#lemon jade is adorable

[mintiekat]

Know for a fact that I’m having a pmdd episode right now not only because I haven’t left my room for days but because (and let me preface this by saying that I have never watched Steven universe) I saw the scene with Lemon Jade on tiktok and I cried when they got poofed

[schoenpepper]

Sensory Overload (Housewardens)

Intro: It's him, it's him, it's all so him. Like the perfect happy ending to your fairytale, there's always a confession and a kiss.

Warnings: bad grammar, awful writing, not proofread, loser Idia but that's normal right, kinda suggestive but nothing nuts

A/N: Never making the mistake of asking what people want for a follower milestone celebration again :( So this is my happy 200 followers to you, and to myself.

Too many weeks of yearning, and pining, and unbirthday invitations; too many hours of sleep lost when you haunt him even in his dreams. Riddle finally cracks when he sees you one too many times with the ADeuce combo (he wants you to smile with him, laugh with him like that too). He pulls you to an empty classroom, and he’s bright red as he stammers out his feelings for you.

“Y/N, I really like you.”

What can you do but respond in kind when he’s so cute and shy like this?

“Riddle,” you say with a smile, “I like you too.”

He takes one of your hands into his own, pressing a small kiss on the back of your knuckles. His pretty gray eyes, like storm clouds above the sea, a raging tempest making its way to your heart and tearing down all the walls you’d built for yourself. Most of all, you see love swirling within them. Enough to ignore the school bell that had just rung. Enough to get ‘indecently’ close to you. Enough to drown you. He smells like roses and lemon tea, sweet and citrusy and floral, and his lips, you barely feel the moment they’re on yours.

He’s looking away in embarrassment.

You tug him back to you. “I think we need a redo.”

The moment Leona realizes he likes you (no way he’s saying love this early, try again), he’s knocking on the door of your dorm. You wake up to find a handsome lion beastman, emerald green eyes staring right at you and it’s, admittedly, a very rude wake up call. Sure he’s hot, but getting kabedon’d to the front door at 5 in the morning was definitely not in your plans for a casual Saturday.

You can’t complain.

Mostly because he’s already kissing you before you’re even awake enough to register that Leona Kingscholar is kissing you while keeping you pinned against the door, one hand on your waist and the other on the back of your neck to keep you from escaping. He smells like cedarwood and the slightest hint of smoke, his lips are slightly chapped but so soft, and his tongue sweeps over your lip. You deny his silent ask for entry and pull away.

“Good…morning…?” You say in a daze.

“Herbivore,” Leona drawls slowly, leaning back in again, “I like you. Be mine.”

You’re kidnapped right after your Magic History exam, and really, you’re just thankful that Floyd and Jade decided to wait until after your exam before taking you against your will. You feel like a tourist attraction, slung over Floyd’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes. You’re dropped off in front of the Mostro Lounge VIP room. Azul is waiting for you with a contract, and you read it with a laugh. “Party A is to be in a formal relationship with Party B, of romantic nature which indicates—Azul, this is stupid.”

You watch the man, almost uncharacteristically, curl in on himself at your words.

Even though you did just kind of mock it, you still pick up the fishbone quill and sign your name on the dotted line. You toss the contract to the side and stand up, bending over his fancy wood table to pull him by the collar and look him in his pretty eyes you can never understand the color of. Maybe you just need some more time to stare at them.

“Azul,” you whisper softly, “I like you too.”

He smells like expensive cologne, sea salt and vanilla and something else. His lips are so soft and sweet when you tug him in to meet yours, he’s awkward and inexperienced and everything about this mafioso wannabe is adorable to you right now.

Better hope the door is locked.

Every Scarabia party is usually punctuated with you passing out in your bed. This one is different. Just as the music is dying down and the number of people are dwindling, a nervous Kalim asks you to go on a carpet ride with him. So. You’re alone, up in the skies, with the guy you like. Yay. You hold onto the tassels for dear life.

“Y/N, I have to tell you something.”

You look at Kalim. His eyes look like rubies crystallized from blood, but his gaze is innocent, sweet, and it reminds you more of strawberry flavored lollipops than it does a crime scene. He moves closer to you, and you can’t back off or you’ll fall off the carpet.

So you fall for Kalim instead.

He smells woody, and like a mix of different spices that probably shouldn’t smell as good in combination as they do on him. “I like you,” he says softly, cupping your cheek. You don’t stop him when he leans in for a slow kiss, tender and gentle as if any rough and sudden movement could cause you to break. His lips are chapped, but he tastes faintly of the fruit juice you’d seen him drink earlier.

“I like you too.”

Valentines’. Lovely. The best holiday ever. The perfect day to spill all your romantic feelings to someone who could so very easily crush it under his five inch stilettos.

You hold onto your flowers and try to smell your breath. You’re not optimistic enough to think your confession will end in a kiss, but it’s okay to dream, right? You knock on the door. It opens to reveal the person you’ve been hopelessly in love with for a while, and you meet lilac irises reminiscent of lavender fields in the Shaftlands. Vil glances down at your bouquet with a knowing smile.

You offer it to him. He takes it.

“Happy Valentines’ day.”

“Thank you, spudling.”

Awkward silence. This is the part where you confess. “Vil, I like you. A lot.”

This is the part you get rejected. Luckily for you, you don’t. Soft, sweet lips meet yours in a haphazard kiss as you’re pulled into his room, with the slightest taste of grapes, probably from his lip gloss. He smells like the bouquet of flowers you’d brought him, and like the patch of herbs you pass by everyday by the greenhouse.

“Darling, I’ve waited for far too long to hear you say that.”

You wake up in Idia’s bed after a day-long gaming session, meeting a pair of eyes that look like liquid gold. He's staring at your face like a cat. “Hi, Idia,” you murmur sleepily, “what time is it?”

“Uh,” he looks at his phone, “like, 6 p.m.?”

“Have you been staring at me while I slept?”

He blinks. “No?”

You roll around on the bed and take him down with you, your hands on either side of him as you hovered above him. You lean down closer and closer and closer, until he’s squealing and whimpering. He smells musty, to be honest, and it’s probably the sweatshirt he’s wearing that he hasn’t changed out of in two days, with the slightest whiff of cheese puffs. “What are you doing?!”

“Idia,” you say with a yawn, before grinning mischievously, “I like you.”

“Are you for real…?”

You close the distance, and he doesn’t fight you off, so you call that a success. His lips are dry as hell, so you do him a favor and lick them for him.

Tastes like cheese puffs too.

Malleus saw you as a friend. That’s it. He saw you as someone to trust and spend time with, a mortal who held no fear towards him or his powers that could easily send the entire island underwater. You don’t think there’s anything special enough about you that could make the Malleus Draconia fall in love with you the way you’ve fallen hopelessly, irredeemably, in love with him. So no, you don’t have the highest hopes when you look into his stunning green eyes, so vibrant and lovely that no forest could ever compare. Not when you cup his cheeks with your hands.

Not when you kiss him.

He tastes like the milk candy you’d just given him minutes before, and smells vaguely of smoke and vetiver. You take his passivity as a sign to go further (in any case, you don’t think this’ll ever happen again). Your kiss is more desperate, chasing after his lips and your hands move to tangle themselves in his hair.

You pull away to see the Prince of Briar Valley blushing.

“What…is the meaning of this…?”

“I’m sorry Malleus, I just—” you messed up, now you can’t even be friends anymore, “—I like you, Malleus. I’m sorry, I understand if you never want to see me again.”

He doesn’t reply. He only smiles and pulls you back in for another.

[yandere-romanticaa]

The lush green garden would always come to life whenever Jing Yuan would step foot into it - the jade like sheen on the leaves would make a person wonder if they had walked inside a man made paradise as the scent of opulent blooms would trail not far behind. The garden was a source of tranquility, a place to come and rest, to seek peace of mind.

Naturally, that was not the case for you.

With a huff and suppressed cough, you tried to push the massive white lion off you, its snow-white fur sticking to your frowning lips as it only pressed itself closer. The massive cat clearly had other things in store for you as it evidently found your frustration amusing, if not downright adorable.

It was no different than its insufferable owner.

"Now now Mimi, play nice." said Jing Yuan with a tut, his voice playful and airy. The man sat across you with his legs lazily crossed against one another, a cup of tea in his hand. Sluggishly, he took a hard sip, eyes closed in complete relaxation as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down in joy.

You wanted nothing more than to smack the pristine red porcelain out of his hand.

"General." you seethed, teeth bared in anger. It was difficult not start acting out of line but in due time, you had learned that the best way to get the man to listen was to be nice. Sure, you probably looked like a raging demon, ready to claw his throat out with your bare hands but those feelings had to be pushed aside. Your smile was crooked and twisted, obviously fake but Jing Yuan didn't seem to care. He acknowledged you with a serene smile as he placed the cup back on the table. From the corner of your eye, you could still make out the pretty white wood used which the table was made of as an assortment of various sweets was spread on it. Cakes, strawberry and lemon tarts, odd candies, fine chocolates and other goodies, all of which served to soothe you, or so Jing Yuan liked to tell himself in a vain hope to win you over.

Just as you were about to speak once more, Mimi had the bright idea of pressing her paw against your stomach, effectively knocking the air out of your lungs. The creature seemed to purr in delight as she brought herself even closer to you, shoving even more of her thick hair down your throat as she nuzzled herself deep into your mouth and nose. You spat out an endless sea of fur, saliva sticking to the corner of your lips as an amused Jing Yuan laughed his butt off in the background. Even with your obscured vision thanks to Mimi's head, you could clearly see the general clutching his armored chest, tears almost streaming down his eyes as he laughed his heart out.

It was a shame how pretty he was. The way in which his soft locks would sway back and forth, the few rays of sunlight framing his face just right, making him appear even more handsome than he had any right to be.

You hated how much he made your heart skip a beat, he had no right, not after taking you away so selfishly. If you were to maim his face with a butter knife a little, just a little, would the endless throbbing inside of you cease?

There was no time to even process the thought as Mimi had fully tackled you to the ground now.

As if she could sense your violent thoughts, the lion started to lick your face from top to bottom. She purred and purred, the sound ringing loudly in your ears as you brought your arms towards her head, desperate to make her move. The lion seemed to be made of iron rather than flesh and blood because no matter how hard you tried, she would not be moved.

Gods be good, did Jing Yuan teach his pet to be an outright pest like this?!

You didn't even notice the general had moved and was now next to you. He laid sideways, his cheek pressed up against the palm of his hand as the other arm was outstretched to pet the top of Mimi's head. The fur was soft to the touch as Jing Yuan mumbled praises to the lion but his gaze was locked onto you, golden eyes twinkling with adoration and something just a bit darker.

Despite the current predicament, Jing Yuan was acutely aware that this situation was far from normal. He would toss and turn in the dark of the night, mind twisting with horrible thoughts and selfish ideas, none of which were fitting of someone like him. You had carved your place deep inside Jing Yuan's heart and had wrapped yourself around him like a vine in spring. Sometimes, he would be met with sharp thorns, wounding him horribly. He knew that he had no right to be upset with you but that did not change the fact that a wound was still a wound, blood was still blood.

And you always knew how to cut deep.

This was his punishment, he supposed. The grueling price to pay for keeping you by his side for all of eternity as he would suffer at the thought of knowing that his feelings would never be truly reciprocated. With each rising sun and till the setting orange dusk, Jing Yuan was always seeking ways to worm his way into your heart, to discover a way to make you love him. He was a patient man and his cunning knew no bounds, it was only a matter of time before some progress would start to show... Still, it was never going to be quite like the thing he wanted.

That is precisely why he was enjoying himself so much at this moment. He took the sight in like a man starved and engraved the sight deep within his heart and mind, a rare happy memory of his to keep. Ever the opportunist, Jing Yuan was going to make the most out of this moment.

His own selfishness made him sick to his stomach but his madness called for more. With a tap of his palm, Mimi stopped her little assault and finally gave you a moment to breathe, which you took like a fish to water. Even with your hair disheveled and face sticky with spit and drool, nothing could deter Jing Yuan from admiring you.

He had managed to craft his ideal paradise. He just wondered how much time he had left until it would all come crashing down.

[luveline]

Omg Jade, I’ve been LOVING the asf resurgence ☺️☺️ It hits my heart in all the right ways!!

I was wondering if would please write something showing more of the burrow from asf? Would love to see Molly (alongside Fred ofc!) doting on the reader. Maybe she feels poorly during a gathering? Just an idea - no pressure ofc to respond or to go in this direction. Thank you either way!!! 😊

tysm for ur request!! sorry this took me a whole month ♡ fem!reader, 1.5k

cw mental health issues/ poor eating habits

The popcorn is greasy between your fingers. You look down at a slightly burned kernel without much feeling, giving it a squeeze to listen to the styro-foamy groan as it breaks. 

The crumbs fall down the front of your hoodie. The mess is enough to make you feel something other than tired, blinking to attention while you pick tiny bits from your tummy. 

Fred's hand reaches over to help. "Whoops," he says, flicking them off of the sofa onto the rug. 

"Don't do that," you chastise without any heat, nudging his knee with yours. "Your poor mum will have to clean it up." 

"No she won't." 

"Are you going to hoover before we go?" you ask. 

Fred puts his hand on your thigh for an unapologetic feel. "No. She'd be offended." 

It's hard to describe how something as simple and as normal as Fred's hand on your leg can make you feel. Suddenly, you aren't alone in your head, feeling all sorts of awful. There's someone with you. 

Fred often laments (with sympathy) that you live in the past. He's not wrong. There are things that haunt you without pulling punches, stuff that makes you feel sick even though you can't remember how it all went anymore. It's like your body has caught hold of the way you felt at the time and is now throwing you into the deep end, no warnings. 

George takes the popcorn bowl from your lap, a lazy heist from his positioning on the floor. He, Ron, and Harry play a game of exploding snap that smells like no one's winning by your shoes. 

Bill and Fleur sit on bean bags by the fire, their legs interlocked, and the baby (who isn't a baby anymore, actually, a brand new toddler) waddles around the room in footie pyjamas. Every time you see Victoire, you wonder if she's an easy baby, and if you'd be a good mom. If you're even capable. 

Things tend to twist from there. Capable in any capacity? You're sure there are a hundred different things that Fred wants from you that he will never be able to have. A girlfriend who doesn't shut down when she's worried. A partner who pulls their weight. You let him down pretty much every day though he doesn't say, in your uselessness. You're awful. He deserves better than someone who's clinging to the bad things that happened to her (though you don't want to cling, you can't seem to make yourself stop). 

Fred's hand abandons your thigh. He sits up in his seat on the sofa to wrap his arm behind your neck instead, encouraging your head under his. With the side of his chin pressed to your temple, he doesn't say a word. 

Molly appears from the garden with a handful of fresh lemon balm. "Who wants a cup of tea?" she asks. 

Her eyes flicker straight for you. Fred told you once that Harry used to be her favourite child. It confused you —family is much more than blood, but still, there's so many to choose from and they're all brilliant, so why Harry? 

He was the one who needed the favouritism most, Fred says. Mum has a built-in pain detector. She knows when people need love. 

"We'll have a cup of tea," Fred says, rubbing your shoulder. 

"Obviously," Molly says, though what's obvious about it escapes you. "Anyone else?" 

There's a chorus of requests, most of which you can't keep straight. Molly's brilliant, she doesn't miss a beat. "Lovely," she says with a smile. 

"I'll come help you, mum," George says, using your legs as a brace to get up. 

You kick him without force in the leg. He turns to you, shooting you an adoring, saccharine smile with hands at his chest curved into a heart shape. 

"He's in a mood today," Fred says. 

Your sleeves bunch under his hands with every upward swipe. You sit there for a while feeling off. Something is wrong, some pit sucking you in, but nothing's happened. It's been a while since you felt this suddenly sick —you're better than you were, but you aren't better. 

"It's okay," Fred says, like he can read your mind. His reassurance kisses warm over your cheek. "Do you want to go home?" 

He doesn't seem upset with you. If anything, he's chipper, like he'd love to go home with you. It's a charade for your benefit to erase the guilt that comes with yanking him out of family time, and you don't fall for it. 

Yet you can't make yourself smile. You aren't as good of an actor as he is. "No," you mumble, pulling away from his loving embrace to meet his eyes. 

He inches closer, hand sliding down your arm. 

"I love you," he says very quietly. He's at risk of being heard by three different brothers, each of which might rip him to shreds for being as whipped as he sounds. 

You don't not want to say it back. Sometimes it's hard. Fred isn't telling you for a parroting, anyhow, and he doesn't care when you fail to answer. 

"Let's go help make tea," he says, standing up. You don't want to move, but you'd rather not stay by yourself. You've no choice but to follow him through the living room and into the kitchen. 

"Hi, dearie," Molly says. You realise she's talking to you, not Fred. "You look like you need something to eat. I'll make you something sweet, how does that sound?" 

It sounds like a bad idea. "That sounds great." 

She nudges George off with his tray of tea to stand in front of you. "There's a good girl," she says, squeezing your elbow. "Fred says you're not eating, but you were fine at breakfast. Feeling better?"

"Mum," Fred says, sending you an apologetic look. "Sorry, I don't mean to gossip about you–" 

"No, it's okay. It's nice, it's… a privilege to be worried about," you say, though you wish he wouldn't. 

Molly shakes her head, ginger kinks swishing over her shoulders. "It's not a privilege, lovely. That's just what family does, mm? You worry about Freddie, he worries about you, and I'll worry about both of you." 

"You don't have to worry about us, mum." 

"I know. It's a privilege, though, to be the one worrying," Molly says, offering you a gentle smile. 

"Right," you say. 

"So stop pretending you're okay and have a seat. Freddie, you better go and get her one of your blankets, I think." 

Fred grins and exits the kitchen quickly to avoid giving you time to protest. Ever a people pleaser, you sit down at the table in one of the chairs with a tall back. Molly puts down a cup of tea in front of you, swiftly followed by a plate of biscuits, a toasted, buttered currant scone, and a blueberry muffin sliced down the middle. 

That's what gets you. The muffin cut in half, paper peeled away. Molly has no reason to like you; you make Fred happy, but you know you've made him so, so sad, sometimes. You've weighed him down. You're not the best he could've had, but his family don't care. He doesn't care. He loves you enough to breeze into the kitchen with a throw blanket, wrap it around your shoulders, and nestle a kiss behind your ear. 

You scramble to grab his arms rather than let him stand again. He startles at first, but he recovers, and his arms curl around your front with enthusiasm that can't be faked. 

"I love you," he murmurs. Words slid together like he's tipped them out, impossible to deny. "Try not to wind yourself up, alright? It's a normal day. The only people who matter are you and me, yeah?"

"Yeah," you say through a lump. 

"I'll be just in the living room if you need me," Molly says. 

"Thanks, mum," Fred says, perching his chin atop your head. 

He waits for her to leave and plants a kiss on the highest point of your cheek. When you smile, he tracks them all over. Kiss to your head, your ear, the soft line of your jaw.

"Do you want to talk about something? Or should we think about other things?" he asks. 

It's a strange, coddling way to ask if there's something in particular that's upset you, but it's nice to be coddled. Truthfully, there's nothing concrete that hurts. A little bit of everything. The world is busy and life is hard and people aren't always kind, and you'll always be unbalanced by that. Luckily, Fred's there to hold you up, together, whatever you need. 

"Do you want half of my muffin?" you ask. 

"I'm eyeing up your scone, honestly." 

"You can have it if you want it." 

Fred hugs you tightly. "And deprive you? No way. I'll settle for the muffin if you feed it to me," he says hopefully. 

You twist in your chair, holding a bit of the muffin up for him to eat.

"I love you," you say. In a horror story, a nightmare, your nearly constant thoughts, he scoffs in your face. 

Fred swallows roughly. "I know. S'why you're gonna let me have half the scone, too." 

It's awfully cheesy, but you'd give him much more than a scone. You'd give him anything he asked you to give.

"Greedy," you say. 

"I resent that, ghost."

[ebonystarfall]

Ink!Peng x a reader who was also part of the brotherhood?

Like reader had a similar experience as Macaque and just ran

But Peng was surprisingly attached to reader

So the scroll taunts you about that through Ink!Peng????

Idk this is weird and I’m sorry 😔

A Cursed Taunt

Ink!Peng x Ex-Brotherhood!Reader

Created by: Starlight (Owner 2)

Type of content: Oneshot

Pov: Second

Word count: 652

TW: Mentions of almost getting impaled, Ink!Peng is a fucking sour lemon towards you, taunting, reader doesn’t speak (I apologize).

A/N: I absolutely adore this idea, thanks to anon for suggesting it! Definitely feel like Ink!Peng would blame you endlessly, asking why you left them. Also @starbeamssovereign I know you said no angst...but dearest please give me the option to do so :(

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED

A shaky breath escaped your lips as you clustered with the remainder of the crew. Yet, despite your apprehension, your gaze was drawn to the protective curse, its ink shifting and morphing into myriad fantastical creatures. You observed the pilgrims, their discontent and ire manifesting in heated words, glaring down at you all in disgust. Then, your eyes fell upon the Brotherhood. Yellowtusk, once a formidable demon with a gold heart, now bore a gaze that bespoke a fierce desire to strike you from where you stand. You had abandoned the Brotherhood during the assault on the Jade Emperor. Such a betrayal was unforgivable. You were branded a coward.

Yet, an all too familiar voice caught your attention, making you separated from the group. You stood paralyzed in astonishment as you confronted Peng. The birdlike demon emitted a bitter laugh, their glowing blue eyes fixing you with a malevolent glare. No, you could not succumb to this illusion. It was merely the scroll's curse, merely an ink demon, not...not your friend. You tried to seek out MK, or Mei, or anyone who might aid you. But in the newly revealed clearing, there was no one present save you from Peng...or rather, Ink Peng.

“Ah, if it isn’t the cowardly little y/n, even worse then Macaque. Unlike that pathetic rat, you didn’t even join the battle… were you already adamant on leaving the Brotherhood? On leaving me?”

They swung their ji at you, the blade narrowly missing as you leapt aside. They scoffed, using their talons to pin you down, mocking you with cruel laughter.

“Oh, I’m just quivering in fear by you, all mighty and powerful. You didn’t even feel the need to fight! Do you see yourself as better then us, darling?”

You felt the air constrict in your lungs as the ink demon pinned you down. Their talons, though appearing as liquid ink, felt unnervingly lifelike and sharp. You wished to retort but chose to hold your tongue as you looked up at Peng. The inky bird demon grumbled at your silence, releasing you and striking you with their wing.

“You must’ve really lost your power. So pathetic, I swear…” they had scoffed, poking you lightly with their ji.

You rolled your eyes in irritation, attempting to swat the weapon away, only for it to dissolve into ink and then rematerialize as Peng lunged to strike once more, halting a mere instant before impaling you. They laughed, seizing you by the chin and forcing you to look up at them. “You abandoned us to our fate, never once trying to save or free us. Free me. I believed you considered me your… 'best friend.' Clearly, you do not deserve that title at all, little bug.”

The ink demon version of your old comrade suddenly tightened their grip on your chin, then rested their inky yet feathered head against you, giggling mischievously. Their ji remained pointed directly at you. If they pressed just a little too hard…

“Oh, you don’t plan on fighting back? Hm. I should strike you where you stand, stupid worm, if only you hadn’t left me….”

You looked back with a mix of remorse and anger. You yearned to despise this distorted version of your comrade, to push them away and return to your new friends... but the strange warmth emanating from their inky feathers gave you pause. You allowed them to lean on you, even though you were perilously close to being impaled and killed.

This moment with Ink Peng was abruptly interrupted by a loud yell. You presumed it was Mei, slashing her way into the clearing with a new sword. You stared at her in astonishment, even more so when everyone else rushed toward you. But when you turned back to look at the bird demon... they had vanished, as if the protective curse from the scroll had never been near you at all…

[synthesin]

PERVINCO

tanthamore

ch. blurb : for her pride (all pun intended) kit, unable to accept her fate as a pillow princess, tries to top jade. simple! ...she just has to figure out what the hell she's doing.

cw : bad writing ⋆ lemon (!smut!) ⋆ mature language ⋆ canon compliant ⋆ !! includes - teasing, oral, and fingering ❤︎

chapter word count : 3.2k

ᥫ᭡. ~ as the self-proclaimed overlord of the pillow princess kit crusaders, even i adore the idea of her getting in her ego about being a bottom and trying to top jade. ( im also highly in love with the concept of jade being topped.) so i hope you all enjoy this !

credit to cafekitsune for the lovely dividers and banners (they're all so stinkin' cute, right !!?)

chapter one

Fuck. Kit groaned mentally; it still wasn't enough.

"Done already? We just started," Jade's teasing frustrated her more. She wanted to wipe that smug grin off her face and see it contorted in vexation, irritation, and...pleasure? "Think you're in the position to be distracted, princess?"

Jade's sword swinging at her head pulled Kit from her derailed train of thought. She blocked the attack swiftly, but Jade was just as quick to swing at her chest, immediately slowing it to soften the impact. Kit fell back, smacking the ground in annoyance.

"You didn't strike properly." She chided.

Jade countered, "And you weren't concentrating properly."

She helped Kit off the ground, chuckling as the princess grew angrier. "That doesn't matter! When I'm open, take it; I told you not to hold back anymore."

"I was not holding back; the strength I used was what you can handle for now. Once you surpass that-."

"I can handle more now," Kit ranted, gesturing to her armor.

Jade scoffed and crossed her arms. "Just because you have that cuirass doesn't mean I'm going to strike you to kill."

It was no use arguing back and forth, so Kit shrugged her shoulders and began to walk off. "Whatever, I'll have Boorman actually spare with me." 

"No, you won't." Her voice raised a bit, and though Kit enjoyed the firmness of her tone, it was a bit too much; she didn't back down. Biting the inside of her cheek, she glared back at Jade.

"I won't?" Kit laughed dryly and turned away once more. As stubborn as she was, Jade knew her threat wasn't empty.

Huffing, she sped up to her retreating lover and struck her sword before her. The blade was inches from her throat; Kit turned her head and smiled. Standing still for a moment longer, staring into Jade's eyes, she knocked the sword away with her own and struck back.

A chain attack opened between the two; their surrounding area was filled with grunting and the clashing of steel. Nearby animals scurried off as their spar became more hectic. Jade, being entirely on the offense, oddly excited Kit; her swings were aggressive and unforgiving.

Admittedly, they were becoming more challenging to keep up with, but that's all she wanted; she wouldn't learn if Jade coddled her through training. She'd never be able to protect her against the Wyrm and whatever obstacles it throws at them in her current state.

Her reflexes have gotten better. Jade praised and began attacking faster. She watched Kit stumble slightly, giving her an opening, and as requested, she took it. In one fell swoop, Jade struck Kit's sword, disarming her, and slammed the hilt of her sword right above her diaphragm, knocking the brunette off her feet.

Kit hit the ground harder this time, falling flat on her back, knocking the little bit of air she had left in her chest. Tossing her sword aside, Jade quickly straddled Kit as she tried to recuperate before grabbing her wrists and pinning her down. 

"You've improved greatly, Your Highness," Jade started as she leaned closer, leveling their faces. "But you're still not ready. Understood?" It was too much. Adrenaline was high; their bodies were too close, and everything was getting hotter. Kit whined in response, struggling to free herself from Jade's tight grasp.

"Understood?" Jade repeated, this time just above a whisper and dripping with sultry. Breathlessly, Kit finally replied with a rushed yes and freed her wrist. She pulled Jade into a kiss that became desperate and intense. 

Knowing what was needed, Jade pulled her body off Kit's and kneeled, sitting on her heels, then leaned over to take the Lux Arcana from the cuirass. Deactivated, the shiny body armor contracts, and the breastplate is back in its dull, tattered-looking state. Kit sat up, ripped it from her body, and aimlessly discarded it before straddling Jade and capturing her lips again.

Jade's hands busied themselves with unbuttoning Kit's top as she moved from kissing her lips to her neck. She nibbled and sucked various spots, all receiving the same airy whine. Kit threw her head back, granting Jade more access, and latched her hands into her velvety curls. Pushing open Kit's shirt, Jade's hands went straight to her breast, kneading them softly over her thin brassier. She teasingly peppered kisses over Kit's collarbone and the exposed areas of her chest, laughing softly when her hair was gripped tighter. Kit tugged it back, forcing Jade to look up at her, and immediately attacked her lips.

Feeling she had withheld pleasure from Kit long enough, she began unbuttoning her own top. Before she was halfway down the row of buttons, a twig snapping followed by a deep and familiar 'oh' made her stop dead in her tracks. Hastily, she snatches both sides of Kit's shirt up her shoulders and wraps it closed over her exposed torso before gripping her own together.

Kit instantly removed herself from Jade's lap and turned away from the intruders. Craning her neck, she saw Airk and Boorman standing awkwardly behind them. Only Airk radiated awkwardness; Boorman appeared somewhat amused as he leaned against a tree, giving her a knowing smile. Airk scratched the back of his head, looking anywhere else but them.

The twin cleared his throat, gazing at the suddenly interesting grass while passing his basket filled with wild vegetables between both hands. "Ah...this spot is occupied....We can go find clovers elsewhere; excuse us." 

"Yeah, don't let us stop you! Sparing sessions are important; at least, that's what you said to get out of herb hunting early. Anyway, we'll leave-." Boorman added, receiving a nudge from Airk and a glare from Jade. 

"No! We'll go." Kit rushed out, still not facing the rest; she grabbed the cuirass and its key before rushing off. Boorman coughed to poorly stifle his chuckle, causing Jade to shake her head before picking up her and Kit's sword, following after her.

Come nightfall, the group, tired from traveling and forging, were bathed and huddled around the fire, eating roasted duck. Sparing had worked up Kit's hunger, so her portion didn't last long in her bowl. Jade gave her bowl over, causing Elora to frown.

"You don't like it?"

"I did, I'm just not that hungry."

Mouthful, Boorman chimed in, "Really? After we interrupted your royal feast early, I'd think you'd be famished by now."

A flush crept up on Kit's face, "I. Will. End. You." Sword in hand, she was on her feet just as Jade threw a bone in the cackling man's direction and pulled Kit back beside her. Willow and Airk kept their faces shoved in their bowls to avoid the confrontation.

"Right, this is for you," Elora exclaimed, tossing her a small vial of greenish cream. Kit caught it, tearing her eyes away from Boorman, and scanned it, confused, before letting Jade take it to inspect. "What is it?"

"Helps repel mosquitoes and soothe their bites; they've been rampant. I see one has already gotten to you." After that last line, the rest of the group was thrown into a fit of laughter right along with Boorman. Even Jade was chuckling, which sent Kit over the edge. She snatched up her belongings and then began to storm off.

"Where are you going?" Jade called out, amused when she heard her grumble something about patrolling. 

Going far enough to be unable to them or the fire crackling, Kit threw her things down and screamed in frustration. After straightening her blankets, she sprawled out on her back and sighed. A soft rustle of leaves disrupted her short moment of peace. Kit raised up on her elbows and watched Jade come into view. 

"You forgot something,"

"What?" 

Jade pulled the vial of cream from her pocket, causing Kit to roll her eyes and turn away. Jade's laugh filled the air; it took everything in Kit to keep from smiling. She felt her lay down behind her before being tugged back into her chest. Her lips instantly attached to Kit's neck, making her moan lightly. "What do you think? Will it repel me?" Annoyed, the princess shook off her knight and scooted away. 

"Leave."

"Alright, I'll stop," Satisfied, Kit lay flat on her back again and stared at her. "Brat," Jade muttered, pulling her into a kiss. Kit's body didn't take long to return to the same touch-craved and needy state it was in that afternoon. Their outer layer of clothes was shed soon after, and Jade began gripping and rubbing Kit's inner thigh, causing her head to feel fuzzy. She wanted this, but still, she grabbed Jade's hand, stopping her.

Jade looked at her, confused, "What's wrong," 

"Let me top this time." This caused the redhead to laugh a little before sitting up.

"Why the sudden interest?"

"Well... Why not?" Kit questioned. It wasn't a crazy request, right? The times they 'played,' it's always been her on the receiving end. It's only fair she gets to have a chance.

"Is this because of the teasing?"

"Wha- no," Yes. "Why are you against it? Scared, I'd do better." Kit taunted.

She had to flip the situation around as her body began to betray her. Jade was well aware as she had been lightly dragging her fingertips over Kit's body the entire time. Take advantage of every sensitive zone. She loved seeing her try not to show a reaction, only for her body to jolt a bit as Jade inched past her naval. "I know you can't,"

"It's- mmh," She bit back a moan as Jade slid her hand over her clothed core. "It's not like it's hard," She rushed out and quickly sat up. Jade grinned, unfazed, before pulling Kit on top of her.

"Alright, then do it." Kit's eyes widened slightly at the unexpected response. She was sure Jade would fight her more on the topic, but now that she'd let her win so quickly, everything to do next seemed all jumbled. She straddled her waist and began fidgeting with her hands.

Jade smiled and whispered, 'Go on' after laying flat. She rubbed Kit's thighs softly, waiting patiently for the princess to make her first move. Kit nodded hesitantly and leaned down to kiss Jade.

Topping shouldn't be too hard, but the sudden pressure suffocated her. What was she to do first? How long before moving on to the next thing? What exactly are the things she's to do? Her second mistake was figuring she'd think of the next move while occupying Jade's lips with her own. The first was mindless, challenging Jade tonight. All it took was Jade's tongue invading her mouth to make Kit falter. She tried thinking of what was usually done to her, but the way Jade began biting her low lip and gripping her waist, all that flooded her mind was how wet she was becoming and how she was sure Jade knew. It never failed to amaze herself how much something so simple affected her.

Thinking quick, Kit moved to Jade's neck. Envisioning how Jade gives her love bites, she attempts the same—problem three. The stifled noises she heard slipping past Jade's lips made her proud until they became audible cackles. Jade tried covering her mouth and containing herself, but it was too late.

"I'm sorry-Kit, wait, I didn't mean to laugh." Pushing off over her, Kit sat between Jade's legs and bit her lip in anger. Jade sat up and wiped the tears that formed in her eyes, finally stopping her giggle.

"You're messing me up on purpose."

"I'm not, honestly. It was just a bit funny-."

"It's never funny when you do it to me,"

"That's because I know what I'm doing." Pulling at her hair in frustration, Kit pushed Jade back down. "I know what I'm doing; stop cheating." 

Kit couldn't wrap her head around the ordeal; she did exactly what Jade usually does. So why was it different?

When Jade kisses her neck, Kit loses all control of her senses, and her body listens only to Jade instantly after. So why was it so weird when she tried it?

I won't lose.

Her mind went to the one place she was sure Jade wouldn't be able to giggle if it was kissed. She kissed Jade's lips down to her pelvis. Humming in satisfaction, Jade began playing with and pulling at Kit's hair. "That feels quite nice."

"Don't patronize me," Kit muttered, not sparing her a glance, and tried to ignore how good the hair-pulling felt. Kissing her over the thin cloth, Kit remembered how Jade does it to her—problem four. Hands or mouth, when Jade gets below the belt, Kit's brain stops functioning. She can't even kiss her neck correctly; how was she supposed to do better down here?

Jade condescendingly asked if she was doing alright. Shushing her, Kit stared down at her own hand, confused. Should she start with one or two fingers? One would obviously be first, but she wanted to do her better; more is better. Right?

Kit pulled off the thin cloth and tossed it aside. Let's just wing it, she thought to herself. Her mouth latched onto Jade's clit and began sucking harshly. Before Jade could address her current discomfort mercilessly, two fingers were jabbed into her, causing her to scream out in pain. Kit removed herself at once and watched, worried, as Jade squeezed her legs close and turned over in pain.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" 

Once the pain eventually let up, Jade huffed out, still clutching herself, and peered at Kit wide-eyed.

"What happened?! You attempting to impale me!"

"I don't get it; I just do what you usually do," Jade clicked her tongue. "I have never done that to you, first of all, and as I said before," She started, pulling Kit flat onto the blanket. "I know what I'm doing, princess," 

True to her word, as soon as her lips touched Kit's neck, a tingly coursed through her body. Instinctively, she wrapped her limbs around Jade and moaned out in pleasure. To add insult to injury, she was doing precisely what Kit had just attempted and far better. She couldn't act like it didn't feel good, even if her life depended on it. Jade began massaging her clit at a torturingly slow speed. Laughing softly into the crook of Kit's neck as she pleaded for her to go faster. Jade obliged and sped up. Occasionally, sliding her fingers between her folds, taunting Kit's entrance. 

"Please, Jade...lick." Jade hummed at her begging, finding it rather cute.

Letting herself be pulled into another messy kiss, she slowed her speed again and smiled as Kit cried out more. Teasing her was something she'd grow tired of.

Kit's hands left Jade's hair and pressed down on top of the hand, tormenting her, trying to force her to go faster. Jade responded by sliding a finger inside her. Kit threw her head back and let out a throaty moan. Her back arched off the ground as Jade kissed down her torso. Her right hand gripping Kit's thigh, forcing her leg apart, giving herself space to lay in front of her dripping core. After pumping out of her a few times, she gave Kit her tongue like she had been begging for.

Whenever she tried wrapping her leg around Jade to hold her closer, she'd receive a hard pinch, forcing her leg back into submission. She was sure her thigh was covered in tiny bruises, and she knew Jade would spend time kissing all of them later, making her wetter. 

Hearing her princess cry out her name made Jade's body quiver. She pulled her finger out of Kit, leaned up, and forced it into her mouth; she watched Kit shamelessly suck on it before pulling her hand away and kissing her. She touched herself with the same hand, and the other quickly entered Kit, adding two fingers. She moaned into Jade's mouth and rode her fingers.

Feeling her climax creeping up, Jade pumped inside both of them faster, kissing along Kit's jaw as she screamed louder as they came. Jade kissed Kit's breast one last time before flopping down beside her. 

Coming down from her high, Kit realized what had happened and slapped her hand on the ground "Fuck," She looked over at Jade and rolled her eyes at the grin on her face.

"Cheater."

"Cheater?! You were me begging so sweetly for more the entire time; I won fair and square."

"Let me try again," Jade shook her head and pushed her exhausted body off the ground, "Absolutely not stabby, c'mon."

Kit groaned and let Jade pull her to her feet and shuffle along bitterly as she was led to a spot for them to relieve and clean themselves. She can't lose like this, she thought sorely to herself. Not only would Jade never let her live it down, but she was also sure the others' incessant teasing would drive her insane. Jade led them to a waterfall nearby, pulling Kit under the pouring water and kissing her pouting lips.

The cool water felt nice against their warm bodies; tonight was particularly humid, making the cold shower much more appreciated. Jade racked her hands through Kit's short hair, letting the water wash away the sweat.

Kit began badgering her again. "This time was just practice; let me try again." Jade, acting as if she couldn't hear her over the rushing water, began rubbing her body down. She took time gently rubbing and kissing all the forming bruises on her body that came from their spar, and as predicted, when she saw the tiny bruises littering Kit's inner thigh, she kissed every one of them gingerly. 

"You're not being fair," Kit moaned, trying to steady herself; Jade's kissing was getting dangerously close. Her torment ended as Jade stood and began rubbing her own body down. Not even attempting to act as if she was helping, Kit's hands rested on her breasts and began groping them. Jade wiped the water from her face and smiled as Kit leaned in and kissed her.

It was slow and sweet. Jade cupped Kit's jaw, deepening the kiss before pulling away and resting their forehead together. They stood there holding each other, letting the water rain down on them. Kit sighed out contently. She loved how Jade was with her after sex; it helped clear her mind. Especially with their current predicament, they both needed moments like this.

Once the coolness of the water became too much to bear, the pair finally made their way back to their pallet. Silently, they took turns drying each other off and putting back on their clothes.

Jade hummed, "I'll let you try again," Beaming Kit pecked her on the lips. "Stab into me like that again, and I'll have you regret it, your highness."

Coyly, Kit smiled, "What will you do to me?"

"You'll find out; now, let's sleep. We'll need the rest."

Kit obeyed, leaning against the bags as makeshift pillows, and opened her arms. Jade laid in them and got comfortable, tightly wrapping her arm around Kit's waist. Her face nuzzled against her princess's chest, making her hum contentedly. Kit kissed her damp hair one last time before they both let slumber overcome them. 

ᥫ᭡. ~ don’t you just love it when sapphics. yea me too. part two, the final part in progress ❤︎

[lagolagomorph]

DQ Characters and their Favorite Desserts Thread:

Alef: Something plain, but Gwaelin made it so it's his favorite

Gwaelin: Shortbread with a flower embedded into it

Middenhall: Blueberry Pie

Cannock: Carrot Cake

Moonbrooke: Strawberry Sorbet

Erdrik: He has no favorite, but he likes a good chocolate croissant

Solo: Pistachio Ice Cream

Sofia: Mint Chip Ice Cream

Alena: Tiger Tiger Ice Cream or anything Apple

Borya: Licorice Funsorts

Kiryl: Melon Soda (but he will pretend it's something else)

Maya: Gulab Jamun with lots of rose syrup

Meena: Thick Mango Lassi

Torneko: There isn't much he dislikes, but his favorite are his wife's hot cross buns

Ragnar: Not a fan of sweets, but sometimes eats a hard candy if the local kids offer him some

Madason/Five: Dark Chocolate Ganache

Bianca: Angel Food Cake with Strawberries and Whip Cream

Nera: Angel Food Cake with Blueberries and Whip Cream

Deborah: Angel Food Cake with Blackberries and Whip Cream

Parry: All Desserts. He loves them!!!

Madchen: mostly plain desserts, like Scones

Sancho: Big cinnamon fan, loves Cinnamon Buns

Reck/Six: Not into sweets, but he does like a good gingerbread

Carver: he loves marshmallows

Millie: Shortbread with tea

Ashlynn: Strawberry Parfait

Terry: hates sweets. (But will have shortbread with his sister.)

Amon: a good chocolate parfait

Arus/Seven: Anything his mom or Maribel makes. He loves sweets!

Maribel: Apple Pie with Ice Cream

Keifer: Lemon Merangue

Gabo/Ruff: Shouldn't really have sweets, but he really likes chocolate.

Aishe: Bonbons, but only after meeting Arus, otherwise, none.

Mervyn: old man Caramels. Anything else might kill him

Eight: he's a big fan of Coconut, because it's so rare, like a coconut creme pie

Yangus: not a huge fan of sweets, but he does like a good raspberry tart

Jessica: she adores fancy little pastries, especially tiramisu

Angelo: Black Forest Cake, or other such elegant desserts

Trode: he's a fan of scones, especially if Medea makes them

Medea: Scones- she hates carrot cake

Nine: Angel Food Cake with Fig paste and mousse

(Haven't played 10....)

Eleven: A plain chocolate chip cookie (Gemma's are his favorite)

Gemma: Lemon Squares

Erik: Vínarterta or Randalin- it's a layered Icelandic cake

Veronica: Strawberry Shortcake

Serena: Lemon Shortcake

Sylv: Something extravagant and elegant! Style over substance, but they would like rose flavoured stuff

Rab: Scones, specifically Apple cinnamon

Jade: She has a secret sweet tooth for dark chocolate cake with pomegranate filling

Hendrik: hates sweets, but will eat them out of politeness. Probably would like coffee cake

[love-overdrive]

JJBA OC Information

Hello! This post is about my JJBA OC, Mary. 

In general, I like to jump from one thing to another depending on my mood. Mary is kinda the same throughout all parts, but depending on the situation and part, she will be utilized differently. I rarely will ever have Mary from another part encroach on another part, so feel free to pull a Gappy and call her like, Mary 4 or Mary 7 (which is how I will be addressing them when discussing different parts). Each Mary will basically be self-contained in each part unless doing funny asks or something. 

With that being said, here’s a small introduction to the Mary’s as well as some amateur art done in a similar style to Araki's sketches (below the cut): 

Mary Yazawa (Mary 4) 

An unassuming, average office lady without a care in the world who just moved in next to the Higashikata’s house. There’s no way this woman is anything but ordinary! Except… something isn’t adding up about this rather happy-go-lucky girl. 

F/O: Kishibe Rohan 

Familial/Platonic F/O: Josuke Higashikata (Next door neighbors / Cool older sister)

Age: 20 

Career: Receptionist (Currently), Mangaka (Secretly)

Stand: Dancing Queen (ABBA song)

Favorite Food: “Onigiri. With salmon, extra avocado, and sesame seeds. Mmm… onigiri…”

Habit: Tends to refer to Rohan by title with his last name (‘Mr. Kishibe!’), much to his chagrin. Also has a tendency to dress in outrageous fashion or subcultures when not at work. 

Mary Giovanna (Mary 5)

The ever-pleasant maiden of Napoli, she is certainly a sight to behold. Almost all know her by name and sight alone. Beneath her bright appearance, lies a jaded woman who is just trying to let her new family be happy. 

F/Os: Bruno Bucciarati and Leone Abbacchio (Poly), Prosciutto

Familial/Platonic F/O: Giorno Giovanna (Half-sister), Bruno’s Gang (Older Sis/Mom figure)

Age: 21 (A few months younger than Leone, to his amusement)

Stand: Venus (Bananarama song)

Favorite Pastime: “Tuning the radio to listen to the opera.” [It reminds her of those dreams she once had.] “It’s especially wonderful to listen to with some lemon gelato.” 

Habit: Has a bad habit of smoking- whether from cigarettes or hookahs. She claims she’s not that bad and can quit any time. Also tends to hog the bathroom to do her hair and makeup. 

Mary Valentine (Mary 7) 

Known as “America’s Sweetheart”, the darling daughter of the President of the United States is well-regarded and beloved by the citizens. Despite her sheltered tendencies, she truly wants the best for the people she adores. However, unraveling the truth behind the Steel Ball Run and her father’s real motivations may just call into question what she is actually capable of. 

F/O: Diego Brando / Hot Pants

Platonic/Familial F/O: Funny Valentine (Father), Scarlet Valentine (Step-Mother), Johnny Joestar (Friend), Gyro Zeppeli (Friend), Lucy Steel (Considers her a younger sister and best friend), Blackmore and Mike O. (bodyguards/friends turned foes later). 

Age: 20 

Position: Although technically not the First Lady, Mary often takes the role of it when Scarlet is busy. Mary is the one who plans and coordinates most major parties or celebrations within the White House and for the Steel Ball Run. She’s been a hostess since she was a young girl, giving her plenty of experience party planning. 

Stand: Happy Nation (Ace of Base song)

Favorite Book: “Pride and Prejudice, of course! Isn’t Mr. Darcy so dreamy? Imagine a man just like him~!” 

Habit: Practically incapable of lying. She is a very honest and sincere woman, and can almost never tell a lie.

[skyllion-uwu]

I forgot his name but the main character from start again :3

YAYAYAYAY SIFFRIN!!!!!

favorite thing about them

He has such a cool design and they're very silly when he's trying to pretend they're not trapped in a time loop :)

least favorite thing about them

Sif buddy please tell your friends about the loop. If it goes wrong it will reset anyways so let them help you once. Actually I get it I'd be the same way but still!

favorite line

A tie between the flavor text for "Just Attack" ("No more messing around.") and the bathroom scene. The bluntness of "No more messing around" followed by a harsh and powerful attack is a great way to show just how tired and jaded he's become from looping. And the bathroom scene is equal parts funny and heartbreaking. God.

brOTP

Ooooog I love his whole family dynamic with everyone in the party but I adore their bond with Isabeau especially

OTP

I don't ship him with anyone

nOTP

Any ship involving them

random headcanon

So I know it's canon that he's ace and since they're not described as aroace like Mirabelle it's implied he's alloromantic but what if greyromantic Siffrin

unpopular opinion

I don't think they'll do the killing everyone in the loop thing. Half because he's trying very hard to keep it together for everyone and I don't think they'd throw that away and half because I hope he doesn't

song i associate with them

One song? How about a whole mini playlist since I don't have a full length one yet

Sundial by Lemon Demon

Koala by Will Stetson

Be Nice to Me by The Front Bottoms

Just Another Day by Oingo Boingo

Toynbee Tiles by The Scary Jokes

favorite picture of them

This is from one of the animations in the ISAT release date trailer and LOOK HOW HAPPY HE IS LOOK HOW MUCH FUN EVERYONE IS HAVING. Do they know

Send me a character

[xamassed]

⟬ @lunarscaled — Mammon’s Birthday 9 • 10 ⟭

Oh shit it was Mammon's birthday? They totally didn't forget---definitely not. Totally. If they look a bit like they've been frantically rushing around a school with a box in their hands before the end of day hit, that's probably a mass hallucination too. Regardless, they definitely aren't rushed, and definitely not a little out of breath when they find him; They don't even SAY "happy birthday", they just take a deep breath and hold the box out to him with both hands, a very focused expression. ( it's a Lemon Jade just big enough to fit in their palm, because stealing anything larger than that from a dragon's hoard would be hard even when they knew the dragon personally. They don't know if its meaning will be lost on him: The symbolism associated with lemon jade is often linked to prosperity and good fortune. )

"Took ya long enough," grumbled the greedy demon. He had hoped for something sooner, but a late gift was better than no gift at all. Although, considering the one that gave it to him, he didn't expect much. It was a surprise, in fact, that he wasn't given a sarcastic remark the moment Lyric caught their breath.

What he did find was far better than a quip, but he was stunned into awed silence when he found the jade resting at the bottom. He didn't breathe or coo over it, but he did hold it in his palm with an amount of care that gave away just how much he adored the piece. The soft shade of green and it's subtle streaks of white had been polished smooth, but none of it spoke of its meaning.

For all he knew, it was simply there to be gorgeous and admired. Later, he might learn, but Mammon settled for simply loving the jade for what it was: a gift given by someone he didn't expect to actually care.

They could have forgotten or brushed him off, and he knew he would have deserved it. Instead, they were thoughtful, and he knew when to appreciate the value of a kind heart ( even if it was buried under layers upon layers of sass. )

"Ain't seen one'a these in a long time, y'know? Lost one in a bet to a dragon ages ago, and I'd forgotten about it 'til now. Kind'a nice to have one on me again." Under his breath, he added, "thanks. . ."

[nyaboshibrainrot]

AJ;BOIRJAB;OJ

@exhaustedwriterartist Goldenrod/Mahogany/Ruby/Pink/Navy – You are so so cool and I love you (/p). :3 But also you need to take better care of yourself. 🫵

@ferniforest Yellow/Ruby – You're genuinely a very adorable person. I don't know, I just want to squish your face.

@crowsandturtlesandbatsohmy Orange/Ruby/Navy/Jade – You like TBHK. Enough said for the hot takes portion. XD

@plumsodapop Goldenrod/Ruby/Pink – Headpats for you. <3

@jadetheblueartist Lemon/Ruby/Navy/Jade – I was obligated to give you the jade one because– you know. But it's also true. Also, the lemon one is meant as a /pos, you give me like– lemon/green apple candy vibes.

@truths33k3r4 Yellow/Ruby – You are very cool and sweet. They may not happen all too often, but I love my interactions with you. :3

@bowandbrush Ruby/Nazy/Lime – I love your art, it is very scrumdiddlyumptious.

@ladysqueakinpip Orange/Ruby/Green/Jade – You are my only TWEWY moot. I treasure you because of that. 👁️ 👁️

The Colors of the Moots ask game

Lemon - idk but like you seem really sour and scary Yellow - every time i see you on my dash you're always so happy and it's so lovely! Cyber - when the frick are you offline? like tell me when, i need to know for your sanity!!! do you even have it??? Goldenrod - i really wanna sit next to you and watch a sunset/sunrise. or maybe just look at you. Orange - if you were a fruit you'd be a orange. no explanation. Rust - you seem like you're hanging on by a thread. Mahogany - let's go on a late night drive together and listen to one of your playlists. Red - i am so in love with you. first it was ironic, now it's unironic. so in love. Ruby - you are such a gem, you deserve so much better <3 Pink - biting you biting you biting you biting you licking you biting you biting you Violet - honestly i just wanna kiss you just to shut you up. yeah. Blue - you are the sad mood. the crying moot, even. i am offering a tissue in this trying time. and maybe a hug. only if you want ofc Navy - i have a feeling you hate jeans. Lime - i can't tell if you're serious or what but i am avidly waiting your next post. Green - wanna go touch grass with me? Jade - honestly you have some of the best takes on this hellsite.

[booksandwords]

New Year's with the Single Dad by Whitley Cox

Series: The Single Dads of Seattle, #6 Read time: 1 Day Rating: 3.5/5 Stars

The Quote: Don’t shy away from love simply because your heart has been broken. The heart mends. The heart is resilient. You are worthy of love. You are worthy of being someone’s everything again. Don’t waste the best years of your life angry at what was, and instead spend those years searching and hoping for what could be. — Zara Olsen

I quite liked this novella. Zara Olsen and Emmett Strong have quite possibly the most delightful meet cute I've read in a while. Twin coffee orders, as in identical and spoken in an almost eerie synchroisity. That is just the first of three unlikely conincidences that ahow their alignment. Their similarly aged children with the nicknames Nono and Jojo. Those super cute and adorably manipulative childrens comfort giraffes Zelda and Ziggy. Even their own childhood comfort toys still so present in their lives (Arabella Blossom von Bearson and Dr Arnold Strong respectivly) tied to their grandparents in diffent ways. The novella plays with the fate. The whole piece takes place over around 24 hours (excluding epilogue). In the first twelve they meet four times which includes them seeing each other in their professional settings as a florist and a doctor. This is a seasonal work that uses NYE as a time of growth and change. The plot can be kinda predictable but that really doesn't bother me if a work is as season focused as this.

I'm just going to add a quute dump here...

• "Until Valentine’s season hit them like that fat winged-baby’s arrow, that is. Then it’d be all red and pink hearts and more glitter—AKA the herpes of craft supplies." — (Emmett) Omg yes. My besties ex hated like an almost phobia level hate of glitter. It really does get everywhere. • “This might hurt a little. But I’m going to numb the area before I apply the sutures.” Zara swallowed and nodded. “Okay. I’ve been through childbirth. A little sting is nothing compared to that.” — (Zara) This is one the reasons I like Zara she has no filter and I adore it. • "So when I turned thirty-six, I decided I didn’t want to wait any longer to be a mom. Michael and I had Nolan a year later. We lived together, raised him together. Until he met Shane and they got married. Then they moved a few blocks away, and now we share custody of our son and the three of us are raising Nolan.” — (Zara) This is the ultimate love is love to me. Nolan knows • “He’s not dead—as much as I sometimes wish he was. Bastard has two kids with Tobi—with an I—because she’ll tell you. ‘I’m Tobi—with an I,’” Zara said in a baby-doll voice at the same time she tilted her head to the side and cocked her hip. “‘I’m Tobi, with and I and I have the IQ of a lemon wedge.’” — (Zara) Zara is jaded and omg this line makes me laugh so hard. • “Those girls started to be mean to me. Then they took Zelda from me and wouldn’t give her back. Then they started playing tug of war with her and pulled her legs off.” — (Josephine) As someone whose comfort toy was decapitated I can assure you this is most distressing. I can laugh about it now but it can still be a bit of a soft spot if the person who did it mentions it at the wrong time (and I'm 33). • “I’d rather someone tell me I’m doing a great job with my son than say I have a nice ass any day. Looks fade, but our children are our legacy. Our children are a reflection of us … our successes and our failures.” — (Zara) Do know how much this line made me smile. It's nso good to have a woman acknowledge that there is more to her than her looks. Even better that Emmett complimented her on how she raised Nolan first. • "However, I don’t know if I want to wreck my relationship with my florist. Where would I go if the relationship went south? Pike Place Posies? Pffst, no. Zara knows exactly what my mom likes. The relationship between a man and his florist is sacred. I don’t know if I could jeopardize that by sleeping with her.” — (Mason Whitfield) WTF Mason. But okay fair I guess. • grabbing Emmett around the back of the head and, before Emmett could pull away, planting a big, smacking, closed-mouth smooch onto his lips. — This is Mason and Emmett. (view spoiler). The moment just made me laugh and made think that apparently bro don't let bros kiss bimbos.

I got this free as part of a massive kindle giveaway at New Years. So I come to this novella knowing nothing of the wider series, though I do know they can all be read as stand-alone. In this novella, you do see the characters from many of the other books in The Single Dads of Seattle series. The NYE party is hosted by Hired by the Single Dad's Mark and Tori. Mitch and Paige from Saved by the Single Dad are referenced but not present. Mason's novella is Valentine's with the Single Dad, he makes a fantastic appearance including a reference to the shop that is important to that novella Wicked Sister Chocolates. Liam and his relationship with Richelle is the focus of Falling for the Single Dad are somewhat important to this story. Liam is interesting. He's loaded, started the support group and is more than a little jaded. It's a helluva combination. A couple of these are appealing to me. The whole series is a bit unusual with its focus on single fathers over single mothers and some beautiful seasonal themes.

[rurulyywrites]

💀☁️🍋My sweet|Azul Ashengrotto X transM!golden retriever!chubby!reader

Pairings: Azul Ashengrotto X transM!golden retriever!chubby!reader

Plot: Azul has been admiring Y/n for so long. Admiring might be an understatement. Yet he fails to realize that the person that appreciated him the most,was just not even a sign away.

Type: yandere,fluff and lemon. (my first trio type oneshot >~<)

Requested by: OfficalAl0is_Trancy

"Hi idk if you do this but a Trans male chubby Golden retriever mc x Dom!Azul so my plot is Mc goes into the Cafe can't think of what's it Called and asks jade to speak with Azul so he takes mc back and then mc says I want somebody to appreciate me I throw everything away for others and Azul says yes but mc has to stay with him for a day and when mc signs he says nothing changed and then Azul is all like oh I tricked you I always appreciated you and your mine I love you and I never said only a day and then after a heartfulled. Moments later Azul. Makes a move and slowly starts (Kinks would be Dom/bottom overstim and praise) and at the end its very fluffy so fluff yandere and lemon"

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3rd person POV

"So wonderful.."

"So.. so.. perfect.."

"My PERFECT Y/n!"

Azul said as his tone got increasingly more insane and loud as he looked at his wall filled with photos of Y/n.

Azul had been stalking Y/n,his 'best friend', ever since he saw him in the cafeteria.

Yet they've been friends for only 3 months.

Which meant he's collected not only numerous candid photos of him,but even some of his favourite clothes and.. some of Y/n's necessities.

"He's so handsome.. so cute.. so perfect..!"

Azul said as he goes insane just on Y/n's photos alone.

He was clearly admiring.. such an understatement.

He was so obsessed with Y/n,he could just pass away from a single touch of him. An unhealthy obsession.

Every inch of him is PERFECT!

His fluffy,golden retriever ears and tails.

His adorable puppy dog eyes

His skin,so soft.

And the way..

The way he would smile at me

He grew thirsty of the thought of you in his mind. His mind wasn't the only one excited though..

.

"Ugh.. I should go on a diet. So bad."

Y/n whined as he placed his hands on his stomach and squeezed his fat

"Fnyah..? You think that's a big stomach?"

Grim said as he slapped his paws on his,making a loud sound.

"Pfft--.. jeez.. okay"

"I'm the chubby one in this dorm. You're not. You're really not,Y/n!"

Grim tried assuring him.

"Eh.. I don't know.."

"seriously?! DO YOU WANT ME TO PULL YOUR TAIL UNTIL YOU ADMIT YOU'RE THE COOLEST AND MOST PERFECT PERSON IN EVERY UNIVERSE?!"

Grim said aggressively.

"I.. y'know what.. I'll grab a drink in Monstro Lounge.."

"buy me a tuna while you're at it! I wanna be mistaken as PREGNANT in public! Only for little pieces of tuna to be my babies"

"Jeez.. you are weird." And with that, Y/n left to Monstro Lounge.

.

Though Y/n lied. He didn't go to Monstro Lounge to eat or drink nor hang out.

He came to make a contract. (Zhongli much?)

Y/n sighed as he entered the Lounge,it was filled with so many people.

Business must be well then.. good for Azul.

Y/n thought with a smile as he went and looked for Jade; but instead,Jade spotted him.

"Y/n? What brings you here?"

Jade asked as he saw Y/n sitting on one of the tables

"I.. I just came looking for Azul. That's all"

Y/n simply answers with a smile

"He's in his room,I'll tell him that you're coming to him"

"Thanks alot,Jade."

.

Y/n was genuinely excited for this.

Finally,his dreams of having someone appreciate him for who he is would finally come true with the help of his best friend.

Yet for Azul,he was busy with other stuff.

"What do you mean Y/n's coming this way?"

Azul asked nervously as he tried to cover all of the photos he took of Y/n from his wall

"Jade told me that Shrimpy wants to talk to you--"

"Well you should've told him to wait in my office! And do not call him Shrimpy!"

Azul shouted through the phone. "Why?"

"Floyd,listen. My room is a mess. And I can't let him see it!"

"My room's more of a mess and Ula still comes by to kick my ass and tell me to clean it"

"Tell him to wait for me in the office now!".

*Knock*

"Fuck."

Azul muttered as he ended the call and taped his blanket to his wall to cover the photos.

Taking one good look of himself in his mirror and fixing his appearance before opening the door.

"Heyaa 'Zully~"

Y/n said in a cheery tone with his tail wagging behind him.

Azul saw it and lightly blushed while staring at his tail.

Guess something else was excited..

"Uh..? My eyes are up here,Zul?"

Y/n said jokingly as Azul snapped back to reality and looked at Y/n

"R-right! Sorry.. that was very uncalled for.."

"It's cool,you do it almost all the time. Can I come in?"

Y/n asked as he was about to enter but Azul held his shoulders with a huge red blush on his cheeks.

"N-no! No no no! I-.. I haven't had room service in my dorm! It's really messy!"

Azul tried to convince him to stay out.

"It's alright,I'm just gonna make a contract with you. I don't mind your room being messy,makes be feel better that I'm not the only one who's lazy"

Y/n said with a smile as his ears twitched.

Thinking no one would notice, Azul did. Of course he did.

"I- wait-.. contract?"

Azul asked as his grip on Y/n's shoulders loosened.

"Yeah,just one contract and I'll be on my way"

Y/n said as he lost his smile and started fiddling his his fingers.

Azul was confused.

What could the most perfect person in his eyes would need?

"B..but why? I don't think you need it"

Azul asked as Y/n sighed.

"Let's discuss this in your room,please?"

Y/n asks

Who was he to say no to Y/n's cute eyes?

.

"Look.. I just want people to just.. appreciate me..."

Y/n said lightly as Azul closed and locked his door.

The sight of a sad Y/n was not supposed to be seen by anyone else,not even for Azul.

"People do though,don't they?"

Azul asked as Y/n shook his head.

"Sure,Grim thinks I'm awesome. Yuuken thinks I'm really cool.. and.. that's it."

"Is there a particular person that made you feel this way? Someone who.. made fun of your insecurities?"

Azul asked as his blood boiled at the thought.

"Promise not to tell?" Y/n asked hesitantly as Azul held his hand

"I promise"

"There was this..  dude that.. well he kept calling me a pig. And.. it sure did took a toll one,I'll tell you that much"

Y/n tried to laugh off his sadness remembering that incident.

Azul was furious and wanted to know this person so he could obliterate their existance.

How could someone have the guts to hurt him..

"And the same dude just.. can't take the fact that I'm trans. It would be fine but he kept on stomping over my preferred pronouns and then just kept making fun of me."

That was it for me. That was the final straw.

"Who was it?"

Azul asked in a serious tone

"Doesn't matter. Just make some more people apprecia--"

"Y/n,who told you that"

Azul said in a serious and scary tone,making Y/n look at him with shock and fear.

"I don't mean to scare you,N/n.. I.."

Azul stopped himself and sighed as he knelt down infront of Y/n,still holding his hands.

"I.. I love you,Y/n. I can't bear seeing you like this because of someone who doesn't see your worth"

Azul said as Y/n stared with disbelief

"That person doesn't know you are worth more than he thinks you are. You're perfect. And don't let anyone else say otherwise"

Azul adds as he held Y/n's cheek

"Y..ou.. no. You're joking! You're... You're like every single friend I used to have before I got here"

Y/n said as he stood up

"I'm not! Say all you want but I love you. Let me show you how beautiful you are,and how much I'm willing to go for you"

Azul adds as Y/n laughed

"Don't. Even. I'm fucking ugly,you don't love--"

Y/n was cut off by Azul kissing his lips. He was serious,he loves Y/n.

The kiss was passionate,Y/n couldn't believe what he felt.

He loves Azul,yet he didn't expect him to love him back.

But now, Azul's lips were on Y/n's.

Azul couldn't contain himself.

He already kissed Y/n and he did kiss back.

It wouldn't hurt to go a little further than it.

Azul's hands went up to Y/n's waist as he swiped his tongue in his bottom lip,asking for entrance.

Y/n took the hint and opened his mouth for Azul to explore his mouth.

The kiss grew sensual as Y/n had his hands on Azul's chest.

Now the fun begins

This was Azul's dream.

The love of his life,wrapped around his hands.

Stripped of both their clothing and his cock in and out of Y/n's ass.

Y/n was the most perfect thing in his eyes and he has him under his figure.

Nothing but the sounds of skin slapping and moans all around the room.

"You're perfect,Y/n..."

Azul said as he sped up his pace. Making Y/n more of a moaning and squirming mess under him.

He could just come on the sight of him.

"You look so cute like this.."

Azul said as Y/n's hips bucked up while Azul fluffed and brushed Y/n's tail with his hand.

He's always wanted to do that.

"A-ahhh~! C..cumming~..!"

Y/n moans. He had a huge blush across his face as he tried to cover his face.

"No no.. you're beautiful.. don't- ngh.. cover your face"

Azul said as he leaned down and kissed his cheek.

With that,Y/n came while Azul was still thrusting in and out of him.

Enabling Y/n to ride her high while Azul tried to cum.

"Ahhnn~!! You're so beautiful~!! Fuck~ I just wanna cum inside your beautiful ass!"

Azul moans as he thrusts faster

"F-fuck~!! Azul you're gonna make me c-come--!"

Y/n moans while the bed hits the wall with each of Azul's hard thrusts.

"F-fuck!! Y/n! I love you~! I love-! Ahh~!! I love you so much!!"

Azul moans as he came hard  inside of Y/n.

"A-Azul~!!"

Y/n moans as he felt Azul's load fill him up completely.

Azul hearing Y/n moan out his name didn't really help his erection die down..

The most I can say is..

It was a long night of Y/n being constantly praised by Azul while being fucked in every single position possible.

[writer-akihiko]

I have a request for a separate scenarios for the Octavinelle trio where its getting closer to graduation and the boys are dreading the thought of having to leave s/o and go back home to the ocean. When the boys finally bring up the topic they are happy and surprised to hear their s/o say they'd be willing to trade their legs for a tail to be with him because their home is wherever he is. They can use Azul's unique magic to do it, just like the sea witch gave Ariel legs for her tail.

Octavinelle + MC As A Merperson

Oh my god I had so much good research on this, because I wanted to make the MC have different kinds of mer-species! I put the type of marine creature next to the boy's name.

Tagging @feliciakainzofspades and @snowdrops-bubblegum-inkwell and cut because of length!

The nearing of the NRC graduation opened up to new opportunities, as the students in the courtyard said their early goodbyes to teachers and underclassmen alike.

The empty Mostro Lounge were the sullen Octavinelle trio, worrying about the prospects of a particular prefect…

The creaking of the door snapped them out of their trance, the silhouette of a familiar human taking form…

"YN!-"

"What's gotten you three so sullen?"

They sat up straight, taking a few glances at each other. They certainly didn't want you to go off worried, but it was quite a delicate topic as well… Jade coughed, garnering your attention as he guided you to sit in between himself and Floyd. Azul, cross-legged, still had his head hung low. You were a little anxious, as you had no idea what was bothering the three of them…

"YN… We have something to tell you."

It was the first time you heard their concerns so sincerely. You knew you'd have to miss them, but you never anticipated that it would be to this extent.

"All right… Why don't you three listen to my solution?"

Azul Ashengrotto - Fairy Wrasse

Azul was adamant about his refusal, stopping you from explaining anything further

He knew it would be the only solution for you two to stay together, but he swore he'd never use his magic on you

"YN! You know how I feel about using my magic on you…"

"Azul… I don't mind. As long as I'm with you, right?"

He could never say no to that smile

Once you signed the contract, Azul quickly lifted you up, running to the pool nearby in case it worked

The transformation was quick, but he wasn't sure if it was painless as he winced at the yelps that escaped your mouth

"Angelfish? Angelfish please answer me-"

The flipping of a colourful tail amazed him, as you swam up to him

"Azul! It worked! Look how pretty my tail is!"

"You… You became a Fairy Wrasse…" He said, still blushing at how gorgeous you looked in your new mer-form. "I guess 'Angelfish' isn't appropriate anymore…"

He was glad that you were willing to do it, and somehow he felt more comfortable around you even in his merman form

"My Fairy… Thank you for staying with me…"

Jade Leech - Umbrella Octopus

Jade, for as much as he served Azul, was unsure whether you were ready to do this

"YN, maybe you should sleep on this. You shouldn't be so quick about this-"

You had to stand on a stool to meet his eyes and talk to him seriously

"Jade, I have nothing left here for me. Don't go where I can't follow, Jade..."

He was in near tears hearing your words, embracing you as gentle as he could

He was next to you the entire way, grasping your hand as you signed the contract

He also held you by your hips, slowly settling you into the water

He flinched as you transformed, as you let out a cry of pain

"YN...?"

Suddenly he dropped you, as for some reason he could no longer support your legs...

It's almost as if...

"J-Jade?" You cried out, not used to the feeling of a merperson

"YN! You-"

He reached out to support you, finding eight rounded appendages grasping onto him instead

"You're so adorable, my little umbrella octopus!"

You blushed, taking a good look at your rounded appearance. "Really?"

Jade wrapped his eel tail around your waist, peppering you with kisses. "I can't wait to live with you…"

Floyd Leech - Lemon Shark

Floyd was ecstatic at your idea, hurrying up to Azul to write up the contract for you

He was jumping up and down, loving how much his Shrimpy wants to stay with him

He kept asking questions, most being out of Azul's range of knowledge

"Will Shrimpy be an actual Shrimpy? Will Shrimpy be able to swim like me?~"

He was not expecting how much it'd hurt you

As much as he likes to give you bits of pain, it was the teasing kind

This was the kind of excruciating pain he'd squeeze the life out of someone if you experienced it

He couldn't squeeze Azul of course, but he realised the reality of it when you kept comforting him

"F-Floyd, I'm okay. Just a little more and then it's gone…"

He'd whimper, leaning on your shoulder. "No… N-No… Shrimpy is hurt because of me. It's not a little while."

Before you could say anything, you coughed heavily

"Floyd, take her to the water!-"

He jumped in, holding you in his merform

"Shrimpy!" He called out, twirling you around with glee. "Shrimpy is… Shrimpy is a Sharky now!"

You looked at your lower half, finding a yellowish tail attached to your lower half

"I'm a lemon shark!"

"My Sharky~" Floyd cooed, hugging you. "And your teeth got sharp too, like mine!"

You felt the sharp teeth poke your gums, but before you could touch them, Floyd pulled you into a passionate kiss in the pool, hugging his precious Sharky

"I'm so happy that YN's staying with me!"

[transgender-er]

Look at them. They're so neat.

Rhodonite's components find each other over and over again after being rejuvenated, and they fall for one another each time despite the consequences.

Fluorite is a giant caterpillar lady made out of 6 gems that absolutely adore one another, and she's always on the lookout for more people to love.

Lemon Jade was so lonely, thinking she was the only cross-gem fusion in existence, but she was willing to risk her life when she found out there were more people like her.

Topaz hates her job, but she keeps doing it so her components can stay together, and then she's so happy after Aquamarine leaves.

Crazy Lace Agate is so happy, even though she's lost thousands of years to her corruption. Also, just look at the Raggedy Ann of it all.

And Watermelon Tourmaline! Look at her! She's adorable, look at that sweater, and those red cheeks. Also, I think it's so cool that her gems are her pupils.

No offense to Garnet, but I think my favorite fusions are the minor character ones.

Rhodonite, Fluorite, Lemon Jade, Topaz, Crazy Lace Agate, and Watermelon Tourmaline.

I just think they're neat.

[thenotorioustlb]

I firmly believe that Floyd unabashedly adores listening to Gorillaz, ICP and Lemon Demon. On the other hand, Jade only “enjoys” classical. In reality he has an almost unhealthy obsession with 90s power pop. So… like, Floyd is just sprawled out half on the bed, half on the floor, mumbling along to Dirty Harry, while Jade is studying with his headphones in and frying his eardrums with Mozart’s Oops, I Did it Again.