#like i KNOW there wouldnt be anything but i still had a brief

[phantom-phoenixx]

Watching Danny Phantom after mostly consuming fanon for so long-

[talkorsomething]

I have Got to get more transgender

[san8ny]

hey girlll, i’m like literally ovulating right now 😭 could you write about sneaking up on ellie and pulling her away for a quickie?? (to feast on her pussy)

THANK YOUUU XXXX

I Treat You Well-ish

!: haven’t written anything in a bit with classes and clubs but i needed to complete ur requests, hope this is somewhat digestible im sorryyy- ?: Oral, and brief alluding of Ellie being seen as just a fwb..

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“Mm, and here I thought you couldn’t stand me..” She murmurs tiredly, glasses sliding down the bridge of her nose as she tilts her head down, an olive-toned hand woven into your tresses from where you kneel before her, a throbbing ache pooling inbetween your legs as you continue fumbling with her drawstring—“Never meant it like that.” You retort under your breath once she finally gives you a hand, strumming 2 slender fingers inbetween the tight loop to undo the difficult knot easily. Me next!

“I’m pretty sure ‘I hate Ellie!’ can only be interpreted one way, but i’ll let it slide per usual.” She sighs once the damp-warmth of your drooling tongue meets first contact with her cotton boxers.

Eager, weren’t you?

“Easy…” Ellie’s breath seemingly hitches, dark bags under her eyes as you hook your thumbs into the waistband of her confines rather impatiently, “Sorry, I haven’t done this since our last time so i’m a bit rusty.” You reply softly. Ellie hates how your words can be interpreted as exclusivity— who exactly was she to think so, or get happy at that?

“I’m gonna finish early if you say that shit.” She groans, turning her face away as it reddens slightly. So much for getting homework done tonight..

What even was this anymore? It seemed oddly distorted from the idea you once brought to her when your good-for-nothing partner had dropped you out of the blue, Ellie still remembering how out of it you were during that entire time-period.

‘Look, we both hate eachother but how about trying it out? It’ll relax us both, no?’

Wrong! Ellie hasn’t had one calm night since you started making appearances in her fucking dreams, which has now become a nightly occurrence for her. Even the strongest of melatonin couldn’t ward your evil off

You were a walking contradiction in her eyes, acting like you wouldnt touch her with a 10inch pole, yet sending back-to-back messages detailing in the most gruesome way the stuff you’d let her do to you if she just pulled up to your dorms right now. Which, let’s not get shit twisted, she has a few times here and there

A true slut you were, but she wasn’t too far behind either

“You only ever call me when you need me anyways.” Duh. She finally yawns, leaning down to thumb your lips apart as she initiates a deep kiss, that is, before shoving you inbetween her own legs, locking you in with her knees as she mindlessly reaches for your cellular device

It’s seem like she’s sighing for the upteenth time in a row, lomg-sought bliss displayed on her face while you award her with kisses all around her pussy, an exceptionally long one on her hidden-away clitoris, awarding it a few laps as you smile

Speaking of which, You really weren’t lying when you said you needed it, Ellie scrolling to find your only recent contacts making up to be yourbparents and close friends she somewhat knew of, however, her face immediately drops when she stumbles upon an unsaved number, scoffing when she sees the strings of clearly unreciprocated paragraphs sent on the persons end, your responses not even being more than 3 words each— She wants to laugh, but she really can’t. She’d been in that losers shoes before, not like you see her any different with or without the sex, or so she thinks

A stifiled moan escapes her once you begin pinching at her inner-thighs, your own expression shifting into clear annoyance when you realize Ellie’s attention isn’t all on you currently. “W-what? Am I not doing this right or something?” Before you know it, she’s accidently clicking the random contact, throwing it onto the bed while she practically steers your head in accommodation to the tempo she wants, the tension she has on your hair bringing slight tears to pool at your pretty waterline— didn’t you want her attention?

Each time your mouth slams onto her gushing pussy, it gives you the lightest wafting of her scent, though you’re way too pussydrunk to really identify it— she reminds you of laundry detergent in the best way however, like the cliche advertisements you’d see about smelling like a fresh load of laundry. You don’t even notice the periodic moments Ellie has to physically move your head herself because of how dazed you are..on her damn smell..

Clearly unbeknownst to either of you, the recipient on the other end of the phone is listening in on your businesses

“OUCH!” You yell out abruptly, clicking back into reality— Ellie had managed to sneakily reach a hand down to pinch your puffy breasts through your thinly-veiled tanktop, causing you to briefly come up for some needed air and a scolding, “You’re being mean! Touch them nicer, ‘arright? They’re sensitive.”

She chuckles at your reasoning, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head before immediately furrowing her eyebrows together close-knitly, an all too familar elasticity beginning to snap in her lower stomach, “S-shit, baby, i’m about to— i-in a bit, you still hungry?” She teases, overstimulation washing over when you immediately return to work in an even desperate manner to get her off, “Almost!” You slur, burying your face deeper into her center, almost feels like the air in your lungs was being sucked out

Wouldn’t be the worst way to go out..

“Well, i-im gonna need your highness to hurry it up..” Ellie faux-mocks, toes curling when you unexpectedly ram your fingers into a certain spongy spot rather harshly, “S-shiiit…

“Cum for me? Pretty please?” You attempt to match her whines, leaning up to bury your wet face against the burrow of her neck, all while your digits make play inside of her, “I wanna make Ellie happy.” You pathetically admit, raising your head from her nape to, instead, lick the outer shell of her ear

Ellie’s body immediately shudders at the combination of words and actions, slightly convulsing as splashes of electrifying arousal pulsate across both of your own body; her grip on you doesn’t ease up either, with blunt nails digging into your plush sides, threatening to draw blood if they hadn’t already,

“Did..you?..” Ellie rasps, not being fully able to complete her sentence, sweat pooling in crystal beads at the meeting point of her hairline when she catches her breath and something she’d noticed

“Did you just orgasm untouched?”

“D-don’t push your luck!” You hiccup embarrassingly, grabbing your phone where it lays besides you on her comforter to check how lomg you two had been at it, surely your roommate had to have texted you about your late-night whereabouts, though the nearly 1 hour call in-session feels like an ice-cold bucket thrown at you instead

“Oh my—“ Immediately ending it, you embarrassingly shove your face into a pillow to scream. Ellie looks at you bizarrely, leaning over to meet your face more directly, “Sex so bad you’re trying to..suffocate yourself?” She has the audacity to joke,

“You called my building RA!”

She pauses, crossing her legs as she scratches the back of her neck, “Wait— so— ..no, that makes sense— ah, forget it! I, uh, thought it was some dude you were messing with or something.” Ellie sheepishly admits, “Given the stuff you say, I just thought you had other people or ‘somethin.”

“Wait, what do I say?”

“you know, like the whole thing about me not being your type ‘n all.”

You hate how a small frown shows on your face. Despite how you act, you couldn’t help feeling like a coward for how you tried evading your feelings for Ellie by just ghosting her all those weeks after you’d been the one to even start this.

Instead, you lay back down where you both were sprawled and cup her cheek, “I don’t think anyone buys what I say anyway, even you.” You murmur, kissing her cheek gently

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hello, could you do, gummigo x wife reader, where the two say goodbye before gummigo leaves with his brothers, to steal Maple Syrup from the Kingdom of Candy Canyon, but when they fall off the map with Pomni, he tells him about the reader Afterwards, when Caine kills Gummigo, I think, the team goes on an adventure again to the same place as Candy, but he finds the village where Gummigo lived. Pomni goes to look for Readee to tell her, and when he finds her, The reader invites her to come to the house, where Pomni discovers that they both had a baby, and Pomni doesn't know how to tell the reader.

pomni visiting npc!gummigoos wife!reader after caine poofs gummigoo

short post! not much to say here in the beginning notes lmao notes: reader is gn, maybe afab due to the baby but one can assume they dont have to be given digital world physics + npc stuff Cws: guilt

one can assume that gummigoo still exists, just poofed and sent back to the void waiting for when he needs to be used once more. though i personally think that if he were to return, he would not remember anything that happened in episode 2... so lets explore two ideas in this post! ill divide each by a gap

assuming gummigoo does not return in the quest that involves the reader, and pomni stumbles upon you and sees your child... oh god she feels so horrible. as far as she knows shes doomed gummigoo- and that he no longer exists. ragathas reassurance that he may come out again did little to comfort her

she cant bring herself to be around you for long

she wants to tell you, she feels like she needs to- but you talk like everything is perfectly fine. of course you would, you werent sentient. you had all of these false memories. to you gummigoo had only been gone for a short period, off trying to get the syrup to save your village

ultimately i feel like pomni may swallow her guilt, what if she told you what happened and the exact same thing happens to you? poofed. she wouldnt let you go to the circus, but does that really matter? does this place still exist when the circus members are there?

its all so suffocating, she cant stand it. and the fact that youre trying to ask her whats wrong only makes her feel worse- she feels like shes going to puke

she likely holes herself up in her room as soon as the adventure ends, trying to recover.. its not going to get easier, is it?

but on the chance that gummigoo is around once more, just without his memories of... everything he experienced that day..

its not much better, but at least pomni can try to convince herself that at least he still exists- even if not consciously. it kills her a little inside to see the three of you interact with each other

completely unaware that you arent real people

you talk about how your child is the light of your life

but theyre just lines of code

the visit is brief, she doesnt find much of a reason to stick around

theres still the thought in her mind, almost telling her that shes obligated to tell you and your family everything thats going on

but you look so peaceful and shes not sure she can handle shattering your reality and just leaving you all alone- she has to go back to the circus eventually and shes learned her lesson that she cant bring any of you with her

similarly, the idea of "do you even exist when you arent needed" plagues her mind- would telling you and leaving you here do anything? would you all just forget again? that feels... needlessly cruel

[lovely-showtimes]

Hehe… silly request time… Can you do Tsukasa, Airi, and Haruka x a reader who is “self-aware” (self-aware in this instance meaning they know they’re in a game)? It’s okay if not (^_^)

♡ . self aware.

characters - haruka, airi.

type - scenario.

warnings - unreality.

a/n - i'm so sorry that this took so long T_T i wanted to get to this earlier because i think 'self aware characters' as a concept is very interesting !!! but my brain wouldnt let me write unfortunately... haruka might be ooc, despite how much i love them im very unfamiliar with mmj as characters & their stories </3 i'm also sorry for not doing tsukasa for this one, i wanted to include him and i originally did have an idea for his section, but i took so long to write this i forgot what it was ... i hope you enjoy anyway!

"Do you see anything you like?" You call over your shoulder, turning your attention away from the sweatshirts in front of you.

Airi stands by several dresses, scrutinising them. The two of you decided to go out shopping together, as you felt like your wardrobe was lacking. Airi was eager to help, confident in her sense of style that she can get you something nice, as well as something for herself.

Her brow creases in thought and she stops in front of one particular dress.

"C'mere for a sec," she calls back to you, and you walk over. Airi steps to the side, gesturing to the dress with a furrowed brow.

"Have I worn this before?" She asks. "I mean, I doubt you'd know, but still. It feels so familiar, but I also feel like I've never seen it before."

You squint at the dress. That's right... you recognise it, don't you?

"You wore that in the trained version of your Re-tie Friendship card, didn't you?" You comment quietly. "I liked that one, it was pretty."

Airi goes quiet for a few moments. You catch a befuddled look on her face out of the corner of your eye. "...Excuse me? What's a 'Re-tie Friendship card'...?"

You spin to face her, eyes wide. "Eh? It was your third focus event. Don't you remember it?"

Her confusion only grows. "What on earth are you saying? No, I don't remember it."

Your eyes lock for a brief period of time, the two of you studying each other for a single hint of what the other was talking about. Then, it hits you.

"Oh!" You gasp. "You didn't know about the whole game thing...? I thought everybody knew, but we weren't supposed to talk about it."

The fact of your entire life being a simple game was one you've always been aware of. You had never tried to bring it up to anyone else, or research it before. It had never occurred to you - it was as obvious a fact as saying "the sky is blue".

Airi shakes her head, placing a hand on her temples. "You're making no sense! What game thing?"

You open your mouth to respond, but you hesitate. Should you really elaborate on what you mean? Maybe it's for the best that you don't tell Airi about your shared existence within a game. It might be a bit much to take in all at once.

Maybe another time.

You smile brightly and shake your head. "Oh, you know what? I just realised, I was thinking of something else. Oopsies! Ignore me."

"...Right." Confusion and slight frustration still lingers on Airi's face, but she sighs and shakes her head. You're probably just referencing something from some game you like, right? Maybe she should look into it later, to understand what you just said to her.

Airi's gaze drifts back to the dress once more. That feeling of déjà vu still hovers in the recesses of her mind when she gazes at it, and it's unsettling. Maybe she should look for something different to wear.

"I had the strangest dream last night," Haruka comments, staring at the sandwich in her hands thoughtfully. The sun shines down on you both as you sit on a warm, grassy hill on a red-and-white checkered blanket.

You beam brightly, head tilted curiously. You swallow the bite of food in your mouth. "Oh? What happened?"

"I was dancing to a song I've never heard before. It was in a completely different style than we usually dance to as well, it was quite mellow and calm. I was dancing with a few other people too... Kohane, Ichika, and two other people I didn't recognise... a girl with grey-ish green hair, and a boy with ginger hair."

Haruka shakes her head. "How strange. And the weirdest part was, when I woke up, I remember thinking 'Ah, another one of those dreams'. I haven't dreamt of anything like that before."

She takes a thoughtful bite of her sandwich.

You can't help laughing a little at her bizarre dream. "I always have those dreams! The people who play this game like to make us dance with the other characters. It's quite fun, I like trying to think of what kind of person makes me dance to a certain song with certain people."

You tap your chin curiously. "Perhaps they like to think of me and the others in a romantic relationship? Perhaps they like to think of a different scenario where we are in a band together? Perhaps they feel romantically towards me? It's so interesting."

You chuckle to yourself once more, taking another bite of food. Goodness, it's so tasty. The work the two of you put together to create this whole picnic really paid off! You were especially looking forward to trying those cupcakes, you put a little extra love into each of them! In particular, you-

"Love, what game? What- What are you talking about?"

Haruka's voice snaps you out of your thoughts. Her gaze is full of confusion and concern for you. Her grip on her sandwich has gotten just a little tighter.

You simply gaze back at her as if it's all perfectly normal. "The game we're in. You didn't know?"

Silence hangs in the air. Haruka's gaze shifts around, landing on you for a moment or two before looking away.

Eventually, she clears her throat and nods, deciding to play along. "Right! Of course, I remember now. How could I have forgotten?"

Your joke had unsettled her a little, but she decides to just shake it off. That's all it was, anyway. You're just joking, aren't you?

...Aren't you?

[trash----panda]

STORY, PT 1

Honestly, this faucility was too big for comfort, built for those who are "normal" size the walls seemed to tower over her, not that she cared. Joey was used to being ignored when it came to archtecture, they figured since she had wings she didnt need a ladder or anything, what about when she was tired? Just walk up the wall. Gods these people are annoying. The pixie stood around 1.5 inches tall, she was in no way large, just below average in height. She had fuzz covering most of her body as well as rounded wings to support her body in the air. She was a type of black fly so they needed to make special accomodations in the canteen. Supposedly it was worth it as pixie agents were in short supply, she knew at this point she was only on boarded as a diversity token.

A soft sigh escaped her as she headed through the hall towards her new dorm, she'd been warned she wouldnt like her roommate, but just like the safety briefs, she'd ignored that. She finally found the room towards the end "109"... She didnt like the number. Whatever she was being paid, they said something about her roommate being a... 'what was it again?' she unlocked the smaller door made for her 'it started with a c didnt it-' she froze as she stepped through the door, making eye contact with the massive, blue, creature.

'Coloratus.... It was a coloratus'

They starred a moment before she took a slow step backward and slammed the door, her hearts racing as she quickly tried to get out of there. 'what were they thinking?! Im going to die in there' she was so caught up in her mind she didnt even notice the other rushing out of the room. He was scared of...well... scaring her, trying to speak softly, little "wait wait wait"s coming from him as he tried to follow, causing the ground to shake when he ran over. She yelped, feeling her face redden with embarrassment at the noise, doing her best to hold her ground

"what"

'fuck that was supposed to sound confident'

she watched his eyes, trying to spot even the faintest hint of hunger before he gets a chance to strike, instead just finding worry.

"sorry, i-i know it isnt ideal but we can work something out ok? I-i didnt know you'd be here today or i would've cleaned up, or do flies like dirty rooms? I dont really know, that's kinda why..." he just started rambling, trying to salvage the situation in any way. This was her partner? This is who was supposed to accompany her to battle?.... She could work with this. She did her best to straighten her posture, wanting to at least seem a little bigger.

"i just forgot something at intake" she tried to play it off, knowing that was probably the worse excuse she could pull, at least it shut him up for a moment.

He froze, just kinda starring down at her, his blank expression making her nervous. She even flinched when he finally did move, his sigh washing over her when he did "o-oh ok do you need help moving it? If it's big i can get it? I-it's really no problem at all" well.... at least he seemed to have bought it

"no it's just my scarf, but since you offered" she dropped her bags, figuring she might be able to boss him around a bit "you can put my bags inside"

He perked up immediatly, a soft purr escaping him "o-ok, i can do that!" He scooped them up, getting up to leave before pausing "oh right, my name is Dendro" he smiled at her, still blushing over how stupid he felt right now.

She hesitated, if they were gonna be living together they needed to exchange names at least "Joey"

He tried to keep it hidden but he was obviously excited for this "Nice to meet you Joey!" He hurried back to put it away, leaving the pixie alone with her own thoughts.

'gods why does he have to be so cute'

[bridgyrose]

Let's have a messy love affair. Ruby works for Weiss. Despite their heavy sex sessions, Ruby isn't sure how Weiss actually feels about her. Insecure, she winds up in the arms of Blake, a White Fang member eager to steal Schnee Corp secrets.

(Hope this is messy enough for you)

Ruby combed her hair with her fingers and buttoned up her shirt, trying to look presentable again before leaving Weiss’s office. She frowned as she caught a lipstick stain on her collar, gently trying to rub it off. “You wouldnt happen to have anything for this, would you?” 

“You really think I dont have anything for a lipstick stain?” Weiss asked sarcastically as she pulled her skirt back up and turned her air freshener on. “Second drawer between the tic-tacs and gum.” 

Ruby nodded and picked up the stain remover from the drawer and carefully rolled it over the lipstick stain, relaxing a bit as it started to fade away. She quickly put her cloak back on and covered her collar carefully. “I need to start heading out before anyone starts to get suspicious about what I’m doing here.” 

Weiss smiled and pulled Ruby into a quick kiss. “If anyone tries to figure out what you do here with me, I’ll make sure to run their reputation into the dirt and no one will believe them. Payment will arrive into your account as usual, and I’ll have another mission for you in a few days.” 

“Another mission or another sex session?” Ruby asked as a joke. Her smile faded for a moment as she pulled out her scroll. “Just make sure no one finds out I’m on your payroll. If anyone finds out I’m working for the SDC-” 

“Dont worry your pretty little head about it. You’re not on file as an employee of the SDC and any payments that get traced to you use the same coding and paperwork as the other huntsmen that have been used in various other projects like the mine reclamations. You’re safe.” 

Ruby nodded. “I know.”

Weiss smiled and opened the office door for Ruby. “You said you had to leave?” 

Ruby stepped out of the office and sighed as she heard the door close, her heart starting to thump a bit as she thought of Weiss. The woman was cold and ruthless, someone she was always told to avoid, and yet, she couldnt find it in her to leave her alone, practically on a leash to the woman ever since she took her first job for her. The way the rewards had changed from just money to being used at her pleasure, pleasing her, being abused by her, marked by the woman with her nails and teeth. 

And yet, no matter how much she knew she enjoyed it, she still couldnt get a read on Weiss. No matter how pleasing or how frequent the sessions were, she still couldnt tell if it was out of love or lust. But she knew that she wanted Weiss. 

“You know she’s just using you like she does everyone else, right?” 

Ruby turned around to see a woman behind her, following her in the dimly-lit Atlas streets. “And who should I be worried about using me?” Her eyes caught twitching cat ears in the dim light, her smile fading a little bit. “And why do you care?” 

The cat faunus walked closer, her smile fading as she looked away for a brief moment. “Because I know Weiss well enough that any huntress leaving Schnee Dust Company headquarters this late at night is only there for two things, and leaving with your heart isnt one of them.” 

Ruby sighed and turned around to walk off. “What I’m doing here is my own business. Getting hurt is part of the job.” 

“But it doesnt have to be.” 

Ruby paused as she felt a hand on her shoulder, her heart pounded in her chest as she caught a look of the faunus out of the corner of her eye, a blush starting to spread across her cheeks. “What exactly are you offering?” 

“A meal at a bakery and some company before you go back to your hotel.” The faunus pulled her hand back and smiled at Ruby. “My name is Blake.” 

“Ruby.” Ruby took a breath to calm herself and to let her blush fade for a moment just as her stomach growled loudly. A blush of embarrassment crossed her cheeks as she realized how long it had been since she last ate. “Alright, I’ll take you up on your offer. A meal and some company.” 

Blake smiled a bit and started to walk with Ruby. “So what exactly are you doing with the SDC anyway? I thought they only hired local huntresses.” 

Ruby felt Blake’s hand gently brush up against hers as they walked, almost hooking a finger around hers. “They reached out to me while I was on a job here to clear out some grimm a few other huntsmen had issues with. Four years later, I’m still taking jobs for them because they pay well. Though, I cant say I agree with how they run things around here. The mines are still dangerous, and they only seem to send faunus into them, and even when the mines are cleared out enough, then there’s bandits and anyone looking to make a quick lien for anything they can take.” 

“So they hire you to be a bodyguard?” Blake asked. 

“Bodyguard mostly. Sometimes as an actual huntress to clear grimm or to scout out deeper into the mine before any of the workers run into any actual issues or because reports have noticed something off.” 

“So you’ve been what, living out of a hotel for the last four years here then?” 

“No, I’m allowed to go back to my apartment in Vale.” Ruby sighed and pulled out her scroll, flipping through her calendar app to see if she remembered to reschedule her flight back. “Though, I do have to admit that its felt like I’ve been living here.” 

“Then maybe you need a change of pace.” 

Ruby paused as she opened the door to the bakery Blake had led her too, looking at the faunus woman curiously. “A change of pace? What exactly are you proposing?” 

Blake walked in and held the door for Ruby, smiling a bit. “Nothing major, just something… exciting.” 

“Exciting?” Ruby asked as she watched Blake, her heart started to pound in her chest again as she caught the smile on her face. She never realized how her eyes seemed to gleam in the light before, nor did she catch the smokey purple eyeshadow that seemed to make her eyes pop more than normal, or the dark lipstick that drew eyes to them. “Any time someone wants to be this secretive, it usually means its illegal, or-” 

“Or I’m trying to figure you out first before offering you a job that you may decline.” Blake motioned to a table and smiled at her. “And I was taught that its rude to discuss jobs while eating.” 

Ruby sat down and let out a soft sigh. “Okay, you have a bit of a point. Then, what do you want to talk about?” 

“I want to talk about you,” Blake said with a smile. “I want to get to know Ruby Rose. Not the huntress, not whatever you are to Weiss, but you. The girl under the cloak.” 

Ruby blushed a bit and nearly froze as her heart stopped for a moment, her mind finally processed what Blake had said. Seconds turned into minutes as Ruby finally started to form her words, slowly speaking. “Get to know me… and then what?” 

Blake smirked and held her head in her hands. “And then we go to my place and discuss things further. If you’re up for it.”

[honeylikesyanderes]

yandere oc - karma elios

this is my first yandere OC!

i hope you enjoy :) 

18+ only! minors dni please

warning: contains yandere themes, stalking and other antisocial behaviours, afab reader

feel free to request scenarios. more fun facts and more specific headcanons (nsfw is allowed lol)

reblogs are greatly appreciated 🥺

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karmichael 'karma' elios - the ceo's son

age: 24

birthday: oct 7th

physical attributes:

chin length strawberry blonde hair

grey eyes

very tall (6'4)

tanned skin

freckles on every part of his body except his face and neck

slim yet muscular build

deep voice (his voice doesnt match his face)

always looks irritated tbh

personality traits:

is kind of two faced

likes to think outside the box and is very creative

very warm and kind to people he thinks are on his level

is very cold and aloof to people he deems inferior to him

is brutally honest

mostly introverted and likes to be alone

has a tendency to analyse situations and think deeply before taking any actions

meeting you:

you were hired as an intern for his father's company

you were extremely surprised because getting an internship at the Elios Group was very competitive

the email you received stated that you still had to attend an interview session before you could start

the day of the interview came up, and you were directed into the waiting room by a receptionist

you were met with about 50 other women who were also waiting for their interviews

you weren't really shocked cause you knew it would be competitive

but you were shocked because the women here all had similar features to you

as you were processing your thoughts, a tall young man walked in

you recognised him from the magazines

it was karma elios, the heir to the elios group

everyone fell silent when he came into the room

his eyes scanned every face in the room, while he maintained a neutral expression

but when his gaze landed on you, his lips twitched into a brief smile

he walked out without a word

everyone was confused

karma on the other hand was elated

he had been looking for you for years now

and finally he had found you

the girl that haunted his dreams for years.

the girl that he was hopelessly in love with.

he had you within reach

and he sure as hell isn't ever letting you go.

are they aware that they are a yandere? are they bothered by it?

absolutely. without a doubt. he knows he’s a yandere.

and he’s not really bothered by it because he comes from a family of yanderes, so this sort of behaviour has been normalised to him

yandere tendencies

yandere type: obsessive/manipulative

he had been looking for you for years, ever since he started having dreams with you in them

he wanted to find the girl who kept plaguing his dreams

the girl he eventually fell in love with

that being said, karma is a very unusual yandere

he will tell you about everything

from the dreams to the years long searching to now

and he says it in such a calm manner too

when he first told you, you thought it was a joke

only to realise that he was serious

he will also date/court you normally

you'll have no idea he's yandere tbh

he's just too quiet and a bit too straightforward for you to suspect anything

you’ll just think that he’s a bit of a control freak

what you dont know is that he bugged your apartment

and installed cameras everywhere

yes, even in the bathroom

he also bugged your office space at work

karma likes to know what's going on at all times

he also installed a tracker on your phone, as well as a microphone to record all your conversations

he has a group of undercover security agents follow you around everywhere for your 'protection'

wouldnt outright kidnap you but would manipulate the situation so you think youre making a choice

tbh karma is very manipulative

but he’s also very charming, so people have a tendency to make excuses for him rather than straight up noticing his behaviour

karma also has a tendency to steal your stuff such as clothes, plushies etc

he especially likes to steal your panties. 

fun facts/trivia:

karma has a birthmark under his lip; its usually not visible unless he bites his lower lip

he’s the eldest of his siblings and he has a younger sister and a brother

he has a degree in chemical engineering and he is a very hard worker

most people assume that his money is inherited but its actually his hard earned money

he created a product and sold the patent for a couple of million dollars

he’s a fan of piercings

karma is obsessed with strawberries and strawberry flavoured things

he cannot handle liquor at all

he likes to read and watch anime

he is extremely good at drawing and painting, and he does both in his free time

his favourite thing to draw/paint is portraits of you

he has a room full of them too

[danielnelsen]

answers to rook questions from @argentleif, thanks!!!!!!

brief backstory of my rook first, particularly to explain my answer to the first question: he was raised qunari and became saarebas. he was travelling somewhere in mainland thedas with his arvaarad and they got attacked (maybe by darkspawn, but it doesnt really matter). his arvaarad died, but he was rescued by a grey warden who was manning a largely inactive outpost alone. the warden helped him recover and also encouraged him to find his own path, and they were there together for a few years. eventually rook decided to become a warden himself. he still considers himself qunari but knows that it's not technically true

answers below the cut

2. How did Rook get the nickname? What do they think of it?

ok this is the one ive probably been doing the most thinking about and im kinda between two answers

so, first option: when he picks his new name (because he's now a grey warden, rather than saarebas), it's something that can get shortened to rook. im currently delving into qunlat, trying to get a grasp on the language, and seeing if i can come up with something. i dont know if this will work, but i do still plan to find him a qunlat name that works for being a warden, regardless

second option: in my current qunari research, i read 'the straight path', which is a qunari children's story that definitely contains the type of values he tries to adhere to. maybe he gets into chess with his warden pal and then talks about that story and following the straight path and the warden's like "oh like the rook!" idk. i think that's sweet

4. Which faction did they join, and why? How long has it been?

they grey wardens for the reasons above. from the way his interactions have gone so far in-game, id say he hasnt been a warden for very long, maybe a few years. it's probably only been about 5 years since he met that warden; maybe 3 years staying with them, and then 2 as a proper warden himself

10. Does Rook know their history? Do they know of the HoF, Hawke, the Inquisitor?

prior to becoming a warden, he would have heard of hawke because the qunari invasion of kirkwall would have caused a huge stir, especially after it was disavowed by the arigena and ariqun. he probably didnt hear much, if anything, about the mage-templar war, though. he likes reading, so maybe he's read the tale of the champion since meeting varric

he would have learned about the hof as a grey warden. my hof also has an office or something at weisshaupt, so they've probably briefly met. similarly, he would have heard of the inquisitor in relation to the wardens and also the concerns about corypheus and a potential archdemon during all that. he was still saarebas during the events of inquisition, though, so he wouldnt have had any direct involvement

15. What’s the first thing people notice when Rook enters a room?

not to make absolutely everything about the fact that he's qunari, but... the fact that he's qunari lmao. it's pissing me off that nobody in-game reacts to it, especially given the qunari are one of the main antagonist factions

16. Got any tattoos? What’s the story behind them?

idk why im drawing a blank about whether i gave him any tattoos in cc..... but i didnt have his backstory planned then, so the proper answer is no, i think

17. How’d Rook get those scars?

he was a qunari living in seheron for a while (before becoming saarebas). even though he wasnt part of the antaam, he would have encountered plenty of hostility. i gave him the lightning tattoos because they looked cool, so i imagine he got into a fight with some tevinters. i feel his magic would have manifested in response to some sudden dangerous conflict, so maybe that's when it happened

i also gave him top surgery scars just because i could, but i dont think those would be canon for him. ive been constructing a whole qunari gender theory but it's still heavily in the works so im not going into that yet

28. Does Rook have any pets/animal companions?

nope :(

30. What is Rook’s class? Did they choose it?

he's a mage, so definitely didnt choose it! prior to gaining his magic, he wasnt a fighter, so he would never have become any other class otherwise

42. Something Rook regrets:

he doesnt tend to have regrets. he truly believes in the philosophy of the qun and finding stillness, which helps him make good decisions and also accept the decisions that he makes

he probably regrets not doing more to save his arvaarad because his life has been a bit of a mess since then, but he's trying to make the most of it

45. Who was Rook’s closest friend before joining the Veilguard?

that one warden, i guess. i havent thought about his friendships before becoming saarebas, and while he was saarebas he didnt really have friends, but he had a pretty peaceful relationship with his arvaarad, which is probably the closest he got. once he joined the wardens, he had a lot of trouble making friends because he was still trying to get the hang of human culture

[jeffbytes]

decided i'm not gunna share my full story regarding my self ship hiatus, more just a brief overview here, untagged. i did some thinking on this, and the full explanation with backstory bears the risk of painting the hobby in a bad light and a "warning others to avoid doing it" more than anything else, which wouldnt have been my intention at all, it's definitely personalised risk

my circumstances health wise and why self shipping had a severe negative effect on me are exceptional circumstances and not something that an overall PSA brush could paint the whole community with in a non bias way. i dont want to scare anyone! youre probably fine and dont need to step back from it if your relationship with selfshipping isnt as detrimental as mine was. people can be uncomfortable with doubles without experiencing delusion as well, they're not hand in hand and my experience while likely shared by at least one other person, cant be seen as a be all end all risk warning for everyone that does it

the TLDR (not really lol), it got too real for me and was affecting my ability to live a normal life dodging doubles and losing months of my life to states of disassociative delusion. i'm awaiting to be seen by a high intensity team who deal with this sort of thing (they were supposed to see me in November, still waiting, god save the NHS) until then i'm not engaging too heavily in selfshipping in order to retain my sense of self and stay grounded to reality - as morbid and unpleasant it is to be grounded to said reality rn anyway. focusing on my new job and videogames and drawing other stuff. not stopped completely just keeping it at arms length, to keep in touch with myself and my current state

it's a lovely creative outlet if it doesn't border into the line being blurred too much, something that probably only becomes a risk if you've got similar health conditions and i dont want to make anyone second guess themselves if theyre having a good healthy time with it ;; i wasnt having a healthy time with it, scrolling social media was like a minefield of risk, i was constantly upset and uncomfortable due to circumstances i had no control over, i lost months of my life to disassociation. it is what it is

i'll return to it properly someday, when i know it's just gunna be a fun artistic hobby for me when i've resolved all my Issues™ and i'm not doing it for escapism or comfort or filling a hole anymore, just a side hobby to an otherwise regular headspace

[mashiee]

what's your rei au?

AHAJDD OMFG. OKDY FIRSG OF ALL I LOVE YOH AND TY FOR LEAVING THE ASK. SCEOND O OF ALL

(tw, dark/angst, death, kidnapping, human labor trafficking, extreme mental instability, mental and moral decline, developed delusions, etc)

basically, i took rei and put him in the most horrible situations ever °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

the idea is basically a very dark 'what-if' of if rei had survived

im a whore for plots that have a character survive, but everyone still thinks theyre dead, so thats the route here. rei does survive, but at a great cost, and to the knowledge of no one.

and by great cost i mean, he would have been better off if he had just died. which is why the au had previously been named 'better off dead.' i have since changed the name bc i hated it.

the new au name is pontibus incensis (burned bridges in latin). this is both bc rei's bridges were forcibly burned by volcan and byron (both figuratively and literally in relation to the fire claws) and bc i think being able to say its my pi/π au is really funny.

the whole thought process behind the au stems from the thought that the government wouldnt use their money on ember. they would use something else as a source for its funds. so i basically combined that with wanting rei to be alive and go thru angst.

the story is give or take as goes:

the au starts as soon as rei "dies." ember finds a way to fake his body, etc. rei wakes up in a cell chained to the wall, he doesnt know where he is. eventually he pulled out to some kind of "arena" people are calling "the colosseum"

(i am aware colosseum is the term for the specific famous building, and coliseum is the proper term for any large stadium. the place rei's in being called colosseum as opposed to coliseum is important to later on in the story)

theres a little girl about 8-10 there too. hes given a brief set of rules basically saying he needs to fight to the death within a certain time period. obviously rei is not going to kill a little girl and shes scared shitless so neither of them do anything. theres a warning bell signaling the time is up and the little girl, who has long light pink hair and a blue ribbon in it, is shot and killed. rei attacks the person shooting out of rage and survival and accidentally kills them. rei's allowed to pass bc hes found interesting by the colosseum head(?) and its the first and last time any match in the colosseum ends in a draw. as reis leaving he turns around and sees the girls lifeless body and for a brief moment she looks like remi.

so reis dilemma there is that he just killed someone and the little girl who looks like remi dying. his thoughts spiral from here but theyre cut off. hes later brought out again and fights a guy who comes at him instantly. reis forced to kill him. when rei gets back to his cell he finds the barcode branded on the back of his neck reading 1010 (XX in roman numerals, allude to the X in X-Static). he has the horrifying realization this place has already had at least 1000 prisoners.

this pattern of killing to survive continues. due to the constant stress, reis ability steadily climbs as well as his survival instincts. he develops a literal skill to survive. meanwhile, his mental health and morals are rapidly dropping and becoming tangled and confusing--even incomprehensible. eventually he'll develop the delusion that the little girl actually was remi, and that hes the one who killed her. as its a delusion, the knowledge of remi being 4 yrs younger than him and what she looks like now doesnt matter.

im thinking of giving him psychotic depression in order to explain the delusion, but im unsure. i will need to do more research. i could possibly also give him more delusions, such as hallucinations of his body rotting and the delusion he deserves it, or maybe the hallucination of remis decaying corpse, etc. another symptom of psychotic depression is psychomotor impairment which causes issues with speech and muscle activity, which i may be able to use as well?

(all of that is very surface level research btw, if i got anything wrong or am using the disorder in an inappropriate or disrespectful way please tell me. im very open to criticism and correction)

anyway, rei figures out that hes being used as entertainment for higher ups in the authorities to have monetary gain for ember funding. hes also become the fav of the place bc he just wont die, hes seen as some kind of impossible to kill entity. he gives ember massive monetary gain. he manages to survive for a long time (i think i want the colosseum arc to be maybe 4 months long?) which is unheard of. at most people have only survived for a month.

at the end of the colosseum arc, rei obviously escapes. hes very briefly helped by an oc of mine, who ends up being important later on.

i wont go into detail abt the rest of it unless u want bc this arc is the main point of the au.

something i should mention though that rei only finds out in the next arc is that ember doesnt ever actually kill the vigilantes. theyre always taken to a coliseum. and they end up dying in there. reis the only one whos survived so far.

[2bit-sunshine]

Hi everyone im danny and im feeling good for once in my twenties. Have been since about may. I cut off an old friend who mistreated my best friend. Ive helped my friends a ton. Im working on a security clearence for work. I am feeling much more confidant driving than i have ever. Ive bern socializing a lot and playing games like i used to. Ive been world building again and spending more time with my dog. Im working on my health and am actually confident in my body in a way i havent felt since i was thin as a waif. But i havent really lost a lot of weight.

The world is bleak and i worry and i hurt and i grieve all the people suffering out there. But right now my life actually feels. Worth it. My life is worth it. I havent thought about how id kill myself in months. I still dont have someone or someones to be intimate with and that hurts as it alwayd has. But im doing better

I am better

Idk. I really thought id be dead this time 12 years a go and i would be too dead to care about anything. I didnt think id be alive before i felt any kind of content or ambition to do more. But here i am. Im feeling content. And i want more too.

I know it sounds cliche at this point. But it does get better. I know it could get worse. But this feeling i have. This happiness? Its worth it. Its worth it to endure the bad times. Because while nothing lasts forever. The bad doesnt last forever either. I think part of it was acceptance of the things i had no power over and the things i could control, i have all the power to do so.

I alsl have amazing friends. I used to think people barely tolerated me and hated me. I spent years being told that if people didnt want me around they wouldnt have me around. I told myself it sometimes but never felt it. Never believed it.

But i do now. I believe it now. You gotta keep telling yourself those words of advice your loved ones give you. They will make sense one day. You will feel them when they are true. Your demons and shadows are not what defines you forever.

I worry so much for my friends who have such troubles still. I worry ill fall back into old habits. I worry some tragic thing is going to show me what im really made of. But it will be okay again. The sun will shine again. The spring will come again, however brief. The birds will sing again. The stars will always shine.

Idk. If youre reading this and having trouble. With yourself or your friends or your lovers or your family. It does get better. It might need time. It might be a long time. Its taken me over 2 decades to feel happy like i imagine i was as a child. And it hurt a lot along the way amd i made so manh mistakes amd fuck ups and lost friends and lovers.

Ive sat by while people get hurt. I wondered if i could even be forgiven for that.

The answer was yes. In a way. And sometimes it was no.

I cant change the past and some things shouldnt have happened. Shouldnt have at all. But they did and here we are. What to do now?

Forward. The only direction that really matters is forward. So forward i go. We go. Youll go.

The most important step is the next one.

You got this friends.

[sassykinzonline]

this is probably getting real annoying with all the questions, but it’s Sasuke UCHIHA, so who wouldn’t ask questions. Anyways

is there any canon “couples” that you actually like?

how did it feel(on the first or second episode) to have the first kiss be with Naruto? Did you expect it?

If you were to go back in time(to the genin days) if you were able to, and if it wouldn’t really affect the future, would you change anything? Would you still call Sakura annoying?

how did it feel when you were announced to be on team 7? We’re you shocked, surprised ?

and ofc, why do you like tomatoes so much?

heh cute, these are interesting questions so youre fine.

i like ino and sai together because i think they bring out the best in each other. plus i think they have some weird kinky arrangement of a lavender variety happening. sai's actually normal when hes around her, and ino gets to focus her attentions on him.

first kiss with naruto....im not sure i care about "firsts" nor think theyre special, but i believe i mostly just felt embarrassed. i thought he was trying to embarrass me in front of everyone. i was trying really hard not to give myself away, and i was irritated that i couldnt understand his intentions because i didnt think he was interested in me.

i would try to spend more time with naruto. i was still conflicted about how i felt and what to do given how it was affecting our team, but now that i know things work out... i just want to be closer to him... to understand him more. because his mind is weird. honestly i'd probably be more direct with sakura.

mixed emotions. happy i would get to be with naruto. worried i wouldnt be good enough to help and protect him. annoyed sakura would fuck things up. frustrated that i wouldnt get as strong as i wanted... i didnt have any expectations so i cant say i was surprised or expecting it, but i guess i had a brief moment where i wondered if it was karmic.

i like tomatoes because theyre calorie efficient and really healthy. theyre a great ingredient to use to ensure im fueled and ready to cause a riot. i also like the way they taste, fresh and a little salty and savoury. i like the texture as well. i would also say because i dont care for sweets, it was nice to have a fruit that wasnt sweet with the nutrients i needed.

[majorsarcasm19]

hi okay so

you know those mutuals where like...they've just? always been there?

like you dont really know them, you've never personally interacted with them, and lord knows you cant remember when you ever started following them or what fandom it was for or any of that

but every so often you see them around, kinda like two dudes in high school who high five when they pass each other in the hallway

and even if you leave tumblr for years you come back and see them on your dash or activity and its just like "oh hey you're still here!! its good to see you!!!"

well for a long while, that has been!! you!!

especially as i swing wildly through hyperfixations, it always is such a joy to see you around and to know that i haven't managed to scare you off yet 😅

but the thing is, i dont think i ever quite realized just how long we've been mutuals, you know?

oh sure i figured it was before i took a bit of a hiatus a few years back, but i really wouldnt have been able to tell you anything more specific than that.

not that it has ever mattered - seeing your username no matter how long i had been away from the hellsite has always brought me great comfort! almost as if a signal that yup, the place you know is still here

but what i didnt know was just how long it HAD been?

anyways, a friend and i were just talking about when we had joined tumblr, and it started me going back through my archive and looking at some of the first posts i ever reblogged

when out of the corner of my eye i saw:

i...

october 3, 2012.

eleven and a half years.

can you believe that? how quickly the time has gone, and yet it also feels like it was a distant lifetime ago?

how tumblr has grown and changed in the last eleven and a half years, how fandoms have grown and changed, how we have changed?

but also, for me, the craziest thing?? is that i joined tumblr on september 30th, 2012. and barely four days later, and i had already found and followed you.

i just...

i don't know, it struck me, you know? how amazing it is that two strangers could quietly bump into each other on occasion for so long, that it becomes such a part of your life that you don't even realize it. that the things that stay constant, no matter how occasional, can bring such comfort and joy

that you have been here with me for my entire tumblr journey - from my earliest superwholock days until now.

...anyways, i didn't really mean to ramble, i just wanted to say, after eleven and a half years:

hi!

you're great!

im happy that you're here!

and i hope you have an AMAZING DAY!!!

and i cannot WAIT to continue to see you around!!!! ✨✨✨✨✨

with love,

em / whollyjoly / misspizazz / whatever the hell else i've been over the years 🥰

Oh my freakin fuck, it's been that long?!?! It's been an absolute delight bumping into you throughout this Tumblr journey, and I'm more surprised I haven't scared YOU off, especially after my not-so-brief hiatus from the site then sudden return screaming about... fuckin...? Idk.

HOWEVER! You are also great! I'm happy you're here too!!! It's been a DELIGHT watching your blog evolve over the years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you SO much for this absolutely adorable reminder and sticking with me on this long ass train ride around the internet 😊💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

with love,

Maxine 😊

[weebnotheree]

~ Like i want you ~ PT 1

Ai Hoshino x Ex Male Reader

"I'm just curious but in our relationship why were you always so distant to me? Like you never cared about me... Did I do anything wrong during that time or was it that you just simply didn't love me?" she asked in a sad tone.

"Remember when we were together and I told you I had major mood swings?" I started.

"yes I do remember that and sometimes these mood swings of your made me feel very insecure in our relationship"

Ai replies back to you

"Yes and I'm sorry about that…it just happens"

You can see her expression soften a little

"Did your mood swings had anything to do with me or were they just random?"

"Its just random..."

"I see, Is it alright if you can do me one favor?"

"Yeah sure 😑"

"Can you treat me a bit nicer please because even when we were dating you were always cold towards me and never showed any warm feelings for me...Can you please treat me at least a little better?"

"I'll try, but I can't promise"

She seems pleased after hearing your answer

"Thanks it was nice talking to you, I am glad that you are at least trying to be a bit nicer towards me. Please bring Aqua and Ruby here more regularly now okay"

She smiles a bit.

"I'll.. also try with that too"

She smiles and seems happy with your answer

"Thank you [M/n]-kun for understanding me and I'll try not to get in your mood swings too much"

She says before she notices something important about you

"Oh and can I ask you something else?"

"Yeah?"

She looks at you more closely seeing the bags under your eyes

"Is there any reason you look so tired? Have you been sleeping properly?"

"Don't worry about it. Our kids are more important…"

"I know that but are you still taking care of your own personal health too? Because when you look tired it means that you are neglecting your sleep"

You can see that she is really concerned for your health

sighs"….you wouldnt understand"

She sighs with you

"[M/n]-kun please try to think of your mental and physical health for your own good.. This is just a friendly advice from me that's all...Don't worry I won't bother you about this again, all I want from you is that you take proper care of your health"

"Okay okay..."

You can see her expression softens as she smiles at you

"I'm glad you are understanding me and at least this is the first time you are actually treating me nicely since we broke up."

She has never seen you be this nice to her before but you still seem a bit tired with all those bags under your eyes so she is still concern for your well being.

"Sometimes I wish you knew…."

"Knew what?" she asked curiously.

"You wanna know why i've treated you the way i did and why i was so distant…"

She nods in response

"Yeah I want to know why did you treat me the way you did and why were you always so distant towards me...Please tell me"

"I disguise the truth I say I'm happy but I'm still stuck on us..."

There is a brief pause between both of you but her expression softens more as she heard this

"Do you still have feelings for me?"

"Does your mind play this game too? Think 'bout me and you?"

Another pause you can see a tear rolling down her right eye

"I'd be lying if I said no to that"

"I guess I'll just pretend Until it all makes sense,"

You see her wipe her tears as her expression softens even more as she says

"Can I ask you something else please?"

"Sure..."

"Do you still love me?"

There is a brief pause between both of you but you can see a slight sign of hope in her expression

lets out a chuckle let me finish dummy "See you face to face, I'm thinking 'bout the days we used to be… But I can't make a scene, but I can't make it seem Like i want you….Even if its true…"

She smiles at you in relief while her eyes are tearing up a bit with happiness

"You still love me, right? After all that you've done still the way you're talking it seems that you still have feelings for me"

A single tear rolls down her right eye again but she wipes it away

"I guess it's overdue Tell me your point of view Tell me, am I to blame?? You're so good with change,"

"It is true sometimes I could not understand the mood swings in our relationship that you would go from loving me to not even looking at me...It was a little bit sudden and it made me feel insecure about our relationship that's all"

Another tear rolls down her right eye but she wipes it away again

"A table set for two You got me waitin' but you ain't comin' through Try to stay patient but gotta face the truth," thinking about that i now have kids.

She seems to be a bit embarrassed but she tries to be a bit calm when she speaks

"You mean that I should have handled those mood swings of yours in a better way and should have been more patient and understanding of you during our relationship"

She takes a deep breath before she continues speaking

"It would have been better if I could handle those mood swings of your in a different way, is that what you are trying to say?”

"Tch...There's no reason to believe I'll save us now…But if you really love me, say it now. Why is it so hard to figure out?….damn it Ai…" I lean my head in the crook of her neck "I need you every day…believe me when I say it...!"

her breath hitches a bit as she feels you leaning all your body weight on top of her

"Y-You still love me?! After all this time you still love me?!"

She seems a bit shocked and her eyes are now full of excitement mixed with sadness as she slowly moves her hands to your back

"you're the only one….i..havent been able to sleep since then…"

a lot of emotions hit her at the same time and she starts to tear up with happiness as she tightens the grip of her hands on your back

"D-did you still believe in our relationship even after everything?"

She is now looking up to you with a mixture of hope, sadness, remorse, guilt and love in her eyes. i hum in response

she tightens her grip on your back even more before she says

"D-do you remember when we shared our first kiss? Do you still remember that sweet romantic moment we shared?"

"Of course i do.."

She blushes and looks away for a moment before she grabs your shoulders

"Do you remember those times when we would just walk in the park and enjoy the moment together? Those were the moments I felt the most happiest when I was with you "

"then…let me take you an the kids sometime"

she nods before she replies back to you

"You would really take me and the kids with you on a park visit?"

Her face is full of joy at this idea as she now hugs your arm closer to her. I nodded at her.

You can see that she is genuinely so happy with your idea

"You're not joking, right? If you really are going to do this then I can't explain how happy I am to hear this from you"

i wrap my arms around her and for a moment it seemed like i was just hugging her..but i was also had my face buried in her neck

She can feel your breath near her neck and all those emotions inside her burst out at the same time

"Am I really getting a second chance with you? The chance that I always wanted"

You can feel her excitement as she clings a bit closer to you

I didnt answer…i seem to be resting

She noticed that you were being a bit silent but she does hear the beating of your heart beating near her neck but she doesn't want to ruin this moment by asking more so she hugs you tightly not wanting to let go anymore

She closes her eyes and is just trying to enjoy this moment and time with you

after what seemed like 20 long minutes i finally wake back up and lift my head "sorry…im just tired"

She hears you and whispers in your ear while smiling

"I-It's okay [M/n]-kun I understand that you were quite sleepy. But you should still take good care of your own wellness. You look exhausted and I worry for you..."

"its your fault..you made me like this you know" i pout

The corners of her lip twitch upwards a bit

"So does that mean that you still love me?"

She asks you again this time with a smirk

"yeah idiot"

You hear her giggle a bit as she shakes her head before she whispers

"Aww but I am happy to hear that from you [M/n]-kun. But seriously though you gotta take some rest for once ok? You do know that you are the only one who loves me now don't you?"

"Am i?"

"Well besides the kids of course but I mean in a romantic sense. I don't know if I can trust anyone else after seeing those mood swings and how distant you were when we were dating"

You could see a bit of sadness and regret in her eyes as she speaks

kiss her cheek and puts my face in her neck again "i guess ill just have to give you my love all over again~" i say in a erotic tone

You can immediately see her blush intensely as she felt your breath on her neck

"Is that so~? Then show me that you love me I wouldn't mind a bit more of that love~"

"mhm~" i lean in close and hover over her lips "May i…?"

A sudden wave of heat covers her whole body when you are a bit close to her lips and you could see that she was biting her lip

"You can do anything you want with me~"

Her entire body shudders as she opens her lips allowing you to do as you wish with her

Then i kissed her using my tongue. A wave of sensation covers her whole body as she felt the touch of your lips against hers. She was in such a blissful state that she couldn't help herself but respond equally in turn and kisses back at you with the same intensity. Her action caused me to squeeze her waist.

her body reacts immediately to your touch and you can feel as her hands wrap around your neck and her legs around your waist. She was extremely sensitive to your touch and her entire body shuddered even more as it releases a wave of energy

I kept kissing her and with passion.

She couldn't help herself and she was so overwhelmed by your passion that she responds with equal vigor. Her heart is beating with such excitement and pleasure that you could feel her breath getting more shallow as she lets all those emotions come out. I broke the kiss and breaths heavily

She is also breathing heavily as she looks at you with a bright blush covering her face still not able to take a clear breath yet

"Wow we really did put a lot of passion in that right?"

"mhm~ Wanna go to your room?"

She blushes even more as she heard your request. For a moment she seemed overwhelmed by your action and she can't believe what just happened

"U-umm do you really mean it? Are you sure that you really don't mind if we go back to my room?"

i tug on her shirt "Are you sure you dont?~"

you can see that there is a mixture of surprise and excitement on her expression before she answers you back

"I don't mind if you want to go back to my room but only if you are sure of this"

She whispers as she feels how you are still holding her waist and how close you are still are to her as you tug on her shirt

"we already have two kids…and plus they fell asleep.." grins "so you're gonna have to keep the screaming down"

She seems a bit embarrassed and surprised by your smirk but she can't help but blush so hard by this request as she stutters before she answers back

“U-umm yeah I'll make sure to keep the screaming low I guess Y-You didn't have to be this direct I mean we haven't seen each other in a long time so I'll be pretty surprised if you just ask me right away like this”

"and all of the moaning im gonna be making you do~" i say in a deep erotic tone

She feels the blood rushing toward her head as her blush gets brighter

“E-Ehhh?! I-I don't think I'll be able to withstand you at all if you're being this forward with it! What if I can't control myself at all right now~?”

I looked at her innocently as i playfully told her "then you'll wake them, they'll come to our room an ask whats that noise and we'll have to stop, giving you the dissatisfaction of not being able to finish the blissful moment before they interrupted because you were moaning too loud in the first place" i explained to her what would happen if she was too loud and woke up the kids

She can feel a sudden cold sweat cover her entire body as a wave of realisation and embarrassment washes over her

“W-wait we can't really let these kids interrupt us now, can we? It would really ruin the moment but I don't think I'll be able to control myself like I said before”

"either you're gonna have to cover you're mouth to stop it from happening…or im gonna have to kiss you to muffle your moans"

She seems to be at a bit of a dilemma before she replies to you

“O-Okay I don’t mind you silencing me with your kisses. But I don’t know if the kids are already asleep or not. They might hear the noises and it would really be a bad situation to have that happen”

"i checked already…we did take a long time talking after all…and its night time…"

She seemed to relax a bit before she nods her head to you

“I guess you're right then we shouldn't worry about the kids waking up. But just in case we'll keep it quiet and avoid being too loud ok?"

"you mean you" i smirk

“Hmm! I mean yes I guess it is me who’s gonna be making most of the noise here. Because I really can't imagine me being quiet at all~”

"because i make you moan the whole time~" i tease

“M-Maybe if you didn’t drive me so crazy then we wouldn’t have this much problem. But the way you were kissing me made me lose my breath quickly. And I couldn’t control my moans at all you know~”

PART 3 TMRRW !!!!!!! 13+!!!

[marvel-snape-writes]

18+ Palmerstrange smut

One Night With You… Again.

Chapter 2/4: The Suit Stays On.

Stephen’s fingers fumbled with what to say for several moments before eventually typing something simple:

S: I missed seeing your face tonight.

He placed his phone on his thigh and swallowed hard, a little nervous of what the response would be — if anything. His phone buzzed.

C: I couldn't have crashed your fancy dinner. Anyway, I was otherwise engaged.

Stephen squinted his eyes and felt his heart rate increase just from having her name on the screen.

S: You wouldn't have ‘crashed’ anything. You missed out on a good evening — it would have been even better had there been a familiar face for me to buy a drink for.

C: You’ll have been happy to save some money, then. Besides, you get to see me at work tomorrow, and instead of spending money, you’ll be getting paid instead.

Stephen’s lip twitched as he immediately thought of what his current state of mind wanted to reply. He paused for a brief moment before daring himself to go ahead with it.

S: I’d pay anything to see you right now.

The time between pressing send and waiting for the response felt like a lifetime. Stephen attempted to get out of the armchair before immediately darting his eyes to his phone as it buzzed — tumbling backward into the chair again.

C: You’re drunk. How much have you had to drink?

S: I’m not. Not anymore.

C: That doesn’t answer my question.

S: Fine. I’ve not had enough to result in me hallucinating that you’re here, but I’ve also probably had too much that has resulted in me texting my ex.

C: You’re so dramatic.

S: No, I’m not. Both of those scenarios end with the perfect outcome.

C: Which is?

S: You being here, and the thing I want the most.

C: Dare I ask?

Again, Stephen dared to test his luck.

S: The both of us waking up wearing nothing but each other. Again.

C: You really need to learn how to be subtle.

S: Why? Being subtle is just the long way round getting what I want.

C: Ever the romantic, as usual.

S: Wining and dining you never worked in the past.

C: We’re not in the past anymore. I’m here and you’re there.

S: You could be here.

C: Where is ‘here’?

S: My place.

C: Give me one good reason why I would want to do that.

Stephen smirked to himself as several ideas sprang to mind — his thumbs beginning to type before deleting it each time and rewording it until it was something he was happy with, chuckling to himself as he wrote it.

S: I am hosting a party in the not so distant future and I need to know which cheese pairs with each wine, but I'm afraid that, should I have any more alcohol, it would result in me either tumbling and hitting my head on the floor or me being too hungover in the morning. Both of which would result in the death of many patients because I wouldnt be there to make them better. Could you live with that guilt? Knowing that people died because the hospital’s greatest surgeon can’t make it into work, and it’s all because you wouldnt help him with his wine and cheese selection?

C: Wow. Okay. Since you went to all that effort to create a fake scenario just to try and earn my company for a little while, I may just pay you a visit.

Stephen’s eyes widened, quickly responding.

S: Really?

C: It better be worth it.

S: Isn't it always?

Suddenly, he was nervous. He never got nervous usually. He tried to put it down to the uncertainty of Christine’s arrival. He placed his phone down on the table and poured himself some more whisky into his glass, sipping at it as he leaned back into the armchair. Switching the TV on with the remote by the side of him, he got himself comfortable whilst waiting for the buzzer on his keypad. By the time it finally sounded, he had almost convinced himself that she would never arrive. He quickly finished what was left in his glass as he stood up and walked over to the sink to place the glass in it before walking toward the door. He paused for a moment to brush down the front of the suit he was still wearing and cleared his throat before unlocking it.

“I know I'm good, but I did not think I could make you come that quickly,” He smiled sweetly as he opened the door, mumbling under his breath, “Though, I suppose I’ve had some practice over the years when it comes to that subject.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Stephen,” Christine rolled her eyes, “And hello to yourself, too.”

“After how cold you were with me today, pardon me for not expecting you to take my invitation.” Stephen shrugged, crossing his arm across his chest.

“Still in a suit?” Her eyes scanned him up and down.

“I couldn’t risk you turning up and not being dressed nice and smart,” He winked, “Feel free to take it off, if you wish.”

“Are we just going to continue here for the rest of the night or does this invite actually extend to allow me past the doorway?” She chose to ignore his previous response.

“Well, that would depend on what you consider we are ‘continuing’,” Stephen raised his eyebrows, “Because, correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe that, that very doorway you are standing in is one of the very few places in this apartment that we haven’t had our way with one another.”

“Stephen Strange, you are such a slime ball.” Christine shook her head and pushed her way past him, heading toward the couch.

“That isn't very nice!” Stephen scoffed, shutting the door before walking in the same direction.

“Neither was the way you tried to convince me to come to your fancy dinner tonight, but you didn't hear me complaining.” Christine looked up at him from the couch.

“Actually, I did.” Stephen squinted his eyes, standing with his hands on his hips.

“Oh, so you actually listened for once? Shocking.” Christine widened her eyes.

“Did you just come here to insult me?” Stephen frowned playfully.

“If the shoe fits,” Christine shrugged, “We’re usually too deep into other mouth-occupying acitivities before it got to this point.”

“Oh?” Stephen smirked.

“Oh, don’t play dumb with me, Stephen,” She sighed, “Do you not think its obvious by now why you invite me here?”

“Well, I actually didn't think it was, no...” He pouted his lips, innocently scratching the back of his neck.

“I thought you said you didn’t like being subtle because it was the long way around getting to what you want?” Christine arched a brow.

“Would you... like a drink?” Stephen asked, feeling himself blushing slightly as he changed the subject.

“Sure. That is the reason you invited me here, right?” Christine leaned back into the sofa.

“I... Uh, yeah! Yeah!” Stephen nodded quickly and turned in the direction of the kitchen.

“To go with the cheese?” Christine raised both eyebrows.

“Ah, well, yes...” Stephen spoke louder from the kitchen, “I— I, of course, don’t yet have the cheese...” He continued speaking as he carried two glasses of wine back into the room.

“No?” Christine watched him from the couch.

“No, because it would be stupid of me to have already bought it without knowing which wine and cheese combo I was going with, right?” He winked as he sat down, handing Christine a glass.

“Right. No, of course,” She nodded appreciatively as she took the glass, unable to stop herself from letting out a quiet giggle from the look on his face, “Of course.”

“Cheers.” Stephen held the glass up, tilting it toward Christine.

“Cheers.” Christine crinkled her nose and tapped their glasses together before bringing it to her lips.

Stephen paused for a moment as he watched her take a sip, waiting for her approval of the taste.

“Good?” He asked.

“Good.” She nodded, resting the glass in her lap.

“I’m glad.” Stephen lifted his glass to his lips, his eyes trying to be as discreet as possible as they ran over the dress she was wearing.

“Hang on, Stephen,” She moved slightly closer to him, making him pull his glass away and raise his eyebrows, “Shouldn't a doctor know better than to mix his drinks?”

“I’m sorry, how did you...” Stephen squinted his eyes.

“You’ve already been drinking, you told me,” She shrugged, “Unless it was wine, also.”

“Why don’t you tell me, hm?” Stephen tried not to smirk, his eyes flitting from hers to her lips.

“I’m not a mind reader, Stephen.” She felt herself blushing, averting eye contact.

“No, but your taste buds are pretty well in tact, aren't they?” Stephen arched a brow.

“Stephen...” Christine exhaled slowly, absentmindedly biting her lip as she watched him lightly place his hand on her knee.

“Otherwise, why would I have chosen you to come and do this whole... wine and cheese dilemma with me, huh?” He grinned, taking a drink from his glass.

“Oh, are we still sticking to this story?” Christine laughed, rolling her eyes.

“What story?” Stephen played dumb, shrugging and finishing what was left in his glass before setting it down on the coffee table and turning back toward Christine, “Oh, shit, look what's happened now... I’ve mixed the previous alcohol with this one!” He gasped dramatically, widening his eyes and glacing down at Christine’s hand inching closer to his thigh on the couch, “You’re going to have to dig even deeper with those taste buds now, sweetheart.”

“I wish you wouldn't make your arrogance so sexy...” Christine spoke quietly and swallowed hard, her eyes falling to his parted lips as her fingertips brushed against the material of his suit pants.

“Please accept my apologies, but I don't think there’s anything I can do about that.” He smirked, placing his hand over hers that was on his thigh and squeezing it gently. Their eyes met as their bodies turned to face each other and Christine lifted both of their hands, brushing the back of his against her cheek. Their breathing patterns were now in sync — shaky and heavy as their lips parted.

“What is this power you hold over me, Stephen Strange?” Her words were barely audible, feeling herself burning up just from the touch of his hand now cupping her face and the want in his eyes.

“Kiss me,” He whispered, moving his face closer so she could feel his hot breath against her lips, “Just... fucking kiss me, Christine. Please.”

“Only because its my favourite way to shut you up.” Christine grinned and leaned in, in unison with Stephen — her heated body now freezing as their lips touched.

There was a pause, not for long, just enough time to confirm that this was what they both wanted. Stephen’s thumb repeatedly stroked her cheek as they tilted their heads either way to deepen the kiss, their eyes closing. Christine made a soft noise as Stephen’s needy kisses resulted in him accidentally nibbling on her bottom lip. He placed his free hand by the hem of her dress and teasingly swept his all-too-familiar fingertips against her skin, something that always resulted in her body turning to jelly. The wine glass fell from her grip and smashed onto the floor, the liquid already seeping its way into the carpet.

“O—Oh, Stephen, I—I’m sorr—” Christine whimpered out her words, almost completely lost in his kisses.

“Don't be,” He panted against her lips, turning his body so his back was now leaned against the back of the couch. Christine immediately took his body language as invitation to climb onto him, straddling his lap and pressing their bodies back together like magnets, “I have more important things to worry about right now.”

“Mm, like what?” She mumbled against his lips, pushing her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck as his hands moved up and down the back of her dress.

“Like worrying if my dick will still work after all this alcohol.” He half joked, pressing a harder kiss to her lips.

“Stephen!” Christine giggled and swatted his shoulder gently before gripping onto the lapels of his blazer and pulling him off the back of the couch briefly before pushing him back against it with a little more force, “Let me help.” She whispered seductively against his lips, burying her fingers in his hair again and starting to rock against the crotch of his pants with each kiss, also pressing her breasts firmly against his chest.

“O—Oh, baby, I take it back...” He let out a breathy moan against her lips, “I don't think we’re going to have a problem.”

Christine smirked against his lips and groaned softly as he placed his hands against her thighs again, squeezing them firmly as he pushed his hips upward to meet hers. Their tongues tangled and danced together, eyes rolling back in pleasure. His fingertips traced further up her bare thighs from under her dress and he teasingly drew patterns with them against her skin, able to feel her trembling against him as a result.

“Fuck, I can’t take it anymore,” Christine whimpered, climbing off him but instantly reaching for his hands — afraid her weak legs wouldn't allow her to stand, “Come on.”

“Wh-Where are we going?” Stephen blinked his heavy eyes, clumsily standing up as she tugged on his hands.

“Anywhere,” She spoke against his lips, standing up on her tip toes to ensure their kisses didn't break, “Anywhere that will allow me to feel the weight of you on top of me.”

“Jesus, you don't have to tell me twice.” Stephen grinned, walking her backwards as their bodies remained close together.

“Oh!” Christine gasped quietly as she felt the back of her legs hit something cold.

“I always knew I had this damn piano built at a particular height for a reason.” He spoke against her lips, biting down on her bottom one and tugging it out slightly.

“Your piano?” She giggled against his lips, trailing her hands down the front of his body and sucking her stomach in slightly as she felt Stephen’s hands caressing down her sides.

“I’ll make you cry out a better tune than anything ever played on this goddamn thing.” He growled against her lips, his fingertips tracing over her hips.

“Stephen... fuck.” She breathed out her words as he lifted her off the ground, able to feel the rise in the front of his pants press against her as their bodies properly brushed together.

“W—Wait, wait,” Stephen panted, setting Christine back down on her feet instead of on top of the piano.

“What?” Christine’s eyes opened, resting her hands on his shoulders, “You okay?”

“Are you... are you sure this is what you want?” Stephen asked, his expression serious as he gazed down at her, “Right now?”

“Stephen...” Christine bit her lip, trailing her hands down the front of his body again, “This /is/ what I want,” She stopped at the waistband of his trousers, glancing down briefly before back up into his eyes, “Right now,” One of her hands dipped, tracing her fingertips back and forth over the evident protrusion now severely restricting the space within his pants as she leaned up to whisper against his lips, “Every inch.”

“F—Fuck...” He inhaled sharply through clenched teeth as she repeatedly rubbed her fingertip over the head of his cock from over his trousers.

Christine smirked from his reaction and watched him closely as he tried to compose himself enough to steady his hands against her hips. Letting out a shaky breath his eyes fell shut again and their lips pressed back together — as if the desperation of her kiss was enough to give his trembling hands the confidence to lift her up onto the piano.

“Come down here...” She grinned, immediately leaning back on the top of the piano and pulling him with her by the lapels of his blazer.

“Instruct me to do one more thing and this whole event may end right now in my pants.” He chuckled uneasily, feeling himself throbbing against the material.

“Oh, no, we don’t want that...” Christine giggled, gazing up at him as he began to unbutton his shirt and removed his hands for just a moment to begin to take his blazer off, “Wait, Stephen, no...” Christine quickly sat up, shaking her head.

“Hm, what?” Stephen instantly stopped and swallowed hard, “I’m sorry, did I... did I presume wrong? I’m sorry if I... I shouldn’t have...” He stumbled over his words, narrowing his eyebrows.

“No, shh, it’s not that,” Christine whispered reassuringly, sliding her hands up his shirt-covered chest before setting them on the shoulders of the blazer he was wearing, leaning further up to speak lowly against his lips, “The suit can stay on.”

“The suit can...?” Stephen let out a singular laugh, unsure of if she was serious or not.

“Yeah,” She nodded, her fingers now grasping onto the lapels on his blazer again as she lowered herself back down onto the top of the piano, “It’s one of the sexiest things I have ever seen you wear.”

“Thank you.” Stephen grinned against her lips, his body now hovering over hers as their kisses began once more.

“And I'd like you to wear it while you fuck me on top of your piano.” She growelled against his lips, pulling at his bottom lip as she felt his hands slide under the hem of her dress, grasping desperately at her underwear and tugging them down her legs with no mercy.

“I’m sure I can make that work.” He smirked, carelessly tossing her underwear to the floor.