#im weak when they do that /pos /pos

[kurishiri]

25 . . . alfons main story — blind love finale

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—— Alfons’ POV ——

If life were a fairy tale, finding happiness would be a simple thing.

Do not lend your ear to dangerous temptations.

Do not be misled by convenient illusions.

If you do that, an ordinary happiness filled with peace will await you, overflowing.

But——is such happiness not just nothing short of a bore?

—— Kate’s POV ——

Jude: Oi, ya pleb. Take it.

Kate: Hm? Wah— ...a letter?

This morning marked the third to last day before the promised month was over.

While eating breakfast, an envelope was waved before me.

And then, the one who had thrown it down before me proceeded to sit in his seat and open a newspaper without bothering to give any explanation.

Ellis: Your letter got mixed up with the ones meant for Jude.

Kate: Ah, I see, so that’s what happened.

Alfons: Well, isn’t this a sight to behold, to think Jude didn’t burn the letter that got mixed up to cinders and instead brought it to the recipient in person.

Jude: Ain’t gonna matter if it’s in the furnace or a plate, throwin’s still throwin’.

Ellis: Who’s the letter from?

Kate: Let’s see... oh, it’s from the head of the post office.

When I opened it, there on it said——

Kate: ‘If you are returning after your tenure at the castle ends, you’re always welcome back’... is what’s written.

(Returning, huh...)

I narrowed my eyes as the scent of the stationary and envelope from my life once upon a time wafted.

Kate: It’s a bit nostalgic... my time working as a postwoman seems like such a long time ago now.

Liam: Wait, Kate, you’re heading back? To the post office.

Kate: Huh?

Harrison: ...That’s up to Kate. We shouldn’t meddle with that.

Liam: But, Al’s curious too, right?

Alfons: As much as the next person.

Alfons slowly turned his gaze to me.

Alfons: If Kate is doing things she finds fun, is that not enough?

Kate: ——Yes, of course.

K: That’s exactly what I intend to do.

—— Time skip ——

Victor: Mhm, yep, it’s very well written.

V: I’d expect nothing less of Miss Kate, indeed. The details are all specific and it’s flawless.

Kate: Thank you, Victor.

Victor: In the first part, I can really feel your will to try and understand all the Cursed ones equally.

V: But then in the middle, you gradually put your research findings regarding the Mirror Curse to the end.

Kate: ...Although it’s embarrassing, I have no excuse to give...

Little by little, as I continued to write the report, just like within my mind,

it wasn’t long before Alfons appeared before me in this reality, encroaching upon me.

Victor: I’m sure Roger would be delighted if you were to give him this as a present.

(...Sorry about that, but actually, I did already give him this ‘as a present.’)

I shared the summarized version of the second half with Roger.

(I can’t really tell Victor how I leaked some of the report that was meant for Her Majesty.)

But I wanted to continue to be of some help to Roger.

After all, his knowledge and research was needed and imperative for the things I ‘wanted to do.’

——Is that not a bribe? I see you have no room to say anything about me now, do you.

(No, it’s not that. This is just... a bit of an investment for the future. Yes, an investment.)

I responded to the Alfons in my mind with patently empty words.

Victor: Tomorrow would mark the promised last day.

V: This past month, as per your contract, you have kept our secret and recorded their sins.

V: Should you make it through this night——you will be free.

V: So would you mind if I asked? How would you like to live from here on out?

Kate: I——

K: I would like to continue finding a way to escape Alfons’ fate, as fairytale keeper.

When I looked up, Victor quietly narrowed his eyes.

Their eyes as they gleamed in the darkness of the night——I recalled the day I first saw them.

I had thought to myself how much I wanted to run away, but now I didn’t want to leave this place.

After all, I had found something important to do, and I couldn’t do it anywhere but here.

Victor: ...And why do you want to?

Kate: The marks he had engraved in me, I don’t want to forget them. Not a single one.

K: If, by any chance, he dies before me——at that time I want to say ‘I most definitely will not forget.’

K: And, if possible... I don’t want those words to amount to a convenient illusion.

K: I want them to be the reality.

The fates of the Cursed ones were absolute.

But——I couldn’t simply give up without trying anything.

(And besides, above all...)

Kate: I’m going to spend my whole life to make Alfons, who thinks that doing so is impossible,

K: eat his own words, you can bet on it!

Victor: ... (O_O)

Kate: After all, if I were to reverse a tragedy on its heels, it would become the ultimate comedy, right?

I knew it was mostly a gamble.

It was a match that would last a lifetime.

And if I were to lose, only despair would await.

(But, I will definitely turn this into a comedy.)

(I won’t let that person dance upon the stage of a tragedy.)

Victor: ...A way to escape from the fates, huh. ...For sure.

V: That’s a wonderful goal. And I do have an inkling in me that, if it’s you——you will be able to do it.

V: You are free. You can go anywhere you’d like, and you can do whatever you want.

V: And whenever you feel lost... may you never forget that we are your allies.

Kate: ...Yes, I will. Thank you very much.

Victor: Well then, let me say once again——welcome, Kate.

V: I am sure the world of darkness will take you in with open arms.

—— Time skip; city at night ——

——I was on the way back after receiving permission to meet the head of the post office and submitting my letter of resignation.

Harrison was the one who accompanied me, and while walking a few steps behind me, he asked.

Harrison: Hey... are you really okay with this?

Kate: What do you mean?

Harrison: I’m pretty sure you know by now, but... Al is out somewhere in the night city again right about now.

Kate: ...Yes, I know.

Although we were now in a relationship, it seemed Alfons still continued with his ‘indulgent private life.’

Harrison: Here you are, having thrown your old life for this dark path, too...

H: But you’re okay with this?

Kate: ...I——

When I opened my mouth to answer, a single carriage stopped beside us.

(W-what...!?)

On my toes, the door to the carriage opened and——

Harrison: ——!

Kate: Eek—!?

An arm came out and pulled me inside.

(Who, what!? An enemy of Crown!? Or a kidnapper!?)

Alfons: Kate, it’s me.

Kate: A-Alfons!?

I didn’t even have time to be surprised as the carriage departed.

Kate: Ah, I need to let Harrison know...!

Alfons: The exterior shows it’s a carriage used by Crown, so I take it Harrison saw that for the most part.

(Oh, I see...)

When I realized I was the only one panicking, I felt a bit frustrated at that

as I looked beside me at Alfons.

(Ah, he isn’t giving off that fragrance today...)

On days he went out to play at night, like a symbol of his indulgent private life,

he would always be covered in the sickly sweet fragrance of night.

—— Flashback ——

Harrison: Here you are, having thrown your old life for this dark path, too...

H: But you’re okay with this?

—— End flashback ——

The words from just a bit ago flashed through my mind and——

[1] Were you in that shady room?

[2] Were you out drinking?

[3] Did you show illusions somewhere? (+4 / +4)

Kate: Did you show illusions somewhere?

Alfons: Well, I suppose so, something like that.

Seeing his nonchalant profile, I pushed my pent feelings down my throat.

My feelings felt vague, unsure if I wanted to press him further or if I was scared to, as they whirled in my mind.

Alfons: ...Do you dislike that?

But then, Alfons was the one to do the asking.

Kate: That... if I said I didn’t dislike it at all, that would be a lie...

I couldn’t bring myself to scold him for it.

(It’s not that I’m scared of being thought of as troublesome or anything like that.)

(Because, I...)

Kate: ...It’s because you do those types of things that I fell in love with you.

K: Whether you’re showing illusions in the slums, or you’re giving an escape at the back of the pub,

K: or something else entirely... Well, I don’t really know,

K: but what I do know is that there is a kind of pain there that makes you want to give such a space.

Alfons: ...

(I don’t have to see his face to know he’s stunned.)

But, it couldn’t be helped.

Kate: Anyway, it’s fine! Ah... but, at least...

K: When it comes to things like kisses or ‘giving love’ to others from your heart and whatnot... please leave that just for me.

Alfons: ... (O_O)

A: Well then——would it be safe to say that doing these kinds of things is alright with others?

Kate: ...?

Alfons’ palm wrapped around my waist next to him.

He pulled me in, and with no place to run, his hands traced my legs, causing my body to jump.

Alfons: Do you not want me to touch anyone other than you?

His other hand messed with my skirt, making their way from my back to my chest, playing with me from over my clothes.

I held back the voice that was about to come out, and he sweetly bit my ears.

Kate: hah, uh...

Alfons: Say, Kate,

A: just how far can I take it?

Kate: ah, ah...

When his fingers were about to slip beneath my undergarments, I couldn’t bear it anymore, and I rose a white flag.

Kate: ...N-no...

K: Shouldn’t that be obvious... ah...

Alfons: Hehe, you’re finally honest, I see.

And here I wanted to become an understanding lover, but when my true feelings slipped out, I felt tears prick my eyes.

Seeing me like this, he gave a slightly troubled smile.

Alfons: When it comes to playing at night, it does pain me to say, but I reckon I won’t be able to stop that. It’s my hobby, pleasure, and my life work, you see.

Kate: I...I know...

Alfons: The same applies to drinking and going around showing illusions——but.

A: I would very much like to try my best loving you back to the fullest.

A: So, when it comes to kisses, loving caresses, and sex... I won’t do it with anyone but you.

(I want to believe him, but...)

Kate: ...That’s... definitely a lie...

K: I know you do those kinds of things so I won’t end up in pain again or saddened——

Alfons: Ahha! So you don’t end up in pain? Why, hardly! I assure you I have not an ounce of such intentions.

A: ——You’re happy, aren’t you?

A: I am yours, and yours alone. I will do pleasurable things, only with you.

Kate: ...?

Was it the ‘truth,’ or ‘not the truth’?

Like a coin that continued to spin, there was no way to know the result.

Alfons: Even though there’s no way to know if these words are a truth or a lie, they are still engraved in the depths of your heart,

A: and surely, you will remember them every time I go out at night.

As though being cast by a magic spell, Alfons’ words were indeed engraved in my mind.

Alfons: You may end up tailing me yet again to see if it’s true or not as well, yes?

A: And then if you know them to be true, they will end up carving themselves ever more deeper within you.

A: Then just like that, I do implore you to aaaaaalways think about me.

His words made their way within me.

I was sure it was an evil spell that would root itself once again, intending to cause mischief.

Alfons: And I am not saying I will love you back to the fullest to make you feel better or anything of the sort.

A: I want to make your heart take me in deeper and deeper... so I can leave a scar that will never fade away.

Kate: ...uu...

I couldn’t take it anymore, and finally tears spilled from my eyes.

Alfons, as though comforting a child, wiped those tears with a smile.

Alfons: Aha, have I scared you?

Kate: No...!

K: This is... because I’m happy...

Alfons, who had hoped to disappear without leaving a single trace of him behind, now wanted to leave a deep scar.

And that was the undeniable proof of his love.

Kate: I’m crying... because I’m happy...

Alfons: ...If that’s so, then by all means cry more.

Those wicked hands touched me this time not to test my true feelings, but rather to love me.

Kate: ...But, in this carriage...

Alfons: You also said such a thing before, haven’t you.

A: And at that time, we didn’t go all the way, so——

A: ——Today, make me feel good as well, why don’t you.

That sweet yet dangerous temptation poured into my ear.

He didn’t need to show me an illusion, because I...

——I could no longer resist this voice.

We made love in the cramped carriage, unable to hold back our voices, and we fell into a short sleep there——

Kate: mn...

Alfons: ...Ahh, awake at last, I see?

When I opened my eyes, Alfons voice gently fell upon my eyes.

Alfons: So, how was it? Using my thighs as a pillow, that is.

Kate: ...It felt... really good...

Alfons: I’m glad to hear.

Letting out a giggle, his fingertips gently stroked my hair.

When I slowly lifted my body up, I realized my blouse came loose and was slipping off,

so in a panic, I picked it back up and hid my frontside, and Alfons let out a laugh again, saying ‘there’s no need to hide it at this point.’

Outside the sky started to paint itself in a light pink hue, and it seemed the carriage was parked in front of the entrance of Crown castle.

There was no sign of the coachman.

Alfons, whose back was to the window, was dimly outlined by the light,

and the morning looked as though it was bestowing its blessings upon him as much as the darkness of the night seemed a little reluctant to part ways with him.

He looked so beautiful, it took my breath away as I was drawn to the sight, and our eyes gently met.

Alfons: Say, Kate.

A: The things you ‘want to do’... actually, I was listening in on that.

(Huh...?)

‘I would like to continue finding a way to escape Alfons’ fate.’

What did he think of me then, when I had told Victor that?

Alfons: In all honesty, I thought it was nothing short of foolish.

A: After all, it’s called a ‘fate’ specifically because we can’t escape from it.

Alfons let out a small sigh——and then he smiled calmly.

Alfons: But——I happen to quite like that ever so serious side to you as well.

Kate: ...What do you mean, ‘quite?’ I think you mean to say you like it ‘very much.’

Alfons: .........

(Hm...?)

After a bout of silence — a rare happening to be sure — he gently took my hand.

(Alfons...?)

It was an unusually reverent gesture coming from him, and I was rendered speechless from surprise.

Alfons: ...Truth be told, I am a bit hopeless when it comes to these straight words of love.

A: Perhaps it’s because I’ve come to just throw these ‘I love you’s or ‘I like you’s around without putting my heart into it,

A: but the moment I say them, it feels like they become more of a lie than anything.

A: So, that’s why——I hope you may take this instead.

As though making a sacred vow, he gently pressed his lips on the back of my hand.

Alfons, whose gaze was pointed a bit downwards, seemed very much sincere.

If there was ever such a thing as a ‘true love’s kiss’ in this world,

then there was not a doubt in me that this very kiss would be exactly that.

Alfons: I will make you the happiest you will ever be... and someday, I will make you fall into despair.

I had no way of knowing whether his fate could be changed.

So, that was why, to him, this love may end up paving the path to a tragedy.

But——

Kate: ...I know you will make me the happiest I’ll ever be.

K: But, I won’t ever fall into despair.

Alfons: ...Goodness.

A: Somehow, I do end up feeling that, as long as you’re smiling in the end, any tragedy may end up becoming a comedy.

Kate: Hehe, that’s what I’m here for.

You can make me fed up all you want.

So that’s why, I want Alfons to smile from the bottom of his heart.

Kate: Your life, and my life too... I will turn everything into a comedy.

Alfons: Yes, yes, I hear you.

A: Perhaps we should enjoy this as much as we possibly can then, no?

Mirror, mirror on the wall, show me not a dream I long to see.

Though naught but sad things does reality enthrall...

Lay your truth down here before me.

In my heart, in my body, may you carve it all,

as nevermore upon this love will an illusion dare befall.

Fin.

Act 3 • The sacred kiss

← prev fin. epilogue → his side

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END NOTES: what did you think?! i’m really weak when stories do that thing where they take the beginning and then put it in the end but with a couple minor changes to show that there was development in the story. i also really do like this end cg too. it’s a bit less dramatic than the mad love one, but i think this very kiss is something very important to both alfons and kate. there’s just a lot of meaning behind it which makes it so quietly beautiful to me.

i would say, if mad love made my heart beat more and had me on the edge of my seat, blind love definitely just made me feel really… happy and soft inside. i’m really proud of how far they’ve come! i hope you enjoyed this story! it was really fun to translate as well, so i hope i could convey this 🥹🫶

p.s. the gdoc i use to write up (unedited) translations before they’re published here… is at 96,396 words! wow!

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[scrivler]

Was no one gonna tell me that the case study of Vanitas’ manga is way gayer than the anime or was I just meant to find that out for myself

[0-k-4]

i cannot work on that philo exam i theink. i tjink the french one gave me brain damage. i just cant go eone christan and christophre or whataver they weere named HAUNT me.

[crescentbea02]

Luthera: Come on, Tigress. Nobody actually believes that Po is in love with me.

Tigress, to the Furious Five: Raise your hand if you think that Po is helplessly in love with Blade.

*Everyone raises their hand*

Luthera: Po, put your hand down.

[snekdood]

"TrANsMeN rEalLy nEeD tO HaVe wOmEn AroUnD TO NoT Be MiSoGyNiSTic 🤪" bitch i have great relationships w my mom and gma, i dont think it's on my end with this one

[lesbianwyllravengard]

i still have yet to play bg3 so i still dont go here yet but Wyll seems literally like one of the most compelling characters of all time and im not even joking. I havent even played the GAME but his character arc haunts me /pos. people are literally just racist to say that he isn't compelling

LITERALLY. He's utterly fascinating. He is a folk hero, a legend, the fantasy equivalent of superman. He's a warlock who is secretly pacted to a devil. He hates devils. He's an incredible liar. He's incredibly sincere. He's silly. He unironically enjoys puns and clowns. He over-exaggerates his Blade personality because it amuses him. He sometimes doesn't know where The Blade ends and Wyll begins. His hero-ness is a performance; not to hide ill intent, but to hide a broken man, to hide weaknesses and fears. It's who he is. It's always been a distant thing, a mask. It's who he thinks he must be. He loves freely and openly and will let anyone know it. He's only ever wanted to know he's loved. He still thinks his father's inability to trust or believe in him was all his fault. He still thinks that every bit of suffering he's ever experienced was all his fault. He thinks admitting to suffering would be disrespectful to the lives he's saved. He thinks he has to suffer or else his sacrifices were worthless. He thinks it couldn't be a sacrifice if he didn't suffer for it. He would take any suffering if it meant lessening someone else's. He is the first person to stand up for someone's life and safety, the first person to defend someone's worth and autonomy. He is the last person to do so for himself. He is of the least importance to himself.

He needs to be needed, because if he's not needed then what good is his power and the soul he sacrificed for the pact to get it? And if he can't be needed then he throws himself into the fray without hesitation because his purpose has always been to sacrifice himself so others may live. His life has always been one of sacrifice. His life has been recompense since the second he was born and his mother passed as a result. He saves lives to make up for it. It will never be enough to him. It will always be everything to those he saves. He just wants to be seen for who he truly is. He thinks if no one can see him for who he is then maybe it isn't who he is, and maybe he's fooled them all, fooled himself into thinking he can be a better person, be the hero they need. He wants to be known by someone. He's terrified of someone looking deeper. He sees others for who they are. He's a monster hunter who does not hunt the typical definition of "monster", who knows that monsters are not the ones with fangs and horns in his group of friends but the men who look harmless yet cause endless death and suffering to others. Not even the threat of his life was enough to get him to harm an innocent.

He wants to be chosen. He cannot fathom that someone would choose him. He chooses others over himself every time. He has so much love for others. He thinks he must constantly earn love. He is shocked when someone simply loves him. He thinks he cannot love and lead at the same time. His only role model was a father who could never put his son before his city. He is capable of immense anger. He is capable of immense kindness. He purposefully chooses the latter; he works hard to not let his anger consume him. He's still angry over things that happened a near decade ago. He thinks feeling hurt is the same as being angry and so he can't be hurt. He's always hurting. He takes pride in his achievements and he does not underestimate himself. He's not religious. He devotes himself to his cause with the dedication of the most pious believer. He stands by his friends in any battle, against any struggle. He stands against them if they choose to threaten lives. He holds on to those he cares about with bloody knuckles and teeth bared because loss has always been the hardest pain for him to bear. He has lost everything. He gives every part of himself to others. He cannot lose anyone else. He thinks he can do anything because he refuses to believe any alternative. Because he could not survive any alternative. He thinks his intent is as important as his actions, and so he must always intend to do the right thing.

He does not tolerate his boundaries being pushed or his father being disrespected. He tolerates any judgment because he thinks he deserves it. He defends his status as the Blade of Frontiers. He thinks the fear caused by his devil form is a fault of his own that he must work to fix. He hates the patriars and their farce diplomacy, their lethal hypocrisy. He thinks his father is infallible. He does not hold himself to the same regard as he holds everyone else. He thinks its okay if it only hurts him. Anything is okay as long as it only hurts him. He has to keep fighting to prove he can be a hero. He is so, so tired. He cannot for one second admit to wanting for anything, because once he starts he might not be able to stop wanting. He cannot accept that he deserves to not suffer, too, because if he does he might not be strong enough to continue suffering so others might suffer less. He might not want to suffer. He thinks he cannot regret any decision he's made, he cannot regret his pact, because it would be a dishonour to the good he's done with it. He thinks that saying he regrets his pact would be saying he regrets every life he's saved with it and he would never regret saving lives so he cannot regret his pact. He's accepted that his freedom will always be the cost of saving lives. He desperately wants to be free. His life has never been his own, to him. He thinks every choice he's ever made was his own, alone.

He is very complex. He simplifies himself to be easily accepted by others. People fall for it easily. He just needs one person to look closer. He's afraid of what they'll find if they do. He doesn't keep his cards close to his chest, he meticulously chooses which cards to hold at all. Which parts of himself are worth losing if need be. How much of himself he has to keep close in order to keep being himself. He has seen the worst that the world has to offer. He chooses every day to be kind, to see the best in things, in others. He chooses to care. He holds onto his pain because it's proof that he cares. There are several pathways that don't connect quite right in his brain which you'll notice after a few conversations with him. He is wise beyond his years. He is my favourite guy ever

[shalomniscient]

excuse me 🔊 excuse me lady with a breeding kink coming through 🔊 excuse me

arlecchino isn't only an extremely responsible father but also a responsible and caring husband. she might look quite dull and cold but once her child is born she lets a tiny bit of her feelings slip through the mental cracks your childbirth left on her mind even in public.

she's tough and rough but she absolutely adores your daughter and – the powerful and intimidating woman she is – arle's definitely ready to play dress up or tea partying with her baby girl when she grows up a bit. but arlecchino is a busy woman as well... and her little bundle of joy will need someone to play with, right? so, after a few months from the childbirth arlecchino suggests making a nice cute sibling for your little one. she's aware that your body needs time to recover and she does her best to speed up the healing process.

your pelvic muscles are now flabby, of course, it was your first child ever! and that's no good if you want to make another baby. so, arlecchino insists on you performing kegel exercises. but instead of a toy she gives you... her dick! it's nice and thick and she doesn't shove it all the way in, so it doesn't hurt your still aching womb, but this way she can control the amount of effort you put into these exercises!

it feels hot and overwhelming, you're trying not to make much noise as your baby's sleeping right behind the wall in her cradle (she has all the best nannies in the world to take care of her at night, so you can rest). you are nowhere close to your climax, arle simply won't let you cum until you complete your exercises properly.

«the last set was hideous. come on, doll, do not upset me», she squeezes the meat of your legs and plunges a tiny bit deeper, growling into your ear. «try one more time, do it better». your walls squeeze her, then relax, squeeze and relax... her tip rubs so deliciously against your spongy spot, it's almost unbearable. she presses her palm to your lower belly – gently not to hurt your still soft tummy but firmly to feel your muscles.

«give me ten more and then i will probably make up my mind and let you cum», she whispers and sighs as she feels another particularly strong squeeze around her cock. «good girl, now nine more. do it properly»

you were never really into sports but these exercises... they were definitely better than any gym you could've attended in your life.

– with love, milk anon🥛

MILK YOU’RE KILLING ME IM LIKE. MENTALLY FACE DOWN IN A POOL RN /pos AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA [more nsft utc—]

this is so…… i have no words. im. blushing at my phone rn. milk anon you are so crazy for this… THE GOOD GIRL AND THE HAVING TO KEEP QUIET……. this is hitting all the spots im going insane at 0027 hours rn 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 im so WEAK for cockwarming and this is functionally cockwarming with a twist didhdkdksldjdkd

brainrotting about what would happen when the sets r done…….. she’d be gentler and not as intense as she usually is but archons does she know how to use that fucking dick of hers to make me absolutely brainless without even needing to expend that much effort LSHDHDJ i need her so bad 😭😭😭 she makes me feel like i’m in HEAT i SWEAR

on my knees for more of your breeding kink thoughts my dear milk… 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

[boomtastics]

Slams into your inbox

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Hey. I heard you wrote for gn reader? AHEMFNSUDHDJSJDJDJ IM SO AHHHHH/pos

Forgive my manners. Could I have a Malleus with a very sleepy s/o? Like they can fall asleep…anywhere

Even in dangerous situations 😭 and like Malleus just falls in love with them even more.

If not, no worries! I saw your repost and I was eating that up so good 😎 please and thank you sm!!!

Character(s) | Malleus Draconia, Silver

Type | Romance, Fluff

A/N: SO SORRY IT TOOK A BIT LONG HERE KITH KITH KITH

Mhm..." it was the only sound that came out of you. It was the last class of the day. Trein's class...the most boring of them all.

Trien was talking about some magical sorcerer or something, you didnt really pay attention. You where just trying to stay awake, Rubbing your eyes occasionally or yawning..maybe scratching your arm. All in a weak attempt to not drift off.

"Hey," Sliver said, poking your cheek with his pencil end. "Did you get any sleep last night?" He asked, a slight concern lacing his voice.

"Barely...I do this so much. I stay up on my phone, and then regret it the next day...doesnt help im already tired normally."

Silver chuckled, spinning his pencil in his hand. "I get that..not the phone part but y'know, just being..tired. all the time."

Not long after, classes ended, and right there was Malleus waiting by your class door. "Ah, child of man. How was your day?" He asked, grabbing a hold of your hand.

Still rubbing your eye, you replied "it was fine i guess. Jeez, im so tired. I swear im about to pass out..." you complained. "Oh my, let us go to my dorm, it would be best if you didnt pass out on the floor like Silver."

"Yeah, i guess so...Wheres grim?" You asked, worried for you little friend. "Do not worry, I believe he is with Trappola, Spade, and Rosehearts."

Sighing in relief, your mind was put to ease by his words. Soon, both of you left to his dorm, he held your arm tightly. Making sure if you did pass out, he would catch you immediately and make sure you didn't fall to the floor.

Getting to the dorm, you practically fell to his bed. "My, your quite comfortable, are you not?" He chuckled, sitting on the bed as it slightly dipped down. You groaned, shifting and moving around to find the perfect spot.

It wasnt long until you were absolutely comfortable and very sleepy. Malleus laid next to you, he reached his hand out towards to you. "May I?.." He asked permission to hold you. You nodded and yawned slightly.

Malleus wrapped his arms around you, holding you carefully and delicately. As if any pressure would shatter you.

"My love.. I am glad that I get to see you everyday. I am glad to be your lover. Each glance that you give me, every smile that we share, all our moments together, I treasure them all. I am proud to be with you, your kind heart had no bounds... I love you."

Awh. How sweet... But you where already asleep by then, his low and smooth voice luring you to slumber.

"Ah.. I suppose I will tell you again when you awake." He kissed your head gently and closed his eyes.

"Rest well my dear."

©𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕, 𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕, 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒑𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏.

[son1c]

On the topic of chimera Sonic, Tails must be going THRU it

First a dragon like creature kidnaps his brother

then he has to venture into the dungeon to save him

then when he finds his older brother he’s not acting like himself and has feathers, wings and has the body of a freaking LION from the waist down

Then he has to presumably watch him kill people

And then after all that Tails finds out that Sonic died

That poor boy 😔 (im living for the angst)

And speaking of when Tails encounters Sonic again, does he find him already transformed or does he find him before in that trance-like state Falin was in when she snuck out the window in the middle of the night after she was resurrected? Or is it something different entirely?

Chimera Sonic is legitimately rotting my brain /pos

OKAY SO... i've been doing some thinking about this crossover... and i've decided that sonic got kidnapped specifically because of his gauntlet. which ofc he's wearing again now that he's back in the satbk world.

but why did falin want his gauntlet? well... it's not that SHE wanted it, but she was told to get it. and sonic, the stubborn bastard, refused to give it up, so she ended up just taking him with it.

what's so special about the gauntlet? well, after sonic left camelot at the end of satbk, merlina gave up her goal of creating an undying world. but... wizards are peculiar things, aren't they? she spent all that time studying necromancy. all those hours laboring over ancient texts. even if she's not going to go through with her plan anymore, she still has the ego to preserve her hard work.

so, she split up her research. the spells she crafted are broken up like puzzle pieces and scattered throughout the satbk world... and one line of it, she had engraved on the inside of sonic's gauntlet. (for nostalgia? maybe. but she also knew the gauntlet would be protected within the walls of the castle.)

but yeah. falin was ordered to retrieve the gauntlet. so that's precisely what she did. as for why thistle wants it... well, he wants to reconstruct the spell of eternal life that merlina created because he believes it will bring back delgal. so he's on a mission to gather all the artifacts with her spell.

right. so, sonic and tails. sonic was summoned to the satbk world via magic portal (exactly like the last time he went there). tails got dragged along because they were standing literally right next to each other and of course tails is gonna follow him through the weird sketchy portal! they don't call him sonic's best bud for nothing, you know!

but who opened the magic portal??? well, it was merlina. sorry for the spoilers. she's currently "missing" in the land of camelot, and she doesn't greet sonic or tails when they fall through her portal. like i said in a previous post, there's about a day that goes by where everything is... normal... and sonic and tails get to explore the castle and converse with the knights and catch up on the goings-on of the world and stuff.

merlina's deal here is that she's working with thistle. in the first game, merlina appeared to be a good guy until it was revealed she was the twist villain. this time, she seems like the bad guy... until it's revealed she's actually trying to stop thistle. see, she knows power when she sees it. and thistle is a huge threat. so, she's working "with" him in order to find a weakness and stop him. that's also why she called sonic back to this world... because she knew she was going to need his help.

unfortunately, things didn't go as she'd planned. falin delivering sonic's gauntlet along with his DEAD BODY to thistle shocks her. but it's fine. she can work with this--she hopes. things get a little tricky when thistle wants to dispose of sonic though, and merlina has to come up with an excuse for him NOT to do that.

cuz she can't let thistle know that she knows sonic. that would make her look suspicious. after all, she summoned him to camelot IN SECRET to help her TAKE DOWN thistle. so, she claims that she can sense an immense power within sonic and that he might be "useful" to them... so they shouldn't let him go to waste. thankfully, this works. and thistle is like "ok slay" (not his exact words).

merlina revives sonic with the magic she's learned from thistle. sonic then has about 5 seconds to process coming back to life, seeing merlina, and also some other weird elf guy before said elf guy steps in and turns him into a chimera using a bottled monster soul.

merlina also wasn't expecting this, by the way. but she's a very "ends justify the means" type of person and that hasn't changed. so, she promises to succeed in stopping thistle as she watches him turn her friend into a monster before her eyes.

[iwaasfairy]

15K MILESTONE??? WOWOWOOOWWW THATS INCREDIBLE ohmy super congrats to youuuuuu 🤧🤧🤧 /// now for the event, you think you can make something about Michael Kaiser + noncon? thank you sooooo muuuuuuch in advance ilyily 🥹🥹🥹

thankyOUUU So much my loveee it really is incredible im sOOO thankful MWUAH It was fUn writing this pos!!! hehehe

tw noncon, yandere, gaslighting

The locker room stinks of sweat and gym clothes and testosterone, and you wish you could just sink into the floor. But no matter how hard you try, you can’t escape the panting in your ear, the confessions of… love? Is that what he called it? You’re not sure anymore. No matter how hard you stare that that dented corner of the locker door, the way it sort of resembles a star— it doesn’t drown out the feeling of being invaded, fondled.

Ruined.

You never believed in that sort of thing but feeling the sweat that builds on your back where his body is pressed to yours, the spit and the tears dried on your cheeks, the mere heat that’s coming from your body as you’re shaked and rocked with each thrust just feels so invasive. It taints.

Micheal hasn’t stopped murmuring into your hair, like you’ve been listening at all- but even that constant noise feels like a fly zooming around the room and cherishing the stench. When you try to turn over your shoulder, you come face to face with the curve of his smile, feel the way he hums at the acknowledgment, and you regret it. His snake-like eyes bore down on you like he’s eating you up.

“Easy tiger,” he chuckles, “you might shoot me with that look. What’s- agh- a guy to do?”

“Go fuck yourself,” you barely manage to whisper back, and flinch when he pressed his face closer to your ear, panting in it and licking at the shell. Though you might be keeping on a brave face now, you can feel the panic sitting in your throat. Waiting, pleading to get out. He doesn’t even bother to hide his amusement when you groan in discomfort as he fucks his hips into you so hard it echoes. “Are- you almost- done?” You grit out through a clenched jaw, and he giggles lowly.

Before pulling out to push you back against the cold metal by both shoulders, and almost flattening you when he yanks one leg up to put it over his arm before he lines back up. The reddish, fat head of his cock is shamefully wet and glossy, and he leans down until your head is trapped between the locker and his. “You’re just so cute, I can’t help myself.” He pushes into you with too much precision, shoving himself into your pussy again and filling you up too far- your foot trembles where it hangs over his elbow.

“You’re a little super fan, ain’t ya?” He whispers against your skin again, before laughing when you lean away from a kiss. It’s like he takes it as a challenge, sadly for you, and starts aiming his cock better to make your eyes roll. His cock is big and he fucks in a deep, greedy rhythm that makes your entire body feel weak. “I knew you’d feel good from the second I saw you. Besides,” strands of his hair are stuck to his forehead as he leans his body back over yours, like he’s trying to melt you into him, “you knew not to be alone with me, right?”

His lips brush over your forehead when he gets the chance, and though you try to lean away, he uses his supporting arm to trap you until they land- until you’re shaking against him in anger and regret. “You tried to flee earlier, didn’t you? But you forgot your ‘boyfriend’s’ jersey.” His slow, devilish expression comes into view when you dare to look up and his blue eyes trap you under him, pussy squelching around the thrusting of his cock sliding in, out, in, out perfectly into you.

“So really, aren’t you at fault here? ‘S almost like you wanted it.” His smile widens when your frown grows twice as deep. A droplet of sweat rolls down his neck along the dark ink, and your body jerks when he fucks back into that spot that makes you squirm. You don’t want to. You don’t want to. No matter how good- “Don’t you feel a little bad for your poor boyfriend who’s waiting for you? Should we call him?”

[seoktized]

there's been a few asks abt gw calling reader "bunny/bun" im gng insane 😭😭 /pos ... do u think gw has a few favorite pet names to use when making love or js in casual :3 🐥

YES !! obviously bun/bunny on top, others would be like baby, pretty (one of his favs. ex. from tea: “you’ve been so good, pretty..” and he KNOWS it gets you weak hehehe) he loves testing out new names to see which gets you flustered and he usually gets you to be a blushing mess cause who WOULDN’T?! (unless he calls you some name like idk my little uwu kitten. but really i’d blush cause it’s fckin park gunwook /hj)

[ravers8fantasy]

Hello all, I caved yet again and made another OC to join my other one I made like a couple weeks back😼 this time, I fear this OC is literally an extension of myself but seperate idk she looks like me but she is the cooler ver of me. I might change her design as well idk dawg

theres some info on the pic but im gonna explain more below like about her gimmicks so uh LOTS of yap incoming if you want to read this also if smth doesnt make sense then just fill in the blanks with idk punch out logic sorry😭....

Ok so boom meet party rock her name is from the hit song party rock anthem by LMFAO cus I didnt know what to call her!!!

For now im gonna refer to her as a different person cus on one hand its like i want a self insert for my womans w.b.v.a thing but on another I wanna keep myself seperate soooo for now she looks like me, has similar experiences to me however shes not me uh this is still a work in progress🕴🏽

Personality: outgoing and chill

Weakness: hitting her ears hint: left is more sensitive than right! It will stun her for 10 seconds

How to get instant KO: if she hums whilst blocking, just punch her 😈

Nickname: humming bird

so because she Is kinda like me im basing her actions off the things I used to do when I played sports, I did hockey when I was younger and had to be told not too get too aggresive when playing (grrr my bodies my biggest opp, I had to stop playing because my left knee cartilage wore out)🕴🏽

Gimmick 1: the warning system thing

So take as her trying to keep herself calm, similar to the way I tried to keep calm in hockey.

They are essentially her moral compass thing, you annoy her enough times she will get pissed

warning 1 break: the first time you knock her down, she like "oh yeah this person means buisness, what can I do to get the uppee hand" and starts to get more confident and agile in her movements

warning 2 break: if you hit her in the abdomen or chest (cus yeah if you hit a breast hard enough it hurts af💔) she will get pissed

Warning 3, (last straw) : if you keep dodging her attacks she gets reasonably frustrated and starts locking in (if its a cheater shes up against or someone who taunts her too much, this will happen in place of the 1st warning)

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Gimmick 2: she has 3 special cut sequences which she does at random points during matches, one is mainly hooks and the other has an uppercut.

Hint: You recognise what sequence she will do depending on what song she hums. Also depends on what warning you are on but her humming might change to a different song and get louder or quieter

For her last straw move also nicknamed the pacific cyclone, she wont hum anything so there is no warning whenever she does it

Last straw/the pacific cyclone: is a quick hook to stun the opponent followed by a low spin kick thing like a 'cyclone' with her leg to trip them up. She will only do this if her 'last straw' is broken, you have to dodge it otherwise you get knocked down and will have to get up (once last straw is broken match enters second phase)

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Second phase:

She starts to move closer to throw heavy hits to the face, REALLY goes for the torso,legs and knees. She will try knock you off balance and will focus on trying to tackle you to the floor if you dont knock her out quick enough

(once knocking her out match ends!!!! She gets really tired from doing allat)

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Random's !!

No one really knows where she popped up from, she lives somewhere around Scotland's coast. Some are even more confused that she represents Scotland instead of Fiji especially due to her title as 'the swift pacific'

during her first interview after she became no.1 in the minor circuit she quoted po from kung fu panda

Interviwer: what did you first think or feel when you gained the minor circuit title?

Party rock: the dragon warrior. Its me! - wait have you seen kung fu panda

Interviewer: no?....

Party rock: oh, uh

Needs glasses desperately, keeps losing all her pairs (based off me irl cus where tf did my glasses actually go)

She redoes her hair during breaks

I would like to think she would have proper voicelines during the break cutscenes...

But honestly she would just hum to herself whilst watching whats happening in the audience and stuff she wouldnt pay much attention to her opponent

Might say encouraging words when they get knocked down cus she feels kinda bad...

Or might say nothing at all since shes an introvert and doesnt wanna make it akward if the opponent doesnt actually get up.

If she wins she gets loud af, all that choir singing really strengthened her diaphragm😼😼

She is so so so clueless to whats happening outside the ring, when shes humming to herself she is in a different world fr

Ok thats all, thank you if you read all this😭😭😭

[qoldenskies]

I just finished binge reading your fanfiction and WOW. I have no words. (Actually I have a lot of words but I digress.)

First of all, objectively speaking, the writing is PHENOMENAL. I feel like this is just standard praise but I truly do mean it when I say that it’s GOOD. Like—good-good. There’s a nice use of evocative language and a blend of “complex” (rather I’d argue descriptive) verbs and adjectives, and also, the speaker tags are AMAZING. I personally struggle with using the “said” speaker tag too much and I notice many fic authors do too so it’s not a major grievance of mines (if any grievance,) but when it came to reading caged lungs the speaker tags were always new and very very (that’s two verys,) contextually sound. Like you did your research. I was on call with a friend praising your work and it really truly does stand strong after finishing the whole thing (as to date. you know?) . Not sure if this was intentional but I did notice the speaker tag “crowed” show up a lot, and it’s really ironic considering the motifs of being a bird in a cage, (I LOVED the analogies by the way, about how a caged bird was better than a dead bird and -oh my gosh!!! It’s just SO good!!!!!) and crows are..well…….birds. Also find it nice that you use CROWED out of all of them in the context of things—yes, I do know why—to make a comparison to a crows cawing and their vocal inflection HOWEVER, crows, as the animal, are clever and smart but social animals. They’re very quick witted and remember when they’ve been wronged. They’ll let their crow buddies know and it’s just a whole thing. I just really liked that detail even if it was completely unintentional. Also the tonal shift really hit me in the SHIN here. Going from Leo saying “peedrunner.” With no hesitation to —the absolutely heinous stuff (/pos) that I read is so JARRING but it works well in your favor. Speaking of jarring!!! REPETITION! You used repetition so masterfully in your work it was making me ANXIOUS to read it. It’s so. Tastefully done. Well done. I love this.

That’s in terms of writing though, in terms of the STORY!??? AWESOME AS WELL. Holy shit. You really just boiled Donnie down right to his bare characteristics, his weaknesses, it was . CRAZY.(in a good way.) the juxtaposition of everything with Donnie v. Which town and this whole fic is. So good. Good feels like such a redundant word to use. Spectacular? Stupendous? Prodigious? Savant-esque? You get the gist.

This is also a more personal reason why I like this, but autism is depicted so so so well in this. Idk if you’re autistic YOURSELF and it would honestly make so much sense but either way—thank.you. This is such an amazing depiction of how debilitating autism can be and it really spoke with my own experiences. 10/10 fic. I only have minor criticisms but otherwise this is beautiful. You are an insanely talented author and I can tell you put in the EFFORT to perfect your craft and it is worth it. I was up till 4 am reading it and it was well worth it.

AWHHHH THANK YOU!!!! some repeating words/phrases are intentional and others arent, im just an amateur writer and i notice stuff like that happening accidentally, but i will accept happy accidents!!! o7 i love when people read into my work and talk about the metaphors/symbolism mwah mwah mwah (i also do love that line about how caged birds still sing and dead ones dont...... oooh that says so much about how donnie operates in CL imo)

and ive mentioned it before but *TO MY KNOWLEDGE* i'm not autistic!! i have a brother that is (who is very similar to donnie actually) and i have a lot of overlapping behavior as someone with adhd, so i put a lot of personal experience into the way that i write neurodivergence (particularly in the fear of being too sensitive, or being unable to take jokes, since i grew up with a lot of that kind of bs leveraged at me) and made sure to be tactical when i wrote things i dont personally experience. its really good to hear it resonated, im glad!!! ^w^

this is such a nice ask thank you so much!!!!! was an absolute joy to wake up to haha

[walnutcookie]

May. May I ask about ur headcanons for xylotial nova cookie or however u spell faer name. Heh.

CRACKS KNUCKLES . MORE OF THEM HERE WE GOOO i dont know if im repeating myself or not because im too lazy to check my last hc post so sorry if ive already shared these !!

- water is like alcohol to him/other xylitols. it makes him drunk GXHNFKFJ they dont need to drink water to survive but they do have it as a Fun drink sometimes which is why astronaut was still able to stay hydrated (they were very confused when she drank tons of water and was Just fine)

- xylitols also require light to live!!!!! when in darkness they have a faint glow (think glow in the dark toys. not very bright but still There) :] when they are without light for too long they become very sick, weak and drowsy and lose their glow. this is why planet xylitol is so brightly lit!! they NEVER have their lamps off so its always super bright (yes astronaut struggled to sleep)

- relating to above, xylitol nova glows just a little bit brighter than other xylitols + features like his eyes, wings, and the lines on his face glow!!

- also relating to above he is NOT used to being in the dark so when he went to earthbread and experienced an actual day/night cycle he was TERRIFIED he could not see anything </3 peepaw is like a moth if its dark and theres a little bit of light he will cling to it

- despite being a technological genius hes so advanced that earthbread technology is confusing to him. how do you turn on the computer?? do you not turn it on with your mind??? /silly He has to be taught how to use a lot of more Basic technology. especially things like light switches and sinks since [gestures to above] they dont really exist

- xylitols body temperatures are naturally very cold :] i dont rlly have a specific temp but theyre a lot colder than earthbread cookies so the planet is very cold! its constantly kept in regulation so the whole planet is kept at the perfect, cool temp. which not only benefits the xylitols but their tech too since its not at risk of overheating 👍 they also dont have anything such as blankets and fans since. why would you want to be any hotter or cooler? the planet is kept at a perfect temp all the time!! (poor astronaut.)

- relating to above AGAIN XN was not having fun his first time on earthbread. So warm in certain places and during certain seasons </3 both him and his cybernetic parts were overheating since he never had any reason to install cooling fans or any sort of temperature regulation. get this old man in a freezer NOW!!!!

OKAY THATS ALL ILL DO FOR NOW SINCE THIS IS GETTING KIND OF LOGN GZHDBFKFH I HAVE SO MANY MORE HEADCANONS ABOUT THIS GUY. HES SO SO SILLY I LOVE HIM. THANK YOUS O MUCH FOR THIS ASK /GEN AUAUUSHGHFHFJDHSKJFF

also i see in your ask you called xylitol faer if thats a pronoun headcanon thats so real /pos

[definitelynotshouting]

Hello! Hope you're having a wonderful day!

Just dropping in because I saw a Tweet that immediately screamed "hunger au!Grian" in my mind, and I needed to share.

Your hunger au is one of my favourite fanfictions of all time, and I had a few planned asks about it that I'll send sooner or later, but for now I'll just say that I clicked on it for the Scarian but stayed for the worldbuilding. Your ability to worldbuild tickles something in my brain and I have all these questions and theories and general curiosity and... When I have the time to draw again I need to try and make fan art of it, 100%.

As of now, expect future asks from me, because I took notes!

(This is the tweet btw)

https://x.com/OP1KER/status/1833530261461733489?t=cXj0foO4IdPVSto-M9vbyw&s=19

Ohh this is such a sweet ask!!! Omg im so glad hunger au is one of your fave fics 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 that makes me so happy to hear!!! Im very much looking forward to any asks you send in the future :DDD

Okay im ngl i wasnt expecting that to be the tweet and when i tell you i AUDIBLY gasped when the video started playing.... [insert horse staring at the sea meme] Man..... /pos /pos how dare that video be SO ON THE NOSE TOO HELP... THATS SUCH A GOOD POST IM OBSESSED THANK U NEIGHBOR, ITS SO GOOD

Also im so glad you like my worldbuilding!!! Hunger au is perpetually so funny to me bc i used it as an excuse to try and brush up on my abilities in that respect, since i felt like it was a skill i was pretty weak in. Apparently it paid off tho, bc i get a lot of comments telling me that people love it, which makes me SUPER happy :]]]❤️❤️❤️❤️ i have a ton more worldbuilding posts i want to make in the future too, ive just gotta scrape up the energy to actually write them all first 😭😭😭😭😭😭 but its on my eventual to-do list for sure!!!

Thank you so much for such a sweet ask :DD it really made my day to get this, and i hope youre having an excellent day as well!!!

[literaphobe]

hello. it is walking up the walls like a spider anon. chapter 5 made me feel like [car crash noises] [cartoon spring sound effect] [train rushes by] /pos. the PARALLELS!!!!!!! ladybug and chat noir being possessive but in different ways...... im losing my mind. the inner conflict you crafted for chat noir is literally so good. like. he wants to sleep with her so bad. but he knows that if he does he'll be even more infatuated with her. and he is so afraid that it'll be a one time thing that he keeps putting it off. "His dreams are the only place where they've ever been in love" ? WRECKED ME. my eyes bulged out of my head like a cartoon character and i heard the BONK sound effect so vividly i may as well have heard it in real life.

like god. chat noir thinks that this is the only way that he'll ever be able to be that close to ladybug and KNOWS that it will kill him because he's a romantic and wants to share everything with her but he STILL goes along with it because (see above reason).

as always. the dialogue and descriptions are banger. you have such a knack for fast-paced, witty, dynamic dialogue that makes reading such an engaging experience. the flow is so great that sometimes i'll be reading, then look at my scroll bar in despair (😦) because i realize i'm nearing the end of the chapter. i'm spinning tvl ladybug and chat noir so fast in my head that i think i can become a new source of clean renewable energy. the way that ladybug is quick to figure out plans and chat noir is quick to figure out ladybug. like they both try so desperately to fix things but in different ways.

literaphobe i am ur number one fan thank u for posting this fic 🫶

OH SPIDER ANON… im afraid IM your number one fan actually…

tvl chat noir’s inner conflict seems very confusing and convoluted to ladybug but it’s very simple really. he responds best and loses his inhibitions most easily WHEN she shows signs of yearning or potential feelings for him. aka when she gets jealous, when she reveals her desire to sleep with him ISNT reckless/she’s been thinking of it for a while/wanting it all for a while Blah Blah Blah and similarly he pulls away when he’s reminded of the fleeting, one-off nature of their arrangement, or when he’s aware that other romantic prospects exist in tvl ladybug’s life……… and he’ll keep doing this until he gets some form of confirmation or they come to an agreement about a more Indefinite arrangement

at the end of the day tho. he’s still Very weak for her. so if push comes to shove he could very easily Give In to her whims at the right moment, wrong time, etc etc etc

GIVES YOU SUCH A TIGHT HUG ANON… you make writing this fic so worth it :) thank you for your lovely remarks i reread and cherish them dearly -> as always to anyone reading this ch5 of tvl is out now!! im replying to my ch4 comments soon (SORRY) and I can’t wait to see what u all have to say :D