#i don't want to remove the blues hehe

[hooned]

more i-land lore 🍨

[sysig]

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[usagifuyusummer]

"You're loved. Don't forget."

More ramblings and concept art below lmao.

I am devastated on thinking Timmy's fate in the series... I won't put my faith that they will handle it well, so I'll just indulge in fanworks to fill in this void. If they ever do it well one day, then I'll be there for the encore.

For now, I think you'll see a lot of somewhat depressed art on FOP for a while lol. Not continuous mind you! University is a bitch to get through. Whenever I'm free that is. Which is on long stretches of time unfortunately... Still, when I'm not posting trash, I'll be around observing quietly. You can guarantee that at least.

The work this time is inspired by @xblubotx (the adopted parents kissing Timmy one so cute omgosh) and @cubbihue FOP AU (sorry I have not memorised your AU yet). I admire that Blubot can adapt the FOP artstyle so well lmao. It'll be lightyears before I can do that 😭😭😭. Also, their Timmy fanarts break my heart, thank you. For the fairies design, I took inspiration from Cubbihue's AU. I think it's cute that they have tails, but there's not much I can say regarding their AU since its still developing. Take your time on that and have fun by the way.

The context for this one is just that Timmy is embarassed that Cosmo and Wanda are giving him the affection he is missing out from his parents. Poof is laughing from Timmy's embarrassment lol. (Not using Poof's new name because that is not that iteration of his character.) Timmy got a lot of fairy dust to remove from his face on that day...

Hm, are there side-effects to fairies kissing a mortal (on the cheeks hehe)? I kinda wish there was a comprehensive mythology book for stuff like that. There's some sources where I read that fairies kissing humans can actually result in their soul being whisked away to the other world (essentially dying yeah) and some sources say that fairies kissing you means its their way of marking territory or for good luck??? I wonder where those myths came from... but it is fascinating to think about. I guess Timmy will die young then /jk lol.

I got input from my younger sister that a darker color background is better than the dark blue one I used initially. I'm quite unsure on this, so I'll just post them all... I also don't think I nailed Cubbihue's AU on the fairy sizes... It's hard to accurately draw characters on a specific scale for me... Oh well, I can practice more. This took me 3 days at least. Also, here's a png version of the piece and two photos of the concept sketches.

I think that's all I want to yap about. Thanks for reading and have a nice day. See you when my homework isn't killing me.

[nana-gumi]

thinking of you g.satoru

pairings: gojo satoru x fem! reader

cw: angst / comfort, failed marriage, having delusions/hallucinations, mental illness, self harm, naoya zenin (yes he's a warning), manipulation, no curses au, businessman! gojo, arranged marriage mentioned, mentions of abuse, trash family (as usual), suggestive ending! not proofread hehe

a/n: i based this au from katy perry's 'thinking of you' you can listen while reading! also currently obsessed with this blue-eyed king :'(

everything was perfect, your marriage with gojo satoru was already perfect, but then he suddenly wanted a divorce and you couldn't do anything about it. your parents ended up forcing you to marry a man from another powerful clan, naoya zenin.

gojo satoru was too perfect for you. that was your first thought when you married the man.

even though it was an arranged marriage, gojo satoru wasn't as bad as you thought he would be.

rumors says that he was ruthless, cocky, and he thinks too high of himself, to which is true, but gojo satoru has a side that only you knew, his wife.

everything was perfect, your relationship with gojo satoru was already perfect, but why did it end up him filing divorce?

when satoru told you about the divorce, you couldn't do anything about it anymore. you couldn't even ask him about it, not when satoru never came home for a week, leaving you alone to drown in your thoughts.

what pushed him to file a divorce? where you not enough or did he found someone better than you? you hoped it's the first one because you didn't want to see satoru happy with someone that isn't you.

when satoru came back, you didn't have a choice but to sign the papers.

not once did he talk to you, or explain everything to you. he just watched you sign the paper.

satoru sat across you as he played with the pen on his hand.

"here." you muttered with a hoarse voice as you pushed the folder infront of him and satoru only stared at the paper before closing it.

he stood up, fixing his tuxedo as he took the folder in his hand and turned around. but you wouldn't let him, not when he didn't explain everything to you. you didn't want a divorce in the first place.

"satoru." you called, standing up at the chair as well as he glanced back at you. "satoru.." you called again but this time, your voice was pleading.

satoru gulped the lump in his throat as he looked back infront of him and looked down on the ground.

"i don't want this, satoru." you said as you walked close to him. "say something please, why? what happened?" at this point, you couldn't stop anymore as you spilled every question that you've been keeping for the week that he was gone. "did you- did you find someone?" you asked, looking down on the ground as if you were ashamed of your question.

"i don't need you anymore," he said, but those simple words never failed to put an ache in your chest.

"what?" you said in disbelief.

"don't make me repeat myself." he said with a sigh.

it was silent for a moment and satoru was taken aback when you pulled him by his wrist.

he watched as you place your wedding ring on his palms.

"i don't think i can keep this." you said as you look at his blue eyes, hoping that he would take back everything.

"keep it." he said as you shake your head.

"it's expensive, right?" you said as you sighed deeply. "take care, satoru. our times together, i hope some of it were genuine and real." you said before leaving his penthouse.

-

i don't need you anymore. did satoru only agree to the marriage because he needed something from you? did he finally get what he wanted? but-

satoru did love me at some point, right? at least he did. you said to yourself as you hit your head with your hand, trying to remove the negative thoughts and forcing yourself to think of the positive ones. 

you wonder what satoru wanted from you? was it really from you or your family's business?  

you pinched yourself, hoping and praying that everything was just a dream, and you'll wake up with satoru beside you, kissing you, telling you how much you mean to him, unaware of your tears coming out of your eyes.

"you had one job! the gojo clan was already in our grasp, how could you let that man file a divorce! you're such a failure." your mother said but your mind was still left in your shared home with satoru, you were still processing the whole divorce incident as you stare at the ground, his last words playing inside your head like a broken radio. 

"what are you crying for!" she said, a scoff leaving her mouth. "i knew you were useless for this job, i should've let your sister marry that vicious man." you mother muttered as she massaged her temples. 

what job was your mother even talking about? you were opposed with their objectives when you married gojo satoru. they wanted the money and power, but you just wanted to be loved, which even satoru couldn't give you. maybe you really are a failure. 

you stayed in your dark room countless nights with your mind was somewhere and your heart? gojo satoru took it with him. he took your heart, and you were left with nothing. 

"satoru.." you mumbled, caressing the cold empty spot beside you, thinking that he was there, lying beside you with that toothy grin on his face.  

you smiled as you hugged his imaginary figure. you were going insane, creating an image of him in your mind to cope up. 

you hugged him as tight as you could but, in the end, it was just you and your cold pillow. 

"this is her?" naoya zenin said as he crossed his legs. "looks like she just got out of the jungle." he said, laughing at his own words. 

your mother laughs nervously as she forced you to stand infront of her. "i told you to get dressed!" she whisper-yelled on your ear before going back from forcing a laugh. "ah yes, this my youngest daughter, she's still not in her right mind. you know, that gojo satoru ended things with her." your mother said that caught the zenin's interest. 

"oh? gojo satoru, huh?" he said a smirk making its way to his lips. "fine, i accept your proposal." 

- 

"but mama! satoru and i are married!" 

"shut up! you're sick in the head." 

"no!" you said as you pushed her, her back hitting the couch as she was forced to sit down. 

"how could you push me!" she said, gripping your forearm as you whined in pain. "i'm selling you off to the zenin's! you better do your job better this time." she said as you shake your head. 

"satoru will be sad mama..." you mumbled as tears started to gather in your eyes. your mother can only scoff, convinced that you've hit your head and gone insane. 

- 

"satoru answer please." you cried. you already called him multiple times but all were left unanswered and yet you still refused to give up. "please.." you tried and tried, until the number blocked you.  

so this is where it ends.  

a curse left your mouth as you squeezed your hair with your fingers. 

"gojo satoru wasted a gem like you." naoya zenin said as he clicked his tongue, sliding his finger on your jaw to your lips. "it's his lost, darling." he said, giving your lips a peck. it was disgusting but you couldn't do anything about it as you let him. 

naoya kissed you but all you could think of was satoru. the way naoya hugs you, satoru's hugs were the most comfortable. his words were not as sweet as satoru's. everything naoya does to you, satoru could only be the person in your mind. 

the marriage was private, only your and his relatives were around to witness.

it's been a month and you're still hoping that satoru would suddenly appear and take you away, but as more months passed by, your starting to lose hope.

-

you cupped naoya's cheeks in your hands as you leaned your forehead against his.  

"satoru." you mumbled as you smiled and then a yelp left your mouth when you were pushed. 

"that's too cruel, (name). stop calling me satoru, don't compare me with that piece of garbage." naoya said, squeezing your cheeks with his fingers. "listen, gojo dumped you, even used you! he did not see the real you, he did not realize how precious you are, and it's me! only I saw it. forget about that trash, this is not about him."  

shut up! 

"okay, i will. sorry naoya." shut up! 

"yeah? that's it, clever girl."  

- 

"satoru!" you jolted awake from a nightmare as you looked around the room. 

"it's naoya, darling." 

"oh, s-sorry! i didn't mean-" 

"shh, it's fine."  

"i'm sorry naoya.." 

"like i said, it's fine." he said as he smirked at your helpless situation. "a kiss in exchange."  

- 

"come on, say it." 

"i love you.." you gulped the lump in your throat as you tried to get up from his lap, but he stopped you before you could even move. 

"hm?" he hummed, caressing your waist with his hands. 

"n-naoya." 

"say that again." 

"i love you, naoya." 

"there we go. i love you too." 

- 

"we hate him, right? he's our enemy." naoya said as you hummed in response, but that wasn't enough for naoya. "say it." 

"gojo satoru is a piece of trash." 

"right? he is." he said as he chuckled.

- 

"why did you hurt yourself?" naoya said as he caressed the fresh scars on your wrist. "see what that man does to you? he's poisoning your mind!" naoya cooed as he wiped the tears in your cheeks. "i'm here, you don't need him." 

you didn't expect to see satoru after the divorce several months ago at a party where all clans were gathered, enemies or allies, it doesn't matter. 

"if it isn't gojo satoru." naoya greeted, a smirk forming on his lips as the blue-eyed man scowled at him. naoya eyes shifted from the woman beside gojo satoru. "such a beautiful lady, your wife, new wife perhaps?" naoya said as the woman exchanged glances with gojo. 

"we're not-" 

"naoya?" your voice cuts off the woman's and naoya couldn't be happier for your right timing. 

"ah, meet my wife." he introduced, your eyes meeting with the blue ones. naoya thought it was entertaining to watch you and his enemy. he couldn't contain his smile as he watched gojo's eyes go widen, but then naoya's eyebrows furrowed when he saw how you looked at gojo satoru. 

you felt naoya's hand tightened on your waist. 

"h-hello, it was nice to meet you." you stammered, avoiding the curious blue eyes. 

"stop bothering me." he said, and your heart couldn't hurt more as he left, your eyes meeting the worried ones of the woman that was just beside him as she followed him. 

all your hope disappeared as you watched satoru leave the venue. 

"see? he's so rude."

- 

"come on, stop crying now. everyone would think we're fighting." naoya said. 

"i'm sorry." you cried, wiping your face with a tissue. 

"gojo satoru was so rude, right? he told you to stop bothering him. poor you." he said as he rubbed your back up and down with his palm. 

"i hate him..." 

"that's right! hate him!" naoya said with a clap of his hands. "he doesn't deserve you." 

- 

"gojo that's enough." the woman, who is his friend, shoko, said.  

"another glass please." satoru said. 

"drinking wouldn't do anything!" shoko scolded, taking the glass from satoru's hand. "i shouldn't have agreed with your request, gojo. you should've asked another woman, i'm a busy person too you know?" shoko said. 

"fuck, i want to kill that bastard." 

"why did even walked out that way? she got sad, i saw it." satoru gulped the whole glass in his mouth as he slammed it on the table.

"satoru, we should carry out the plan now. this is the only chance." 

"i don't want this, satoru." you said as you walked close to him. "say something please, why? what happened? did you- did you find someone?" you asked, looking down at the ground as if you were ashamed of your question.

"i don't need you anymore," i still do, i'm sorry.

god, no one knew how much he wanted to wipe those tears in your cheek, he wanted to take everything back, but he knew he couldn't. 

satoru cursed himself as he watched you leave, clutching the ring close to his chest.

-

you were calling him continuously and satoru couldn't have the right time to answer it. his father saw it and forced him to block your number.

just like you, satoru didn't want the divorce, but his father forced him saying that your family wasn't a help to their business.

satoru doesn't give a single fuck about the business, he wanted you, not the money.

satoru couldn't stop thinking of you for the past months after the divorce.

you told him your situation in your home, how your parents abused you as a kid. you told him you don't want to go back there anymore and satoru, he promised that he wouldn't let that happen again, but who knows what is happening inside your so-called home now that you were separated.

satoru threw every thing he could reach across his room. he didn't care if some of it were glass, but then he stopped when he get a hold of a frame. it was you and him on your wedding day.

he still remembered how awkward you acted that day.

"fuck, i miss you so much.. my love. i'm sorry." he mumbled, caressing your face in the picture as a tear left his eyes.

-

"suguru, you have a house in new york, right?"

"satoru, what crazy plan are you having in your head right now." suguru joked but noticed that his best friend was being serious. "what's up?" he asked.

"i'll buy it."

"what? why?"

"i'll- we'll run away."

"are you insane?"

"if it's for my wife, i am."

"satoru-"

"suguru, you won't get involved, i promise."

"it's not about that satoru, i'm worried for you and (name)."

"satoru, we'll meet at the parking lot. remember, don't let anyone see you." shoko said.

"i owe you and suguru, shoko." satoru said as shoko rolled her eyes.

"that's what friends do right? now go, i'll get your woman."

-

"hi!" shoko said as he sit beside you. she looked around, your husband looked busy talking with other businessmen.

"hi.. you're satoru's friend right?" you said. shoko was thankful you still remembered.

"i am. do you want to get some fresh air?" shoko suggested and you were hesitant at first before coming with her.

-

"where are we going?" you asked but she ignored you as he continued to pull you with her.

"sho-" you were cut off, there he was, standing infront of you.

you looked around and shoko wasn't there anymore.

"w-what? what are you-"

"(name)." satoru called as he held your hand but you were fast to retract it.

"don't-" you said as you took a step back.

"i'm here to take you back, (name)." satoru said, trying to reach you only for you to step back again.

"no, you can't.. you can't, he'll be mad!" you said and satoru's heart ached. "he'll hurt you, satoru!"

"he can't do that, come (name), let's run away." satoru said, finally embracing you.

"satoru, it's too late." you mumbled, tears gathering in your eyes. "i'm already married.."

"let's run away." he repeated. "i'm sorry, it took me a long time to get you, i was planning everything out." he said as he cupped your cheeks, your tears stopping at his thumb.

"but you said you don't need me anymore." your voice cracked and satoru hates himself for saying that.

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean it, i swear." satoru said as he brushed your hair with his fingers.

"really?" he nods as he leaned his forehead on yours.

"i love you, and i need you. let's run away, hm?"

"satoru, they will still look for us." you said as satoru tucked you on his arms.

satoru knew that, but for now, he'll indulge in this moment with you. he used one of their private jets to fly to another country.

"then we'll run away again. i have connections."

"what if they hurt us?"

"i will protect you."

"ok, i trust you."

"what happened here?" satoru asked as he saw the scars on your wrist.

"it's nothing."

"he's hurting you, huh?"

"no. satoru let's not talk about him, please?" you said as satoru's eyes shifted from your lips.

he gave it a peck as you tried to chase it when he pulled away.

you cupped his cheeks and forced him to kiss you as he deepened it.

satoru held you by your shoulders as he cornered you on your seat.

he pulled away as he cursed. he missed this, the taste of your lips.

"did he touch you?" satoru asked and you only kept quiet.

"i thought about you.." you murmured shyly.

"is that so? did he make you feel good?"

"no, only you can!" you exclaimed as he chuckled.

"don't you think they'll let us be together once i gave you a child?"

[thetxtdevil]

Heyyyyy can u write something about reader getting caught by kai while using a vibrator. Like i imagined an escenario where reader is waiting for kai at the hotel room while kai is out with the boys in the US (since the relationship is a secret, reader cant be seen w them) and she misses him so much and she starts getting horny by some thoughts and starts playing with herself with the vibrator bc she thought kai was going to arrive much later. Poor little thing gets caught with her legs spread open, dripping wet and moaning so loudly by her beloved boyfriend 😙 (i live by soft dom kai so his reaction will be according to it lmao)

Please and thank u, love ur works hehe💗

--nsfw--

You wait in the lobby of the hotel Kai lead you to through text message. He said he would meet you there to give you a key but here you were sitting on a chair feeling awkward. Flipping through the provided magazines on the coffee table you hear loud conversations very distinct not only from the foreign language but the familiar tone of each member of your boyfriend's group. You smile to yourself standing up to look at the men to suddenly have your stomach start to flutter when you see your boyfriend Kai. It's been so long since you two have been in the same vicinity his presence hit you like a truck. You study his much broader shoulders and his arms were very muscular, his once dusty blue hair were now long dark locks which exaggerated his angelic features so well. Your heart rate pumps a faster when you see his chocolate eyes glance at you. You felt like a high school girl when you became shy as Kai walks towards you.

"Hey beautiful"

"You're the beautiful one."

Kai chuckles getting as bashful as you "lies."

You wanted to grab his chin to look at you but your resisted, "you know I don't lie" He smiles puffing out his chest in confidence, then Kai's eyes widen as if he remembered something, patting down his pocket he pulls out a small card. "Do you have a pen?" he asks and you quickly search for one in your purse. He starts writing something and hands you the card and pen back.

"This is my room key and I wrote down the level and number. I'm going out with the band but I should be back later."

"Oh okay, thanks." You were stunned to see him leave fast watching him go back to the group of men. You awkwardly smile and wave at Yeonjun and Taehyun who were staring at you in suspicion.

"Who's that" Yeonjun nods towards you.

"Oh... uh- a fan" Kai nervously messes up his hair hoping to hide his blush, "noticed her around so I thought I'd finally give her an autograph"

---

You took a deep breath as you bring the electronic key to the pad on the door handle. Making sure you have the right room number once more you swipe the card resulting in a small green light blinking. Opening the door you waddle in with your duffel bag. The room was like any other hotel room, clean, nice bed sheets, warm light, but there was a beautiful view of the city. Admiring the cars stopping and creeping forward, lights illuminating the area making the stars in the sky barely visible. You stop looking to get yourself comfortable in the room removing the extra layers you had on.

Falling onto the bed you let out a huff of boredom. You let your mind wander to your meeting with Kai from earlier, how handsome he is, how big he looked, how much you wanted to graze your fingers along his milky skin. Closing your eyes to imagine him above you, his light sweet kisses pressing into your lips asking about your day or simple "love yous", and his big hands grouping your breasts. As your thoughts go wild your own fingers explore yourself and a hand massage your tit. You flex your thighs together, back arching, your whole body shaking from arousal. You stop for a moment to remember that you brought a little toy for tonight.

Digging through your bag your hand touches a solid object. Picking it up knowing its your handy wand ready to be used. You study the curves of the vibrator remembering how much Kai love to tease you with it. When you both started dating Kai was a little inexperienced with little knowledge of selfcare so you took it upon yourself to show him the great pleasures of sex toys. Stripping away your clothes settling back on the bed you tease your nipples once more. Reaching for the vibrator clicking it on to fill the air with a light buzzing noise. Pressing the vibrations against your clit instantly shot pleasure through your body making it hard to not get needy. You tease yourself over and over again swiping the wand against your folds but never fully fucking yourself.

A small sound of metal of the door knob clicks but was quiet enough to not be noticed by you. However, your smalls gasps and breathy moans could easily been heard from your boyfriend who came through the door. He walks in quietly to see his beautiful girlfriend spread out before him. His cheeks burn a fiery red, big doe eyes shy away embarrassed that he caught you in such a position until he starts to hear your juices that sounded so delicious to him. All his attention came back to you especially when your moans became calls of his name.

He watches the curl of your toes, every spasm of your open legs leading down to your glistening folds moving around your vibrator. Kai's secret cover was compromised when a drawn out groan escaped from deep within him. Your teary eyes open to look around the room finding Kai standing perfectly in front of you, your legs framing his body.

"Kai, angel, I missed you so much a-and I couldn't wa-"

"canieatyouout"

You eyes widen at his abrupt request but then soften as you widen your legs as a sign of welcome. Kai gets on his knees getting a hold of your hips to push you towards him, towards his face so it was morphing into your pussy. You pant at his luscious muscle lapping up every part of you and his nose bumping into your clit so lovingly. Kai lifts his head to grin at your fucked out state then catches a glimpse of the forgotten wand. He grabs it and as his lips latch onto your clit he shoves the vibrator deep inside you receiving a shocked gasp.

You feel lightheaded by the deep penetration. Your vision begins to see stars with every suck and lick of your clit. Looking down at the sight of your boyfriend, Kai, his long dark hair hiding his face that was already hidden in your cunt, his broad shoulders keeping your legs far apart, one hand thrusting the wand in and out of you while the other explores your soft skin. God did you miss him...

A nuisance,

TxT's Devil

taglist: @inkigayocamman, @naoristerling, @incogrio

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Beast's Valentines Day (Silvio Ricci)

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors and inaccuracies.

The cocoa tart I gave to Silvio on Valentine's Day had the effect of turning any words into words of love.

Silvio: "Cocoa tart for Valentine's Day, huh? Not a bad choice for sweets."

Seated side by side on the sofa, I offered him the plate, and he happily started eating it.

(I'm glad he likes it.)

Silvio: "Delicious. This taste… I can't stop my love for you."

Silvio: "........."

Emma: "P-Prince Silvio?"

(I feel like I heard something unbelievable just now.)

Silvio: "The sweetness of this treat makes my love for you unstoppable."

Silvio: "........."

He quickly jumped back as his previously cheerful expression suddenly turned into a frown.

Silvio: "Don't suddenly get so close to me! You're too cute. It's bad for my heart."

Emma: "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly saying strange things?"

Silvio: "........."

(His attitude changed after eating the tart.)

Emma: "Could it be that you liked the sweets so much that you can't stop giving compliments?"

Silvio: "........."

Emma: "Thank you. I didn't expect you to be so happy with it."

Silvio: "........."

Emma: "Hehe, if you're going to make such a scary face just because I hit the mark, I'll take the sweets away."

I reached out to take the plate, but he quickly snatched it.

Emma: "U-Um, Prince Silvio?"

Silvio: "What the hell are you trying to do? There's no way I'd let go of your love!"

Emma: "Uh, love?"

Silvio: "Damn it, what's happening to me?"

Silvio: "I like you so much, I don't know what to do!"

Silvio: "........."

Emma: "Prince Silvio, do you have a fever?"

I reached out to touch his forehead, but he grabbed my hand, causing me to fall to his chest.

His arms, wrapped around my body, were holding me so tightly that I couldn't see anything.

Emma: "Whoa, your body is so warm. Maybe you really have a fever."

Silvio: "Shut up! Ever since I ate your sweets, nothing but sweet words keep coming out of my mouth."

Emma: "Huh?"

Silvio: "It's probably the love you put into your pastries that's making my heart swoon. Wait, what the hell am I saying!?"

(I can't believe something like that could happen, but I have no choice but to believe his current state.)

Emma: "I'm glad it's not because you're sick."

Pushing against his chest and looking up, I saw his face had turned red.

Silvio: "It's not good at all. Whenever I see you, all these cute words keep popping out of my mouth."

Emma: "That's alright. In that case, please go ahead and say more."

Emma: "You're usually shy and don't say those things often, so I'm really happy."

(I'm getting a little embarrassed myself.)

Silvio: "Your ears are turning red as you say that, you know?"

Emma: "It's just your imagination."

Silvio: "You blushing like that is so cute."

Silvio: "........."

Emma: "Hehe, I really like that side of you."

Silvio: "You're enjoying this, aren't you? That smile of yours is cute, too. Argh, damn it!"

Emma: "It's fun, but I really mean it."

He furrowed his eyebrows deeply and peered into my face as if something had clicked.

Silvio: "If you want me to show you that much affection, there's a better way."

Caught in the gaze of his ocean-blue eyes, I couldn't move as his beautiful face drew closer.

Emma: "Nn…"

Our lips met, and his tongue gently explored the inside of my mouth.

As I melted from within, rendered powerless by the sensation, he swiftly lifted me and pushed me onto the bed.

Silvio: "This is my return gift for the exquisite treat. Accept it quietly."

He removed my clothes and gently caressed my bare skin.

Emma: "Ah…"

His intense gaze and careful touch conveyed his feelings to me.

(Even if it's not being said explicitly, I can still feel how important it is.)

(If that's the case, then I...)

I sat up and wrapped my arms around his neck, then kissed him.

Emma: "I love you."

Silvio: "I know that, idiot. But my love for you is even greater."

Silvio: "My feelings for you are deeper than the Benitoite Sea."

Silvio said so in a somewhat unintentional manner, then sealed my lips with a kiss.

That Valentine's night, we shared our overflowing love with touches sweeter than words.

[lovesunshinefelix]

Blue

Tags: ex-husband!chan x reader, angst?, mentions of having children together but not specified how many, hints of a conflict but not stated

Warnings: not proofread, angst with no happy ending, italics = flashbacks

Word count: 967

Note: i don't believe this is good but there seems to be a lack of bang chan angst lately so i had to take matters into my hands (?) also i had a hard time thinking of a title for this until i remembered how much I love taeyeon's Blue, and I thought how much it would fit this blurb so here it is hehe

Watching your eldest daughter finish college is seemingly one of the happiest days of your life. You didn’t expect for you to reach such a milestone in your life since you didn’t even think you could take her there by yourself, but you were happy one of your kids is finally finished with their studies. Although it wasn't your milestone, you were happy, and you wanted to make sure you were going over the top for your eldest.

With the help of your kids, they put up some decorations for the occasion at home while the ceremony went on. On top of that, you were driving around to places yesterday to buy some of her favorite food. Although the other members suggested a potluck, you still wanted to make sure that her favorite food was being served. And before you left for the occasion, you were running around the house cleaning and making sure everything’s in place.

Evening came and you were both home from her ceremony, everyone she loves came to the small gathering you threw for her; yours and Chan’s family, the other members and their families, and some of her friends. She was truly happy celebrating her achievement with everyone that she loved. Hours passed and some of the guests started leaving, your kids left with some of their cousins to go off to god knows where, which leads you to continue entertaining the other guests. When everyone left, you began picking up some of the mess they left off.

You were cleaning up some of the things from the party and have moved on to washing dishes when Chan strides through the kitchen, seemingly pleased. “It was fun seeing everyone here. Thank you for doing this for y/d/n.” He said, grabbing a rug from your kitchen drawer and drying some dishes. You just gave Chan a faint smile. “Anything for my baby.” You let out a big breath, “She's worked so hard for this, and I want her to know that everyone around her supports her dreams and is proud of her hard work.” You smiled, giving him some of the dishes you finished washing.

“It only felt like yesterday when we brought her home. Now she's off to find a job.” He told you. You just smiled fondly at the memory. “I know. Remember that time she refused to go to daycare because she doesn’t wanna leave her siblings?” you asked, walking over to his side and keeping the rest of the dishes. He laughs at the thought, “Of course, I had to promise her to some ice cream after daycare.” He said, putting away some of your dishes and asking where things belong.

For a while, there was a silence between the two of you; putting away some of the things and slowly removing the decorations, until Chan broke it off. “Do you… ever wander off and think about us?” You looked at him, somewhat confused. “What was there to think about?”

“I don't know,” he rubs the back of his head. “But I often… wander off to it.” He said honestly. “… Sometimes, I wished things ended differently.”

“But they didn't.” You told him, not meaning to sound bitter. But he understands, he understood completely.

You were both silent for a while. Just cleaning up your kitchen, until you spoke. “I don’t even think I ever moved on from you…” you tell him honestly, chuckling at the thought of it. Chan was just stunned at your confession. “It's pathetic, I tried going on dates a few years after the divorce. All I could ever think about was you.” “… Then why didn't you give me a chance to start all over again with you when I came back 12 years ago?” He asked you.

You pondered on his question but it didn't last for long. You remember it all; the lying, the arguments, the sleepless nights. All of that and you had to keep yourself composed for your children. When he came back to you 12 years ago, all of that flew out the door.

“I know I’ve made some mistakes that led to our divorce, but I want to ask for a second chance. I want to be with you and our kids for as long as I live.”

“You have no idea what I had to put myself through to forget about you, and you come back here thinking we can fix this?!”

Even though it was years ago it felt like a scar that seemingly healed for years was cut open.

You just chuckled at him, tears rolling down your cheeks reliving all the memories it brought you. “No matter how much I love you, no amount of happiness could ever compare to the day you hurt me.” you said, “Especially since I saw everything myself. I can't do that to myself again, I was raising our kids all alone.” You sniffled. “I was there for you, I gave you the support our kids needed.” He said. “I have them during weekends and when they wanted to go out with me, how can you say you were alone?” he asked. “I know and I want to thank you for it, but I can’t help but feel alone in all of my battles the moment you walked out on me.” you said in between sniffles.

After that tense discussion you were both quiet for a while. You took in a deep breath, “I'm sorry, Chris. I don't want to have this discussion again.” You said, wiping away your tears and sniffling. He just nods defeated, out of respect to your wishes. He made his way out of your once shared home while you watched him walk away from you for the third time in your life.

[willalove75]

Alcina's New Maid Pt. 2. Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

Summary: Lady Dimitrescu brings you in as one of her maids, at least, that's what you thought she brought you to the castle for.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI

Tags: flirty, fluff, slow burn, smut.

Notes: Part 2! This one is smuttyyyyyy and a little long hehe there will probably be a part 3 once I crank out some other fics!

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You head to the Lady's chambers, nerves filling your belly as you walk up. You put your ear to the door to see if you can hear her inside, the wood is too thick to hear anything so you take a deep breath and knock on the door. After a few seconds nothing happens, you knock again, a little harder this time. Still, nothing. Terrified to open the door on your own, you stand there for a few minutes, unsure of what to do. Eventually you hear the clacking of heels across the marble floor and the familiar shadow of the Lady's curvy figure appears down the hall. She sees you standing at the door and smiles.

"You didn't have to wait for me draga, you could have waited inside."

"Oh, sorry, I wasn't sure." You shyly say.

She gently caresses your cheek and smiles at you.

"After you." She says, gesturing to the door.

You carefully open the door and walk in. She ducks into the doorway and enters her room, closing the door behind her. You're not sure why, but your stomach sank when you heard the door shut. She hasn't given you any reason to be afraid of her, but there's an uneasiness that you aren't able to settle.

She sits at her large vanity, you notice that everything in her room is made to scale for her, the furniture just a little bigger than what it normally would be. She takes her hat off and sets it aside, she slowly removes her gloves and sets them down also. She looks at you through the mirror as you stand near her bed, unsure of where to go or what to do. She gently pulls out the pins in her hair and her dark curls gently fall past her shoulders. You look around the room, turning to the side to admire everything.

"What is that?" She asks, her eyes focused on the bloodied bandage wrapped around your arm.

"Oh, nothing, just an accident in the kitchen during dinner." You say turning away from her a bit.

She turns around and looks at you, her yellow eye suddenly intense.

"There was no accident, was there?" She says, staring into your eyes.

You go to speak and she cuts you off.

"Do not lie to me."

A chill goes down your spine, you look down at the floor.

"No, at least I don't think it was an accident." You quietly say.

You hear a low growl come from her chest, she turns back to the mirror and ties a silk scarf around her head as she grumbles something you can't understand.

"Darling help me with these damned buttons." She says, trying to undo the buttons down the back of her dress.

You walk up to her and carefully unbutton her dress. She pulls her arms out of the sleeves and reveals a navy blue lingerie set. The lacy bra just barely holding in her breasts, you realize you were staring and look away, your cheeks turning red. She smiles and stands up, the dress falling to her feet. She walks over to her wardrobe, you can't help but be mesmerized watching her. Her heels showing off her long, strong legs, the lacy garters hugging her thighs, the garter belt hugging her large, round hips, her thong showing off her perfect ass. She looks over her shoulder and catches you staring at her. You look down, your cheeks turning a deeper shade of red.

She pulls a robe out from her wardrobe and wraps it around herself. She walks up to you, your eyes still focused on the ground, and puts her finger under your chin and lifts your face. Your eyes meet hers and you feel like the air was stolen from your lungs.

"Who did this to you?" She asks.

"I don't know," her stare becomes more intense. "I mean I know, I just don't know her name." You say as your voice begins to shake.

She continues to look at you, waiting for you to tell her.

"I don't want to get anyone in trouble, or killed." You say.

"I will not kill her." She says as her stare softens. "Or maim her." She adds.

You take a deep breath and describe the maid that's been harassing you. "She has dark hair, she's a little taller than me, a little older than me I think, blue eyes."

You hear her growl again, her face is so close to yours you feel the vibration rattle in your chest.

"I know exactly who that is." She says with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "I will take care of her. Stay here, make yourself comfortable."

In one swift movement she lifts you and places you on her bed.

"I will be right back." She says.

She opens the door and ducks out, shutting it behind her. You hear the sound of her heels get further and further away. You sit on her bed, not wanting to get too comfortable and risk bleeding on it, since you're pretty sure the cut hasn't stopped bleeding yet. After about 10 minutes the door opens and she walks back in and smiles at you as she shuts the door.

"If she bothers you again, you must tell me. Yes?"

You nod your head.

"You arm is still bleeding." She says as she grabs it and examines it.

She walks into the bathroom and walks out with more bandages. She sits next to you on the bed and removes the poorly wrapped bandage you had applied earlier, a little blood trickles down your arm and she takes in a deep breath, inhaling the scent.

"Cassandra was certainly right, you do smell sweet." She says with a smile.

She wipes the blood off with her finger and licks it clean.

"Mmm, draga mea, you are very sweet." She says with her eyes closed, trying to savor the taste on her tongue.

She opens her eyes and gazes into yours, she's a little surprised to see curiosity and wonder in your eyes instead of fear. She wraps your arm with new bandages, and does a much better job than you were able to.

"If that doesn't stop bleeding by morning have the head maid take you to the infirmary, understood?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Call me Mistress." She says, caressing your cheek.

"Yes Mistress."

"Good girl." She purrs.

You feel like your heart skips a beat as she praises you, you swear she also notices because a smile crosses her face after you feel it.

"Mistress? May I ask you a question?" You ask, averting her gaze.

"Of course draga, what is it?"

"Why did you bring me here, to the castle? Why did you pay my uncle so much so you could take me here?"

"Come." She says taking your hand.

She leads you to the vanity and sits, she motions for you to climb up and she pulls you into her lap, you're a little surprised, you're also caught off guard when you realize you feel safe with her. She pulls your ponytail out and your hair falls around your face. She runs her fingers through your hair, gently pulling it back. She picks up a hairbrush and begins to brush your hair, delicately brushing out every knot she comes across. You close your eyes and smile, the last person to do this was your mother before she died, you forgot how relaxing it is.

"The thought of killing the both of you then and there did cross my mind when we first met." She says, breaking the silence. You eyes snap open, staring at her in the mirror, her attention still focused on brushing your hair. "But you were, and are, very beautiful and the thought of killing someone so beautiful due to the careless actions of a child seemed like a waste." She pauses for a moment as she untangles a knot.

"And then you said you were willing to give your life for your cousin" she says with a laugh "not even your own child, it, impressed me. But I also pitied you when you said taking care of those children was your only purpose. I thought to myself 'how does someone so beautiful think so low of herself where her sole purpose in life was taking care of someone else's children?'" you feel her fingers part your hair as she starts to French braid it.

"Once I met your," she pauses for a moment. "Charming, uncle," you giggle. "It all made sense. I knew you would be much more appreciated here, because I appreciate everything that is beautiful. So I made him an offer he could not refuse, and it was worth every cent because you, draga mea, are very beautiful and you are one of the best maid's I've ever had." She ties off the bottom of the braid and drapes it over your shoulder. She puts her hands on your shoulders, and looks at you in the mirror.

"I must admit though, it would have brought me endless joy to have ripped that retched man apart. Speaking to you like that, in front of me, he is lucky I was able to restrain myself."

"Yeah, he's kind of a dick." You say with a smile on your face.

Her hands slide down to your hips and she gently leans down, placing a kiss on the top of you shoulder. You feel a chill run up your spine, she smiles as she feels it run through you. She places another kiss and you lean your head to the side, giving her more access. She places another kiss, this one on your neck and you take a sharp breath in. You feel a wetness form between your legs as you feel her cool, soft lips on your warm skin. She pulls away and you wait for her lips to meet your skin again, but it doesn't happen. You open your eyes and look at her in the mirror, a smile across her face.

"That's enough for tonight." She says softly into your ear.

You can't hide the look of disappointment on your face.

"Patience draga."

She lifts you off of her lap and onto the floor.

"Remember, straight to the infirmary in the morning if that is still bleeding. And if that maid does anything, at all, you tell me. Yes?"

"Yes ma-" you pause and she looks at you through the mirror. "Mistress."

"Good girl. Goodnight." She turns her attention back to herself and unties the scarf from her head.

"Goodnight."

You head back to your room and crawl into bed, mixed emotions swirling in your mind, you were terrified of your Mistress when you walked into her bedroom, but by the time you left, all you wanted was more of her touch. You drift off to sleep with her on your mind.

You wake up the next morning and get dressed, you check your arm and luckily the bleeding stopped. You head to the kitchen for breakfast, you sit down to eat and see the maid walk in, she shoots you a dirty look as she holds her arm over her abdomen. To your surprise, she does and says nothing. "Maybe she'll finally leave me alone." You think to yourself.

The next few weeks go by smoothly, the maid doesn't bother you, besides shooting you dirty looks every chance she got, your Mistress invites you back to her chambers a few times each week, always ending the same way, her lips making contact with your skin, each time her hands gently explore your body a little more, and then sending you on your way, leaving you desperate for more every time you leave.

She invites you into her chambers again, you knock on the door and there's no answer. She's made it clear more than once you're allowed to go in and wait for her, so that's what you do. You climb up onto her bed and make yourself comfortable. You lay back on her pillows, you're surrounded by the smell of her perfume, cigarettes and a hint of her wine. You close your eyes and breathe in the smells, an arousal building between your legs as you wait for her.

The sensation becomes too much to ignore, you slowly reach your hand between your legs and rub your aching bud over your underwear, a quiet moan escapes your lips as you release the intense tension that has been building up.

"Patience is not a virtue you possess, is it?"

You jump when you hear her voice, you slam your legs shut and sit up, both mortified and a little scared, you didn't hear her come in at all.

"I- I'm so sorry mistress, I- I was-" You panic a little trying to find the words.

"Pleasuring yourself, in my bed?" She says with a raised eyebrow.

You put your head down, your cheeks on fire, you wish you could disappear into a swarm of flies right now.

You hear her laugh and feel her finger under your chin, her cold skin feels like ice, she turns your face towards her.

"I will dismiss it this time, but make no mistake, if it happens again, I will not be as generous." Her piercing yellow eyes staring into yours.

"Yes Mistress, thank you." You quietly say.

She pulls you closer, her lips gently brushing against your ear, the sensation between your legs grows once more.

"I am the only one who is allowed to pleasure you, understand?"

An involuntary moan escapes your lips at her words, the arousal in your legs unbearable, you close your eyes to try and ignore it. She pulls back, her finger still under your chin, you open your eyes and see her staring at you, waiting for your response.

Your throat suddenly dry, you manage to squeeze a "yes Mistress." out.

She smiles and walks towards her vanity, setting down her hat.

"Come, pet." She says to you as she sits.

You scramble off of the bed and walk over to the vanity, she moves her curls to the side, gesturing for you to unbutton her dress. You unbutton it and she stands up and slides out of it as usual, but unlike the other times she's invited you into her chambers, tonight she doesn't go to her wardrobe and put on her robe, she returns to her seat at the vanity in a black lace lingerie set . She looks at you through the mirror and you climb up next to her as usual. You're taken by surprise when she pulls you into her lap, she usually does, but you weren't expecting it since she was just in her underwear.

She pulls your hair out of the ponytail and brushes it like she does almost every time she invites you in. Instead of braiding it, she pulls it to the side when she's done combing through. You automatically lean your head to the side, giving her access to your skin, becoming desperate for her touch.

You hear her smirk and feel her pull the shoulder of your dress down, exposing your skin. Her soft, cold lips meet your bare skin and a moan escapes your lips. She gently hums at your reaction.

"Eager tonight are we?" She seductively whispers into your ear.

"Mhm." You say, nodding your head. Another moan escapes as she places her lips closer to your neck.

You feel her smile and another moan escapes as her lips make contact with your pulse point. Your panties are soaked, you feel a throb between your legs, you shift in her lap to try and make it go away. She gently slides one of her hands to the inside of your thigh, her lips firmly planted on your neck, you spread your legs, desperate for her to touch you.

"Do you want mommy to touch you?" She whispers into your ear.

You let out a whimper as you nod your head.

"Use your words, tell mommy what you want."

"I need you to touch me, please." Your request sounding more like you're begging than asking.

You let out a moan as she cups your soaked panties, your eyes roll and you lean back into her a little.

She gently rubs your throbbing clit over your underwear and you buck your hips and throw your head back, more sounds passing through your lips. She hums as she feels the wetness between your legs, the sound gently vibrating your ribcage.

"Did you ruin your panties thinking of me?"

"Mhm" you say, unable to form words.

She watches you squirm in her lap in the mirror, enjoying every second as you're desperate for her touch. She begins to feel a wetness between her legs as she too becomes eager for you.

She removes her hand and you let out a small whine, she picks you up and puts you on the floor, you look up at her, never feeling so desperate in your life. She swings her legs to the other side of the vanity bench and leans forward, her gigantic, perfect breasts in your face.

"You have been so patient draga, I think it's time you're rewarded for your excellent behavior." She says, she extends one of her claws and you freeze, fear runs through you for a moment as you stare at the razor sharp claw, the fear does not go unnoticed by your Mistress.

"Oh sweet pet, I won't hurt you. This is just the most efficient way to move things along." In one swift movement she claws through your dress, not once touching your skin. The rags fall around you, leaving you in your bra and drenched panties.

She retracts the claw and stands, she lifts you into her arms and slides her hand to the back of your head. She pulls you into her and your lips slam together, you hold onto her tightly as you kiss her back, hard. You feel her sharp fangs across your bottom lip, as well as her tongue, asking for for admittance. You part your lips and her tongue slides into your mouth, swirling and exploring inside. You moan into her mouth, her lips curling into a smile as you kiss. She's taken by surprise when you gently bite and suck on her bottom lip, a moan rattling in the back of her throat. She carries you over to the bed, she lays you down and climbs on top of you, your lips not once parting.

She kisses down your jaw and nips at the skin down your neck, her tongue soothing each small bite you receive. She moves to the other side of your neck and kisses and nips at it, she purrs into your skin.

"If only I could taste you." She says quietly, probably more to herself than to you.

"Do it." You say breathlessly.

She lifts her face from your neck and looks you in the eyes.

"Do it, it's okay, I trust you." You say, meeting her stare.

She looks a little surprised, never expecting you to offer yourself in that way to her, at least not this quickly.

"Draga, are you sure?" She asks, scanning your face for any hint of hesitation.

You pull her lips into yours and kiss her again, you slowly pull away and look back into her eyes.

"Yes."

"If I take too much, tap me on my arm and I will immediately stop, understand?"

You nod your head and smile at her. She smiles back at you and lays you back into the pillows, gently exposing your neck, holding your face so you don't move.

"Keep still, I will do my best to make it as painless as possible."

You hold onto her arm and she gently sucks and swipes her tongue over the perfect spot on your neck. You take a slow, deep breath in as you feel her move in. You feel her fangs dig into your neck, a sharp pain shoots through you as she breaks through your skin. You furrow your brows and let out a whine and tighten your grip on her arm. She doesn't go further, her eyes focused on your face. You take a few more deep breaths and loosen your grip, you relax your face and gently caress her arm with your thumb, signaling her to continue. She sinks her fangs in a little more, the pain less than the initial bite. You feel her drink, small moans of pleasure escaping from her. You move your hand up from her arm to the back of her head and hold onto her curls. You feel her smile into you as she drinks. Just when you think you're going to feel lightheaded, she pulls her fangs out of you and caresses the puncture wounds with her tongue.

She places a soft kiss on the wound and places a kiss on your lips, the metallic taste of blood still on them.

"If at any time you feel uncomfortable, or if something hurts or doesn't feel right, or if you want to stop, tell me, and I will stop. Understood?"

"Yes Mistress."

It turned you on even more hearing her speaking so gently and softly, yet still coming off as so dominating and commanding.

She kisses her way down your body, unclasping your bra and throwing it aside. She kneads your breasts and gently sucks and licks your nipple, moving over to the other, giving it the same amount of attention as the first one. Small moans leave your lips as your hips lift off of the mattress a little. She pulls your soaked panties off and kisses down your stomach, her hands following the curves of your waist, coming to a rest on your hips. She gently kisses and nips at the inside of your thighs and you let out a few giggles. She looks up at you and you make eye contact with her, the throbbing in your core only increased as you looked at her with her head between your legs.

She drags her tongue up your folds, your eyes roll back and your hips lift off of the mattress, she holds them steady as she licks you up and down, your moans go up an octave when you feel here wrap her lips around your clit and suck on it.

"Fuck, Mistress, it feels so good." You whine.

She flicks her tongue across your clit and you cry out again. She licks you up and down, giving special attention to your aching bud each time she passes over it. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, you grab a handful of hair at the back of her head as she brings you to the brink of orgasm.

"Mistress, please, don't stop, I'm gonna-" another moan passes through your lips.

"You're gonna what?" She asks between licks. "Tell mommy what you want."

"You're gonna make me cum." You whine. "Please, make me cum Mistress, please." Your whines turn into begs as she brings you closer.

She flicks her tongue across your clit again and latches onto it, licking and sucking it as your legs begin to shake.

"Oh yes, oh fuck, don't stop, I'm gonna cum."

The orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave, screams of pleasure emerge from you as your back arches and your hips come off of the bed. She holds them back down, making you ride out the orgasm as long as possible. You come down from the high, your legs shaking, trying to catch your breath.

"Oh my god," you pant. "That was amazing."

"Oh my," she says, a chill runs up your spine as you feel her finger between your folds as she covers it in your juices. She looks up at you with a devilish smile on her face, her finger dancing around your entrance.

"Wait, before you-" you begin to speak, she immediately pulls her finger away and looks into your eyes. "I just feel like I should tell you, I've never- I'm-" you look away, a little embarrassed.

"Draga mea," she says, caressing the inside of you thigh. "Are you a virgin?"

Your eyes meet hers and you nod your head. Her eyes glow as a smile crosses her face.

"Do you want me to stop?" She asks sincerely.

"No."

"Are you sure?" She asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, please Mistress, don't stop."

She places a kiss on the inside of your thigh and brings her finger back to your dripping entrance.

"Just relax, mommy will take good care of you."

She slides her finger into you, your eyes roll as you let out a moan, you feel a sharp pain for a second, but pleasure takes over as she slowly moves her finger in and out. Her large middle finger stretches you out as she quickens her pace, gently curling into your walls on each re-entry. She pushes in deeper, the tip of her finger hitting a spot inside of you that makes you cry out in pleasure.

"Good girl." She says with a smile.

She makes sure to hit that spot each time she pushes into you making your back arch each time as you cry out for her to keep going. She quickens her pace further, thrusting a little harder each time. You feel another orgasm building quickly as she continues to pleasure you.

"Mistress, you're gonna make me cum again." You cry out.

You think to see stars when she pushes harder and faster into you, herself eager to make you cum again. Your screams get louder as you get closer, you tightly grip onto the comforter and clench down around her finger, desperate for the release she's about to bring.

"Yes, I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum. Don't stop Mistress." You yell, you feel her lips wrap around your clit, she sucks hard on it as she finger fucks you. You make a noise you've never made before and your body convulses when the orgasm hits. You scream out her name in pleasure as she makes you ride it out for as long as possible. She slows her pace, the shockwaves from the orgasm still shooting through you. She gently removes her finger from you, she places a kiss on the inside of your legs as they gently tremble.

Your heartrate begins to return to normal as your Mistress crawls up next to you and wraps her arms around you. Her soft lips meet yours, she slowly and passionately kisses you, her hand cupped around your face. You gently grab her breast over her bra, your thumb caressing her hard nipple over the lace. She smiles and brings your hand up to her lips and kisses it.

"I think that's enough for one night." She softly says.

"Are you sure, if you want me to I can-" you say, your eyelids feeling heavy.

"Draga mea you have done more than enough to satisfy me tonight." She gently kisses the bite mark again. "You will sleep here tonight and return to the maids quarters in the morning, understood?"

You nod your head. "Yes Mistress." You say with a sleepiness in your voice that brings an endearing smile to her face.

She wraps her arms around you and you cuddle into her, she gently hums as she strokes your hair, the beautiful yet haunting tune lulling into you a deep sleep.

You wake up the next morning feeling like you slept for two days, you sit up in your Mistresses bed and rub the sleep from your eyes. You take note of a soreness between your legs and look around the room, realizing you're alone. You spot a new, clean uniform on the bench of her vanity with a note on it. You climb out of the bed and walk over to pick up the note.

Draga, A new uniform to replace the other one. Enjoy. LD

You almost wish the note had more to it, but you also know that she isn't one to show her soft side, you really weren't sure if she even had one until last night. You put the new uniform on and place the note in your pocket. You climb onto the vanity bench and look into the mirror, you pull your hair back into a ponytail and examine the bite mark on your neck, it's not incredibly noticeable, but not completely invisible either. It feels sore when you bring your fingers to it, inspecting the marks.

You hear the door open and turn to see your Mistress walk into the room, she spots you at the vanity.

"Good morning Mistress, I hope you don't mind me using your mirror for a moment." You say shyly.

She walks over to you and turns your face to the side, you drop your hand from your neck and she inspects the marks.

"This should heal just fine." She mutters. She turns your face back towards her, her hand not leaving your face. "Did you sleep well my little pet?"

"Yes, very well, thank you."

"Excellent." She says, caressing your cheek with her thumb. You close your eyes and lean into her hand a little, you hear her smirk and you look up into her eyes. You are putty in her hands, and she loves it, truth be told, you love it too. She drops her hand from your face, the coolness of her fingers lingering on your skin. "Off you go." She says, nodding towards the door. "The head maid will be waiting for you to give you instructions and lay out your new responsibilities."

"New responsibilities Mistress?" You ask, confused.

"Yes, as my new handmaiden you have a new set of responsibilities that must be fulfilled."

"Oh." You say, looking into her eyes.

She gives you a look, waiting for you to obey her orders and leave.

"Thank you Mistress, I will head there at once."

The corner of her lip curls into a smile and you make your way out of her room. As you leave you hear a noise down the hall, you turn to look and you see one of the maids who is friends with the one who has it out for you. She looks at you, surprised and unsure as she sees you leaving the Lady's chambers, you see her gaze shift to your neck and her eyes widen. You quickly turn and make your way to the head maid, an unsettling feeling begins to gnaw at you, "this won't end well." you think to yourself.

[satoluv]

YOU ALWAYS HAD ME — synopsis: what would you do if your hot best friend agreed to fake date you to make your ex-boyfriend jealous? will it ruin your friendship or will it prevail into something more?

⤿ [ 11 ] timestamps do not matter.

One of your favourite things you did growing up to find solace outside of your rowdy home was sitting by the porch, drinking in the starry night above you. Usually, you had company; your Persian cat, Kiki who has found herself a new owner; Gojo Satoru.

“What’s going on that pretty little head of yours?” Your thoughts, are instantly broken by the low yet smoky voice of the man you were falling in love with. — your best friend, your fake boyfriend.

“Nothing”

“Lies. I’ve been searching everywhere for you but then your kind mother told me this is your favourite spot.” You felt the plank beneath you creak and found yourself a new company.

“You were looking for me?” Your voice came out barely a whisper.

Tucking away the strands of hair behind your ear, “Yeah?.”

Your heart skipped a beat.

So did the clock.

10 minutes till Midnight.

“Can we end this, Satoru?”

“What?”

"You heard me."

"So that’s on your mind? Is that why you invited me here? To break up with me in front of your family's porch? Or did Toji text you back? I-"

"Satoru, do you want to know what I dislike about you?"

"If it's me stealing your chocolates, I'm sorry. Please don't end this"

You cupped his face, the warmth from the contact of your hands and his face kept you alive. He looks so cute with his face being squashed. His bright blue eyes on you, pouting.

"Wrong. I don't like it when you cut me off and you’re so dramatic ‘toru! Toji hasn’t texted me since forever! But it doesn’t matter anyway because I love you."

His pout, was instantly replaced with a smile like a kid who got candy from his mother.

"Then will you shut me up by kissing m-"

You threw your body weight on him, snaking your arms around his neck, playing with the underside of his undercut. It's so hot. Supposedly a small fleeting kiss immediately turned into a passionate heated kiss, outside your family's porch.

You gasped in surprise at the sensation of his hands tucking underneath your shirt, pinching your skin.

The kiss that breaks apart, left you both catching for air.

Removing his hands that previously rested under your shirt, sliding in your palms, stroking your hands with his thumb.

"You're so cute. I like the taste of your lips on mine. And I love you too, YN. Always have been, ever since high school. We grew up together so technically, I watched you grow up heh. Watching you have your first boyfriend broke my heart, but if that was the price for me to pay seeing you so happy, I'd gladly break my heart a thousand times over. But a part of me wished it was me who made you smile. So when he broke your heart, it was as if the whole world just crashed on me. You, out of everyone deserve so much love."

Like as if that wasn't enough to tug your heartstrings,

"YN, can I be your boyfriend? I'll love you with everything that I have, I promise."

“Here’s a pen for you baby”

“What for?”

“Hmm? To tick off the the rest of your checklist sweetheart”

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[sleepymaven]

The Bsd "Fyodor is Atsushi's Father" Theory:

My Not-so-Deep, Not-so-Serious Explanation on Why This Could Totally be Canon

Signed: A Sleep-Deprived Idiot

(Spoilers for the Entirety of Bungou Stray Dogs)

So... with Chapter 118 in bsd releasing, I have noticed a lot of Fyodor as Atsushi's father related things popping up and... I'm not mad about.

If anything, I'm happy the theory is getting more attention. People even seem to be taking it as canon fact, even if just jokingly.

Really, I believed the theory was plausible since it first was brought up in the fandom, but I never actually thought it would be canon because that just seemed too crazy. But those were the thoughts of a sweet summer child since the manga has gotten to the point where that might be the least crazy thing possible.

So, here I am at my keyboard yet again, ready to ramble about how, if this does somehow turn out to be canon, this might be actually rather predictable even to those who don't dive deep into the nitty-gritty lore.

Now, I won't ramble on and on endlessly about the book and Atsushi's ambiguous past and how he may be the book or a page from the book and yaddy-yadda. Instead, I'll focus on some key aspects of Atsushi's character design. First off...

His hair.

As I said, this is not all that serious or deep, so take my words with a grain of salt before you start bashing me or something for being ridiculous. You signed up for ridiculous when you started reading past the title.

Anyway, back to Atsushi's hair.

As we almost all know, Atsushi used to have a black streak in his hair that was later removed for unknown reasons, but he also has white hair.

Now, I could jokingly proclaim, "Hehe, biologically impossible Fyodor x Nikolai lovechild," and be done with it, but I am no clown, unlike Nikolai. No, I have a better, probably completely wrong, idea.

Most of us know that Fyodor has a thing for white-haired men.

Exhibit A: Every fucking member of the Decay of Angels

I rest my case.

Also, I feel the need to mention that 3 out of 6 of them have red-ish eyes while the other two have purple-ish/blue eyes. Just pointing out that little tidbit I noticed while finding pics for them.

So, it would make sense for Fyodor to pick and choose which attributes to give to his quote-on-quote "son" when he made him from the book, picking out certain traits he found appealing and pleasing to the eye.

(Also, yes, this could mean that Fyodor could have chose specific attributes that were similar to Nikolai. Boom, lovechild route.)

This could explain certain similarities between the characters who seemingly have no biological connection between one another. Their only connection then only being through Fyodor by just knowing him.

Got all that? Alright, next up...

His eyes.

Now, Atsushi's eyes are rather unique, even for the world of Bungou Stray Dogs. What also sticks out about them is the fact that they are pointed out and focused in from time to time.

Example:

(Fucking gorgeous eyes he has, btw)

To break down the colors of his eyes... While in normal lighting in the anime, they appear to be normally purple and yellow with just a hint of green in it, but under the full moon (as seen here) we can see that his eyes are a light green-yellow at the bottom and purple on the top that fades into blue.

(There are also a few times where his eyes also change while using his ability. Like when they turn almost fully yellow.)

I want to point out the colors of his eyes and the fact that they change due to certain circumstances (i.e: using his ability, being under the full moon), which is clearly not normal in their world seeing as how other ability users don't seem to do that at all.

(Edit here: I actually would like to mention that, in the manga, Nikolai's eyes also change color. The green one sometimes will change to match his normal eye whenever he uncovers it. I saw a theory talking about how it might change depending on whether or not he is lying at the time, which is pretty neat. More Atsushi and Nikolai parallels.)

Now, this might seem like a bit of a stretch just like the rest of this post, but the colors used for his eyes are similar to the eye colors of people Fyodor knows, though they are different shades.

Purple like Fukuchi. Green and blue from Nikolai.

Fyodor's eyes are also a shade of purple, kind of, so... Yeah, that works too, but Fukuchi's shade of eyes are closer to Atsushi's.

Yeah, that's all I can think of now and this is already way too long (if I start talking about Atsushi's mysterious past, I'm going to make this a mile long. Maybe later tho), so I'm ending it here for now.

Alright, bye ya'll.

[muwah-mumoo]

Wake up..~

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Aki Hayakawa x fem!reader

18+ MDNI

warning - subby!aki, dom!reader, humiliation, handjob, teasing

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a/n : Heyy this is my first post and i don’t even know if i want to finish to but if yall would like me to finish it let me knoww ;3 also this might be rlly bad since i didn’t proof read it due to laziness 😭

wrd count : 780 - still not complete

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The house was quiet and cold, nothing but the wind whistling as it entered your room from the open window. I run my eyes as I get up and hear the sizzling from a pan and walk to the door, twisting the knob causing the door to let out a creak as I walk out into the kitchen to see Aki cooking some breakfast.

“Hey Aki morning” I said with a smile as I waved, heading to get a glass of water. He looked over his shoulder and looked back at the stove, “Oh hey mornin, How’d you sleep?” he asked as he continued to cut wherever veggies he found.

“Pretty good, just got a little hot” I told him ,”you?”

“I slept alright, still a little tired though..” He said in between a yawn.

After a couple minutes of standing next to Aki, I looked up at him admiring how he looked. Such charming yet clam expression on his face while his beautiful blue eyes focused on completing the meal he was preparing.

Suddenly an idea popped into my head.

hehe~

I put my glass down, a grin forming at my lips. “Why don’t I help you wake up a bit?” I asked him as my hands wrapped around his waist from the back, placing my cold hands on his stomach making him flinch. “What do you mean..?” he said, removing the food from the fire as he turned to you.

As his mind began to rush thousands of different thoughts a slight pink tint coated his features. “I think that you have a couple ideas~” making the pink on his face deepen to a dark rose. “I have no idea what you are talking about” He squeaked out as he took the other way, knowing that you had that stupid, yet so cute, face that got him embarrassed.

“Come on~ you know you can't lie yourself out of this one, since your body loves to show off how you really feel'' I said in a laugh as I still didn't make eye contact. “Okay then, why don't you tell me what you'd like me to do to you, hm?”

finally after getting the courage to look at you, he turned to you. Face burning a hot red from embarrassment of the teasing, “I’d like you to explore my body..” He said shyly as he covered his mouth and looked away again. I laughed, “Why don't you speak up. longer you take explaining it longer till you are able to feel good” i said with a playful shrug.

Finally, he rolled his eyes and grinned “I’d like for you to.. explore my body..” he said, now looking into your eyes. I smiled, “alright then~” I said in a loving tone as I held his hand and led him to the couch. “take a seat for me, would you?” I asked him and nodded, taking a seat.

I looked down at him, so cute~. finally taking a seat on his lap and looking at him. "I want to help you feel good~" I whispered into his ears as my hand slid up the back of his neck, I let his hair down, tucking it behind his ear as it fell down his flushed face. “P-Please do… I need this.. Please” he whined out, making me smile.

I lifted his chin to allow more access to his neck, licking stripes and kissing his collarbone causing him to shift in this position, a familiar poking feeling in my ass. I smiled, "I can feel you" I giggled making him blush from not being able to hide how crazy you make him.

i began to take off his shirt kissing his chest then up his neck to his lips, giving him a quick peck before whispering into his ear, "Have you ever made yourself cum to the thought of me?" I asked with a plain face, trying to hide the smile and the excitement I felt when looking at him become putty in my hands.

he bit his lip nervously, nodding quickly. “really?” I said with a laugh. “Why don't you show me how you touch yourself when you think of me?” I said with a smile as I slithered off his lap and sat in the group watching him, leaving him gulping and nervously grabbing the waistband of his plants and sliding them to his ankles.

His aching cock sprung out, slapping against his tummy making him wince, looking down at him due to the giggle you let out. “Don't laugh..” he said embarrassed as he took a hold of the base of his cock, slowly pumping it to let the nerves ease off.

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hope you liked and if u want me to finish it lmkk🤭

[i23kazu]

LET LIGHT STREAM IN

characters. neuvillette x gn!reader genre. romantic fluff. an. this will be ooc! please forgive me hehe but practice will be the way i get to write neuvillette. so please don't comment things like "no he would not say that" because fanfic will be fanfic! also neuvillette is 100% the melusines' father. | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

waking up with neuvillette is usually one type of morning or the other, you feel. some mornings are filled with the both of you hastily rushing for work. while neuvillette is typically calm, composed, and is able to take his time in the morning... you, on the other hand, often do not experience that luxury. most mornings are equated with your hands haggardly slamming the alarm button on your phone, until you're left with fifteen minutes to get up and get out of the house.

on occasions, neuvillette takes the time to prepare breakfast for the both of you – pain au chocolats and fresh milk that are delivered by the faithful melusines often grace your dining table, and fresh loaves of bread from the bakery of hotel debord are quickly paired with the coldest, saltiest slabs of butter.

on the other side of your relationship's shared mornings, you and neuvillette get to lay cosily beneath your covers, nestled in warmth. you tiredly turn to glance at him, still clad in his silk pajamas, and his still-sleeping face leaning towards you.

"good morning, my dear," you whisper, gently running your fingers through his hair. at this point... who cares if he wakes up. not you. his hair is so, so soft – too soft for you to remove it.

your hands suddenly draw back when a tired groan is heard. a groan so soft, perhaps only one of your dear melusines could have heard it. neuvillette mumbles something and turns away from you.

"dearest. isn't it about time to wake up? surely the great chief justice of fontaine would never be seen sleeping in," a teasing lilt fills your voice. your fingers reach to run through his hair again, soothing and quieting any murmurs you hear.

your fleece blanket is pulled off his torso, and neuvillette opts for the coverage of his pillow instead. whatever coverage it could lend to the cold of the room, anyways.

you spot the slightest hint of a smile on your beloved's face as he exhales lightly, mimicking his sleeping position earlier – the smile vanishes as quickly as it appears.

"get up. with the rate you're sleeping in, rufina would have eaten all the croissants on their way here!" you remove the pillow as well. neuvillette's hands make their way up to shield his eyes.

"can't your most beloved get a bit more shut-eye before his work?" neuvillette blinks at you, the smile returning to his features.

"crime and villainy do not have the day off, and so justice must work round the clock as well. isn't that right, chief justice? plus, i'm sure your little melusines miss their papa. it wouldn't do for them to spend so much time away from you," you tease once more, moving from the bed to open the windows.

fresh air fills the room, the petrichor scent of last night's rain – you and neuvillette had been watching a rather emotional film – wafts through the windows as well. fontaine's skies have been painted with a beautiful blue, and the grounds a vivid green. you hear the melodies of birds and the conversations of the swans and ducks from the lake; yes, it's morning once more in fontaine. dawn's light streams in through the windows once more.

"alright, alright – i'm up." neuvillette pretends to grouch, standing up and making his way to your side, wrapping his arms around you. "good morning, my sweet dove."

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[dollcieee]

Finding Fluffy

Platonic! Kid! Cloud Strife x fem! reader <3 Your big sister Tifa recently got a cat!

Tifa and Y/n have been begging for their father to get them a cat for a long time now. When Tifa's twelfth birthday came up, Zander, one of the village elders, decided to give Tifa the white and mischievous kitten Fluffy.

Y/n was so ecstatic to see Tifa carrying a small kitten that she instantly took the cat and ran outside to find it a collar.

She got Fluffy a red bandana, but the kitten jumped out of Y/n's arms and ran off, leaving for Y/n to chase after it.

'Kitty, come back!'

Fluffy was much faster than her. In the end, she couldn't find her. She walked back to their house but stopped when she imagined an image of an angry Tifa scolding her for losing Fluffy.

Y/n started crying heavily and crouched, the ends of her pink sundress touching the ground, covering her face with both of her hands still holding the bandana. 

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In the peaceful village of Nibelheim, a now 12-year-old Tifa wanders around the house in search of Y/n, her younger sister. Going out of their house, she finally finds her sister, her back facing Tifa.

"O-oh no.. Fluffy.." Y/n continues to sob while holding the red bandana she was supposed to make Fluffy wear.

"Y/n what's wrong?" Tifa pats her sister's back, concern written onto her face, but Y/n continues to cry, "Hey you can tell me what's wrong, you know" this time Tifa embraces her in a comforting hug.

"Fluffy.." Y/n whispers, trying not to cry anymore, Tifa now notices the absence of their new kitten and looks around and asked "Y/n, Where's Fluffy?" upon asking her that Y/n cries again, holding the bandana tightly this time "I lost her and I d-don't know where she is now *hic an-and I tried lo-looking for her b-but *hic I can't find her Tifa!".

"It's okay, we'll find her together, okay?" Tifa says as she lets go of her and urges Y/n to follow her, "Let's start looking at the village square".

"Wait- Tifa!" Tifa turns around towards her sister, tilting her head in a questioning manner.

"Hold hand" Y/n in a much better mood grabs Tifa's hand and they both go to the village square.

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"You see anything there Y/n?"

"no..."

The Lockhart sisters moved to another place near a trailhead leading to a gate. It's been almost an hour now, but the sisters were determined to find their cat.

"Y/n! I'll go to the other side" Tifa shouted, running to the opposite direction Y/n is currently in.

"Okay!" Y/n shouted back and continued on looking at the bushes.

Y/n flinched when she saw movement in the bigger bushes in front of her. Thinking it might be Fluffy, she sneaked inside the bush to take a peek. She saw nothing except a top of someone's head.

'This one has a very sharp hair' she thought as she called out to whoever this mysterious blond person was, "Hey!" the boy stood up and looked around him surprised by the sudden voice.

"Hey Chocobo head!" She shouted again.

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Okay, that actually irked Cloud a little bit. Whoever was calling him should just show themselves to him. He was so close to catching the white cat he's been following.

"Pssst... helloooo over here!" Cloud finally found the voice who's been calling to him, when he looked to where she was his eyes widened when he recognized the face of the girl, it's Tifa's younger sister, Y/n Lockhart.

"What are you doing here?" He started to walk towards Y/n, looking down at her as she tried to stand up properly.

"Your Cloud right?" She asked, patting her dress to remove whatever dirt particle landed in it.

"Yeah, that's me, what do you want?" He asked back, arms crossed to his chest "Well um.. I was hoping that.. By any chance, you saw a white kitty around here?" She looked at the ground and back to Clouds piercing blue eyes.

"I did, I would've caught it by now if it weren't for your shouting" He nonchalantly answered.

"Oh, sorry..hehe" She apologized, a sheepish grin forming on her face, Cloud sighed and started walking away from her.

"Where are you going?" She asked, following him from behind, "To find the cat"

They both walked to the darker part of the forest.

"I hope Fluffys nearby" she whispers to herself, but Cloud hears her.

"Fluffy is the name of the cat?" Cloud asks.

"Yeah.. me and Tifa just got her today, but she just had to run away and I lost her. Now we have to look for her in the middle of the woods" she ranted to Cloud even doing hand motions to prove her statement.  

Cloud just nodded to whatever she said and looked around while walking deeper to the forest, Y/n started to close her distance with Cloud, the dark forest was starting to scare her.

"Stay close, don't worry I know my way here" Cloud exclaims eyes not looking away at the front. Y/n felt a little sense of relief from what he said.

"Do you go here a lot?" She asked, wanting to get to know the loner boy, "Yeah, I find it peaceful here"

Y/n nodded looking at him for a minute, "Why don't you hangout with us next time? I'm sure everyone would've loved to play with you" she continued but before Cloud could even reply a meowing noise can be heard close to them.

"That could be Fluffy-!" Y/n ran, leaving Cloud behind "Wait-" he sighed in frustration but went after her anyway.

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"Y/n you there?" Tifa came back to where she had last seen Y/n, looking around, she doesn't see her little sister. She looked up at the sky, the suns about to go down and they're not close to home.

'Dad must be worried' Tifa thought, looking at the place she had last seen Y/n, she thought about it for a moment and walked into the forest to see if she could spot her sister there.

"Y/n you better be safe.." she whispered to herself.

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"Fluffy! You silly-silly cat!" Y/n carried Fluffy in her arms, hugging the kitten while swaying side by side.

"Meow"

"Don't you 'meow' me, you made me worried.."

"Don't just run *pant* off like that you could've been *pant* hurt.." Cloud scolded while trying to regain his steady breath back, Y/n didn't seem to care as she finally found her sister's cat. In a moment of silence they hear the shouts of Tifa nearby.

"Y/n? Y/n you there? Let's just look for Fluffy tomorrow. It's almost night-time"

"Tifa! We're here! Cloud's here too!" Y/n shouted back, looking at a now stiff postured Cloud, "Cloud, you'kay there?" She asked, leaning close to his face "-yeah I'm fine..".

"Hmm, okay then tomorrow we should-" "I gotta go now, don't tell Tifa anything!" Cloud who's about to sprint stops for a moment and faces Y/n "about earlier I'd like to hangout with you" he runs off to another direction leaving a confused Y/n "Whatta weird kid..".

"Y/n there you are! We should- you found Fluffy!" Tifa said excitedly, grabbing Fluffy from Y/n's grasp "Also where's Cloud? I thought he was here as well" she looked around, no spiky-haired boy in sight.

"He went away I think I dunno" Y/n answered, tying the red bandana around Fluffy's neck.

"Well let's go home, dad's gonna get worried" Tifa holds Y/n's little hand

"Yeah! I'm hungry!"

The Lockhart sisters got home safe and sound, and ate dinner happily with their dad and new kitty Fluffy.

Edited: 08/07/2024

[kelklown]

Guys, i wanted to share this Wattpad fanfic i read a long time ago, the original is in Spanish so i transtalted it 😭‼️ i’ll put the credits later, i don’t remember the name of the person who wrote this. Btw-..sorry if the translation is wrong or weird. (I used translator bc I’m at school so yeah, I’ll edit the errors later)

Fanfic by: Rinkataku on Wattpad

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Strawberry - Genderbend Beavhead

On a particularly imperfect Highland night, where cicadas were singing in search of a mate and the heat of the day was calmed by the winds of their arid region, another pair of young people sat on the sidewalk of a large fenced yard. The house, tacky like few others, had been given by one of the least acclaimed boys in school, Stewart Stevenson, who took care of her after her parents' business trip. Taking advantage of the absence and given his desperation to break the stereotype of the nerdy chubby person, he agreed to have a totally free party at his house. Free from control, his nerdy friends and security, of course.

However, he invited the only pair of students who noticed his presence so far and broke the mold of the status quo, Beavery and Assgirl. Both seemed to be indifferent to the rest of the school, so the boy considered it a gesture of kindness that would later be rewarded... He still hoped that Beav would notice. Unfortunately, she seemed to be too busy watching other kids, eating, or just laughing at whatever idiotic things were happening. Obviously she had time for anything but him.

The boy, heartbroken, came out for air, finding the girl sitting next to her friend, ending up irritating him. Did they never separate for even a second? Clenching his fists, he turned around and tried to continue with what he did: serve others in an attempt to be recognized.

—Hey, look at it, there it goes. Tremendous idiot, huhuhu

-one of the girls muttered in a meek voice, drawing the attention of the other girl.

-Shit! Shall we do two out of three?

They had bet a milkshake from the self-service to find Stewart first, because being short and plump it was very funny to see him running around the house to lick the soles of all his companions. Assgirl looked back at her friend, laughing.

-Uhh, no.

Beavery's grimace of discontent appeared, being replaced after a while by another broad smile. She relaxed her posture and made clear her intention to stay sitting right there, raising her little blue eyes to the sky half orange due to light pollution.

She frowned, thinking, and decided to change the subject drastically: "Tonight sucks, huh." More than normal.

—Wow! Wait, you're right. —The brunette, instead of looking at the sky, stared at the curvature of Beav's nose, tucking a lock of hair behind her own ear.

We came here, they don't offer us anything, and we don't get to drink alcohol or do anything fun.

—Hehe, I don't even remember why we got ready and dressed well if we were just coming to stupid Stewart's house! -With notable annoyance, she passed a hand over her lips, removing the lipstick that she had so primitively applied, leaving part of her palm fuchsia.

—I shouldn't have listened to you. -She pretended not to have been the one with the idea, but waited for the opposite to get up. Let's get out of this pigsty...Beavery?

There was no case. The girl with blonde curls was immersed in pleasant amazement, stopping to smell the lipstick she had in her hand. Her gaze shone with that flash of childhood that she occasionally let out, giving her friend a reason to stay and wait for her.

-Assgirl, Assgirl! The lipstick smells like strawberry.

I didn't just slap her because...

—Let's see, huhu.

...She also hadn't realized they bought one of those flavored lipsticks.

She held out his palm with the fuchsia mark and watched as the woman hid a smile when she appreciated that sweet aroma. Without adding anything for the moment, both girls stood up from the sidewalk and dodged anyone on their way to the exit. The dawn broke through with a cooler breeze, typical of a night of disappointments like that. However, Beavery's discovery had her shamelessly sniffing her own hand, as if it were glued to her face, hiding the mess she had made on her cheeks when she smudged her lipstick.

From time to time, they both laughed at some joke on their way home.

—Can you imagine a dead body tasted one? -

The blonde asked after a brief silence.

—Huhu, no, one that tastes like shit would be better.

And that alone was enough to keep them entertained without other distractions until they reached the door. Upon entering, the first thing they did was take off their shoes and settle into the couch; With the sweltering summer it was impossible for them to sleep in Assgirl's room, since the garbage under the bed filled the atmosphere with stench. At that time there was little or nothing on the television programming, so they decided to leave a channel where reruns of Jackass were playing in the background to sleep.

The blonde raised her legs and curled up on the couch, facing her partner. She watched her carefully, like someone silently asking for something. Assgirl was about to take off her bra under her shirt, as she usually did, but the opposite inquisitive look left her inhibited for a moment. She pretended to be distracted and crossed her legs, almost breaking out in a cold sweat. When she decided to speak, confronting her friend became impossible; She had come closer until she occupied a large part of the couch.

-What are you--!

—Can I taste your lips?

The brunette sank into the corner, red as a tomato, trembling. And the reaction generated a blush in the opponent that mixed with the pink that remained on her cheeks. Beavery's spontaneity used to be a deadly weapon that she didn't even control. They gave a second of truce while Assgirl took a breath.

-What..?

—Your lips. I want to know if they taste like strawberries. -She dropped to her knees so as not to invade the opponent's personal space so much, relaxing his expression. Don't you?

In fact, it was something that she asked herself in her subconscious as well, and when the mystery came to the surface it ended up turning her face red. She wanted to say no, but if they started to discuss it they couldn't sleep on the same couch without punching and kicking each other first.

—Did you manage to drink beer and not tell me?

Huhu...

The laughter was contagious, but she shook her head, between his typical knowing glances that at that moment seemed to take on other dimensions. In one of the few contacts.

Directly, both pairs of eyes seemed to articulate the same doubt: Would kissing automatically make them lesbians?

—Just a peak. —She lowered the bet considerably, as long as he accepted. Or are you, hehe, a coward?

That last question did seem necessary, because when Beavery asked it for the first time in so long, it lit that fuse of provocation that existed in both hollow leaders. Still red with anger and shame, Assgirl grabbed her friend's cheeks to pull her to her face, as close as her pride would allow, hoping that her opponent would do the same and disappear from her sight. She, just as nervous or perhaps more, worked to extinguish the little distance that remained between both lips, until she captured the other's lips.

However, it was not enough to feel any flavor, just the warmth of the chaste contact and their intertwined breaths, a strong reminder of the closeness that a kiss implied. Before any of them moved away due to the pressure, Beav moved her lips, barely moisturizing them with his tongue and leaving small kisses on the opposite one. Her heart skipped a beat with happiness to see that it was working, she felt the strawberry! It was fucking paradise.

Before she warmed to the sensation, she noticed that she felt somewhat tight. The other's hands closed on her cheeks and hurt enough to bother her. She half-opened his eyes and met the small gaze of her companion, who seemed even more disturbed than her own. She moved away slightly, and when she tried to speak he felt how her hands seemed to want to close more between her cheeks, causing her lips to press together in a sympathetic way. Only when Assgirl asked to be released did she realize that this expression was not a mockery of her partner, but a product of her own nerves. When she released her, her palms were sticky due to the blonde's previous sweat and stains.

None of them could look at each other for a long time, during which they could only hear an eternal infomercial about a kind of lawnmower with insecticide included. When Beavery began to return to her place, she was interrupted by the brunette, who called her with an insult in between.

Filled with courage, she threw himself into her arms and kissed her back, trying to savor also the trace of lipstick that had been left on her friend’s lips. In reciprocation, Beav noted that in addition to feeling like she was in a higher fucking paradise than before, kissing required more than just random movements. Without realizing it, both were trying to keep up, but the nerves and temperature made that contact sticky and irregular. What lasted centuries for both of them was really just a couple of minutes and when they separated they looked at each other between amusement and annoyance.

—Okay, that felt cool. —The girl with braces gave her consent between crude laughs, and then maintained some seriousness. But we are not lesbians.

[spyderlady]

I can see you

(gif by dailymarvelgifs)

note: ever since i heard i can see you i wanted to write a maria fic based on it but i had my finals which is why this is so late. anyways, the song is so sapphic coded and fitting for maria hehe so enjoy <333 also so rushed lmao im so tired to actually proofread

ꗃ pairing: maria hill x fem!reader

ꗃ warnings: slight mentions of smut but no real smut <3

ꗃ word count: 1,215

summary: maria and you are work colleagues with extreme tension going on between the two of you so maria decides to take care of it

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You brush past me in the hallway and you don't think I, I, I can see ya, do ya?

'Agent Hill', the name repeated itself in your head as her figure brushed passed yours in the empty Avengers' Compound hallway which made you freeze in place. A chill ran down your spine. You turned your head behind and the woman reciprocated your actions. You felt her stare you down from the corner of her eye as she quickly shifted her gaze forward and continued walking while explaining some information to the agent walking along with her.

You turned your head forward, a heavy breathe escaped your lips as you shut your eyes. The beat of your heart had picked up, yet again. Agent Hill did things to you, things of this manner every time you saw her and as of late, she has been doing this a lot. A part of you thought she'd been doing it knowingly. She knew what her capabilities were. Not only was she one of the topmost skilled agents the world has ever known but she was also capable of putting the dirtiest thoughts in your mind, even from a distance. The mere thought of her pushing you up against a wall, her nails digging into the skin of your waist as her lips interlaced with yours made your ears warm and sent your heart racing.

'Cause I can see you waitin' down the hall from me and I could see you up against the wall with me

You turned around and noticed her standing at the end of the hall with the same agent from earlier, probably explaining to them the mission they would be sent on but then she looked up at you. Her blue orbs, even from a distance, fierce and watchful. A faint smirk lingered on her pale pink lips. She stared you down, inch by inch, examining every part of your body. Your froze again. 'God damn it! Every damn time!' You screamed at yourself in your head but this time you knew something needed to be done. This couldn't go for long. If every time you froze when you felt her essence, then it could be a threat to your career. What if you two were sent on a mission someday together? What then? You gathered the courage and walked towards her and the other agent. You removed the lock of hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear as you passed by her, giving her a one sided gaze. She looked up, making eye contact with you even though the other agent did not. So you knew, it was not one sided. She did everything that she was doing absolutely willingly. A part of you told you that she was at a much higher wavelength than you to actually notice you. You were a novice to her but no, that was the rational part of you, trying to reason with you. Deep down you knew, she noticed you too.

You continued to walk in the same direction of the empty hallway as you heard her mumbling to the agent and then soon after, the sound of footsteps picked up, trailing behind you. You wanted to pause and look behind but you did not, you kept on walking and so did the person behind you. Soon after, you felt her form close up as you felt a cold set of fingers grab your wrist with a firm grasp.

"Huh?" the sound escaped your lips as she pulled you into the tiny janitor closet attached to the right of the hallway. She shut the door behind her and pushed you up against the wall, a few cleaning brushes falling off the shelves due to the vibration.

"Ow! What is your goddamn deal!" you muttered through your teeth. Your heart had been beating so fast that it was ready to push itself out through your mouth.

"You. You're my fucking deal!" Maria whispered in her usual hoarse voice, her lips lingering only a few inches away from yours. She stared deep into your eyes as you felt her warm breathe up against your face.

"What? What do you mean?" Confusion was evident on your face, you weren't sure what she had meant by that.

"Have you seen yourself? Have you fucking seen the way you look at me?" she muttered, her breathe shaky and her sentences half broken. "You do things to me and I don't like it. I don't like that someone else has this power over me." she added, closing up the little distance between the two of you.

You won't believe half the things I see inside my head. Wait 'til you see half the things that haven't happened yet

The words echoed in your head. You did things to Maria Hill? You chuckled, dropping your head to the ground. All these months since you had joined SHIELD, you had never thought you'd make a mess out of the most skilled agent in the room. You had always believed it was the other way around which was also very true.

You finally gathered the courage to tell her after all these months. If she could then why can't you? "Oh, sweetheart and I thought it was the other way around," you whispered, the smirk from your lips spilling through your voice as you shook your head slightly. She quickly placed two fingers on the bottom of your chin and lifted it up. You looked up at her, your lips quivered at the touch of her cool finger tips.

"Y/N, every time you look at me, I lose my trail of thoughts. Make it stop," she whispered in a low voice.

"I-I don't think there's a way to stop it. And even if I could, I wouldn't want it to stop," you whispered with a smirk, your eyes lingering on her lips and then back at her sapphire orbs.

But what would you do if I went to touch you now? What would you do if they never found us out? What would you do if we never made a sound?

"Agh!" she grunted, shutting her eyes tightly. "Then there's only one way to go about it," she muttered and pushed her lips to yours. Your hands flew up, one of them grabbing the back of her head, weaving into her chocolate brown hair and the other one wrapping around her neck. She bent down, her lips still in yours as she wrapped her arms around your thighs, lifting you up in one swift motion and pushed you up a top of the washer while shoving away all the bottles of detergents. You pulled her closer into your form as you felt the thud of your combined heartbeats pick up with every fleeting second. Maria's slender fingers trailed on your back and paused right as they came near where the clasp of your bra was located. Her fingers waited there, still maintaining the lip contact and then her lips parted as she pulled her face a few inches back, her breathe heavy and shaky. Her eyes slowly fluttered open.

"M-may I?" Maria whispered, looking deep into your eyes.

Your heart increased its pace as you felt a lump form in your throat. Without saying a word, you nodded closing in with another kiss as you felt her fingers undo the clasp gently.

And I could see you being my addiction. You can see me as a secret mission

[myyoungroyalsblog]

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*Note: I have a lot of unfinished fics in my subscriptions but since there are over 120+ fics there from other fandoms too I won’t be able to add those, when they are finished I’ll do another post in the future!

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