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NEW PYRO CRUMBS NEW PYRO CRUMBS I HAVE RABIES I CANT SCRWAM LOUD ENOUGH ABOUT THIS GOOD LORD
#FUCKKKKKKKK THEYRE BACK#AND THEIR OUPPY TOO#SEDATE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE#YOU DONT GET IT IM GONNA CRY#PYRO#THEY'RE HERE#AND WE GET TO CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS WITH THEM AND THE CREW#PYROOOOOOOOOOORR#+ OFFICIAL SUPER RARE PYRO WITH VISIBLE EYEBROWS#I WON. I WON#ME PERSONALLY#THEM LIVING HAPPILY EVER AFTER WITH THEIR DOG WAS SPECIFICALLY FOR ME#yall dont fw them like i do i swear to god#im sosososososo happy#tf2#tf2 comic spoilers#the days have worn away#tf2 pyro#pyro tf2
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i think i said this before in one of my comments, but im itching to read bootstraps and spider bites again, im just impatiently waiting for it to marinate so that it feels like im reading it for the first time again, because oh my days i loved it so much! i just loved the way you characterised maria and nat !! just felt like i needed to let you know that it is being added to my hall of fics !
no pressure to reply to this btw ! just wanted to let u know how much it impacted me !
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snow day âźď¸âď¸
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#this took me sosososososo long . im dying#but im SO HAPPY WITH IT#just noticed Walter would be in a wheelchair tho . fuck my entire life#please please pretend u donât notice#dndads#dungeons and daddies#ok here goes#walter the immoral#paeden bennetts#Doug the intern#Jodie Foster#scam actually#nick close#nicholas close#ron stampler#Glenn close dndads#lark oak#sparrow oak#grant Wilson#terry jr#henry oak#darryl Wilson#erin o'neil#digital art
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YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY THIS HAS MADE ME FLOWEY CONTENT IN THE NEWSLETTER I COULD ACTUALLY SOB/POS
#iggy ramblings#LIKE ACTUALLY IM SOSOSOSOSOSO HAPPY RN#im so glad we get more of him and papyrus being best friends too LIKE IM GONNA EXPLODE#undertale#undertale newsletter
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Man, I know this isn't really anything new to anyone who's in the right audience and is going to be entirely incomprehensible to anyone who isn't. But I really am just enjoying 100 Kanojo ('The 100 Girlfriends Who Really Really Really Really Really Love You') lately, and I really gotta echo that it's a surprisingly great example of positive polyamory!
The last episode of the anime really impressed that on me, that it's not *just* about being poly-positive insofar as it supports the harem. When Hahari talked about still being in love with Hakari's father, I was really expecting some cliche advice about how he'd want her to move on and be happy, blah blah blah. But no: Rentarou tells her there's no reason why she can't love both him AND her ex all the same!!
It's not the sort of thing usually associated with polyamory, but I've seen it brought up in poly circles as an example of toxic monogamy, that current partners are supposed to *despise* their partner's exes, and that people are supposed to never have any relationship with their ex or it comes across as 'unfaithful.' I've even seen widowers saying they relate strongly to the poly community even if they're technically monogamous, because they can only ever love another person *in addition* to their old spouse, and any new lover will just have to be okay with that.
And then it goes even further when Rentarou meets the ghostly spirit of Hahari's old boyfriend (or maybe it was just a dream~?), and once again, Rentarou shows not so much as a lick of jealousy or possessiveness. Rather, he clasps hands with him as a comrade, as someone who made Hahari very happy back in the day, and as someone he still would like to make proud alongside, working together to keep making her happy! (And then the spirit is so satisfied that he has no earthly connections anymore and ascends from ghosthood... which is a bit convenient but which is also funny in context, so. Well!)
But honestly, even aside from all that... I'm reading the manga now, and it's just so. Refreshing. To see a romcom like this where everyone is just so happy and in love all the time...? Harem manga sorta have a reputation for everyone beating up on the protagonist, and of course all the silent angsty pining that lasts unendingly for hundreds of chapters because the 'plot' can never actually be resolved until the story is over. But in this story, everyone really does win! And that doesn't make it less interesting: it's still so crazy and weird and dumb, and just seeing all of these characters bounce off one another and be themselves is entertaining enough without the need for external stresses.
And that all just makes it so... almost wholesome? Everyone is so happy!!! And it isn't boring at all!!!!! Everyone really really really really Really loves each other (the protagonist even more than the girlfriends, if anything), and they gush over romantic stories and get really excited about kissing their boyfriend/girlfriends and love and support their entire family, and it fills me with such warm and fuzzy feelings that I really can't think of anything else to compare it to!
It's just so nice. Characters who really, genuinely love and like each other and work hard for one another and get what they want. And also, truly wacked-out comedy that has made me laugh aloud just reading it.
It's just great. It's so, so nice. :)
#don't know how to express myself here hahahaha#just woke up this morning like. yknow what???? im gonna make the post#so im probably phrasing this all badly but WHATEVER#they just really love each other!!! including the girls!!!!!!#are there things to be said abt how the girl/girl friendships and even maybe romances are more easily respected#because girl/girl relationships aren't seen as a threat to m/f ones?#or the way Papari disappears before he can really continually exist alongside Rentarou and interact with Hahari?#yes#BUT ALSO#HAVE YOU CONSIDERED#it's just sosososososo happy and loving and sometimes it is okay to just enjoy that :)#hyakkano#100kanojo
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ITS HERE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
#sodaposts#omg omg omg omg#scarland artbook#hermitcraft#im sosososososo happy the quality is so good#it came early!!!!! holy crap!!!!
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Youâre so annoying â¤ď¸
(jk, I love you [platonic])
ABFVBGJGNFF I LOVE YOU TOO (also platonic)
#i have been thinking#im sosososososo grateful to have you in my life#like you are genuinely my best friend#im not exactly sure how that happened but it did and i honestly couldn't be more happy about it#â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
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GOT AN A ON MY SHAKESPEARE ESSAYYYY
#second A since starting college!!!!#soooo happy :)#to me My essay was sosososososo flawed so im!!!#it was called âShakespeare fascism and filmâ#and was a comparison/study of the use of fascism on the production design of#richard iii 1995 and titus 1999#i had a lot of fun but it was also 3000 words with a word limit of 2000-2500 lol#to be.txt#:3
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I FINISHED THE FIRST DRABBLE OF THE FANFIC AAAAA
#tbh its just gonna be a bunch of drabbles together#im sosososososo happy how it turned out#lin beifong#fire lord izumi#linzumi#lin x izumi
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JQHDJWBDKWBDJANDKANDKSNDKWNRNAJDBAK I WON THE 50/50
IN GOING TO CRY
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[reblog 4/4] - đŤĄ
ehem, let's dive back in:
the aftercare... the aftercare almost made me sob because HRKEGHKEHGKR THEY'RE IN LOVE WITH HER I'M CRYING
the thumbs up hidden by the hoodie was so adorable and so incredibly soft and I'm a loser in love and and and- AND--
OUR- OURRRRRRR---- the way seonghwa just slipped right into the relationship,,, it was so easy, so comfortable, so perfect. and now I'm a puddle of human goo on my bedroom floor waiting for someone to scoop me up.
this is not okay. you shouldn't be allowed to do this.
the moment when the last puzzle piece slots into its rightful place, when plans begin form themselves, when you start to look forward to spending your days surrounded by two men who showed you nothing but unconditional love and adoration.... I'm... done.
ENOUGH
you went from "one dick in your mouth and the other rearranging your insides" to "I'm gonna make your heart beat so fast you die feeling warm and happy and loved" SO QUICK I ALMOST PASSED OUT
bai... I know I said a lot of things yesterday after reading this (tbh I don't remember wtf I said but I remember being emotional as heck-) but... I'm genuinely at a loss for words rn. I don't think 4 reblogs are even enough to express how thankful I am to have you in my life đĽšđ
ily so so so so so so so so (....Ăn) much;; this fic and your existence in my life have made me feel so special, loved, comforted,,, happy. thank you so much my bai, I'm sending you infinite hugs and kisses đđ���� mwah mwah mwah
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HAPPY (slightly belated) BIRTHDAY @cheollipop !!!!!! Nora I love you so so much, and when you asked me to do a lil birthday request for you I could not be more honoured. Thank you so much for existing, being the beautiful kind person that you are, thank you for sharing your art and your wonderful mind with all of us; I am wishing you happiness, love, health, luck, all the best and more <33 Smooches and huge hugs
đ pairing: bf!wooyoung x f!reader x best friend!seonghwa đ genre: smut, pwp, fluff, established relationship into a poly relationship đ summary: making wishes on shooting stars, on burning candles, you wanted one thing to come true. seonghwa and wooyoung are more than willing to celebrate the birthday girl. đ wordcount: 7.0k đ warnings/tags: poly relationship formation, language, an interesting kind of birthday party, slight(?) woohwa - relationship is a product of FICTION and does not imply ANYTHING in reality, food/eating, birthday wishes, woo being a menace, stalling hwa, a lot of love and acceptance, questionably edited (in true bai fashion), first poly fic so... yes; lmk if anything else đ a/n: wishing everyone love and kindness. happy birthday nora, ilysm and i hope you enjoy!
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đ nsfw tags: soft dom!hwa, switch!woo, sub leaning!reader, blowjobs (yes, in plural), the lightest bit of degradation (not towards reader), praise, petnames (love, sweet, pretty...), throatfucking, cum in mouth + swallow, eating out + fingering, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), cum inside, threesome (why yes, two at the same time), soft aftercare, a lot of affection
âHwa, do you know where-â
âTop cupboard on the far right. Behind the glass noodles packet. And no, not the blue packet. The one on the right. I told you it would be better to put it in a different cupboard.â
â... hey thatâs⌠uh⌠okay⌠thanks.â you gave up quickly enough, fully aware that, no matter what retort you would make, Seonghwa was right. But he would never force you to change your habits and preferences even if he desperately wished so, because then who would ask him where the ingredients were in their own kitchen?
He knew you. Knew you better than you did. Seonghwa knew where you put things, knew what you truly meant when you spoke, knew how you felt depending on how you walked. Down to the tiniest tilt of your head or a raise of the eyebrow, he tried his best to read every nuance and learn every interpretation, and even after years of friendship, you were still his favourite story. If he could, he would never take his gaze off you, simply because in you he had found the tale that he always wanted to be part of.
As Seonghwa watched you reach for the bag of icing sugar - the product of you having forced your way into the preparations for your birthday after convincing him with your very best attempt at puppy eyes that you wanted to âshare the burdenâ, he could not help but follow every movement. Biting his lower lip, Seonghwa desperately wished to lull his mind before it began to yell, though judging by the way his breath had gotten shallower as you lithely stretched towards the shelf, it was a bit too late for that, and instead he had to continue kicking himself. Over, and over, and over again. That he was stuck in the cliche scenario of being a lovesick best friend with no chance of ever even admitting his feelings.
It was easy to fall in love with you. So easy, in fact, that he had not noticed until it was far too late, and there was no room for you to hear his confessions. Frankly, had he been quicker on his internal uptake, Seonghwa had at least a year in his favour before the âofficial roadblockâ showed up. But no. Instead he had to be all blushes and smiles, trips to the Lego store and Star Wars movie marathons without any steps forward. Why? Because the last thing he wanted was to ever let you go. And to attempt to change things, even if Seonghwa desperately sought it, implied that the risk of you banishing him from your life would grow exponentially higher.
He could never see you as a stranger. As a daydream? Sure. As a fantasy? Undoubtedly. But as a passing face, a figure that would simply disappear from his heart and mind? After all that you had been through, the ups and downs, the trials and terrific successes, you were a permanent presence in his life. Perhaps even the epicentre of his musings, especially in the last few months. Because over this time, suddenly, he was not quite confident in his reasoning for your bashful smiles, the glimmer in your dazzling eyes, the lightness in your every step. Or at least, was not quite confident that it was ever him that caused you to act that way anymore. Seonghwa had grown too comfortable being around you but not with you, assuming that these two were the same thing. He had grown accustomed to kissing you on the cheek in greeting and in parting because that was âwhat friends didâ, even though it was so far from the truth. Many times he had been questioned about your relationship, and he would simply brush it off. Apparently he did that too well. So well that you had been brushed away too and right into the arms of his own friend. Seonghwa, being the overly confident fool that he was, introduced you to Wooyoung, and watched as your acquaintanceship bloomed into friendship and soon enough into you calling that man your boyfriend. Your significant other. Any affectionate name or title that you would choose for him simply reminded Seonghwa that he had lost in the race to your heart. Nevertheless, his passions did not subside. He tried to extinguish them, tried to speak casually and behave cooly, but that only backfired when both you and Wooyoung only amplified your kindness, insisting that he needed to âbe taken care of tooâ, and doting on him until all there was left for him to do was to admit to himself that he was deeply, unchangeably in love with you, and even the presence of a boyfriend could not deter him anymore. In fact, perhaps due to his close relationship with Wooyoung, he only felt that he would simply be a nice addition. Fit into your life like a puzzle piece, complementing both you and your boyfriend perfectly. He was perfectly aware that Wooyoung could satisfy you in ways that he couldnât, but at the same time, Seonghwa knew you and Wooyoung, and thus could guess exactly how he could create the ideal harmony.
This was why he had jumped at the opportunity when you had messaged him with discussions for your birthday plans. You were never one to organise large gatherings, but even then the event turned into a family celebration to which Seonghwa was automatically invited. As such, when he heard that you wanted a more âintimateâ setting with just a couple of people and only your favourite things, his brain went into overdrive. A couple of people. As you had explicitly stated as soon as you invited him - you, him and Wooyoung: the most important people in your life, your past, present and future. The words had made his heart ache as he rapidly accepted the invitation and now found himself in the same kitchen as you and your boyfriend, feeling anything but like the odd one out, the third wheel.
It was in the lingering touches as you passed by him, the welcoming glances from Wooyoung as he would gingerly sidestep to get an item from another part of the kitchen, and some piece of information, a secret, strung tightly in the air right above his head and shooting between the two of you that resulted in what Seonghwa wanted to label as something reminiscent of smugness. Occasionally, you would look at Wooyoung and raise an eyebrow, as if you were waiting for some kind of instruction from him. This had led the latter to behave more freely, every bit a sly fox as he spoke in euphemisms, symbols and symphonies of comedic artistry that left Seonghwa baffled. Wooyoungâs attentiveness to the older manâs every reaction was astounding. From a light touch on the shoulder when they slumped as he was uneasy from a new mess made during cooking, or to a wink thrown in his direction as Wooyoung noticed him stiffen as you ambled past his form, hands on his waist to balance yourself as you squeezed between Seonghwa and the island counter.
A couple of hours later, in his peripherals unfolded the beginning of what he could only mark as a pivotal moment in his life. You called Wooyoung over casually, not giving a sign that there was anything particular that you wanted to ask, and how he embraced you, his chest pressed against your back only made Seonghwa want to sigh, wondering how it would be if he were to be able to do that limitlessly, instead of always worrying where his hands were, how long he should hold you, whether the action was making you uncomfortable. All he wanted was to be able to drift into a paradise with you in his arms, and feel your heart beating in unison with his. Voices dropped into a whisper, and inadvertently, Seonghwa caught himself half-closing the tap to reduce the cacophony it produced for even a little slip of a conversation to fly in his direction. To no avail - with barely any exchange between you, you and your boyfriend appeared to speak in codes, aside from one unexpectedly sultry gaze from you that sent Seonghwaâs mind reeling.
There was not much left for you to consider. It had been clear to you since a couple of years ago that you were not platonically indifferent towards Seonghwa. He was the subject of your desires, had appeared multiple times in your wildest dreams, and was both a source of comfort and agitation because, despite him always âbeing thereâ for you, you wanted more. You needed more. He was like an unreachable star who you were inexplicably drawn to, and even though you had ample opportunity to be with him, and were close, it was not enough. The lightyears that separated you left you unsatiated with the relationship, because you wanted to give Seonghwa love. And more of it. With every moment that had past, you had found yourself flying deeper and deeper into outer space in the hopes of reaching this lonely star and share with it your own shine, so that together, you could be brighter than ever before. You prayed for shooting stars in the sky, so that you could make wish after wish, asking the same thing every time: that he would take the step and reveal the meaning behind his glimmer when you were around, that he would utter the words that you wanted to hear, that he would feel the same. But no such thing. You had been left in suspense - a grey zone from which neither of you dared to venture.
That was, until Wooyoung had entered your life, and set the ashes on fire. He was perceptive, a dreamer and a doer, not stopping at a set routine, always ready to find the optimum if it meant sharing happiness. To him, the situation was easy. As soon as he discovered that you were in love with Seonghwa, he took it upon himself to observe his friend, only to burst into a fit of laughter at just how oblivious both of you were, and how lucky he was to have both of you in his life along with the ability to let it all fall into place. The plan was easy enough. Without giving too much detail, Wooyoung proposed that Seonghwa needed to be shocked into a confession, and you agreed. After all, what harm could an attempt do when your feelings had reached a point of no return? You had naively believed that Wooyoung was going to approach this carefully, cautiously, likely because you had dared to believe that a flame could not be scalding, but no such luck. What you wished for, was a sacred plea to him, and he was not going to make the birthday girl wait for longer than she had already done. As soon as he moved away from you and pretended to return to his duties as chef, he lit the match and dropped it into the sea of sensual gasoline.
âYou know that Y/N loves you, right?â Wooyoung shot through the silence, words sharper than a knife. Seonghwa turned his head to face the man beside him, only to see someone so nonchalant, almost bored, that he could not help but question the words. You were still, aside from the fingers that flittered across the counter, drumming as erratic as the one in your chest.Â
âHa, very funny, yeah.â he responded with forced joviality, trying to refocus on washing the dishes even though he knew this was futile. The rhythmic chopping stopped and out of the corner of his eye Seonghwa could see your boyfriend put the knife down onto the cutting board.
Rapidly placing the dish he had been scrubbing onto the drying rack, he cleared the space for Wooyoung to wash his hands. This new quiet wave, accompanied only by the running tap was more deafening, oppressive, all-consuming as the phrase echoed around Seonghwaâs mind. âShe loves youâ. This had to be some kind of test; Wooyoung was known for his tricks and banter, so it was not beyond him to spit out the wild notion just to see how his friend would react. For that extra bit of knowledge. But he gave away nothing, so he looked at you, and was pierced by your gaze. The dazzling eyes, galaxies enveloping him, drawing him in as if to command him to accept the question as the truth.
Wooyoung took his time, fully aware of the attention that was on him, and the growing distress in which Seonghwa found himself. But that only fuelled his desire to say nothing. To keep the suspicions and hope floating in the air and in his control, and have Seonghwa right where he wanted him, or more specifically, where you wished Seonghwa would be. Wooyoung watched as the water trickled over his skin, and let his mind wander. You were stood behind him, frozen in one spot as you ogled Seonghwa, waiting for any more words from him or from your boyfriend. Clutching onto a towel, you were attempting to curb and ignore the butterflies that flew to your stomach as you witnessed the change in your best friendâs eyes which could only be described as a deepset, long-concealed affection that had finally been given the opportunity to breathe. Perhaps there was a chance for change, just as Wooyoung had told you before Seonghwaâs arrival into your home. You had been explicit in your feelings when Wooyoung had asked you out, and truth be told, he had expected it; it had been surprising enough to discover that you were, in fact, single, and not on the verge of celebrating a honeymoon, so to hear that you harboured less than platonic feelings for your friend felt only natural.
Even if you had not told this to Wooyoung specifically, it was obvious: you changed when you were with Seonghwa. The very image of serenity, you carried yourself with unparalleled grace when he was by your side. Though you did let your playful and carefree self through, it was always less for companionship but for comfort that Seonghwa readily provided. He was an anchor for you. Your beacon of light that you trusted with your life and more. He was more than important - he was essential. Your clarity. Maybe if Wooyoung was foolish enough, and you had not revealed the longing you had for the taller man, he could have passed it off to be simply an example of platonic soulmates, two people who had gone through so much together that it was not possible for either of them to exist without the other. Not because they were dependent, but because they were one anotherâs âhomeâ. It was clear that platonic boundaries had been long forgotten between you and Seonghwa, only a large question mark remaining, and neither of you daring to turn it into a full-stop and call things what they were. Wooyoung could see the yearning burning within you, how you hoped for your friend to take that next step any time you called or spent time together. Even in Wooyoungâs presence, you were unabashedly drawn to the other man, and that, interestingly enough, made him fall even deeper for you. Your unparalleled ability to give love astounded him to no end, and ignited within him the desire to provide, the desire to show you that you were more than worthy of not only his love, but the love of the first man who had become a part of your universe. Seonghwa simply needed a gentle nudge in the right direction, Wooyoung had decided, and he was the one who was going to give it - a birthday present from him to you, and a belated one for his friend.
"Listen. She. Loves. You. Isn't that right, hm?" You could only nod, attached to the scene unfolding before you with predator-like focus. Your boyfriendâs words: so simple, and yet so hard-hitting that you almost laughed at the shocked expression on Seonghwaâs face, only just barely being able to contain yourself as it transformed into one that oozed trepidation.
Wooyoung promptly shook the majority of the water droplets clinging onto his hands as he closed the tap, and methodically dried them with the towel hanging from a hook attached to the sink cupboard. He discreetly observed Seonghwaâs rising nerves, barely able to stifle the smirk, threatening to break out across his lips due to the satisfaction brought on by the suspense that he had conjured. Anxious, confused, but above all, timidly delighted in the sly off-handed comment. Without a doubt Seonghwa was trying to guess what Wooyoung had planned, and the latter could hardly contain his excitement. Perhaps in some ways, he was being selfish by being the instigator of something he too had been wishing for since you had started dating, but the older maleâs burning stares and lingering gazes that had commenced as soon as he walked through the door into the apartment served as enough motivation - all that remained was the final spark.
He walked up to Seonghwa until he was in a dizzying proximity, scrutinising him through half-lidded eyes. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he beckoned the man to turn his head and face him, and asked you to come near with a quick flick of the other hand. Scoffing at the unceremonious expression of power, you bit your inner cheek to suppress a snarky remark, aware that Wooyoung was only working in your favour. Never before had you seen your best friend this on edge, simultaneously disoriented and yearning for more, glances darting from Wooyoung to you and back. Bored from the lack of a progression, your boyfriend decided to cease stalling.
"Right. How is it that you, and you, two pretty best friends, spend years together, and not once get with one another?" you could see the bobbing of Seonghwaâs larynx as he swallowed some spit. His eyebrows furrowed, and he tilted his head as though to check if you agreed with what was being said. Upon seeing no easily readable reaction, he muttered:
"What?"
"I can hear the gears moving in your head Seonghwa, what's your answer?" Wooyoung was not letting up, the tension getting to him, leaving the world a climbing haze. Every single one of his senses appeared to be elevated, accentuating every sound, every smell, every twitch of his muscles against his clothes. It was impossible to contain his contentment as he took not of his friend readjusting how he was standing, as if there was a certain physical discomfort beginning to give way. Wooyoung knew well enough as to what it could be, and as such, cut off every single one of Seonghwaâs attempts to steer the conversation in a different, lighter direction.
"To-"
"Do you love her too?"
"But-"
"Seonghwa, do you trust me?" seeing as the taller man was not letting himself reveal his desire to simply lock you in his arms, the need contained in his burning orbs only, Wooyoung decided to slightly switch tactics bringing in their closeness as friends, as two people ready to blur the lines in search of that sensual perfection.
"Of course."
And you know that I trust you too, right?"
"MhmâŚ"
"So?"
"IâŚ" Seonghwa picked at the sleeve of his light blue sweater, unable to face you. He felt he was too close to ruining the years of friendship that had been so carefully built up, all because of Wooyoung. The man was surely joking, he had to be. In no way were you-
Your hand grazed his upper arm, forcing him to look back up and meet you. Ever so tender, ever so caring, it was as though you were admiring the starry night sky when you revered him - it was not too far from the truth, considering that this wondrous man was indeed, who you saw as your universe. As a keeper of stars, someone who you desperately wished would envelop you and adore you and let you and Wooyoung adore him just like you had wished, year in, year out.
"Did you short-circuit?" Wooyoung asked, voice dropping into a whisper.
"A bit."
"Time for extreme measures."
Eyes impossibly wide and cheeks going red, Seonghwa could only stop and stare as Wooyoung pulled him towards himself and plant a fervent kiss on his lips. Before he could push away the man had already pulled back with a satisfied smirk, only to turn to you and wink before leaning into another kiss. You swore you could taste Seonghwa on his lips, sweeter than you could ever imagine. Melting into the sensuality, you could feel excitement rising in your chest. The intensity heightened, and you felt your boyfriend's hands snake around your waist all the while, upon peeking, you saw Seonghwa's blazing, darkened orbs studying you. His expression was unreadable, first clenched, lips slightly parted, and only one question on his mind: 'how dare he?'
"So, how does he taste? Sweet, right?" Wooyoung asked you, voice laden with mischief and anticipation for what would be a dizzying paradise.
"Better than I could have ever imagined."
"So this was your plan?" Seonghwa broke the momentary silence, a newfound hostility with notes of unbelievably strong craving. His tone dropped lower, until it was all that you could focus on. One hand travelled to his lips, fingers cautiously touching them, in disbelief at what had just unfolded. With a smirk the man reached for you, forcing your arms to fall from your boyfriendâs shoulders, where they had found themselves when you kissed, pulling you close until his hips were pressed against you, revealing the true effect of Wooyoungâs teases.
"Ye-"
"Because it fucking worked, alright. To answer the question, yes, I do love you. Longer than he did. And yet here he is, pulling rank, huh?" giving Wooyoung a side-eye, he muttered.Â
"Oh yes, of course Hwa."
"Well aren't you getting overly friendly..."
"Depending on what you are gonna do we're about to get even friendlier than that." Seonghwa took a deep breath, eyes fluttering shut. Barely audible, you backtracked, feverishly trying to explain the thought process, the story behind this little ploy, a wave of fear inching closer to you as you felt your friendâs fingers dig into your side, breathing becoming more ragged, shallower.
"Wooyoung and I had talked about this for the first time when we started dating. I need you Hwa. He needs you too. And⌠well⌠yeah. That is⌠our side of the story, so⌠I'm sorry we should have just sat you down and talked or something-"
"Seems you didn't get a good enough taste since you are still talking."
"Oh?" Wooyoung raised an eyebrow, the switch in his friend's attitude catching him pleasantly off-guard.
"Tell me what's my limit." Seonghwa addressed you, his face barely an inch away from yours, hot breath against your skin, leaving you aching for more, for him to take the final step and let your history burn.
"None."
"Neither of you?" he looked at Wooyoung, who was observing with a wolfish grin, hand running through his hair.
âI think we have all waited long enough.â
In a matter of a single moment, a spark, Seonghwaâs lips were on yours, leading you into the paradise which you had been isolating exclusively to your musings. It was intoxicating, all-consuming, making you feel as though nothing else existed, and that you had been given the power to embrace the universe itself, the explosive pleasure of being in rhythmic bliss with the man you had longed for proving to be almost too much. And yet, you needed more, of him, of his touch, of his presence right against you. A soft moan escaped you as he deepened the kiss, which only led to him pressing himself into you, barely stopping you from stumbling back.
Wooyooung, satisfied with himself, and with the scene unfolding before him, reached out to push back a stray lock of black hair from Seonghwaâs face, suggesting that they take this to somewhere more comfortable. Breaking away, both of you looked at the shorter man, eyes clouded, lustful, and you took his hand, squeezing it in gratitude and let yourself be guided to your wildest dream that had previously been deemed unobtainable.
"Oh no no, tonight this pretty cunt is mine. You're going to prep her for me, Woo, while I see what she can do here..."
Seonghwa ran a finger over your jawline, his other hand at the base of his cock, pumping it a couple of times. Obediently, Wooyoung followed the instruction and moved so that he was right next to your pussy, admiring just how slick it already was by running two fingers between your lips, stopping at your clit to rub a few circles, highlighting its erectness. You whined at the feeling, trying to grind into his hand in the hopes of more contact, but Seonghwa prevented you from asking for any more by grasping your jaw and guiding you onto his dick, sighing as you took his length. Stopping midway as he felt your throat constrict, he asked you:
âYou okay? Need a break? So gone already?â counting your breaths, you leaned back to whisper that you were more than fine, moaning when Wooyoung licked a stripe up your pussy and stopped to suck on your clit, to be silenced as Seonghwaâs member pressed against your lips, and slid into the warmth.Â
With every moan all but muted, you were a whimpering mess to which Seonghwa was already addicted. He was enthralled by how you responded to Wooyoungâs every touch, how you relaxed your throat to let him rock into you bit by bit. When his friendâs tongue curled into your heat, lapping at you to the point when a light tremble started in your legs, Seonghwa reached for your hand, squeezing it in reassurance and earning a loving glance from you. The contrast between the adorable shimmer in your eyes and the lewd act was more than enough to twist his world on its axis. As an orgasm ripped through you, with Wooyoung relentlessly pumping into you with his digits and flicking your aroused bud with his tongue, you moaned over Seonghwaâs member. He bit his lip, forcing himself to ease out, and let you regain some composure. He wiped the corners of your mouth with his thumb in an attempt to remove a bit of the dribble, a smile dancing on his lips.
"You are so beautiful, my sweet. Thank you. Can you still take care of him?" voice ever so soft, he inquired, every decision still being left to you. You mumbled in approval of the action, and watched as Wooyoung rose to meet you.
Barely having recovered, you were eager to pay your boyfriend back, giving one last glance to Seonghwaâs member, coated in a layer of your spit mixed with pre-cum as he crawled on his knees away from you, to position himself at your entrance. While he teased your pulsing cunt, running his digits between your folds and letting his tip flick your sensitive bud, Wooyoung was in front of you, demonstratively licking his lips to show how he devoured every bit of your nectar, his cock stiff in his hands, begging for attention which you were more than ready to provide.
âHwa-a⌠ah!â you mewled, nearly collapsing on your back as Seonghwa slowly entered you, his hips pressed against yours, giving you some time to adjust to his length. The feeling of another cock, aside from your boyfriendâs, filling you up so well and building you up regardless of having just come over Wooyoungâs mouth was stupefying, and it seemed that all you could recall in that moment was your best friendâs name.Â
Having had enough, Wooyoung guided your focus back to him, tapping you below your chin. A series of apologies fell from your lips, making the man chuckle as he reminded you that there was only one way to apologise in this case. Without needing any more elaboration, you ran your tongue over his leaking hole, lapping up the pre-release, and took him in, sighing at the feeling of being full of both Wooyoung and Seonghwa.
âWhat a good girl, devouring my cock like this- ahâŚâ Wooyoung praised, brushing strands away, lazily observing you as you bobbed your head back and forth, interrupted only by Seonghwa hitting your g-spot, eliciting salacious moans.Â
âShe really is perfect⌠Y/N, youâre just so perfect for my dick.â
âOh look at her falling apart, Hwa. You are fucking her so well.â
âSo well she canât even help you out?â he taunted you, knowing full well that the comment could only lead to one thing and one thing only. Wooyoung smirked, taking a fistful of your hair, causing you to look up at him with watery orbs as he warmed his cock in your mouth. The sight nearly tipped him over the edge, a twitch threatening an oncoming wave of pleasure. But he could not come, at least not before he could show his friend just how much of him you could take.
âLetâs show him just how well this throat can take me, yeah?â and upon seeing a small nod, pushed his length deeper, tensing as your tongue and teeth lightly grazed every vein and his tip hit your uvula and the back of your throat.
It was challenging to restrain himself from thrusting into you when you looked so marvellous, nose pressed against him, relaxing yourself to take him whole, despite Seonghwa repeatedly sheathing inside you, bringing you closer and closer to your own ruin. It was the fact that you were still so attentive, so caring towards him, equally as loving and being so unbelievably good that made Wooyoung fall even more in love with you. How you let him guide you over his cock, trusting his movements and his sensations completely, caring for his pleasure. How the introduction of Seonghwa, your first and ongoing love, did nothing to stop your adoration for Wooyoung. You truly were one of a kind, his galaxy, the keeper of the flame. It was not long until his climax reached him, pleasure searing through as his hand kept you frozen so that you would not choke as his cum painted your mouth.
Swallowing the last of Wooyoungâs hot orgasm, you yelped over the softening member as Seonghwa picked up his pace, demanding your full attention. The vibration caused Wooyoung to let out a low groan and tightened his grip on your hair momentarily, another string of release shooting into the back of your throat, nearly making you sputter. Cooing at your state, he tugged you back ever so carefully, hissing as your tongue gave his cock a final swipe, and murmured:
âHwa, let me support her, yeah? She likes it when you go deep into her pussy, donât you?â giving you a light pat, almost mockingly, Wooyoung sat on the bed behind you, holding you in place so that Seonghwa did not need to worry about you slipping, and instead focus on the relentless rhythm. You could not respond as the knot in your core grew tighter and tighter with every thrust. Every one of Seonghwaâs low moans that reached you was a lascivious melody, so erotic that all you could hope for was for him to never even consider stopping.
Positioned between the two men, you were in a soothing mindlessness, having the ability and the trust to give yourself up to them, let them love you. Every touch on your skin was an intimate, sensual flame, unwinding you, prompting you to gift them your very soul. You felt Wooyoungâs member brushing against your ass as you were jolted back by Seonghwaâs movements, the sensation proving to be impossible to handle as your climax approached at a startling speed. Gripping Wooyoungâs arms which had positioned themselves on your waist, his veins etching a design into your palms and leaving you breathless, you felt the wave crashing over you, sinking you into an unprecedented euphoria. Your body shook violently as your orgasm drowned out any sound, and you swore you could count the stars in your eyes as Seonghwa continued his motions, mercilessly in love with how your soaked, clenching pussy felt around his throbbing length.
âAh⌠fuck, love, I-âÂ
âHwa- please-â
Seonghwa continued pounding into you with reckless abandon, each thrust leaving you practically senseless as your orgasm had been long-surpassed, the overwhelming trembling of your every nerve, every muscle as your core was caught ablaze with the overstimulation completely wiping your ability to form a single coherent thought. Wooyoung groaned from the sight of Seonghwaâs downcast eyes, looking at nothing or looking within, ecstatic, and the wanton sounds of his cock pistoning into your wet pussy, hands moving to knead your breasts and pinch your erect nipples. You cried out from the added sensation, head falling back and over Wooyoungâs shoulder as Seonghwa slowed to a stuttered, faltering grind, his own climax imminent.Â
âY/N, my lo- Iâm-â you heard him over your own whines, and in a matter of seconds he bucked into you one final time, almost falling towards you as your still-pulsating walls milked his release. He let out a shaky breath as his cum filled your sex, the warmth and fullness driving you to the brink of consciousness. Tentatively moving his hips, he fucked the load into you, groaning as he felt it leak out, completing the lewd scene.
âSo⌠so gorgeous, Y/NâŚâ He mumbled, kissing you once, twice as the ripples of pleasure overtook him entirely⌠âWoo⌠thank- mfph- thank youâŚâ
âItâs us three now, hm?â Wooyoung responded, amazed at just how much Seonghwa had been holding back, and how brilliant it was to uncover the tandem that was now you and your two loves.
Trailing kisses on your neck as Wooyoung continued to hold you, his chest flush against your back as you rode out your high, dazed and in an ethereal bliss. Slow circles on your hips as Seonghwa pressed his forehead against yours, soothing your light tremble as he pulled out of you, the last rivulets of cum dripping onto your pubic bone. Unable to sustain the position any longer, legs having grown weak as the adrenaline subsided he gave into Wooyoungâs guidance as the man slinked away from you, laying you down onto the bed, and motioned for Seonghwa to do the same. In the quietude, you three remained in one anotherâs arms, only the steadying breathing and bare skin covered in a glistening sheen of sweat reminding you that this was all a stunning reality.
As you detangled from one another, Wooyoung and Seonghwa gave you one last, gentle peck on the cheek each before whispering amongst themselves. As you lay on the bed sheets, surrounded by the aura of lovemaking, unfocused gaze peering at the dark ceiling, you felt a clean towel going over your body, only to see Seonghwa gingerly caressing each limb, planting one kiss, another. When he noticed that you were watching him, he threw you a big dopey grin, only to mumble out words of adoration. He kept you grounded with his presence, his feathery touches, while Wooyoung rushed through re-dressing and picking out something comfortable for you to wear. Once done, the two men changed places, with the latter now tending to you and helping you get dressed, barely suppressing a smile as he let a large hoodie fall over your body. When you gave him an endearing thumbs up, hands barely peeking from the sleeves, he playfully lunged to hug you and make you fall back onto the bed, giggling airily into your ear and trying to wrap you up even tighter. Seonghwa joined you not long after, and you were caught in between two heavens, safe, adored, the intricacies of the world around you finally making sense as both Wooyoung and Seonghwa illuminated them. The stars in the sky, the flames on the earth, they completed you just as you completed them, and this was something that you would never wish to give up. They were here for you. You were here for them. This was your wish, a wish that had finally come true. For you, for Wooyoung, for Seonghwa.
âSo⌠shall we have that cake then⌠at least?â you whispered into the darkness, immediately hearing rustling to either side of you, and a soft sigh from Wooyoung, breath tickling your ear as he inched a little closer, only to tease:
âBut didnât we just have dessert-â
âWooyoung!â the yelp only seemed to amuse your two loves as they chuckled, with Seonghwa moving to push a few strands of your hair back, and reveal his glimmering orbs that managed to catch the light from the window, curtains undrawn and letting the city lights inside, giving the impression that the universe truly was in his those two windows to the soul. Your breath hitched as you gazed at him, head resting on his palm, as he wondered whether he was dreaming, the mumble slipping out automatically:
âHeâs right. Youâre sweet, Y/N.â
âOh my goodness-â
You turned your head, only to feel soft fingers cupping your chin and pulling you into a slow, gentle kiss. Eyes fluttering shut, you sank into Seonghwa once again, the idea of him loving you back and wanting to be with you, accepting your other love who had his hand lazily thrown around your waist and face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, it was all so surreal that you were afraid to even take a peek.
âBut we do have a kitchen to clean though...â you groaned, shaking your head at the choice of comment. Wooyoung was quicker to react, snuggling more closely and muttering:
âNow that can wait-â
â...and a wish to make.â Seonghwa elaborated, cutting Wooyoungâs complaints short, and lying down to hug you, arm lying atop the other manâs, drawing circled on your skin where the top into which you had changed had ridden up, âLetâs celebrate our birthday girl.â
Our. The word rang in your ears and wriggled its way into your mind, a new star shining in your sky, enveloping you, revering you through the creation of a paradise to which you thought there were no gates nor glimpses. The simple word - a spark of a lighter, eradicating shadows of doubt and setting the soul ablaze with newfound passion and excitement, turning your birthday into a renaissance celebrating love.
Even if you had not even made your wish yet, it was obvious. You were yourself when you were with Wooyoung and Seonghwa, and you wanted nothing more but for this bond to grow into a loving intuition. You looked up from the cake, in the middle of which was a glowing candle, and admired the two men, illuminated by the warm flickering light. How they had huddled closer to one another, with Seonghwa attempting to discreetly point out to Wooyoung that he should adjust the angle at which he held his phone to capture the precious moment. How blissful, relaxed they appeared to be as they ceased their quiet arrangement, only to return your gaze. Heat rushed to your cheeks as you read nothing but adoration in their eyes, and you clenched the material of the hoodie into which the two had insisted you change, trying to steady your breathing.
Reading your actions, your best friend, turned lover, nodded in reassurance, leaning closer towards you by resting his head on a propped up hand, while Wooyoung gave you a bright smile and threw an arm around Seonghwaâs shoulders, nearly making him lose balance. The action did not seem to phase the older man in the slightest, as he simply pressed his tongue against the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes in mock vexation, only to break out into an equally heart-melting grin. Neither rushed you, appreciating your need to take in the change, entranced by your loving peace. This new dynamic had indeed been something of a dream, and you thought that it was going to remain that way until you would be forced to forget, or live in an illusion of loving less. But now you found yourself, for the first time in some years, thinking of new wishes, musing the steps ahead.
As you blew out the fire, and motioned for the two to not turn the lights on quite yet, you were at peace. Nothing felt more right than observing Seonghwa standing up to gingerly remove the candle and slice the cake, and receiving a peck on the cheek from Wooyoung, who was now hovering over your left shoulder, fingers playing with your hair. The puzzle pieces had fallen into place, and you, like three beautiful stars, had formed a stunning constellation. In a world so fast-paced and lonely, you were surrounded by a miraculous, unconditional love - two people who not only adored you, but adored your ability to love them both equally, and in turn, love the universe. With you, they felt as though they had found their home, and were more than willing to maintain the intricate balance.
With the pair moving their chairs around the table to sit on either side of you, the action, albeit carried out serenely, quietly, expressed a boyish excitement for the development, and the way in which they seeked even more closeness with you, be it by purposefully leaning to reach for a meaningless item across the table, or by resting an arm on the back of the chair, only confirmed their shared adoration. Under the full moon that greeted you from the outside with a silvery blue sheen, you found a comfortable stillness, and as the two men raised their heads to follow your gaze to the view outside, hoped that your new wish, one for three, for years to come, would come true too.
#ILYSM#THANK YOU SOSOSOSOSOSOS MUCH FOR THIS#im so grateful for you#and im so happy you wrote this for me#im so soft#fat smooches for you#MWAH#my bai đŚ
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i wanna start doing more art again and i wanna make so much lovecore art cause i just feel like im overflowing at the moment!!! so much !!!!
#ramble#im simply so happy snd so full of love for everyone and everything and everything inbetween#i have a partner now and i love them so much but also i love my friends sosososososo much#i am so filled with love atm#its burting out of me at the seams#joy and happiness and whimsy and lovr on planet earth !!!!!!!!#i cant wait to live with my friends and see them over the summer and just spend time with everyone i hold dear forever and ever
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its always been so hard for me to make friends !!! i just dont get how its so easy for people and everyone just exchanges numbers and sscial medias all the time and here i am not connecting with anyone .-. like im always so so sosososo dumbfounded when i hear and see people talk abt hanging out or following eachother and stuff like... damn fr no one wants to be my pal !
#i even asked one girl at work wat her ig was and she didnt even follow me back .-.#idk !!!! even when people are nice its so hard to get to the next step of even being aquaintences !!#like 2 of my coworkers r so sweet and they even gave me a gift but idk how to like .-. make a friendship move#plus i'm not rlly good at planning any type of hang outs so its hard cuz like idk idk#anyway idk i was just thinkinh about how my entire life its just been so hard for me to connect with people literally my whole life....#idk if it will ever get better >.<#im so lonely and i always feel like such a burden too my best friend#but seriously i feel like the only reason we even became and stayed friends was because she was so so sosososososo idk ! talkative and#inviting like i dont think anyone would ever be like that with me again#and obv i liked her a lot and yeah idk if i myself could connect with someone like that again bc its so hard for me to just . connect with#people !!!!! and i#always notice some 'flaws' in people its such a bad habbit of mine but like ugh!!!!!!!! not even flaws i just when people say weird stuff#its so off putting but like its so common am i just suposed so be ok with it?!?!??! ijkshdj#the only other person ive been extremely close too was my hs friend ughhhhhh but idk >.< things just change and i understand that#its just i feel like an even emptier person now in life i dont even know what i like or anything and i cant just bond with people over stff#i feel genuiny EMPTY !#npthing makes me happy i feel like everything is fleeting
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YAY I WON IT YAYAAYAYAYAYAYAY
sadness potentially over i might be able to get a cd ive been looking for forever
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Tim Drake x Cozy! Reader
warning; none ! author's notes; my favorite boy's birthday which means a work for him ! sorry for writing so many headcanons y'all, i have a lot to blabber about đ also idk if the title makes sense but i have was going for a very.. homebody, smells like coffee/hot chocolate, big sweaters coded reader if that makes any sense !
oh how he loves you...
he never gets a chance to relax because Gotham never rests
but with you it's so easy
he could come back from the worst fight in the world and be greeted with hazelnut creamer filled coffee and the sight of string lights everywhere
it might not be a lot, but it's everything to him.
reading dates are a very common thing !
you'll drag him to the local used bookstore any chance you get
it's usually followed up with a trip to the bakery or record shop too
super into crime books
(to nobody's surprise im sure)
he has a whole bookshelf dedicated to forensic books, even though he knows pretty much everything.
he likes to be sure, y'know ?
you guys have plants that are all names and their birthdays are on a calendar on the fridge
the oldest is named Robert ans he's a dragon's breath you two bought when you first moved in together
the name was merely based on you thinking it was funny to give a plant a people name..(me too)
steals your sweaters all the time and claims he doesn't know what happened to them
but you always catch him up in the middle of the night wearing them while he's doing his detective stuff
random but candle shopping is a MAJORRRRR part of y'all's budget planning..
i mean sure, overhead lighting can be nice, but candles just have a better feel !
which is exactly what you say to Tim every time
he groans and mumbles a soft "Whatever you want, rose.." and it's off to Bath and Body works or the local candle shop !
BAKING TOGETHER !!!!
i will give any excuse to talk about Tim and his baked goods, so you two bake together a ton !
not specifically from scratch, but it's usually better when it is.
"All that matters is it was made with love." is the common statement he uses when he burns something..
which is probably a common occurrence if im being completely honest
slow dancing to records might i add
not much to add about this, but something about him being a Wayne tells me he probably had to learn to slow dance for whatever reason
he'll gladly teach you if you don't know how :))
you guys are usually cuddled up drinking coffee/tea/hot chocolate(pick your preference loves !)
the Gotham rain adds to the ambience of it all
having someone as lad back as you are definitely helps with his whole "gotta prove my wort" mentality as well
if you ever got pets i think you'd have rabbits or maybe a ferret
not cats, don't ask me why i just have a weird headcanon about him being allergic.. so sorry to all my cat allergy havers
completely and utterly in love with the fact you're not out a lot because he likes knowing your safe at home !
playing stardew or animal crossing together to cool off ?
absolutely !
you have a shared island and farm bc he refuses to let you marry any of the characters(SAM I LOVE YOU !!!)
I COULD WRITE SOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH ABOUT HIM WITH A CALM, COZY PARTNER !!! but i want to get this done before the 20th so :((( but happy birthday again to my boyfriend in another universe đ
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Saw your requests are open and I am currently SPAMMING amazing Hazbin Hotel writers with requests. I just neeeeeeeeeed soft Alastor and silly Lucifer in my life.
Soooo if you are up for it I would loooooove an X f!reader where she is starved for physical affection but afraid to even brush hands with someone because they didn't consent to her hand accidentally brushing against theirs for the split second and the feather light pressure that is just so happened to have in the moment. So much so that she'd flinch away as if the contact burned her.
Yet they observe her being really affectionate with touchy people like Charlie who hugs people all the time or Angel who I think would also be very cuddly, appreciating the gentle love in a good friendship.
So now, Alastor can't have being excluded. Although he enjoys the fear he seems to trigger in her, he also feels left out and hurt in his pride why reader can't stand being in close proximity to him.
Lucifer would feel conflicted and confused, hurt even that reader only seems to tolerate whatever contact he iniciates and feels like he is forcing himself on her like a monster. He even goes as far as to be jealous of Angel and Charlie who reader seems to love to get hugs and cuddles from.
I just need a little hurt and plenty of fluff
If you don't wanna write that I completely understand! Do with it what you feel like!
Anyways thank you sosososososo much <3
Have a gread day!
okay so first, donât think you can just slide in ârequesting amazing hazbin writersâ and not have me so giddy and happy at the compliment. like there are some AMAZING writers for Hazbin so this compliment is crazy to me. thank you. đđđ¤đ¤
secondly⌠i went a little hard on this request and essentially have two full ficlets/one shots. one for al and one for luce.
so, im just finishing them up currently and then scheduling them out tomorrow in the afternoon. theyâll be two separate posts and I will of course be giving credit to you anon for the request. So keep your eye out for these fics tomorrow.
if i remember tomorrow iâll try and link to them on this ask too. đ
Note : I rememberedâŚ. đĽł
Alastor: https://www.tumblr.com/sciencebecameouraddiction/744138137020809216/title-just-a-hug-author
Lucifer: https://www.tumblr.com/sciencebecameouraddiction/744138137216892928/title-just-a-touch-author
i always love delivering soft and silly alastor and lucifer content so thank you for your request and i hope i do it justice! đđđ
#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel imagine#hazbin alastor#hazbin lucifer#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel fluff#hazbin hotel lucifer
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