingers so well"

your back arched once again, your mouth opened and a loud scream of his name escaped it as your body shook with pleasure

"fuck yes, cum for me, beautiful, just like that"

his fingers kept on hitting your g-spot and you felt yourself gush around his fingers, your wetness squirting on his chest and lower face as his thumb rubbed your sensitive clit. the wet sounds turning your cheeks a crimson colour and when you managed to come down from your high and felt the pool of wetness underneath your bum you felt embarrassed

"babe, I don't know about you, but that was the hottest thing I've seen you do" he smirked and lifted himself up as he hovered above you "and it was all because of me"

"oh get over yourself ricciardo" you rolled your eyes and pushed him off you as you tuned over and straddled him, as you sat directly on his hard cock "round two in the shower?"

[hellogoodbye14]

Veiled Shadows (Bonus scene/ Part 5) - Gwynriel Fic

Warning ⚠️: Honest to god the only warning I can give you is that there’s a one bed trope with a hell lotta gwynriel smut (for once they don’t get interrupted). You aren’t ready for it 🥵

Side note: I was totally wishing I was Gwyn writing this. How could I not 😭

Gwyn felt warm. Not the bad kind of warm, but the best kind. She blinked into the semi-dark room of the cottage with an arm wrapped around her waist and an Illyrian wing draped over her, protecting her from the wind.

She surely should be freaking out that the heavy weight draped over her hip and curled over her belly was covered with hair. She should have freaked out when she felt the first puff of breath against the nape of her neck. But she didn’t because she knew it was him.

She glanced down and knew the shade of skin color resting against her belly. Darker than hers, dusted with dark hair. The forearm lined with ropey and lean muscles. She was in the arms of the one man who she truly trusted in the world. She wasn’t even sure when she started to trust him, but it had happened at some point. It had just snuck right up on her.

“Morning, Gwyneth,” the familiar voice whispered softly and roughly, the puffs of his breath touching her neck. She felt his soft lips form the shape of every letter coming out of his mouth and shivered just a bit.

He was wrapped around her like a vine, and during some time in the night his leg had made its way in between hers. Her butt was resting on his strong thigh.

“Morning Shadowsinger.”

Neither one said anything. Not for a minute. She wiggled a bit on her seat and bumped into something hard. She instantly stilled as Azriels hand tightened on her waist. Said hard thing poked her and she felt her core clench in want.

“Azriel?” Gwyn asked in a gentle but teasing voice.

“Hmm?” He sounded all sleepy and lazy.

“Are you going to move your little friend there anytime soon?”

He nuzzled his head into her neck and bit her ear lobe punishingly.

“For starters, there is nothing little about it,” he said as he gave a light thrust and Gwyn moaned at the friction. Yeap definitely nothing little about it. “And secondly you can hardly blame my guy given the fact that you rubbed and squirmed against him all night.”

Gwyn felt herself blush all the way down to her toes.

“Sensitive bat boy”, she chuckled.

“You’re one to talk Berdara, your aroused scent is all over the room”, he said a bit smugly.

Yes it totally was and Gwyn had hoped against hope until then that he couldn’t smell it.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Mhmm, just how wet are you for me?”

Silence reigned and Azriel was afraid he had taken his teasing too far. That was until her quiet voice said,

“Why don’t you find out?”

Gwyn felt Azriel’s head move up from her neck and look down at her. Reaching out, he traced one finger along the line of her jaw, sending a shiver through her. He took her chin gently and tilted it upwards to peer into her eyes. He must have found what he was looking for because he nodded.

Azriel shifted from his position. He straightened, and half sat- half layed with his back against the headboard. He then moved Gwyn and layed her down in between his legs, with her back resting against his bare chest. Gwyn looked over her shoulder up at him in confusion.

Azriel just brought his hand in front of her and said,

“Show me.”

Understanding dawned and Gwyn felt nervousness flutter in her stomach, but she also felt herself throb something viscous.

She gently took his hand and moved it with hers below her shirt. She gasped at the first contact of his warm hand on her skin and as she looked up at Azriel, she registered the roughness of his breathing, the darkening of his eyes.

They kept looking at one another as she guided his hand downwards below the waistband of her trousers. Close to her core now, she felt his graceful fingers rub against her clit. She breathed heavier, anxious for something that she could not name.

He seemed to sense her need, with his one hand grazing along the inside of her thigh, he gently cupped her with his other. A dart

of pleasure went through her, making her keenly aware of the fabric that blocked his access to that spot where she so desperately wanted his touch. She squirmed, trying to get closer to him.

“Do you want me there?”, he said as he kissed a trail up her neck. She whimpered a bit and nodded.

At that, his hand trailed under the offending fabric and he moved his fingers firmly, deftly against her. She gasped and let her head rest on his shoulder as her eyes rolled back.

“Soaking wet for me.”

He coaxed another sigh from her as he met the soft down of her sex. Parting the slick folds there, one finger pushed inside the heat.

“Here?”

“Yes. There.”, she said wrapping her arms around his neck and plunging her fingers into his heavy, soft hair.

He made a deep, satisfied sound at the feeling of her wrapped around him, and traced a path across her cheek and down the column of her throat with soft kisses that sent explosions of pleasure through her.

With her hands in his hair, her breasts lifted up practically begging to be touched. Azriel using his free hand, unbuttoned the top half of her shirt and freed the bundle of beauties. His warm, strong hand cupped and molded her and she moaned at the feel of it.

His fingers began to move against her core as he set his mouth to the straining tip of one breast. Gwyn lost the ability to think. He stroked against her pulsing flesh, nudging her legs wider, gaining access to her heat. One finger circled the very center of her, and she writhed against him.

His firm, knowing hand in perfect symphony with the lush pull of his mouth—pushed her further and further toward a precipice she couldn’t identify. Pleasure spiked when he found the soft, wet place where the world seemed to end, and she cried out as he stroked there, pushing her higher and higher.

She felt herself loosen and tighten at the same time, rushing towards the edge of something. He sensed the change and released her breast, plundering her mouth, drugging her with his kiss before pulling away and meeting her gaze. He inserted a finger deep within her, and she gasped, the tension deep within her, wanting to release.

He set his lips to her ear, whispering, “Let go, my love.”

The finger inside her was joined by a second, thrusting rhythmically, as he circled the core of her faster, more firmly. He knew just where she ached, just where she needed his touch. She cried out at the wave of feeling—like nothing she’d ever felt before.

“I will catch you.”

She throbbed beneath his touch, writhing against him.

“Az please”, she whimpered and begged even as he gave it to her. His fingers moved inside her, knowing just how to touch. He knew where to stroke and when to flex.

“I have you Gwyn”, and with those passion filled words she was undone. Falling of the edge and crying out in pleasure.

When he had wrung the last, pulsing movement from her he captured the last of her cries with his lips.

His knowing hands guiding her safely back to his arms, against his warm chest.

He held her as she regained her senses. His lips brushed against her temple, his hands stroking her arms gently. When her breathing returned to normal, Gwyn dropped her hands from around his neck and looked over her shoulder at him.

She felt something strong flicker in her chest, something glow. She traced his smiling lips with her fingers before she moved up to kiss him.

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[valleyfthdolls]

You want Sonadow prompts? I'll give you Sonadow prompts:

In the period of time between SA2 and Heroes, Sonic calls up Rouge and asks if any trace of Shadow has been found. He doesn't feel comfortable joining a search investigation and he gives Rouge Shadow's inhibitor rings because he knows that Rouge knew Shadow better than Sonic did. Perhaps during one call Rouge is trying to withhold information that they've found Shadow but she doesn't want to get Sonic's hopes up because Shadow is in critical condition (and with amnesia).

Two touch-starved hogs, neither accustomed to physical contact. After a long while, one of them works up the courage to hold out a hand or offer up a hug. They both hate to depart.

Shadow teaches Sonic how to hone his Chaos powers.

Alternatively, Sonic conditions Shadow so that he can sustain his Super form for longer.

In Sonic Boom, Sonic and Shadow are exes. An in-shambles Shadow decides to destroy the universe over this.

Following his humiliating defeat at the hands of Shadow, Infinite studies Shadow for his weak point to make the best second impression. In watching Shadow's interactions with Sonic, he comes to the conclusion that Shadow is unknowingly crushing on Sonic. He comes to Eggman with a plan to incapacitate Shadow by luring him in with promises of harming Sonic, defeating him, and leaving just enough time for him to watch Sonic's captures in Green Hills. The meeting prior looked something like this:

They play a game of gay chicken... that lasts their entire lives. By the end of the week, they've already gotten married on the beach. They have kids. They decide that whoever dies first is the loser (remember son, dying is gay). This ends up with them beating the shit out of each other in hopes to murder the other that turns in a make-out session.

Shadow feels insecure over Sonic, allegedly "just a guy that loves adventure", being able to match a being created to be the ultimate lifeform. Sonic gives him a pick-me-up by pointing out all the things Shadow surpasses him in.

Once every few months, Shadow's Black Arms genes kick in and he endures behavioral/physical changes for a week. Sonic's there to help him get through it... and experience some of those strange behavioral tics secondhand. (ha ha Shadow be like "biting you biting you biting you" behaviors)

Alright, I'm tapped out for now.

wdym that one abt infinite isn't canon /j

i am looking very intensely at the boom!sonadow one, them as exes is such a headcanon/pos

kinda reminds me of this one lyric from feel better, now i wanna write smn from this but i never finished sonic boom 😭

also that first one 👀👀👀👀

especially thinking about my au, i always depict shadow with intense burn scars from falling from the ark, so like, they find shadow, and he's miraculously alive despite it all, but he's in horrible condition. every exposed inch of skin, which is much more due to a lot of fur being charred and burned off, is covered in swollen, bubbling, reddened 3rd-degree burns, with spots that even look burned black. certain parts (fingertips, toes, ears) are burnt to a crisp and barely look functional, and his burns are leaking fluid and bleeding. he's not even conscious, and while he may be alive now, it's not guaranteed how long he'll stay alive. sonic doesn't care about that, all he wants is for shadow to live now and rouge knows that, but she can't tell him shadow is alive when he's like this, so she just lies and says that they haven't found anything yet augh i love it

the last one reminds me of how i write the werehog and shadow tbh. i have a hc that dark gaia's energy tends to be in high concentrations around the full moon, and under specific circumstances it can cause sonic to transform, leaving shadow with a werewolf bf who likes to lick his face bc shadow thinks its gross