#i cannot properly put it into words how happy i am

[elysianightsss]

Pen Pal Price Part Two🫧🍑

nsfw ahead so I’ll cut it off at that point…reader is also described as chubby below because I am so they are too lol.

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His voice startles you to the point where you visibly flinch, it’s nothing like how you imagined it to be. First of all, you didn’t know he was British. The accent that wraps around his words so sharply is one you recognise but can’t quite put your finger on in this moment.

His voice is deep, rumbles out somewhere from within his chest. It vibrates through the phone and through you. For him your honeyed voice drips into him like the sweetest summer wine.

“Sound so pretty.” You hear him mutter, barely a whisper but definitely something he was trying to hide. Your cheeks burn as you blush hard, your bottom lip caught between your teeth while you think of what to say to the man you’ve been writing to for weeks on end.

So many words exchanged and yet now you’re at a loss. Can’t think properly, it begs the question; how will you react when you meet in person?

“I haven’t got long, I guess now’s the time I tell you what I do for a living.” He chuckles lightly and you wish you could see his face while he does.

“Sounds intriguing.” You frown though your face is still smile stricken.

“Oh you bet it is love. Very dangerous, rough. I don’t think you’d want to hear about it.”

“Excuse me good sir, I live for danger. Did I not tell you how I dangerously painted the spare bedroom the other day? Though I don’t think it went well.” You joked looking over at the room that was half done and had paint streaks pointing in all different directions.

“Are you doubting your mad painting skills?” Your heart soared at the joke, at his laugh, just all of this. Being able to speak to him properly, being able to communicate more easily without waiting a whole week for his response to arrive by post. Shifting through the mail everyday desperate to read his words. You hadn’t felt this happy in years.

“Maybe just a little.” There’s a pause, and you think you hear some background chatter, something about unit leaving and someone definitely says captain, “maybe you could help me?”

“I definitely will.” He doesn’t hesitate with his answer, it’s so sure and so final. It says a lot about him. You’re desperate to know more. “I’m sorry love, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you tomorrow? Same time?”

And he does, you lunge for the phone practically jumping through the air to answer him. You chat about useless things, have silly little conversations about everyday life. There are days when you think it’s his day off work, those days he stays on the phone to you for hours. Those days are your favourite.

He tells you about the new book he got and even reads you a few chapters while you cook dinner, he makes you promise to cook him a meal sometime. You don’t hesitate to agree.

Again he loves the domesticity of it all, how prefect you are in his eyes, though his ocean blues haven’t actually seen you yet. What a perfect little wife you would make. He knows it’s far too soon to think about things like that but he cannot help himself.

The way you fly away with yourself, talking about what you’re doing that day or joking about something you saw on tv or giggling about the cupcakes you were making because the icing went wrong making what you piped look like pigs instead of the unicorns you were going for, for you niece’s birthday party.

He listens with his eyes closed, dreaming of the day he comes back from deployment. The day he comes back to you, to home smelling of freshly baked goods. His pretty lady waiting for him all smiles and giggles. He wishes.

“Um..” you pause unsure, wondering what if he says no.

“What is it love?” He asks so worried. So ready to fix any problem you throw his why. Once again though you hesitate and once more he encourages you, “Come on pretty lady, tell me. What’s up?” You let the nickname you’ve reprimanded him about numerous times slide with what you’re about to ask.

“D-Did you want t-to video call?” He grins at how fucking adorable you are. The way you stutter just asking a simple question like that. He bites back a groan at the way he stiffens in his trousers. Dirty old man.

“I would love to.” He of course then had to explain he had a flip phone. You laughed hard at him and said he would need a smartphone. You had no idea he would go and buy one just to video call you with. Another thing you reprimand him for, spending his hard earned money so easily like that. His little lady nagging him, and all he does is smile at the sound. He loves it.

Your heart hammers in your chest as the phone rings. A lot like the first time he called you. You had talked him through the set up and helped him understand what an app is and how to call on text on a smart phone. And finally, you told him how to video call. Which app to press, you were just explaining how it works when your phone begins to buzz with ‘John💕 is FaceTime you’ popping up on the screen. Your number of course being the first one he added.

You can’t help but feel nervous, checking you look semi okay on the screen before pressing the green answer button. Then your breath is knocked out of you so hard you actually choke, John fussing about getting some water and breathing for him goes in one ear and out the other. You can’t look away from him even as you catch your breath.

He’s nothing like you pictured and yet he’s perfect.

He looks like the kind of man you picture when you read romance novels and the kind of man that sneaks into the dreams that have you waking up hot under the collar and panties sticking to you uncomfortably. The little description of himself you asked for certainly did not do him justice.

“Hi love.”

“Hi John.”

“Fuck you’re gorgeous.” Even though you frown, you can’t stop a smile from splitting your face.

You’ve got chubbier cheeks and thicker thighs than most girls, something you’re insecure about and john can tell. But fuck you look gorgeous to him. Over the next few weeks John catches on to just how badly you feel about your body image, the way you put yourself down in favour of supermodels, the way you wear oversized clothing to cover yourself up. He finds himself grumbling, hating it each second more than the last.

He understands how badly beauty culture has fucked over women who are genuinely beautiful but are made to feel like they’re nothing. He gets it, he does. But he certainly doesn’t agree. Especially not with you. He finds himself dreaming of those squishable cheeks of yours, the way you’re so soft around the edges, he can tell.

You completely did him in last Monday, it’s the middle of winter for goodness sake, how did he know that you’d be wearing shorts when he FaceTimed you. Gym shorts that hugged your plump ass so fucking perfectly, that flashed your thick thighs to him. Christ, he’s been thinking about those pretty thighs all week long. When he’s running drills, your thighs are on his mind. When he’s planning out a mission with his unit, your thighs are on his mind. And when he’s alone at night with his hand wrapped around his swollen cock, your thighs are on his mind.

He can’t stand it anymore, it’s been agonising with how busy he’s been not calling you, not seeing you or hearing your voice. No knowing what you’ve been up to or how your day has gone. He calls and he praises the Lord above for bringing you to him, when you answer. A prayer on his lips, a beg for you to become his wife one day when you’re there smiling in the cutest silk pyjama set he’s ever seen. It hugs you exquisitely, showing off your rounded edges and all John can think about is how he can’t wait to sink his teeth into the soft flesh of your tummy.

You’re clearly fresh out the shower or bath with your damp hair and freshly wash face, but John’s never seen anything more beautiful in his life, in fact he tells you so. You haven’t felt your cheeks burn the way they did then, well maybe one other occasion.

“Love?”

“Yes John?”

“Would you like to meet me for coffee tomorrow? At that cafe you like?” He’s hopeful when he asks, you can not only hear it in his voice but see it in his face. “I’m in the area for work and have a few days where I’m free and I’d love to see you.”

You can’t recall a time in your life where all you did was smile, but since you found John, you don’t remember what not smiling all the time was like. You don’t remember anything other than how happy he makes you. So you take a breath, you muster up the courage and say yes.

“I’d love to see you too John. Just tell me what time and I’ll be there.”

[xoxxbilliexoxx]

I Can Help With That ;)

After months of no sex and a now insatiable hunger to get fucked, your best friend Billie offers to help you out.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

you were laying on billie’s couch, legs draped across her as you continued on listening to her crazy ass story of her most recent hookup. You two have a friendship that allows for nothing to be kept secret. Every thought, every memory, every story, and every moment is shared with each other. So, listening to her go on and on about how happy she was to be munching on some random models coochie is just another normal day for you.

The only difference is your mood. It seems as though you’ve been going through a dry spell, with no sex for too many months to count. You just got tired of the random hookups and messy situations it always leads to and stopped putting yourself out there. Within the last week, your craving to be pleased by someone other than yourself has become insatiable. Masterbating just isn’t doing it, you need to be properly fucked by someone again.

As you listened to your best friend paint the scene of her last sexscapade you felt a pit forming in your stomach. You couldn’t help it, you couldn’t stop it. You felt so hungry for pleasure. It’s not her you were horny for necessarily, it’s just the image of fucking a girl again, of being messily wrapped around another body, laid out with sheets tangled between you and the sound of heavy breathing taking up the room.

You were completely zoned out, caught up in your own little erotic daydreaming before Billie snapped you out of it. “Y/n, hello? I asked you a question, did you hear me?” she laughed at your startled face, clearly having drawn you out of a deep thought too suddenly. “what the hell were you thinking about girl” “it’s nothing sorry,” you swallowed, “what was your question again?” you asked as you pulled all your attention back into the conversation. “I wanna know your last juicy hookup, you always pull bad bitches” She nudged your shoulder making you laugh as she said it.

“fuck, dude I am still in that fucking dry spell. I can’t even remember the last time I had sex it’s pathetic” you laughed as the sad confession came out. Billie laughed with you, slightly making fun of your situation before you kept going. “At first it wasn’t bad, I really didn’t care. I mean at first I was having fun making myself cum and not having to deal with other people’s bullshit” “HAAHAH so fucking fair” Billie interrupted you but you continued. “But now though, oh my god. Girl, in the last two weeks I cannot fucking curb this hunger. I am so horny nonstop like, I swear I get myself off and the second I catch my breath I’m horny again. It’s fucking ridiculous” you laughed out. “Like I’m starting to feel insane. I need to go get fucked cuz this horny fucking monster in my brain is not liking my rose toy or my fingers anymore” Billie laughed hard at your words, and you joined in with her.

“Get back on tinder girl, we gotta feed that nasty monster i’ve never seen you like this it’s scary” you pushed her shoulder and clicked your tongue at her dramatic response, which she of course said with a classic mischievous grin you’ve seen too often on her face. She’s always so proud of her stupid jokes.

“I just hate tinder dude. It’s always so awkward and half the time the sex is ass anyways” you paused as she nods in agreement before you kept going. “take me to one of your award shows and introduce me to some of these bad bitches you always end up going home with” you winked and she smiled again, this time a confident slightly devilish smirk showing the pride she has for all those “bad bitches” she does have many good memories with. “I do be pullin huh” you rolled your eyes and flipped her off “don’t make me jealous you idiot”

There was a short pause to the conversation, you could see Billie’s gears turning in her head before she turned to look back at you, eyebrows raised and lips turned upwards again. “I could always just fuck ya” as she said it she shrugged, so matter of fact and nonchalant with her bold statement. “eww billie shut up you weirdo you’re my best friend” “first off, how dare you say ew, bitch. Second off I'm your hot best friend so get that straight” You smiled at her with your eyebrows raised, amusement coating your face, keeping quiet to let her finish her clearly unfinished sentence. “It doesn’t have to mean anything obviously, You’re hot, I'm hot, we’re completely comfortable with each other, we love each other, even if it’s just as friends, and you’re in a messy predicament that I can easily get you out of. I mean, I got all these bad bitches moaning and cumming like crazy i’m just sayin” She grinned and giggled at the end, knowing her fuck boy statement was ridiculous.

You both went silent, laughter filling the void as you think. Billie’s own mind wandered to the thought of making you feel good, and she began to feel her own curious desire building. You couldn’t ignore the horny energy coursing through you, it was impossible to not feel. Before your brain could talk yourself out of it you move. You got yourself up and sit back down straddling her lap with a smile and half hooded eyes looking down at Billie. She gasped for a second, somewhat shocked you were actually going along with this, before she planted her hands down and grabbed a handful of your ass.

There was a moment when your eyes met and you both giggled, amused by what was unfolding, knowing you’re both going to laugh about it afterwards as if it’s just another dumb thing you do as best friends. But as that giggle faded it’s replaced with a hunger, a growing desire and increasing erotic tension. The eye contact stayed and the smiles disappeared and suddenly your lips were wrapped between each other.

It was gentle at first, timid almost, as you both let go of the brief awkwardness of making out with your best friend for the first time. But within seconds it became passionate, heated, sloppy. Her hands continued to grab and pull at your ass over your cheeky sweatshorts, before she built confidence and slipped her hands under, now feeling your hot skin against her fingertips.

When her hands pushed you tighter against her your hips grinded and the sudden sensation against your clit made you moan quietly into the kiss. Billie pulled away and looked at you, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth in her sexy smirk as she heard your moan, immediately needing to hear more of them. She grabbed your bottom and stood you both up before turning and laying you down. Now hovering over you, Billie’s hungry eyes found yours and you could see an expression you’d never seen on her before, a dominant aroused one that maked your heart stop and goosebumps erupt all across your skin.

The feeling of her plump wet lips on your neck, placing sloppy kisses on every sliver of your skin, sucking and biting occasionally, made you moan louder. You were slowly melting into her touch, into the way she was working you up more and more. The throbbing at your core became hard to ignore and you knew you were making such a mess of your underwear as she made you more and more wet.

Billie’s eager lips found your sweet spot, sucking on your skin just below your ear, and your sweet loud moan filled her living room. “Mmmm you sound so good like that baby, so sexy hearing you moan” Your hand landed on the back of her neck, pulling her closer to your skin, needing more of her, searching for anything. She sped up her pace, kissing all over your neck and collarbones before pulling you up to take off your shirt and bralette. As you landed back on the sofa your boobs moved up and down with the motion. Billie watched with wide eyes and a big smile, you knew she’s always wanted to see them, you have found her staring at them far too often.

She wasted no time, immediately pulling your nipple into her mouth and sucking before letting it go with a pop and moving onto your other boob. Her passionate and intense attack on your chest was a clear indication of her own arousal growing. This might have just been two friends helping each other out, but that doesn’t mean you both aren’t incredibly attracted to each other and currently incredibly horny for one another. The melodies of heavy breathing and sloppy kisses filled the room and made it all quite apparent.

Billie’s lips trailed down your stomach slowly. She stopped often to bite and suck on the skin beneath her, each time pulling sweet squeaks and moans from your lips. She was enamored, fully taken over by a need to satisfy you, to give you everything you’d been missing for too long. She was taking her time, winding you up and building your desire until it was so intense you might explode. She wanted you so sensitive by the time she gave you what you wanted, that it would take only seconds to bring you to the edge.

Just before she got to the waistline of your shorts she moved back up to you, causing you to let out a deep sigh. You weren’t aware of all the air you were holding in until she stopped her sloppy, intoxicating descent down your body. As her lips found your face again her hands landed on your waist. Squeezing you tightly, Billie moaned in your ear, low and sultry, and moving straight to your wet core. The sound maked your head feel dizzy, like your body was experiencing too much need and arousal and you might pass out if you didn’t get fucked soon. Her lips pulled away from yours after a deep kiss and she whispered into your ear, “Let’s move to my room, I wanna have you laid out across my bed for me”

With that she tapped the side of your butt twice and stood up. You began to follow after her, feeling eager but slightly exposed, the cold air on your naked chest coating you in goosebumps. Billie turned to look at you and was immediately mesmerized by your freed boobs swaying and jumping as you walked. When you got to her room you jumped on the bed, giggling slightly as you watched her pull off her own top and jump on with you. Her bralette was just slightly too small, leaving her huge boobs spilling out of each side and top. Billie crawled over to you, hovering above and smirking down at you. As she looked at your body laid out under her, her tongue pushed against the inside of her cheek.

“You are too much y/n. So fucking sexy its ridiculous” You blushed at her compliment and reached above you, grabbing her face with both of your hands and pulling her down to join with you again. Her lips found yours quickly, and your tongues met not long after. You both let out moans that vibrated into the kiss. Moving your hands to Billie’s back, you searched eagerly for the clasp of her bralette. As you pulled it apart and the back dropped down, Billie moved one arm at a time and finally fully freed her boobs. You gasped at the sight of her pink hard nipples and big ivory boobs lightly grazing against your own, admittedly also having been caught staring at them too many times in your friendship.

Your head lifted up as your hand grabbed her boob, guiding it between your lips. A gasp followed by a deep moan filled the room as you eagerly sucked and bit on her nipples. The sudden pleasure made Billie’s body give out slightly, landing her knee between your legs to catch herself. You moved yourself down a bit more to continue your affection on her boobs and as you did your clit grazed her knee, immediately making you gasp. Billie let out a mischievous giggle before pushing your hips down and pulling her knee up, intensifying the pressure and the pleasure right away.

She pulled her boobs away from you and you groaned, missing them in your mouth immediately. She filled the void with her lips on your neck and her hands pulled at your hips, forcing you to begin grinding against her knee. Your back arched up and as you grinded you felt the crotch of your baggy shorts slip to the side. Now, just your soaked panties laid between you and Billie’s thigh. As you continued your motion Billie felt your wetness slipping against her, causing her own panties to get soaked. The sudden evidence of your wet arousal made something snap in Billies mind, “I need to taste you, fuck you’re so wet for me” She moved down quickly, getting herself comfortable between your legs before slipping off your shorts and thong at the same time.

“Godddddd so fucking pretty” Billie moaned after loudly swallowing. Your dripping pussy clenched in front of her as reality hit that you are about to get eaten out, finally after too many long months. The sensation of Billie’s smooth wet tongue slowly slipping between your folds sent a shockwave through your body. The comforter rustled as your hands dug around, trying to grab hold, trying to ground yourself. Her tongue flattened out wide and continued licking from your leaking entrance all the way up to your clit, where she stopped briefly and added pressure. She’s too good, it was making you melt and you felt like you were floating, no longer on earth. Your head felt cloudier and cloudier as her pleasure became the only thing you could feel. Her tongue continued sloppily consuming you, slurping you up at each lick before moving up to your clit. She knew exactly what she was doing, her actions pulling you closer and closer to the edge already.

As your moans got louder and louder and the pleasure consumed you, Billie began moving her hands from around your thighs. One traveled up and landed on your boob, pinching and pulling at your nipple, turning your moans to sweet yelps and cries. You could feel her smile against your cunt as her other hand moved down to your center.

Your messy wetness allowed two of her fingers to slip inside you with ease, immediately curling them upwards and pumping in and out slowly and deliberately. She made her tongue flat and hard and pushed it up against your clit. Moving her head side to side, she could feel your swollen bud throbbing under her. The sensation of her fingers filling you perfectly and her tongue playing with your sensitive clit had you gasping. It wasn’t just that you haven’t felt this in awhile that was making things build so quickly. Billie was incredibly skilled, you were learning that quite quickly. You’ve never been eaten out so well. You’ve never been so close to cumming so quickly. It usually takes you a while and you have to focus to feel the pleasure. Not right now, not with Billie. All you could think about was pleasure, it was surrounding you, inside of you, swirling and filling the room. It was everywhere.

“Billie, right there, fuck” your words came out as pants, completely drunk off the way she was fucking you. “Oh god Billie, yessss” She hummed into you, showing how much she loved making you moan. Your walls began pulsing and clenching around her fingers and your thighs squeezed her head tighter as you were pushed closer and closer to the edge. “Mmmm you close mama, you gunna cum for me?” her sultry tone was laced with pride as she continued devouring you and watching you squirm in front of her. “Yes yes yes Billie fuck I’m gunna cum”

Just as the words left your lips Billie pulled away, a slight seductive giggle hit your ears. You gasped, completely shocked at her actions, and as you lifted your head to confront her you were met with a shit eating grin spread across her face. “awe, did I ruin your orgasm? im sorry” she sarcastically mocked you, the obnoxious smile never leaving her face. “I can’t even keep myself away for long enough to properly tease you, you taste so good, so fucking sweet baby”

her lips latched onto your clit, the warmth of her mouth against your now cold cunt sent shivers through you. You didn’t expect Billie to be treating you like this, you thought she’d give you the basic stuff and make you cum quickly to satiate the hunger in you, but now, now she’s making it grow even stronger.

It only took a few minutes of sloppy sucking and licking for your orgasm to rise again. Her fingers were moving faster and her lips were wrapped tight around ur clit, sucking and licking and sucking and licking. With your hands tangled in her hair and your legs spread as far as they could go, you pushed Billie as tight against your pussy as possible, trying hard to hold in the loud moans that we’re fighting to come out. “I’m gunna cum, I- I’m gunna cum, right there Billie” she listened close to your breathing, trying to take in all the noises you were making that were turning her on too much. As she heard your gasps becoming more and more erratic and chaotic she knew you were close again.

Within seconds her mouth was gone, placing light kisses on your inner thighs and laughing again at your groans. Her fingers were still inside of you but they were still, no longer moving in and out. She could feel the way your walls pulsed around her as she edged you out of your almost orgasm.

“Fuck, Billie, please let me cum, you’re killing me” you whined out, getting too heated and too needy now. “oh but edging you and hearing you beg is so much more fun” she paused to place another kiss on your thigh, this time so close to your pussy it made you gasp. she smiled against your skin before speaking again, “And it’ll feel sooooo much better when I finally let you cum, be patient for a little longer babygirl, it’ll be worth it.” Your stomach flipped at the nickname and your head began to feel fuzzy from the rollercoaster of pleasure she’s been making you feel.

Billie did it all over again, building you up higher and higher with her talented tongue and fingers. The room was filled with the sound of your wetness against her mouth, and your gasps and moans that you tried hard to hold it but couldn’t. You felt like you were becoming addicted to the way she was fucking you. It was better than anything you’re used to. You were beginning to realize all those stories of her making her partners cum over and over again, and the way she said she’d make them scream, none of it was exaggerated, she was just that good. You almost didn’t want to cum, didn’t want it to end. You knew you couldn’t have this again.

As the cues were showing Billie how close you were yet again, she stopped, yet again. This time, she pulled her fingers out of you, causing you to whine at the emptiness and at the feeling of your orgasm disappearing again. Your eyes opened to the sight of Billie right about you. “taste yourself babygirl, taste how delicious you are” Her fingers slid into your mouth and after a moment of swirling your tongue around her she pulled them away, replacing them with her lips. You kissed her passionately, showing your eager desire, needing her to know how fucking hungry you were after being edged too many times to count.

Your growing impatience filled your body, you felt overwhelmed by it and allowed it to fully take control. Your hand gripped her hair and you pulled her back down to where you needed her most, hard and only by her strands of black silk. She sucked in a breath and moaned at your needy and slightly dominant action before landing her lips back on your dripping pussy. She was moving faster than before, like she was a ravenous animal that’d been starved for days. When her fingers, now 3 deep, slipped back into your desperate hole, she moaned out with you, as if she was enjoying this as much as you were. Each of her movements were calculated and deliberate. She was using all her skills, all her tricks on you. You felt like you couldn’t breathe, you were being suffocated by the almost unknown pleasure she was bringing you. Her tongue parted with you for just long enough to speak, “Did so good for me love, such a good girl letting me tease you like that. Go on and cum for me, cum all over my fingers and face. Need you to make a mess of me baby” Those words mixed with the return of her tongue sent you over the edge.

You were spiraling, dizzy and overwhelmed as your body erupted into sparks of pleasure. The sensations were almost too much as you screamed out her name over and over. Billie kept going, kept fucking into you, kept licking your clit, kept your orgasm flowing through your body. You knew more was coming, you could feel it. The one thing Billie didn’t know about you was that you could squirt. She was about to learn. It took one last flick of her fingers for the gates to open. You screamed, letting it all out at once as you squirted months of built up tension onto her fingers, her face, her boobs. It was everywhere and you felt like you were no longer on Earth, gasping for air as you began your descent back down.

Your eyes finally opened to see Billie’s bold eyes and big smile, she was still between your legs, still gazing at your fucked out pussy in front of her. “holy shit y/n, that was so fucking hot. I had no idea you could squirt” She was so turned on, she couldn’t stop thinking about how hot you were, how hot it was to watch you cum all over her. Her legs squeezed together unconsciously, but you picked up on it. You knew Billie didn’t start this with the intention of you fucking her but now you needed it.

As she came bakc up towards your face she kissed you on the forehead. You were still trying to catch your breath and stop your legs from continuing to shake with the aftershocks. You looked at her with a satisfied smile and a shaky laugh that came out with each of your breaths. Her face matched yours showing off her complete enjoyment from what just played out. After wiping your cum off of her face she finally broke the silence, “so, did we do it? Are you finally satisfied?” You began to nod, the laughter still coming out each time you breathed.

You flipped yourself on top of her catching her completely off guard before speaking, “I will be once I make you cum” as soon as the words slid off your tongue your lips were backing on hers, moaning at the taste of your own cum coating her mouth.

You both knew this could only be for one night, so you might as well make it a long night.

[bonbonly]

same anon from pussy drunk max and I just thought of this and had to share. Hold my hand on this one, pussy inspection. Doesn’t matter who you write it for but just wanting to “check” you at random times through the day. Holding you spread, checking if you’re tight and punishing you for ruining your panties telling you that you can’t just walk around wet all the time or else he’ll have to confiscate your panties and pants. The idea of him spreading you out and nudging your clit, sliding his fingers in and out, maybe even checking if you still take his cock perfectly is so hot to me. Especially if he’s successfully restraining himself from fucking you, after all he can’t fuck you unless he inspects you properly. Going insane over this idea please add more

ASDFASDFASF I AM GOING FERALLL OVER THIS YOU CAN'T JUST PUT THIS IN MY INBOX AND THEN EXPECT ME NOT TO EXPLODE I-

ok deep breaths, deep breaths bon, you got this asfasdfasf

bon thoughts (18+)

you know who i see this as? collegeau!charles leclerc. this is so him, and I'm going to make sure ALL of you see why this is him. he's the sweetest boy ever in the university, and he volunteers and goes training to be an inspector because he thinks it'll look good on his resume. and he's very hell bent on being professional, but then he sees you and all he can think about is how he's hoping you end up on his list of patients so he can finally inspect you.

when he walks into the room one day, he sees you naked and spread out completely, your pussy on display for him, as if you were made for him. he's biting his lips, taking a deep breath in and trying to keep his reputation intact. good sweet boy charles couldn't possibly try to ruin you, but the demons in his mind told him otherwise. he sits on a small stool, his face inches from your cunt. you prop yourself up on elbows, asking him how long this will take because you had a class to attend to soon and he's smiling like an idiot, nodding his head and talking about how he understands your concerns. he grabs some gloves, slipping them on carefully before taking his thumb and massaging your clit slowly. his eyes are on you, watching your reactions as you gasp out loud, head thrown back before you ultimately fall back onto the head of the bed you were laying on. when he thinks you're wet enough, he slips a finger in,

"just checking to see how tight you are, ma chérie," he murmurs, licking his lips, he wants to wrap his mouth around your cunt but he's holding himself back. he'd have to wait. he's adding a second finger, astonished how your body's welcoming him and when he curls and hits a spot inside you, you're moaning out loud. he pulls his fingers out, nodding his head and taking some notes and tells you that you're good for your first check-up.

and then the days pass, and you didn't show up to a couple of his checks, which has him a bit impatient. everyone was busy with their lives, though, but you? oh, he spent days thinking about you, how could you do this to him? so when you do show up, he's upset at you but even more upset that you're pussy is glistening in the light. you're dripping onto the bed beneath you, and he has no idea why that's so, but he doesn't like it one bit. you explain to him that this boy said something to you that made you feel funny. charles isn't happy one bit, and he's rubbing your clit harder than he's supposed to, watching your pussy hole clench around nothing,

"ma chérie, you cannot be walking around like this. ruining your panties, drenching what ever you wear. what if someone else sees? is that what you want? you want people to see how wet you are?" he's scolding you, and you're getting wetter at his words, unsure as to why your tummy was feeling weird, as if there was a pressure waiting to be unleashed. charles is shaking his head, not even waiting to hear your response, "i might order you to never wear anything to cover this cunt of yours, so that everyone can see how needy your pussy is."

his restraint is out the window, and he now has his cock out. his tip is crying for you, leaking excessively and you tilt your head, trying to understand what part of the procedure this was. charles notices your confusion and reassures you, "just to see if you can take a cock, or specifically my cock."

and he sinks himself into you, watching you moan out loud as he begins to fuck you at a pace that might be a little too much for you, but he doesn't care. he's been waiting for days for this, and he has no signs of stopping now. he almost catches himself leaning forward to kiss you, he knows better than to get involved like this but he figures in the next appointments he could get closer to you. right now, all he wants is to fill your cunt up with his cum, "you can only ever do this with me, no one else. never take anyone's cock outside of this exam room unless it's mine."

and you nod your head, willing to follow along with whatever he said. he's the sweetest boy on campus, he obviously was doing this for your own good!

[nalitali]

bewitched woman

Javier EscuellaxF!Reader

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Summary: Javier is teaching you to dance. As simple as that..right ;) Warning:…none? Fluff with a bit of spice maybe? I was listening to Billie Bossa Nova while writing this. Guys don't get your hopes too much, I smell that some angst it's on a way W/C: 2868

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You and the others have been sitting by the campfire on the fallen log, on the chairs or simply, at the ground. The sounds of the night was complimented by Dutch's gramophone playing a vinyl, sweet tones combined with the singers harmony voice. Making it a fine nice evening.

Molly and Dutch dancing in each other embrace, their hands held together, leaning on each other bodies. Smile tugging at her lips, she was finally happy for a moment, shining like a bright star. You were sitting next to Tilly, chatting and laughing with her about whatever came onto your slightly tipsy mind. Creating calm atmosphere, enjoying the fine momentum.

Mary-Beth rose from one of the wooden box, asking Arthur for a dance, and when you seen him trying to decline, you only encouraged him to 'just join her' with a smile.

Been a while since he had some piece of a joy.

Then you turned your attention back to the flames from fire, sipping onto the beer bottle, when Tilly asked you "how come you never asked for a dance?"

You glanced back at her, putting the bottle to your lap. "I never learned to dance" you answered, with your finger tracing onto the neck of the bottle. Like sure - you understood the moves, you could dance by yourself if you wanted. But dancing in the pair? Eye to eye? Looking straight in the eyes of a man? To hold him and let him hold you? No, thank you.

Tilly covered her mouth at that, almost laughing at you. "I don't believe you! You can shoot anyone between their eyes and not dance?"

You rolled your eyes in funny matter at her, knowing the mocking tone was more than friendly from her. "Yeah, yeah, go and laugh to my face. I ain't no housewife, cannot dance properly, what a disgrace am I-"

"-I can teach you"

Your head turned quickly to the source of that voice that cut you off. Javier was still sitting by his usual spot on the bedroll, guitar now being in the back of his 'tent'. You looked at him with half questionable and half amused face.

"That would be nice to look at" Tilly whispered into your ear, you couldn’t help but smirked at that, stood up from the dead wood, placing the beer bottle to the ground. The smirk still present. And at your standing move, Javier quickly rose from the ground, brushing off the dirt that could be potentially present on his pants, and walked to you.

Of course he was going to take the opportunity to teach you.

Not missing any second, he guided you a bit to the left side, gently held you by your forearm to get you closer to him. So he and you were facing each other comfortably. There weren't need for many words between the two of you. Not now, not ever. Javier always acted, you barely asked - a perfect duo.

The small gesture already stirred some strings in your stomach, the funny feeling in your gut started to act. You didn't meet his eyes yet, just placed your left hand onto his shoulder. He held onto your waist, bringing you much closer to him. His touch shooting a warm feeling directly to your heart, and then you gathered the already owned courage to rose your eyes to meet his.

"You are always so eager Javier?" You couldn't held back the tease, seeing the playful fire in him. Yet - he kept himself, he wasn’t all over you like those fools you sometimes meet in saloons.

“Can you blame me?” He smirked, his hand on your waist holding you gently, softly squeezed you, the feeling in your heart only increasing. “I’ve got a pretty little lady in my arms, no?” he added. His voice was always smooth like silk, even though his English was more than good, but how you loved to hear his Spanish accent.

"I will stumble on your toes" you tried to get away your nervousness with laughter.

“No you won’t, cariño.” He said quietly, the smile playing in the corners of his lips, Javier's hand moved on your lower back. You chuckled once again, holding onto his shoulder and the other hand in his hand. Swaying softly into the rhythm.

“There we go" Javier whispered "you’re doing much better then I expected” He began slowly leading you, guiding the both of you, dancing around.

"So, you thought I would be bad?" You rose your brow, enjoying the tease set in motion. Letting him lead, from time to time looking at your feet not to mess it up. Just quick glances down and then right back up.

“Oh you know I didn’t mean it like that.” He chuckled, his eyes not leaving yours. Never even glanced down to check the movement. “You aren't even falling flat on your pretty self.” Javier said, his hand smooth in yours. Almost like they were always meant to be held like this.

"…my pretty self?" You spoke lowly with a question at his words "I always know that you are not the smoothest at the flirting, but damn that's a line" You gently poked the bear with the stick. Soft smile painted on your lips.

“Ay-” He pouted jokingly, but just shook his head afterwards, leaning a little closer to you, his hand on your waist starting to run up and down your side. You took your hand from his shoulder to take his and get it back in it's rightful place. The challenging look in your eyes.

"We are dancing Mr. Escuella" you reminded him the most obvious thing.

"We are dancing yes, but who said I can’t touch a girl I dance with?" He said back, the present cockiness just made the mood flow even better. Swaying in the rhythm.

"Do you think of me as an easy girl?" you asked him, eyes connected like roots are to the ground - never breaking, never leaving. "because I was never easy, I never am" you added. Even thought it wasn't needed.

“I know.” Javier hummed, his hand tightening on the small of your back. Your bodies were almost touching — the only thing separating the two of you was the thin layer of clothes, and maybe the present eyes of the folk, but that wasn't near your radar, not even his. It was just you in his eyes and vice versa.

"And I wouldn’t have you any other way, querida"

You couldn't help but chuckle. "And that was a smooth line" you hummed. Javier smiled lowly. He continued guiding you, pulling you around, gently spun you, so you both danced in sync with the music.

“There’s few things I take pride in. And one of those things just happens to be my ability to be a smooth talker.”

"Only a pity that you lack in it…sometimes" You told him back, still present soft smile on your lips. "but don't worry, I like you just how you are."

He feigned being hurt, acting as if he took major offense to your words.

“Sometimes?” Javier chuckled, his smirk growing wider. “You’re a little more cruel than I thought.”

You moved your hands around his neck, breaking the hold. Feeling the fabric of his shirt, feeling his skin under your fingertips.

"Just a little" you said under your breath.

Javier wasn't much behind his moves. When you wrapped your arms around his neck, he took the chance to pull you right to him. His hands rested on your hips, holding you firmly against his chest. Body on body.

“That’s not something to be proud of”

Your gaze was now fully on him, looking deep into his brown eyes. "Could have asked different woman to dance." You whispered.

He laughed quietly, his breath warm on your skin.

“You’ve got a point, there miss” He mumbled, his arms wrapping around your waist. “But you see, this cruel woman just so happens to be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on..” He whispered those words to you. Like they just didn't set the desire on fire.

"...just like a devil, right?" If Javier want to play those dirty games, why not just enjoy it, so you whispered to him in low tone. Giving him back his cards, to taste them.

There was a mischievous glint in his eye and a hint of a smirk tugging at one corner of his lips, his grasp on your waist tightening. “Yeah, just like a devil..” He mumbled. “A cruel, bewitching devil..”

"Wouldn’t it be a shame to let the devil consume your soul?" You continued with the whisper. “Maybe…” Javier bit his lip as he felt you move your hips to the music, his hands on your waist guiding you to keep in time with him. Following the tempo you both set.

“But I’d rather my soul be taken by a devil as beautiful as you, than an angel who can’t even compare to your beauty.” He muttered to you, his voice sounded even smoother with this words.

"Should've become a poet, not an outlaw" you spoke under your breath. “You think so?” He asked, his eyes watching your lips as you continued to whisper. “You think I’d be good at that? A poet?”

A small smile was forming in the corners of your lips. "If you got someone to tell you what is wort putting down on the paper"

“Maybe you should tell me what’s worthy" He hummed “I’d put all of my thoughts about you onto paper if I could.”

Your heart was hammering in your chest, you would bet that he could feel it too. Since our bodies were so close to each other. You took all the courage you had in yourself, and brought him a bit lower.

"that so..?"

A low chuckle escaped from his mouth. His head was now hovering just above yours, your faces only a few mere inches away from one another.

“Of course it is…” He mumbled, his eyes still glued to your lips. “Every little thought — about just how beautiful you are. How much I admire you. How I’m completely and utterly obsessed with you.” Javier spoke very lowly, giving all the attention he had to you.

"….you always say those things to a lady while having a dance?" You asked with whisper, lips millimeters away, breaths mixing with each other. Music was out of your radar, you couldn't hear it, couldn't see anything. It was just you and him. All the tension build within a years working together. Living together. Those stolen glances you would give him over your shoulder. Looks he send you when he thought no one was watching. Bottled up feelings were right about to spill from the glass bottle.

“No.” He uttered, his hold around your waist getting even tight, he stopped swaying into the music, and you did too. “Not to just any lady.”

He leaned his head down, his lips hovering right above yours. You could feel his breath on your skin, the warm feeling igniting in your heart once again.

“Only to the cruel, bewitching woman who’s completely enraptured me.”

A shiver ran down your spine, a breath escaped your lips. His eyes were switching between your eyes and your lips. God, you were driving him feral. He wanted to kiss you. He needed to kiss you, to feel your lips on his so badly.

But he didn’t.

He needed you two to be alone.

So, he grabbed your hand, not even giving you a second to understand - because you didn't need to. You always saw right behind his every move before, so of course you saw this also. Letting him lead you away from the others, damn like you would care about the others.

He lead you to the edge of the camp, where no prying eyes were. (like that would matter. Like no one saw the sparks between the two of you)

When the closest tree came in your direction, you don't remember who done what. You only know that the second your lips met his, a wave of pleasure shot through him. Your hands found his face, his hair. Your mind was stained by him - and only him. He was everywhere, all your senses were possessed by one thing, and it was him. A low groan escaped him, his arms around your waist pulling you firmly to him, your bodies now fully pressing against each other.

His lips moved hungrily in sync with yours, a hand moving up to your jaw, tilting your head to kiss you deeper. Javier's hands were all over you, a fire inside him igniting from your kiss, your touch, your moans.

Javier let out a huff of breath, his lips moving down from your mouth to your neck, taking your skin between his teeth and leaving small trails of love-bites in his path. “You drive me crazy, hermosa” He mumbled, his hand on your jaw tilting your head back to expose more of you. His mustache brushed against my face — rough, but somehow tender.

You would love to let him explore you, to let him kiss every inch of your skin. But you need him like the air you were breathing. So you pulled his mouth back to yours, kissing hungrily, like a starved woman. Every touch you shared done only one thing, it created a need for another. Like you didn't even know how to walk properly, but was running a race. A primal need of another body.

His lips were kissing you harder, his hands gripping you firmly, just like your hand was gripping onto his clothes. His body pushed yours back a little, pinning you against the tree, pressing his body firmly against you.

"Javier-" you breathed out “Shhh..” he hushed. He had you pressed up against the tree, his body trapping you, his hands roaming over you. He was lost in his desire for you.

You couldn’t hold back the soft chuckle.

"...if Mary-Beth accepted your dance. Would you also call her bewitched woman and kissed her like this?" You asked, even though you knew the answer straight away. You only asked to tease, to provoke.

“Hell no.” He growled. “You’re the only one I call a bewitched woman. And you’re the only one I want to kiss.” he whispered to your lips.

"that's what I wanted to hear" you spoke, your hands roaming all over his neck, going to your shoulders, your chest. A hand tangled itself in your hair, holding you. He then moved back up, his lips returning to yours. He kissed you desperately, wanting to taste you, wanting to feel you. His body pressed you harshly against the bark, his hands roaming over you.

“The only woman I want. The only woman I need..” he mumbled against your lips. His hand then move to the back of your thigh, pulling it up and hooking it around his hip. Your pants rubbed against his. Denim onto denim.

“You make me lose all sanity” he uttered, you cold hear the desperateness in his voice. You couldn't help and laugh at that.

“What’s so funny..?” He mumbled against your skin, his lips travelling to your collarbone. His hand on your thigh gripped you tightly, his hips now grinding into yours, the growing bulge in his pants pressing to your burning core. The other hand went to cup your breast through the fabric of the shirt. You didn't even have a need to hold back the pleasant moan.

"Where is your saint religion Javi?" you hummed to him as you pecked his lips. He let out gruff laugh.

“There’s no god. No saint. Nothing.” He mumbled irritably as he stared down at your with darkened eyes. “There’s just the cruel, beguiling woman who’s bewitched me. Whose made me obsessed with her.”

"Oh, poor you. This cruel woman you seemed to be bewitched. Falling in her grasp, just like she want you" You whispered to him, the erotic atmosphere only taking volumes.

He chuckled breathlessly, his fingers digging into your thigh, holding you up.

“You have no idea how much I’m enchanted by you, querida”

He let out a low moan as he felt your body, his hips grinding into yours, the bulge in his pants becoming harder, his desire for you growing.

"Maybe one day I will be worshiped" you hummed, kissing Javier gently with hold of raw passion. He chuckled again against your lips, his hand gripping and pulling at your thigh, wanting more. Needing more.

“Worship you? Oh I already do…” he said, his nose running along your jawline, pressing kisses into your skin.

“You’ve completely consumed me, you’ve entranced me.. I’d do anything for you darling” he muttered like a desperate man he was now. And you? You only smiled at him, your hands went to his belt.

"…show me how much you crave me Javier Escuella"

He groaned at your words, his hands gripping you tightly, his eyes full of hunger and desire, his breath hot and heavy, his body hungry for you. But he didn't need to starve any longer.

[feyhunter78]

Chapter Three - Your father has taken notice of your blossoming interest in a certain dark-haired northerner.

Ch 4

“The boy is looking at you again.” Your father drawls, moving his elephant across the cyvasse board with disinterest.

You take a sip of your wine and hum in response, moving one of your trebuchets forward.

He clicks his tongue. “Bad move, little lion, that leaves me free to attack your king.”

You glance at the board and curse internally; you have been far too distracted by Jon’s barely subtle stares to properly play the game. “Perhaps I am simply letting you win, you are getting older, Father, it is only the kind thing to do.”

Your father raises an eyebrow and delivers his final move. “Ah yes, it is kindness that distracts you, not the strapping lad who seems he will burst into flames if he does not look at you every three seconds.”

You glance over at Jon, who swiftly turns his attention back to Arya, correcting her stance out in the training yard, the ground freshly cleared of snow.

You and your father have taken a seat on one of the benches within one of the entrances to the guest chambers that spills out into the yard. It’s the perfect mixture between the warmth inside and the crisp morning air outside.

“I have not the faintest idea what you speak of.” You say, popping a grape into your mouth and chewing slowly, trying to hide your smile from your father.

He sighs and shakes his head. “All those years spent teaching you to mask your emotions, to have the perfect expression that never reveals anything, gone with the simple presence of a dark-haired northern boy who does naught by train and brood.”

“He reads as well.” You say, unable to stop yourself from defending Jon.

“Oh, does he now? Someone send word to the Grand Maester, we have found his newest acolyte.” He snorts, taking a drink from his glass.

You wrinkle your nose in response. “You are quite humorous, Father, truly you could put the court fool out of a job.”

He sets his wine down and heaves a heavy sigh. “You know I only ever wish for your happiness.”

“Yes, it is why you are my favorite father in the whole continent.” You smile teasingly, pulling your cloak closer around you as the wind picks up.

“But he is a bastard—”

“You said all dwarves are bastards in their father’s eyes, and yet you are still a man worth respect and titles.” You cut in, surprising even yourself with your outburst.

“Y/N.” Your father says sternly, laying his hands flat on the table.

You duck your head. “Sorry, Father.”

“He is a bastard, he cannot be your husband. A lover, or a guard, yes, but not a husband. If we were not Lannisters, if our house was not as it was, then perhaps it would be allowed. Gods know I do not wish to force you into a marriage you despise, but you are still a lady, still have the potential to win over great victories for our family.”

You bite the inside of your cheek, turning his words over in your mind. “Are you suggesting I proposition him, like Queen Rhaenyra did Ser Criston Cole?”

“I am not suggesting anything, I do not wish to think of my only daughter as a lady grown, but if you must follow Queen Rhaenyra’s footsteps…perhaps it is a Lord Harwin Strong you should seek instead.” His tone is careful, teetering the line between fatherly advice and the words of a Lannister.

You toy with the edges of your cloak. “Jon cares much for his honor, it would be shameful to even ask him such a thing.”

Your father’s hand covers your own. “That bleeding heart of yours, it comes straight from your mother.”

You smile. “And you, as well, do not downplay your kindness. An unkind father would have shipped me off to the richest man who asked for my hand the moment I first bled.”

He shivers in disgust at the thought.

Your eyes drift over to Jon and Arya, the latter who has been distracted by the appearance of Sansa and Joffrey.

“Perhaps a guard then, you could do worse than a guard you have grown alongside, it breeds loyalty.” Your father muses, watching how Jon shifts to put himself between Arya and Joffrey.

You cringe when Joffrey challenges Jon to a playful duel, ignoring your father’s words. “This will not go well.”

“Perhaps it will be good for your cousin’s ego to be beaten into the ground by someone he deems below him.”

You meet your father’s eyes and you both burst into laughter.

“Y/N, Uncle, stop laughing and come, all must witness this display of skill.” Joffrey calls, beckoning you both over.

“I cannot, Nephew, I must meet with your Uncle Jaime.” Your father calls back, hopping down from the bench.

“Father.” You hiss, silently begging him not to leave you with Joffrey.

He pats your hand. “You will be fine, stiff upper lip, little lion, remember?”

You groan and pout at him, but he shoos you forward.

Sansa crushes your hand as you watch Jon and Jeffrey spar, it’s clear Jon is holding back, you’ve seen him training, he puts more effort into hitting the dummies than he does attempt to hit Joffrey.

“Should you not cheer for your cousin?” Sansa asks.

The thought has never crossed your mind, and now it makes your stomach turn. “I would not want to break his concentration.” You say gracefully, trying to keep your eyes on the clashing swords and not Jon.

“Who cares?” Arya cheers, “Go Jon, knock him flat.”

Jon flashes her a smile, one born of confidence and the rush of near victory, and your heart skips a beat. For a moment, you can imagine him competing in a tourney. His polished armor flashing in the sun, ripping his helmet off and letting it fall to the ground, his curls set free as he directs that smile towards you, the crown of roses in his hand naming you his Queen of Love and Beauty.

“Good work, My Prince, hit him hard.” Sansa cheers in direct opposition of her sister.

Joffrey turns towards Sansa, basking in her praise. A fatal mistake, his distraction allows Jon to knock him to the ground.

The action rips a gasp from you, not many aside from your Uncle Jaime would dare to knock Joffrey off his feet.

Your cousin lies there stunned, then he darts up, sputtering, his face turning red as he hurls insults at Jon, before storming off, Sansa jumping up to follow after him.

You catch her arm. “Lady Sansa, I would leave him to his solitude, my cousin is not fond of sharing in his embarrassment.”

Sansa looks as if she wishes to argue, but relents and turns to scold Arya for her cheering.

Jon’s gaze falls upon you, he hasn’t even broken a sweat, his eyes the color of a winter storm in the sunlight.

Perhaps a guard then. Your father’s words echo in your mind. You didn’t need to follow in Queen Rhaenyra’s footsteps, you could follow in Queen Alicent’s. Your maester had spoken of the pure and courtly bond between her and Ser Criston Cole when you were young, and you had been enraptured by the devotion Ser Cole had to his queen.

“Well done, Lord Jon.” You say, giving him a smile and a slight nod of your head as you take a step forward, then another until you are standing before him. Then you lean in, “though I would not have protested if you bruised his jaw when you knocked him flat.”

A slight smile tugs at Jon’s lips, and your eyes dart down to them.

He sucks in a breath, then takes a step back, putting more space between you, an overly appropriate amount of space. “Thank you, Lady Lannister.”

“Y/N, or if we must use titles, Lady y/n.”

Jon swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his pale throat. He has a nice throat, well-formed, pale with a smattering of dark stubble where it meets his chin. He must be freshly shaved, there’s a slight nick near his right ear.

You must get a hold of yourself, a nice throat? Y/N, you are shameful. You chastise yourself internally, tearing your eyes from him.

“As you wish, Lady y/n.” He whispers, his voice nearly stolen by the wind.

Jon TL: @mostclevermiss

[avocado-writing]

Could I request headcanons for Astarion, Gale, Wyll, Halsin, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor react to his gn crush telling him that they're glad they had a chance to meet him despite everything they have went through? They also mentioned how they would have never met him if everything (the plot itself 😂) didn't happen!

my most gorgeous anon you certainly may!!

Astarion

Laughs, but not at you. At the situation - this whole thing, mindflayers and all, has been ridiculous.

But he takes your hand in his and holds it, looking into your eyes with a depth of sweetness you don’t often see.

“Me too, my darling. I’m glad for every blood-drenched moment of it… though maybe I’d appreciate not sleeping on ground so much.”

You open your mouth to bicker back, but he captures your lips in a kiss instead, and rests his forehead against yours after.

You know he’s happy it happened, too.

Gale

You whisper this to him in an intimate moment, cuddled up together on his bedroll.

He pulls back to look at you, studies your face to see if you’re being sincere.

Wipes some hair from your face, softly. He speaks with such reverie it is as if he is making a vow.

“I’d do it all again, my heart. Every wretched second of it, if it meant you would be waiting for me at the end.”

Kisses you deeply, and the two of you know that you need no more words for now.

Wyll

Takes your hand and holds it to his heart. Lets you feel the way that it beats

”My darling, if I had a choice, I’d never wish this upon you. I’d hope for a kinder life where we discovered each other in a time of peace, where I could court you properly, like you deserve. But seeing as we cannot change the past… I can only be glad we went through this, and that I had the opportunity to meet you.”

Kisses you so sweetly, and through that kiss you know he means every word he says.

Halsin

Holds you ever so tightly.

“My heart. Nature has created many great marvels, but none that could possibly rival you. If I could spare you from the path you’ve been made to tread, I wish I could say that I would… but I would never give up the chance to meet you.”

Buries his lips against your hair, whispers his adorations to you.

Lets you know that you are the most treasured thing in his heart, and he’d change nothing on his path to meet you either.

Dammon

Puts down his forge hammer, turns to you with the softest look in his eyes.

Takes a moment to wipe his hands before he takes yours.

”I’m so glad that I met you, too. This path has been treacherous but I can’t regret a single footstep.”

Kisses you so sweetly. You know he will help protect you for every step forwards, too.

Rolan

Pretends that he thinks you’re being overly sentimental and maudlin, but you can see the way he smiles.

“Well, I’m not sure I would do it all again… but I’m glad that you would…”

You harrumph and he pulls you into his arms, pressing his lips to yours.

“I am happy that I met you though, my light.”

Zevlor

He takes a moment to digest this confession.

Kisses you deeply, caresses your face with his battle-callused hands.

“You are the best thing that has ever happened to me,” he tells you, voice thick with emotion.

You stand there, basking in the other’s love, happy.

[myraniellejkelly]

AIB boys with an s/o who’s emotionless

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This work includes/warning: Images belongs to their respected owners that’s been taken from Pinterest, vulgar language, fluff, angst, smut, and a little dark comes to Banda. Y/N has a soft spot and had a good hearted personality, despite being emotionless.

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Would think you’re mad or upset about him that was shown from your unreadable face, I mean he overthinks too much that you fell out of love.

Considering that he wants to make you happy, but you just casually nod pit and simply do the chores. He was just not too sure what to do with you, it makes him feel distracted from his own video game.

Wanting to come right at you and hug you, you turn to him and said, “Arisu, dear, what are you doing?”

“Are you mad at me?”

“What? Nonsense, why did you think of that?” you asks, you clearly know that you’re obviously just an emotionless doll, that cannot clearly respond to express an emotion.

He wasn’t so sure what to respond to you which clearly you say, “Is it because I’m mere odd and couldn’t express what I’m reacting to you?” clearly, you were referring to your expressionless self.

As you told him, “Why not we take a break and talk about it okay?” then you grabbed his hand and you two take to the living room. You sat down on the couch and tapped to where he would sit down, mostly Arisu likes laying down on your palm, while how he likes seeing your beautiful face. “I wanna say I’m sorry, if you think of me that way all day, I never wanted you to try to put up into this.”

Arisu felt so understandable to your words but felt like as if he didn’t understand it all, “You know I love you despite not expressing it the same way as you do. Deep inside, I am happy and you just want to make me laugh.”

Then you slowly shown a smile a little, up your face makes him surprised, “Y/N! You smile!”

“Am I? Hmm… I guess I try…” as you went back to a frown, “well, that’s only thing I could show you just now.”

In some cases, you’re just his mature girlfriend who acts so motherly to the point, you just got an immature boyfriend who plays video games all the time. Of course, you love him by the way and even when you join in playing video games, you’ve played fair just as you said, “Oh… did I win?”

“H-How…” as his face looks even more genuinely surprise from the screen.

And you were blinking at him with innocent eyes, “Clearly, there’s so much button to press in this controller, darling.”

“You didn’t even know how to use the controller properly, how the hell did you get this better than me?!”

“Perhaps, slow and steady wins the race.”

“Ugh!” he said dramatically, falling down onto his bed. While you slowly laughed a little. Makes Arisu look at you and said, “Did you just laugh at me?”

“I guess, I did, I’m not that much expressing too much of myself to you.”

He rolled his eyes and pouted, “This is so unfair!”

“At least now, I want you to do the chores for me, babe,” you said, patting his head. “Or else don’t make me wait.”

Arisu loves you and even if he was just so lazy to do anything, that’s when you grabbed him and take him way too seriously by your eyes, as much as you dare him to do it. For most of the time, you were always so affectionate over his needs and even you act so responsible, clearly he would do anything in return for love.

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Your presence made him admirable and that your gaze were much to show, that he would fall over heels for you.

Karube is open-minded and is lucky to have you as his girlfriend. In other assumptions in relationships, he wouldn’t understand your stern look but those eyes makes you look adorable to him in his own eyes.

Sometimes, you seem to act so responsible because of the way your cold facade and having a relationship with a nice man, like Karube. Although, he never seen you smile which makes him overthink, about your coldness and having a balanced relationship with him.

You were never mad at him, well not when he’s drunk all of a sudden. When you remember how his friends, Arisu and Chota called you on the phone. You were obviously stressed out disappointed, likely pinching his ear when you guys get home.

“You idiot, how many times did you drink all night?” you asks calmly but little hint of anger, like you were about to yell at him.

He wasn’t focus or speak up, unless you keep bashing him in the head or snapped your fingers, just snapped him back to reality.

“Babe! Babe! I’m cool! I’m cool!”

“I’m cool, my ass,” you were pissed off and quickly grabbed his hand, putting him to the couch. “I can’t believe it’s already late since you came here.”

As you came back with water in your hand and give it to him. He was groaning while feeling dazed, “Baby, what’s the rush? Why are you so worried about me?”

“Seriously? I care about you,” you said, hitting the back of his head. “You dummy!”

“I can’t seem to understand you… and you’re… robotic expression I can’t tell…”

“Really? Is that really the problem? Look, I can’t express myself to you. I know I don’t seem like your ordinary girlfriend, but I’m trying to be more expressive at least just once. I’m sorry.”

You hear him dryly laugh, “God, you even sound so sad…”

“I am! I never wanted you to get so worked up, I know what you’re doing but… you know I’m happy despite not showing to you…”

Karube sighs and lay his head to the side, just look at you and smile as his hand placed gently to your face, “You’re a good girlfriend… a woman of my dreams and oh I wish I could make you smile… for once…”

You slightly smiled of what he was asking for, “You look pretty when you smile… I wish I don’t want to forget that moment…”

“You’re such a dummy,” you said, went back to a frown as you kissed him. “You’re forget that either way.”

Karube loves you the way you are, but he can tell from your tone of voice that you’re just happy. Even though you’re very cold and busy at the moment.

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Ⓒⓗⓞⓣⓐ

“Ms. L/N, I brought you some coffee.”

As you turn to him and adjust your glasses, you nodded, “Thank you, Chota, you can just lay it over there at my side of my desk.”

At some point, Chota start to admire you all of a sudden and seeing that you’re busy, while continue looking through his computer. But it just so happens that he wants to talk to you, “Ms. L/N?”

“Hmm?”

“I uhm… I was wondering if you were off for this weekend?” he asks of you, only you to respond was a your gaze at him.

“What for?”

“Well, I wanna talk to you… you know to a restaurant that’s been opened nearby,” replied Chota.

“So… it’s a date? Date?”

He quickly blushed and shakes his head rapidly, “N-No! Business talking between… uhh… colleagues…”

You lifted your eyebrow at him, “Is that so? Then I’m off on weekends,” you answer. “I’ll be there.”

When you two were at the restaurant nearby, you two talked at first in half until an hour. Chota felt so shy to talk to you about something, you could see how awkward he must’ve been feeling, despite you’re not expressing anything and you raise your eyebrow at him, deep down you just adore him. “You’re cute,” you said.

It catches his attention onto you and he blushed, “W-What?!”

“I’m saying ‘you’re cute,’ Chota,” you said it again, resting your face towards your palm.

“I…”

“Well… it’s been late,” you said, excusing yourself in putting the money on the table as you were about to leave. Not only when Chota stop you for a moment and call you, “Ms. L/N, I have something to confess!”

You stop and turned around with no reaction whatsoever. Chota takes a deep breath and said, “I uhh… I like you,” as he avoids eye contact and feeling a blush of embarrassment.

“I like you too,” you said without hesitation, that it surprises him that you say something back.

“You like me?”

You come forward with a kiss on the cheek as he reacted quickly at the sight, you never reacted any differently but the way you treated him felt awfully a lot sweeter. You two are like the opposite which that makes you two the moon and the sun.

When you two start off in relationship, it’s mostly you were quite sweet of him all the time. You never hide how you felt about him despite how you can’t express it, until this day when Chota was laughing while you two were cooking.

There’s something of what he said makes you reacted differently, then you suddenly laugh for the first time as it caught to his attention on you, “Y/N, you laugh?” as he looks so serious of you.

“I don’t know… I guess I did, don’t why I’m laughing, it’s perhaps funny,” you said, nudging his shoulder. “Come on, don’t be so serious.”

“You look beautiful when you laugh.”

“Right, we should be finishing in making dinner, Chota,” you said.

Leaving Chota smiling at you.

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Ⓣⓐⓣⓣⓐ

He instantly fell first when you came for car repair, you were very clean and styled up as well as you gave him your car keys.

To be fair, you didn’t know when to approached because of how sweet he is, at sometime when you come and find him. You two were close as if now it just makes you seem in a lot of guilt over your head, whiles Tatta may not understand you but clearly he does make you happy. Then that other day, you ask the others who work at his job and in fact some of them just called him, Tatta was there standing there and you were just waving at him. “Y/N?” as he was raising an eyebrow at you.

You take out a lunchbox for him and he looks down, “I made this for you as a thank you for being there with me.”

He takes it and smile, “Thank you,” but there’s something off about you, unlike you made an upsetting look like it always appears to you. Tatta’s smile fade as if it’s like a farewell to him, you said, “Goodbye,” then he watches you leaving as if now he can’t seem to find you for weeks.

Not until he saw you when it rains, you were walking by in the streets without an umbrella. So he gets out of his car and just ran with an umbrella as he shouted at you, “Y/N! Y/N!”

You turn to him and you watched him trying to catch a breath, you both shared an umbrella and that you heavily sigh. The raindrops was onto your face more so it looks you were crying over something, “Tatta?”

“Why are you walking alone in the rain without an umbrella? I thought I never se—” you cut him off when you hugged him.

“I wanna go home, it’s cold in here, I don’t like being alone,” you tell him. The reason you’re in a rain is that you felt so suppressed about your feelings, that even then the rain really helps you hide how you felt so hurtful. That you were very cold and distant the fact that the rain hides your tears, you just never admit in reciprocate your feelings to him.

When he dropped you off at home and that you were in a blanket with a warm beverage, he asked you, “What were you thinking walking out there in the rain, Y/N?”

“I didn’t ride my car, I just want to go for a wall and not want to express too much of my own feelings to you.”

“What do you mean? You never approached to me or ever, what’s really the problem here?”

“I felt selfish in not talking to you after you repair my car, I just felt bad and you must’ve been thinking about how I never reacted at all.”

“Is that really the case? Y/N, I do not think you’re selfish, it doesn’t matter. Whether I don’t know how to tell what on what you’re feeling, the only thing is I understand you through your words to me.”

Tatta doesn’t care even if it confuses him about the way you express, with just an unreadable look as well as he does love you so much and had cared about you honestly.

“Tatta, I never told you about this.”

“What is it?”

“I have feelings for you, and… I do not how to feel after how much I’ve tried to get away with it.”

“Y/N…” as he caught your attention on him, “…I also have feelings for you too.”

You suddenly let go a tear from your eyes, the rain was the only thing you could hide but him seeing you. It was the first time he had ever saw you cry, “I’m sorry…”

Then he hugged you and said, “There’s no need for you to apologize, Y/N.”

You fell harder at first just how much you struggle to overcame your feelings for him.

He fell first but you fell harder.

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Ⓒⓗⓘⓢⓗⓘⓨⓐ

He immediately understands your expression wise and meeting your presence felt approachable and match. You and him are equal and what you guys have in common, is that you two hide your true emotions under that cold facade.

Chishiya felt nothing, while you were mostly different because the way you perceive on others, is that you care about others despite your expression was unreadable. You have a good heart while he is cold-hearted but leaving him to understand you much better.

You were his patient’s family member, who always showed up and checked on them. Frankly, he watches you walking away at sometime when usually now, that you’re gone as his patient had already recovered. He’ll just forget about you immediately, not until you suddenly had a mild reaction leading you to faint.

And you were brought up in the hospital, you end up waking up as Chishiya was there. “You’re awake,” he said, “you almost give me a heart attack.”

You were left with confusion and asks, “Do I know you?”

He explain to you about your relative, that the first time you guys link eyes. Chishiya seems a little curious and that your gaze makes him feel complete, he takes a deep breath.

Chishiya knows on what he knows while you know what he does, and when you guys start on a relationship. It seems obvious that you two go well for each other.

At some point, when you were feeling overwhelmed over something. You let out your own emotions being shown that Chishiya was surprised, then he looks at you for a moment and asks, “Y/N, what happened?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” you were actually upset, over how you can’t overcame your emotions, you were emotionally drained. You were struggling over that time you’ve felt unbearable about yourself. “This is too much…”

“Hey, hey,” he said, wrapping his own arms around you and hugged you. “It’s not your fault,” as he was caressing your back, “just let it all out.”

In fact Chishiya does care, it was the first time seeing you this upset and that you cry. He kissed you on the forehead as much as he smiles at you.

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Ⓚⓤⓩⓤⓡⓨⓤ

Like Chishiya, you two had so much in common cold and aloof. Him meeting your presence it’s mostly a coincidental, that now he could see it clear rather than others he works.

You were walking past after him while he turns around, watching you walking away while he adjust his glasses, clearing his throat and continue walking away.

When you two meet each other again, it is when you were a law secretary. “Ms. L/N Y/N, right?” he asks you.

You nod straight away and answered, “Yes, sir.”

He bow his head down, surprisingly he doesn’t know where to even start off with you. “I’ll be working with you today, hope I’m not causing anything trouble at the time being as well as I do not not disturb, anything related outside in the workplace,” you start speaking as you took out your hand to him.

He looks down and to you and handshake, “I insist, I appreciate you’re contribution in working alongside with me, I do not seem judgemental towards your working habits as well as I keep you in company.”

By the time you left, Kuzuryu sighs and watch the sight of you coming to his own world. By the time for few weeks, he seems to stare at you while you work with him, you calling and he can’t stop looking at you from that moment. When he informs you to come to his office, you were sitting down and gave you coffee, which makes you in giving him a stare at his eyes.

You two never talk at the moment then you speak in saying, “Am I in trouble?”

“No, certainly it isn’t, it’s out of working place.”

“By what you speak of?”

“It’s just I don’t know when to approach you, not because I call you here, is because outside of work.”

“How so, Mr. Kuzuryu?”

“You made me feel like there’s something important of myself in worth saving for, like there’s something about you that I don’t know of.”

You were fixated and gaze at him, “What were you feeling about me?”

Kuzuryu takes a deep breath and sighs like he gets this feeling of you, makes him question about his whole life surrounded by you. “That… you were important to me and I may not waste a thing if I didn’t talk to you honestly.”

You’ve lost sight of him and that you clenched your pencil skirt at the moment, that you take a slow deep breath as you move out of your seat. You just didn’t know how to feel towards him, you were also giving so much feelings a while ago. That you have feelings for him at the start, you just didn’t know when to talk or because you get this feeling about him.

He caught your hand just as he felt he is the one who feels so embarrassed, “Y/N, just don’t go… I…” as his expression already shown to be readable, it’s all over his face.

You turn unlike this, you were also shown by your eyes that now you express your true feelings to him. “I feel embarrassed over not telling so much important to you that I…” as he heavily sigh, “…I love you…”

“Kuzuryu,” you called, he looks at you with a broken cold facade that it appears that he is completely drained. Even your eyes start to gloss from the moment, you stayed stern from your face just as if then your voice trembles, “I was the only one who feels embarrassed at first… I… I like you at first sight,” as the one tear falls from your face.

He never once expected of you to cry, you were just trying to not show it to him or anyone in here. But as if now, he was the only person who could see you expressed and so did you, who sees his well-read expression and that he was guilty of you.

You were taking a shaking deep breath, wiping off a tear and said, “I love you too.”

He slowly comes to you in embracing you with a hug while you cry.

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Ⓚⓨⓤⓜⓐ

You were most likely his manager thus his bandmates, plus you were personal makeup artist as much as you often does it because you love him this much, despite not showing it.

“Kyuma, we’re getting on schedule here, and uhh…” you stopped and tried to find the others behind him, “…where are your band crews? Seriously, Kyuma, we’re twenty-eight minutes in half until the concert begins.”

“Stormie babe, come on,” he says with a smile, “don’t be so stressed out on the schedule, my friends will be here in seven minutes.”

“Seriously, that will be twenty-one minutes.”

“Then there’s nothing wor—”

“Minus seventeen minutes on our way to the concert.”

“Well shit that makes it four minutes all the way.”

“Just get their asses in here, I got a call from the concert.”

During at the concert after settling things down from the backstage, you dap a bit of texture onto his face. “I don’t have much time to settle down and this is the only thing there is, so enjoy being with the crowd and your friends.”

“Stormie—”

“Nope, you need to go on stage right now,” you said, and gently pushed him to where he is at the stage with the rest of his band crew.

After the concert, you were driving the car while Kyuma had fallen asleep instantly from exhaustion. He was mumbling, “Stormie babe, can I have a weekend off?”

You sigh and call it off on weekends off.

Kyuma does love the way you do, you staring at him with cold gaze and he seems mostly nonchalant. I mean you two make such a powerful couple that other people in the red carpet took a lot of snaps, just by your presence fit in with Kyuma’s style.

What he does care is how you were feeling about him, while you just casually nods as an answer and mostly now you were having a peaceful time with him.

You made him food while he was just playing with his guitar, you kissed him but then you stopped and asks, “Hey honey, can I hear your new song you’ve been writing about?”

“Well… I don’t think I had the right words to sing from my journal but uhh… alright, I’ll give it a try,” he said with a smile.

When he was singing, the last time he remembers was when he first see you smile at his song, and even you sing along which makes him fall in love once again.

“Stormie babe, you should smile more.”

“Oh shut it.”

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Ⓗⓐⓣⓣⓔⓡ

You two are the complete polar opposite attraction, which you’re just the storm while he was the daylight sky of sunshine. I mean this guys is just in a silly goofy mood towards your cold serious mood.

The hatter himself belittles not in a rude way, more like in his own mocking admiration way. How much you’re just chill about his jokes and that you only respond with an unmatchable expression to what you said, “Oh I get it now, now that’s hilarious.”

“Well aren’t you too hard to put up with such melancholy, my dear, you’re such full of breeze with chills.”

“Am I not fun?” you asks so calmly.

“What, no, you’re such full of joy in my own eyes,” he chuckles and put his hat towards your head. “That’s why I love you because fate tells us that we maybe opposite, but deep inside we’re meant to be together as one.”

“You’re such a poet and so dramatic,” you said, heavily sigh and look at his gaze, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he replied back, kissing your forehead and grabbed his hat back from your head. “You’re my cold woman and I’m your hot man because I can melt your heart as warmer as far in wanting to see you laugh at me.”

You suddenly laughed the first time, makes him surprised from your reaction as you make the hatter surprise instead of laughing back. He indeed make the cold serious lady of his dreams break with a laugh, he was standing in silent with serious look. To which suddenly you two swapped in each others’ place, like you’ve now become silly while he becomes serious.

“Why the serious face? I thought you were laughing back at me because you melt my heart out, Takeru.”

Then he laughs back and forgot what was he intend to do into making you laughed. I mean it was his goal to make you laugh, but he never expected of you to laugh at his non-joke love confession to you, now you’ve become more joyful.

Afterwards you laugh begin to fade as he pout a little, that he totally gonna miss that reaction that appears to you, so much it isn’t the end of the world when he can do it in some occasion and the fact you rarely laugh.

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Ⓐⓖⓤⓝⓘ

You two having a one hour of silence in the living room. You and him sitting on the couch just as you lay your head towards his shoulders, watching the fireplace.

He is not much to show and so did you, you both have a soft spot for each other but you two never show it. You just excuse yourself at the moment while he was sitting there and take out something from the couch, as it was a military tag necklace that’s been carved with his name and your name.

But when you came and hide it, mostly he gets off the couch and walked away just when you come back, sitting down as you might wonder was he’s up to. You didn’t notice that he was behind you and that he the necklace on for you, as you were confuse and looked down at that military tag. You slowly turned to him and you asked, “What’s this?”

“I don’t know where to start off, but this is just a gift for you since the day I met you, I’ve been trying to give you something valuable as much as I value you. This the only thing I want to give something for you.”

So sudden that your cold facade had remove from you and that you smile, “You’re so sweet,” you said, looking at the military tag. “Our names are in here, aw.”

Aguni was completely stunt from all of that unfazed look, you were actually smiling and that he came to sit down with you. “I love you,” you told him.

“I love you too.”

Clearly, he does understands you through your cold facade and doesn’t care at all, that you’re just something quite meaningful to him.

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Like Aguni, you two have the moment of silence for a while. But most the time he stays in his room, you just came in there and bring him food everyday. You weren’t showing anything but a straight face and even you kissed him on the forehead and left him there.

This time when you came to his room, he start to grabbed your wrist and turn to him with a cold gaze, you were confused under all of that. “Thank you…” he spoke to you, not much he could tell it to you. But he indeed love you as you nod.

“You’re welcome,” you replied, he loose his grip onto you and you walked away.

He lastly said, “I love you, Y/N…”

You turn back with a little smile, “I love you too, Takatora.”

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Ⓝⓘⓡⓐⓖⓘ

Let’s just say you weren’t put up to his bullshit and that he can’t cooperate, you’re most emotionless self which he keeps on getting annoyed by your lazy reaction. Leading him to constantly bragged you every bit of how you look so lame, but you were so patient to get tolerated and taunted, and his hate for your cold facade presence.

It literally suffocates him more to be with you, that every time he spat his own face and tells himself why do you act so bored and lame. Despite how your feelings reflect on how he said to you, somehow you were shown to broke off your patience and start to slapped him.

As you just walked away in avoiding him through his annoyance, he even demanded you to make something for dinner as if you give him the worst kind of shit. “Here it is dipshit, hope your mouth goes to raw shit in a second and go to waste.”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?! Are you fucking mad, bitch?!”

“What?” you tilted your head and raise your eyebrows at him, showing your irritated self about show up. “Never saw me mad before, maybe because you think I’m lame. Tell me, why did you ever marry someone who so lame to your liking, that you start to feel bored?”

He was so shocked and raised an eyebrow at you, “Well, sorry, if I bored you out like a fucking loose woman who don’t know a single shit about you, and your damn complains because I can’t express a single damn shit about my feelings to you. For once on why I ever liked you at the first place, you’re someone else I didn’t you. How about that?”

The silence felt like a threat while Niragi gives you a stare, you continue, “How about you shoved that raw shit right down your throat like a pompous and call it a day, dickhead? Because I’m tired of your bullshit for few months now, that fucking ego is pissing me off. Did you give too shit about me that I have feelings too,” you slurring your words with a little tinge of anger running down.

“You inconsiderate greedy egocentric jackass fucker!” you yelled.

Niragi never felt so shocked from your reaction, he had never seen you this mad and that you always had been quite quiet and calm. Now you’re letting out some steam off the grid, you were just so done that you let out with such facade look of violence all around your face, like you wanna strangle him and so you walked away and letting all out in going out of the house.

At some moment, Niragi had felt unspoken after hearing you crashing out on him, when your words are reasonable. He instantly laughed and finally sees you from all that cold look underneath. Now, he wants to pushed some buttons more, like to annoy you more, or pissing you off, or mostly he wants to ruin your cold facade.

When you were cleaning the dishes, there’s a time he plans on coming behind you just as he acts very apologetic for misunderstanding. Niragi was hugging you and you sigh and asks, “What?”

“I wanna say I’m sorry for how poorly I reacted to you for few months, clearly I underestimated that you have feelings for me despite how you weren’t that… how should I say…”

“That I’m enable to express it?”

“Yeah, that’s the right word, I’m going for.”

“Are you trying to make up to me?”

“Well, yes, you’re my wife.”

“Wow, I’m so lucky,” you sarcastically said. “Best husband of the year, would you imagine if I got the divorce paper?”

“Oh shit, you don’t have to go this far.”

“Would that hurt?”

“Me? Then yes.”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes as you continue cleaning on the dishes. That his hand was so sudden in coming towards your boobs, “Niragi, what are you doing? Just stop it!” while he was groping them.

He didn’t listen rather he is trying to let you react to something, Niragi was lifting up your dress and suddenly goes under your panties, leaving you a confused expression and that you were gripping on the edge of kitchen kitchen sink. He was like rubbing your clit and the fact you were trembling under your breath, shows that he was trying to break your cold facade into pieces.

“W-What the hell are you—” you were gasping and felt his fingers touched to your entrance, “D-Doing… to me!” you left out moan and that you furrowed your eyebrows.

He was kissing your neck and took a strand of your hair together, when you lower your head down as Niragi never seen this vulnerable than you might appear. You were still holding onto your cold facade but he admits to break it up, as he was pulling your hair and that you scream in pleasure thus you moan.

Even then he tried to put his dick inside of you, makes your mind weakening as your face now reacted, that it’s already been showing from your eyes being rolled. He was actually testing you if he could leave you ruin from time to time, without breaking a sweat. That was the only thing he could break your facade and just how much it shows, that he is a dickhead who does give a damn, despite how he gets so annoyed by your neutral and cold attitude.

I mean you two never had sex in months, so that’s probably what makes him do that as if he was trying to penetrate you in a most possible way, I mean he instantly forget the first time he did that to you and that your facade was ruined from him. Which in this case while he is going, banging a single shit of you, you just kind of let him get into your skin as much as you like putting up his bullshit right into you.

Just a hardcore sex in making him feel better about you, now your face, body, and clothes are ruined. You just didn’t bother to clean yourself and that you swallowed his cum from your mouth, that you went back to cleaning the dishes like it never happened.

Which it surprises him more that you just went back to your casual facade, “Hey Niragi, can you grab me that plate over there,” you calmly spoke and cleared your throat.

He indeed grabbed that plate for you, he was spook by you and you asks, “What?”

“You spook me too much, doll, are you some kind of alive sex toy. Are you not feel anything?” he asks with amuse and curiosity.

“I don’t like it where this is going with you, I thought you could be more madder rather than fucking me.”

He laughs and lean on the counter and just caressing your ass, “I really underestimated you, you’re not much lame as I thought you would be.”

You move his hand away, “Let me just finish the dishes, I’ll come there.”

“Fuck, alright,” he said with a smile.

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Ⓨⓐⓑⓐ

Like Last Boss and Aguni, you two are quiet and that he’s not that very much to talk in some occasion. But for him, he would rather just kiss you or fucks you in bed. He does love you and understand you as well as he enjoy your company together.

You and Yaba walking outside as you two smoke together at clearing view, as he pat your head and kissed your cheek. You coming and stare at the sky and staring down at the ocean, there come breezing of wind as Yaba looked at you with gaze.

You notice him at his own sight of eyes, like soulless cold gaze could make you feel like you’re a part of something. You ask, “What are you looking at?”

“Admiring your look and eyes just to see you so still, you on my side makes feel… passionate about myself as much as you feel it too.”

“A form of endearment,” you said and smiled.

His eyebrows raise so slowly and looked back at the sky and smoke, “You smiled.”

“What? Dislike much?”

“No, you look beautiful with that bright smile.”

Your smile fades and sighs, “I trust you and respect you.”

“You mean so much to me that you complete me and my world, without you how could I ever feel something if nothing to this surface?”

“Where you and I met until this time we last forever,” you answered.

So sudden you two laughed from time to time.

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

Ⓑⓐⓝⓓⓐ

Would admire you so much as if there’s only thing that matters him against the world and society. He was mesmerized by your gaze and much as if you were just there polishing, and cleaning his collection of weapons. Just as he came up to you with clinginess behind you, embracing towards your cold affectionate as he would die for you if you can stab him with his own knife.

“Will you kill for me?”

“Yes.”

“Would you die for me?”

“Yes.”

“What would you do if we were to have died together in this world?”

“Nothing more than feeling endless and breathless not without you, who so close to falling in the deep end as I would reach until I failed to come back, like we die together. Thus us death to us all in such a way of eternity and for us we share our lost bond as an empty whole.”

You know what this reminds me of something like Gomez and Morticia a bit. But anyways, you seem to care how different you both are, seems convincing that you’re not really a psycho rather you only say that, as a way of saying, ‘I love you until my heart would not skipped a beat,’ type of romance.

You were considering just chilling to his weird fixation and his unhealthy obsession.

The first time he never saw you smile is when the snow falls, likely he had never thought of you so cold like the snow. He would laughed at your happened sight completely, like he never forget how your first smile turn into something memorable in tragic dramatic way of his views on you. Banda cherish you so much that he couldn’t stop moving on and on with you.

[mourningsbane]

Hi hello, just find out your blog IM SO NOT WELL ABOUT IT'S IT'S SOOOOO GOOD. Love the artstyle, love the story, love how ghoulish it is!

That being said, little theory time.

Oh Honeyspirng, Love, I might not know what killed you, but it seems like you are so so deep under the soil. You are the dirty little secret, a curse, a literal skeleton in the non-existent closet. You and your missing kittens, taken away from you (by the order of your love [the deputy, Frail was the name?] who hoped they were alive), so you rot somewhere beneath the dirt. You are alone, with no warmth to call your own. They buried you with no proper care, tossed aside, without zero concern of you. So StarClan won't claim you, they cannot. So you linger a constant reminder of the terrible negligence the clan put you though, don't you.

From Pretty words to simple words, I just found this blog and i am pretty darn sure that Honeyspirng can't know peace and hunts the clan cuz they fuged the burial. No respect to the dead as in desecration of the dead in hope to safe kittens who would never be born but also no proper grave to call thier own made them this way. Perhaps they were stuffed into a burrow? That would explain the first bit with "can't breath". StarClan nor DarkForest can claim them, so she lingers. Looking for her kits and hoping for connection they loved so so much in life.

And why would they do that? Well my only bet is on a little bit of prevention, Honeyspirng was sick so a quick burial would be safer - the sickness would not spread, and a little bit of superstition - Honeyspirng's kits weren't looking like regular kittens so the clan might have took it as a bad omen, and not burring them properly would be an act to try and shield the clan of any negative consecration the kits and Honey could bring after death, which frankly resulted in them being hunted. Which could be considered a great mistake, error in judgement that lead them here👀

-🐰

Oooh! I love reading theories like this! It makes me happy to know that people find my little story interesting enough to theorize, and I love seeing people's different ideas! I especially love your word choice!

That being said, you're certainly on the right track. A LOT of things were fudged regarding Honeyspring's everything, and it's certainly going to come back to bite.

In life, Honeyspring was responsible for expanding the burrows, and when she passed, the clan buried her in a burrow she was working on before she became so gravely ill; it was supposed to be a nursery. The kits did not come out of Honeyspring's womb dead, but they didn't (couldn't) live long. When her kits passed shortly after, they were taken by Tanglefern to be buried separately.

If it helps, ALL of the main cats (Tanglefern, Flaildrizzle, Rootstar, Bearface, even Sweetkit) have a fatal flaw. Tanglefern's is cowardice, he'd never admit to his mistake.

[stygiansauce]

sauce my friend (am i allowed to call you any of that?) my love (all platonic :D)

i was on vacation for what felt like almost the entirety of june (two different trips both roughly a week long) and i fear ive been slacking on bothering you !!!

i saw the second sticks fic and i absolutely adore it ! i cant remember if i've properly commented on unsportsmanlike conduct (i think when that dropped was the last time i sent an ask) but i loved it, you never fail with writing insane sexual tension and raunchy ranchers :D

with countercurrent, it felt like a reminder that even in this universe of rivalry and uppercuts, the ranchers are still ranching and down bad and goofy at their core... tango's call at the end especially,,, and jimmy running to take it privately made me smile so much :D i also love how you further explained jimmy's background with the fic !!! im also always amazed at how ur exposition feels natural, as well as the dialogue between pearl and jimmy. their friendship was so blatant and heartwarming and i loved it so much !!!

ive seen ur posts about struggling with MOE and i wanted to give some words of encouragement, even if im not much of a writer. i love all your work, and MOE is such a wonderful fic so i wish you all the luck in tackling chapter 5!!! i fear ive been slacking as a saucefan, but ive wanted to illustrate so much of your writing but i can only pick and choose so many scenes... i was struggling with my MOE fanart because i wanted to make it as wonderful as i could, to do MOE justice. so from one creative to another, we can get thru this :DDD sending much love <33

HARU! my friend! (yes babe, we're friends), my love! my sweet and amazing daaarling!

GOSH this is so sweet of you, thank you for taking the time to write this out to me. It really means the world hearing how much yall like my work, it makes me more excited to share it with you all and proud that my love letter has earned your hearts too. I hope your vacation of enjoyable and restful Haru! I would kill for a vacay right now but alas I will let pet sitting my my vacay /silly.

There is no such thing as slacking! I'm grateful for you even if you're feeling quiet. The appreciation I get on my is astounding. I am always grateful for the readers that are loud about expressing their liking of my funny stories, but I'm also grateful to those that lurk. simple Kudos, or even just reading and quietly leaving after. I still got to share my art and in the end that's the whole goal of putting out fanfic! So it's okay Haru <3 I see you in my notifs I know you're still near by.

Thank you for loving sticks! I have no idea how I write the tension the way I do. I've been asked before how I do it and I just...stare at it? Till it does the thing? so it makes me happy that you all like it! I'm having a lot of fun with Sticks honestly. Playing with new dynamics and picking up characters I don't normally write for. It's also been a great way to meet new people and get closer with my friends, every day is exciting to live right now and I cannot say thank you enough for offering me that.

I will tackle MoE 5. I'm gonna do it and it's be great. I'm getting better with perfectionism (Spelling errors in IN my fic lmao omg) but to me, making the product something I'm happy with isn't really perfectionism. I want to be proud of 5 before she comes out, and I know you're all waiting so patiently so I will promise that it will be MoE standard (even or better than chapter four). There's some pressure yeah, but I know none of you hold it against me to take my time and make something we'll all love. It's funny, I was just telling Kit how I fear y'all would kill someone if I ever got a hate comment. <3

For YOU Haru, take your time too. Thank you for working on art for MoE, that alone makes me feel so proud and so loved. You could draw me a stick figure and it would do MoE justice so long as it's something you're proud to have made. This whole, fanfic and tumblr thing we're doing here is an exercise in loving things (for me at least). I want to love my writing again. I want to love my free time and my hobbies. I want to love researching funny topics, and reading, and interacting online. I do now. So make what makes you happy, something you love even if its imperfect, even if you think someone might not like it. I promise you I'll like it, because I like you <3 I am sending love right back at you babe. RAH this community ToT you guys make me soft. I have never cried more in my life than I do now (good tears!)

everyone go drink water and sleep good. I love y'all, freaking nerds /aff.

[the-impulse-to-love]

EVEN IN FUCKING ARCADIA. (THOUGHTS)

OH. MY. GOD. words cannot properly express what an experience thsi album is. anyways, go my ramblings. um heads up theyre very. raw. from what i usually try to post LMFAO

MY IMMEDIATE THOUGHTS ON A FEW RELISTENS ON ALL THE SONGS!!

1. look to windward

ACTUALLY SUCH A GOOD OPENER. HOLY FUCK. THE WAY THE STRINGS BUILD?? AND THE CHORUS?? IT GOT ME SO HYPED

SLEEP TOKEN AND STRINGS NAME A BETTER COMBO!! more general but i LOVE the way we got more orchestral stuff this album

also i like the um. whatever the fuck instrument is at the start

"halt this eclipse in me" IS SOOSOSO INTERESTING... MOON IMAGERY... TMBTE.... YOU KNOW..............

THE VOICES?? THE AMBIENCE?? WHAT R THEY SAYING

AND THE TRAP BEAT. BWUHHHH SO GOOD

THE SWORD NOISE THE SWORD NOISE IM SOSOS HAPPY THEY PUT MORE SFX AND WHATNOT ON THE ALBUM

THE BIBLICAL IMAGERY DURING THE RAP???? OHHHHHH

"the fate of the fallen, nobody knows where I came from / even I have forgotten / how can I already lose my way like this?" LIKE DAMN OKAY?

the "oh and i used to know myself" REAAALLYYY REMINDS ME OF AQUA REGIA. like the way he sings it with the "oh and iiii am done dancing to alarm bells"

will you guys halt the eclipse??

i lowkey. thought he was saying haunt at first but halt is cool too ig

THE BREAKDOWNNNNNN SOSOOSSOSOSOSO GOOODDDDDD AND THE SCREAMS?? WE GOT SCREAMS ON AN OPENERRRRR

2. emergence

uhh. idk if i have to comment much on this one bc i. already did.

anyways still a banger track but

i do think other songs are becoming my favorites over it

love you gabi rose saxophone solo tho

3. past self

oddly. not as sad as we expected imo LMFAO. reminds me of caramel with the dance-y beat but sad lyrics.

i feel like this is another one more so directed at the fans w the "Apologising for shit that frankly I stopped thinking of years ago"

also the um "Torn apart by the true believers are turned out to be faithless." is SUCH A GOOD LINE. something something if you're a real fan you'd respect boundaries (LIKE. NOT. USING THEIR REAL NAMES...)

new swear word UNLOCKED. i lowkey didnt hear it first time i listened

"If this is real, then I am all up in a frenzy (Hmm-hmm-hmm) / Not like before when I was empty" -> SAY THAT YOU WILL MENTIONED ("you've got me up in a frenzy again"). also the next line being "say that the story we tell is never ending" sounds similar to "say that you will" yk...

4. dangerous

FUCKING. BANGER I LOVE THE BEAT?? like it feels like a warning it fits so well god

knew it was gonna be good from the guitar at the start

"You've got me talking in my sleep / As if you're conquering my dreams / You have awakened what's beneath" three sleep references in the same verse?? woah

I DONT KNOW HOW TO DESCRIBE IT BUT. THAT ONE BEAT THAT ONE BEAT ITS SO CATCHY ITS SO GOOD ITS SO DANCY. i jsut feel like that one dancing kid gif

"Well, I thought I could resist you / But something in me just can't help but insist / To blur thе lines just one last time so" vessel nooo....... don't do it..... no........

the bit at 3:06 kinda sounds like that one part of tmbte

HE SAID THE THING. HE SAID THE THING HE SAID SHOW ME HOW TO DANCE FOREVER AND HE DID IT BEAUTIFULLY.

i do vaguely remember when that was first teased ppl going like "oh i wonder if hes finally met someone good that can show him how to dance forever..." So. Maybe not

5. caramel

i think. there's been enough said about this song already

still a banger tho. love you caramel

6. EVEN IN FUCKING ARCADIA

PEAK PEAK PEAK PEAK PEAK MY FAVORITE SONG ON THE ALBUM ACTUALLY OH MY GOD I GET CHILSL EVERY TIME

I WAS. LOOPING THAT ONE BIT OF THE EMERGENCE B SIDE/THE TEASED MUSIC SHEET MUSIC WHICH IS. THIS SONGS INSTRUMENTAL

I GOT JUMPSCARED BY THE VOCALS AT THE START BC IM USED TO THE INSTRUMENTAL

BUT I LOVED THE MELODY AND I WAS LIKE OKAY I KNOW THIS IS GONNA BE REALLY FUCKIGN GOOD

AND ITS. SOMEHOW STILL AMNAGED TO BLOW MY EXPECTATIONS OUT OF THE WATER

IT RMEINDS ME OF FALL FOR ME IN A GOOD WAY

"Turns out the gods we thought were dyin' were just sharpening their blades" GOES CRAZY WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

"HAVE YOU BEEN WAITING LONG FOR ME??" THE SMILE I LET OUT. HE SAID THE THING

THE SWORD NOISEEEEEEEE AND THE BOW FIRING (?) NOISE

ITS SO NICE TO HEAR THE INSTRUMENTAL IN GOOD QUALITY DHMU

"WHAT GOOD IS ALL THIS TALK OF WINGS WHEN THERE IS NOTHING LEFT ABOVE?" AOOOAWUFUHA WWAFHAWGJSGIU24GY3TR7F8EU9GIDO

IF YOU DONT ASCEND AT 2:30 WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

I ACTUALLY TRANSCENDED INTO A DIFFERENT PLANE. MY JAW FELL TO THE FUCKING FLOOR. OH MY GOD.

"IT SEEMS EVEN IN ARCADIA YOU WALK BESIDE ME STILL." HE SAID THE THING HE SAID THE THING and then followed it up w the "have you been waiting long for me?"

THE SCREAM. THE SCREAM THE SCREAM.

theres not even that much heavy bits but oh my god i genuinly love these sleep token songs

THE CELLO. I WAS LIKE OH MY GOD THAT WAS GOOD. AND THEN THE CELLO. FLOORED ME. SENT ME TO HEAVEN. SNET ME TO SPACE. STRINGED INSTRUMENTS ON SLEEP TOKEN TRACKS I HAVENT HEARD OF YOU SINCE WTBB I MISSED YOU. ACTUALLY SO BEAUTIFUL I ALMOST STARTED TEARING UP (i dont usually do that w songs)

THE AMBIENCE AT THE ENDDD REMINDS ME OF THE AMBIENCE IN TMBTE BUT LIKE. A BIT MORE DISTORTEDDD CUZ LIKEEEE EVEN INARCADIA I AM THERE AAAAAAAAA

AAAAAND IMMEDIATELY ADDED TO S+ TIER

7. provider

close enough welcome back sugar (content wise) idk

THE BEATTTT OUUUGGH

"my lover..." damn

THE LYRIC FLOW IS CRAZY IN THIS ONE

THE ICU LINE TO "I SEE YOU" TICKELD BRAIN GOOD.

"The only good girl in this side of the moon" AHSDHHAWHJFSSEFHSJGK -> "oh maybe make a good girl bad"

"You’re the only game that I like to lose" -> blood sport? ("i made loving you a blood sport i cant win / so lets play")

i did. not hear foxtrot at first im. was this intentional. or are my ears just shit... it sounded like fuck [straight] to me and i had to do a double take

breakdown... ouughg...

"garner you in silk like a spider..." MOTHS.... AS PREY TO SPIDERS?TMBTE REF? like i dont think. being wrapped in silk from a spider is a good thing guys

"even in the daylight, i can give you what i want" is such an INTERESTING CONTRAST from all the moon imagery yk. and the whole "so give me the night" + "the night comes down like heaven" + "the night belongs to you"

what if. sleep pov...

8. damocles

Yeah.

side note but i keep. playing this song and i genuinely think it makes me feel sad so i should. probably not do that as much but its so good :::(

9. gethsemane

Holy. Shit.

The noises at the start??

THE WAY THE NOTES SOUND ALMOST DISTORTED??

listen i know sleep token songs fundamentally are personal. but this is. another level

"you are my harlequin bride, i was your undercover lover" harlequin.... harlequin mentioned....

"you never saw me naked / you never even touched me / except when you were wasted" Jesus. Christ. (Pun not intended)

"but you were trying your best / and that's what i tell the others" auaugfjghdhhhdhfhggcvjjkcbvkcbvcll

"I was tryin' my best, and that's the thing I tell the mirror / I was in love with the thought that we were in love with each other" YEEEEEOOOOOOOWCCCCHHHHHHHHHH. stabbed.

the idea of. self blame in this track is just so. guhh. and trying to excuse the other persons actions even if they hurt you.

THE BREAKDOWN FOR THIS IS SO. GOOD. reminds me of high water with how raw it is

THE SCREAMS TOOOOOO

LIKE. THE CROWD AMBIENCE? I THINK THATS WHAT IT IS?

and then the transition into the latter part of the song is so SMOOTH.

really digging the beats.

also the outro. smooth as FUCK

"I've learned to live beside it, and even though it's over now / I will always be reminded (Reminded, reminded, reminded)" OHHHHHHHH.

other thoughts that relate to past projects but. wont speak on em here

10. infinite baths

Wow

the way it has a similar start to windward....

"infinite baths washing over me at last" reminds me of like. the sort of cleansing he was asking for in atlantic ("flood me like atlantic / bandage up the trenches") so. tpwbyt reverse theory?

"Well, I have fought so long to be here / I am never going back" :::)

sort of a rain/euclid vibe. more so euclid, it has that Hopeful vibe to it

the whole nature being changed metaphor auugughg....

THE WATER AMBIENCE. UGUDFJHKGSFDFDJKHU9POEJSHFJXKL;

the "let me drift" bit kinda reminds me of the tmbte "i dream in phosphorescence"

II WENT CRAZY. I MEAN HE DID THE WHOLE ALBUM BUT LIKE. WOAOOWAOAAW

THE SCREAMS. DUDEEE THE SCREAMS. idk how people made out hte lyrics but thanks

the "halt this eclipse in me" line reprise1!!!! LETS GOOO

"Teeth of God / Blood of man / I will be / What I am" TEETH OF GOD MENTION IN A SONG. WE ACTUALLY WON SO HARD

THE FADEOUT. MOSH PITS R GOING CRAZY W THIS ONE

the fadeout also reminds me of the offering but like. way longer

II... II DUDE.................

and the way it loops perfectly into windward

OK MISC CLOSING THOUGHTS

PEAK FUCKING PEAK BEAUTIFUL ALBUM SOBBING WEEPING CRYING THROWING UP SCREAMING

i wonder whats gonna be on the setlists.

reverse tpwbyt theory. maybe

um i need to. think about feathered host n house veridian more and pattwrns and stuff yeah

[queermikewheelertruther]

“If Byler happens, what will happen to El?”

I’ve seen this question be asked a lot so I’m gonna answer it. I think she’ll be independent. She doesn’t need a romantic partner. She has so many loving friends and family to support her and if her entire arc was just breaking up with Mike in s4 and then their relationship being the entire plot in s5 would be kinda useless.

I’ve also seen a lot of people argue that if El doesn’t need a boyfriend and Mike isn’t good enough for her, then Will can be single too. This would be a good point if you watched the show with your eyes closed. Will NEEDS Mike, and I feel like people don’t understand if there is 4 seasons building up Will’s love for Mike just for it to end with a heterosexual relationship and him being alone would be a terrible ending. The difference between Mileven and Byler is that Mike can actually express his feelings to Will, in a way that they both understand. Their dynamic is SO much more intimate and passionate than Mileven. Byler being endgame would be a much better way to end the show because it would make El, Mike, and Will happy.

El NEEDS that independent strong women arc right now. She had her first kiss before she even knew how to form a sentence. They’ve been together for 2 (maybe 3) years without even knowing how to properly communicate and act in a relationship, and El needs to experience life without the pressure of being in a romantic relationship. I mean seriously, you cannot watch s4 and think that Mileven will be endgame. Every single other canon couple that is likely to be endgame all have something in common, they all understand and are on the same level romantically. However, with Mileven, this is not shown. They don’t understand each other romantically. This wouldn’t necessarily be an issue if they addressed and resolved this in season 4.

If Mileven were made to be seen as a healthy endgame ship, they would’ve put so much more effort and genuine and emotional feeling moments between them. They could’ve had Mike and El have a deep conversation about their problems, after their fight, and be in a private, calm space together. Mike could’ve explained directly to El why he’s been distancing himself romantically, his reaction at the roller-rink, and tell her how much he loves her. El could’ve explained to Mike why she didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell him she was being bullied, and they could’ve had some emotional, passionate kiss or something.

But they didn’t. Why? Because it’s not endgame. Why wouldn’t El and Mike be a main team together in s5? Why wouldn’t Mileven share similarities between other canon ships? Why does Byler have so many more intimate and romantic coded scenes in s4? What’s the point if Mileven is truly endgame?

(This is kinda badly worded but it’s like 2 am and idrk where I am)

[lovingthewildlife]

Explanations

I've always hated confrontations. I get emotional and feel like I'm not in strict control of myself and I can't stand that I cry when I get upset. I know, it's an involuntary stress response. The body is weird like that. It doesn't make it any easier. I had called both Astartes to the living room a few minutes ago and for the moment I'm letting them stew and wait for me. It might not be the best thing, but I need this time to gather my thoughts.

Taking out a wooden tray with a tea set on it, I don't look at either of them as I pour the tea and pass them both a cup before sitting down at the end of the table, taking a breath and slowly breathing out as I look down at the cup I'm holding.

"Alright. Which one of you wants to explain what happened at the park?" I ask quietly.

"I'm sorry." Comes the anxious voice to my left.

I dart my eyes over to the Lamenter and steel my voice, my fingers tensing slightly on my cup. "An explanation. If I want an apology, I'll accept it afterwards."

"I... may have said something I shouldn't have." Came the next words, mumbled into the cup, shoulders hunching.

"Okay. We all say things we shouldn't, sometimes. What did you say?"

The room went quiet again and I rubbed my thumbs along the underside of my cup, waiting. I was almost glad for the quiet because it gave me enough time to settle myself. It also made me anxious though. Because what was so awful that BR would react like he did? Did Lamenter say something about -me- that he hadn't agreed with? I really didn't think it was a jealousy issue like some people were suggesting. I'm not sure what I would do if it was.

"I found some of your writing.. and I told Tsu'ra about it."

I could feel my blood pressure drop abruptly before my nerves almost vibrated in my veins, looking up at the two of them.

"Why.. would you tell anyone about my writing?"

"This is why it is necessary to discipline him! He is too young and runs his mouth--" BR abruptly stood up, angrily pointing at Lamenter.

"Where did you even find my writing..?" I froze up, trying to think of where I had left my notebooks. The only back up copies that I have are on a hard drive and it's not even plugged into the computer.

"--in his nest." Lamenter murmured.

I put down my tea and abruptly covered my face.

"That was strategic information gathering that was not for your eyes--"

"I only wanted to see what you found so interesting--"

"It is not your concern and you shouldn't be in my room--"

"Why can you read it and I cannot?"

"BOYS!" My voice was a little shrill and I could feel my hands shaking a bit. "What writing were you telling Tsu'ra about?!"

"...The Dragon's Rule."

Of course it was. Because he would have thought nothing of the title and mentioned it to a Salamander, thinking it was just good conversation.

"How much of it did you read?"

"The... first chapter. It's very interesting how there was a switch with a noble and a sheep herder and I wanted to read more but it got taken away before I could finish it."

"That's still in it's rough draft stage." I mumbled absently, starting to rub my temples. "Okay... ground rules right now. You do not go into one anothers spaces without permission. You should know better. You both need your space and you wouldn't appreciate it if he had done the same to you."

"I told you--"

"Second of all." I grit my teeth. "My writing is not open for anyone else to read when it's still in it's rough draft stages. I don't know where you found my notebook, but you are to give it back."

"Yes ma'am." BR didn't sound happy with it and when I looked up I saw he was trying to avoid eye contact.

"If it's not properly published, I don't want you trying to secret it away. Am I understood?"

"Yes."

The word was gruffly said, stubborn and almost held behind his teeth, but at least he was agreeing to what I was saying.

"Alright.. you can clean up the tea please." I glance at the Lamenter, nodding briefly. "I also expect you to apologize to your brother for going into his nest." My eyes settle on the Raven next and I frown slightly. "Do you have any other things I've written in your nest?"

"Lists." He mutters in a gruff tone.

"Lists?" He nods stiffly and gets up, taking something out of his pocket to show me.

It's just a list of items that I'd written down the last time that I visited the craft store. Colors of yarns I needed, which brands of beading items could be substituted out and a few other things. It wasn't like I had the prettiest hand writing, so I didn't know why he'd want to keep it. Still.. it's not like it would hurt anything for him to hold onto it.

"Okay... just.. give me back my notebooks, please." I sighed. Then a thought occurred to me. Lamenter said he'd only read the first chapter of the story I wrote. So why did BR react so violently to....

"How much of 'The Dragon's Rule' did you read?"

"....." He didn't answer and I looked up at him, my eyes widening when I saw that he was still avoiding my gaze.

"How much?"

"All of it."

"Oh my god..."

"It was very engaging."

BR read my monster fucking stories. Awesome. I needed to find my notebooks and put them all in my room.

[changingplumbob]

You would like to submit a contestant? Awesome! Let my paranoid Joey give you the important details. There are three main sections: contestant criteria, entry style and what I need to know.

Contestant Criteria

Things your sim should be or not be

I have tested in game and Deanna will flirt/find attractive

Female frame identifying as female Female frame identifying as non binary Female frame identifying as female with intersex or trans traits

Must not be male. Deanna is not attracted to men (because she's a lesbian so yeah) so if you are submitting a trans female you will have to use the female frame for my mods to register her properly. In that case mods dictate she would have had top surgery (but up to you if you would like her to have had bottom surgery or not)

Their orientation should include attraction to females

Must have one trait that makes life difficult (clumsy, erratic, gloomy, high maintenance, hot headed, paranoid, squeamish, unflirty, freegan, glutton, kleptomaniac, lactose intolerant, lazy, slob, evil, jealous, loner, mean, non committal, snob, socially awkward - Deanna wants kids so sims with Hates Children will not be accepted)

Contestant should be human, alien, spellcaster or mermaid (because I cannot see myself being able to handle 6 werewolves and vampires at once) and a Young Adult because Deanna is still young

No romantic trait or any of the romantic aspirations

Please do not use sliders. I have a hard enough time keeping track of my mods and cc without including sliders. Likewise I do not use any custom traits in my game

You can use cc but please limit it to maxis match. Once the sim is in my game they will have my skin defaults, eye defaults, and eyelashes. I am happy to follow links for cc if it is not included in your download so long as it is NOT on curseforge

Please no cc with English words, simlish text only

Please do not use items from the Lovestruck Pack, Life and Death Pack or Journey to Baatu as I do NOT own these packs. I do not own any CAS kits so please do not dress your sims in these either

Please give your sim an outfit for each category (let me know if you don't have Seasons and I will do their hot/cold weather outfits. Alternatively do these as the last outfits in a category and let me know to transfer them over). Multiple outfits are fine as I imagine it will be a long challenge, but please keep a slot free for the party and formal category for me and my plans. If you do multiple outfits please try limit your cc as it will make it easier for me.

Since I do NOT own Lovestruck do not give your sim turn ons and turn offs because they'll be wiped when they are put in my game

If they have any skills they will be reset to zero when they enter my game

That's it. You sim can be of any ethnicity, body shape or style so long as they follow the above criteria. I will use MCCC to freeze physique when they join as well to keep them close to your vision

Likes and Dislikes information

In my rotational gameplay I have a system where I implement likes and dislikes as the sim ages. If you add likes/dislikes please do not do assign any more per category than stated below. You are of course welcome to do far less likes/dislikes all the way down to selecting no likes or dislikes at all. Knowing their favourite colour/s would be nice though...

4 Liked colours

3 Liked decor styles

3 Liked fashion styles

Activities: 7 Liked, 3 Disliked

Sim Characteristics: 7 Liked, 3 Disliked

Conversation: 8 Liked, 2 Disliked

Music: 8 Liked, 2 Disliked

While I won't tell you what Deanna's preferences are for Characteristics and Conversation topics I can tell you her preferences for activities. Likes: Comedy, Fitness, Rock Climbing, Bowling, Robotics, Wellness, Rocket Science Dislikes: Dancing, Skiing, DJ Mixing

Entry Style

So entry has three different types depending on how much you want to stay connected to your sim and their activities in the competition.

Drop and Run: You send me their download link. You are willing to answer some basic questions for their entry interview with Devin such as what is their job is if they have one. I'll send these out once I've created them.

Half a Glass: Drop and Run PLUS you are okay with me contacting you for story oriented questions. These will be questions like, if your sim wins a solo date this week where would they like to go (I'll provide a shortlist, I'm not expecting you to do all the work).

All In: Half a Glass PLUS you are okay with me contacting you for gameplay choices. In the competition there will be sections of skill building time and your sim will have the option to choose one of several skills that will produce better results in higher challenges. For example I would message you that there will be a certain number of skill building sections for your sim for the week and give you options for how they can spend these. You will then decide which skill they should focus on for each time.

For Drop and Run & Half a Glass contestants I will spin a wheel to randomly decide where your sim will spend their skill building time.

It will be easiest for me to send the questions via the ask box for you to reply to me privately (tumblr is great at not telling me I have normal messages so I can sometimes miss these) but if you would prefer me to message you directly, or your ask box is closed, please let me know.

To reply private to an ask (meaning only I will see the response) click ANSWER like normal. Then click the arrow to the right of Post Now to select Answer Privately.

What I need to know/receive

This can be messaged to me or included in a post you make of your sim.

If your sim was made with a custom preset please include it in the files. Likewise if they use custom eyes or heterochromia please add a note for me saying what eye colours they should have so I can make sure they look correct in my game

I have the LGBTQIA mod in my game. I will need to know your sims gender identity (cis female, trans female, intersex, non binary), what pronouns they use and their orientation (attracted to women, bisexual, demiromantic etc)

What entry type you wish to be (Drop and Run, Half a Glass or All In)

The download link (either in a post, via message or ask box). Please send this as a zip file on SFS, I can give you a code if you require one

A backstory to give me an idea of WHO your sim is. This will help me as I write for them to try reflect them accurately. You can go into as much depth as you want. Give me one sentence saying who they are or several paragraphs, it's all going to help

Answers to the following questions will have no effect on sims relationship gain or place in the competition, merely storytelling.

Would you prefer your sim to only build a romance bar with Deanna or are you fine with them getting flirty and/or intimate with other contestants?

Is your sim monogamous or would they be open to polyamory?

Would your sim be open to woohoo in the later stages of the competition?

Would your sim be open to flirting with Joey? Deanna's older brother is an aromantic allosexual and will likely try to hit up a sim or two

Further Details

Submissions open 6 at a time as I do not want to overestimate interest and groups of six will be the easiest household size for me. Submissions will be open until December 25th. Gameplay will begin mid-January so as not to interfere with the holiday period, or Hayley's current BC, even if all spots are filled before December 25th.

If you would like to submit a sim, but don't wish to say it's you submitting that sim, that is fine. I will still need you to message me with the above info though. Claim a spot via message or in the ask box (I'll reply privately).

If you have further questions please submit them to my inbox so I can make a F.A.Q post for anything I missed.

I hope you'll join me on this adventure!

[lottiesnotebook]

Happy Friday!

For DADWC: Alright, if your Tabris ended up as the protagonist of DA2 (fleeing the Blight with their family, maybe?), “What in-game decision would have the most impact on your character? What would be the most dramatic change they would bring to the worldstate?” (From your awesome DA Protagonist Swap prompts!)

I am so glad you like the Protagonist Swap prompts! I'm having a lot of fun thinking about the ripples switching out my heroes could have on the games and the setting.

So you could not have known this on sending this prompt but tonight is apparently the Putting Luna In Situations night, which I should have guessed when I asked for Roleswap AUs. XD I’ve talked about what Luna might get up to in Dragon Age II, but I hope you were hoping for some horribly canon divergent whump, because there’s one thing that would go very differently if Luna was in Kirkwall, given her canonical backstory…

Luna Tabris & Aveline, Luna Tabris & the Arishok, Demands of the Qun, canon divergence, betrayal, rape (mentioned)

@megthemariner | @dadrunkwriting

cause we were never violent

The wind whistles through the narrow corridors of the Qunari compound, pulls Luna’s hair from its tight braid, pulls her soul from her body to float like a kite above the scene around her. She was brought here to bring peace, to smile sweetly and mediate and smooth things over. She cannot smooth this over.

“Is this true, Aveline?” she demands. The words do not feel like her own, but the rage- the rage is all hers.

She watches Aveline’s throat work. She’d called her a friend, once, a lifetime ago, despite how impossible it seemed: the human daughter of a noble house, saving the lives of elven refugees. They’d both been new widows together, their husbands lost in the same battle, to the same darkspawn. It had made them sisters of a kind, she’d thought, united by shared grief. What a fool she had been. There can be no sisterhood between an elf and a city guard.

“There have been rumours,” she admits. She knows Aveline well enough to know she is a terrible liar. Aveline knows her well enough to know she will never be forgiven for this, “but- they still took the law into their own hands!”

“Who’s hands should they have put the law into, then?” she demands. “The guards who raped their sister, who take and take and take from the alienage without consequence? You were meant to fix this, Vallen!”

“These things take time-”

“You’ve had years,” she snaps. “Years these boys won’t have. Years their sister won’t have.”

“That isn’t a reason to-”

“Fuck your reasons.” She thinks of Shianni, bruised and battered after her wedding, her kidnapping. Kirkwall was meant to be different. Kirkwall was meant to be safer. “Control your guards, or I’ll kill them.”

“I can’t-”

“Fine.” She looks past Aveline, looks through her. The woman she called a friend is dead to her. Perhaps she never existed, a figment of Luna’s griefstricken imagination. She looks to the Arishok now. She doesn’t trust him- she can’t trust him, after seeing what he does to his own people, but this city has run out of good options, and she has run out of faith in humans and nobles to fix the messes they make, to bring any kind of justice to this brutal city.

She meets his eyes, and there is recognition in his steady gaze, familiarity. “Seize her,” she says, and his guards come forward to grab Aveline’s shoulders at his nod. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing this properly. No civilians. No innocents.”

Reforming the guard has not saved this city. The Qun will not save this city. But they are an army, and she is basalit-an. Where she leads, they will follow, for a time. And once they are done following… she’ll figure that out when it happens. She’s already burying one friend today. The Qunari are a problem she’ll solve once she’s killed every guard who’s laid a hand on an unwilling woman, and everyone who defends them.

[purplemonkeypuppet]

we watched elsbeth in such a timely manner this week! season 2 finale thoughts round up here we go (i am very sleepy so i might forget some)

elsbeth remembering everyone's names and being so like concerned awwww

no opera guy :(

i didnt expect him to be there but still

also my dad thought delia was gonna be there. like at the end of last episode. would've been interesting

guess it makes sense she'd be at a higher security facility though

that play was so comically on-the-nose and yet i fully believe they just made it like that. like before they knew elsbeth was gonna be there. maybe not the planting evidence though i don’t know

when they showed connor i was so happy. like he was literally just standing in the background while kaya and wagner talked and i was like connor!!! :)

a comforting presence in these trying times

glad elsbeth made a pompom vest. elsbeths need colorful clothing for proper enrichment something something pretend i'm awake enough to word that joke properly

when they first found the body i thought elsbeth was gonna be accused of killing him. yknow since she found the body and all

my mom pointed out warden sus way before i was sure. although i did get vibes that like it wasn't gonna be any of the prisoners

cause it wouldn't feel right for it to be specifically one of them. either a group effort or someone else entirely

oh also costume fashion guy! i wanted him to be there more. stellar example of the criminals elsbeth was just besties with and had to be like "sorry...we have to put you under arrest cause you did a murder..."

don't know if i’m getting the chronological order right cause i don't remember where exactly it cut to the b plot with wagner

but the bit with teddy was funny. he cannot escape how exactly like his mom he is

also officer chandler!!! being ride or die for elsbeth!!!!! maybe next season he and reynolds can tag team or something that'd be fun

and then they like blackmailed a judge into letting elsbeth go

i don't mind that much though cause the only reason she was there in the first place was cause some rich boy had too much influence over the cops and also because said judge had a personal grudge

fighting fire with fire yknow

oh oh and the uh. the cell block tango thing. elsbeth is the exact kind of person who would have a dream like that lol

i'd been wondering where the chef lady was. well i think i was thinking about her cause we had to pause the episode to remind each other which criminals where which. we had to google vanessa (plastic surgery lady). anyways and my dad thought one of them was chef lady but it wasn't

those two were gay as hell by the way

speaking of gay people i hate disliking kayabeth cause i feel so obnoxious. that one fucking guy being like "idk i just see steve and bucky as friends or maybe brothers" like shut up! shut UP!!!! but like i really have tried. it's like pumpkin pie i wanna like it so bad but every time i'm like oh yeah i really. don't.

sorry to any pumpkin pie fans out there btw

but like i do see what y'all mean they cannot go five seconds without being like "bestie...i love you so much...you mean the world to me..."

me with my platonic friends all the damn time but also bruh

anyways where was i

surprise elsbeth!!!

seeing all the detectives there wishing her well was so sweet y'all i love them

that said. WHY NO DONNELLY

i'm sure it was like a scheduling conflict or something but i miss her!!!!!!!!!

elsbeth calling for a speech and kaya pulling the uno reverse card was entertaining

season is over...

edit: fuck there was something i realized i forgot to comment on and now i forgot again. what was it

damn

[faioula16]

Sebastian Michaelis fluff/yandere Alphabet

Warnings: This post includes sexual content and violence but other than that pretty much fluffy fluff.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

✿ Sebastian is extremely affectionate and loving when it comes to his mate, especially if you're human or a Neko.

✿ He highly believes lavishing you in affection and tender care is the key to winning your trust and that you will also be more willing to accept your fate of lhim as your demon butler/lover and eternal companion, not to mention he LOVES to take care of and please you kitten~.

✿⁠ From the moment you, his beloved darling kitten, open your eyes until it's finally your bedtime, you can be sure you'll receive tons of hugs, kisses, caresses, praises, delicious treats, compliments, loving massages, and so much more! In other words, Sebastian pampers you to no end.

✿⁠ Sebastian also loves to perform acts of service, like acting as your loyal butler to take care of you properly and in utter perfection. Maybe he got attached to his role as a butler from his previous contract with Ciel.

✿ Breakfast in bed, bubble baths, delicious feasts, dancing and cooking lessons, lots of cuddles and sensual make-out sessions while you sit on his lap, bedtime stories and lullabies, romantic dates deep into the woods and even in the city (If you behave and be a good kitten of course).

✿ In his mind, he thinks of you as the mistress/master he will always happily serve, protect, and care for with all his black demonic heart. He doesn't see you as food, however. To him, you're so much more; you are his mate, the one he wants to spend eternity with, whether you like it or not.

✿ Mark my words, he...SPOILS...you rotten! Anything that you desire, anything at all, but he'll never let you go, sorry, kitten.

✿ "I never thought a demon such as myself could feel pathetic human emotions like love. *sights deeply* Yet here I am in the human world, doing my best to keep you safe, happy, and satisfied. Are you sure you're not a devil yourself, my mistress/master~?" He whispers to your ear in a teasing manner as his slender, ungloved hands caress up and down your curves.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

💀 All in all, no matter how much effort Sebastian might put to keep his sadistic/murderous demonic nature under control, he cannot help himself when it comes to 'the enemies' (As Sebastian fancies to refer to them).

💀 They may be daily intruders or someone who made the grave mistake of flirting with you or even acting too friendly. He considers such people not worthy enough to breathe in Your Majesty's presence. (Yes, Sebastian sees you as royalty and treats you just like one) 

💀 Not even two days may pass when those persons are missing. Sebastian, of course, is clueless to your concerns and just wants to continue your usual activities as if nothing happened. 

💀 He has his very own professional torture chamber in a grand basement beneath the house he built up just for you both. He keeps the victims down there for as long as possible (even for months), gifting them the slow and exclusively painful death they deserve. 

✿💀 Sometimes, when he feels extra sadistic, seeks some entertainment, or if the specific person just happens to piss him off by Keep flirting with you despite the warning death glares Sebastian has given to them, your demon will lock up the helpless victim all tied up and mouth gagged into the closet of your shared big bedroom right before your king sized bed.

✿💀 The poor person is forced to watch as Sebastian pleases your body in many ways and positions, hear your pleasure screams and whines and Sebastian's loud yet joyful moans. To see yours and Sebastian's cheeks turning bright reddish as your demon thrusts into you and whispers praises to your ear with your back against his bare chest so you're facing the closet and his victim unknowingly to you.

✿⁠ "Should I slow down or go faster? Tell me, kitten, who can please and love you like I do, hmm~? Yes, say my name, say my name louder…I want to hear you come for me! Oh, yes, my love~"

✿ And like usual, after every sex session, Sebastian will carry you to the bathroom to clean off the sweat and cum of your delicate skin and put you in fresh night clothes.

✿ He then tucks you in bed under the fresh new covers and gives your forehead a goodnight kiss as you drift off and finally fall asleep in bliss and all exhausted.

💀 Once Sebastian makes sure you're comfortable and deeply asleep, he plugs your ears before he walks over to the closet and grabs the poor person on his shoulder like a potato shack while he leaves the room quietly.

💀Sebastian walks down to the basement and ties his victim with chains against the wall. He then walks to the small bathroom to change his butler uniform to his 'work' outfit.

💀 "Don't worry, human, no one will hear your screams of agony and despair. However, you should have chosen your actions more carefully and taken my warnings seriously; now, you will pay the price for the sins you have committed. Tell me, mortal, are you ready for your painful trip down to hell? You lowlife scum!"

💀The nearly dying person is stared at by Sebastian in satisfaction after he's nearly done with them, his tall figure is covered in the blood of his victim as he takes the cigarette from his lips gracefully and sets it off against the poor person's skin. 

💀 “Oh please, stop those ugly screams and do try to die quietly. I don’t want you to disturb my precious kitten’s slumber”

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

✿ The only cruelty Sebastian would ever show towards you is to isolate you from any friends or family of yours. That highly depends on how you’d respond to his love confessing to you. 

✿ If you will return his feelings and love him back, just as much as he adores you (Not very possible, I am afraid) then Sebastian will happily allow you to see and interact with those close to you. A pretty normal and happy life, with him always by your side of course. 

✿ Compared to the second choice you may take, which is to decline him. That would leave Sebastian with no other choice than to kidnap you and take you far away from society where you’d have to be with him for the rest of your life, and your next one...and for those who’d follow for eternity.

✿ He can and will create a paradise\Eden for you both to live in. Where you will have everything you can imagine, but it will be just you and him with no one else to destroy your happiness or take you away from your love-sick demon butler. After all, he's one hell of a butler and lover.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

✿ Like I already mentioned earlier, besides the abduction and insolation from other people close to you, there is nothing Sebastian wouldn't provide you with.

✿ Good heavens, he even allows you to have a certain amount of freedom. After all, he did build your house in the middle of a huge forest so you could wander more freely and also be unable to escape him.

✿ He would leave the doors unlocked so you could walk outside and start to run off to your 'freedom'.

✿ Honestly, he's so grateful to you, because, with all this time you're giving him with your illusions of escaping, he has all the time he needs to clean up the house, tend to the garden and the livestock, and finally prepare your bath and dinner.

✿ As the sun goes down and you're still running through the slender trunks of tall trees, you're suddenly scooped up in your butler's arms.

✿⁠ "Enough for today, my love. We must head back home, It's time for dinner"

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

✿ You're his everything. God forbid if someone would succeed in killing you, Sebastian would lose it for real. But we all know very well that he wouldn't allow such a thing to ever happen.

✿💀 You’re his soul, you’re his heart, you...are...his...world. So just imagine if a grim Reaper would threaten your life, what would happen then? Well, let’s say things would get pretty... ugly. 

✿⁠💀 Sebastian would expose his true form without even noticing and would go ballistic. No one in this world shall dare lay a finger upon you because they would be destroyed by everything that he is to protect you. 

✿ The deadliest, most powerful force in this world is his love for you.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

✿⁠ In Sebastian's eyes, your attempts to fight back against his natural demon instincts to lavish his mate in affection is pretty laughable...and also quite adorable to be honest.

✿ See, how would your reaction be to the sight of something like this?

✿ Any sarcasm, insult, or harsh comment of yours would be immediately responded to by a loving gesture from your demon. Such as a glance full of adoration and a pitty-full smile, followed by a sweet kiss on the lips to cut you off your swearing and bitter tone speech.

✿ The more you keep using that inappropriate language the more kisses your sweet little mouth is going to receive.

✿⁠ Now if your actions go so far as to slap Sebastian across his handsome face, that would annoy the demon a bit but also it would turn the demon on.

✿⁠ When it comes to this situation he follows two different tactics:

1) Manipulation/honest mode: He would sigh out in satisfaction and turn his glace back to you by slowly raising his gaze with a hard blush across his cheeks. "Harder~ If that's your way to respond my love for you...then I will gladly accept it. I will embrace every part of you and continue to love you unconditionally to the very end"

2) Seducing/Pampering mode: As you'd yell at him and try to hit him again, Sebastian would grab you gently by the wrist bring your hand close to his lips, and give your knuckles and palm a few loving kisses. You'd try to pull away but his grip would tight a little and he'd pull your body against his with a secured arm around your waist. "Now kitten, such behavior is simply unexplainable, even though...I do love it when you are that bratty~" He'd chuckle to himself and rub his nose against yours. Finally, he'd make sure to sit you comfortably on his lap for a passionate make-out session.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

✿ The first time you attempted to escape Sebastian felt utterly confused and dare I say...hurt, his narcissistic ego mostly.

✿⁠ He thought he was the defection of the perfect lover and butler and he still believes so, but why on earth would you ever want to leave him? After everything he has done for you...

✿⁠ Sebastian would try to talk with you at first, to learn the reason behind your actions and help him understand if he did something wrong.

✿ If you tell him that you don't love him, that you want to leave and never see him again. Sebastian would simply chuckle and try to comfort you with kisses and caresses. But if you will refuse his affection he'd respectfully back away and give you a calm apology, then he would bow and exit the bedroom to give you some alone time to think of your previous actions. Not before he would softly confront you though.

✿⁠ "You should be ashamed of yourself my dearest. Honestly, I never expected you to be such an ungrateful and selfish little mistress/master"

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

✿⁠ Hell? Good heavens no, after all, he was the one who helped you escape from hell itself and bounded himself with you as his mate. Sebastian was more than delighted when the hell king accepted his offer to grant him freedom and allow him and you to go up to the human world, while the demon butler would have to sacrifice a certain amount of souls to the king every year in exchange for their agreement.

✿⁠ Sebastian would work very hard for you to experience the complete opposite, to create a heaven for you, to give you the world.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

✿ Sebastian's only desire is for you to love him back share plenty of life experiences and travel all over the world before you settle down to a peaceful area where you will be safe and happy with him.

✿ Lots and lots of cats or kittens living with you in your dream house/mansion.

✿⁠ He wouldn't mind having a baby with you but if you're not fond of kids and don't want to have any he would be secretly relieved because the only one he desires to live with, is YOU and your many feline companions.

✿⁠ Sebastian will make sure to make your dreams come true, and he will be more than happy to be married to you. Only if you wish so of course, he already has bound himself to you by placing the silver seal on your neck, official marriage is not necessary yet always welcome on his part.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

✿⁠💀 Our demon is grateful for the fact he's free to choose between the souls he has to sacrifice to his king, this way he has the opportunity to lash out his jealousy at those who are trying to take you away from him or just flirting with you by becoming the very victims, torture them and send their souls to the dark lord.

✿💀 His main pleasure in life is you, there is no doubt. But he also quite enjoys smoking his 'favorite' cigarettes/cigars after every torture session to every one of his victims. From the best quality and the really strong kind that can bring a mortal person high within seconds and most possibly overdose them and kill them within a few hours. This kind is the only one that can satisfy such a demon like Sebastian. The only times your butler smokes is after he's done with his victim or after every sex session with you.

✿⁠ just imagine him laying over your king-size bed with you in one arm with your head resting against his chest already asleep from the exhaustion and the amount of pleasure he gave you just a few moments ago, while his other hand holds his cigarette (the light ones) between his slender fingers, the windows wide open of course. He lets the smoke escape from his lips and signs dreamily before he hugs you even closer, gives you a forehead kiss, and giggles to himself for what a lucky demon he is.

✿⁠💀 Sebastian would never lash out his jealousy or rage at you, his precious kitten. That's what his victims are good for after all.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

✿⁠ His mode is always bright and joyful when he's around you, without losing his well-behaved manners or butler aesthetic of course.

✿⁠ He clearly shows more interest and puts much more effort into serving and caring for you compared to your friends or family who visit you and him at your house from time to time.

✿⁠ Sebastian thrives on attention, especially yours. But that doesn't mean he won't try to impress your loved ones and make them see him as the perfect man for you. The only one who can make you truly happy.

✿⁠ He can and will make your parents like him a lot so they won't have any problem with him being your butler and lover,

✿ Doesn't mind PDA at all, I already mentioned he loves to be the center of attention but he especially loves it when people see how loving and affectionate he can be to you.

✿⁠ He will kiss you, embrace you, praise you, compliment you, flirt with you, serve you, and be the perfect gentleman he is to you regardless of who is watching.

✿⁠ The more flustered you will get the more he will tease you. He simply adores when you blush and try to hide your face with your hands.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

✿⁠ In this specific scenario neither of you had a choice for that matter but to feel a natural connection for each other. Thanks to Sebastian's demonic sense from the moment he laid eyes on you he instantly knew you were meant to be his and of course he didn't lose the only chance he had to claim you as his by placing the 'mate' seal on your skin and bounding himself with you for eternity as I have already mentioned it previously.

✿⁠ Whatever sins you might commit when you were alive they brought you down to hell and you were supposed to be tortured and suffer until the end of the world. Fortunately for you, before the executioner was even able to lay a finger upon you hell's king right-hand man and head butler interrupted him by pointing out that by the king's orders, he's the one who was supposed to punish you for your sins and that his fellow demon was needed elsewhere.

✿⁠ Once you both were left alone in the torture chamber the butler approached your laying figure over the stone bed with slow steps.

✿ "Well well, what do we have here? I never thought such a beautiful kitten like yourself would end up down here" He chuckled to himself as he sat gracefully on top of you with his legs placed against the sides of your waist in a firm yet gentle manner so you couldn't struggle much against his weight.

✿⁠ "Such nice and soft skin you have. It would be a shame if someone would cause the slightest damage to you~" His slender hands caressed up and down your sides smoothly.

✿⁠ "Who...are you?" Sebastian chose to ignore your question as he continued exploring your gorgeous body.

✿⁠ Sebastian laughed at such an adorable reaction and started to leave tender kisses on your, face, lips, and neck.

✿⁠ "Ahh, you are my mate Indeed~" The butler commented joyfully. "Not to worry dear, it will hurt only for a tiny moment. You may scream as loud as you can though, for it will make it more convincing that I am giving you the punishment you deserve" It was utterly painful yet quick and so the sheal was planted on your neck as it appeared magically across Sebastian's chest as well.

✿⁠ "Now all that's left is to convince the king to allow us to return to the human world" Signs deeply to himself as his thumb whips off your sweet tears. "Hopefully it won't be such a hard task otherwise what kind of butler/lover would I be?"

✿⁠ That was the first time you heard his famous motto, which changed from its original form a bit. He'd use it countless times in the future.

✿⁠ Next thing you know is you waking up on a very soft and comfortable bed, something you have never experienced before while hearing the soft sound of birds and your new butler/lover humming a soft melody as he places your lunch meal on the small table right next to the king size bed you are. "Ah lovely, my darling mistress/master is finally awake, and just in time, your lunch is ready. From now on I will change your life for the better, you don't have to worry about a thing...your Sebastian is here~"

✿⁠ In a second scenario where he meets you in the human world under normal circumstances his demonic senses recognize you as his mate instantly too and so he uses his charm and perfect gentlemanly behavior to approach you.

✿⁠ When you go out you almost always 'happen' to meet up with him. He's always willing to help you in any way possible and makes it clear that he's interested in you by flirting and serving you at any given chance. He points out that he is desperate for a job as a butler and housekeeper for these are the only things he is good for and you happen to be so kind and generous to hire him.

✿⁠ Sebastian is so happy that you accepted his offer as he wraps his arms around your waist and spins you around for a brief moment before he puts you down and clears his throat. "Apologies my lady, such inappropriate behaviour is simply unacceptable and it's my first day, please forgive me" He takes down on his one knee and with your hand to his gloved palm. He kisses your hand without breaking eye contact with you, which allows him to see the blush on your cheeks and that is precisely what convinced him, he would succeed in slowly but surely making you fall in love with him and accept him as your mate. All he needs is time and as a demon he has plenty.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

✿⁠ Not necessarily, Sebastian's true intentions are masked only when it comes to everyone else but you.

✿⁠ He thinks of every other human being pretty seemingly as how we think of bugs. He believes the only thing the human breed is worthy of is the next possible bodies that will host your precious soul through the centuries that are to come so you will remain alive forever.

✿⁠ The demon may tolerate any friends of yours or family member visits but he does so for your sake and only.

✿⁠ The truth is that Sebastian wants you to be only with him and no one else.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

✿ Sebastian would never lay a finger upon you, he finds that method unnecessary and pointless.

✿⁠ When it comes to your punishments, he uses pleasure to remind you of three things. Who you belong to, who has claimed you as his, and that no one else could ever satisfy your every need like he does.

✿⁠ Your demon pleases you all night to bring you to the point of absolute exhaustion.

✿⁠ Orgasm after orgasm, no matter how much you may plead for him to stop, he won't. Non-stop sensual lovemaking and so many different positions. He's pretty fond of Oral, especially when he gives it to you.

✿⁠ "It's pleasure time my darling~" And that phrase means it's punishment time. Sebastian simply loves bondage! Tying up your hands right above your head with his tie and also covering your eyes with a lingerie piece of fabric to excite your fantasy. He simply adores the sound of your moans as he kisses lower and lower on your body.

✿⁠ The more you protest, that you can no longer cum, the more sweet nothings Sebastian whispers to your ears and continues to gently fuck you with no mercy. But he's kind enough to give you a few breaks from time to time during your sex session. He is not that heartless after all, not to you at least.

✿⁠ Pleasure time also means him eating you out to no end. Oh, how he loves it when you shout his name in pure ecstasy while he drinks the sweet nectar that comes out from your pussy/dick once you cum hard right into his mouth.

✿⁠ Your punishment comes to an end after the thirteenth orgasm. Sebastian then lets you rest as much as you want.

✿⁠ With a satisfied smirk he gives your forehead a sweet kiss and your unconscious body the necessary aftercare like cleaning you up, dressing you in a fresh pair of pajamas, massage your hips with a special lotion so you won't feel pain between your legs when you wake up.

✿⁠ Then he will tend to the house and get all the chores done, prepare your meal, and finally return to your bedroom so he can cuddle you close for hours.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

(I already mentioned that sorry)

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

✿⁠ Extremely patient, especially the first months of your abduction if you chose to refuse his love confession that is.

✿⁠ Sebastian thinks your bratty behavior is very amusing and dare I say cute, don't misunderstand him though, if you keep behaving like a child he's going to treat you like one.

✿⁠ Besides affection, Sebastian knows patience is the key to breaking your walls and letting him love you.

✿⁠ If you happen to throw a tantrum he's going to act pretty calm and cradle you in his arms, soothing you with white noises or singing you a soft melody. Whisper sweet nothings and give your forehead or cheeks tender smooches until you calm down, then you and him are going to talk and he promises if you play nice from now on he's gonna get you on dates to the city and even let you see your friends more often.

✿⁠ In other words, if you are good to him, and learn to respect and appreciate him, he will return the effort 1000%.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

✿⁠ Let's make something clear here, you will NEVER be able to escape him. You're marked by him, he has claimed you as his remember?

✿⁠ Even death cannot take you away from Sebastian for he has the ability and right (since your soul belongs to him) to transport you to a new body. Until he finds the ideal one however he keeps your precious soul in a very special old magic box he borrowed.

Do not ask how or where he obtained such an item, you don't wanna know, believe me.

💀 If somehow miraculously you'd successfully escape to another world/dimension where Sebastian cannot find you or if someone would kill you all the rights your demon has on you are lost, for the simple fact he's no longer your demon.

✿⁠ This would be the final shot of Sebastian's meaning of existence. After all, in his mind you, his mate is the reason he lives for, he only exists to serve and care for and adore you.

💀 If the only thing that's truly precious to him would be vanished, killed by someone, or taken away for good that would make Sebastian simply lose it.

💀 The demon finally in his true form standing over the cliff of the highest mountain, howling and scratching himself in pure grief, agony, and despair.

✿⁠ Perhaps losing you could be the only way this demon would be able to set actual tears and for the first time in his long existence CRY for real.

✿⁠ Sebastian's cry could be better described as a mixture of echoed, weeping screams, and brawls from the top of his lungs.

💀 His narcissistic personality and big ego would lead him to destroy most of humanity and everything in his path and finally kill himself with a death syte to put an end to his misery.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

✿⁠ This demon has never regretted anything he has done so far. Your abduction is the last choice he will take in case you reject his love for you.

✿⁠ Sebastian would make sure to try any possible method to win your heart and trust before he is left with the last choice of your kidnapping. He didn't want to come to this point but darling you left him with no other choice.

✿⁠ Perhaps he would let you go for a certain period, six months or so for you to believe that he loves you which is true (but not in the most healthy way). Then he will try to court you once again slowly but surely and create a new healthy bond and life by your side without being forced to take you away from society again since you would accept him as your butler/ lover this time.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

✿⁠ His demonic instincts mostly but later on your pure and innocent yet interesting personality, your flaming passion for life and your very well-hidden dark side were more than enough to catch his attention and his attachment to you grew the more you got to know each other.

✿⁠ If you share the same feelings with him and accept him once he confesses his love to you his yandere side will never be revealed to you or to any close person of yours.

✿⁠ A happy life with him always protecting you and remaining by your side is a guarantee. And for those who would follow in the future of course.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

✿⁠ Any sweet tears of yours will be whipped gently by his thumb or licked off your delicate skin with his hot skillful tongue.

✿⁠ If you scream for him to let you go or call him names and such he can always shut that little mouth of yours with a loving make-out session. You're not going to be able to scream if your mouth is so busy receiving his sweet kisses. Honestly, he could kiss you or let your tongues dance together all day so try to resist him all you want kitten. He won't stop kissing you until you calm down and won't deny him anymore.

✿⁠ Now if you try to escape by using violence like punching, slapping him, or even scratching his back. OOH~ please do the last one, it turns him on. Scratch his back to the point he will bleed, which will make Sebastian's cheeks turn reddish, and plead for you to continue, he'll keep kissing, licking, and sucking down your neck and chest as he moans softly and giggles in the process. He may even cum to his pants and blame you for it but also as he finally takes them off, he promises to make you cum for him as well. But to his mouth by eating you down there as a punishment for making him embarrass himself like this in your presence as your butler.

"Don't you plead for me to stop my love~" He kisses your neck. "After all, you are the one who started all this" Kissing down between your chest. "Now now, it's time to return the favor and make you moan in ecstasy my beloved little brat~ Oh, you will enjoy yourself as I punish you, I mean please you of course"

✿⁠ As cute as it might seem your insolation at first, eventually will start to annoy him because he can't spend quality time with you if you keep behaving like this.

✿⁠ Of course, he would never lose control, not in front of you at least. Sebastian will take out that rage on 'the enemies' as I mentioned previously.

✿⁠ Sebastian will talk with you and think of ways to make your life more enjoyable. In the end, he will successfully coax you out of your shared bedroom and reward you with every little process you will make by spending quality time with you out in the forest or going for a walk or shopping therapy in the city, even give you some alone time every day for you to have some privacy and do any hobbies of your choice.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

✿ Our demon butler is described as a gentle and loving yandere type that will harm and kill only to protect his darling.

✿⁠ Unlike most yanderes however, Sebastian knows exactly what he's doing and will do his absolute best to succeed his ultimate goal which is to have you willingly by his side for the rest of eternity.

✿⁠ He's a lovesick demon but he's yours darling until the end of the world.

✿ "The adoration a demon like me can feel for a mere human...It's awfully laughable you know" Kisses your forehead tenderly. His slender hands caress up and down your naked back. "I have not the slightest idea what love actually is. But you, you make me feel so alive, how can you explain that hm?" He gives your lips more sweet kisses. "Oh, I can sense you are a little tensed, how about if I give your back and waist a nice massage? It will help relax your body completely under my touch and give you a good night's sleep"

✿⁠ Once you accept his offer Sebastian is more than delighted, with a quick yet smooth move he turns your body so now he's facing your back and you the soft/fluffy matters. He sits on top of you, the side of his face against your cheek. You close your eyes as a big smile appears across your face when his hands begin to massage your skin. "Isn't it better now darling? Any bad thought of yours slowly fading away as you submit yourself to your butler's care~" He whispers to your ear and gives your cheek a sweet smooch.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

✿⁠ Oh darling, how could you possibly think you could ever escape him? Not possible I am sorry.

✿ And to think you can use any of his weaknesses against him looks like you look forward to a sweet punishment.

✿⁠ The only weaknesses Sebastian has are four, which are YOU, cats, salt, and a death syte. Unfortunately, neither of these could be used to win against such a powerful demon like himself, not by you at least.

✿ You may search among any demonology books you can find, of course, Sebastian will know and secretly laugh at your pathetic attempts to find anything to use against him. Darling those books you secretly tried to borrow write nothing but nonsense and won't help you even a bit.

✿⁠ Sebastian will even tease you to the point he will creep out behind your shoulder silently like the predator he is, waiting for you to notice someone is spying on you. Then he will bend beside your face and give your cheek a quick peck, making you yelp and almost throwing the book down to the floor.

✿⁠ He chuckles sarcastically and hands you the book with closed eyes and a smirk before he walks away to tend back to his chores leaving you wondering if he knows what you're trying to do behind his back.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

✿ Not even if his life depended on that. He would much prefer to suffer in agony and utter pain so you would never experience such things yourself.

✿⁠ Sebastian may be very sadistic, narcissistic, shellfish, and heartless but when it comes to you all these traits of his personality go aside as if they never existed in the first place. You are his number one priority and the second one is his hunger for a delicious soul.

✿⁠ How could he possibly hurt you kitten, the only true companion he has? Besides it will be a shame to cause any damage to such a beautiful body like yours, no matter what the shape, size, or anything like that. You are perfect in Sebastian's eyes and he wouldn't trade you for all the souls in the world.

✿⁠ "You...you're my bundle of joy, and cats of course but mostly you, my everything" Sebastian speaks softly while his forehead is pressed against yours. It doesn't take long for his lips to join yours.

✿⁠ Sebastian will never let you learn about his agreement with the Hell king and the souls he has the sacrifice every now and then to the demon lord, he will never allow you to discover the secret basement he uses to torture his victims, he will never allow you to see his true form. All these to keep your innocent precious you undamaged from any possible threat that could destroy your mental or physical health.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

✿⁠ He will do absolutely anything for you to return the feelings he has for you. (As much as that's possible)

✿⁠ Sebastian worships the ground you walk but he won't let you know that much at the beginning of your 'friendship' so you won't notice how desperately he wants you as his mate. He's a prideful demon after all and the last thing he wants is for you to feel any sort of pity towards him.

✿⁠ However, once you form a romantic relationship with him which is precisely what Sebastian wants, he will make sure you understand how much he adores you as a whole.

✿ Body, heart, and soul he will dedicate all these and everything that he is to you his true mistress/master.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

✿⁠ Oh believe me when I say he yearns to hold you in his arms from the very moment he realizes you're his mate but unfortunately for him, he has to hold back for as long as he has to, so he can approach and court you probably.

✿⁠ No matter how many men or women flirt with you Sebastian tolerates them for as long as they keep their hands to themselves.

💀 If any of these filthy bugs would touch you in any way no friend should they will be vanished from the earth within a few days. Not a single trail will be left behind in their absence.

✿⁠ If he couldn't do that much in order to protect his mate what kind of butler/lover would he be?

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

✿⁠ NEVER! That would destroy the very purpose of having a mate.

✿⁠ It is the demon lore to never hurt his darling in any way or for any other creature to do so. It is forbidden and that includes grim reapers as well.

💀 Causing harm to a demon's mate could bring world destruction even a hell apocalypse and nobody is insane enough to want such a thing to happen.

✿⁠ The mate is EVERYTHING to a demon, that is why it's such a rare opportunity for a demon to find one in the first place.