#look at how s o f t l y They touch one another

[lifeinsatire]

The fact that I can *feel* the tenderness of this bye‼️‼️‼️‼️

Anyways OP slayed the game AGAINNNNN 😭😭 making me emo at 7:18 in the morning thank u bestie 💛💛

These guys again

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

NSFT Alphabet: Infernal Sin!Fool's Gold

-you have a big storm coming for you meme here-

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He is not a gentle nor kind lover. He is the Lord of the Seven Hells, King of the 72 demons of Goetia, the Lord of Infernal Sin; and if you want a gentle lover then look to Orphan of Goetia, NOT HIM. Aftercare is handled by the Beholder of His Heart (Norton), the love is for the human to give to you and to express when he takes care of you. Loving you, checking on you, giving you the post-sex intimacy you need.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Everything, he is obsessed with you. Obsessed with all that he has claimed on many days and nights

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Hot and glowing cum, he likes to be dirty with it when with you. Making you open your mouth and keep it there before drinking it, making you wear your clothes with his cum still in or on you, cumming on your hair or clothes-- He a nasty mf

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

There are times he possesses the Orphan of Goetia to fuck you in a mortal shell, to feel the difference between skin on skin versus skin on rock. 

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He has fucked a 1000 upon a 1000 of mortals, and few can claim to be his favorite. You are one of them <3

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Again, full nelson

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Serious, very mean playful

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Literal rocks so no hair

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

There is nothing romantic about this, he fucks to indulge and to mark you as his. This is for him, he just so happens to like you enjoying it too

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Why? He has you, he has his counterpart, he has that worshiper, and he could have another mortal or demon. So he doesn’t need to masturbate when he can grab someone to play with

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dacryphilia, Bukkake, Forniphilia, Humiliation, Impact Play, Degradation, basically get ready for kink town with him

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He will do it anywhere he damn pleases, sorry you do not get much say in that

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Literally the king of sin, he can be read to go at random moments or because he is bored

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Gentle and do not ask him to be submissive

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes doing both giving and receiving but he likes making you cock warm his cock with your mouth

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough, slow but deep when he is teasing and edging you

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are fun to keep you ready for him later

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

A lot of risks with him

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

A lot. Pray, seriously 

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No, only he can touch you

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Painfully unfair

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He can be vocal, will growl, talkative as he reminds you who is fucking you and how you feel amazing

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He sometimes invites that mystic dancer to peg you so he can watch you both

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

12in uwu

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High sex drive, pray you can handle him

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He does not sleep because he does not need to sleep lol

[gunnerfc]

Jenni Hermoso NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

She’s so attentive, anything you need after sex, she’ll have ready for you

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Jenni’s favorite body part is her toned stomach, she’s had you get off by grinding against her abs many times

Her favorite body part of yours is your mouth, aside from the obvious reason, she loves feeling your lips on hers and her body

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

If she’s going down on you, she’ll pull back right before you cum and switch to her fingers so she can watch as you fall apart up close

D: Dirty Secret 

You two have had many threesomes with strangers but she wants to have one with a teammate (Alexia)

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 

Jenni is experienced and she’s helped you learn a lot of new things about yourself since the two of you started dating

F: Favorite Position 

She loves fucking you with a strap from behind, will bend you over any surface she can, and will roughly fuck you

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

Always serious, her focus is solely on you

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

Jenni is so intimate despite how rough she is with you (not that you’re complaining)

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 

She hates it when you do it because she wants to be the one to make you feel good and will tell you not to touch yourself

You don’t listen and when you know she’s about to be home, you’ll make sure she walks in on you fucking yourself with her strap which pisses her off and always results in a punishment

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

Daddy kink, every time you call her daddy she fucks you harder

Edging, she will edge when she punishes you asking whether or not you deserve to cum

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Doesn’t care, she just loves having you whining and begging, the location doesn’t matter to her

M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 

Hearing you simply say her name, she swears her name has never sounded better than when you say (or scream) it

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

She’s open to a lot but she doesn’t want to be restrained, she wants her hands on you all the time

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Giving, 100%. She loves how you taste and would spend hours between your legs if you would let her

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 

Fast and rough, she hardly lets you catch your breath after an orgasm before she’s back to fucking you hard and pulling another orgasm from you

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 

She enjoys them, they may not give her enough time to do everything she would like but she loves fucking you so she’ll take every chance she can to do so

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 

Jenni is open to trying anything at least once as long as you are open to the idea as well. She would never force you to do something you weren’t open to

S: Stamina (How many rounds) 

Many, many long rounds. You don’t know how she can fuck you so hard for so long and be completely fine

T: Toys 

She has different straps, varying in size that she uses

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

Teasing you is one of her favorite things to do, she loves hearing you beg her to fuck you or let you cum

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 

Her moans are quite low, you’re the louder one between the two of you

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

She convinced Alexia to join the two of you during a national team camp and you were so sore the next morning you couldn’t participate in training. Both Jenni and Alexia had smug looks on their face the rest of camp and you all decided it should become a regular thing when you were in camp

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s high, she hates that the two of you can’t have sex all the time

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Jenni only falls asleep after you, she wants to make sure you are okay and everything before she goes to sleep

[jungwnies]

syn ' a-z alphabet (safe for work) yang jungwon pairing ' bf!jungwon x gn!reader

requested ! i am soooo sorry this took so long... i lowkey forgot about it until i came back on a few days ago

a ⋆ affection - how affectionate are they?

he's literally a cat

he's so affectionate with you

always cuddling

always playing with your hand or your fingers

literally attached to the hip

b ⋆ bonding - how often do they bond with you?

all the time

hes a big bonder duh

whenever he isn't at schedules

he spends all of his time with you

c ⋆ communication - do they keep in touch with you when they're away?

yes ofc

but he's leader

so he only gets to give you a lot of his time while he's at the hotel

he texts you through out the day but he can't hold a conversation until the day is over :c

d ⋆ dates - how often do they set up a date for you two?

all the time

but they will be the most cute dates

arcades, carnivals, festivals, amusement parks

little walks around the river and very pretty scenery ofc

e ⋆ essential - what is the thing that is important to them?

family

friends

the usual

the relationships he has with people

and lastly, the members

f ⋆ friends - how did the friendship start?

in school

you guys were definitely forced to work together on a project

and from there you guys became friends

g ⋆ gross - what is the thing he hates in your relationship?

lies

omg he hates liars so much

h ⋆ hugs - do they like hugs? how do they feel?

ofc he likes hugs

he loves them so much

they're always so loving and comforting

his embrace is like home

i ⋆ i love you- how fast do they say i love you?

he doesn't say it first that's for sure

he says it when you say it

because he doesn't want to mess anything up

he's scared to lose you or scare you away with the love bomb

j ⋆ jealousy - how jealous do they get?

not very jealous

but he definitely gives whoever is checking you out a dirty look

k ⋆ kiss - how good are they at kissing?

he's a good kisser

not the bomb.com

but his kisses are sweet :C

l ⋆ love - how do they show their love to you?

giving you his time

when he puts anything down just to pay attention to you

that is how he shows you he loves you

he just loves spending time with you ugh

m ⋆ mad - how often do you argue?

not often

but sometimes

but they are never bad arguments

n ⋆ naughty - how do they deal with you annoying them?

he annoys you back

duh!

doesn't get mad though LOL

o ⋆ open - how often do they open up to you?

all the time

you are his backbone

his support

his everything

he always opens up to you

p ⋆ pet names - how are they with pet names?

babe, baby, jagi

just the simple ones

nothing too crazy

q ⋆ quiet - silent treatment?

he gets pouty

but never silent

r ⋆ ramble - how often do they talk about you to others?

all the time

he boasts about you like it's his job

forget being an idol

talking about you is his new career

s ⋆ soft - how soft are they to you?

literally the softest with you

so sweet

always cuddling with you

bro is literally a cat???

t ⋆ think - what reminds them of you?

animals

everytime he sees a cute animal

he thinks of you

he will see a bunny and be like

"it's almost as cute as MY y/n"

always says "my" before your name

cus you are his

u ⋆ unhappy - what makes them break if you break up with them?

just the fact he can't hold you anymore

the way his bed feels so empty without you besides him

makes him

so

fucking

sad

so

dont even

think

about

breaking

up

with

jungwon

otherwise

both sides of your pillow

WILL BE WARM

v ⋆ vacation - how are they with long distance relationships?

he's so bad at this

nothing that can break a relationship

but he just can't handle it

as well as some people can

w ⋆ wholesome - the sweetest thing they ever did to you?

obviously when he surprised you by coming home early

x ⋆ extra headcanon

expanding on him coming home early

you were really sad because he was on tour

for literally so long

and he told you he wouldn't be back for another 3 weeks

because there are new added dates

but little did you know the later dates weren't for another 2 months

so when he came in and surprised you

you wanted to cry

tears of joy obviously

y ⋆ young and beautiful - (how long does it last?)

a very long time

but i don't know if it will last forever

i feel like he would be the type to be in a super long relationship

and you guys just

fall out of love.

DAMN

i should write a story about that

z ⋆ zzz - how do they sleep with you?

he always has an arm around you

keeps you close because

he never knows

when he will have to leave again

so he keeps you super close

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[mythicmin]

Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)

MDNI!! If you are under the age of 18, please DNI. Character requests are OPEN. Just slide into my ask box and specify which character you’d like to see :)

𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒄𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆 / 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒚

A = Aftercare ;

McCree is a firm believer in aftercare. Chances are you aren’t getting up to do ANYTHING for at least an hour. (unless he has somewhere he needs to rush to.) Need to pee? He’s gonna carry you. Thirsty? Hungry? Give him a second, he’ll be right back with your favorite drink/snack.

B = Body part ;

You can’t look me dead in my eyes and tell me he isn’t an ass man. He’s practically obsessed with it. Doesn’t matter where you’re at or who you’re with, chances are he’s got his hand on your ass or in your back pocket.

C = Cum ;

Bro is definitely a slut for facials if he can’t cum inside of you. There’s just something possessive about it, like he’s marking you as his.

D = Dirty secret ;

Secretly wants to get topped, cmon he’s a cocky little shit. Put him in his place and make him beg for you. ❤︎︎

E = Experience ;

I am a firm believer in thinking he’s got some kind of old fashioned way of thinking. He knows what he likes, but doesn’t have much experience with it. I know we all love fuckboy McCree, but him being a virgin makes me giggle.

F = Favorite position ;

Doggie. Need I say more?

G = Goofy ;

Bro is a whole clown in bed and you can’t change my mind. He knows how to act serious when need be, but he always wants to see you smile. Even if he’s balls deep in you.

H = Hair ;

I think he manscapes a bit, he’s never bare though. There’s always some sort of hair framing his cock, clean shaven just isn’t his style.

I = Intimacy ;

Lil western baby treats you like the princess/prince you are. Sure he loves fucking your brains out, but making love to you is another favorite past time.

J = Jack off / Masterbate ;

I don’t really know to be honest, I feel like he’d think he’s too busy to get himself off. But maybe it’s just hidden cockiness that only you can get him off.

K = Kink ;

Anal. I know this man eats ass as well. I just know it. Bro also definitely has a daddy kink. (or maybe that’s bc i’m projecting bc he’s so fine.)

L = Location ;

Anywhere.

M = Motivation ;

He really gets going when you slowly touch his arms/chest while making eye contact.

N = No ;

Sadly, threesomes. I think he’s just too possessive.

O = Oral ;

He loves both giving and receiving, but he enjoys making you fall apart with his mouth. Playing with that cigar should’ve warned you he was gonna be a beast with his tongue.

P = Pace ;

Whichever you want. He can deliver both fast or slow.

Q = Quickie ;

Loves them. Especially if y’all are out and about doing something.

R = Risk ;

He literally doesn’t care if y’all get caught with him balls deep in you.

S = Stamina ;

I feel like he cums fairly fast, but can go for a few rounds.

T = Toys ;

He’s iffy on them. He wants to be the one to make you feel good, but watching you thrash against the vibrator he’s holding gets him feeling some typa way.

U = Unfair ;

He’s so mean sometimes, bro is a WHOLE ASS tease and he knows it.

V = Volume ;

I don’t feel like he’s overly loud in the moaning or groaning criteria, but he’s definitely a smooth talker blowing your back in.

W = Wild card ;

Pull his hair while he’s giving you head and bro is putty in your hands.

X = X-ray ;

6” soft , a lil over 7” hard. (circumcised)

Y = Yearning ;

I SWEAR THIS MAN CAN TURN HIS SEX DRIVE OFF AND ON DEPENDING ON HOW MUCH OF A COCKY BASTARD HE WANTS TO BE.

Z = Zzz ;

Always waits until you’re asleep first.

god i love this man.

hope you enjoyed!! lmk who y’all wanna see next ! ❤︎︎

[loveandleases]

I know it might be a bit much, but can you make the NSFW alphabet for Kara pretty please?

👉👈

Aw, sure thing anon. I see we have another in Kara's corner. It will be below ~ (Should I do this for every RO?)

Isaac ABC

Cam ABC

M ABC

G ABC

Ardent ABC

A = Aftercare - Kara finds it very important to provide aftercare for her partner. Especially considering how much she can put them through. She is very soft with her touch and basically ensures that every little bite mark, bruise, or even red hand print on her partner's body gets the utmost attention. Does she need to rub lotion on you? She will do it!

B = Body part- Her favorite body part is her thighs, she is a fan of how thick they are, and how they look in clothes. Her favorite body part on a partner is the neck. Mainly because she enjoys seeing her hickeys on it.

C = Cum - Kara ensures that she shares eye contact with her partner when licking their cum off her fingers, or off them.

D = Dirty Secret - Always thought MC was pretty.

E = Experience - Is very experienced, and knows what she is doing. Be it with her kinks, or when she assumes "dommy mommy" mode.

F = Favorite Position - The armlock, and 69. (Kara is obviously the one bending them over ;) )

G = Goofy - She is much more serious in the moment, even uses a different tone of voice.

H = Hair - She has a landing strip, very well groomed. Slightly darker blonde than the hair on her head.

I = Intimacy - Depends on the mood, if Kara has had a rough time she will be much more intimate/sweet. If not, she is much more rough but she can still be romantic during, praising her partner with her affection.

J = Jack Off - She tends to masturbate once a week, it helps her destress from a rough week at work.

K = Kink -BDSM

L = Location - She would love to have sex at the office where MC and her work.

M = Motivation - Brattiness turns her on, as well as someone caressing her thigh.

N = NO - Feet, nope, no.

O = Oral - She like's to give and receive, Kara is very skilled with her tongue and her lack of a gag reflex.

P = Pace - She can be both. When it comes to her partner if she is really wanting to tease them/please them, she likes to go at it slowly.

Q = Quickie - She would be more than happy with a quickie, though she prefers to take her time.

R = Risk - She is open to experimenting with her partner.

S = Stamina - She can easily go 2-3 rounds. After that it's bath time.

T = Toy - Has more than enough toys, not only for her to use, but to also use on her partner.

U = Unfair - She loves teasing her partner, having them begging for more or for her to let them finish. It turns her on that much more!

V = Volume - She can be very loud, depends on the moment because if she is wanting to tease her partner she will bite her lips and keep her moan from escaping.

W = Wild Card - Kara lost her virginity at 19.

X = X-Ray - She has a clit piercing.

Y = Yearning -- It's about mid, Kara is just as happy to enjoy her partners company while cuddled up, if it leads to more great, if not that is fine too.

Z = ZZZ- She falls asleep about 10-15 minutes after.

[willtheweaver]

Alpha-write

Thanks for the tag @the-golden-comet

A- At last, land on the horizon.

B- Building after building looked abandoned, as if no one had lived in them for years. All except for the last one. It was gaudily painted, and loud noises emanated from every crack.

C- Crabs…why? It did not seem fitting for the favorite Lieutenant of the Demon King to command an army of crabs.

D- “Dude, how long are you going to stand there?”

“Until either I get the high score, or the arcade owner kicks me out.”

E- Every head turned in the direction of the door. The hall fell silent. Jaws slacked, and some people even gasped at what they were seeing.

F- Flanders was hell. Every hour the din of the big guns could be heard, every shot that landed stirred up the mud and wire that lay for miles in between the trenches.

G- “Griefers? AGAIN??”

“It was your idea to try 2B2T!”

H- “How did you manage to graduate the Academy at the top of your class?”

“I cheated.”

I- “If I hear you recite Ozymandias one more time, I’m turning this car around”

J- “Jam? Where I come from, it would be jelly!”

“You Americans have always done things backwards!”

K- “Keep this between us, will you? No one needs to know what happened to the iguana.”

L- Laying between the house and safety was nearly three hundred yards of open field. There was no way she could run across it without attracting attention.

M- Messy would have been an understatement. The room looked like a bomb had gone off in it before a hurricane scattered and smashed everything that hadn’t already been destroyed.

N- No one left the room all day, or all night. The doors remained closed, and no amount of pleading or threatening would get the guards to open them. It was early afternoon the next day when it was announced that the council had reached a decision.

O- “Out of all the possible last words, you choose ‘I think I left the A/C on’?!”

P- Pools of water looked inviting, but they knew not to touch them. Plumes of steam and colorful extremophile bacteria were signs of water that was near boiling. The guide also told them that the water was highly acidic.

Q- Queens, Kings, Dukes, Ministers, and Presidents; all the world’s leaders were gathered inside.

R- “Really? An Anime about flower arranging?”

“Hey, it got good reviews, and it’s been renewed for five more seasons.”

S- Ship. Three masts, square-rigged with a gaff on the mizzen. Deep hold, crew probably about 200 or so, both sailors and officers. Armament of thirty four guns, equal to a Royal Navy frigate.

T- “Two over, carry the three, then shift back to letters, A becomes K, move every other line, and… seriously? This is such an important message and they didn’t bother to change the code?!”

U- “Underneath this bridge here is a troll.”

“It’s concrete, man.”

“You try and find something interesting in Seattle!”

V- Vendettas were nothing to laugh about. Everyone fell dead silent.

W- With all the noise going off, no one had noticed that the mimic had vanished.

X- “Xylophone? Seriously?”

“Would you rather me play kazoo?”

Y- Yet for all their bravery, the knights lacked wisdom. Had they a lick of sense, they wouldn’t have charged headlong at the masses ranks of halberds and crossbows.

Z- Zulu. Alpha. Kilo. Sierra. Lima. Echo. Echo—“Alright! Quit messing around with the flags, or you’ll get worse than double graveyard shift!”

Tagging @the-ellia-west @aintgonnatakethis @fortunatetragedy @eccaiia @paeliae-occasionally

@darkandstormydolls @words-after-midnight @tamiveldura @winterandwords @oh-no-another-idea and open tag

[totaldramafan-lauri]

Can you do another one of those things.. where you get explicit with what you want for her Radiance to do with you? I find it a bit attractive.. since this is the first time in months maybe that I saw you get this revealing with this things.. and I really like how you write it in your own style.. but you can say no ^w^

.....Hhhhhhuhhhhhhuuuhhhuhhhhh.....? O////////O Wh-wh-wh-wh-!?!!? Y-you're serious.....? R-really....?

.....B-but.....but how....? H-how is me v-venting about.....th-that kinda thing.....H-how is it- How-

I-I don't understand-! >/////////<

C-cuz yes.....i-it's been a while.....a-and it's so awkward.....! I-I just......wanna try to get more comfy talking about that kinda thing, b-but.....but it's so hard.......I-I thought I only came across as weird....

N-now you tell me you like it-?

Wh-what's "attractive" about that...? Th-the kinds of things I talk about, or the fact THAT I'm talking about them-? C-cuz I can't tell-! >//////<

......I-I feel so......c-called out....I-I wasn't gonna vent for a while, but....Th-this is still a part of myself I wanna not be ashamed of anymore......ughhhhhhh.......>///////<

....

.....

.....L-look, OK, I'll.......I'll talk about something that's been on my mind, but I'll put it under a read more so no one is forced to read it, kay? IF YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT MY EXPLICIT FANTASIES, STOP READING HERE! DON'T GO FURTHER! >/////////<

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I-I want.....H-Her Radiance....to.....

.....t-touch me....a-all over.......

S-soft touches.....on my body.......a-as I lay on display for her....e-everything exposed for her....M-my chest, my legs, my neck....p-places no one else has ever touched me.....A-as I look into her eyes, and she smiles at me.....T-telling me how....g-good I look for her like this....

.....S-something I haven't b-brought up yet......One of my fav things that I unfortunately can't put in my writing cuz I write gender-neutral reader inserts....is.....is......hhhhhhh......"good girl".....I-I can't use it, b-but....I-I think about it a lot....h-how it'd sound in her voice.....M-maybe even "good little girl", cuz she's.....so old.....

I-I'm being still for her as she f-feels me....m-making noises as she kisses me....I-I'm a good little girl.....

I-I want her to take....a-all of me.....E-even if I seem embarrassed....I-I want her to have everything.....So.....I'd let her see everything......

I-I wouldn't be able to speak very well, but that's OK, cuz I'm not allowed to think about anything but h-her.....my god....who's presence I'm forever grateful for.....

I-I try to beg, for her to bless me, b-but.....m-my words get lost.....b-but she'd understand anyway.....Sh-she always does......

And......and.....I wanna.....be in her lap....a-as she reaches down.....b-between....between- between-

.....t-telling me I'm hers...

only hers....

.....a-and chuckling in my ear as she feels how r-ready I am for her.....

....."trembling already"....

....urging me to be a l-loud.....to ask for more and more and more.....

......nice treasure.....sh-shining.....

...."greedy thing"......s-"sweet one"......

....I'm a good little girl.....I'm HER good little girl....

......

.......

......

I-is that enough....? I-I'm gonna crawl into a pit now.....>////////>

[strywoven]

@phytonomy has requested a story : 🔙   //   push  my  muse  against  a  wall . (for Verona from Knives)

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

A TWO-WAY sort of exchange , this connection , one innate to their kind and specific to t h e m ( bonds between plants are often individual , theirs is equally unique ; no-one else can infringe on the intimate space where their souls commingle ) .  Every part of her feels EXPOSED TO HIM ( seen , heard , at times even touched & made raw— ) .  In turn , there is a new vulnerability to Knives , one she understands he is not privy to , one that remains j u s t beyond the reach of his measures for ( desperate ) control.  And , for the most part , Verona’s re-exploration of him is always CHASTE , done with the r e s p e c t he is owed.  Never – or rather , not typically – does the Matriarch take more than she is given , than she is offered.  Such that is , sharing such a bond makes keeping secrets … RATHER DIFFICULT ( if not altogether impossible ) ; he ought to know , anyways , there is no hiding anything from her.  Not ever.

Slow , at first , as usual , the idle l e a k i n g feeling of her presence all but unraveling through his head like a GROWING ROT ; unfurling bigger , bigger still , reaching out to all corners of his head with her too-greedy claws to t o u c h and p r y at whatever she finds , dislodging both thought and memory , replacing it with a dull ache and a lulling melody.  If this were a human , one might accuse her of POSSESSION ; a demon’s magic , a CONSUMPTION .  But there is never any harm in merely looking , is there ?  For the moment , it feels as if that is all she does , traipsing about the halls and hollows of her companion’s mind just as he does her.

There is no real venture to find anything … And yet she does.  This is not her memory to reclaim , but Verona cannot help the way she seizes onto it ; he had a human , too !  Almost like a happy little family , the twins and this Rem.  Lo’ our messiah is not so p e r f e c t l y absolved , is he ?  Finally ⸺ !

⸺ The force of him rounding on her , shoving her into the wall , knocks her head back , sending everything momentarily OUT OF FOCUS alongside a dizzying pain.  But the damage has been done ; what she’s seen , cannot be unseen ( she remembers everything & this especially , is not a detail she shall be keen to overlook ) .  And even in the wake of Knives’ ire , Verona feels a swell of EGO & TRIUMPH for her little discovery , for this little s e c r e t he did not want her to know ( & why is that ? she wonders ) .  She shall SAVOR this feeling for a time to come , yes.

❝ Oh , dear , ❞ A pitying look is given , ❝ Strike a nerve did I ? ❞  More than a nerve , as it would seem !  How delightfully interesting !  His entire disposition has shifted ; the energy between them has become strained and volatile.  Yet what is also incredibly strange about this is – they both know – he could do her harm … But he refrains ( whyever for ? who is staying his blades if not the lingering memory of the strange girl he knew who would hold his hand ? ) .  Despite herself , Verona g r i n s at him , the bleeding remnants of her tearing into his memories still dripping all-too-proudly there off her hungered maw.  ❝ You ought to learn to keep your temper , my beloved brother , ❞ Noted how the taunting sentiment only stokes his irritation further.  Leaning forward , she presses into his space , nose-to-nose ; the air seems HEAVY & TENSE , choked on the struggle for power between the two ( where all too often knives falls just a few steps behind her devilry , each moment of bout bringing another occasion of being outmatched ) .  ❝ Else I may not think to keep m i n e . ❞  Less a threat , more of a promise , punctuated by the way she snaps her teeth at him.

[xrphansrevival]

After Life

For a while, there was nothing. It was the blink of pain before Yuri Soria died, and then... nothing. Almost like being in an empty, pitch black, soundproof room. There were nothing but his thoughts. Just a vast, vast emptiness.

There was no concept of time. There was no way to keep track of anything happening in the world. Yuri Soria was dead, a floating consciousness in a sea of nothing.

Something changed.

With time blurring together so, Yuri isn't sure when he woke up, or why, or... where.

It's the shinigami realm. A barren landscape with odd creatures littered about. Yuri did not need to eat, nor did he need to sleep. He wandered. Most of the shinigami paid him no mind, and the few that did simply snickered and talked to one another. A human in the shinigami realm must be an oddity.

Eventually, after what feels like endless walking, Yuri finds himself in front of a throne of skulls and bones. Atop the throne is a creature that cannot be described in any meaningful way. But it's... alive, in the way a shinigami is alive. When it speaks, the voice is everything and nothing. The presence of this shinigami is incomprehensible. Yuri wonders if this is similar to how Obelus feels about angels.

"Y u r i S o r i a . . ."

Yuri remains in place. He's endlessly curious about the dubious being.

"That's me," he replies, somewhat awkwardly. How is he supposed to talk to this thing?

It rises from the throne. It lifts one of the bone covered, leather looking arms. It opens it's hand, and in it's palm is... another incomprehensible thing.

"Y o u r s o u l . . ."

Yuri doesn't budge.

"T a k e i t ."

Confused, Yuri reaches out. He touches the odd ball of energy in front of him. It bursts, and the bits seem to magnetize to his body. Yuri feels... half alive. It's a very strange feeling.

"Y o u w i l l f o l l o w B e y o n d B i r t h d a y u n t i l h i s d e a t h . Y o u r f a t e i s t i e d t o h i s ." The shinigami king sits back on the throne. Yuri has many questions. He will not get answers. "Y o u r d e a t h w i l l n e v e r s u r v i v e ."

--

The rest is a blur. Yuri wakes up in an empty cemetery, disoriented and confused. He looks his body over, finding a scar running up his arm. He still as the scars on his back as well. Yuri feels for a pulse...

It's slow. Agonizingly slow.

Then comes a 'ping'. Yuri feels somewhere calling to him. He knows where he needs to go. He knows what will be waiting for him there.

Yuri Soria seeks Beyond Birthday.

[heartfullyferal]

Who has been the best influence on Lizzy in her life? Who is the worst?

1. Klaus (affectionate)

2. Klaus (derogatory)

No I tell you what, the whole Mikaelson Household as a military UNIT around this girl has been a very crucial influence on Lizzy's self esteem, her endurance, and her worldview. Moving as a collective entity much like the Addams family (snap snap), if one adult is daggered, the other one is f r e e. And a l l of them in one way or another has fed into raising this child to be so much stronger than she f e e l s in her darkest hour.

Aside from El Bastard Numero Uno, the headline figure for Better and Worse in Lizzy's life has been Rebekah. Lizzy's mom is strict, she tells her n o, and doesn't let her come with Elijah to watch scraps with Marcel in the Quarter. Boo. The wooden spoon is the reason Lizzy has A MODICUM OF SELF RESTRAINT. Not Klaus. The Spoon.

But Rebekah?

Lets not fucking forget she pioneered feminism before it was even CONCEIVED. Well behaved women seldom make history.

Lizzy has watched her talk back, snap necks, cash cheques, wear the pants, get advanced, do her dance, and fuck right the hell off on her own agenda for all of three minutes between the door and the dagger straight into the coffin. A nightmare of an influence on a little girl who was supposed to learn not to BITE. The girl who loved too hard. Lizzy learned to argue from her auntie.

Klaus is a problem for several reasons, but half of those are because if he sees fit, Lizzy's ego will absolutely go completely fucking unchecked. As long as the act is justified or entertaining, Lizzy could probably massacre a whole t o w n and Klaus would get on his sacrifice altar and tell people to fuck off and let her express her creativity. Which? Has since confused her because sometimes the same massacre is n o t okay when he's not in the mood for it.

If you want to talk about really- the b e s t influence, we're going to look at Stefan Salvatore, right there in tandem with Elijah.

He probably has one of the most m e a s u r e d and considerate approaches? To influencing Lizzy's lifestyle, and her frame of m i n d. I think he's been an absolute breathe of fresh air in the way he reaches out to her with a calm and gentle demeanor, and he makes the compassionate angle look inviting rather than exhausting. Lizzy could see herself be kind to people in the Stefan way without throwing UP, which is new, given that she used to be allergic to saying the word SORRY. Elijah is remarkably similar, he's such a graceful and immovable force, that can take the most frantic of storms and s o o t h e them, and command a r o o m. Or a Quarter. There's something of Elijah in Lizzy's stage presence.

More recently Katherine has managed to invite Lizzy into this world of more humble stances, taking great care to appreciate the little things in life that she never really got to touch on in a mansion run like a palace. Lizzy has absolutely adored discovering her Bulgarian roots, and that sort of human softness has really resonated with her.

Last but not LEAST but also least because it's Damon, DAMON.

Lizzy's exposure to Dad isn't nearly as full on as it is with Katherine and Stefan, and we don't actually DISCLOSE how much time she's quietly spent having a heart to heart with him, because it would RUIN THEIR IMAGE. But he's something of a grounding reality check.

While everyone else is very rigid and caught in their personal journey through life, Damon has this way of cutting through the curtains and smoke screens, and giving Lizzy an objective overview of w h a t the problem really looks like.

That's not to say he doesn't twist it!

Of course he does, he's got more opinions than a... thing with a lot of opinions.

But he's v e r y good at chopping up a confusing situation into smaller pieces, and laying them out on the table for Lizzy to r e a l l y have a good look at. And he really might be one of the very few who wants to see Lizzy take the steps h e r s e l f. Because what does it matter to him, which direction she chooses? It seems that as long as the result doesn't directly impact h i m, she's allowed to go her own w a y.

And more often than not he has a habit of saying the thing she was thinking, out l o u d. It's how she really trusts that she's h i s.

Lizzy's List Of Honorable Mentions:

Snoop Dogg, he told her once that in this industry you have to watch what you tell people, watch your words, don't say a damn thing publically when you're heated. Shut the fuck up and sit down and write it in a draft first before you set fire to your career. He pops into her head every time she wants to f i g h t.

Nero, her pet Scorpion, taught her that no matter how big and scary the animal looks, it will probably like treats. See: Klaus.

Nugget, of course has taught Lizzy about responsibility and unconditional love! You know, it doesn't matter how hard she's crying, he doesn't walk a w a y. The man's committed.

Jeremy Gilbert, is the first b o y she really got emotionally close to, and has taught her how she wants to handle the relationship landscape, because she hasn't been cornered, controlled, or restricted. Her little self assured personality really doubled when he took a shine to it.

Courtney Lawrence, the Patsy Stone to her Eddie Monsoon. If there was a drug, she fed it to her and said IT'S FINE SWEETIE IT'S ALL THE LATEST. If there was a party to sneak out to, she's driving the c a r. Her Yes-Woman.

Lizzy takes little things from every single person in her l i f e. There is nothing she is not willing to learn, and she's adapting and changing herself c o n s t a n t l y.

[gruesomejack]

A Very Self Indulgent Meme: Heart

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Chatty. Kind of dreamy and soft, but talkative.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He's no longer a fan of his own body. He wouldn't look at it at all if he didn't have to.

On another, he's easily fixated on gazes and hands 😔❤️

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Heart's a spitter 👀 Even before his current state of not being able to consume anything but raw meat, he'd turn a little green if you finished in his mouth. He'd much rather get a facial or a tit shot vjGNCJCHXGCG

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Has 100% used the allotted Therapy Time for a patient to fuck them into the couch. Was it ethical? Moral? No, not at all, but they both got out some issues through catharsis.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Enough! He was an attractive young man and dated around before he died.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

When he dated around, he tended to not want to look them in the face. But if he's close to you, anything facing each other.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Sensual! Maybe a joke or too, but he's very focused on the feelings between him and his partner.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

It's,,, white like his head. A side effect of being violently brought back to life.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He hasn't even thought about touching himself since he awoke on his father's table. He's disgusted with himself and sees his body as monstrous.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Overstimulation 👀

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Bed. He's a romantic at heart.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Playing with his hair, running fingers down his spine. Just gentle, sensual touches that show you're interested. Touch his thighs 😔❤️❤️❤️

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's pretty decent at giving! But again, he will spit 🥴

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

If he likes you, it'll be exploratory and slow. If it's just a fuck, he'll go fast and hard.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes YES 👁👁 That's what he lived off of when he dated around, but it'd be so much more fun with a dedicated partner.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I feel like he's in a position that would make him very interested in experimenting. His body can be severed and still work,,, keeping a hand by your side,,, 👀

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Still fairly average! He's definitely gained strength as a member of the undead, but he's still just a man.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

HAHA YEAH. He prescribed them for hysteria, so I'm sure he knows how they work 😝

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Very much! He likes to explore and move slowly and if he's in a mood he can be excruciatingly slow.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

For all his academic talk, he swears like a sailor when he's doubled over in pleasure. He's swallowing down whines and letting out moans that rumble through his ribs. You can definitely gage how into it he is by the noises he makes.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Spent the night in jail for being caught kissing another man. His father managed to keep it out of the papers with a monetary donation, but in certain circles he's a bit of a pariah. He'll swear up and down it was a drunk mistake.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Average! Veiny. It still uh... works for the most part.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Average-high! The dating around was part of it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He waits until his partner sleeps before he does. Sometimes he won't at all, he suffers from insomnia.

[sameoldbrandnew-blog1]

The Last Leaf

IN A SMALL PART OF THE CITY WEST OF Washington Square, the streets have gone wild. They turn in different directions. They are broken into small pieces called “places.” One street goes across itself one or two times. A painter once discovered something possible and valuable about this street. Suppose a painter had some painting materials for which he had not paid. Suppose he had no money. Suppose a man came to get the money. The man might walk down that street and suddenly meet himself coming back, without having received a cent! This part of the city is called Greenwich Village. And to old Greenwich Village the painters soon came. Here they found rooms they like, with good light and at a low cost. 12 T h e L a s t L e a f Sue and Johnsy lived at the top of a building with three floors. One of these young women came from Maine, the other from California. They had met at a restaurant on Eighth Street. There they discovered that they liked the same kind of art, the same kind of food, and the same kind of clothes. So they decided to live and work together. That was in the spring. Toward winter a cold stranger entered Greenwich Village. No one could see him. He walked around touching one person here and another there with his icy fingers. He was a bad sickness. Doctors called him Pneumonia. On the east side of the city he hurried, touching many people; but in the narrow streets of Greenwich Village he did not move so quickly. Mr. Pneumonia was not a nice old gentleman. A nice old gentleman would not hurt a weak little woman from California. But Mr. Pneumonia touched Johnsy with his cold fingers. She lay on her bed almost without moving, and she looked through the window at the wall of the house next to hers. One morning the busy doctor spoke to Sue alone in the hall, where Johnsy could not hear. “She has a very small chance,” he said. “She has a chance, if she wants to live. If people don’t want to live, I can’t do much for them. Your little lady has decided that she is not going to get well. Is there something that is troubling her?” “She always wanted to go to Italy and paint a picture of the Bay of Naples,” said Sue. “Paint! Not paint. Is there anything worth being troubled about? A man?” “A man?” said Sue. “Is a man worth—No, doctor. There is not a man.” “It is weakness,” said the doctor. “I will do all I know how to do. But when a sick person begins to feel that he’s going to die, half my work is useless. Talk to her about new winter clothes. If she were interested in the future, her chances would be better.” After the doctor had gone, Sue went into the workroom to cry. 13 O . H e n r y Then she walked into Johnsy’s room. She carried some of her painting materials, and she was singing. Johnsy lay there, very thin and very quiet. Her face was turned toward the window. Sue stopped singing, thinking that Johnsy was asleep. Sue began to work. As she worked she heard a low sound, again and again. She went quickly to the bedside. Johnsy’s eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting—counting back. “Twelve,” she said; and a little later, “Eleven”; and then, “Ten,” and, “Nine”; and then, “Eight,” and, “Seven,” almost together. Sue looked out the window. What was there to count? There was only the side wall of the next house, a short distance away. The wall had no window. An old, old tree grew against the wall. The cold breath of winter had already touched it. Almost all its leaves had fallen from its dark branches. “What is it, dear?” asked Sue. “Six,” said Johnsy, in a voice still lower. “They’re falling faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It hurt my head to count them. But now it’s easy. There goes another one. There are only five now.” “Five what, dear? Tell your Sue.” “Leaves. On the tree. When the last one falls, I must go, too. I’ve known that for three days. Didn’t the doctor tell you?” “Oh, I never heard of such a thing,” said Sue. “It doesn’t have any sense in it. What does an old tree have to do with you? Or with your getting well? And you used to love that tree so much. Don’t be a little fool. The doctor told me your chances for getting well. He told me this morning. He said you had very good chances! Try to eat a little now. And then I’ll go back to work. And then I can sell my picture, and then I can buy something more for you to eat to make you strong.” “You don’t have to buy anything for me,” said Johnsy. She still looked out the window. “There goes another. No, I don’t want anything to eat. Now there are four. I want to see the last one fall before 14 T h e L a s t L e a f night. Then I’ll go, too.” “Johnsy, dear,” said Sue, “will you promise me to close your eyes and keep them closed? Will you promise not to look out the window until I finish working? I must have this picture ready tomorrow. I need the light; I can’t cover the window.” “Couldn’t you work in the other room?” asked Johnsy coldly. “I’d rather be here by you,” said Sue. “And I don’t want you to look at those leaves.” “Tell me as soon as you have finished,” said Johnsy. She closed her eyes and lay white and still. “Because I want to see the last leaf fall. I have done enough waiting. I have done enough thinking. I want to go sailing down, down, like one of those leaves.” “Try to sleep,” said Sue. “I must call Behrman to come up here. I want to paint a man in this picture, and I’ll make him look like Behrman. I won’t be gone a minute. Don’t try to move till I come back.” Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the first floor of their house. He was past sixty. He had had no success as a painter. For forty years he had painted, without ever painting a good picture. He had always talked of painting a great picture, a masterpiece, but he had never yet started it. He got a little money by letting others paint pictures of him. He drank too much. He still talked of his great masterpiece. And he believed that it was his special duty to do everything possible to help Sue and Johnsy. Sue found him in his dark room, and she knew that he had been drinking. She could smell it. She told him about Johnsy and the leaves on the vine. She said that she was afraid that Johnsy would indeed sail down, down like the leaf. Her hold on the world was growing weaker. Old Behrman shouted his anger over such an idea. “What!” he cried. “Are there such fools? Do people die because leaves drop off a tree? I have not heard of such a thing. No, I will not come up and sit while you make a picture of me. Why do you allow her to think such a thing? That poor little Johnsy!” “She is very sick and weak,” said Sue. “The sickness has put these 15 O . H e n r y strange ideas into her mind. Mr. Behrman, if you won’t come, you won’t. But I don’t think you’re very nice.” “This is like a woman!” shouted Behrman. “Who said I will not come? Go. I come with you. For half an hour I have been trying to say that I will come. God! This is not any place for someone so good as Johnsy to lie sick. Some day I shall paint my masterpiece, and we shall all go away from here. God! Yes.” Johnsy was sleeping when they went up. Sue covered the window, and took Behrman into the other room. There they looked out the window fearfully at the tree. Then they looked at each other for a moment without speaking. A cold rain was falling, with a little snow in it too. Behrman sat down, and Sue began to paint. She worked through most of the night. In the morning, after an hour’s sleep, she went to Johnsy’s bedside. Johnsy with wide-open eyes was looking toward the window. “I want to see,” she told Sue. Sue took the cover from the window. But after the beating rain and the wild wind that had not stopped through the whole night, there still was one leaf to be seen against the wall. It was the last on the tree. It was still dark green near the branch. But at the edges it was turning yellow with age. There it was hanging from a branch nearly twenty feet above the ground. “It is the last one,” said Johnsy. “I thought it would surely fall during the night. I heard the wind. It will fall today, and I shall die at the same time.” “Dear, dear Johnsy!” said Sue. “Think of me, if you won’t think of yourself. What would I do?” But Johnsy did not answer. The most lonely thing in the world is a soul when it is preparing to go on its far journey. The ties that held her to friendship and to earth were breaking, one by one. The day slowly passed. As it grew dark, they could still see the leaf hanging from its branch against the wall. And then, as the night came, the north wind began again to blow. The rain still beat against the windows. 16 T h e L a s t L e a f When it was light enough the next morning, Johnsy again commanded that she be allowed to see. The leaf was still there. Johnsy lay for a long time looking at it. And then she called to Sue, who was cooking something for her to eat. “I’ve been a bad girl, Sue,” said Johnsy. “Something has made that last leaf stay there to show me how bad I was. It is wrong to want to die. I’ll try to eat now. But first bring me a looking-glass, so that I can see myself. And then I’ll sit up and watch you cook.” An hour later she said, “Sue, some day I hope to paint the Bay of Naples.” The doctor came in the afternoon. Sue followed him into the hall outside Johnsy’s room to talk to him. “The chances are good,” said the doctor. He took Sue’s thin, shaking hand in his. “Give her good care, and she’ll get well. And now I must see another sick person in this house. His name is Behrman. A painter, I believe. Pneumonia, too. Mike is an old, weak man, and he is very ill. There is no hope for him. But we take him to the hospital today. We’ll make it as easy for him as we can.” The next day the doctor said to Sue: “She’s safe. You have done it. Food and care now—that’s all.” And that afternoon Sue came to the bed where Johnsy lay. She put one arm around her. “I have something to tell you,” she said. “Mr. Behrman died of pneumonia today in the hospital. He was ill only two days. Someone found him on the morning of the first day, in his room. He was helpless with pain.” “His shoes and his clothes were wet and as cold as ice. Everyone wondered where he had been. The night had been so cold and wild. “And then they found some things. There was a light that he had taken outside. And there were his materials for painting. There was paint, green paint and yellow paint. And— “Look out the window, dear, at the last leaf on the wall. Didn’t you wonder why it never moved when the wind was blowing? Oh, my 17 O . H e n r y dear, it is Behrman’s great masterpiece—he painted it there the night that the last leaf fell.” 18

[strywoven]

Startled , at first , for the sudden movement ( for a brief moment in time , this godling frets that the oddly pleasant encounter has truly gone awry— ) as it lunges towards them , its body coming undone at the seams in some uncanny unraveling , unspooling in half-tangible smoke threads which c o i l themselves ‘round and ‘round the faun’s petite figure.  True is it that Kaen has seen many STRANGE THINGS in their time ( fae , various divinities , ghouls , homunculi & chimera of all breeds ) but this is something … N e w .  New in the way that their sense for its otherness is ALIVE & ALERT , attuned to it nigh completely in some fixated sort of way like a hungry beast gorging itself on the marrow of a long-sought bone.

So forgive them the way the g a w k , the way they cannot help but want to reach out and t o u c h it ( though they were raised better , of course , they are not nearly so rude ! ) .  But this godling is … Wholly ENCHANTED by its presence , that much is certain.

❝ More like warned , ❞ Kaen replies , tone affable and lighthearted , ❝ But ‘s nicer ta’ ‘ear it from th’ ‘orse’s mouth , aye ? ❞  They presume QUITE A LOT to jest with it as if they have known one another for far longer than these mere moments of encounter , treating it already as if it is their companion.  The faun beams , crackling cinder sparkling and dancing in their hair , harmlessly placing a touch of fiery glint to their person.  ❝ ‘S very nice meet ye , Feldmire ! ❞ Oh , how SWEETLY they say its name !  Like its own little melody ‘pon a tender-noted tongue.

Though the faun knows this should be a f a i r give and take , they look the least bit daunted by its returned question ; unsure , uncertain.  They consider the question for a few moments before eventually giving answer , ❝ A halfling , ❞ It’s a simple enough answer , though they figure to elaborate a bit for the sake of h o n e s t y , ❝ Child o’ gods an’ fae. ❞  Which might very well explain their appearance.  It’s only another moment before another question is asked , ❝ Why’s e’ryone so scared o’ ye ? ❞

fear had never stopped them before. how curious. feldmire notes the gleam of stones set into their cheeks, the lilt of their voice, the melodic tumble of words from their lips. talkative, this one.

they step closer.

a ghost of surprise ripples along feldmire’s ribcage. the creature freezes in place, processing the faun’s movement. sheer delight at their audacity follows shortly afterward. a wispy laugh spills from its throat. feldmire stamps its hooves and steps away, shakes its head as though trying to clear water from its ears. then it rears back before lunging forward.

it does not attack. its form unspools into boneless half-smoke; its body and neck stretch to curl around the faun. still an equine shape, but with warped proportions. any touch would sink into its form slightly before meeting cold, leathery resistance.

“not so bad?” it echoes. its neck loops further around them, smooth as a snake slithering through the air, until its skull faces them again. “how kind of you.” its tone isn’t quite mocking, but it holds no measure of sincerity. ah, but they’d asked what it was, hadn’t they? it smiles. “haven’t you heard? i am the creature that haunts the inn. i am the innkeeper’s shadow. i am diawl or cythraul, to her, though she calls me feldmire when she’s feeling nice.” a lengthy reply, but a non-answer at the same time.

“questions for questions,” it hums. because this must be a fair exchange. “tell me: what are you?”

[xowlan]

let me keep the nightmares away⎮L. A T R E I D E S

p a i r i n g: leto atreides x reader

f a n d o m: dune

s u m m a r y: when nightmares consume you, leto comes to your aid to get rid of them

w a r n i n g s: 18+ because of sexual activities

m a s t e r l i s t

Screams pierced through the thick air, dark by the smoke created by the burning bodies. The patches on their dead chests slowly fading by the fire, were familiar as you saw them since birth worn by every person that represented your house.

A house that now was burning and fell like ashes to the ground.

Death surrounded you everywhere, no matter what direction you went. Grieve stood like a strong opponent as it filled the women and children that were spared. The enemy at least had that kind of decency.

You lowered your eyes, stinging because of the thick smoke. A heavy tear made its way through the dirt and dried blood that covered your cheek. Your brother's body was in your arms, blood connecting the two of you as it had covered every inch of your skins.

You had lost your sword somewhere on the battlefield as you danced through the fighting pairs, trying to get as close as possible to your family. But you were too late. A soldier had already split the heart of your brother as he drove his sword through his chest.

Another scream pulled your eyes away from the body. You heard your name, pronounced in fear and desperation. A call for help. Your younger sister was dragged by the men onto a giant airship. Her eyes filled with tears and her lower lip trembled as she tried to get away from the mens' grasp. But she was nothing more than a child, weak and pathetic.

Just like you.

Your heart ached for her but you could find no strength to get up and run to her. You had given up. Your body shook and you cried out, knowing that you had lost everything. Everyone you knew and loved was dead.

A soft touch made you shudder. A figure, tall and dark, walked around you before it kneeled in front of you. Brown eyes stared at your broken expression. You knew him.

You loved him.

His touch, his eyes, everything about him came in a form of hope. His lips parted before they moved. He said something, but you didn't hear him. You kept staring at the dark hair that covered most of his face. Silver lines mingled with black ones, telling you that the man must have seen quite a lot in his life.

You knew him, yet why didn't you remember his name? Who is this man that could set your body on fire with just one single touch?

A frown settled on your face. Leto. The name suddenly cleared your mind.

"Leto." You whispered, raising an arm to touch his cheek. Calmness burst through you. But he was everything but calm. Leto's eyes widened as he held your body close to him, shouting in your face as he tried to awaken you from a dream.

You looked over his shoulder. This was not a dream. How could it be when the two of you were in the middle of a battlefield? Your eyes turned back to Leto. "Help me." You sounded desperate as if you were hanging on dear life. Perhaps you were.

"Y/n!" Leto pulled away from you, taking your face in his large hands. A tear escaped the corner of his eye as he looked at you like he was about to lose something dear to him. Why? His brown eyes flashed down at your stomach before they returned to your own eyes. "No, no, no." He kept repeating.

Your eyes lowered and a sob broke through you when you saw the tip of a sword coming out of your stomach. You didn't want to die. "Leto, please. Help me." You stuttered out, collapsing in his arms. More tears fell from Leto's eyes. "Stay with me, my love. I can't lose you."

Your words broke you. You wanted to tell him how much you love him but you had no strength to do so. You were fading away.

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You saw those brown eyes within the first seconds that you awoke. Leto was hanging over you as he wiped the tears rolling from your cheeks. Concern was written all over his face. "You're safe, my love."

His voice served as an anchor, distracting you from a clouded mind filled with horrible memories. You moved to sit up making Leto shift onto his knees. He didn't create any distance between the two of you.

Your chest moved in rapid motions and your hands were clenched around the grey sheets. A hand brushed your chin. "Y/n, look at me." Leto's soft voice commanded you. Your eyes turned to him.

"I died." You told him. "I died in your arms." Leto pressed his lips tightly together. That was something he definitely never wanted to imagine. You held a part of his heart, together with Jessica and Paul. So if he would lose you, he lost that part too.

"That will never happen. They will have to get through to me first." Leto assured you. You couldn't hear his words. You leaped into his chest, lips in his neck. "Make me forget, please. Let me feel you." You begged. You needed a reminder that your husband was still by your side.

Leto's calloused fingers brushed over your spine, towards the swollen cheek of your ass. He took it firmly, bruising the skin as you gasped against him. You leaned back and stared at him.

Leto licked his lips as darkness covered his eyes. "Anyone that forms a threat to you will die." He kissed you harshly and you moaned, pushing yourself against him.

Leto moved the two of you, keeping your lips connected. Spreading your legs, he placed himself between them. You were so glad the two of you were already naked. His cock, hard and thick, brushed your clit and you cried out. "Leto, my lord, please. Fill me. Breed me."

Leto grunted against your lips. He leaned back and sat on his knees. Dark eyes took in your naked body. You were a piece of art to him. A goddess and he will worship you until the end of his days.

"I love you." Leto was vulnerable as he spoke those words, expressing the burning feeling that grew in his heart. "I love you." He said again and moved closer. A hand wrapped around his cock as he coated the tip with your juices. "I love you." He promised as he pushed into you.

You were his and he was yours to protect and to love.

You arched your back at the sensation of him felling you. Nothing else could defeat this feeling. You breathed only to be as close as possible to him. Leto pulled back before his hips snapped against yours.

Your head was thrown back against the cushion. Moans and whimpers left your lips as Leto kept trusting. You felt him. His cock dragged against your walls with every movement he made. Leto reached a hand, taking a swollen breast while his other hand held your hips firmly. You moved with him, like the waves of the oceans in Caladan.

"No one will take you away from me. My wife." Leto growled out as he fastened his movement. The dwelling thoughts of someone harming you angered him. He felt your walls clench around his cock, making him hiss.

Leto had scars all over his body and he wouldn't mind adding a few if he had to protect you. And protect you he will. His cock slammed within you and you couldn't stop the gasps as you felt your orgasm approach.

"Make me pregnant, my Lord. Let everyone see that I belong to you." You breathed out, moving your hips against his. Leto started to rub your clit as he glared into your eyes. He wasn't a duke at that moment. He was a warrior claiming what was his. The look did it for you. Your walls clenched around his cock as your orgasm washed over you.

"You do belong to me and the entire universe will know." With one last slam against you, Leto groaned loudly. Hot ropes of cum coated your walls as he filled you with his seed. Leto laid a hand on your stomach.

"Let us hope that we will welcome a child of our own, my beautiful wife. I want nothing more than that." Leto murmured, keeping himself inside of you. You hummed softly. "I hope so too."

Leto smiled softly and you sat up, moaning at the feeling of his cock brushing against your sensitive walls. Strong arms embraced you. Kissing your temple, Leto closed his eyes.

No nightmares came to any of you that night.

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Life Lessons With Uramichi Oniisan Alphabet

||Contains: Uramichi Omota + Iketeru Daga||

||Warnings: NSFW||

Reminder! Please don’t comment anything that implies your age, I cannot stop who reads this unfortunately but I can at the very least give out a warning that this contains nsfw content.⚠️

please forgive me I could not stop laughing whilst writing this, I had to skip specific words because it did not sound right to me and my childish behaviour😭

Uramichi Omota:

A: Aftercare (how they treat you afterwards)

If anything all this man will want to do is try and get a good nights rest even if it means only a couple hours of sleep. He will make sure however you are cleaned up and are alright before he deals with himself. He’d never leave you to care for yourself, he always makes sure he cares for you first. He’s very touch starved meaning he makes sure he gets cuddles and kisses before you both drift off into a slumber!

B: Body (his fav part of his body and yours)

His favourite body part on himself most likely would be his muscles specifically his toned arms, I mean he’s a former gymnast so what can you expect? On you his favourite part would be either ass or thighs, the reason mainly being it’s something he can rest on, or another reason being he loves to mark your thighs up not caring if anyone can see, also he just genuinely likes groping your ass however he’ll only do that in privacy, he’d rather not have the risk of someone having just witnessed him groping your ass in public. In make out sessions always expect his hands to be roaming either along your thighs or ass there’s no other option it could be.

C: Cum (well I’m pretty sure you can gather what I mean)

Majority of the time he will make sure to not cum inside you meaning hell either do it over your face or body, however once in awhile if you allow him he will not pass up the opportunity to cum inside you. When I say once in awhile, Uramichi will try and make it near enough every time that you allow him to cum inside, he just loves the idea of having the risk you could end up with having his children. (Russian roulette type beat/j) and a plus to him is that if he can cum in you it means less cleaning to do.

D: Dirty Secret (a secret of theirs that they haven’t told)

Now I get a strong sense that this man really wants to try bondage with ropes especially, wether it be you that’s tied up or him he doesn’t care either way he really wants to try it. But he doesn’t want to scare you off by asking so he still hasn’t mentioned it and he doesn’t want you to start making fun off him about it💀 however you’ve had an inkling for awhile that he’s got something about being tied up.

E: Experiance (Do they know what they’re doing?)

Now he may be 31 years of age but this man has never gone past kissing someone before he met you. You were his first and oh boy he had no clue what he was doing, mainly because he was nervous and couldn’t comprehend what was truly happening. He has watched his fair share of porn etc but when it came down to actually doing it himself he mind had become fog. Overtime though he’s come to learn what you like best and least and has took that into account and now it’s as if he’s been doing it for years.

F: Favourite Position (which he prefers to do)

Now he’ll most likely switch between a mating press or doggy style. The reasoning for mating press is it allows him to be more face to face to you and he can see your face during it which turns him on even more. And let’s be real he more than likely has a breeding kink. So mating press + breeding kink = heaven to him. Now the reason for doggy style is because he loves having your bare ass slam against him and watching it jiggle when he slaps it. He also loves leaving marks on your hips meaning doggy style makes that all the easier.

G: Goofy (do they laugh or are they the serious type)

Uramichi is probably the type of be serious, he might laugh there and than every so often if something a bit funny happens but overall he’s pretty much serious and that’s just him.

H: Hairy (shave? Unshaven?)

Unshaven, however he will trim it if you ask him to, but seeing as he’s 31 I think he couldn’t care less about body hair as it’s normal and he just sees it as a waste of time to have to repeatedly shave.

I: Intamicy (how they’re like in bed)

80% of the time he will be rough, releasing out all the pent up anger and frustration, but he still makes sure your ok. Although there will be them days where he just wants to be more romantic than rough and his whole demeanour will have flipped upside down and he’ll be acting all lovey dovey. Plus most definitely a switch.

J: Jack Off (Do they? Or not?)

Nah, not really, if he’s in that type of mood and your not with him he’ll either wait or come meet you wherever you are so he can get relief.

K: Kink (What kinks they have)

Gagging, Breeding, Bondage, Dacryphilia, cockwarming

L: Length (how big they are)

He’s more girthy than long, he’s probably about 6 inches which is a good length all in all.

M: Motivation (what gets them going)

When you start whining at him for attention or if you raise your voice at him because oh boy that really does set off something in him when you raise your voice.

N: No (something they will not do)

Knife play or anything that could seriously harm you even by accidental.

O: Oral (which they prefer)

He prefers giving than receiving but once in awhile he’d just want you to be the one giving it to him and making him fall under your touch.

P: Pace (how fast they go)

He’s not necessarily fast but rather hard. By that I mean he will go full force into you where both yours skins slap against each other and where he will grunt a lot which oh boy is hot.

Q: Quicke (do they do them?)

Surprisingly he does them a lot seeing as he has work 6 days a week which really only leaves him with one day where it can just be you and him all day. So either he’ll do one in the morning or at night but it depends if he’s feeling too tired after work.

R: Risk (are they one for taking a risk?)

Now he’ll hate someone interrupting so he always makes sure you both do it where the chances of getting interrupted are reduced drastically, plus it’d be very embarrassing for someone to walk in. Usahara now always make sure to knock before making his grand entrance into his apartment. The risk of you getting pregnant kinda excites him in a way so you gotta watch out with this man.

S: Stamina (how many rounds can they go for)

On an average he can last around 2-3 rounds but on a very good day it feels like it’s never ending, he just needs that motivation if you get me.

T: Toys (do they use them)

No. He’s never really been into them and they’ve never sparked his interest.

U: Unfair (are they fair)

He’s quite fair to be honest, he makes sure you both equally get what you both want but there can be times he can be a tease when he’s in one of them type of moods.

V: Volume (how loud they are)

Majority of the time he lets out grunts rather than moans, he gets embarrassed if he moans however after the time you told him you like it when does he doesn’t hold back anymore but like I said most of the time he grunts and breathes heavily.

X: X-ray (what they’re like under there)

Like I said, more girthy than long.

Y: Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

It’s shockingly quite high, although it may not show when he’s near you expect him to be quite touchy most of the time waiting for you to get the signal. In simple terms he’s quite the horn dog.

Z: Zzz (how fast they go to sleep afterwards)

I’ll say it straight. He goes to sleep incredibly fast, but he won’t before he makes sure your cleaned up and settled down!

Iketeru Daga

A: Aftercare (how they treat you afterwards)

This boy will give you the best aftercare ever. You hungry? Ok he’ll go make something for you. You want to go for a drive? Ok he’ll take you for a drive. You want a shower/bath? Ok he’ll go prepare you one. You understand me now. He will double check your ok and cleaned up as best as possible. Will always make sure you’ve gone to the toilet afterwards and have had some water. Will fall asleep with you in his arms always whilst reading to you.

B: Body (his fav part of his body and yours)

His favourite part of his body will be his hands, not only because they’re pleasing to the eye but because he knows his long fingers can make you come undone very quickly and easily and that gives him somewhat of a boost. His favourite part of your body to him will be your lips, he loves the feeling of them when he kisses you or when your kissing him anywhere (😏 /j)

C: Cum (well I’m pretty sure you can gather what I mean)

He loves seeing his cum dripping down your face, the way it leaves a shine along your face just looks so pretty to him. So he prefers to cum over your face or in your mouth to where he can see it dripping down yourself. Don’t get me wrong he’d love to cum in you but he’s responsible and would rather wait until you both want a child so he doesn’t need to worry about getting you pregnant.

D: Dirty Secret (a secret of theirs that they haven’t told)

He likes to be choked. Awhile back you had no clue until you accidentally did and that’s when the game got even more interesting. He really just overall loves seeing you in charge.

E: Experiance (Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s had a few girlfriends in the past but never gone as far as to do more than make out with them, he’s always said he’d save it for the when the right person comes along and he knows it the right person. But he very much does know what he’s doing, he knows how to make you feel good, he’s done plenty of research.

F: Favourite Position (which he prefers to do)

Reverse cowgirl. He absolutely loves you riding him and if it means reverse cowgirl it allows him to smack your ass and fondle it, also allows him to easily guide you with your hips. Damn he goes berserk when your in this position I tell you.

G: Goofy (do they laugh or are they the serious type)

Do I even need to say? Of course he’s going to be goofy, the man laughs at dick jokes. However once he starts laughing that’s it, he won’t be able to stop for awhile, it’s honestly become uncontrollable.

H: Hairy (shave? Unshaven?)

Honestly, he leaves it down to you and what you prefer, he doesn’t mind if you prefer shaven or not either way he’ll go with what you like.

I: Intamicy (how they’re like in bed)

Probably the slow but long stroke type of guy. He loves the way you start to become impatient and fidgety. He loves the look in your eyes when he’s facing you.

J: Jack Off (Do they? Or not?)

He only will if he hasn’t seen you for a few days or hasn’t been able to do anything with you. He prefers doing it with you actually.

K: Kink (What kinks they have)

Choking, Food Play, Cockwarming, Spit, Praise

L: Length (how big they are)

Longer than girthy, he reaches about 7.5 inches, he can definitely reach the high spots.

M: Motivation (what gets them going)

When you start to praise him, especially with “good boy” that will get him going almost immediately, it just switches something on in his mind so very quickly.

N: No (something they will not do)

He’s willing to try most things as long as you feel safe and he feels safe and you both know to be careful and know how far to go with everything.

O: Oral (which they prefer)

He prefers receiving than giving, he just loves being able to watch you go down on him and struggle. But when you want some he will be more than happy to give.

P: Pace (how fast they go)

Life I previously said, he’s the type of guy that goes slow but he makes sure he’s hitting all the right spots that you like and that gets you going.

Q: Quicke (do they do them?)

He prefers to not have them but if it comes down to it and you really want one he will do so, but don’t expect it to become a regular thing.

R: Risk (are they one for taking a risk?)

Oh he’s scarred many peoples eyes and mind because he simply “forgot” to lock the door and close the curtains/blinds. Poor Uramichi as if he hadn’t enough going on. He doesn’t really want to risk getting you pregnant though, so he will use a condom.

S: Stamina (how many rounds can they go for)

He can go for a straight 3 or more rounds, it normally stops when it’s you that can’t take anymore not the other way round, he always waits until you’ve had your pleasure before he’ll stop.

T: Toys (do they use them)

Now he’d never admit it, but before you two started being sexual he had quite the few toys. He most likely had a flashlight, tenga egg and a cock ring for example. Them type of ones.

U: Unfair (are they fair)

He’s the fairest of them all, he’d make sure your getting what you need and than sort himself out, he’s never once been unfair to you.

V: Volume (how loud they are)

Now…this mans a full on moaner and he has no shame about it. He honestly has that type of pretty moan too, where he whimpers at the same time and he will not look away either. Oh and if your the one sucking him off, be prepared because he can’t hold back at all, it’s honestly like heaven to him.

X: X-ray (what they’re like under there)

As already said he’s quite long compared to others, he reaches about 7.5 inches.

Y: Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

Probably around average but if you get him going well-

Z: Zzz (how fast they go to sleep afterwards)

Will not go to sleep no matter what before you, it always has to be you that falls asleep first before he can fall into a slumber. He always wants to know your safe. And plus if you’ve fallen asleep he will clean you up if you haven’t already, and will leave some water and paracetamol next to you for when you wake up and if he leaves before you in the morning or wakes up before you he’ll always leave a little note next to you too.