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jinkiezzsstuff · 8 months ago

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ELLO GOVNA, I hope you're doing wonderful.💘💘I have just a short request

Established relationship Alastor x fem reader who likes to wear lingerie to bed. Or just because she finds herself pretty in it, with literally zero intent to seduce Alastor, she just loves to wear em..(and she'll go all out when it comes to it, even wearing the long sheer robe that has the faux fur) Could be smut or fluff I don't mind…maybe even both 👀

I just simply adore your writing, so I had to request this.🫶

zuddeeee i’m so sorry for getting this to you so late! i loved this so much but struggled writing it for some reason! i hope this is good and that you enjoy it thank you so much for the request, praise and your patience it means the world to me 😭

warnings: SMUT 18+ yall, fem reader no pronouns used aside from ‘you’, alastor isn’t completely sex averse but there’s areas of discomfort mentioned, alastors magic used, reader tops not in a dominating sense but literally on top, alastors antlersss, kinda short smut part maybe? hmmm what else, not proof read because i was so anxious to get this out lmk if you see mistakes! swearing, hmmm that’s it i think

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Alastor made the rare decision to actually go to bed with you tonight. It wasn’t like Alastor didn’t want to sleep in bed with you no, that wasn’t the case at all. More so, he wae just so busy, not to mention he could never find himself fully asleep, the deer aspect of himself left him jumping awake at any tiny sound his sensitive ears could pick up. That would be too cruel to you, keeping you up with his pitiful nonsense.

However you insisted he slept with you tonight, for some reason you’d been more clingy then usual, perhaps it was just that stage in the relationship, or perhaps he’d been away too long without notice? Whatever the case mattered not to him, he just knew you were clingy and he’d be a monster to deny you of his affections. Tying his red bathrobe closed, Alastor kicked off his deer slippers and sat back in bed with a book. Despite being in bed, his suit was still on beneath his bathrobe, feeling still hesitant to let himself get fully comfortable.

Smooth jazz hummed from Alastor filled the room as he waited for you to join him. He wasn’t privy to your nightly habits, so he had no idea how long you’d take before you returned. Alastor thought it was rude and intrusive to stick his nose into what a lady did before bed, no matter how long your relationship had lasted he wanted you to be able to have your privacy within life. I curling your nightly rituals within the bath and bed room.

Light spilt out from the brightly lit bathroom, lighting up the dim room. Alastors head turned towards the noise of the door and light on the floor, eyes widening at the sight before him. You began walking toward the bed, a long silky robe flowing with every step you took, through peaks and openings Alastor saw your skin, and where he didn’t see skin he saw deep burgundy lace.

His tail made movements beneath him as he watch you drop the robe, slipping down your figure and onto the floor just by your side of the bed. You faced his eyes with your body clad in luxurious looking lingerie, something he’d only ever seen in hell on skimps; never yourself. “My dear, what’s this?” His tone was teasing as you slipped underneath the cover, sitting up against the headboard with him. “What do you mean hun?” Alastor raised his eyebrows at you, surprised by then genuine confusion in your tone and eyes.

“Ahhh I see my dear! Subtly indicating it’s time for some good ol’ barney mugging!” Alastor chortled out tilting his head along with his laughter. You didn’t hide the confusion on your face at his words, rarely did Alastor catch you off guard with his weird old timey speech, but this one had you puzzled. “Good old what now?” Alastors tendrils came of from beside you and tugged you into his side, nestling you underneath his arm, and pressing you to his chest. “Mischievous little you, always making me say thee uncomfortable terms; sex. You dressed up so desirably, and wanted to stay tonight because you wanted attention.” Alastor whispered softly down to you, as you twisted your head up from your awkward position to meet his gaze.

Smiling softly, you pat his chest softly giving in, and coiling around him as if he were your teddy bear. “Al, I didn’t dress up to try and get sex out of you, I genuinely just wanted to have you next to me tonight! I always dress like this for bed, you’d know if you came to bed more.” You lightly jab, still smiling sweetly at the deer above you. His eyes flickered with varying emotions that you couldn’t quite pick up on, although his smile never faltered remaining the same throughout. “I didn’t think anybody wore those types of garments to sleep.” Alastor admitted slumping further down on the headboard of the bed, he didn’t feel ashamed of jumping to conclusions on the type of outfit you doted, however he was still racking his brain on the fact you just wanted him here; why?

“You should really change too Al, these ain’t comfy.” You muttered nuzzling yourself into his neck, the tips of his hair tickling your face, and his pesky suit collar getting in the way. “Darling i’m the radio demon, demons don’t undress.” Humming absentmindedly in response, your hand danced down his chest, caressing the large quantity of fabric that seperated your hand from his chest. Reaching the belt in his robe, you were easily able to untie it, and your hands made there way back up to unbutton every button your fingers touched. Alastors static flickered with warning, but you knew he’d never hurt you like that, so to you it was no more threatening that a disapproving look.

Although he didn’t like the idea of being in a vulnerable position where anybody could catch him lacking, he allowed you to undo the buttons in his top slowly, even helping you at times when you couldn’t get one undone. “i know you’re uncomfortable at times, but you don’t have to be naked, just more relaxed.” You say as his white button up was finally opened, leaning back from your position you tugged at the robe indicating you wanted it off. Following in suit, Alastor sat up with a flat hum falling out of him, you wasted no time pulling off the robe, jacket and button down shirt all at once, before chucking it off onto the floor.

“I love your flesh, y’know that?” You coo, running your hand over every scar and decorated line that scattered across his body. You flopped back on the bed with a smile, Alastor slowly lowering himself beside you right after. “For a sinner who isn’t a cannibal my dear, that was awfully cannibalistic of you.” You grinned at him, scooting up beside him and repositioning yourself under his chin. “What can I say, you’re rubbing off on me.” Alastors hand came down the back of your head and trailed down your back, toying with the lace and band of your brassiere. “I still think you should take off your suit pants, by the way.” You muttered eyes blinking slowly, feeling exhaustion wash over your body in waves, there was something about being settled down neck to Alastor that made you feel sleepier than before.

“Hmm, s’pose I could indulge you this once.” Alastor grumbled succumbing to your wishes, with one hand he unbuttoned his slacks and unzipped his zipper, then with the help of his tentacles he pulled his pants off and tossed them aside. Your leg immediately came up to wrap around his torso, feeling his warm flesh beneath your thigh and calf was enough to make you slightly throb, which made you feel a bit guilty; after all you said you weren’t seducing him. Thankfully as your leg rested underneath his bellybutton on his pelvis, you felt shivers run through him, which he tried and failed to play off as a yawn.

Guess you weren’t the only one thinking naughty tonight. “Would you…” You trail quietly wondering if you should ruin the soft moment between you two. You heard a staticky hum sound from Alastor, almost like a rattle, and decided to simply go for it. “Would you like it if I was trying to seduce you? Would you wanna lil barney- whatever.” You breath out a laugh at the silly term. Alastor hummed thoughtfully, his claw tracing up your back with slow purpose. Alastor didn’t feel as though he knew how to answer, yes he did enjoy the indulging act every now and again with you, however it could be tedious at times.

“Can i ride you?” You blurt out sitting up. Alastors ears flickered rapidly as his eyes widened, his smile barely faltered but everything you needed to know was in his eyes and ears. Smiling coyly, you bring your own clawed hand up to caress his face. “Do your cheeks get tired from all the smiling?” You asked slowly and gently shifting your hips on top of his own, setting yourself down on top of him, lent forward toward his face. “Painfully so,” Alastor whispered his static gone as he watched through lidded eyes you grind your body against his own slowly. “I bet you’re so tired all the time honey, you need to be taken care of.” You cooed pecking his chest, below you cold feel the swell in his boxers, the lights in the room also began to act up.

“Absolutely done in my dear,” Alastor responded lowly his hands coming up carefully to your hips. “Do you intend to help me?” You nodded with a smile, and dropped your core down onto his aching bulge. With a hiss Alastor gripped your hips, nails cutting into you as you carefully grind your clothed core against him. Anticipation bubbled within you and you held back the strong urge to quicken your speed and ravage him fully, but you knew how Alastor felt and didn’t want to secretly overwhelm him in an uncomfortable way.

Lifting your hips, Alastor tried to yank you back down to him with a static growl coming from him. You tsked at him, fighting against his strength and reaching below your bodies to carefully release him from his briefs. “Don’t fight me Alastor, I'm just trying to help.” You grinned pulling the pricey pair of panties aside, revealing the glisenting of your heat. Alastor watched eyes wide as you slid slowly against his length, folds encasing his cock and covering him with your arousal. Alastors hands came down to grip the sheets, hoisting himself up slightly with his elbows to watch your sinful display.

You watched the gears turn in Alastors head, it was obvious to you how hard he was struggling to let you maintain the control. His ears were drooped down to the sides of his head, his smile lessened and struggling to stay high as you teased him. You set you body down fully feeling the head of him poke at your sensitive clit, making you jolt your mouth falling open into a silent moan. Alastor hissed like a snake, air escaping through his clenched teeth as you dragged your hips back and forth against him slowly.

Alastor was always in control when you two had sex, it was the only way he’d have it typically, let him maintain his image and aesthetics of control, being subservient just didn’t suit him. God forbid anybody walk in to see the state he was in. Alastor tensed at the thought, head craning towards the unlocked door, his eyes widening. He didn’t like feeling anxiety but he did feel it now, and he feels it anytime he’s put in these positions he hated it. The sensation in his stomach made him want to pull his hair out, the feeling of fear making him feel insane. How could someone like him feel these stupid emotions?

“Hey,” You whispered, halting your movements, and slowly resting your hand on his cheek. You noticed his demeanour suddenly shift as he began eyeing the door, your gaze followed but it was lacklustre as there was nothing there. “Al, we can stop if you’d like?” Alastors hair was puffed like a cat and his ears were pinched back instead of their previous position relaxed at the sides. “We’re just so terribly exposed my dear,” Alastor muttered glaring at the door. “May I… alter, our surroundings?” You watched him trail decisively, trying to remain indifferent on the outside when clearly he was squirmy. “Sure thing hun, do as you need.”

Smiling you watched as his demeanour shifted from on edge to confident, the hair on his head once puffed now relaxed. Smooth jazz filled the surroundings, reverberating off the walls and around the room, then your jaw dropped slightly as you watched Alastors magic to encase you safely in the wispy dome he conjured around the bed. Your eyes casted down at him, eyebrow quirked with disbelief, he only grinned cheekily up at you, arms finding their way to rest behind his head. “Ahh safe and sound my dear, where no sneaky prying eyes could see your beauty, and my fragility.” A soft laugh track played out at his exclamation, and unknowing admission of his feelings.

Angling your hips forward and down you reviled in the feeling of him twitching needily against you. “I suppose you are right, I admit Vox makes me paranoid.” Alastors static crackled madly at the mention, normally he didn’t let himself get away with showing this type of anger towards such a lowlife, but the admission that Vox put you on edge? That pissed him off. “Relax Al, i know you can take of me if I need it.” You assure petting his hair affectionately, which he typically didn’t enjoy but for the moment he allowed it.

His grin was calm as he found his zen again, relaxing into the mattress and the feeling of you squirming above him. With a hum Alastor pulled his hands out from behind him and snaked them beneath you two, grasping his dark grey member that was covered in your slick arousal. “I think it’s enough teasing dear, it’s beginning to become ever so painful.” He teased with a coy tone in his voice, you whined as he prodded your entrance slipping in the head of his cock with ease. You heard a echoed hiss of feedback play out of the static as he slid deeper into you, your back arching as you felt yourself sink down fully. “Oh shit Al, i know I'm gonna cum fast.” You whined, already rocking yourself against him. Alastor was as stiff as a board, his hands reactively flying back to your hips digging his nails into them, as he strained against the animalistic urges to ram into you like the wild animal he was.

His antlers grew large, spanning across the length of the bed as you began to ride him, his knees coming up giving you something to grab onto. All that could be heard, was the distracting jazz, and the echoing skin slapping that reverberated through the bubble. Alastors nostrils flare at the smell of you encasing him, he tried to hide the whines he made by swallowing but it was no luck once you began to clamp down on him. Crying out loudly you fell forward hands on each side of him as you crazily fucked yourself on him, selfishly chasing your own orgasm. Although Alastor didn’t mind, he felt himself holding on to the edge of his climax as he watched your face contort and listened to your pleas for him. A ballistic growl ripped out of Alastors chest as he came, giving into the desire to be disgustingly horny; he encased your hips with his arms, moaning your name into your ear as he thrusted into your body vigorously.

You gripped his antlers as he did so, feeling your clit bump against his pubic hair and flesh, you could feel yourself getting so close but this one was dragging out. You begged Alastor not to stop as you throbbed and clenched, and when you did Alastor pulled his head back to meet your lips. His tongue sliding into your mouth, warm lips against your own and clashing teeth was enough to make you come. Your body convulsed against his, whining and crying into his mouth as you made a mess of him and your bed. After a moment where you both rode out your high, you finally detached from the lips, your body’s simultaneously falling back, his against the bed and your body against his. Alastors magic collapsed around you, the shield once encasing you gone, the jazz that once carried through the crackled off moments ago. The two of you panted, wordlessly recouping. “I think i’ll sleep with you more often dear, i have to admit, that was quite the sleeping aid.”

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reiderwriter · 1 year ago

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hi 💖 I’m literally ✨obsessed✨ with your writing atm and I’ve never done a request before so I thought this would be the perfect opportunity!!

I would love to read an established couple fic where reader drops by !professor spencer’s office and spicy times ensue 🌶️👀 the trope where reader is inexplicably jealous of the girls auditing his class gets me every 🤌 single 🤌 time 🤌 (but don’t feel like you have to include that trope!! I’m a sucker for any !professor spencer smut lmao)

- 🐺 anon

A/N: Thank you sm for your request!! I am also slightly unhinged about Professor Spencer (I think this is my second one this month lmao) so I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: use of sir, degradation, fingering, no contraception, PinV sex, semi-public sex, jealous reader (she's like 27 beefing with undergrads), age-gap (15 years), Spencer keeps a souvenir of her visit 😊. Also I don't even know if American lecturers have office hours, so like... For context I am a European living in SK lmao. 18+ MINORS DNI

W/C: ~2k

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You’d lost count of how many times you’d visited Spencer in his office now that he’d started lecturing semi-regularly. The break from his regular activities as a member of the BAU suited him well, and you had no complaints either, loving having an excuse to drop by the college campus he was based on to visit the cute student-run coffee shops and explore the space. And since you’d started working from home while you wrote your novel, you definitely had the time to visit.

Usually, you’d find him in some lecture theatre or the other, but having walked around all his regularly scheduled rooms, he was nowhere in sight. You shrugged a little, figuring that he must be in his office if he was nowhere else. You were right, of course, but he wasn’t exactly alone.

A line of undergrads had formed at his door as you noticed the sign pinned to his door mentioned his updated office hours for the semester in the run-up to finals week. Typical. You were never the best-timed person, and you could see that you weren’t going to get his attention for a while from the look of all the students. You waited outside for him to open the door and summon the next student into his office, settling onto a couch opposite his door.

You weren’t trying to listen in to the multiple conversations going on, but you couldn’t help it when they were being so loud and open.

“God, he’s so fucking hot, I just want him to bend me over that desk and-”

“-wonder if he’s single. If he is, I’m totally going to make a move-”

“-I just know it’s big-”

“- in that lecture about the serial rapist, all I could think about was his hands-”

You blushed a little deeper with each of their confessions. They didn’t know who you were, of course they didn’t, and you sure as hell weren’t going to tell them. But now you knew why it was that they were here, and honestly, you couldn’t blame them for lusting after the man, you’d done the same thing. Your relationship had started in a similar way. You’d knocked on the doors of the FBI with a case back when you were a journalist, and been met with those big brown eyes and it had taken your entire strength to not jump him then and there.

So you understood. But you didn’t have to like it, and you certainly did not. The longer you sat there, the older you felt, constantly resisting the urge to yell at these kids in an old maid's way. Gods he was old enough to be some of these girls’ fathers. You weren’t exactly close in age with him yourself, a gap of about 15 years separating the two of you, but come on.

The door to his office finally cracked open, and you followed the sound of his voice, still rambling out facts as he let the student out.

“Now that you have the difference between stressor and trigger down, you’ll find it easier to interpret some of the readings, just keep in mind that sometimes they can be one and the same.” The student nodded and thanked him before leaving, a slightly disappointed look shadowing her face.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” His smile lit up the second he saw you, and you held out the coffee you’d bought him earlier to him.

“Thought I’d drop in and see you. I missed you.” Maybe it was petty of you in front of literal teenagers and people who couldn’t even legally drink yet, but you wrapped a hand around his waist, underneath his suit jacket, and looked up at him with a big grin, fluttering your eyelashes. He looked at you with knotted eyebrows, trying to decode your words as if they were the key to cracking a case he was working on.

You felt the eyes of the students burning into you, heard them whispering to each other and your grin deepened. You’d marked your territory successfully.

“I’m sorry, I’ve got office hours for the next 25 minutes, do you mind waiting?” He looked apologetically down at you, speaking with a bit of an awkward tone, not used to the notable PDA.

“That’s fine. I can wait out here, right?” You asked, trying to give him your most innocent look. He nodded his assent, and you returned to your seat, grabbing a book from your bag and settling in as he welcomed the next student to his office.

An hour later, all the students had finally dispersed. A fair few of them had given up after you made your identity known, embarrassingly slinking away from the queue, but a fair few had stuck it out, still just wanting a glimpse of him. The conversation had dimmed though, now back on the topic of college parties and TikTok stars or something.

When the final student slipped out of the office, you jumped up enthusiastically and joined Reid inside, letting yourself in with a small knock and a sing-song “professor.”

He was sat at his desk, glasses perched on his nose looking down at some papers, and looking as attractive as he had the day you’d met him. You slunk over to him, swirling his chair around so you could sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing a deep kiss to his lips.

“What’s gotten into you today?” He asked, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him, obviously not objecting to the sudden physicality of your affection. “It’s not an anniversary, we’re only on our 1,813th day of dating which doesn’t mark any milestones or other special cultural holidays, so what gives.”

“You know I love it when you talk numbers to me.”

“You know I love it even more when you spill and tell me what’s going on? Come on, Y/N, something’s different.” You pouted at this goddamn superhuman perception. It was going to be embarrassing to admit that you saw the gaggle of girls that had been crowding around his office as competition.

“There were a lot of students today.” You said, simply changing the topic a bit, hoping you wouldn’t have to explicitly name the green-eyed monster that had taken over you.

“Not really, that’s about the amount I get every time I open office hours.”

“Every time?” He’d told you often that you were an absolutely open book, your facial expressions baring your every thought and feeling. So you cursed yourself at the pout you felt forming on your lips.

“Woah, what was that? Y/N, are you… are you jealous?”He laughed a little bit as your frown deepened, a flush coming up to cover your face.

“So what if I am?”

“Have I not been paying enough attention to you, baby?” He trailed his hand up between your thighs and your breath hitched as you felt the tone of the conversation immediately shift.

“They were talking about you, y’know?” your breath hitched at the last word, as his hand found its way to your clit, beginning to press the tiniest of circles around that nerve.

“Oh? What were they saying that made my princess so upset?” The hand gripping your hip was nearly painful now, as he clasped you tightly, letting your legs spread for him as he slowly picked up the pace, your back now flush against his chest as he looked down to between your legs from over your shoulder. Your head was thrown back against him, your chest rising and falling with every small movement.

“They were talking a-about your hands,” you moaned out. His eyes stayed fixed on your center, but his free hand trailed up to your blouse, popping a few buttons expertly so he could see the rise and form of your chest, see your nipples sticking out through the thin bra you’d chosen that morning.

“Hmm, is that it baby? They just talked about these hands?” He continued at his agonizing pace on your clit as his hand lifted to your nipples, pulling one breast free of your bra and beginning to roll it between his fingers. You writhed at the touch, trying desperately to keep quiet, knowing from your time outside just how thin these walls were.

“Baby, I think you didn’t hear me. Was that all they said?” His tone was darker now, and you knew you had to answer before he made you.

“No!” You moaned out, trying to gain back some composure when all you wanted to do was relax into his hands and let him pull your release from you. “They… they said they knew you were big… Down there.” He laughed a little at that and shifted his hips underneath you.

“And are they correct baby?” You feel him pressing against your leg now and it takes everything in you not to let your eyes roll back in pleasure and let him use you as he wants.

“Yes, sir. They were… they were right, you always fill me up so good.” Your hips start grinding down into his, his hand stilling as you use him to get yourself off.

“There’s something else they said, right, baby? You’re holding something back?” He smiled, dropping hot open-mouthed kisses to your neck as you frantically rubbed yourself up against him. Your moans were ripping out from your mouth now in frustrated moans, as you felt needy in a way you’d never quite experienced before.

“Stop teasing, Spencer.”

“No. This is my office, and you come in draping yourself all over me like a whore in front of all of my students. You don’t get to call me Spencer right now, you’re going to have to show a little bit more respect.” With those words he pushed you up to your feet, pulling his hands off of you before quickly clearing a space on the desk and bending you over it.

“I heard this bit. They said they wanted me to bend them over and take them like this, right?” You heard him unzip his pants, bringing the tip of his cock to your entrance as he started teasing you, pulling your panties to the side. You moaned out a yes, but that wasn’t enough for him anymore.

“Use your words, baby. What did they want me to do to them?”

“They wanted you to bend them over the desk and fuck them like a little whore, sir.” With that confession out in the open, he finally pushed into you, stretching you out with a sinful groan slipping from his mouth.

“Fuck baby, so tight and wet for me…” His thrusts were hard and slow, and you could feel the wetness seeping down your legs, the wet sounds of your activity filling the space infinitely. His pace picked up and so did your constant mewls from the contact, the sounds completely unmistakable for anything but base lust.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, sweetheart. Going to come, right here on my cock in my office, huh?”

“Yes, sir, I’m going to…. Shit, I’m going to cum.” He grabbed your hair and pulled your face up to his, swallowing each of your moans with his mouth as he let his tongue explore, your body twitching still under his ministrations. He kept his rough pace up for another minute or two before hitting his peak as well, pulling out to empty himself out on your thighs.

“Shit, Y/N,” he mumbled, falling back into his chair and running a hand through his tousled hair as you fell forward back into the desk, chest heaving. He was at eye level with the results of his labour and you heard the sound of his phone camera clicking before you could pull yourself together.

“Spencer!” You giggled awkwardly, looking back at him with an incredulous look as he pulled some tissues out of the desk drawer and started cleaning you up.

“What? I always take notes during my office hours.” He grinned up at you, as you turned around and planted another kiss to his lips, pulling him back up to you.

“How many students do you think will actually turn up to your class tomorrow?”

“I’ll be lucky if the module actually has any sign-ups next term.”

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eand47 · 20 days ago

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I’m already 6 pages deep into the chapter but I’m so so EXTREMELY tired that every time I start writing I just fall asleep as uni is taking so much of my energy right now 😭 anyway I think it will be done by tomorrow night… I hope 👀 if not Thursday.

Also… 80% of it will be Reader x Ace , so I don’t want to hear any complaining that it was not enough 😤 jk jk it was actually about time that something starts to happen between them, right 😏?

here is the masterlist for those of you who haven’t read it yet 💕

also this is Ace’s IG profile pic, in case u were wondering hehhee (I just wanted to show off MY MAN 💅🏻💅🏻)

the artist is @a_phu14 on Instagram, very talented in case you want to check their work and follow 🫶

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crystalandbow · 6 months ago

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WHAT LESSON ARE YOU CURRENTLY LEARNING 👀🩰

-pac edition (3 piles)

For entertainment purposes only

PILE 1

I hope you are having a great day🎀

let us dissect & discuss the image you have chosen (swans)

no cards today😭 *experimental reading*

firstly, what you are learning rn is related to trust, bondings and friendships (for few it could be about trusting your family members)

it isn't about romantic love (so far, even though the image can relate to love, but i am not picking up anything like that so far)

for those that felt called towards the 3rd pile as well, it talks about self love , appreciating one's own efforts, taking care and being gentle with your own soul.

i'm also getting the word "pause", like time has paused / everything is going slow and you are just wondering whats happening, observing everything around you for answers. things might be going slow and easy, for some they find peace here.

im also getting the image of the hermit which shows: being alone, and on hilly mountainous regions) things are cold ? meaning no progress, like i said above things & progress are slow which some people are okay with since yall understand that things take time (you have understood this lesson and are now getting tested, once you pass this you'll be upgraded to the next level soon);

while for some it's stressful, unbearable, you wanna get out of this slowness and being by yourself. but that is your lesson and you need to get okay/comfortable with this feeling of being out of your comfort zone, you need to understand that you'll be okay and getting out of your shell will not always be that painful/ hurt you.

should i do more of these?

that is it for you guys! please do lmk what you think about this reading for private readings : click here! my tipping jar : click here!

PILE 2

I hope you are having a great day🎀

let us dissect & discuss the image you have chosen (the rose painting)

no cards today😭 *experimental reading*

love, straight up!

if you

so the women holding the rose is wearing the color white which symbolises purity, innocence, i m hearing the word "childlike" while being drawn towards the sun card in the tarot deck, and even pinterest lol. well the white dress + the sun card, could show how your inner child/ childhood dream is close to coming true (but that isnt really a lesson so). the sun card is alot about success for you in this story. so even success and bright/ joy in your love life. as a lesson it talk about comforting that inner child, providing it that love and care as it has been hurt from outsiders, you have been upset/sad, might even think that your love life is very bad, almost as if you have been cursed to stay away from loyalty and love but that isn't the case for MOST. it is because your inner child is so very wounded, it is sacred to interact with others because it thinks they'll hurt them and obv it will think so because honey be honest! what mental diet do you have? do you care about your inner child? do you show love to yourself? your inner child is wounded and your lesson is to show care for it, treat it like your own lil baby, take care of yourself. for yourself. otherwise even the right ones won't stay long.

have a positive diet of purity and celebrate the innocence within you, be easy! if you wonder why your life had to suffer just know that the suns shines bright because it burns like that. only when yiu go through the pain can you appreciate the love and light is my philosophy for overcoming any dark night of the soul.

have fun with your inner child, play with it & make it feel at ease so that it helps you attract better opportunities.

TAKE CARE AND BYEEE

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PILE 3

I hope you are having a great day🎀

let us dissect & discuss the image you have chosen (lipgloss)

no cards today😭 *experimental reading*

the lipgloss pile😄i was sooo excited for this specific pile. i wanna know what it is for you!

anyways lets begin

well firstly, life could be all over the place, in a mess or in chaos, im getting new york city vibes aswell, showing how life cools so cool on the outside (to other people) but in reality it is also in some mess. its fast paced and chaotic (THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF PILE 1)

your life might be all over the place and in chaos, so much that you don't know what you should focus on, you want to do everything, you are trying your hands everywhere in all fields and everywhere hoping something might work out?

this pile is all about having too much in your plate and the problem is that it isn't organised. you need to be organised, its not bad but you aren't able to focus on anything which could be creating more & more problems. im getting attention deficiency. you need to learn how to not procrastinate & to remove distractions from your life. to be more organised and to know what is good / healthy for you.

for some y'all could be a lil worried about money and want a sign/guidance about it, maybe like a conformation of whether or not you are on the right track

your lesson is to set prioritise and work on them, be focused on them and now that doing a specific task will take you closer to achieving that goal/priorities & what will take you away from your goals/ priorities.

set goals & work TOWARDS them & get out of a mess, get organised is your lesson

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 10 months ago

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The boys reaction on the reader breast feeding 😅

Like would they want to taste it or would they watch idk lol up to you I feel comfortable 🫶🏻

Breastfeeding (Fluff)/(18+)

Bayverse!Turtles x reader

A/N: oop. Don’t mind if I do👀💚 Not super long this time, as I've had a long ass day😭💚

Warnings: I’m not sure if breastfeeding needs a warning, but I’m just gonna put it anyway to be safe.

Leonardo:

Leo could not explain it, but watching you breastfeed their children did something to him. It has never been in a turtle's nature to seek out their parents. Once the egg was laid, they were on their own. And therefore it obviously wasn’t a common thing to see a turtle suckle their mother's breast for milk. Damn it, turtles don't even have nipples. But with your children being part human, the need for breast milk was there, and to Leo the sight was… interesting. In all honesty, he found peace in the sight, watching you throughout the years with all four of your children. It was a different way of meditation for Leo, to sit with you and your child, in the moment your child’s small hungry cries turned to a content silence.

Raphael:

This might sound strange, but Raph found it hot when you were breastfeeding. To be blunt and honest, he thought you looked absolutely amazing, and at times he wondered if he was willing to have another child, just to see you like that again, when you’re just sitting there with your tit out in the open, but other than that, he couldn't really explain why. Sure, your child was gaining sustenance from your nipple and he knew better than to ever interrupt that, but he just couldn’t keep his thoughts from going to that dirty place. And he would take you with him to that place, when you’ve laid your kid to bed, fighting the urge to put another child in you. It was like you brought a smaller mating season on to him every time, something he had thought had ended with your last child. But he still found himself thinking back upon it, weighing whether the pros and cons, figuring out if it was worth one more child.

Donatello:

Donnie enjoyed watching you breastfeed for many different reasons. You were his wife, so of course he found a sense of joy and happiness while watching you feed your child. It brought him peace to know that both you and his child felt good and comfortable, and watching you in these moments made him feel warm and happy. Who would have thought that he ever got to experience something like this? But of course, it also evoked the more science oriented side of Donnie. He could not help but analyze and take mental notes, learning from all he saw, in order to understand. It was the way of nature, and in this case, two different natures coming together and forming a new one.

Michelangelo:

Breastfeeding was a curious wonder to Mikey. He had never seen it before, and he did not know that was a thing with humans before you had your first child. There was no doubt that Mikey definitely wanted to taste. It started out with genuine curiosity. He wanted to know why his kids would whine and grab for their mother’s breast whenever they were hungry, thinking it had something to do with the flavor. It took some time before you let Mikey taste, had he seemed disappointed when he learned that there weren't any spectacular flavors, but just… milk. But nonetheless, Mikey could not help but find the whole thing a little exciting, and now you had to put up with not just a hungry child, but your imaginative husband.

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teamred · 3 months ago

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re: your tags - I am dying to know about your Wade’s sister!reader x Logan fic, omg that sounds so fun 👀💖

-@eupheme

omg hi j!!! @eupheme (gonna tag you in case the ask post doesn't do it)

i actually have two wade's sister!reader x logan fics in the works! i hope you don't mind me sharing both~

the one i was referring to in my tags is called "dusk till dawn".

summary: vanessa is kidnapped, so while wade runs off to save her, he assigns logan to be reader's bodyguard. however, they don't get along, but they start to fall for each other over time.

it'd be a road trip/motel hopping au with lots of banter, sharing one bed, tension, angst, and steamy moments of course 👀

i'm taking inspiration from some of the moments with logan and mariko from the wolverine (2013) movie!

i'd love to share snippets, but it's really in the draft stages right now!!

second fic i have is called "can't help myself" (title tentatitive)

summary: wade only has one rule for logan: his sister is completely off-limits. but of course, logan never plays by the rules, and you couldn't give two shits about what your dumb-ass brother says.

this one would be more of a fun fic!! just like messing with wade but also having fun with logan and lowkey falling for him too

lots of dialogue, especially with wade, smut, fluff, etc. just a vibes fic

wouldn't be as long as the other fic - i wrote quite a bit for this already! here's a snippet of the intro:

“Don't look at her,” Wade paces around his apartment’s living room, listing the things Logan, his new roommate, should avoid when he meets his sister tomorrow. “Don't breathe in her presence, don't even think about her, and especially don't—”

“What, ya gonna tell me I can’t fuck her next?” Logan cuts in with an amused chuckle, reclining on the living room couch with a hand above his head.

“Yes, bingo!” Wade exclaims, pointing at him excitedly. “Exactly that, you geriatric sexy vampire. Or should I technically say vampire hunter?” He pauses, wondering for a moment.

“Anyways,” he continues, “you can have any woman you want in this new universe—hell, I’ll cry my heart out every night after my evening jerk-off seshes, but you can even have Vanessa—but my sister? We’re gonna have a repeat of the Honda Odyssey fight, Wolvie, and that won’t be a pretty sight to see.”

“Okay,” Logan replies, getting up from the couch and heading toward the kitchen. “I’ll make sure to fuck your sister until she forgets the fact that she's your sister. Got it.”

“Hey!” Wade smacks him on the back as he’s bent over, trying to grab a beer from the fridge. A low growl escapes from him. “I’m being serious here.”

“When are you ever serious?” Logan asks, popping off the beer cap with his thumb.

“Now! I am being serious now.” Wade’s voice rises before he takes a second to compose himself, closing his eyes and inhaling slowly. Logan watches him carefully, sipping his beer.

“Please, Logan,” he barely whispers, avoiding eye contact.

The silence, punctuated only by Logan’s sipping, feels uncomfortable and heavy. Finally, Logan lets out a sigh.

“Fine,” he grunts. “I won’t get involved with your sister.”

Wade breaks into a relieved smile and extends his pinky. “You promise?”

Despite Logan rolling his eyes and shaking his head, he ends up hooking his pinky around Wade’s, sealing the deal.

Except Wade doesn’t see Logan’s other hand behind his back, with his middle and index fingers crossed over another.

#eupheme #cee.q&a #logan howlett x reader #wolverine x reader #i think i overshared but i'm always game to share what i'm currently working on ahhh #on top of that i'm currently working on that wade fic that i got inspired from your post!!#i love working on ideas but executing them?? we shall see.... HAHA #thanks for being interested j!!! <3

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bisexualiteaa · 4 months ago

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Sinful Indulgence

Logan Howlett x Mutant!Fem Reader (SMUT!! MDNI)

CW: established friendship, mentions of alcohol, mentions of smoking, swearing, reader has a succubus mutation, mutual pining, slight angst, p0rn w/ a little plot, wall fugging, unprotected seggs, p in v, fingering, oral (f receiving), use of pet names, praise, touch starved, cream pie, possible spelling/grammar errors.

AN: SHE HAS RETURNED BABY GIRL!! With another character fixation. 👀 Saw the Deadpool and Wolverine movie and I just could not resist writing for this beautiful, beautiful man. I was writing this at almost 3am so please forgive me if it’s sporadic and has errors, it’s been a while since I’ve gotten a whole work done. 😩 Feel free to send asks about Deadpool or Wolverine, I am happy to write for both of them! Hope y’all enjoy! 💛💙

When you showed up at Wade’s apartment after work, you thought of practically every other scenario in existence than the one you were currently in. Of course, you wouldn’t consider being pinned up against the wall, blouse unbuttoned- or rather ripped open, pencil skirt scrunched all the way up above your ass with his tall, dark and brooding roommate’s tongue down your throat a worst case scenario by any means. Just certainly not the one you were expecting to be in when you’d left work.

Wade had invited you over to celebrate your most recent job promotion, seeing as you were best friends with the merc, and his neighbor from just across the hall, he wanted to share in the celebration with you. He knew that unlike him, you lived alone and had for quite some time. Not really by choice, but rather that most people were scared by you or intimidated when they found out about your work and your mutant abilities. Aside from Wade and his friends, you’d become somewhat accustomed to keeping mostly to yourself. He wanted you to have people to share in the good news with, even if it was a small group of people, they were at least there to help show you that you didn’t have to go through things alone anymore. You had been there for him through some of his hardest times, helping him any way you could and he wanted to return the favor the best he possibly could. So needless to say, when you opened the door to his apartment (thanks to you having a spare key incase he lost his or Mary Puppins needed a dog sitter) you were shocked to find Wade nowhere to be seen. Or heard, which is incredibly rare. When you walked in, you were instead greeted to Logan who was sprawled out on the couch with his usual beer in hand. He laid there with one foot propped on the opposite arm rest, as the other sat planted on the floor in a manspread of sorts, his free arm raised up and tucked beneath his head. You blushed as you tried your hardest to not let your eyes wander past the vein on his lower stomach. It just barely peaked from beneath his shirt that was riding up and led under the waistband of his jeans. You couldn’t help but wonder where it led to, or how it would feel beneath your tongue as you’d trace it with your wet muscle. How ferocious he would sound as you raked your nails across his skin as he was buried deep within you. You wondered how it would look, how it would feel inside of you. Is it as imposing as the rest of him? You tried your best to clear your head, to rid yourself of the lascivious thoughts but it proved to be rather difficult when in his presence. Your mutation had been getting the better of you the past couple of weeks, making it hard to quell the demon residing in you. Literally and metaphorically speaking. Thankfully, he was too busy mindlessly watching something on the television to catch your stares as you stood there almost in awe. He finally looked to you as you closed the door, allowing you to send a kind smile his way and a gentle “hey!” in greet as you stepped inside, but his eyes hadn’t missed that wild look in your eyes or the flush to your cheeks. It seemed to happen often when you were around him, he noticed. It was a nice change to get a flustered smile sent his way rather than the sneers, or looks of disappointment and disgust from the people in his timeline. Nice to hear a racing heart rate for other reasons than just fear of what he was capable of. He was drawn to you in a way he couldn’t quite explain, something about you just felt comfortable. But you’d been distant lately. Anytime you would hang around Wade, the minute Logan came in the room, it was as if suddenly your time was cut short. Anytime he would see you in passing, he would only receive a quick hello from you, then watch as you’d bolt off. You guys didn’t even sit and chat for as long as you normally would when he would manage to get you to himself, seeming almost on edge around him. You’d never told him that you had a succubi mutation, or that you’d gone so long without sex that it made it nearly impossible for you to be around him without trying to jump him. So out of respect, you isolated yourself away and kept your distance from him. You’d never had this issue before, this was all new to you. Then again, you’d never been in love before like you were with Logan.

His eyes lingered on you a little longer than he had originally intended, and he prayed you wouldn’t notice. He already heard enough teasing from Wade about the way he looked at you with so-called “fuck me eyes” and the heavy tension that laid between you both. So if you were to catch him and his fleeting glances, he knew he would never hear the end of it. As much as he hated the idea of Wade making fun of him, he didn’t hate the idea of him and all his friends knowing that you were his girl. Or would hopefully be his girl, if he’d ever man up and finally shoot his shot with you. You come around often enough for him to have gotten to know you, between the late night game nights, Wade’s weekly movie nights and him sometimes visiting your place for a quiet space away from his loud roommate, he’d come to know you a lot more personally since he’d moved in. He’d never seen you so done up before though, and that’s what really caught his attention. You were donned in a ruffled blouse that outlined your every dip and curve, from your chest to your waist, leading down to a tight pencil skirt that hugged your hips just perfectly. He could only imagine the wonderful things it did to your ass, hoping you would pass him by so he could steal a glance and see for himself. You had on cute little kitten heels that clicked with each step and left you a little taller than usual. Not taller than him however, he could still tower over you with ease. You looked gorgeous in anything you wore in his eyes. You could be in nothing more than a baggy shirt and sweatpants and he’d still think you’d make the goddess of beauty absolutely green with envy. But in this? Every god and goddess out there could eat their fucking heart out. Your hair was done up in a tight bun, little fly aways pulled down to frame your face and a blazer draped over your arm. Not to mention you smelled like a walking aphrodisiac, he could hardly tear his eyes from you. Not that he wanted to, he was enjoying this view of you all to himself, and he was hoping you’d stick around for more than just a few minutes once you’d find out it was just him here.

“Take a picture bub, it’ll last you longer” you quipped in a playful tone with a grin and wink as you set your things down on the dining room table. Fuck, you caught him. Then again, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, you seemed to enjoy the stares so maybe if he played his cards right, he could see where this goes. He gave a small chuckle at your comment, using his own term against him as he turned back to the TV. “Never seen you so done up before” he stated, his way of asking what had you all dolled up and why you were here at Wade’s place. “Like what you see?” You asked with a smirk, your voice dipping into a lower, more seductive octave almost on its own, but spoken with the cocky tone you were originally going for, and for once he understood how he sounded to everyone else when he talked like that. No wonder people thought he was arrogant, but he had to admit, the confident flirtation looked and sounded good coming from you. He gave a scoff at your words, making you chuckle at his response. Wasn’t a yes but hey, it wasn’t a no either, maybe that was a win. “Had an interview for a promotion at my job today, and I killed it. Called up Wade to let him know the good news and he told me to come over after work” you replied, answering his question that went unspoken. “‘s just you here? Figured he’d have been home by now” you added. “Yeah, just me. Need me to jet?” He asked, making you confused at first as to why he asked it. “Why would I want you to leave? I enjoy your company” you replied truthfully, your tone so sweet it could almost rot his teeth. He honestly wasn’t expecting it. Usually most people didn’t like his company, considered him too grouchy or a buzzkill with how his attitude gets, and with the way you’d been dodging him lately he couldn’t help but wonder if it was something he’d done. “Oh. Well, you said Wade invited you over to celebrate, so I thought…” he started, not wanting to spell it out but you understood enough of what he was trying to say so he didn’t have to. Your eyes went wide before you laughed at what he had been insinuating. He knit his eyebrows in confusion and slight annoyance, but he couldn’t be mad, he loved your laugh. Loved it even more when he was the one who could pull the joyous sound from you. “Oh holy shit, now that’s fucking funny” you said, wiping tears from your eyes from laughing so hard before catching your breath. “No. Absolutely not. He is NOT my type and it is NOT that type of celebration” you answered as you took your heels off, leaving them by the door before strutting into the kitchen to Wade’s fridge, looking for a drink. It was a relief to hear those words leave you, and to see you kick off your shoes meant you planned on staying, even if he was the only one home.

As you strolled past Logan and into the kitchen, bending down to get into the fridge, he was privy to just how nice that skirt made your ass look, answering his suspicions from when you first walked in. “Is he anyone’s? Fucker never keeps his mouth shut long enough to be anything other than a headache” Logan chimed in, making you chuckle. “He’s Vanessa’s type I guess. Which hey, good for him but I pray for her sanity” you replied as you still dug around for something that wasn’t either Logan’s beers, which you knew better than to tamper with, or Mexican food that was likely long past safe to eat. “Not sure there’s any there ‘f she’s puttin’ up with his bullshit” he replied, watching as you finally gave up on the contents of the refrigerator with a groan in frustration and grabbed a bottle of wine from the cabinet above it instead. “Aha! There it is” You said as you closed the fridge door with your hip before pulling out a wine opener from the nearby drawer, getting the cork as far out as you could with the opener before pulling it the rest of the way out with your teeth. He’d be lying if he said it wasn’t an attractive sight. “Fair” you finally replied as the cork sat between your teeth before spitting it out to the side. After contemplating whether to get yourself a glass or not, you decided against it and instead drank straight from the long-necked bottle, leaving Logan to watch as your throat bobbed with your desperate gulps of the saccharine red liquid. He thought drinking isopropyl alcohol was a cry for help, guess he’d met his match. You licked the extra that collected along your plush lips before giving a pleased sigh. And it went straight to his dick. “Fuck, been needing this all day” you said contentedly, before coming over to the couch, silently asking his permission to join him before watching him scoot over. He huffed in protest as if it were a hassle, but really he was happy you even bothered to make sure he was okay with you joining him before just bursting his personal bubble. “At least he’s got that goin’ for him. I’ve been known to scare people away. Kinda come to terms with the fact that I’ll probably be a lonely drunk til the end of my days, so I guess he’s got that over me” you said before taking another hearty swig of your drink, trying your best to ignore the electric feeling of being so close to Logan but it was a battle you were steadily losing. He gave a grunt in reply, understanding completely how you felt. “You and me both, bub” he said making you chuckle softly but with a somber undertone to it. If only he knew how much you cared about him.

“You know, this is the first time in years I’ve had anyone to celebrate anything with” you piped up after taking another drink, staring off as you broke the peaceful silence that fell over you two. He looked to you as you spoke, his expression as impossible to read as ever but a hint of sympathy rested in those intense eyes of his. “I’m so tired of scaring people away because of how I am…tired of going about this bullshit life alone” you admitted, and you knew it sounded pathetic as soon as it left you but it was true. Yet he understood. He understood better than anyone what it was like to feel alone, to feel like the world had it out for you. “Well, y’not alone in this anymore bub” he said, making you turn to him and smile appreciatively at his words of comfort, you needed it more than you had originally thought. “Thanks Lo” you replied kindly, and he swore his heart skipped a beat at the nickname. You extended your bottle out towards him, a cheers in celebration to not only your accomplishments, but to the moment shared between you two. This was the most intimate and sweet moment you two had ever shared since meeting the man from another timeline. When you and Logan spoke, it always felt natural. Nothing was forced, there was no need to lie or put on a front, you felt comfortable. His gruff and angry exterior would scare off most, but not you. He was thankful for that, thankful that in this timeline, he was useful to someone. Cared for by people, but most importantly by you.

As he reached out to tap his beer against your wine bottle, he noticed something different about your nails. They were longer than they were a few minutes ago. Now black in color and with a rather sharp, claw like shape to them. “Have your nails done?” He asked, making you hum in confusion before looking at your hands. “Shit..” you whispered to yourself. It was then that it finally clicked in his head why you claimed people were scared of you. “You’re a mutant” he said, once again not really asking, rather stating, but his tone asked you to elaborate. You sighed as you tilted your head back against the back of the couch, your eyes clenched shut in embarrassment. “I am” you answered begrudgingly, knowing it was a painful journey from here. “Not exactly proud of it. In fact most times it feels like the shittiest thing ever dealt to me” you added, hissing in pain as horns sprouted from the top of your head. You’d gone too long without sating your needs, and in return you could no longer maintain your human visage. You felt your thin, spindly tail slither from beneath your skirt, Logan watching in amazement as you seemed to transform before him. When your eyes finally opened and your jaw unclenched, he was greeted to enchanting golden irises and a set of fangs in place of your normal canines. “This…I’m afraid is the real me” you said self consciously, searching for fear in his eyes, looking for any hint of disgust like others had shown you in the past. Yet you didn’t find it. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?” Was all he asked, wanting to know why you would hide this from him when you told each other next to everything. “Because I didn’t want to scare you away” you answered simply. “I’ve lost so many people through the years that meant so much to me. I’ve scared some when I would tell them I’m a mutant, I’ve disgusted others when they would see me like this. So I got used to hiding it so that I wouldn’t lose anyone else” you continued. “I hid it because I just couldn’t bear it if I lost you too” you finished. “Is that why you’ve been dodgin’ me?” He asked, making you hang your head in shame as you nodded in reply. His hand came to yours, grasping it tightly to comfort you the best he could. “It’d take a lot more than that to scare me away, doll. I’m not goin’ anywhere” he said, making you smile appreciatively at him. “You don’t think it’s hideous?” You asked, gesturing to your horns and tail making him chuckle. “I think anyone who does think that is fuckin’ blind” he replied, making you smile at the compliment. “Wait ‘til you see the wings, then you might say otherwise” you added, but with a more playful tone, one that showed you were doing a little better already than you were before. “Try me. Been around a while, seen a lot of shit” he said, making you hum in reply. “I forget you’re old as dirt” you answered mischievously, making him turn to you with an offended look. “Fuck you” he grumbled before resuming drinking his beer, making you laugh and he couldn’t help but soften up at the sound. “Just teasin’” you replied before a moment of comfortable silence fell upon you both once more, his large hand still clasping yours. “Thank you…for not freaking out” you said, feeling him sling an arm around you and pull you into his side, allowing you the chance to rest your head on his shoulder. He didn’t need to verbally reply, the action had spoken enough for you to understand.

“Y’said earlier that Wade wasn’t your type” Logan spoke up in the silence, deciding that if he was to shoot his shot, that now was his best chance. No one else was around, so you could enjoy in the privacy. His statement made you tilt your head to look up at him while still resting on his shoulder. “Still true, way too high maintenance for me” you added, making him quirk a small grin in response as you looked back to the television while you spoke. A beat of tense silence fell between you as he contemplated his next move and what he was going to say. “What is your type then?” He asked bravely but almost trying to sound nonchalant about it as he looked to you, making you shoot him a fang-toothed grin as you looked at him. “Well, if you really want to know. I like the tall, dark and brooding type with scruff, pointed tufts of hair, and claws that come from his knuckles. Extra points if his name is Logan. Know anyone like that?” you answered flirtatiously but honestly, making him chuckle in response. “Think I do actually. Heard he’s an asshole though, you sure that’s the one you want?” he quipped cheekily, making you laugh in response. “Lucky for him, that’s my type. I think he is charming, but don’t tell him I told you that” you teased with a knowing grin as you both finished off your respective drinks before migrating into the kitchen for another round. “How ‘bout you? ‘s only fair you spill your secrets since I’ve spilt mine” You asked, making him chuckle as he trailed not very far behind you. “Figured that one was obvious, sweetheart” he said, the nickname paired with the way he was looking at you with that lopsided grin made you absolutely melt. “Maybe, but it’s more fun when you say it” you replied, wanting to hear it from him, wanting him to acknowledge the tension and confirm what you were hoping was mutual attraction. “I’m all ears” you added, cupping your pointed ears for added effect before turning to grab another bottle of wine from the cabinet as he grabbed another beer. “Fuckin’ brat” he grunted, making you chuckle and hum with intrigue at the dominance in his tone. “Yeah? Gonna do something about it bub?” You challenged as you moved to open your fresh bottle, the alcohol not enough to hinder your decision making, but enough to grant you courage to bite back where you normally wouldn’t. Little did you know, that was the final straw on his restraint.

Next thing you knew, you were being propped up on the kitchen counter, Logan standing between your spread legs as he kissed you fervently. Your arms looped around his neck instantly as he pushed everything off of the surface to allot you the space, not caring for what came crashing off the edge as a result. His large hands roamed your frame feverishly as your claws dug into the material of his shirt, keeping him close against you to show him just how much you wanted this. Scratch that, how much you needed this. The kiss left your head spinning, teeth and tongue clashing together and allowing you both to get a taste of what the other was drinking. His tongue had the bitter tang of beer still resting on it, but with it was the faintest hint of tobacco and smoke. Likely from one of his cigars he enjoyed smoking. It was intoxicating the way he made you feel, and he could say the same thing about you. The taste of sweet wine was never something he took pleasure in, but tasting it from your lips? It was a different experience entirely. “Answer your question, bub?” He asked in a cocky tone, his pupils blown wide with the most feral look in them. “Yeah” you answered as you tried your best to catch your breath, looking up at him with flushed cheeks and growing smile that he swore was the sexiest look anyone has ever given him. “Well what are you doing just standing there? I don’t remember telling you to stop” You teased, pulling him back to you, doing your best to minimize the distance as you pouted for another kiss. He chuckled at your response before diving back down to capture your lips against his, he certainly didn’t need to be told twice.

You both moaned into it as his hands started to untuck then work at unbuttoning your blouse. His need for you proved to outweigh his patience however, because rather than continuing to fumble with the small buttons of your shirt, he decided to rip the pesky fabric open instead. You gasped with excitement as you heard the buttons fly and scatter across the kitchen floor, the idea of him needing you so bad that he would literally tear your clothes off of you sent an excited flutter to your stomach. You couldn’t find it within you to mourn the shirt, not when you needed him more than anything right now. Your skirt rode up your thighs, leaving your lower half just barely covered but he didn’t need to see the wet patch that formed in your panties to know what effect he had on you. He could smell just what he was doing to you, the scent of your arousal coming off of you like the most intoxicating perfume and it made him down right feral for you. His rough hand trailed up the soft, plush skin of your thigh, pushing your skirt up even more as he pulled you up against him. Your fingers tangled in his dark hair, leaving your bodies flush against each other, desperately pawing at one another like two animals in heat. It was clear the aphrodisiac in your saliva had already begun to take effect. His hips brushed against yours, feeling him throb against your soaked cunt even through his jeans and your panties. You moaned at the delicious electricity that soared through you to your clit with each roll of his hips against you. You swore you were in heaven with the feel of him like this alone, thank god no one else was home, you knew you wouldn’t be able to stay quiet if it already felt this good. “Look so fuckin’ good like this, all wrecked from me” he said into your heated kiss, making you giggle with confidence at his compliment. “Yeah? Think I’d look even better with you inside of me” you replied, making him groan as his lips peppered kisses against your neck, soon morphing into small bites just to hear you moan and cling to him desperately for more. “Y’think so?” He asked, making you shake your head yes in response. “Need it. Need you, Lo” was all you could say, your mind already so foggy that you could barely think, much less form proper sentences. “Need it that bad, huh? How d’ you want me to fuck this pretty pussy baby? Can tell she’s been needing some love” He asked, rolling his hips against you once more for extra measure, only teasing you further. You had no idea just how much of a tease this man could be, he really knew all the ways to get you riled up, it was almost unfair. Almost, if it didn’t feel so fucking good. “Bend me over the counter, slam me up against the wall, hell I’d ride you on the couch if you wanted. Don’t give a fuck how it happens, just want you so bad Logan, please…” you admitted, making another low groan leave him in response.

“All those ideas sound good but, sounds a little rushed to me. How ‘bout I take care of you properly?” He asked, his fingers pulling at the sides of your panties to bring them down and off of you as he continued to nip and kiss at your neck. God it had been so long since anyone made you feel like this, you couldn’t help but cover your face with embarrassment. “You don’t have to do that…most people don’t like-“ “I’m not most people, peach” he interrupted, his hands coming to gently pull yours away from your pretty face. “Let me take care of you, show her some love, hmm?” he asked, his lips planting searing kisses at your neck, leaving your eyes to flutter shut as you whined desperately for him. “Please…” you got out the best you could between your soft moans as his lips trailed down your chest, tummy, then your inner thighs as he knelt before you. His hands rested on the outsides of your thighs, keeping them open for him to slot between as he pulled you to the edge of the counter top. He wasted no time diving in for you, his tongue gliding between your folds, teasing your clit and your entrance with the wet muscle. You propped yourself up with your hands, your whole body seeming to arch as you tilt your head back to moan. “Fuck…” was all you could utter between your blissful sounds of pleasure. One of your hands reached down to card through his hair, making him moan into you at the feel of your sharp nails against his scalp. “Taste as sweet as you sound, darlin’. Could sit here and do this for ages” he said, making you bite your lip as your giggle morphed into a moan at the way his tongue circled your clit with expert precision. “Fuck, just might take you up on that in the future- oh!” You panted out as his tongue swirled around your clit and his fingers prodded at your entrance, slowly working you open. He chuckled as your legs opened wider for him, allowing his fingers to reach as deep inside as possible, stretching you open and prepping you for what was to come. “Good girl, takin’ me so well” he praised, making your stomach flutter as you tightened around his fingers. The sounds coming from him were down right debaucherous. From the groans and almost growls at your taste, to the sound of him eating you like you were his last meal he would ever get to enjoy, you both sounded like you were co-stars in a raunchy porno. You weren’t sure if the knot in your stomach was beginning to grow tighter because of how long it had been since you’d had sex, or if he was just that godly with his tongue. Either way, you were already mere moments from toppling over the edge and he could feel it with the way your cunt pulsed around his fingers. “Gonna cum for me sweetheart?” He asked, knowing damn well the answer to that, but hearing it from you made his pride soar. You nodded your head yes, making him grin up at you from between your legs. “Want you to cum on my fingers. C’mon baby, give it to me” he said, curling his fingers to rub them against that spot inside you that had your body on fire. “Fuck, ‘m gonna cum” you warned, throwing your head back with a loud moan as his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking on your sensitive bud and pushing you over the edge. Your wings made their debut as you came, fluttering and shaking as your body was wracked with pleasure. “Good fuckin’ girl, just like that” he talked you through your orgasm, helping you ride it out for as long as possible before you made the descent from cloud nine. “Holy shit…” you panted out, doing your best to catch your breath as he stood back up. “I’ll take that as a compliment” he said with a grin, making you laugh weakly as he began to unbuckle then remove his jeans and underwear. “Please do” you answered before he kissed you once more. “We’re not done yet, darlin’” he said, helping you get rid of the shirt that was barely clinging to you before picking you up and pinning you against the nearest wall.

You weren’t sure how long you’d been pinned there, your bare chest exposed to the cool air, skirt hiked up to your tummy and your legs wrapped around his waist. You had cum two more times already, working your way towards a third. Your body moved with every harsh thrust his hips made, allowing him to watch as your tits bounced and your head fell back against the wall. “Eyes on me, pretty. You can give me one more, can’t you?” he asked, his thumb and pointer finger of his free hand tilting your chin down to fix your gaze on him, making you whimper and nod as you bit your lip before your jaw dropped with a lascivious moan. “There you go, just like that. Wanna hear those pretty sounds and see those eyes on me” he praised, his soft words and kind tone a stark contrast to the way he was fucking into you with reckless abandon. He felt you clench around him and whimper at the praise sent your way, making him give a cocky chuckle. “Y’like being praised darlin? Felt that pussy squeeze me nice ‘n tight” he asked with a grin despite your body already giving him the answer. “Yes! Love it, love it when you praise me” you babbled out, trying your hardest to speak and formulate words that made sense but your voice was quickly betraying you. “Such a sweet thing for me, letting me use you like a fuck toy. There isn’t a single thought in that cute head of yours, is there?” he responded as his hips jack hammered into you at an unforgiving pace, pounding you into the wall so hard that you knew bruises would be there. “‘s okay baby, gonna take good care of you. Gonna make sure she doesn’t go a day without feeling good” he promised, making you whine at the prospect. Your hair was falling from its once neat and tidy bun, your cheeks flushed and chest heaving as pants and moans fell from you in a sinful melody. You were a mess and he fucking loved it because you were all his to ruin. “Fuck, Logan! Oh my god- yes!” You panted, eyes rolling back and fluttering shut momentarily at the feel of him pounding into that spot that had you writhing for him. That spot deep inside you that your fingers could never reach, and you swore you were floating even higher than cloud nine.

Your neck and chest were littered with bruises that marked you as his, from the hickies left behind on your tits that he couldn’t get enough of, to the rough bites into your shoulder and neck as he lost himself in you. Your claws bit into his skin as you held onto him for dear life. He growled each time you would scratch or dig them into his skin, a momentary blissful pain that would disappear as he healed, but only added to the pleasure. You didn’t even care anymore about the dull ache blossoming in your back from being shoved against the wall, or the possible noise complaints from the neighbors, you were so lost in pleasure that you could hardly even remember your own name. His name fell from your tongue like a mantra to a forgotten god, every drag of his cock inside of your gummy walls left you speechless. “Feel so fuckin’ good around me, like she was made for me. Been wanting this for too damn long” he admitted, and if you weren’t so beyond cock-drunk, you’d have been able to properly say the same. “M-Me too- fuck!!” Was all you could utter out between your moans, getting closer and closer to your release. “Yeah? Wonder what dirty thoughts have been roamin’ around about me in that pretty head of yours” he said, making you blush as you thought of all the things you’d fantasized about in the privacy of your own bedroom, all the things you’d wished he would do to you. You watched as his hand traveled to where your bodies were connected, his fingers rubbing circles against your sensitive clit to push you closer to your breaking point. “Think about me playing with her? Think about my fingers taking the place of yours to make you cum as you fuck yourself to the thought of me?” He asked, making you whimper as you looked to him, shaking your head yes in reply. “Fuck, squeezing me so tight. Gonna cum again for me, baby doll?” He asked, and once again he didn’t need a response from you, he could tell by the way your voice got higher in pitch and the way your walls were squeezing him tight that you were right there. “Yes! Gonna cum- fuck, Logan please!” You begged. How could he ever say no to you when you sounded so sweet? “Go ahead doll, cum for me. I’m right there with you” he admitted and you could feel it with the way his hips began to take on a more sporadic rhythm, but his fingers rubbing circles at your clit gave you that last little push you needed to topple over the edge one last time. “Good fucking girl. Look so good cummin’ all over my cock. Fuck, gonna fill this pussy up. Be good and take it all for me, yeah?” he praised, thrusting into you a few more times before reaching his peak with a feral growl. He buried himself deep inside of you, the blissful feeling of him pulsing with each rope of his seed coating your walls making you moan. His movements came to a halt once he was milked of everything he could give you, leaving you to wrap your arms around him and hold him against you as you basked in the after glow.

You both fought to catch your breath as you came down from your highs, his face lifting from the crook of your neck to check and make sure he hadn’t been too rough with you. You smiled up at him, pulling him into a soft kiss. “You alright, bub?” He asked, making you shake your head yes as you looked at him. “Never been better” you replied, making him chuckle as he tried to set you down, but his arm wouldn’t move. You both looked to the wall where his fist sat to anchor his body weight to keep you held up and to not lose his footing and were shocked at the sight. “Shit” he said, pulling his claws from the wall before they sheathed back into his hand, making you giggle. “So much for the security deposit” you quipped, making him laugh. “Hasn’t happened in a long time, sorry doll” he said, thinking that it might have scared you when in fact it had done the complete opposite. “I’m flattered. Not every day that you get to make a handsome mutant so feral from fucking you that his claws get stuck in the wall” you teased, making him chuckle as he kissed you sweetly. “You’d be surprised the things you do to me” he added, making you giggle with interest as he helped you to your feet and helped you clean up. “Here. Sorry I fucked up your clothes” he said, taking his shirt off and giving it to you to cover up with as he pulled his jeans back up and adjusted his belt. You wasted no time slipping it on, discarding the useless remains of your skirt and taking in the smell of his cologne on it. “I’m not” you replied. He couldn’t help the soft smile that came to his lips at the sight of you in his shirt, it fit on you like a night dress. “Could get used to that” he said gruffly, making you smile as you wrapped your arms around his neck once more, getting up on your tip toes to kiss him once more. “Me too” you said sweetly into it, his hands finding your hips beneath his shirt and sighing into the soft, sweet kiss. “Tread carefully, I get worked up easy” you warned, making him laugh. “Fine by me, makes two of us” he replied before taking the kiss down a more heated route.

The sounds of a set of keys rattling in the door was drowned out by your excited giggles and the intimate moment shared between you and Logan as you stood in the kitchen. Your playful giggles and words could be heard from behind the door, making Wade think that the party had already started without him. As the door opened, Wade stepped into his apartment to find quite the opposite. “Pump the breaks party people, your host has arrived!“ he went to say before giving a dramatic gasp at the sight of you and Logan together. His gasp was what brought you both back to reality, and with Logan standing there shirtless, you wearing his shirt, and the dents in the wall, you figured it was obvious to anyone what you were up to. “Shit. Hey Wade” you spoke shyly, a blush tinting your face as you waved at him, making Logan turn to see his roommate was back. “Fuck” Logan said, knowing he would never hear the end of it now. “I see that. Well I was going to say congrats but, seems Wolvie’s adamantium rod beat me to it” Wade said, making you cover your face in shame. “About time, love birds! Didn’t think it would cost me my kitchen, but hey, what are friends for?” He joked, making Logan roll his eyes as he did his best to stand in front of you, shielding you from Wade’s eyes that tend to roam. “The demon outfit’s cool, bet it made for some freaky role-play. Really wish I would’ve gotten a heads up that it was a Halloween party, I’d have been a slutty nun” he continued, only further pissing Logan off. “‘s not a costume, asshole” Logan defended, making you grab his arm to assure him it was okay. “Oh, well look at that, even better. And she didn’t even need to pump you full of aphrodisiacs or sex pollen to get you to boink her brains out, just needed to leave you two in my apartment alone for a while. Funny how that works” Wade replied, making Logan grumble and groan in disdain. It wasn’t the sort of celebration you anticipated, but certainly was a happy ending to a pretty good day.

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Take a Chance with Me | OP81

oscar piastri x reader (fc: huh yunjin)

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Summary : They are a couple caught in the chaos of a love filled with randomness and quirks. Their relationship is marked by funny and unpredictable moments, where each day feels like a new adventure. Despite frequently engaging in amusing and spirited bickering, beneath the banter lies a deep and meaningful romance. Disclamer: This is a story created for fun without any hate towards anyone. This work exists in a realm separate from the original canon. Characters may be divergent from their established personas. So, just enjoy the rollercoaster ride.

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f1updates spotted chart-topping sensation Sierra Turner hanging out in the McLaren garage at the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix. Having a blast and sharing some race-day tales with the McLaren driver, Oscar Piastri!

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user hold up, sierra turner in the mclaren garage?! this race just got a whole lot more interesting

user sierra always bringing the good vibes wherever she goes! McLaren garage just got a major upgrade<3

user y/n, better keep an eye on your man

user lmao y/n's the one catching all his attention

user OMG, sierra talked with oscar??? my two worlds collided

user this is what dreams are made of! sierra, lando, and oscar, the dynamic trio we didn't know we needed

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sierraturner this was all one day. Thankyou for having me❤️ @/mclaren

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user SOO GORGEOUSSS

user sierra turning the race into a concert❤️

mclaren thankyou for coming, Sierra!🧡

sierraturner the pleasure is mine! I'm truly looking forward to another invitation

user sierra interaction with landoooo?? I LIVE FOR THIS

user whoa mclaren garage is filled with beautiful women!! imagine 2 gorgeous women y/n and sierra at the same place

landonorris great to see you here! Thanks for coming to the race

sierraturner looking forward to the next year races!

user is someone notice she seems to be getting cozy in Oscar's garage???👀

user i think u should stop overanalyze ://

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oscarpiastri Last day of term completed. Podiums, a sprint win and your 🧡 made 2023 awesome. Big thanks to all the papaya crew

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quadlock incredible year! So proud to be on this journey with you 💙

ausgp What a first season! You’ve done Australia incredibly proud, mate! 🇦🇺🧡

user our rookie is no longer a rookie

user Good job lad, you proved all the haters wrong 🧡

sierraturner congratulations on an amazing first season 🧡

user wow have you officially become his fan?

sierraturner yes, no doubt

user it's time for you to move @/yourusername

yourusername added a story

Congratulations on completing your rookie season! Proud is an understatement❤️

oscarpiastri you know i love u right yourusername i know❤️

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yourusername me n my girlies

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user please let me be part of the group

user can i be one of your girlies…. or perhaps your only girl….. by that i mean your girlfriend and wife i will treat you right buy you flowers and make you breakfast every day my queen

yourusername oh, you're sweet. Lucky for me, i've already got a wonderful guy who showers me with love, flowers, and foods. But i'll remember your offer in case i need a backup🤗

oscarpiastri no need for backups here and definitely no substitutes allowed, mate🙄

yourusername possesive😩

user LMAOOO Y/N never crossed my mind seeing the two of them bickering on comment section

yourbff let's schedule another round!

oscarpiastri she's already booked

yourbff possesive much?😌

oscarpiastri i'm just scared you won't bring y/n back in one piece

yourusername silly hahaha

user Hold up, sierra liked y/n's post? Is this a friendly vibe or a hidden agenda?

user plot twist in the making

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lovingwags the street is buzzing with rumors of Sierra trying to get Oscar's attention, stirring up tension with y/n. Whose team are you on??

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user why are we even comparing and picking sides when oscar is clearly with y/n? let's respect their relationship u weirdo

user sierra and oscar would make such a lovely couple<3

user can't we just focus on supporting each other??

user dear y/n please just leave oscar for sierra

user you are so sick🤮

user lmaoo stop making unnecessary drama😭

user sierra definitely >>>>> y/n LIKE SIERRA HAS IT ALL — THE TALENTS, FAME, AND LITERALLY EVERYTHINGGG

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f1wagsupdates y/n is currently enjoying a christmas holiday in Oscar's hometown. A heartwarming videos captured her sheer joy while playing with Oscar's nieces. Credit to @/blahblah

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user y/n looks so happy spending time with Oscar's family in Australia! What a heartwarming sight🥺❤️

user while the rumor mill is working overtime between them, y/n stays unbothered too busy being happy to get caught up in the drama

user no wonder they've been MIA since the winter break kicked in. Enjoy the holiday, you two!

user can we talk about how absolutely stunning and genuine y/n looks in this video?

user her beauty shines so effortlessly in this video. Oscar is so lucky😭😭

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oscarpiastri exploring the town with my favorite dork

user did you just take a break from the track for a romantic getaway in Japan??? wow

user the cutest couple in the paddock<3

user the 5th photo is so cute because she seemed confused loll

user probably because she thought oscar was behind her, and then it hit her like, 'Oh, Oscar's still up there'😂

mclaren enjoy the off season, Oscar & y/n!

user admin is absolutely rooting for both of them🧡

user seated for oscar & y/n's honeymoon phase

user the unbothered queen & king❤️

Notes: Btw, I'm planning to create more parts for this AU, so if you enjoy reading it, you can look forward to some new chapters ahead. Please let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist. Thankyouuuu

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POCKY I HAVE A NEW IDEA 👀

With any of the boys you feel like writing for:

(Both star rail and genshin are fine! But if you could include Cyno and perhaps Gepard that would be lovely <3)

Reader who accidentally loses their engagement/wedding ring. Maybe they took it off to shower and it got lost or (if you want angst) they got into a serious accident/were kidnapped/etc. and it was lost in all the excitement. In any case reader feels terrible about it and is crying and apologizing to him and we get lots of comfort at the end hehe

✧ Ooh I chose to do both fandoms! This sounds super cute and fun! This was a lot more fun than I thought it would be! I hope you like it ✧ Includes: Cyno, Kaveh, Alhaitham, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Blade. ✧ Extra: I think I’m starting to like my ooc Blade… also it's a bit lengthy!

✧ ─ GENSHIN IMPACT ─ ✧

» Cyno «

Cyno had actually had the ring custom made. It was one of your few cherished possessions. You looked at it multiple times a day. Any friend you met, you’d happily show them the ring to which they just chuckled. Newly engaged couples tended to do that.

You did your best not to take the ring off willy nilly. If there wasn’t a reason for it to come off then it didn’t need to come off. You also placed it in one place if you ever did take it off, in a jar on your nightstand.

You… weren’t sure what the hell happened but the ring kinda vanished. It was one minute and then it wasn’t. You knew you didn’t take it off. But it was gone.

At first, you were in denial. There was no way it just disappeared like that. But it wasn’t on your finger, so where was it?

You had practically destroyed your bedroom in search of that ring. The fact that it wasn’t on your finger was sending so much anxiety through you, it was bringing you to tears. You hadn’t even realized what ruckus you’d caused since you were too busy in your own head.

“(Y/n)!” A loud voice called, finally breaking you from your trance. You looked up to see Cyno standing there with wide, concern-filled eyes. “What happened? Did someone hurt you? Are you ok?”

When you saw him, you started crying even harder, feeling the guilt well up in your chest. You knew it was difficult for Cyno to have that ring made and you just went and lost it like an idiot! You covered your mouth, trying to muffle your sobs.

Cyno, on the other hand, was also panicking, wondering if his simple entrance had ruined your day. Of course that sounded ridiculous so he slowly approached you, grabbing your shoulders.

“Hey, hey, ok, just- just breathe, ok? I won’t understand anything and I can’t help if you keep crying like this.” It took you a good five minutes before you were able to calm down enough to explain what happened.

“I-I lost the ring.” You managed how, holding your hand up to show your finger with the ring missing. Cyno felt both relief and sadness. He was relieved that nothing serious had happened such as someone threatening you, hurting you, or someone you loved. But he was also sad that you lost the ring- mainly because of how much you were crying. He loved how much you loved the ring, but it was never worth this many tears.

Cyno sighed and took that same hand, placing a kiss on your now lonely ring finger. He leaned in and kissed your forehead too, giving you a hug.

“It’s just a ring, my darling. I know you loved it- and I’m happy- but I don’t want you to cry this much over it. It’ll be ok, we can find it. Or get a new one.” You immediately shook your head at his last offer.

“No, I want that one. I don’t want a new one.” You said, looking up at him. He smiled a little at your stubbornness.

“Ok, then let’s start looking.”

It took a little while- almost an hour- before you two were able to find the ring. Apparently, you had placed it in the drawer of his nightstand accidentally and didn’t think to check it because you don’t usually touch his things. You felt a little silly but you were over the moon to have your ring back.

» Alhaitham «

Alhaitham’s ring for you was nothing short of magnificent. Everyone noticed it without you saying anything as it was so eye-catching.

Because of this, you were extremely careful when going anywhere alone. The ring was no doubt expensive, and you didn’t want to take any chances.

The thing was… sometimes people just followed without you realizing. Normally, if you were Alhaitham, he’d notice almost immediately. You on your own, however, could not do that.

You hadn’t even realized it but there was a thug in front of you demanding you hand over anything of value to him.

You scrambled to give him all the money and jewelry you had, hoping he’d let you go free. Then his eyes fell on your beautiful, sparkling ring. You felt your heart sink as he pointed to it.

“That too- gimme that too!” He yelled, wanting to show you that he wasn’t scared or in the mood to waste time. You slowly shook your head, feeling the fear spreading further through your body and solidifying your legs to the ground.

“Please l-let me keep this, I gave you everything else.” You said, tears blurring your vision, forcing you to blink to get them out.

“No, no, I want that too. You either hand it over or I take it off your corpse.” He growled, glaring at you. Realizing that Alhaitham would be even more angry knowing you put yourself in harm’s way, you found what little courage you had and slid the ring off of your finger. Your hands were shaking and there was a vice grip on it because you didn’t want to lose it. But eventually… you let go. The thug took it and ran off, leaving you standing in the dark, crying.

It was almost ten minutes later when you found yourself having the energy to walk back when you saw an extremely worried Alhaitham racing towards you.

“(y/n)! Where have you been?! Do you know how worried I was?!” He yelled as he instantly engulfed you in his arms, squeezing you almost too tightly. You hugged back immediately, needing that comfort desperately.

Finally, you mustered up the courage to tell him that you’d given up the ring. Willingly. Kinda.

“Good,” Alhaitham said, making your eyes widen. “It’s better than your life. I could buy a thousand rings like that, but I only have one of you.” He said as he took your face, gently wiping your tears away. “You did the right thing, we’ll get you a new ring.”

His words did bring some level of comfort to you, but you still felt a little guilty for having lost such a beautiful ring.

“W-what if I want that one? And only that one.” You asked, sniffling a little. Alhaitham smiled, kissing your cheek.

“Then we’ll get that one back.”

As promised, Alhaitham didn’t rest until he caught the thud, making sure to retrieve all of your items- especially your ring. He also made sure he was the one who slid it onto your finger- again.

» Kaveh «

Kaveh’s ring was intricate and on the inside, had an engraving which translated how much he adored you and that he would forever. That ring was something you cherished so much. You showed him every single day how beautiful it looked. He just chuckled and nodded, always kissing your ring finger.

You tried to keep the ring on your finger 24/7, making sure it washed well with every hand wash. You didn’t like taking it off very often, always worrying it might just get lost.

If you did take it off, you actually kept it in sight. Placing it in the center of the counter and making sure it would just fall off or something.

One day, you’d had a particularly busy day and you were pretty exhausted. You’d remembered taking your ring off for a minute to wash up but when you came back… it was gone.

All that exhaustion was gone and suddenly, all you felt was panic and dread. Where did it go? Where did the ring go?! You looked everywhere you possibly could, trying not to think of the worst. But with every passing second you couldn’t find the ring, those thoughts invaded your mind and all you could see was a very angry Kaveh.

You began to tear the entire room apart, throwing things around as you started to search in every nook and cranny. Of course, you didn’t realize Kaveh was even in the room until he grabbed your shoulders, making you scream.

“It’s me! What are you doing?” He asked with a look of concern as he gestured to your shared bedroom. You paused and started looking around- it was a disaster. Everything was everywhere and it would take hours to clean up.

“I-I’m sorry…” you mumbled in a small voice, wiping your cheeks. Kaveh’s expression didn’t change but he took both of your wrists and slowly pulled you to the bed, stepping over all the clothes and items.

“Sit.” He said as he grabbed a water bottle from off the floor. He took off the cap and held it out to you. “Just take a second and tell me what’s wrong.” He said before he kneeled in front of you, rubbing your thigh a little to comfort you.

You sipped the water, taking a few deep breaths to calm down so you could actually explain what was going on. You could see just how worried he was- not to mention, you could see the slight redness and glossiness in his eyes. Kaveh hated it when you cried- if you cried hard enough, that pain transferred to him and sometimes… he’d tear up a little.

“I lost the ring.” You said as you showed him your left hand. “I-I just set it down and I don’t know where it went.” You sniffled feeling the tears come back, but Kaveh grabbed your hands and kissed your ring finger.

“It’s ok, love. We can find the ring if it’s in here. But there’s no reason for you to be this upset. It’s just a ring, I could get you another one.”

“No, I want that ring.”

“What if I got you a ring that looked exactly like it?”

“It’s not the same one. I want that one- not another one.” You said, frowning at him. Kaveh only chuckled and nodded, standing up and lifting your head to kiss your lips.

“Ok, then let's start looking.”

It took a grand total of two and half hours for you to clean up everything and finally find the ring. It had landed under the bed, right next to the leg hiding from view. You were so happy that it was back on your finger that you swore you’d never take it off no matter what. Kaveh just felt better knowing you were ok and happy again.

✯.⋅ HONKAI STAR RAIL ⋅.✯

» Gepard «

Your engagement ring was like your most prized possession. You looked at it every single day since Gepard had proposed and almost never took it off. Even after a month, it was still the most beautiful piece of jewelry you owned.

You were still very careful with everything you did, treating it like glass at times. You even had little covers on the drains so it never fell down the drain. Your worst nightmare was the ring falling down the drain.

There were times you did take it off. Drying your hands was easy without the ring so when you washed your hands… you took it off.

You had ended up getting distracted and when you came back… it was gone.

Panic. Full fledged panic. You looked everywhere you possibly could for that little ring but it was just gone. You even went through the phase of looking at your own hands as if you could forget the feeling of the heavy gem on your hand.

At this point, you were in tears- absolutely distraught. That’s when Gepard walked into the room.

“(Y/n)? What’s wrong?” He asked with a frown as he walked to you, seeing your state. He was extremely concerned as you were safe in your home so nothing could've happened. But he'd seen too many things to not start panicking a little himself.

“I-I lost it! I can’t find it- I looked everywhere!” You yelled, the tears just pouring down your cheeks. Your heart was beating out of your chest, especially now that Gepard was here. You weren't able to find your ring before he came home.

“Wait, ok, breathe.” He said as he took your shoulders and made you look at him. “Just breathe for a second. What did you lose?”

You took deep breaths but held up your left hand, showing the missing ring. Gepard frowned and now he understood what made you so upset.

“Ok, ok, don’t cry. We can find it. We’ll find it, so please don’t cry.” He said as he reached up and dried your tears. He knew the ring meant a lot to you but he didn’t realize how much. It was sweet… but he also hated it when you cried.

“It was s-so expensive! And I-I lost it!” You said as you looked around as if you'd just end up spotting it or something.

Gepard sighed and shook his head, making you look at him. His warm thumbs slid under your eye to catch the oncoming tears.

“So? Besides, we’ll find it so there’s no reason to cry this hard. Come on, we’ll look all day if we have to.” He said, kissing your forehead. You could feel the intense relief, knowing he wasn’t angry at you or disappointed in you. Now you just had to find the ring.

And you did. It had fallen and landed behind your desk. It was hard to see with how little room there was between the wall and desk.

» Blade «

You loved that ring. Honestly, even after a month or so, you still hadn’t gotten over how beautiful the ring was. You adored it.

When you took your engagement ring off, you had a special little box you put it in. You closed it and locked it every single time.

This particular time you were a bit busy and frazzled. You weren’t thinking and you just realized the ring wasn’t on your finger. So you went to your box to get it.

It was gone. Like it grew legs and walked off! Panic set in immediately because there’s no way you left it anywhere else.

“Ok, ok, just… breathe.” You told yourself as you took slow, deep breaths. They were so forced that it made you even more anxious.

Tears blurred your vision as you tried to think where you could’ve left it. No location came to mind- only a very angry Blade. God, you were so irresponsible! That ring was so expensive and you lost it about a month after getting it!

So you began to tear apart your bedroom in a desperate attempt to find the ring. That’s when Blade walked in, but you were too busy to notice him. He looked around both confused and concerned.

“What the hell…?” His voice makes you yell as you turn around and his eyes widen a little at the sight of your tear-stricken face. “What happened? Are you ok?” He asked as he walked to you, stepping over the items thrown about.

“I-I lost it. I’m sorry! I’ll find it so don’t worry! I’ll look everywhere.”

“I’m sure we can just buy it again.” He said in his usual monotone as he began to wipe your tears with a tissue he grabbed from nearby. He had no idea what you were talking about at first, but if a missing item made you this upset, then he'd just get it for you again. Simple.

You just held your hand up to show the missing ring making him stare for a moment. Oh.

“Yeah, I can buy another one of those too.” You shook your head, sniffling.

“N-no, I don’t want a new one. I want that one.” No ring could possibly compare to that first one. You refused to give up. If someone stole it- highly unlikely- you’d find them and take it back. You were that desperate.

“Fine. We’ll find it then but you’re not gonna see anything with all those tears in your eyes.” He said as he dabbed your eyes again. He wrapped an arm around you, giving you a tight hug, rubbing your back. It upset him when you cried… so now he really had to find that ring.

You two eventually found it, you’d actually left it on the kitchen counter when you were going to cut the chicken, not wanting to get any on it. You didn’t put it away because it was only a few minutes that you’d be busy.

Somehow, the ring had fallen onto the ground and rolled under the counter. When Blade found it, he made sure to be the one to slip it back onto your fingers, asking if you felt better now that you had the ring back. You did. 100%.

» Jing Yuan «

The day Jing Yuan proposed to you was one of the happiest of your life. You flaunted that ring everywhere to the point where some of his friends were concerned you might get attacked for the ring. It was definitely expensive.

Removal of the ring was near impossible, you didn’t take it off for any reason. If you were doing something that might stain- you wore thick gloves. But taking that ring off never happened.

It was endearing for Jing Yuan. He’d often catch you just staring at it with that goofy smile on your face. And it brought him a world of joy. He was worried you wouldn’t like it.

But right now… you kinda wished you had been a bit more careful. You showed off your ring too much.

“A-and the ring! Gimme that ring!” The man said as he pointed his gun at you. You were willing to give over anything except that. You covered your ring with your hand and shook your head.

“N-no… no, I can’t give you my ring.” You said with a frown.

“I’ll kill you! Give it to me!” He threatened and you were terrified but you shook your head.

“Please don’t take it. You can take everything else just n-not my ring.” You said with the tears in your eyes. Your hands were shaking and your heart was pounding in your chest.

A yelp escaped your lips when the barrel of the gun touched your forehead. All you could do was stand there as he reached over and slid the beautiful ring off your finger and scoffed.

“Idiot.” With that, he ran off. You were frozen in fear, unable to move or breathe as if you were wondering if he’d return.

You heard yelling only a few moments later but it didn’t matter to you. You just stood there, feeling the anger and frustration in your heart. Why didn’t you do something else!? You just stood there!

“(Y/n)!” A voice called but you were too busy in your thoughts. “(Y/n)!” You only registered the voice when you felt your shoulders move. It was Jing Yuan. He looked both angry and terrified as he tried to bring you back from your shock. “It’s ok, it’s just me.” He said when he saw you flinch.

You wasted no time hugging him so tightly as you felt a pang of guilt. You lost the ring. You never listened and now the ring was gone. You could just cry as he held you, trying his best to give you a moment.

“H-he took it! He took m-my ring!” You said, barely able to breathe.

“Shh, it’s ok, it’s fine. I’ll get you another one.” He said as he felt his own heart break at your distress.

“N-no! No, I want that one!” You said as you looked up. He frowned as he took your face and wiped your tears.

“Ok, I’ll get you that one. I promise, just please don’t cry.” Jing Yuan wasn’t one to cry but if you were crying this badly, then his eyes do get a little teary as well. He feels your pain, no matter what kind. Once you were calm, he made sure to take you back home, assuring you his men were out looking.

Eventually, you two were met with good news. The mugger was arrested only an hour or so after the crime and all your belongings had been taken back by the knights. Including your beloved ring.

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