#i kinda blacked out a little im not gonna lie

[mikichko]

Ghoap/bluetooth anon. The reader has a list of names she wants for her future kids and number 1 for a boy was Zachary and the reader added a note next to it that basically says “I got my perfect Zachary already” or something like that and the boys find it and are trying to fight back both their horny knee jerk reactions to the reader with more kids and their tears because she really was meant to come into their family from the start, huh?

hi cariño!! this has been sitting in my inbox and got drowned by everything else!

i'm writing this with a focus on johnny cause I can't hone in on simon's pov at the moment. now dont glare at me too much since i haven't written in a while but here i go...

Fatum part of chao mi niño cw: female reader, suggestive language (nothing explicit), all lowercase

johnny finds the list on accident.

he's rifling through the papers on your desk in search of the nursery details when he finds something else.

the sheet's color captures his attention at first. it's white, but dulled in comparison to the other papers on the desk. his fingertips graze the sheet, the material smooth and sturdy under his skin. your strokes affirm the feeling, carbon staining the sheet without a stray line. fluid and cohesive throughout the paper, safeguarding your words.

his eyes trace the words and he suddenly understands why you'd been meticulous in choosing your materials.

it's your list of baby names.

the names are printed neatly on blank campus paper. everything is written in pencil, no trace of pen ink. each name is accompanied with it's meaning and small drawings that you've brightly colored.

there are creases across the sheet from where it's been folded. and if johnny stares at it long enough he can start to gather what you've folded it into countless times.

he can't help but wonder how often you'd unfolded the paper. had you known all these names would be yours from the beginning? did you start with only one and build your way up? how long had you been ruminating over the idea of your own babe?

johnny tries to move past that last thought but a warmth spreads across his lower belly. he thinks of you, alone in your own flat, the list held in your hands as you wonder when you'll have the chance to use a name.

his hand grips the edge of the desk as he breaths deeply, trying to calm the sudden urge that arises in him. to have you on your back, give you a child for each of the names on your list. make this goal of yours a reality.

he closes his eyes, breathing deeply to settle himself, before he opens them again.

this time he catches something new. lead ink, more saturated and darker than the rest, right next to the first name on the list.

Zachariah - God remembers got my zachy. he'll always be reminded he's loved

johnny's breath stills. his chest tightens and he swallows.

he remembers the nights he'd spent in the desert. skin chafed by sweat and aggravated by the sand. staring up at a sky that Glasgow hadn't let him see. eyes tracing the stars that had watched so many before him. he'd asked the stars then what the hell he was doing. asked them for guidance in his life because he had no idea what he was marching towards.

at the time he'd thought it was certain death.

but now here, in this house, with this list, and an empty nursery underway he understands.

he'd been making his way to you. to simon. to zach. to the family that had been waiting for him.

[taurasiscntybun]

Breaking in the rookie pt 2

- 18 plus minors DNI

- DT x fem reader (no y/n)

- warnings: Adult language, graphic descriptions of sex, Dom/sub, age gap, degradation/praise, mommy kink, spit, light impact play, oral (giving)

-3,300 words

-Thanks to my editor and fellow h*rny sister @taurasicomplex

The drive to your team apartment was full of nervous energy, her black suv following your own car closely as if she didn’t know how to get there, a lie of course, she was well aware of how to get to the team housing but it seemed like some sort of intimidation tactic.

“Fuck, what the fuck was I thinking, Jesus my house isn’t even clean.” You say to yourself as you pull up to the apartments. The reality of her being in your home hitting you.

Diana follows you into the breezeway and up the stairs, her tall frame a looming presence at your back; it was both nerve wracking and intoxicating. You open the door to your one room apartment and usher her inside, glancing around at the unpacked boxes you flush a little in embarrassment.

“I, uh, haven’t finished unpacking.”

“Yeah I can see that, it looks like a fucking tornado in here.” She glances around the living room then back to you.

“Well I wasn’t expecting company.”

”You invited me?”

“That was an accident”

”You accidentally invited me to your house?”

”It was an impulsive invite, don't judge my house and take your shoes off please” You shut the doors behind you and kick off your shoes, leaving you in your mismatched colorful socks. She follows your lead and pulls off her sneakers, her socks a nice matching black. You motion for her to sit on the couch, quickly tossing the nest of blankets and fluffy pillows to the end. She watches you closely as you walk to the kitchen, her eyes tracking you like a predator watching their prey. You open the fridge and pull out the cheap bottle of peach fizzy wine and grab two mugs from the cabinet.

“You don't even have wine glasses? Shit it really was an accident inviting me over.” She watches you walk back into the living room and you can see she’s already made herself at home; reclined on your couch with her legs spread in front of her, she’s so easily taken over your space, her presence making the room feel smaller than it is.

“Uh I usually just drink everything out of mugs to be honest, I like the handles.” You pass her a mushroom shaped mug which she takes although she looks dubious.

“You can’t even have normal mugs? What are you five? Why the fuck is everything covered in flowers and shit.”

“It’s a mushroom not a flower, flora and fungi are two separate things.”

“You know they call me a fun-guy”

“That wasn’t even a good joke Dee.”

“They can’t all be winners, though statistically I am. Sit down and open the wine, you're acting like a skittish little animal, I don't bite unless you want me too.”

“I- Jesus, Dee you just say anything dont you.” You sit down on the opposite side of the couch, next to your comforting wad of pillows and blankets, all of them a different pattern making the pile a chaotic mess of color.

”I mean most of it, just kinda comes out, its always what I’m thinking.” She shrugs and reclines more, resting one of her hands behind her head, the other holding the mug out to you for her drink. The mushroom mug looks tiny and out of place in her obscenely large hand. You try not to think too hard about the implication she might be thinking about biting you and instead focus myself on unscrewing the cap.

”I know the wines gonna be shit if it's a screw top, that shits peach does that even count? Gonna taste like Im drinking fucking juice.” She complains as you fill her mug with the light pink wine, it fizzes a little threatening to spill and she quickly slurps some of it. You stare half dazed at the way her lips wrap around the rim, her tongue licking up the slight spill down the side.

“You ok there rook?” She flits her eyes up at you, the warm brown pools of dark honey searching your face.

”Yeah sorry, just embarrassed at my shit pour.”

“God this shit tastes like a bad hangover, at least we have afternoon practice tomorrow.” She complains but takes another sip. You fill up your own mug and suddenly half the bottle is gone.

“Drink some water, you'll survive.” You settle a little more in your seat, tucking your feet under you and reaching for the remote. Your two positions so different, her open and almost demanding space and you tucked up in the corner of the couch. You open your WNBA app and click to the game from tonight. You immediately mute the audio, not wanting to hear the announcers constantly gassing up Diana and probably criticizing you. Cindy and Anne were kind and a lot more forgiving to you as announcers but still you knew they’d have shit to say about your tech and you didn’t need it.

Halfway through the game and the whole way through the bottle of wine you pause it.

”Why are you being so nice? You haven’t criticized my plays at all, not even my missed layup.”

“Sorry I was trying to be supportive.” She snorts and finishes off her second mug of wine. She pauses her drinking and looks at you, her gaze intense as she studies you.

”Do you.. do you want me to be mean? It fucking seems like you do, what do you like it when I get all mad?” She teases and leans a little closer to you; you're still plenty far apart but she’s suddenly dominating the shared space. You laugh nervously and try to play cool even though you're obviously flustered.

”No I- don't be ridiculous who would want such a thing it's just unexpected.” You babble out and seem to shrink back against the side of the couch a little more. She sits her mug on the floor and leans in even closer, her body angling towards you now.

“I don't think that's true, rook. I think you invited me over specifically to berate you a little bit. Is that what you want? You want me to punish you for getting a tech? Tell you what a shit job you did today?” Her voice drops lower as her eyes search your face; despite her bravado and bold words you can tell she’s a little nervous she might have crossed a dangerous line. You swallow your nerves and decide to be bold as well, assuring her that she is reading you right.

”Maybe I do.” You say softly your voice nearly a whisper.

”Hmm what was that? Speak up rook.” Diana teases, her voice taking on more of the commanding tone she used on the court, proving she definitely heard you but wanted to hear you say it again.

”I said maybe I do. Maybe I like it when you get onto me. Maybe I like you a little mad.” You jut your chin out defiantly and she grins.

”I see, you brought me here for your own fantasy right? Are you gonna get off to me yelling? Wait till I leave and reach your hand down your cute little pink panties?” She moves even closer, reaching out to grab your leg, tugging you closer with a smug grin.

”I- fuck Dee you can’t say shit like that unless you mean it.” You say then gasp as she forces you to close the distance, her large hand feeling like a brand on your skin even through your sweatpants.

“What you think I don't mean it? Hate to break it to you baby but I’ve been thinking about the little bow on your panties all night.” Diana's voice drops to a husky whisper as her hand creeps further up your leg. You look at her, mouth agape at the implication.

“You can drive me crazy out there in your little rolled up fucking shorts. I can almost see your ass half the time. Was that your plan? Make yourself look like fucking candy to me so Ill come over?” Her hand brushes the inside of your knee and you look from her hand to her face and see no hint of teasing. She means it.

”Maybe I want you to think about my ass. Having dirty thoughts about your rookie.” You shoot back and she gives a huff.

”I can’t help it when you serve yourself up to me like a fucking dessert. Tell me what you want rook. You have to tell me you want this or ill stop right now and we never have to talk about it again.” She pulls her hand away slightly and you realize she wants your permission to continue, she wants to make sure you really want this too.

”Fuck. Yes Diana, I want you.” You say with more conviction than you meant. Her answering grin is practically feral as her hand touches you again, this time on your inner thigh and tighter.

”Let me guess you want me to order you around? You want me to be like I am on the court? Tell you you're acting like a little slut inviting me over like this.” Her words are phrased as a question but you suck in a breath nonetheless.

“Y..yes I do,” You hesitate for a moment, “I want you to tell me what to do, order me around Diana. I..I'm your little slut tonight.” Your voice is a little shaky as she continues her slow ascent up your thigh.

“Aww what was that baby, I'll need you to say it again, like you mean it.” You didn’t realize she had gotten so close, her large frame practically draped over you, caging you in.

“I..” You clear your throat. “I'm your little slut and I want you to tell me what to do.”

“Good girl, see, was that so hard? Now get on your fucking knees.” Her voice dropped an octave as she clearly commanded you. You move without a second thought, sliding off the couch and sitting back on your heels, the empty wine bottle clatters over; the sound loud in the suddenly tense space.

“Closer baby I can’t quite reach you all the way over there.” She reclines back on the couch and spreads her legs again, signaling you to rest between them. You move between her legs and lift to your hands to the waist of her shorts but she grabs your wrists quickly.

“So eager already. Turn and watch the tv baby, the games only half over.” She pushes your hands off her and roughly turns you so you're facing away from her and to the tv. Diana turns the tv back on and reclines again, absently stroking your hair, her strong thighs half trapping you between them. You lean into her touch without meaning too and her hand suddenly grips your hair, pulling your head back so your eyes are locked on the tv.

“You missed my perfect assist right then, you fucked up my game. What do you have to say for yourself baby?” Her fingers dig into your scalp as she leans down to you, her breath ghosting over the shell of your ear.

“I..I’m sorry.” You stutter and she releases your hair and leans back up, her hand patting your cheek slightly harder than you were expecting.

”Good girl, you should be fucking sorry.” She goes back to her slow almost petting of your hair and you lean against her thigh. Diana uses the opportunity to let her hand wander down to cup your cheek then her fingers brush against your neck. Your heart rate spikes under her soft but claiming touch.

“You’re so worked up baby, relax.” She practically purrs and traces a finger down your pulse point, just dipping under your collar. She hooks her finger under your bra strap and lets it snap against your skin, You let out a tiny gasp, your breath picking up even under her slow touch.

”Diana” You say in a needy whisper, she’s barely done anything but already worked you up into a needy mess. Her hand stills.

”What baby?” She asks in a softer tone, worried she’d gone too far.

“I.. I need you please” You beg and immediately she resumes her touch, satisfied that you're enjoying this.

“You think you deserve a reward already baby girl? So greedy.” Diana leans back up and places both hands on your shoulder, her lips right by your ear.

“I'm feeling generous baby since you’ve listened to me so well.” She nips your earlobe, tugging it between her teeth gently.

“You wanted me so bad earlier, ok babygirl you can have some of me. Turn around.” Her last words are a command as she spreads her legs a little more and lifts her hips to tug down her shorts. You turn quickly and help her pull down her shorts, your fingers hook under the waistband of her boxers.

”No, I didn’t say you could do that yet, you have to earn it babygirl” She gently strokes your cheeks, the caring motion seemingly at odds with her stern words.

“O..ok” You say, a little unsure what to do.

“You can touch me baby, make me want you, drive me crazy.” She pats your cheek again before reclining back on the couch, she seems to not even pay attention as her eyes watch the game. You swallow your nerves and tentatively kiss along the inside of her thigh, one of your hands going up to her boxer clad core.

”You're so shy now baby, touch me like you mean it.” She grabs your wrist and presses your hand more firmly against her cunt. You use your thumb to press against her, she’s in control but you can feel how wet she is through her boxers. She lets out a low groan as you return to kissing up her thigh, you're more confident in your movements now, kissing and sucking, alternating thighs as your hands still rub her through her clothes.

”That’s it baby you're doing so good.” Her hand tangles in your hair again, her hand just resting on the back of your head. You nip and suck the inside of her thigh and groan again, her fingers tightening.

“Keep fucking going. You like to talk so much on the fucking court, use your fucking mouth now princess.” You can’t stop the small moan that escapes you as you lick up her cunt, her wetness mixing with the taste of fabric in a surprisingly erotic way. You push your face harder against her, sucking the fabric into your mouth a little.

“Fuck that’s right baby, you want to taste my pussy dont you?” You nod against her and flit your eyes up to meet hers.

“Your words princess, you have to use your words.” Her grip tightens in your hair again.

”I want your pussy, please Diana let me taste you.” You say, the need in your voice is surprising even yourself.

“Ok baby” She lifts her hips to help you pull her boxers off, your own cunt dripping with need as you see her bare before you.

”Fuck” You say quietly, taking her in for the first time. To you she’s perfect everywhere and her cunt is no different. She’s not shaved but not wild either, the dark hair matching her curls; she’s already so wet, her pussy practically glistening and inviting.

“Go on baby, you wanted me so bad.” Her tone is commanding but you can hear the hitch in her voice telling you she needs you just as much as you want her. You don’t answer with words but instead lick up her folds, your face half buried against her. You moan as her taste hits your tongue and she lets out a sharp breath, clearly restraining herself.

“Don’t be a fucking tease baby.” She says, her voice a little shaky now. You move faster, your tongue lapping at her clit greedily, hands braced on her thighs. Diana lets out a low groan and pushes your head against her more. You move your face down a little, your tongue swirling around her entrance.

“Fuck baby you're such a good girl such a good fucking girl.” Her hips rise off the couch a bit to meet your mouth. You moan and suck her folds into your mouth, using your tongue to flick at her clit.

“God dont fucking stop, just like that baby, make me cum.” Her hips buck slightly and her eyes flutter closed. This spurs you on and you move with vigor, sucking and slurping at her clit, moving up and down from her core and back, the lewd noises mingling with her quiet groans.

“Fuck, shit, good baby, good girl, eat my fucking pussy princess fuck dont stop.” Her words are a breathy babble as she starts to grind against your face more, her movements growing sloppy. You move one hand from her thigh and and circle your thumb around her entrance as you lavish her clit. She lets out a strangled groan as you push two fingers inside her.

“Oh god baby fuck” She pants her hips bucking. You crook your fingers, brushing against her inner wall and suck her clit into your mouth. She gasps and her eyes fly open.

“Im gonna cum baby, Im gonna cum all over your fucking face and you're going to take it, fuck look at me when you make me cum.” She commands and you can feel her tightening around my fingers. You bring my eyes up to meet hers. Her face is flushed, her pupils blown out in lust. You pump your fingers in and out of her, hooking them slightly, swapping between swirling your tongue around her clit and sucking it into your mouth. Finally you can feel her on the brink and you let your teeth scrape gently over her sensitive bud.

“Fuck!” She gasps and her legs shake slightly, her grip on your hair turns mildly painful as she grinds her cunt against your face. You pull your fingers out and immediately replace them with your tongue, lapping up her release greedily.

”oh god fuck baby you're so good fuck so good.” She pants as she comes down from her high. You don't stop until she tugs your face away gently.

”Enough baby.” She says softly and pulls you to stand up. You suck your fingers into your mouth not wanting to waste any of her. You look at Diana in a daze, intoxicated by her. You pant slightly as you crawl up her, she closes her legs and maneuvers you to sit in her lap.

“You did so good, baby girl.” Diana says, her hand rubbing your back.

”You taste so good mommy.” You whine and she stiffens slightly her hand stilling.

”I.. fuck I’m sorry I-“

”Say it again.”

“Y..you taste good?”

“Don’t be dense.”

“You taste so good… mommy” You blush and she shivers

“Fuck I didn’t know I’d like that.” Diana says softly and moves her hand to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing absently.

“I know you want me in charge baby but I have to follow your lead, I don’t want to take it too far, tell me what you want.” She sucks in a breath.

“Tell mommy what you want her to do to you.” You let out a small moan at her words and squirm in her lap, desperate for friction.

“I want you to do whatever you want, I want you to use me. I..I’ll tell you to stop if it’s too much, I’m not made of glass.”

“My fierce rookie, my little slut.” She grips your cheeks, her fingers digging into the skin and forcing your mouth open.

“Stick your tongue out baby. Open wide for mommy.” You obey and stick your tongue out immediately, tilting your head back slightly.

“You’re so obedient for me baby, such a good little slut.” She lets a string of spit fall from her mouth onto your waiting tongue.

“Swallow.” Diana uses her hand to force your jaw shut and you swallow, a shiver running through you at how dirty this is.

“Fuck you’re so good baby.” She coos and strokes her thumb across your bottom lip softly

[icarusredwings]

Scent. 1/2

Sfw, Primal scenting, established poolverine, countryside comedy, angst, and fluff. Wade gets smothered in front of the fireplace by a big domestic wolverine because of his self-confidence issues.

Post Save a horse/Ride a wolverine

Requested by @asaturnerofficial

Somewhere in Texas, On a small plot ranch with only a handful of chickens and 2 horses. One is a pony, actually. Her name was Buttercream, and she used to do kids' parties. She just kinda came with the house, and so did the chickens, but Cupcake (who was, in fact, a gelding, named by Wade) was bought off a different rancher who claimed he couldn't be ridden. Well- that was apparently a huge lie because Cup allowed him to ride him every now and again. Maybe it was a scent thing.

Actually, Scent was very important in this house, and it was something Logan checked each night before bed. Sniff around the property and shoo off any animals that didn't belong. He didn't mind the Co-yotes they just were trying to live as much as anything else, but it made him nervous to think about what they might do to the chickens or hell - to Mary Puppins. They would eat her for a snack and still be peckish.

"Alright, I fed the chickens, fed buttercream cupcake, fed puppins, now what do- Woah! Jesus's mother, Mary Magdalene!"

He had just walked into the living room to see Logan laid out on a rug in nothing but his iconic wife beater, some worn in-in all the right places- jeans, and his boots. He had got the fire place working I guess because there it was, heating up the home.

"I dont think its really a good idea to have a fire place inside of house made of wood but what do I know? Im not OSHA certified." He said, of course, to the wall.

Rolling his eyes, Logan was far used to this by now, chuckling a bit. "I got it workin' "

"Yeah I see. I was just talking about that."

"I saw. Who are you talking to anyway?" For once this question was genuine instead of condescending.

"Oh, you know. The viewers. Readers. Whatever you wanna call them." Again, he turns and waves. "Hi. Also- where did he get a bear skin rug? This guy. Ruining the budget. Do you know how expensive bears are?"

Having seen this a billion times, he's learned to just go with it. "Viewers...? Like.. a reality tv show?"

"Kind of. And let me just say, This?" He put his hands out like he was taking a picture. "Is beautiful. You're going to make the ratings sky rocket! Think of what this will do for your PR!"

"Right.. well. I hate to break the.. viewers.. little hearts but this isn't a bear skin. What bears do you know that have black and white spots?"

"Pandas."

Blinking, He sat up. "Wade, this is the middle of texas. Where do you think im going to find a panda?"

"The zoo." He shrugs, watching his boyfriend laugh at him, rolling his eyes.

"So you think the zoo is just going to let me take one of their pandas and skin it for my livingroom?"

"Oh. Yeah, that's a bit of a streach for the budget, isn't it? What is it then?- GAASSP- Don't tell me it's puppies!!"

"What?" (He's found himself saying this about 50 times a day now when living with him, possibly 100) "It's cow.."

"Oooh! Okay- that would have been a deal breaker. I can deal with skinning an endangered species, but I draw the line at Cruella activities."

"So are you just gonna keep talking to that wall, or are you gonna come're?" He muttered, smirking some as he made a small squeal, rushing over to sit down.

The scent of cheap dollar store foundation made him cringe, his mood and demeter changing instantly. "What did I tell you about wearin' that shit.."

Tensing up, he smiled awkwardly, putting his hands in his lap as he looked away. "It's the 21st century, Wolvie, Men wear make up now."

"No. You know damn well that's not what I meant. Come here." Before he could even begin to protest, he grabbed him by the belt, a signature, pulling him into his arms only to flip him on the floor.

"Eeehh!! Peanut, seriously, it's fine! It's just makeup! I didn't even put my mascara on!"

"Im taking that shit off of you. It stinks!" He growled, now straddling him on top of the soft cow rug.

Squirming a bit, Wade was trying to push him off but it was hard to do that when your boyfriend was so heavy, having just started to get back to a healthy weight, healing his relationship with food and his appearance. It only reminded him how much he loved having him. Oh, his big beefy boy. Usually, he would enjoy being manhandled, but he worked hard on his blending today!

"Noo! Do you know how hard it is to cover all THIS up!?"

"Exactly my point. That's why it's coming off. It doesn't NEED covered up, moron!" Pulling off his shirt, both the view and the words put Wade into somewhat of a dormant state.

"You really mean th- Ahh!! Hey! No! You tricked me with nice words!" He protested as he used the shirt to wipe it off, spitting on it and rubbing cirlces to get it off of him. It was times like these when Wade realized that Logan COULD actually hurt him if he wanted too. Then again.. Trapped under a bronzed muscly man like him?

Glory, glory, what a hell of a way to die!

"What are you talking about?"

Oh shit- he hadn't noticed that he said this out loud. "Nothing!! I just - Why do you always have to ruin my makeup!? What are you jealous or something?" He turned to the side, away from him. "Oh, let's be honest. It would be a crime to cover up that face."

"I could say the same thing about you, Bub." He muttered, wiping off the last bit off his neck, holding it as he leaned down to sniff him, still cringing.

"Gross."

This word alone was enough to audibly hear Wade's heart snap. Swallowing as his throat tightened and put his arms over his face.

Oh shit.. that wasn't the best of word to say, was it? God, why was this so hard? This is why he grunted instead of spoke. Words were too complicated.

A pang in his chest ran deep, his own heart clenching as he heard him whimper.

"That's.. That's why I do it.."

"Oh, Wade.." You'd have to be deaf to not hear the tears in his voice, visibly upset and nowhere to run off too, nothing to hide with. He was trapped. The next option was to push him away, Hit him in the chest so he'd let go. Know that he was done playing. That this was serious.

"You know that! So W-why would you -"

He kissed him, holding both sides of his face. Despite the pushing still lasting, it quickly died down as he wrapped his arms around his neck.

Pulling away only when the air in their lungs ran out, He smirked again, breaths heavy.

"Now, if I thought you were so terrible, would I do that? Hm?"

"Y-yes.."

So he kissed him again, this time giving a little growl into it the way he liked it, causing him to giggle and push his face away, turning again.

"Who is this starving man? Where is my wolverine?"

"Right here, baby. All me." He says, looking to where he was too.

"Hey, you can't talk to them! They're mine!"

"Too bad. So what's the census? My PR or what ever you call it up yet?"

"I don't know.."

"Oh sure, you do. It's your show, isn't it?" He asks, turning him to look at him as he crosses his arms, looking away again, still upset with him.

"... It's our show, actually...Deadpool AND Wolverine... sometimes featuring Dogpool, but that's besides the point! Im thinking about cutting you... you're taking up too much budget."

"Oh, am I now? Well, maybe you'd have more budget if you ditched that stinky shit."

Wade went silent for a moment, stalling to tell him what Logan already knew.

"Ooh... Ratings drop when you're you... don't they?" Right. That made so much more sense. Wilson has taken his own negative thoughts and categorized them into show manager and critic positions. And the critics didn't like him bare faced.

"Well... What if we raised ratings or whatever way up? Without all that bullcrap?"

"Do you know how hard it would be to-"

A third kiss.

"You really should learn to shut up, mouth."

[potteraep]

Hey 👋 how are you. I have a question: Do you take requests??

If yes:

Can you do a fic with Soft! Golden retriever Slytherin! Reader x an Overprotective! Black cat! Regulus. Where he probably thinks, where did they come from ?? (im a girl but i want other people with different genders to read this) and reader is like" if you don't accept my friendship bracelet, I'm gonna curse your family for seven generations." kinda person. And Regulus is like oh they feisty, i like that. And that's.. the idea.

If not: have a great day 😁😊

REDAMENCY ౨ৎ R.B

౨ৎ: regulus black x slytherian gn!reader

౨ৎ: hi! Sorry this took like a while.. to be released but I hope you enjoy it

౨ৎ: @reggieswriter I thought I’d tag you because you also requested something similar! I hope you like it :)

౨ৎ- regulus black found himself immersed by you, perhaps for some reasons even he didn’t have the heart to answer tho to say you weren’t in his head would be a stupid lie.

he wouldn’t say it was a crush, god no or atleast he wouldn’t admit it. His excuse was that you being a slytherian, he didn’t understand your attentive and caring attitude for those around you

in his defense his experience with his other house mates was that it was better to ignore them even if they were infact similar in many manners.

to say you shocked him was a slight understatement, well it didn’t exactly blow his mind but his gaze lingered for few longer seconds then he would for Anyone else

his eyes looking around as other slytherains rolled there eyes at you, and hufflepuffs wondered why you weren’t sorted with them

everytime you talked to him he was kind but quite not sure of how open to be but he made a note to try and be open as well when you asked how he was and ran off to go talk to anyone else about it

The “ friendship” obviously didn’t start like this tho at first you tried speaking to him as he looked at you and back at his work before you huffed and walked off

the next day he was a bit shocked and annoyed to see you keep trying to talk to him as he ignored you again

tho he was a bit interested and found your personality.. attractive?

this went on for a week.

Until he finally decided that he’d speak back to you when you tried, of course you spoke to him again but you were the shocked one when he replied with a full sentence

he found himself a bit happy seeing you so excited over a reply but brushed it off and continued his work as you waved walking away to your seat

After a week or so you became “friends” waving at each other in the halls, tho his wave was a lazy excuse of one but still a welcoming one.

he would walk into class and smile softly at you and every time you stopped him in the hall to talk your opposite demeanor seemed to bounce off each other, his blank but attentive gaze colliding with your excited attitude

as the months went on you grew closer your short hellos going to full fledged conversation and he felt a little thankful to know you, as in his words you were a breathe of fresh air

His friends often teased him a bit at the fact he’d roll his eyes and make a snarky remark when his house mates talked bad of you telling them they were stupid and couldn’t hope in a million years there brains could function enough to understand your honorable personality

he denied all the fingers his friends pointed at him saying it was only because you were very nice and a good person and it’s quite insensitive to take your kindness for weakness and that was it.

tho he of course wouldn’t admit to his friends or even himself that his heart skipped seeing you in the halls or when your hand would rest on his shoulder when you pasted him at his desk.

tho maybe soon his feelings could be put out, or at least deep down he hoped he wouldn’t have to feel such a feelings in the pit of his stomach in secret much longer.

@- likes and reblogs appreciated! As well as any other feedback :>

[ringdabel]

My thoughts on OP ships except im being 100% honest (P.1)

*LuNami - Cute but im not a big fan of it - Autisum and girlboss frfr - idm if its canon! I mean i like their moments of hugging and all, they're all so silly and i absolutely adore them! ^^ *LuHan - Nah... HARD pass... - I do not ship them at all and refuses to - their age gap is 12 and i think personally Boa is just having some kind of highschool crush -if this ship becomes canon...... bro im gonna stare in the distance and cry - If you ship these two...... NO OFFENSE! But What is wrong with you :[ *LuZo/ZoLu - MY EMOTINAL SUPPORT SHIP YIPPIEEEEE - They are so SO CANON u cannot convince me otherwise!!! - Dumb and Dumber. - I love and ADORE their dynamic! their interactions, first meetings, etc... EVERYTHING THEYRE SOOO CUTE AGHHCBSDBIL <3333 - The crew KNOWS they love eachother. They know what they are. - shamelessly kisses eachother goodnight - Zoro will die for Luffy, and Luffy will stop him. *LuSan/Sanlu - ONE OF MY FAV SHIPS EVER!!! Their interactions!! >>>>>> - WE KNOW SANJI LOVES HIM AND ADORES HIM. WE KNOW THAT ALREADY YOU FRENCH FRY - He wants to be Luffy's special boy in the OPLA, c'mon, its so obv - Sanji gets jealous when Luffy compliments other cooks other than him, its canon guys, trust me. MOVIE 6, THAT PHYSILOGICAL HORROR MOVIE OF OP. *ZoSanLu/ZoLuSan -POWER POLY LOVERS ON TOP! -i love them. *cries* -I have 400 pages of fanart featuring these stupid boneheads. - they sleep together and Luffy steals all the blankets - Zoro will def giving them his earings. aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh *LuKob/Koblu -Comfort ship of mine!!! THEYRE SO CUTE ITS ILLEGAL!!!! - I want them to reunite again, then hold hands and kiss eachother on the lips then go on cute little dates :[ - LUFFY IS KOBY'S GAY AWAKENING CHANGE MY MIND (i feel like hes more like bi or pan BUT) - Koby owns 6000 wanted posters of Luffy and its canon that he wants more of them. hes such a fanboy omg.... - If they ever date... they will have a matching handmade bracelet... Luffy's red and Koby's pink.... each has letters of eachother... - (ALSO THERES THIS FAV FIC OF THEM FROM AO3, THE AUTHOR IS okiedokeTM (madelinescribbles) AND THE FIC IS CALLED "Koby's Awful No-Good Very Confusing Day" CHECK IT OUT IF YOU CAN!!!!) - im very normal abt them (lie) *LuUso/UsoLu - Very cute ship!!1 - i personally see them as best friends more but its still verey cute! - They bond, they hug, they hit and they danced. yeah i get how ppl ship them!!!!!!!!! *LuLaw/Lawlu -Tbh.... its very cute! - i used to be obsessed with this ship bcs their dyanmic is so interesting, like Black cat and golden retriver! - i still kinda do ndcnas - Luffy reminds Law of Corazon bcs of his goofiness ughh CRIES - I hc Law that he has a soft spot for silly, goofy ppl, his sister, his crew, Corazon, LUFFY????????? He loves them but will never admit smh smh - When he ruins all of your well-planned plans that took you a whole week to make <3333333 *CobyLuLaw/KobyLawLu -AYEEEEEEEEEEE MY NEW FAV SHIP!!!!!!!!!!!!! - F**K BEING UNDERRATED, I WANT THIS TO BE KNOWN ACROSS THE WHOLE F**KING WORLD!!!!!! - PLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS ITS SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U HAVE TO WRITE FICS ABT IT I NEED MORE OF IT!!!1 - I want to thank @orange-artist for drawing and having KobyLawLu on my breakfast table!!!!!!!!!! - AND FOR YOU THE PPL WHO WRITE THE FICS ILY - me omw to make brainrots of these three stupid peas in a pod, fishes in a bowl, pens in a pencilcase :]]]

[nanami-is-nanamean]

for literal years (i have no sense of time, its honestly probably just half a year but i could be horrifically wrong—i blame covid for destroying it), i have had this... au. where i just. put nanami. in hsr.

like—instead of caelus or stella being the mc, nanami is and thats whats hes been doing all those years when he was away from sorcery. i do hc that he spent at least one year as a salaryman to get that signature "my soul has been sucked out by capitalism" look and "we should reform society to be better" mindset lmao

i imagine that like—the way it works is that everything happens roughly the same in the main story, its just the little minute differences that change kinda like how everyones playthru of hsr is slightly different because we chose diff dialogue options or whatever

so like—he goes thru belobog, goes thru the xianzhou, goes thru penacony, and then all the side quests, and thats when he decides to go back home (did i base it off my own hsr progress? haha... yeah. lmao)

i dont know who exactly he goes down back to earth with but i do have this one scene in my head where he meets up with himeko. and as much as i like the idea of him going down alone, i dont think the express is gonna let him lmao. best i can imagine is march and welt. welt because this is the most similar to his old home of hi3 (which i want to play so bad but alas i have a life), and march because she serves as a nice contrast to the low energies of nanami and welt AHAHA

i did consider benching her since shes been going to expeditions nonstop but like—the contrast gotta b there honey, thats what you call good writing and good character dynamic lmao. but yeah—he goes down, calls up gojo, and welt and march go off to fuck about.

i imagine that gojos fuckin stunned to see him after so many years because like—he was working a dead end job and then one day he fucking disappears. and it would scare gojo too since like, his entire thing is being able to see things, to percieve things, and as op as gojo is, im p sure he isnt able to see far enough to find nanami in the cold and dark depths of space. all he knows is—he was there, and then, his cursed energy disappears like a candle that went out. all he can assume is that he died or some curse users got to him. but if he died, a sorcerer of his caliber would produce a CRAZY curse spirit. and if curse users got to him, there would be some sort of trace or destruction left behind as a trail because nanami wont go that easy and if he did turn into a curse user, he would be able to pick up the curse energy residue.

so now here he is, back infront of him like some kind of disappearing act AND with some strange and crazy energy inside him. like a fucked up star or black hole or something. somethings obviously happened to him, and if the weird disappearance and reappearance or the weird-ass thing inside him didnt clue him in—he would rip out his own eyes. and he KNOWS that is this nanami because the Six Eyes never lie. (hehe kenjaku prison realm moment)

so now hes tasked with figuring out what the fuck happened to nanami and what the fuck that pulsing thing inside him is—but hes conflicted about it because jesus christ, it was just him and ieiri for so long and theyre both so desperate and so happy to see an old friend again and—and they don't know if they can disregard whatever the fuck happened to him and if hes a threat, because god they missed him so much (hehe geto moment)

MEANWHILE march and welt are snooping around and they find a curse, which they easily defeat obviously and welt has... a WEIRD feeling about these "curses". like hes experienced facing this kind of energy before... so they go curse hunting a little bit more and holy shit. thats when welt realizes.

the reason why the curses and curse energy is so familiar is because he REALLY DID face this sort of energy before—and he faced that energy in the form of rAIDEN MEI WHEN SHE WAS WAVING AROUND HER NIHILITY ABILITIES. so now the express HAS to start meddling because the fucking NIHILITY is HERE and this world has been drowning in the powers of the nihility for actual fucking CENTURIES and at this point, and its going to be too goddamn predictable if theres a fucking stellaron causing it. (there isnt but theyre so used to it at this point lmao)

so yeah! thats my setup for an hsr x jjk crossover lmao

oh yeah its totes nanago AHAHHAHAHA—its implied but idk if it got thru KJHDFJLGkHSLK

[star2stop]

ill ask about your jashlings 🫵🏽 which two are your favorite to draw and whats their relationship with each other

AAAAAH THANK YOU FOR ASKINGGGG!!!

so... mmh my two faves to draw... i havent drawn them a lot yet actually, as for now im focusing on coming up with a design for all of them so i havent done a lotta doodles really, but i can certainly answer that with no problem either way!

okay... mmmh. definitely maverick, like, i LOVE drawing deranged looking characters and the little eye and mouth drips are very fun (i love drawing goop i love drawing goop i love draw-)

another one i really liked to draw was xavier even tho i admit i kinda struggled with the colors at first lmao, the spikey hair is always a joy to sketch out and lineart also the overall sharp shapes are just great

imma be honest i dont think they'd be very good friends, or related if that matters, maybe distant cousins? but eh i doubt it, idk them being related doesnt seem right to me,,,

i feel like xavier is pretty clean in terms of alcohol and drugs and whatever, like yeah, a lil drink sometimes is nice but he aint the type to get black out drunk and wake up on the sidewalk like five hours later lmao, hes not much into clubbing if ya feel me

his natural habitat is the gym ur honor, when hes upset he just lifts some weights or idk runs a mile? actually- he doesnt even have to be upset, dude hits the gym just for fun (also fun fact he can run and jump and everything with heels, and yes everyone is so jealous of him for that lmao)

maverick is a bit wilder,, and louder definitely... (also high 90% of the time-) pretty much the opposite lol

you'll never catch him in the house dude, hes ALWAYS out, doesnt matter the hour, bro could be at the store at 3am simply cuz being at home is boring and he cant sleep anyway so why not?

hed definely call you at UNGODLY hours and ask you to hang out lmao

not gonna lie the only thing they'd have in common is probably the fact that they like videogames? or reading perhaps? (mmmh thinking of a potential book club in the jash verse rn...) maybe the few times they see each other they play mario kart together and catch up who knows

xavier is definetely one of the only jashlings that hangs out with maverick btw, even if they rarely do. as one of my friends described mav, "this is the weird cousin everyone stays away from" and kits so right for that lmao

agdhfh sorry this just became a yapping session about the characters themselves more than their relationship dhgdhfng i just love these silly guys so much...

[khrysalisposting]

you KNOW i must send you dyvim right back for the wizblr ask game. but also... their school-designated ravenwood professor and mellori! /from dyvimwhitehart :3

i got like 3 asks for dyvim so ill consolidate all of that into this one (ty for them) ^^ also gives me a chance to break the ice for actual canon valerian lore :D

okay SOOOO the short summary: valerian and dyvim are like. perfectly synced up its crazy.

long version: he always feels slightly off his game whenever hes not around dyvim because he's done so much to help him find himself again after azteca. when he first went into khrysalis, he was at his lowest point and genuinely didn't believe he could do any more good for the spiral (he half-expected to die in khrys because of how dangerous it was, and its not like he was trying to preserve himself post-xibalba). but being able to save dyvim from roze and have someone fighting alongside him (especially someone with such a drive to save his people and his world) for basically the entire way was able to reinvigorate him mentally and magically in so many ways, and they've grown a close attachment to each other that resulted in valerian being a little too dependent on him to keep that momentum going. whenever they fight, theyre somehow so in tune with each other's movements and actions that they're able to take an enemy out pretty quickly. losing him in moon cliffs had him operating out of spite thru tyrian gorge and last wood because he felt he owed it to him despite the little time they had spent together up to that point, then having to separate at the solar arc had him on autopilot all the way up until the shadow palace. he was VERY hesitant to leave khrysalis because he didn't want to just leave him behind, as he was the first genuinely close connection he had since entering the spiral. plus a lot of unrequited feelings + cheesy subtle flirting attempts between the two throughout the cliffs + fort rachias + kondha desert that ended up going unspoken for a while (def until selenopolis cuz valerian just couldnt hold it in anymore). seeing him again pre-karamelle was exactly what he needed to push through the rest of the worlds, especially with seeing dyvim so happy in a restored bastion and fighting alongside him again. they definitely write to each other, and valerian always sends him photomances of worlds that may not be accessible to khrysalis due to how guarded the spiral door is so he can see what life is like throughout the spiral. YIPPEE

for school-designated professor: im gonna go with malorn cuz hes the goat!! valerian hasn't spoke with malorn in a looooong time since he barely goes back to ravenwood but when he was new to wizard city, he saw malorn like an older brother. he felt very lost in necromancy at first, especially since he was kinda the black sheep in his family for even practicing death magic (family lineage is all diviners, hence the 'thundercloud' surname) but having malorn be there for him and guide him through the nuances and complexities of necromancy really helped him get his footing in the magic rather quickly. they lost contact after the events of celestia bc valerian was VERY locked into finding out morganthe's true intentions but he does still have a lot of respect for him, and would love to see him again to properly thank him for everything hes done :)

and my queen mellori: im not even gonna lie, at first he didn't like her company (he was kinda fed up with her when she stayed behind to talk to the auroracle bc the stakes were high) but he got over himself and tried to appreciate her company. and then mirage finale happened and he was VERY fed up with her because he thought she was being arrogant, and the events of reverie didn't help either. but he learned to understand her inner conflict and became more inclined to befriend her at the end of empyrea. hes very casual with her and considers her a friend (and now a teacher as well) all bc of the ups and downs he experienced with her :P

[ritz-writes-archive]

Lies Taste Bitter (Just Like Ink)

yes im supposed to be working on the sequel. yes i got distracted. yes i wrote angst. yes it has lmk s4 spoilers.

have fun <3

Word Count: 463

Wukong and MK centric. Wukong POV.

Angst, Hurt/Comfort, kinda open ended but it follows s4 so iykyk

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The black ink wrapped itself around Wukong’s body, slowly pulling him down into the scroll. He was scared. He couldn’t even deny it; he was terrified. He knew what the scroll did. It trapped you in a never ending cycle of memories, ones you’d much rather forget than relive.

He had a lot of those to go around.

The guilt overtook the fear, though. He could see MK, staring at him with a horrified expression. The ginger tried for a smile, though it felt pained. He was using as much magic as he could to slow down the ink, but he knew it wouldn’t last long. The scroll would take him eventually. He needed to tell MK what to do before that happened. But before he could do that, he needed to calm him down.

“Not exactly how I intended to spend my day,” Wukong quipped, voice strained. “But I suppose a little forced impromptu field trip never hurt anyone, right?”

He was aiming to comfort MK, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.

“Monkey King, I-I’m sorry!” the boy cried. “How do I stop it? Does it hurt? Are you—” He reached hand toward Wukong’s ink-covered arm.

Panic flared in the sage’s chest. “No! Don’t—” He yelped as he sank lower, his concentration cutting for a split second. He focused his breathing, forcing his magic to push back the scroll again. “Don’t touch it, bud," he warned through gritted teeth. "It’ll just pull you in too.”

“Then what do I do?!”

“You gotta seal the scroll. No matter what happens.”

MK’s eyes widened, color draining from his face. “What? No!”

Wukong smiled again, the trademark fake grin that fell heavy on his lips. “It’s gonna be okay, kiddo. It'll take some time, but I’ll figure a way out.” That was a lie. It curled around his lungs like a snake around its prey. But he couldn't stop to feel bad. He had to make sure MK understood. “I can’t stop this, so when it pulls me under—”

“When it what?!”

Wukong opened his eyes—when did he close them? Shit, the ink was up to his torso now, he didn’t have much time left—his heart aching at the sight of MK crying. “When it pulls me under, you need to close the scroll, okay?"

MK shook his head. “I-I’m not just gonna leave you!”

Wukong smiled again, this one smaller and sadder than the first, but still just as fake. “I’ll be okay, bud.”

The curse was up to his neck, trailing up his jaw, covering the right side of his face.

“Monkey King—”

“It’s gonna be okay, kiddo. I’ll find a way out.”

MK's lips wobbled. “Promise?”

“...I promise.”

He couldn’t tell if he choked on the lie or the ink.

@theweepingegg @fangirlneverlie @nightmarebunnyking

[pub-lius]

lafayette throws it back at versailles not clickbait (lafayette pt. 2)

im not gonna lie, this is my favorite part of lafayette's life to talk about. he was so teenage boy i love it. anyway, if you missed out on part one, here's the link. @thereallvrb0y and other esteemed guests, i hope you enjoy

Court Life

Lafayette was presented at the Court of Versailles on Saturday, March 26, 1774 when he was 16. I'm not gonna go super in depth about how the court works (but it is very interesting, i recommend learning about it), but i will tell you that Gilbert was the biggest black sheep, which was unideal because the court was already judgmental as hell.

Several different people described how awkward Lafayette's demeanor was, and it made a lot of people think he was just rude. Lafayette said this was only made worse "by the gaucheness of my manners which, without being out of place on any important occasion, never yielded to the graces of the court or to the charms of supper in the capital." -Mémoires

The Comte de Ségur was a close friend, who recognized that Gilbert wasn't just an asshole, and he was deep down a very passionate person. (Ségur experienced this first hand when Lafayette tried to duel him over a girl that Ségur didn't even know).

His awkwardness wasn't helped when he danced with Marie Antoinette and, well... "...the Queen could not stop herself from laughing." -Correspondance entre le Comte de Mirabeau et le Comte de La Marck

When I say Lafayette was very passionate deep down, it wasn't actually... that deep down, and he still proved himself to be his rebellious teenage self in what I like to call the Comte de Provence Incident.

The Comte de Provence was the brother of Louis XVI, and, obviously, held a major place in court. Like the king, he had a little entourage of men who followed him around and did whatever he said. This was a position that offered a lot of opportunities, but you didn't just. insert yourself into it. You had to be invited. And, at the time, The Noailles family was trying to find a permanent place for Lafayette at Versailles.

So, in 1775, the Maréchal de Noailles tried to get Lafayette in this little entourage, and had to introduce him to Provence, an opportunity for which came in the form of a masked ball before Lent (in France, this is just a lame Mardi Gras).

This would have gone fine if Lafayette wasn't completely determined to fuck shit up. so.

Lafayette and Provence were talking (wearing masks, this is an important detail), and Provence started bragging about how good his memory was. Lafayette responded by saying "memory is a fool's intellect". Provence was like "uhhh wtf" and just assumed that Lafayette didn't realize he was the King's brother, so he said "do you realize who the fuck you're talking to you little shit" (obviously not a direct quote, it was in French.) And. Lafayette responded. just being like. "yeah lolz"

So, he didn't get a place at Versailles.

Which is kinda stupid! He should not have done that! Because at this time he was really trying to get a rank in the French army, and he could have had a better opportunity, but whatever because he was granted a command for a full company in Metz.

Uh oh, suspicious shit is going on

While in Metz (not really doing anything important), Lafayette met Comte de Broglie, who was the ambassador of Metz. Broglie was suspicious as fuck and had a career of weird secret projects under the crown, including a plan to invade England.

Broglie had heard of the American cause (which was, at this point, pretty far along and going to shit). He thought that Washington was replaceable, and that he could lead the rebel forces, and then colonize them for France. Not! Good!!

When Broglie met Lafayette, he was like.... this kid is. dumb as fuck. So, he introduced him into his circle, therefore introducing him to Revolutionary ideology. Little gullible Gilbert saw Broglie as like an idol, and since Broglie was a Freemason, Laf decided to become one too. This was significant because being a Freemason is the reason Gilbert met Prince William Henry, Duke of Gloucester and Edinburg. If you're like "hmmm Prince William Henry, Duke of Gloucester and Edinburg, that name rings a bell", you're a nerd, and its because he was King George III's younger brother who was weirdly supportive of the colonies' rebellion.

Along with Prince William Henry, Duke of Gloucester and Edinburg and Broglie I guess, Gilbert was introduced to the ideals of Abbé Guillame Raynal, who preached anti-monarchy, anti-clergy, and anti-slavery rhetoric. So, basically, Lafayette was radicalized and became a blue haired liberal.

Eventually, Broglie and "Baron" Johann de Kalb (he's in Duty and Inclination in case you were wondering) to go to America woo!!!

Side note on de Kalb, he's not evil like Broglie, though he did know about the plan. He ended up legitimately helping the revolution, so shout out de Kalb

Lafayette convinced his buddy Ségur and his brother in law, Vicomte de Noailles, to go with him. Together, they all visited Silas Deane, who is a fucking dumbass who kept giving French people paid commands without permission from Congress *foreshadowing noise*

Lafayette used all six of his sweet wholesome cinnamon roll twink braincells to create a plan to get out of France without getting caught, and the author of The Marquis; Lafayette Reconsidered, Laura Auricchio, has a very good take on Lafayette's character shown in this instance:

“Although he often described himself as a man of action, Lafayette was more deliberative than he let on, and he habitually watched and waited before determining the best way to proceed; once he chose his course, however, it was almost impossible to steer him away.” -Laura Auricchio

So, the pact to join the American Revolution between Lafayette Ségur and Noailles was made in October 1776. Lafayette was optimistic, as always, but still expected nothing but obstacles, the most formidable of them being from the Noailles family.

First things first, they met with Deane, as I mentioned, with de Kalb translating. They signed a letter of agreement on December 7, 1776, which completely overlooked the fact that Lafayette had 0 qualifications to be a major general. Then, Lafayette bought a ship named La Victoire. The Gang (tm) met continuously in secret.

Then, Lafayette sent two letters, one to Adrienne, and the other to duc d'Ayen, explaining his departure and expressing his regret, especially since Adrienne was pregnant and raising their young daughter.

Quick breakdown of the Lafayette kids: Henriette du Motier de Lafayette was born on Decmeber 15, 1775, making Lafayette a girl dad from the beginning. Adrienne was pregnant with Anastasie Louise Pauline du Motier de Lafayette when Gilbert departed, and she gave birth to her on July 1, 1777. You can tell which two were born after the Revolution just by their names: Georges Washington Louis Gilbert du Motier de Lafayette (born December 24, 1779 after Lafayette's visit back to France), and Marie Antoinette Virginie du Motier de Lafayette, known as Virginie (a reference to Virginia), (born on November 2, 1782, after Lafayette returned home after Yorktown).

Lafayette's disappearance was... a massive scandal. And you may be thinking "why? like yeah he's rich but clearly no one likes him, who cares where he goes?"

The king. The king cares where he goes. The main reason being that France was not openly at war with England aaand Lafayette may or may not have met King George III. Personally. Like a few weeks before he left. Aaaand the British government might just assume that a nobleman of such high status, that they knew personally, leaving to join the colonies' rebellion is an act of war. so. the king cares a lot.

D'Ayen panicked and wrote to Louis XVI telling him that Lafayette was gone like the good bootlicker snitch he is, and Louis issued orders for Lafayette's arrest. He was almost caught a couple times, so he had to travel in disguise (this is why people talk about him dressing up as a woman, tho we can't really prove or disprove that), but La Victoire set sail before they could catch him, and Lafayette embarked on his first very seasick journey across the sea.

This one is a little short, because if I had gone into as much detail about how everything works, it would be unnecessarily long, and the next few will likely be unnecessarily long because they are about the Revolution *eagle screech* so yeah, look out for that

[smol-bean-of-the-smols]

vibrates with excitement HERE THEY ARE

I present to you, the current design of my self-insert and his ability, Nebulas

please please zoom in and look at the details

i had fun with the rendering for both of these!! even tried painting over the lines in the first one, you can kinda see it in his hair. and that green necklace piece has a bell inside it, it's inspired by a green bell ball i actually have, it sounds very pretty!!

Also, i mentioned this in a textpost the other day, but Nebulas wouldn't actually stand up straight like that, he's the more hunched-over-creature type.

a lot of ramblings about Nebulas below the cut. mentions of blood too. you are under zero obligation to read it, its not the main point of the post.

OKAY SO. im not gonna say much (this was a lie) because it'd be an essay's worth of poorly pieced together information BUT. i'll do my best. apologies in advance.

i mainly wanna talk about Nebulas, because he's been my pride and joy of creations. he's a sentient ability and very much over-powered. he can do a lot, and his main job currently is to keep his host (my self-insert) alive. that means they can get very injured and be a-okay. why? because all of my self-inserts to ever exist have to be able to be covered in copious amounts of their own blood and survive. not sure what this says about me.

pictured above is when Nebulas has full control over his host's body (ie. the eyes only change when he's in full control. the host's turned arms and Nebulas's arms that come out of their back can be present whenever, but that means the host has to forfeit some amount of control regardless). The nosebleeds occur when Nebulas uses more than just his standard power, lending his arms to his host. The more over-exertion, the more blood, etc etc. When Nebulas is in full control, there will be blood.

The black liquid you see is Nebulas' blood! Or, what's considered his blood from a human standpoint. The host's blood can turn black when Nebulas uses it as his own. His blood and his host's blood are basically one in the same.

Because Nebulas is over-powered, he is nerfed by being in a very weak body. Meaning, my self-insert cannot use Nebulas' power. Nebulas has to grant them his power. So it's kinda consent based. (I'll go into why my self-insert is weak by ability standards some other day when I reveal more about them.) Having a very weak-souled host also means Nebulas cannot use as much of his power as he used to. Since most of his power is used for keeping them alive (for reasons i also won't get into rn), there isn't much he can do without causing harm to his host's body, which is why the nosebleeds occur. They can get very heavy. The wide scar on their back that his extra arms extrude from will bleed on these occasions too, but with black blood.

Now, something that I couldn't portray in a singular drawing is that his arms are pitch black when viewed initially, but the more you look at them, the more stuff you see, like little specks of stars and then colorful dust clouds. It's supposed to look kind of trippy to some people. Sometimes it makes people feel nauseous if they look at it for too long.

He also does have a physical manifestation like Golden Demon, Elise, etc but that is almost completely off the table because of how much power that requires. (also because i havent really designed that. and even once i do it will take AGES to draw because of all the details. since he's universe-themed.)

Him and my self-insert are almost complete opposites, but mainly because of a trait Nebulas acquired from his many previous hosts. That trait is bloodlust. It's foreign to Nebulas, as he used to only kill within reason. However, after being used by humans for a lot of bloodshed for self-serving purposes, he became tainted with what he calls "the cruelty of humanity". It's because of this that he retired from bonding with human souls two centuries ago and developed a distain for humans. He views humans as ants who act recklessly and selfishly. Obviously, he does bond with a human soul again, and is once again prone to sudden violence, but because of how kind-hearted his current host is, it's only really a danger when Nebulas is in (or fighting for) full control, with an exception of when his host is angry enough to lash out. Having genuinely violent thoughts that they mean is dangerous for my self-insert, as this works as a gateway for Nebulas' bloodlust, but this is very rare.

Some general trivia after that long essay, great job getting this far.

Nebulas gives his hosts enhanced senses, which makes my self-insert more prone to sensory-overload. At least it means they can't really get snuck up on.

Because of the taint, Nebulas is often pictured like the image above, with a crazed expression. However, he is actually rather stoic when not over-exerting. He is stern with my self-insert, but also considerate and cares about their well-being. He's like some unwilling parental figure.

He usually minds his own business, but sometimes he'll hang out in the back of my self-insert's mind, being nosy about what's going on around them.

In case it's confusing, his name is pronounced like the word "nebulous".

He likes raw pork cutlets. Sometimes, he can be bribed into being more agreeable.

He's often grumpy. He's also very stubborn, and will give his host the silent treatment.

Something he and my self-insert have in common is their like for cats! Nebulas likes their behavior.

If you have any questions, please ask!! I'd love to answer them, because im insane about my ocs and want to talk about them. There is stuff im leaving a mystery for the time being, though.

[j4y-lvr]

hi can I request a hitman! jungwon x reader where jungwon has a mission to deliver a car to some mafia or high profiled person, which is kinda off to his job of getting rid of people, but while driving he hears a bump sound inside the trunk of the luxurious car, inside the military aircraft he decided to open the cars trunk, and he saw a girl in a senior high school uniform, blindfolded and her mouth is taped, he saw a letter beside the girl

"deliver this car with the girl alive after landing to this location xxxxxx, get rid of anyone following you, only drive the car, dont take any flights to avoid the girl being tracked"

he removes the girls mouth and blindfold , to see ,its the daughter of someone in the politics (vice president) , he realize that the person behind this mission is gonna use her to make her father withdraw his position

y/n tries to escape from jungwon because she thought hes gonna kill her, but she failed to escape him obviously, she cried and want to go back home, she begs jungwon not to kill her

jungwon have to choose if hes going to do his job , to deliver the girl in 30 days from the other side of the country, so they might grow feelings with each others company, the idea is like the movie Hitman if 2007?

NOTE. this is my first request so im not really sure if this is good- i kept most of it in mind while writing but I'm not sure if it turned out okay since I was out of ideas😭

WORDCOUNT. 3.1k

PAIRING. hitman!jungwon x important!personality!female!reader

GENRE. angst, some fluff(?)

WARNINGS. none(?), lmk if I should add any

"deliver this car to the military base by 25th"

read the message as jungwon peered his eyes further to the brooding brightness from his cellphone. Its sole use to keep himself notified and contacted about his little ventures they paid him to act on.

Mainly these messages were sent from anonymous people from various locations demanded that a certain victim be killed, and some specified how they'd want that soul dead. Those very orders were to be carried out by his hands. Often, the details inscribed were a bit too excruciating even for someone who murdered for a living.

Yet he obeyed them, getting it down to the last detail.

Why? He was paid to do so, this was his life day in and out, the familiar scarlet that painted his surrounding, sometimes his own clothes as the person fiddled to get away from him. Though, some, surprisingly, accepted their fate as jungwon drew their blood and causing the vessel their soul occupied to go limp.

With all the lives he'd taken, he was sure he was never destined for happiness, let alone joy. It was the main reason he had maintained such distance from everyone around him, one slip up and he would get attached and then die causing them pain.

He didn't fear death at all, he awaited it.

He found it quite easy to relate to the victims who simply accepted their fate to eternal slumber and letting their soul wander the depths of afterlife. It seemed more appealing than living another second in this black and white world his with the repeated hint of crimson splashing over.

An unbreakable cycle, one might say; he would rise awake, check the cellphone, sigh and head out to complete his orders, receive the money and just let it lie in his account. He didn't even yearn for the monetary benefit; it was merely a bonus for him. Yes, he found himself guilty of taking so many lives, yet he couldn't break free from it.

Why'd he bothers even saving up the money if he had no connections to pass it on too when the day dawned upon him for death. Possibly because he held onto the belief that someone, no, rather, anyone, out there would be there for him.

It was quite foolish of him. He knew his deeds costed him his fulfillment of life and its vast experiences with joy. But he kept treading along the line, longing for someone to help him out of it.

Drawling in his thoughts, he ruffled his slightly wet jet hair, the sheets rustling as he hopped off the mattress with the cell in his pocket. He fitted a black and white checkered cardigan, a duffle bag hung over his shoulder, slamming the front door behind him.

Irritated, jungwon sighed, going from walking to the location to jogging to sprinting. He wasn't to scour the place for a Persian blue BMW in the far distance with such little information to go off.

He brings his palms to his face and muffles a gnarle of anger and turns out hastily, finding the car right before him. He quips his mouth shut and walks over the polished vehicle, the deep blues shining in his eyes as he finds himself mesmerized in its beauty.

He blinks rapidly, recovering from his trance over the metallic vehicle and began to inspect for keys. His hand running over the hold, his cell dings, and a message appears:

"it's near the window wipers"

Jungwon raises a brow, glancing left and right and tugging his cap further before lurching to the access of the car. Stifling, he made progress to the door rather slow and cautious, after all, he had eyes on him.

A previous notice would've been nice, but his job required him to do and be anything but nice. He hadn't been informed anyway and he'd already lent out his hand in a handshake to deliver this across to the military base in tip top condition.

Nothing could be done now.

Unlocking the car, he sat at the wheel, throwing his weightsome bag in the back. His hand taking interest in the leather touched steering wheel. He sank into the comfortable seat and sighed as his stomach grumbled, not that he took notice of it. The interior was a nice metallic grey finish, busy taking in the car he'd be driving around for a while.

Wouldn't it be nice to own a car like this. Maybe later, in the future. And there he was again, in his thoughts, red handed. He spoke about his future like he was expecting one, and he'd rather not have any expectations when it came to his life, karma was soon on it's very way and he would succumb to it without a squeak.

No savior nor angel would show up on the whim and grant him his so-called happiness, not that he thought he should deserve any, not after robbing all those people of their lives. Jungwon shook his head and switched on the car with a press of a button and levered on the pedal, his arm rolling round the wheel to steer. He pulled out the unnamed place and drove off.

A day passed as he sat delusional at the wheel, in the buzz of a stringent straight line of a path directing him. He would've drove the car into a wall several times and the only thing holding him from doing so was the money and that fact that the police would run a background check on him.

He'd rather lay low for his remaining time on earth than run around avoiding press and kin for making headlines.

Jungwon couldn't seem to catch a break, contrary to his recent thoughts as the familiar adrenaline kicked in at the sound of gunshots to the vehicle. An intrusion, calculated amidst plains of road with no onlookers.

He sighs, his foot quick to power further ahead and attempt to derail them, seeing as though he sat alone with no one to peek out the window and fire. And almost quizzical with timing, a diversion in roads appeared, the mapping device dictating a sharp right turn but the person trailing him said otherwise.

Jungwon forcefully took the right turn, watching the rear mirror for guidance whether to proceed with his next move. He maneuvered to the edge, the vehicle behind tailing the opposite edge while watching him.

The time presided, pressing the brakes, the tires screeching due to the friction as the car roared ahead in a fury while jungwon fumbled and managed a rather hasty u-turn. His body leaned to the door and a large thud emitted from the back of the car, raising his suspicion.

He'd successfully thrown off the car behind him a few meters yet what was in the back that caused a ruckus behind? He had to inspect it, and he would at that moment if he weren't caught in this rat race.

He zoomed ahead for longer, the tailing car still unable to gain enough traction to aim for jungwon and shoot him. He continued down a different path than the map, profuse curses leaving his mouth as he it'd take him longer to actually deliver the car with no damage to it.

Luck was on his side as he rampaged into a small metropolitan city, jungwon lit his infamous killer smile while making his way through an amass of turns. They seemed to have lost him in the city as jungwon drove untrailed.

He headed straight towards the shadiest looking establishment in the place. He was in dire need of a change of clothes and a setting to avoid those men again. They didn't look like the type to get fooled more than once.

The tires screech and come to a nasty stop as he pulled in the parking lot of what seemed to be a bar. Hitting the bar in the early hours of the afternoon under the scorching sun didn't seem fitting but it'd suffice as a distraction.

Jungwon grabbed and slung the duffle bag over his shoulder, unlocking the back of the car and to his grave surprise, lay a girl, awake and tear-struck in what he made out to be a school uniform, battered and tied up with a cloth around her mouth to muffle any sounds she made.

And that wasn't the most groundbreaking thing of all, beside her lay a note. He had a choice to make and he untied her urging her to stand up while grabbing the note and heading inside the building in a yank of her hand.

Whatever he was in store for was going to be interesting for sure.

—

He exited the restroom in a fresh pair of clothes, slugging over to the table he'd sat you down at. Part of him hoped you'd made your attempt at escaping so he'd have some weight lifted off his shoulders.

But no, you sat waiting obediently, staring at your hands in the pool of your skirt. He shook his head and walked over, placing the bag down and rummaging through it for a pair of sweats.

"here," he beckoned your attention at the enunciating of his words, his eyes falling flat against your hesitant ones as you seemed to muster up a few words. He shoved the cloth into your hands and directed you towards the restroom.

"i dont have time to waste," he threatened, pushing you in the door and shutting it rather harshly. You laid in the back of the car for over 2 days and you were absolutely scared for you life whether he would take your life at any moment.

You shuffled into the clothes he offered, making up your mind to take everything the boy did with caution. You couldn't help but wonder where the rescue team was.

Jungwon on the other hand busied himself with researching just who you were. A few searches revealed more information adding to his already existing burden. You left, tugging on the drawstrings of the blue hoodie he gave you.

A hand stayed at his temple as he found himself in a misery.

"are you... from the rescue team?"

He panned his head to you in a frenzy, his sharp glare cutting you into pieces, "no."

"who are you, then?" you quizzed, studying his fumed expression. He got to his feet, his quick steps in progress demanded you to follow him. "that doesn't matter at the moment, follow me."

and bang. echoed the sound of the door slammed open where two angered men stood, enraged. Jungwon peered around with wide eyes, clasping you wrist and cramming into the narrow hallway for the exit. The men after jungwon made considerable progress, inspecting those around.

He ordered you to keep calm and to continue moving towards the exit. A small distance way was the door, making both of practically lunge for it before a yelled broke through in the way. You panicked, heaving rather intense as jungwon trapped you to the wall, inching closer to you.

"stay still," he whispered in the cave of your ear, chills running down your spine as the proximity of his face to yours began collapsing and the men ran by, in search of the very boy.

"he was in a black pullover!" shouted the man behind the two, not suspecting either, your head turning in their direction, making it rather obvious that you staring at the situation in front of you.

A finger to your chin met your gaze with jungwon's as he redirected your head from those men to him. The same finger reaching your lips slowly and shushing you. He gawked into the abyss of his brooding eyes, admiring all the hidden warmth behind them.

For those who stood watching the two, it seemed as though the boy and captured your lips in a lock, dancing with his own, expressing his feelings. Quite the opposite ran along the lines of fake and real, jungwon's minty breath fanning your face as he looked down at you, analyzing each feature of youre, down to your fear-ridden orbs.

"he's not here, he must've abandoned the car here to throw us off!" exclaimed another from the other side of the booming club. The men scurried off as jungwon wrapped his arm around your waist to avoid suspicion, "we'll talk later, don't say anything," he mumbled loud enough for you to hear.

—

Halting at a gas station way off course the trail, jungwon massaged his temples as you seemed to wander off in the convenience store. He filled up on gas, and left to check up you, still hoping you ran away.

But no. You were right there, stood in-between an isle full of instant snacks and what not, staring intensely at the row, pondering with your pick already clasped in your hand.

He sighed, trudging over to you while you noticed his presence and uttered, "i didnt know what you'd want—" and he hastily grabbed the first one in sight. Striding to the counter, paying and to the vehicle, seemingly examining if there was any noticeable damage to it.

"get in," he ordered, making you walk to the back of the car and grasp the handle, causing a hiss from jungwon. "i meant in front, yn"

"you know who i am?" you inquired in a panic, retracting your hand from its previous position.

"get in, i'll talk then,"

You obliged with little to no choice, clicking the seatbelt to your side and practically flinging your head to the side, only to find his eyes already locked on you. Clearing your throat, you muster to ask, "are you going to kill me?"

Jungwon chuckles, his lips pulling into a small smirk, "depends," he states, leaving your to your frantic thoughts again, "there are others that want you dead more, though." he completes, your eyes blinking at a turtles pace, attempting to keep you grounded.

"who wants me dead?" you pry, your eyes devoid of fear, catching his notice. He expected a look of fear and you returned nothing than a blank space.

"your father," he replied, nonchalantly, not taking a second to even think about your feelings upon hearing that.

"stop lying" you say, denying his claims. Jungwon throws his head back, "fine, then why don't you try ringing up your dad and asking him about your rescue team?" he said, offering his cell.

You hesitant gaze confirms his suspicion and he closes his palm, tucking the phone in his pocket. No one had come to resuce you in over the days of your kidnapping, and you held onto to the string of hope that they would and had to come save you.

Yet, here you were, in this unknown mans car, having the harsh truth slapped right to your face. You purse your lips, racking you brain from explanations.

"stop trying to find an excuse and eat,"

—

Jungwon was exhausted, he drove throughout the night to make up for the lost time. In the middle of his journey he contacted a friend to figure out who commissioned him to drop this car to the base, and unfaithfully his hunch was more than spot-on.

You dozed off quite a while ago with no words exchanged, occupied in your thoughts, watching as the trees waned and waxed upon entering and exiting small towns in the outskirts.

"we're almost there," he whispers to himself, glancing at your angelic figure and back at the narrow belt of road, taking a small detour, having arranged a place to station you at.

He thought about what to do with you long and hard, replaying the look of your feared eyes in the back of his head. It was different, and it made him feel human emotions, like he hadn't threatened your living before.

He parked a good distance away from the vicinity, knowing well that the car had a tracker. He shook you awake from your peaceful slumber, the back of your hand swiping the drowsiness from your orbs.

You exited, staggering and swaying before gaining stability over your body, following the figure by his broad back, often bumping into him. You stopped walking after seemingly 45 minutes at a rundown building, "stay here till i return,"

He pointed to the door, shuffling around for the eyes beneath the torn mat before the door. You take a good look around you and at the door. "alright."

And like that you accepted your fate.

"you can escape if you like, i'll check if youre still there in a day or so,"

Jungwon gave you look and handed you half of his belongings and left, giving a small head pat and walking away so fast like he was embarrassed.

Frankly, jungwon had no idea what he was going to do. And he wasn't sure if thats a good a or bad thing considering he pulled up to the gates of the military base with you, who came with the car.

It baffled him that he would possibly get hurt because of someone else than himself for the first time in his life, and he didn't know what compelled him to save you either.

He drove into the base, exhaling as he parked the car and unbuckled the seat belt and tensed his muscles before loosening them to assume the worst, a fight of some sort.

He exited the vehicle, taking a few glances around and it was surprisingly empty, unlike his train of thoughts. Was a sniper on standby? Would he be killed the moment they realized you weren't there.

"leave."

Bewildered, jungwon stared at the text, voicing his confusion, "what..."

"leave, your work here is done."

And so jungwon left the base with no mode of transport to get him home, stranded in the middle of ghost town with you a good distance from him. He was forced to the walk the way, with no text from the commissioner, thinking over all the possibilities that could've took place.

Before one theory of his began to make too much sense, sending him in a frenzy. The thought of you being dead at his hands sent a shock down his spine, his feet taking off in a flight.

He traced the familiar tracks around the abandoned house, a sign that he was closer to you. Banging on the front door, he gasped for air, hoping you were still there, alive.

Weight lifted off his shoulders as you peered throught the peep hole, observing the stranger who'd mysteriously helped you at the front door. You unlocked the door and were engulfed in an embrace, leaving you wide eyed.

He peeled himself off you as fast as he did embrace you, "i'm not a hugger," he stated sheepishly, the slight red tint on his cheeks giving it away. You laugh, pulling him into a hug, feeling him tense at the contact.

His cell buzzed, reaching for it. A text from the commisioner.

"the girl's gone, but knowing you, you probably killed her. thanks."

[scoonsalicious]

THIS IS FOR BUCKY you big fat white nasty smelling fat bitch why you took me off the mfucking schedule wit yo triflin dirty white racist ass you big fat bitch oompa loompa body ass bitch I’m comin up there and im gonna beat the fuck out of you bitch and don’t even call the police cause imma come up there unexpected and wait on yo motherfuckin ass bitch I'm coming to beat the fuck outta you bitch cause you did that on purpose with ur urgery racist white ass bean head bitch watch I'm coming up there to fuck you up bitch I know what kinda car you drive. I'm gonna wait on you and I'm gonna beat yo ass bitch cause imma show you not to play with jasmine collins money bitch that's the first thing you did and bitch you got me fucked up cause bitch I told you what the fuck was goin on you white motherfuckas hate to see black people doing good or doing anything for themselves ugly fat white bitch watch I'm telling you I'm coming up there to beat yo motherfucking ass bean head white smelling wet dog smellin ass bitch watch I come and fuck you up cause you got me fucked up gon sit up there and try to do that urgery ass shit bitch you urgery the first day I came up there talking about the bitch that had on pajamas but you had 10 dollar ass Jean's on dirty dusty white bitch sitting behind that counter smelling like cheese stinky fat white ass bitch and you gon try and not answer this phone

I'm going to fuck you up and you betta remember to run when you see me cause I'm going to fuck you up bitch wanna sit up here and play with me about my motherfucking money wanna play about my money bitch you gon sit up there and try to do that bitch little do you know I know enough people watch I'm coming to fuck you up I promise you that I promise I'm coming to fuck you up you fat stinky white bitch bean head yellow yuck mouth nasty mouth ass bitch you stink you smell like fucking cheese and you got that trifling ass attitude imma beat that -attitude up out you bitch you treat everybody like that all these black people that you do like that you in the wrong position you trifling ass racist ass bitch that's why dont nobody fuck with you cause you trifling and racist bitch gon sit up there and did all that shit and I told you what the fuck goin on gon tell me I worked at the motherfucking job when I'm telling you I didnt now bitch why the fuck would I lie about some shit like that watch I'm finna come up there and beat yo motherfucking ass you betta not get out that car bitch.

Anyways I hope you rot in hell and Pocket finds someone better than you😊

I... think you have the wrong Bucky? I don't even have a car. I drive a motorcycle? And how can I be racist? My best friend is Black.

;)

[meganwasbored]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts Season 2 Episodes 8 and 9

Random thought that has nothing to do with anything: Was Viren ever married because I made fun of him last episode reaction because he’s not married but then I remembered that he has two kids but I’ve never heard any mention of their mother do we just assume that she died?

Episode 8

-“how may I serve you” he says in a tone that screams ‘I’m more powerful than you and you know it’

-so the trapping-people-inside-coins spell makes you look like a zombie, and the turning chains-into-snakes spell apparently makes you look like a ghost that hasn’t slept in a month

-“what are you doing”

“I’m pinching you, Soren”

“Well that’s just rude”

When you’re probably totally paralyzed but talking back to your sister is much more important

-“that was really pretty! But I still can’t move”

-The guy in Callum’s nightmare (vision?) doesn’t look like anyone we’ve seen before, are we really about to add a third(?) villain

-also I know nothing about anything what symbol was the one that was lighting up?

-“I’m not lying, I never lie” he says in the most untrustworthy tone I’ve ever heard

-finally he’s bandaging his hand, there should be blood literally all over his arm right now

-I know Aaravos’ name but I am very tempted just to keep calling him sparkly hands

-dream dude has Callum’s gloves, I think I know what’s about to go down

-if he’s about to tell Ezran about his dad I swear let him stay ignorant as long as he can please I can’t do this rn

-booooooo

-ik Soren is gonna walk again that’s not what I’m worried about, what I’m worried about is how much it will hurt to watch when he finds out

-well now look what you’ve done, this poor little boy

-the first thing he was worried about was Callum my heart

-he’s handling it SO WELL

-Hahahah Callum’s face when he sees dream Callum

-seriously what symbol is that supposed to be am I supposed to just know

-SOR-SOR DOES SHE ACTUALLY CALL HIM THAT THATS SO CUTE

-VIREN IM GONNA KILL YOU YOUR SON IS LITERALLY GLAD THAT HES PARALYZED BECAUSE NOW HE DOESNT HAVE TO DO THE TERRIBLE THING YOU MANIPULATED HIM INTO AGREEING TO ARE YOU HAPPY RIGHT NOW??? ARE YOU???

-we’re really bringing Harrow into this y’all are torturing him beyond the grave

-but also that fact that there are so many people Callum probably talked to much more than Harrow but he was the one to snap him out of it says a lot

-“Destiny is a book you write yourself” adding this to my possible senior quotes list

-the cube just fell into hell??? And dream Callum turned to dust??? Does this happen to everyone the first time they use dark magic???

-not Corvus blaming Rayla for letting Ezran go when she was literally the one to try to convince him to let her go with him while Corvus just stepped out of his way

-Soren being so chill about this is both incredibly heartbreaking but also kinda funny ngl

-he literally just had to lie there and watch as his sister trashed his hospital room and got dragged out

-this dream started super deep but now Callum is… a sail???

-this whole episode had been a fever dream honestly the only way this could get worse is if someone dies

-“you’re making this easy for me, young king!” Dude… his dad just died?? And you’re more focused on beating him at hide and seek?? Show some respect??

-Aaravos’ expression looks super shady no matter what he’s doing or saying if they’re trying to hide that he’s a villain they’re doing a very bad job

-imagine thinking you just got the king of Katolis killed very shortly after the last king got killed and when you tell his friend (who just happens to be an elf, in fact, she’s one of the elves who was on the mission that killed the first king) she laughs in your face and tells you that your king (who is like 9 years old) can talk to animals and is now riding away on a banther, oh and also his brother the prince has been lying on the ground with two black eyes and yelling out random delirious things since you found them and you still have no idea what happened to him, like what would you even do

-me too man, me too

-“you big, dumb human” she says while looking at him with extreme concern in her eyes

-this dream is the most chaotic masterpiece I have ever seen

-YOURE JUST GONNA LEAVE ME LIKE THAT???

-I have school tomorrow and it’s 12:45 am, I have school tomorrow and it’s 12:45 am, I have school tomorrow and it’s 12:45 am, I have school tomorrow and it’s 12:45 am, I have school tomorrow and it’s 12:45 am

-screw it I’m watching the next one

Episode 9

-I just realized that we haven’t seen Claudia and Ezran interact one on one until now this is adorable

-the fact that they’re telling jokes while both of them are in horrible mental states

-so mom left and it was probably definitely because of Viren, but she’s the one that left her children with him so they’re both awful

-also why do I always just randomly remember stuff that seems totally unrelated but then it always gets brought up an episode later

-that phrase being passed down to the next person every time they have to talk about hard stuff

-is this thing with his mom made up because he was like 5-6 when she died but here he’s his current age???

-Now THAT symbol I know

-“I understand the sky arcanum” that’s it? That’s all you had to hear? …I don’t get it but cool ig

-also how does he know it’s the sky arcanum? Like it is because the primal stone was a storm? Like we know it’s the sky arcanum because the sky symbol lit up but I didn’t see a single thing in that dream that pointed to sky

-girl what the heck are you about to do to those deer that you need to send Ezran away for it

-ooooooh ok I totally get it now it took me a second

-this is awesome but doesn’t he only know like two spells

-oh shoot there’s always at least one person who needs catching up, oh boy

-very thankful that they didn’t show what she did to the poor deer nobody needs to see that

-oh no Claudia’s punishment for whatever she did was turning her hair into e-girl hair during the bleached front pieces trend

-STOP THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR A LITTLE BOY JUST LET HIM GO ON HIS FUN QUEST WITH HIS FRIEND AND HIS BROTHER AND HIS DRAGON

-DO THEY HAVE TO MAKE ZYM SOUND LIKE A WHIMPERING PUPPY THIS IS AWFUL

-are they still looking for Viren because they’re not doing a very good job he’s literally on top of a tower in plain sight

-oh great he’s a zombie again

-ok they zoomed in on the rocks sinking and I’m taking that as a bad sign

-the butterfly thing Viren has is giving hawkmoth

-I’m sorry but whatever Aaravos was doing in the mirror just looked like a bunch of Tik Tok dances

-the fact that Aaravos is inside Viren’s head, both figuratively and literally

-and Opeli of course wins because she’s the best

-why weren’t they running the whole time?

-ok so not only can Ezran suddenly see through Zym’s eyes but also Corvus just let him go on his shoulders and flap around without a second thought

-DRAGON DRAGON DRAGON

[goldenguillotines]

Naka also do you like plushies? And I’d so do you have any? :0

"Yep. Not a fantastical aMount.. but I got a feW I can shoW off."

"I got this lil black cat froM a date With My pitch .. We both Went ta build a beast and Made one that looked like the other. She Made Me this! Even got My coat n' everything. I do gotta say.. That Was a fun day.. till We got a little reckless and broke the stuffin' Machine.. Still think it's Zevires fault but eh. Who cares. Was a lotta fun."

"This baby seal.. It's Weighted! A bit heavy. Like holdin a brick not gonna lie. Me n' the gang Went to this funny little arcade together on My Wigging day last sWeep.. pooled the tickets that Mainly Were froM Mickey and Masayo.. Both of eM Made it soMe kinda coMpetition. Kinda silly. When We Went to get a prize We had enough for this lil fella! I gotta keep eM high up so Nikoli doesn't bite at it.."

"And this big guy? Well.. Heh.. I got it as randoM gift froM Aitreo.. I uh.. still don't knoW Why he really did it beside he said he got it froM soMe highblood shop but uh.. hehe.. I think he's real cute! My fluffy lil son. He kinda naMed hiM after Me.. kinda dorky cringe.. Nakaou Jr. But uh.. i kinda only pull hiM out if iM feelin extra lonely at night but that's betWeen us, ok?"

[evansencezz]

^(#｀∀´)_Ψ･･・･・･†_(ﾟｰﾟ*)β—SAY IT.—Kai Adachi x Thereain—*ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚

notes: WH-, man not again, jealousy, fake marrige, extreme jealousy, kissing, flirting, shy kai, threian is a fuckwit and i hope he dies, knives, trauma, yandere!thereain, not in title cause hes a yandere in every au, kai is kinda batshit crazy, blood, anger, blood mage, maya makes another apperance, fancy knife collection, pining, teasing, gonna kms, akari is kai’s older sister obviously, kai uses she/her/they, teacher x apprentince, the fuck is thereian’s problem. gambling, acohol, knife useage, mainuplation, smut, OH YEAHHHHH , this is absoutetly mind bending and moan, everything bro, this is so ngh, dawg im not even gonna lie to you theriean is really fucking hot in this, bitting, like lots of it, fucking, edging, sadism, masochism slightly, i cannot do this man oh god, merry christmas, fingering yep, ties, suits, hair pulling, nosebleeds, bruising, man this is brutual, consent is given, choking slightly, overstimulation, UH HUH, theriean does not know when to shut up, emotional abuse??, kai gets a little beaten up, extreme emotions, kai is despreate for theriean, kai runs into jiren, lenevery and ciel again, ciel being a little shit, ciel being a fucking flirt, ciel is kinda into kai??, theriean breaks kais wrist and gives her a bloody nose but not in the smut, porn with plot.

Kai sighed as she fixed the collar of her shirt. Another day of being in this hotel’s ressidence she guessed. It wasn’t too crammed though, and she adjusted it to fit her theme.

Still..her mood wasn’t the best today…she shook her head and opened her room door. Theriean was simply sprawled out on the hotel’s couch. He was watching the TV, his eyes flicking around.

He perked up when he saw her slide into frame. It was amusing how his attention immeditally drifted to her. He grunted and adjusted his posture slightly so he faced more her way.

“Good morning, Apprentince. What are you-..” He started but was cut off by him taking in her.

She wore a pretty red flowly shirt, the collar having the same necklace she always wore around it. It also had black webbed sleeves that had small lace openings and looked sliky.

They also wore a pretty basic red skirt, it having the same spider like black lacing. He would’ve assumed them to go for white instead, but it was nice. They also had red crystal earrings hanging from each ear and a red headband ontop, trying to sort her messy hair.

“Uh..is something wrong..??” She nervously asked, shifting.

The male snapped out of it and smiled at her.

“Nothing, you just look nice.” He complamented.

Kai grinned slightly before looking away. It was nice to be complamented by her crush, but she still hated something about it. It felt held back.

“So..what are we doing today?” She asked.

He hummed and shuffled around some more. Usually he would be so restless but it seemed like he kept staring at her.

“I think we can ask around the casino some more. Actually, do you want to split up today?” He pondered.

The long haired girl blinked a couple times. Split up?? Usually he would never allow something like that. He was paranoid of her leaving him, she and he both knew that.

“Split up..?” She echoed.

He nodded and leaned his head aganist his hand. His darker red eyes seemed to reflect her own.

“Yeah, split up. I think we’ll get around quicker if we do. Ah-but don’t go TOO far.” He explained before warning.

She sweated and pressed her lips into a line. This geniuley seemed what he wanted and who was she to object? He most certianely would raise a eyebrow at them if they started being defiant now.

“Okay!..” She hesatainetly agreed.

He still seemed to pick up on their emotion as he sighed. He finally stood up and walked around then, closely basically circling them. His hands were behind his back before he placed them on their shoulders.

“Don’t worry, you won’t miss me for too long.” He reassured.

The lighter eyed girl merly nodded as she could feel his smile from behind her. He was messing with her again. She could feel it in her soul.

“I’m serious, Kai..~” Theriean breathed out, turning her around.

She tensed, this was new?? Sure, he liked touching her but she thought it would only be a verbal remark.

She tensed further when his grin was in full view. It was a simple one, one that could probably make a basic girls heart pulse. And she was that basic girl.

But before anything really had happened, he pulled away. Like it was nothing. Her mouth fell into a open frown as she gazed at him.

“Let’s go then!” He encourged, moving further away.

She didn’t like it. She wanted to grab him and yank him back but she couldn’t.

He stared back at her before tilting his head. She was odd to him aswell. But it didn’t come off as anger, as theirs did.

The shorter shook their head and offered a tight smile.

“Right, let’s go.”

The pair ventured off-not actually a pair anymore. Kai was alone, again. Once they had reached the casino he immeditally caught somebody and made a motion for them to leave.

They clentched their hands into fists and looked down slightly. The streets were busy, of course. People smiled, talked to vendors, and conversed with one another. The blood mage just scowled further.

No one seemed to bother them, while they were by themself. Not that they cared, just something they noticed.

“Hey, you okay there?” A hand landed on her shoulder.

She immeditally froze and whipped around. Meeting two men, different. One had brunette hair and amber eyes. While the other had black hair and dark colored golden ones. From their auras, they didn’t seem to be related, or like each other at all in that manner.

Funnily enough, the brunette who had put his hand on her shoulder stared wide-eyed. It was like something familar had crossed his path but not quite.

“Oh..yes..sorry may I help you?” She tried to be polite.

The other male seemed to be a little more intrested now. He gave her a quick once over, seeming even more amused.

“Yeah, Jiren. Why did you stop an imporant looking person?” He mocked, nudging the other male.

Speaking of him, he seemed to not be amused at this. He shoved the other back before looking at Kai.

“You just seemed to be annoyed, orrrr’ thinking about something REALLY hard.” He added on.

‘Oh.’ The white-nette thought.

The slightly taller male scoffed and actually grabbed Kai. Her eye twitched slightly at the unwanted contact but hey, at least they weren’t in people’s way anymore!

“Just say they are eye candy, good gods.” He sarcastically hissed.

The red eyed girl blinked a few times in surprise but didn’t say anything. Jiren, on the other hand, glanced from her to the male holding onto her.

“Hey don’t they look oddly simaliar to akari?” The end of his question was blurred out.

Ciel made a sound of confusion and leaned closer to her. She turned a little red while leaning away but glared a little. God, it was really bad today, wasn’t it?

“Oh yeah, I do see it.” He hummed.

She waited for him to move back to the way he was, he didn’t. She grunted and grumbled under her breath while moving back a little more and standing straight.

“Again, I’m okay. I’m just looking for someone.” She explained.

Good enough. Also, she just now noticed, Jiren had a familar accent to him.

“Looking for someone? Well is it the love of your life? Because I think you just met him.~” Ciel smoothly stepped.

The female didn’t even notice when he slung his arm around her shoulder. He moved so smoothly and talked with a certian sleze.

Her throat seized for some annoying reason and her face heated. She hated how easy it was to get embrassed. Being pale didn’t help with their problem either.

“Aw, your cute!~” He contuined, after seeing their blush.

The long haired girl simply grumbled and looked away. The other male also seemed annoyed at this.

“Ciel, c’mon. If you don’t mind me asking, who are you looking for?” He pulled the dark haired one away and smiled at her.

She just now noticed how he seemed to have cat ears, albit scarred. It was like someone had cut them up. And he also had a tail behind him, it seemed docile for the moment.

Should she say something?? I mean, if she came back to Theriean empty handed..

“Heyyy’, that’s a really nice necklace.” Ciel noticed.

The other males eyes darted to her neck and blinked at the pendant hanging off of it. The red crystal shone with the sun and reflected.

“Ah..thank you it was a gift from my sister..” Kai answered.

The golden eyed male squinted before relaxing.

“Oh and..I’m just looking for a friend of mine.” She mummbled, glancing away again.

It was strange, these two were strange. Kai couldn’t get a good reading on them, espically Jiren. His natural aura seemed good natured, but now it was closed off.

Ciel was obviously a man with motives. His soul glew a murky red tainted with black and she wanted to crush it. Greedy.

“A friend?? They must be around here somewhere then. Can you give us a descripton?” The brunette questioned.

Now here came the difficult part. If they were too straightforward or hasty, they would probably be questioned for motives. But if they were vague it would be even more odd.

“Oh yes, of course! Uh..she has white hair like mine and blue eyes..she also about a inch taller then me..and was wearing something blue last time I checked..” They answered.

Kai hated describing Akari, she really did. She hadn’t seen her in years so how was she suposed to know the older hadn’t changed? What if she cut her hair, dyed it?

What if she was way taller now? What if she had changed gender? Though, Akari always seemed perfectly fine being feminine it ceritanly wasn’t something she could rule out.

“Huh..that sounds oddly simaliar to someone we know..” Ciel mummbled.

He shuffled on his feet, seeming in thought as the girl was. Although, she was reclusive, that was obvious. She didn’t like eye contact and she seemed to think a lot about how she worded things.

Some people wondered, questioned him on how he got a read on people so quickly. It was just body behavior, and she was trying to get a read on them too. Oddly catious.

“Yeah, that does sound like her. Hey, are you from around here??” The based man agreed before turning his attention back to her.

In all honesty, she did and at the same time, did not look from around here. She had the vibe and smell of magic, wasn’t too rare around here. It was the more..rich and dark vibe she gave off, everyone else here seemed to bask in sunlight.

While she seemed to shy away from it.

The red eyed girl blinked before sweat-dropping. Shouldn’t she had said something sooner?!

“Oh no, I’m not. I’m actually just here for a bussiness trip with my partner, you see.” She lamented.

“Partner?” Ciel repeated.

She smiled tensly and went to respond but someone bet her to it. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pressed closer to her.

“Husband, she means, right darling?” Theriean said.

Her face immeditally heated up and she looked away. It was embrassed for her for to be outed like this. But it was nice for him to reconqize her as a partner.

“Husband???!” The gold eyed male’s jaw practically fell on the floor.

Kai sighed and nodded. The male only seemed to press closer.

“Anyways, I assume my darling has already asked you the question? Where her friend is??” He questioned.

The white haired male blinked and contuined staring. He had a observing expression on his face, but it lightened when he saw Jiren. He immeditally darkened and pull the younger back.

Meanwhile, the other seemed to notice him. His eyes flicked around the others face.

“Wait a second..” He mummbled.

The blood mage scowled and tugged them. Then, turning on his heel he took off, wrist dragging them. They caught a glance behind them, Ciel looking confused and Jiren in shock.

The two that were running weaved in between the crowds. Some people shooting them looks, some not caring.

Both of them sighed finally as Theriean dragged them into a empty alley. Kai leaned over slightly, blinking rapidly and trying to get a good look at him.

“What the fuck was that?!” She bluntly asked.

The older adjusted his posture, looking behind himself slighty.

“You didn’t tell me you knew fucking Jiren.” He hissed.

The long haired girl moved one of her hands to fix her now messy hair. She also pushed it back from her eyes slightly so she could get a better look at him.

“I don’t know him!! He stopped me in the middle of the street! Your so paranoid, honestly!” She bit back, scoffing and leaning back.

That was it though, he reached his hand out and she went to slap it away but he caught her wrist. The poor thing pulsed and swelled under his hold and she grunted.

“Where’s this defiance coming from?” He questioned, staring at her wrist.

She nervously glanced at the same wrist before back to him. Was his presence always this suffocating? I mean, it always had the feeling of being watched around him.

“Did he taint you?” He asked.

She paled and tried to pull away but Theriean only scoffed and didn’t budge. She tried again and nothing happened once more.

“L..let me go! Your being soo…” She breathed out before trying to find the right words.

The marooned eyed male pulled the wrist closer and yanked it up, making her body tumble forward slightly. She would’ve fallen into him if it wasn’t for her digging her heels into the ground.

“So? Come on, Kai. What am I?” He echoed.

Her eyebrows furrowed, her wrist throbbed. Why was he so worked up in the first place?! He was the one who wanted to split the fuck up!

Yeah, that was exactly it. He had no reason to be angry!

“You have no reason to be angry! Your the one who wanted to spilt up in the first god damn place!” Her bright eyes glew brighter.

She finally pulled away and looked at him like he was insane. She clutched her wrist closer to her and quickly looked at it. It was completly cold and limp, she couldn’t even wiggle her fingers.

“You even broke my wrist!” She complained.

The older male had his eyes also trained on it. Before coming closer and making her back away further.

“I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to do that.” He apologized.

She only moved furhter back and he had is face in a lopsided expression.

“Whatever, Just stay away from me. And..you knew those two..?” Wrong move.

Her jaw was yanked forward this time and she winced. Her cheeks pulled back a little showing her wince expression.

“Only one of them. Two is worse then one, naturally though.” He mummbled, looking down at her.

The white-nette tried to move again but he only tightened his hold. They could try and use their magic, sure, but he would probably even get more hurt.

“Theriean pleas-!” They were cut off by him.

“Do you dream about this, apprentince?” He asked, raising his head a little more.

It was a odd question, did they dream about what exactly?? Him hurting them? Yeah sure, it was defentily something Kai couldn’t rule out. He was a powerful bloodmage that was a little unhinged.

“You do.” He answered it for himself.

Honestly, it was so easy to read the girl. She absoutetly sucked at hiding emotions, espically when it came to him. What? Was she a stupid highschool who had a massive crush on him or something?

Paethetic.

“Therie-!” She tried to speak again but he glared at her.

“How weak are you?? I mean, I knew you were at least in love with me. But seriously? Being a masochist is something else.” He rethortically asked.

She looked at him. His eyes showed no sympathy for her. In fact, he was probably enjoying this. But why??

“Your mistaken. I would never be in love with somebody who has their eyes on someone else.” She denied.

The meaning was a double edged sword. Her older sister had absoutetly no intrest in him, if anything she hated him. She obviously had more of a intrest in Jiren.

“Seriously? How dense do you take me for??” He hissed, getting awfully close to her.

She yanked away on accident, body reflex. But this time he let her go, a seering pain covering both his and and her nose. He probably wouldn’t have let it go if it wasn’t for that.

“Ack! What the-!” He shook his hand off, glancing at the burn mark on it.

Something that was actually red hot covered her nose and under it. She moved back furhter and raised her hand to wipe at it. Blood.

“You used your magic on me? Are you kidding me?” He scoffed out.

Kai really didn’t mean to, that was something she really hadn’t ment to do. She never wanted to hurt him, no matter even if he hurt her.

“I..I didn’t mean to..I don’t..” She tried to apologize.

The white haired male scoffed again and roughly yanked her up by the arm. Wincing at the searing pain on his hand he shoved the hurt hand in his pocket and yanked her closer.

His eyes scowered across her face before her nose. She could still feel the liquid searing into her skin and pouring. Some of it was already dried though.

He had a open frown on his face before sighing deeply and almost looping his free arm with hers.

“Come on, let’s go back to the hotel room. Clearly you can’t be out of my sight.” He said before grunting.

The younger looked away and bit her lip. This was so stupid. Maybe she shouldn’t have liked this clearly unhinged guy in the first place. He had always been slightly rough but not enough to draw blood.

Maybe he was just that angry with them.

In reality, they knew he didn’t really care about them. He was their pretend husband who pressed close to them and acted sweet. He was just upset because he couldn’t find the paethetic girl he had a crush on.

Honestly, fuck both of them.

The long haired white-nette grunted as they were practically tossed in the room. Theriean also entered and fiddled with the lock behind him, closing the door.

“Sit down, right there.” He ushered, almost pushing her onto the couch.

She had the urge to snap at him and say that he should get his hands off of her. He blinked at her before going somewhere else, she knew better then to get up though.

Maybe she should’ve stayed with the other two. This man that she was staying with wasn’t good for her, she knew that. His presence hurt and loved at the same time.

There was just something about him, something like posion to her. Kai could leave for a while, but he would drag her back somehow. And yet he didn’t love her.

“Here.” The said male sat down next to her and placed what looked to be like manual healing up things.

She looked at them, bandages, disinfectint and cotton. She wondered where he picked these up at.

“C’mere.” He beckoned, not waiting for her to actually do that.

He grabbed her shoulder and made her face him completly. He reached over with his other hand to grab the liquid disinfieint. He also dotted cotton on it once it was open before leaning closer.

A small red overcame the youngers cheeks as his face was right infront of hers. His eyes flicked back and forth before dotting the cotton on her cheek. It stung, apartenly she had been cut.

“I’m..I am sorry..apprentince..” He whispered, seeming more sincere.

The girl blinked a couple times. Was he being honest again? His touch seemed to be holding back, well obviously. It didn’t seem like he actually wanted to touch her for once.

“To be honest..you should be sorry..” She whispered back, hissing when he moved to her nose.

Damnit, she was overthinking again. Was that a warning for her to shut her mouth or what?! His eyes were focused on her injury though.

“I supose I was..jealous.” He contuined, scowl in place at that last words.

Kai’s own eyes went wide as they blinked a couple times. Did he seriously just adimit to being jealous?! They ment sure, they had got him to be possive a few times, but jealous?!

“Seriously?!..” She mummbled, sweat-dropping.

He had a blank expression on his face as he pressed the cotton harder on her. She shut one of her eyes as a reaction.

“Yes, it’s odd. I thought only my love could provoke such a reaction.” He explained.

She looked away. He was acting werid again, he was treating her way too nicely. But could you really blame her?!

“Jealousy is normal.” She clarrifed.

Theriean made a face and grunted, pulling the now blood soaked cotton away. There were still remints of blood but they were all dry by now. He wiped that back of his hand on her face, apprently getting more blood off.

“Your right, it is. I just thought that I would never feel something like that for you.” He agreed.

Was he basically saying that he didn’t feel anything for her?! Cause’ that’s what she was hearing!

“Yeah..?” She questioned.

The male leaned slightly away from her with a lopsided expression. His maroon eyes shifting to contect to the others.

“Yeah.” He bluntly said before sitting straight.

“But we’re fake married.” She added on.

“Maybe that’s why you felt jealous.” She tried to clarify.

The olders expression changed yet again. This time, his eyes firmly connected with hers and darkened. His mouth pressed into a straight line and it seemed like he loomed above her.

“Your so naive. Don’t you get it?” He hissed.

The female flinched again and leaned back, one of her hands supporting her. Was he going to hurt her again?! Just why was he so moody?!

“Theriean-!” She yelped when he pushed her somewhat softly down on the couch so her back was flat aganist it.

He hovered over her and his hande were by her sides. Her white haired sprawled aganist the couch and she turned red.

“I want you. Why do dress up for other people? Who are you trying to please?” He bluntly questioned.

She sweat-dropped and looked away. What time was it again? It seemed suddenly darker.

“I’m not trying to impress anyone! I just liked the outfit today!” Kai snapped.

He moved his face back a little and gazed at her. Her necklace hung sideways on her neck and covered her chest. Her skin was a little more colored now.

“Really? Don’t you trust me?” He asked.

She bit her lip and chewed on it. He always asked this question, of course she didn’t. Espically after earlier. It hurt so bad but she would be lying if she said she didn’t want to kiss him.

God, it felt so good but hurt so fucking bad.

“You know how I feel about that..” She replied.

The white haired male grunted and shuffled his hands so he leaned closer. Her eyes glazed over but she snapped back quickly.

“Shouldn’t you wait to do this with your beloved?” She leaned back.

It’s not that she didn’t want too, oh she did. The youngest Adachi just couldn’t believe he would forget about his darling so quickly. There was no way, but ahe wished there was.

“Shouldn’t you be stopping me or running away?” He grinned slightly and asked back.

The apprentinces body tensed. Was he serious?? The brighter eyed ladder really should push him off and run away. He would probably even listen if she said to stop.

“Do you want this, darling?” He quickly cut off their thoughts.

The red eyed girl only shrank back but nodded non-theless. That was all he needed to conect their lips and his elbows propped him up by her sides as his hands eagerly grabbed the sides of her face.

‘Oh my fucking god.’ Was the only thing repeating in Kai’s head.

He was so fast, almost too quick. One of his hands slowly and encourgingly rubbed circles onto her cheek while the other wandered.

She could tell he was smiling, he was so attractive. And he knew what made her embrassed or senstive, how unfair. He was a fucking tease.

The shorter yelped when he leaned into her further. Her hands were bent at a uncomfortable angle, it was like he was waiting for her to buckle.

Theriean bit her lip rather harshly and she sucked in a gasp of air. But before she could get too much, he slid his tongue into her mouth.

It wasn’t a completly bad feeling really. It was mainly the closeness of the whole thing that made her the most embrassed. She could practically feel the air he was breathing.

“Breatheee..~” He whispered, before going back to it.

She contuined to go at it with him, breathing through her nose. It was so embrassing to be told how to do something. Usually, they would just figure it out on their own.

“Your so weak for me.” He laughed while pulling away and breathing harshly.

They simply glared at him. He was so annoying, bothering them like this. He was still AWFULLY close too.

His right handed moved to her visible necklace and he looked at it. The gem reflected when he gently twisted it so light caught it.

“I will never get over how pretty this is..it really does suit you, even though I’ve never seen you without it.” He spoke.

The other underneath him plastered a nervous smile on his face. Why was she so nervous?? He was just adimiring somethin-

Oh.

His left hand had drifted to her hip and he had absent-mindingly started drawing shapes on it. Square, triangle, heart-wait, stop focusing on it!

“Kai?” He called, extremely lightly yanking on her necklace to bring her attention back to him fully.

The male had this innocent aura about him when he knew damn well. It was annoying, because then he would tease her about she was acting.

“What’s wrong?” He inquired, fingers digging into her hip harder.

Aganist her will, her eyes darted towards his left hand before back up to his eyes. His own pair followed the movement, softly mummbling something under his breath before smiling at her.

“Sorryyy..I didn’t notice..seems like you don’t hate it though, yeah?~” He mummbled before snarkly asking.

The long haired girl shifted slightly and pressed her lips together. Only to wince when he copied the movement with his other hand.

Now he was almost ontop of her fully, making her all the more nervous. A sick yet tightening feeling filled her lower stomach, she hated it. It was the feeling of nervousness mixed with something else..

Of course, the female had gotten the feeling before around him. It was only natural to feel things for your crush. She sweated.

“You have really cute reactions to everything, y’know? Have I ever told you that?” He rythtorically asked that it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Theriean was really igorant. And now he was getting cocky, of course she had noticed his behavior.

She jolted slightly when his face leaned closer, his eyes darting around her face but still somehow focused on her. His eyes had always had the habit of somehow pinning her in place. Usually it was in a bad way..

But she didn’t actually mind it this time..well..besides the tiny hint of obession she caught in them..

He leaned even closer and connected their lips. She grunted and accepted him. Did he even relize what he was doing?

One of his hands manged to get tangled in her hair. The taller also tossed the red headband she had in it aside, on the floor and her messy hair came back full force.

Theriean was surprised by how smooth her hair was! It was always shiny and soft looking of course, simaliar to Akari’s. That’s right, he hadn’t asked if they were related or yet, right?

Well whatever, now wasn’t the time.

The apprentince grunted again when he pushed impossibly closer. Her head was now slightly tilted back at the angle of which he held her hair. When she quickly peaked through her closed eyes, she found deep, half-lidded eyes observing her.

No, it wasn’t creepy. It seemed like he was doing it to guage a reaction to his actions.

He pulled away and shuffled her shirt down further, leaning to the right and opening his mouth. Theriean didn’t hold back as he bit down and she groaned.

He always had sharp teeth, obviously. But this actually hurt! He kept at the area before suckiing on it, probably creating a massive bruise. Then he quickly kissed it before making some more further down.

By now, the youngest Adachi’s face was bathed in red. People could wonder how she could come undone so quickly, they didn’t get it. She had wanted this for so long!

She muffled a moan by biting her lips harshly when bit right above her collar bone. Their neck throbbed and pulsed and their eyes glanced at him.

His own eyes were focused on her pale skin. He licked the wound he had caused and quickly moved them over so he could start on the other side.

He jolted though, when she placed her hands on him. Her own hands were actually shaky and sweaty like she was nervous. She was nervously looking at him, face even more red.

Before he could bite on her neck, he decided to speak.

“Love?” He inquired.

“I want to..touch you too..” She mummbled, extremely embrassed.

His eyes kept shifting to find hers, his mouth slowly twisting up into a open grin. He snickered, was he seriously laughing at her?!

She narrowed her eyes at him and was about to ask what was so funny but he quickly undid his collar. His already loose tie came undone with the motion and he tied her hands together. She didn’t struggle fully, not when she didn’t understand what was going on.

“No, that’s not how this works, apprentince.” He corrected.

His tone was mockingly soft, kind of like what he did when teaching her. It was basically like he was talking to someone who was stupid.

“What-I..i don’t??” She confusingly stumbled over her own words.

The man only snickered more at her confusion. He grabbed the silk tie, making her wrists move closer with the movement aswell. He raised them awfully close to his vision, before flicking his eyes to hers.

“This is about you getting what you deserve. Don’t worry, I won’t be too rough.” He explained vaguely before letting go, her wrists uncomfortably sitting with the motion.

She tilted her face slightly upwards when he leaned closer. Then, his right hand twisted her face so she was facing the other way, probably to give him better acess towards the other side of her neck.

“Mff!-~” She muffled a moan that threatened to slip out as he started working immeditally.

His right hand also seemed to be digging into the flesh on her face. Kai wouldn’t be surprised if he was lying about not being rough.

The red eyed girl grunted softly when his fingers on that hand smoothly slid to her lips. His thumb pried open her bottom lip softly and he mummbled something through his breath.

“Open.” And that was exactly what she did.

Once the girl had opened her mouth, a couple fingers where jammed inside of her mouth. She whined uncomfortablly but stopped squirming when he shoved them further down. She embrassingly focused and sucked on them softly.

His hands had always been attractive, pretty big really. But they were smooth even though they were pretty boney.

She almost accidentally bit down on one as his other hand had slid up her shirt. It wasn’t too cold, but not normal tempature for how hot it was outside. His fingers danced along her sides, leaving goosebumps in his wake.

“God, so senstive. What, you that needy or something’?” He casually questioned like he didn’t have his fingers in her mouth.

It was honestly sort of werid for him to drop the sort of proper tone he talked with. His words drew out and floated around in the air, not extremely heavy but carrying pressure with them.

“I’m not needy..” She manged to get out, before sucking on his fingers again.

‘Liar.’ Her mind hissed again.

The truth was, and everyone knew that she was. She pushed people away but they always seemed to come back. Kai acted like they didn’t like it, but that wasn’t true.

They did like it, alot actually.

“Oh, yes you are! Don’t lie to me.” He casually refuted again before moving his hand quickly up to her ribcage in warning.

The white-nette didn’t verbally respond, almost fucking trembling at the amount of shivers that went down her body. It was stupid, she hated how her body reacted.

Theriean loved how her body reacted. It was so obvious she had never been touched like this, not even by that whatever the fuckers name was?-Maya?? Yeah, her. He was her first, he was her everything.

The man really never considered having a geniune crush on her. And if he was in love with her, he wouldn’t hate it. She did make him react in ways simliar to his beloved.

He looked up at her as he smoothly circled his one hand to her back, to undo her bar. The clip greeted his fingers and he was tempted to stick his tongue out as he undid it to focus.

He sighed in relief when he also slid it off of her, she sqirmed a little. Atleast she worked with him a little bit. She had also been holding her fingers straight inbetween her teeth as this process occured.

His apprentince’s brighter eyes embrassingly fixated in his movements. He held up the garment to get a better look at it for a second, laughing at the newly flushed red on her face.

“Pretty, looks expensive.” Was the throw-away comment he made.

He tossed the thing on the floor and finally removed his other hand from the girl’s mouth. Her jaw seemed to almost crack once her mouth was able to close again.

He would change that.

His other somewhat wet hand followed his other hands movements. His eyes were also fixated on her face, waiting for something.

She immeditally shivered and tensed when his hands found her breasts. They weren’t massive, but still a good size for his hands. The soft skin immeditally tensed up and his barely even touched them.

“Ngh-!” She moaned out.

One of her eyes shut while one kept on his hands. He snickered harshly at this.

“Tam venerandus es, ius illud scis?” He asked.

She blinked a few times, how exactly was she suposed to respond to that?? For gods sake, she didn’t even know what language it was!

“Hu-Ack-!” She breathly questioned before yelping when his one hand pinched her breast.

“It’s latin, my love.” He simply explained.

They only made a sound simaliar to a harsh wince. What, were they suposed to give him a answer back?

He leaned closer and connected their mouths again. He really liked to seem pushing impossibly closer to them.

In reality, it made Kai nervous and wet. Everytime he shifted or pushed more pressure on them, something filled their stomach. It was probably anixety or stress from all the teasing.

Atleast when he was kissing them he wasn’t talking as much.

“Relax for me.” He whispered, before going back to connecting their lips.

The long haired girl hadn’t even noticed how tense her body was. His hands had moved to her ribcage to linger before smoothly going down to her skirt.

His hands teasingly rubbed aganist the very edge of it before giving in to her whines. He slid it down to her upper thighs, just knough so her pussy was showing.

Kai grunted when he shuffled her up by her lower thighs so she was almost sitting up. Her back leaned aganist the armrest and she peaked down at her with one lidded eye.

His pale hands peaked out of the ends of her skirt. Her legs and core practically radiated warmth.

“You ready?~” He inquired, voice light.

‘Ready for what exactly?’ was her question but she didn’t speak it outloud.

She simply nodded and was taken aback when he pressed insanely close to her again and slammed his lips aganist hers. It was like he never got tired of kissing her!!

She immeditally almost pulled away in reflex when he carefully slid her underwear aside. Theriean quickly followed after and captured her again.

He laughed slightly when she immedtially squrimed when his fingers barely brushed aganist her clit. His left hand held her left thigh in a tight embrace and the right one did all the work.

She also flinched when he shifted slightly again and seemed to be feeling around for something with right hand. He made a slight winning sound when he seemed to find what he was looking for, a small knife.

Her brighter eyes shot open and worredly looked at it. Theriean laughed slightly and twirled it in his hand.

“Here’s how this works, but if your not okay with it, let me know.” He warned.

The female only nodded meekly, eyes still trained on it. If by chance you were wondering what it looked like, it had a sharp and polished metal tip, the handle of it somewhat blocked off by his hand. But from what they could see it had carvings in it, from eyes to shapes and languages they didn’t understand.

“I’ll give you what you want, if your just honest with me. That’s it! But if your not, thennn..’~” He explained before trailing off.

His hand with the blade lightly traced a shape on her thigh. It made a slight scratch in it’s way, showing off how sharp it was.

“I’ll make you bleed.” He hissed, a smile on his face.

The youngest Adachi blinked a little before a nervous smile framed on her face. She didn’t mind, she knew she could at least be a little honest.

“Alright..” She replied.

Oh boy she was going to regret how confident she sounded. His eyes narrowed slightly but he still had a smile on his face.

“You sound confiedent. Are you exicted??” He bluntly asked.

The white-nette turned red and looked away. The smile whipped off of his face as his hand on her thigh tightened further and he raised the blade to her face. She sweat-dropped when he tilted it to gently graze her and bring her vision back to him.

“Answer me.” He ordered.

She gulped slightly and breathed shakily. He pressed it a little harder before glaring at her.

“Yes…” She mummbled.

The darker eyed one seemed satisfied enough as he removed it, but not completly from her face. His left hand danced closer to her bare pussy and finally, he slid his thumb over her bean.

She hissed and he had a grin on his face. How annoying.

“You want this?~” He teasingly asked.

Kai glared at him slightly but it faltered slightly as he looked more smug. She wanted to look away so bad, she wanted to slap his face. Her fingers twitched inside of the tie lace.

“I..yes..” She honestly answered, embrassed.

The red eyed male tilted his head slightly. He was already testing her, it was funny.

“Ack-!” She hissed when Theriean curiously slid his two other fingers down her slit.

Her eyes glazed over and her lip quivered slightly.

How adorable.

She whimpered slightly when he squinted his eyes and pressed the blade closer to her. She was already weak enough, who knew she was this touch-starved. He did.

“Your so senstive, only for me, right?” He inquired.

The brighter eyed one flushed a deep red but nodded anyways.

“Yes..” She answered.

A crooked, almost twisted smile overcame his face. He was insane, she knew that. But she never took him as the type of person who liked getting people hurt this much.

One of his fingers testingly teased around her dripping hole. She made a grimnace like expression and glanced at his eyes for a split second.

“Please…” She begged.

She watched him laugh in mockery a little. Honestly, he was having way too much fun with this.

“Begging? Really? Are you that despreate for me, pretty girl?” He harshly mocked.

They only grumbled something before slightly gasping when he pressed the blade sideways to their neck. It’s cold texture, already flaring up his bite marks.

“Remeber!~” The white haired male cheerfully reminded.

She sweated before making a lopsided expression. This made him raise a eyebrow.

“I..I love you..so much..” She confessed.

His expression changed, mouth in a open frown. He blinked a couple times before scowling, his one finger giving up teasing and inserting itself. She whimpered louder.

“Confessing at a time like this?! Ha! What kind of freak are you?!” He sarcastically asked.

She only moaned, trying to defend herself. This only effectivly made him look at her with fake pity.

“That was cute. Do you think about this alot, hm?” He kept questioning them.

They clentched their jaw together. Their mind was fogging over and his finger wasn’t even going that fast. It was just the length of his bony hands, and how it was so light but it was still there.

And the more they thought about it, the more worked up they got.

“Hey!-!” Theriean suddenly snapped, almost cutting them.

The shorters extremely flushed face became startled as they looked at him. He chuckled and mummbled something under his breath.

“Don’t go spacing out on me like that. You’ so focused on getting mind fucked or somethin’?” He sleazy asked yet another rytorchical question.

His other finger, that had yet to be inserted, well-inserted itself. They moaned and shut their one eye again.

“Ngh-no! I..I just-!” They stuttered out.

“Liar.” He spat, fake anger lacing his tone.

She grunted when he flipped the knife around towards her stomach. She was already scretched enough by his fingers, what was he gonna’ do?? Cut her open??

He pressed the tip closer to her stomach, basically ontop of it. She grimnaced and stared at it. His mouth was pressed into a firm line and for even more re-enforcement he removed his fingers from her.

She bit back a whine and only glared at him slightly. He almost thought about sliting her throat, but he didn’t. Instead, he whipped off his left hand on her thigh and snaked it up to her neck, holding her down.

“Quiet now.” He whispered, eyes flicking up to hers before back down.

The man tilted his head slightly as he pretty harshly cut through her stomach area on her shirt. Well, guess she’ll need a repair! Anyways, he poked the actual skin with the knife, getting not really a response.

She breathed in and out shallowly, watching the knife slightly move with her. But before she could get too comfortable, he tightened his hold on her neck and cut into her. Not too hard though, but enough too atleast scar.

“Fucking-! Theriean-!” Kai couldn’t even finish her sentences.

He only shushed her by squeezing even tighter. The girl couldn’t even make out what he was carving on her throughout the hot flashes of pain.

He squinted and finally pulled away after a few minutes. Her blood was hot, naturally of course.

He carefully looked at the dagger, covered in the stuff. His eyes flicked back and forth, espically when he loosened the grip on his apprentinces neck and the dagger closer to his mouth.

She bit her lip and looked away slightly, but not enough. She saw him stick the tip of the blade in between his teeth and making a licking sound. A slight hum and slizzing sound echoed around the room now.

After a minute or two, he pulled the blade out of his teeth and flicked his hand, making the blade dissapate. He whipped off his mouth off on his sleeve, staring at her with a open expression.

“There. Now even if you were to die I have a part of you.” He muttered mainly to himself.

His hands undid his collar more and the rest of his shirt. Her face flushed red and while she was looking at his body, she caught a glimpse of her own stomach.

It was littered in small, stinging cuts and deeper ones. This made it look like the main ‘desgin’ was almost stitched on. Speaking of it, there was a large-perfect heart carved into the middle and upper ribcage.

She paled slightly when she saw the amount of blood coming out. It didn’t look like a wound she would die from-still though! Her fingers twitched again.

Now, Theriean’s body was rather sickly, not in a bad way. He was skinny, atleast two ribcage bones visible, but not so weak that you could snap him like a twig. Across his lean, pale skin scars littered it. Her maroon eyes mainly focused on a large scar, going sideways.

It almost looked like someone slashed at him.

“Worrisome, I know. I’m fine though.” He seemed to pick up on their worry as he reassured.

His white hair swayed slightly as he leaned closer and basically hovered straight over her. They were confused before relizing what he was doing, taking off his belt and pants.

The female shrunk back slightly when he merly tossed his belt over his shoulder. His shirt still hung on him, completly open though. He then, somehow cutely stuck his to tongue out of his mouth as he focused on getting his pants off.

He seemed more eager now, they noticed. Not that it wasn’t welcome, it was just strange. He acted like they were the despreate one but did he see himself??

She blinked slowly as he finally got his pants off. It was embrassing to say, but he certianely wasn’t lacking. From what she could see, he had a impressive at least six inches on him and the thing wasn’t skinny either.

Then he got that look, that stupid smug look on his face. His grin was nothing sort of all knowing and also insanely smug.

He lifted his hands so he was now holding onto her hips. They stung uncomfortably from the cuts and she groaned.

“Hey, you want me to make up a safe word?” He questioned.

The younger made a baffled face, shouldn’t he have asked this earlier?! Maybe before he carved a fucking heart and cut her up?!

“Sure..” She sweat-dropped.

The male’s hands seemed to dig into their hips in thought. He looked away, thinking way too hard about this.

“How does Cheer sound?” He came up with one.

The ladder could not give a shit less, they were getting antsy. Just how long was he going to leave them hanging?!

“Fine! Now please-!” They bluntly answered before trying to continue.

The older only snickered slightly and rubbed his one hand up and down on their hip. The blood flow had started again, but it oddly didn’t hurt that bad. Just a dull throbbing sensation to remind them that they were, indeed bleeding.

“Okayyyy..” He lazily drawled out, not even wasting time.

The apprentince’s constant begging seemed to be getting to him. Because as soon as he removed the last layer of cloth, he inserted his dick into her throbbing pussy. She let out a pretty loud moan at this, fingers clawing into her palms.

“Fuck! Ha..wait..wait a second..~..” She tried to gain her breath back, panting.

He allowed this staring at her in intrest. Her core was blazing hot, normal considering her blood type. Everything was hot aganist his freezing skin, but he relized his tempature was probably the same for her.

“Wait? Aren’t you the one who was rushing me a few seconds ago??” He rytheortically asked.

The long haired other clentched her jaw and made a final hissing noise. God, how badly she wanted to wrap her own hands around his throat. She leered at him and his hands around her hips tightened impossibly harder.

“Okay..okay I’m..I’m fine..” She breathed out her consent.

The darker eyed one paused for a few more seconds before moving again. God, she was so greedy. Her core sucked him in with no hesitation. Not to mention, she was a virgin so she was insanely tight.

“Fucking hell..aren’t you lucky that I’m your first?” He hissed when thrusting forward.

She only whimpered when he laughed at her. He was so mean and cruel, of course she already knew that. But she didn’t actually believe he would actually act like this!

She could handle it though, but no way in hell was she going to be defiant. No matter how much her inner thoughts told her too. He could easily put her back in her place.

She moaned and her body, mostly her wrists jolted. He had found a good spot, well all of them were good spots really.

“Ngh!~” She moaned.

Theriean wasn’t nearly as loud as she was. Of course, he had his grunts and winces whem he was greedily sucked in. Speaking of, he almost growled when it hapened again.

“Jesus christ! Stop being so fucking needy.” He venomusly said before leaning over her and kissing her neck again.

She felt his hands also move to roam more around her body. When his hands grazed over her thighs, they tried to clentch shut. He grunted into the kiss and forcefully held them so he had more space.

Kai’s whines and cute moans where shut by him. It was like he chewed up all their words and disrespected them.

A sick cord built up in their stomach, tightening with every thrust. Their fingers that kept twitching dug into their palms, almost drawing blood.

The white-nette male laughed somewhat hoarsely at them. A wide open grin played on his face even though his breath was labored.

“You gonna’ snap or somethin’?~” He mockingly cooed.

She only shut one eye and laborly looked at him. Her own breath was panting and she could barely even actually get out a word without yelping or moaning.

Theriean’s one hand shifted to trace shapes along her neck. It honestly stupid, how she was so dishelved but she still had most of her clothes on. Shouldn’t he be the more dishelved one atleast?!

“Kaiiiii..!~” He called out her name softly, making her blush an insane red and sweat.

She could feel his hand slightly poke and squeeze at her neck. He was messing with her. He knew what he was doing and seting off.

“Stop teasing..” She begged.

The grin on his face only seemed to widen further. His hand that was near her neck gave a soft squeeze and she could feel the cord become impossibly tighter.

“But your just soooo’ cuteee! Your reactions are making me like this.” He defended, basically obessing over her.

The brighter eyed one liked it, she liked being obessed over. Espically when he praised her, at least he wasn’t fully making fun of her. Did she also mention how much hotter her blood seemed??

“Come on, break for me already, darling.” He spoke, something in that tone of his.

She could feel her body seizing up and her throat aswell. Stuff almost like waves came over her, but the cord didn’t snap completly.

“Ha!~ I can’t..I can’t..mhh!~” She struggled to form a sentence.

The man merly moved his one hand to her hair and burried itself in it. Actually rather harshly tugged on it. She almost bit her tongue as her whole body seized up and the cord finally snapped.

“Mgh!~” She whined.

It was like electrical shocks getting sent althroughout her body.

The older of the two stared at them as they finally relaxed after a while. He had stopped moving just to get a better look at them. He then, made them yelp as he roughly grabbed their hair and yanked back.

“I hope you didn’t think we were finished here. Hell no. I am going to break you, Kai.”

END

(WOOOO CRACKS NECK AGAIN AUTHOR GRIND IS A REAL THING)