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[whotfisoli]

Finding out his name is Harrier had NO RIGHT to be that heart breaking. I don't even know why I'm this sad. Something bout the whole troubled times thing and how it was to keep him safe. Jesus.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

calling kenjaku mommy (not in a sexual way i think i have to preface that)🐑

tbh i’m calling them mommy in whatever way they’ll allow lambnon ………… suguru is the ultimate mommy always and forever but i do think it’d be funny to call kenny that knowing 1) they are a Mother 2) they’d give you the most deadpan stare of all time 💀

[doomzday-zone]

Why do you stick with old blender, it's literally free? 🫵 👁️👁️

my computer is old as fuck<33333 im working with the limitations of the beautiful windows 8 OS<333333 and blender 2.79 just so happens to be the only latest version that had windows 8 support and runs good and doesnt lag every two seconds<33333333 also im just used 2 it. if you can do everything the same as the newer versions(albiet the newer versions make it a little easier ig besides making all the shortcuts n shit 10x worse :skull:) then why change it lol..... i havent genuinely run into an issue i couldnt find a workaround for or couldnt do w a slightly out-of-date technique. ik our world is all about tech upgrades these days but like if professionals before me haved used the same shit to make better products thats good enough for me! windows 10 isnt better than windows 8 you can just play bigger games and get viruses easier etc<3

[jellyfishsthings]

Spencer Reid Masterlist:

Guide: Smut ●, Angst ☆, Fluff <3

Kissing in the office <3 by @reidalert

Sleepy Needy Spence ● by @nereidprinc3ss

Work call during the act ● by @nevvdrinksteaa

Pregnancy Announcement (sort of) , vol.2 <3

by @pathologicalreid

"I'm not sleeping with Reid" ● by @incognit0slut

Headcannons <3 by @rafesgfs

Well-kept secret ☆ < 3 by @astrophileous

Work place environment by @nereidprinc3ss

Glasses <3, vol. 2 <3 , vol.3 ● by @luveline, @atlabeth and @raekensluver

Falling asleep on his shoulder, vol.2 <3

by @inkdrinkerworld and @bklynsboys

Please don't have somebody waiting for you <3

by @cerisereids

Being a menace, vol.2 <3 (tho it is suggestive kinda) by @in-another-april and @incognit0slut

Comforting him <3 by @little-miss-dilf-lover

Sleep Deprivation <3 by @faunalune

I love this too much ● by @reiderwriter

Sneaking around ● by @nereidprinc3ss

First Time ● by @luveline

Between the books ● by @reidmotif

Whiny and Spoiled ● by @nereidprinc3ss

Hyper Independent <3 by @inkdrinkerworld

New haircut <3 by @inkdrinkerworld

Waking up with kisses <3 by @secretlovezz

No vacancy <3 @kiss-inthekitchen

Reuniting after prison (Hotch!reader) ☆<3

by @pathologicalreid

Being a munch ● by @lis-likes-fics

Me while watching CM ● by @an1t4k

High Heels <3 by @guiltyasreid

Decoy ● by @violetrainbow412-blog

Tech analyst reader <3 by @moonstruckme

Mixed Messages (series) by @easy-there-leftovers

Addicted to you ● @spencerreidenjoyer

Drunk confessions <3 by @nereidprinc3ss

Proposals <3 by @reidmania

Plastic Hearts (Gideon!reader) ☆ by @atlabeth

I might be in love (Prentiss!reader)

by @januaryembrs

This hurts but in a good way ☆

by @aliteralsemicolon

Heavenly sweet ● by @reidsfilm

His hands, vol.2 ● by @raekensluver and @t1red-twillight

Coming home late <3 by @fairysongs

Soft Intimacy <3 by @t1red-twilight

Missed Lunches (Gideon!reader)☆

by @mindfullycriminal

Grounded (Hotch!reader) <3 by @rreids

His kisses <3 ● by @inkdrinkerworld

50 shades <3 by @rumplereids

Dad!Spence:

Paternity leave <3 by @radiant-reid

Mini Doctor <3 by @reidsdaisies

Hard to say no <3 by @radiant-reid

Lamby goes to work <3 by @cerisereids

Everything in the world <3 by @lis-likes-fics

Daddy's girl <3 by @midniteluv

Toddlerus Interruptus <3 by @reid-fiction

Midnight Scaries <3 by @reid-fiction

Early labor <3 by @rumplereids

Other Masterlists:

Masterlist 1 by @pathologicalreid

Masterlist 2 by @radiant-reid

Masterlist 3 by @slowburningechoes

Note: sorry some of the tags may not work my Tumblr is acting up, also a Spencer Reid fic should be posted sometime soon

[missmeinyourbones]

i just want to confess before the end of the year , but i really do appreciate you L ♡

your writing is magnificent , i happened to stumble into your "love is to .." series ( your first piece btw , i'm still quite proud of myself for being one of the firsts >< ) and it completely altered my brain chemistry.

it's rare to see writing like yours , so tender and laced with love ! you inspired me to write as well , and i'm eternally grateful to you for it ♡ ꒰ ᐟᐟ ´ ˘ ` ᐟᐟ ꒱

so whenever you feel sad , lonely , or unsure of yourself .. or just when you are having mean thoughts about yourself , remember how much impact you have made to us , your readers and friends !

not everything your mind says are facts ! but what is a fact is that you are deeply , and truly loved. by so so many.

thank you again L , thank you for existing and thank you for spreading love ♡꒰ ु ˊ ˘ `꒰ ू´ ˘ ` ू ꒱

- 🐑 lambie ..

oh my god.... this is so nice... like... far nicer than i deserve please i cant handle it thank you omg...

YES MY FIRST TOUYA PIECE!!!! to love is to accept ;p that one will always have a special place in my heart so the fact that you've been around long enough to remember that one ??? and like it ??? is like insane to me lol ????

no but like seriously this is wayyyyy too nice i cannot believe you took the time to send this to me. that is so so so so sweet and i cant believe i played any part in inspiring you to write ???? this is too nice for me im just a girl who doesn't have enough strength or thank yous to accurately say what messages like these mean to me so just know that i appreciate this more than you will ever know and i am crying like a little baby in bed

[acis-arts]

BLAAARRGGHH I LOVE SWAP AUS !!!!! Your artstyle is so silly and I just love seeing narilamb in your style . makes the lil lamby in my head very happy :3 hab a nice day !!!

Thank you so much!!!! The artsyle I've been using is kind of a new artsyle I've been trying out, I'm happy that so many people love it!! I hope you have a nice week! Here's more Swap NariLamb again :3

[nkplanet]

LUCKY GIRL SYNDROME — NISHIMURA RIKI

2 — SO SWEET

PAIRING — IDOL!NI-KI X YOUTUBER!READER SYNOPSIS — NISHIMURA RIKI’S GIRLFRIEND IS A WELL-KNOWN YOUTUBER. UNFORTUNATELY, HIS FRIENDS, HIS COMPANY, AND HIS FANS BELIEVE THAT HE’S JUST A DELUSIONAL FAN OF HERS.

BACK TO MASTERLIST — PREV — NEXT TAGLIST — CLOSED — @sunpov @lukesboo @lambys-stuff @rikisgeef @hiekoo @sol3chu @sakiimeo @joyzluvr @femmefqtqle @1lovestrawberrymilk @jakeyverse @xeee334 @erisasleep @kyanmeai @sunooluuvr @dreeki @laurradoesloveu @kittsnewera @illvding @d-dilemma @unhakki @greentulip @clampclover @yourmyst4r @randomanothercreature @mheretoreadff @wintabite NOTE — thank you all sm for the love on chapter 1!! no update tomorrow bc i’m at work 😔😔 but chapter 3 will be up on sunday after the grand prix :)

[skyartworkzzz]

Fires a yurification beam at your narilamb

WELL SHIT HERE YOU FUCKING GO!!!!!!!!!

IVE BEEN THINKing about how mine would look like AND HONESTLY they kinda hard to figure out a design for without making it look Not Like Them yk 😭

BUT for the most part they stay pretty much the same, including Lamby's pronouns! (they/them) <3

ONLY DIFFERENCES ARE: - Narinder (Narindra? Narina?? (ptbr speakers do not laugh- /j) ) has lower-lid eyelashes and eyeshadow cuz we love a goth woman in this house 😌 - Also a choker cuz we love goth women in this hous- (this one I based on @/circuscountdowns' design for their own yuri narilamb sobs) - Lambert (Lambrina?? Lambreta??? Yes Ik the latter sounds funny hi) would have longer hair but usually tied up to a ponytail - Also top scars for them cuz I said so! :D

[the-s1lly-corner]

HIIIII If requests are still open, can I ask a Jax x fem reader?

The reader is a sheep that always sleeps and has a cloud where she sleeps? Preferably romantic :3 although there is no problem if you decide to make it platonic ^O^

Jax x fem!sheep!reader !

probably going to do this request and one more then call it a night! getting kind of sleepy earlier than usual since i feel a lil ill </3

putting this in with the jax fiddles with pieces of your clothing; if the reader has wool hes going to fiddle with it, at least the outer layers of it since i dont think he would go as far as to just go elbow deep (im literally just imaging the readers body just. being a ball of fluff, and nothing else, since im not sure how much of a body the digital body would give them like. solid. ness. because for a lot of these im still thinking with like. 'digital physics' or something) (also when kinger falls into the gloink hole you can see into the bottom of his robe and you cant see his 'feet' so idk how much is like. made and rendered in universe)

okay random tangent aside, i think he would also mess with your sheep ears

makes "baa" noises at you as well as puns, loves seeing you roll your eyes at his jokes

"oh cottonball, im having some trouble falling asleep!" "you dont need to.. oh nevermind.."

has probably attempted to climb onto your cloud when its low enough for him to reach

"dont think you can get rid of me that easily" or something along those lines before taking up most of the clouds space

if the cloud can move around he probably guides it about to torment the other members when you arent around

i know its the digital world and they dont need to sleep, but i like to think that he starts to sleep just to cuddle with you on the cloud (he likes the cloud, comfy and it also satisfies his fiddling thing)

nicknames/petnames consist of things like "cottonball", "lamby" "mittens", but also stereotypical names people give their sheep and lambs (according to good)

"omg hi lambert! hey wait where are you going?" *you ascending up on your cloud*

i know this doesnt tie too much into the sheep theme, but general hc is that i think he would like bunny kisses. quick ones, but bunny kisses none the less

[yellowflowrs]

Wait I just realised maybe I forgor 💀 idk

Did the Carillonneur have their own Aym and Baal? I don't remember if you mentioned them ever having "keepers" like Nari did?

Maybe they did and got a bit hungy? I feel like they'd just eat them and then revive them to eat again since the Carillonneur is a bit silly like that. Silly lamby :)

Also hi! <3

Hello!!

And Yep! These are their disciples, Cain and Abel. I posted these guys a little while back. They’re very small in size

They were created from one of the ribs that are poking out from Carillonneur’s body, and they actually love the two very much but in the past they DID accidentally kill them via squishing, so now the two go on their own journeys in the land of the dead and leave Carillonneur on their own for months at a time.

But honestly they aren’t distant because of the past-squishing-incidents it’s more so because Carillonneur is like an overbearing parent bwehheh

[objectum-culture-is]

Objectum culture is rambling at this blog, lol.

I have multiple partners, but I just need to ramble about my BRAT of a boyfriend.

The oldest (in comparison to knowing them) partner I have is Lamby. Lamby is my first ever plush, I got him for my first Easter (I was only about 3 months old then). Ironically, he's the newest as a partner rather than a platonic friend. I'm a little ditzy and I assumed our partnership felt different because "I've known him all my life, of course we're unbelievably close in a way nothing else can match!"

The rascal had a CRUSH ON ME, and I only realized it because while working on a page for him, he told me he "found out he was actually demiromantic, not aromantic" while being all flustered.

You're telling me. I nearly lose you 3 times. Because once you get dirty in a really bad way and I'm scared I can't clean you. Then you go missing at my house. And THEN you go missing and get RAN OVER and LOSE AN EYE before someone on Facebook sees my pleas to bring you home.

AND NOW YOU TELL ME?!?!?

I love him, so very much, but he is a big ol brat.

Also to anyone I know irl who thinks they recognize me with how specific this is, I bet you do. Hiiii I'm not ashamed, you can ask me about him and I'll ramble your ear off :33

—🐏 anon!

Lamby sounds like a hoot and half, and I'm sorry he's gone missing so many times and gotten so injured, but I'm glad you found him and are with him again now ^^

[fluentmoviequoter]

request for dalton lambert and prompt 17?

congrats on 100 followers, your work is amazing <3

Thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy! :)

Warnings: fluff, established relationship, Dalton likes nicknames, teasing (with love). 0.7k+ words.

A/N: There are new Dalton gifs, so now I must write enough fics to use every single one of them (I don't make the rules).

100+ Followers Celebration Masterlist Here

Prompt 17: "Get your own nickname."

As you accompany Chris and Dalton back to the dorms, you listen to their bickering with a smile. Since you met Chris, you’ve never heard her call Dalton anything other than Dolphin. He doesn’t seem to mind the nickname, and since you’ve been dating almost as long as you’ve been at school, you feel that you’ve earned the right to call him something other than his name. Chris says she has plans and waves as she walks past the dorm. Dalton guides you to his room and lets you in, sighing as he sits at his desk and looks through his bag. You sit on his bed, watching his back, and decide to see how he reacts to a nickname.

“Well, looks like it’s just you and me for once. We could finally have another date night.” You can’t hide your smirk as you ask, “Right, Dolphin?”

Dalton freezes, then slowly turns to face you.

“What did you call me?” He asks quietly.

“Dolphin.”

“Come here.”

You stand, then take a dramatic step to stand by Dalton. He looks up at you from his chair, cocking his head as his jaw ticks.

“What’s wrong?”

“You called me Dolphin.”

“Yeah,” you agree, nodding as you rest your hands on Dalton’s shoulders. “Is that a problem?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.” You pull your hands back and put a little distance between you and him. “I’m sorry, I just thought, you know, Chris calls you that and I didn’t know you had a problem with it.”

“I need you to do something,” he interjects, leaning forward to close the gap you created. You nod, which he takes as an agreement, and makes his request. “One, don’t apologize. Two, don’t ever call me Dolphin again. It’s not a problem when Chris does it and I’m not mad at you or anything, but…”

“You don’t like me to call you that,” you finish quietly.

He grabs your hips, pulls you back into your original position, then raises your hands to his shoulders. When he has you where he wants you, he looks back up to you and smiles.

“Get your own nickname,” he demands.

“That’s your problem? You want me to give you a pet name?” You ask with an incredulous laugh.

“Absolutely,” Dalton confirms seriously, nodding.

“Fine.” You bend over slightly to look into his eyes. “Baby, honey, handsome, love, puppy, stud muffin, darling, handsome.”

With each nickname you suggest, Dalton's smile grows, and his face inches closer to yours. When you see he’s about to kiss you, you stand up so he can’t reach you. Removing your hands from his shoulders, you begin walking backward to the door and watch as he pouts.

“Cupcake, cookie, cowboy, prince, lovebug,” you add a name with each step back. “Which one do you like?”

“It’s your nickname. You get to choose,” Dalton says, watching you closely.

You nod and raise a hand to your chin, tapping your finger against it as you pace in front of his door.

“What if I like Dolphin?” you ask, looking over.

“Not your nickname.”

“Raphael?”

“The ninja turtle?” Dalton asks, his surprise overpowering his previous emotions.

“No, the artist.”

“Oh. If that’s what you like.”

“I hate it.”

“Me too," Dalton agrees, relief in his voice.

You laugh as you sit on the far end of Dalton’s bed, collapsing onto it. “So, Chris’s is a play on your name. Dalty?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Daltinator.”

“That’s somehow worse.”

You hear him take a step, and then the bed sinks beside you. As he reaches his hand toward you, you have another idea.

“Lamby, or Lambo? For your last name.”

Dalton is silent, and his hand hovers above your leg. You look to the side and see him staring at the wall.

“Dalton?”

“Those are workable,” he says, letting his hand fall to your leg.

“You like them,” you accuse playfully.

Dalton shrugs and moves closer to you.

“My next one was muffin,” you add as you close your eyes.

“Why?”

“Hungry.”

Dalton laughs and offers to take you to dinner, but you decline and roll over to face him.

“Let’s stay in tonight, Lamby, I wanna see if you blush every time I say it or just the first few.”

[artichao]

been playing a lot of cotl to relax these days, it was only inevitable i'd be back to doing fanart about it LMAO

i didn't particularly like how i drew lamby in the past, so i wanted to draw them alongside a few other notable characters in my style/interpretation :> this way, i can have more fun drawing them!:

as a reference point, here's how i drew lamby 2 years ago:

it is a nice style! but doesn't feel very me is all, so that's why i'm giving them an upgraaade~

i always love how emphasised lamby's cuteness is (especially in the recent Pilgrim comic), very much "aww how dangerous can they really be?". i'm a big fan of "looks cute, can kill you" so i'm trying to go more for that instead of the gremlin energy i used to give them. :>

oh yeah, i also found this kinda old wip:

may or may not continue this ;3 so anyway ~

[aychama]

Hey, fallowing that line of "when the lamb becomes a king" is it looking more like a betrayals thing, (where lamby sticks to their "revenge kill all bishops" guns or does it look more like a "lamb to nari: i like you, hava a biscuit (keep your life)/ lamb to other bishops: *god of war theme starts playing*

And if its the later, does it still result in lamb taking the crown, or does nari give up the crown.

(Ps. I love your work, its amazing ad plot be plotting, but i love these two gay fucking idiots that have the communication skills of cavemen, so always a little scared they wont get a happy ending when i get into a new au. Not trying to tell you what to do or anything just curious)

I give you guys half a sentence of spoiler and look what happenes shıdkdld /lh

Thank youuu <3 You guys are welcome to guess but I wont say how or when Lambert becomes king ❤️

[harrysfolklore]

Yaaaas to the photographer blurb!!

here it is ! photographer!yn and harry’s first meeting <3 this is also my entry for @harry-on-broadway’s writing challenge !! the dialogue i picked is in bold 💖💖 hope you like this

PHOTOGRAPHER!YN INSTA BLURB

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Life could take crazy turns sometimes.

And as YN arrived to the location where she was going to shoot the latest cover for Rolling Stone magazine, the only thing she could think about was how her life was about to change forever.

It wasn't just any magazine cover, it was Rolling Stone's first ever global cover, and the person on it was no other than the world's most wanted man, Harry Styles.

It was safe to say that she was very shocked when she got the email inviting her to be the person behind the camera for the occasion, and she was even more gobsmacked when she found out that Harry himself suggested that she was the ideal person to shoot his cover.

Turns out, Harry found out about her through his photographer and friend Anthony Pham, and ever since he saw her pictures he knew he needed to work with her.

And he didn't want to admit it yet, but he thought she was absolutely gorgeous.

Taking a deep breath and with her camera gear in hand, YN approached the group of people gathered in the location getting everything ready for the shoot, and she felt a bit of relief when she spotted Harry Lambert, someone who she knew and had worked with in the past.

"YN, you're here ! I was waiting for you." Lambert said as he bend down a little to give her a hug as a greeting, YN hugging him back and her nerves calming down a bit already.

"It's so good to see you again, Lambert. But I'm not late am I?" being late was one of YN's biggest pet peeves and the mention of Lambert waiting for her sent alarms to her brain.

"Oh no dear, you're not, I was just eager to show you the looks we picked for the shoot. Who's actually quite late is our boy Harry, which is rare for him." and before you could reply, a voice made both of you turn around.

"Come on Lamby, don't go around putting on a bad word for me." Harry said as he walked in, wearing comfortable clothes and with a cup of coffee in hand, his manager Jeffrey following behind.

"What can I say sue, the first impression is the one that matters." they joked around and YN coulnd't help but smile a bit, she could tell they were a great group of friends and not just coworkers.

However, YN's smile turned into a nervous expression when she noticed Harry approaching her.

"Hello, I'm Harry, It's so nice to finally meet you." YN thought it was quite endearing how he introduced himself by name even thought she was pretty sure everyone in the world knew it, and she allowed herself to stare at his eyes for a second before introducing herself.

"I'm YN, and It's really nice to meet you too, I was so eager to work with you." she said and a smile made its way to both of their faces. YN had worked with celebrities in the past and most of them were entitled, with a preppy attitude and overall rude for no reason, Harry however, gave her a warm and friendly vibe, he was someone down to earth and that was easy to tell.

"Harry! Time for clothes and makeup!" his manager called out for him and that was their cue to go their own ways, YN knew already this was going to be her best shooting.

A couple hours had passed and the shooting was going smoothly, they had moved to different locations and Harry had changed clothes multiple times.

YN found out that Harry was a great person to work with and he was easy to direct, on top of that he was really friendly and kept making conversation all the time.

Or more like, he kept teasing YN because according to him "she is really tiny and It's adorable how she carries her big cameras around", it was safe to say that YN's cheeks were constantly blushing.

"You know, I feel like I'm going to love this photoshoot so much to the point it will become my favorite." Harry said after a couple of flashes were snapped, a red and white jumpsuit whit a yellow cardigan adorning his body, he picked a flower that was laying around and decided to use it as a prob for the pictures.

"I mean, that would make me feel really accomplished" YN snapped a couple more pictures, she enjoyed capturing spontaneous moments when people in front of the camera where being their natural selves.

"You don't need my validation to feel proud of yourself though, you're an amazing photographer" he said as he posed of YN's camera, and she was glad the device was covering her face and he couldn't see her cheeks blushing once again.

"Thank you Harry, that's very nice of you" YN told him sincerely, and when she caught a glimpse of his eyes, she knew he had something on his mind that he was yet to tell her.

"You know, my current tour photographer needs to take a break to take care of some family stuff," he cautiously began, "And I'm going to need someone who can take his place, I know you did some tour photography before the pandemic, if you don't have any upcoming projects scheduled, I would be thrilled to have you on the road" and YN was completely taken back by the offer, not expecting to end the day with a new job opportunity, and a huge one.

Even though YN knew taking this opportunity would be life changing for her, she couldn't help but let intrusive thoughts cloud her head, "I mean, I'm really flattered for the offer, but I'm not sure if I'm the ideal person for the job," she hid behind her camera again, feeling slightly embarrassed all of the sudden.

"Of course you are, I wouldn't be offering you the job if I didn't think you were," he said and before the photographer could protest, he spoke again, "Besides, if you're not sure about all the traveling, we're doing residencies this time," YN could tell that he really wanted her to take the offer, and she knew she wanted too, but the little voice on his head was not on her side as usual.

"Look Harry, I'm really grateful for the offer and I know it'll be a great opportunity for me, but I need to meditate it a bit before I make a decision, okay?" and YN could see a small smile on his face caused by her response.

"Okay, but I'm not going down without a fight, just so you know!" he pointed the flower on his hand at her before, causing both to laugh before YN focused on photographing him again.

Another hour had passed and the photoshoot was successfully wrapped up, many crew members had said their goodbyes already and YN was putting away her camera equipment when Harry approached her again.

"So, have you made your mind up about the tour photographer position?" he told her with a mischievous expression, he wasn't lying with his previous statement about not going down without a fight, he had been mentioning the wonders about the job and persuading YN to take it at least every 15 minutes.

"You're really persistent, aren't you?" YN said as she put her backpack on her shoulder, a small smile on her own appearing on her face.

“I’ll take that as a compliment” and even thought YN completely missed the flirtatious tone on his voice, Harry definitely noticed how flustered she suddenly got.

"Look, I'll think about it," and that was enough for Harry to get giddy and excited already, "And I'll give you a reply by the end of the week, okay?" she said as they began to walk together towards where their cars were parked.

"That's wonderful, I can't wait to be tourmates with you, tiny."

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[chronic-escapixt]

His Rose ~ Part 3

(Kai Parker x Bennett OC fanfiction)

content warnings/tags ~ Dark fiction, CNC, dubcon, yandere, murder, abuse, trauma, innocence kink, dacryphilia, smut, masturbation, size kink, p in v, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, manipulation. Minors DNI

I don't claim ownership of The Vampire Diaries or its characters. All credits go to the rightful owner(s). I only own my original character(s).

Word count: 2.7k

K.P. Masterlist

His voice was silky in a way that sent shivers down her spine yet so sarcastic and humorous that he could make her smile and giggle like an airhead until it was beyond embarrassing. He talked with his hands so she learned to watch them more than his mouth, though he equally performed with his lips. The dark and silver rings he started wearing made them more of a spectacle and she fantasized about how his skilled fingers could pleasure and punish her body. 

Whether they were preparing for the eclipse or handling mundane activities, her mind drifted but she tended to keep her daydreams at bay.

Night was entirely another story.

All she had was her stuffed lamb to keep her company. While lamby was a good listener and offered the softest cuddles, she couldn’t stop thinking about how he would feel in her bed. Some nights she fully got off to the thought of him entering her room when he thinks she’s sleeping, feeling the bed dip under his weight, then the ripping of her nightdress from her skin, his strong arms hiking her legs over his shoulders and using her like a fucktoy for his pleasure like the gangsters and brutes would do to the pure damsels in her favorite novels, consumating a twisted romance built on passion and control. Pushing her face into the pillows she tried to quiet her moans but a few would slip free.

He was not only observant but hungry. He noticed everything, how she reacted to him when they were close, her muffled moans through the thin walls that left him throbbing all night, the way she took extra care to style her curls every morning, put on a little extra mascara, and exclusively dressed in flowy dresses and mini skirts. He knew what she wanted but she was too shy to ask for it so he had fun messing with her, breaking her down with his subtle advances until she was just as starved. He was a wolf and she was a fluffy unsuspecting bunny and as much as he craved her tender flesh, he loved the chase. 

One morning, he found her straining on her tiptoes to reach a jar of jam on a high shelf and came up behind her, grabbing it down with ease while caging her small form threateningly, staying there longer than necessary. The lingering proximity made her curse under her breath. His heat and scent intoxicating, lowering her inhibitions enough that her body betrayed her, arching into him. Brushing against his body for the briefest moment, enough to surprise him, making him intake a sharp breath and stiffen. He struggled to regain his composure as she turned and grabbed the jar from his hands with a rushed, “thank you.” 

She couldn’t slip out from under him before he snatched her wrists and pinned her to the marble counter, his primal growl rumbling in her ears.

“You feel that, kitten?” His hips bucked into her, pressing his hard-on against the groove of her ass. She responded with a gasp. “Don’t tell me you thought you were gonna’ grind your cute little ass on me then leave me all hot n’ bothered..”

She scoffed at him, “maybe I was… It’s not like you’re gonna’ do anything about it.” Her defiant body wriggled against him, in turn he snatched a fistful of her curls eliciting a desperate whine from the back of her throat.

“Such a brat.. m’ gonna’ have to fuck that outta’ you, huh?” He reached down, hiking up her skirt, fondling her mound which had grown damp with his teasing. “Always walking around in these tiny skirts, s’ like you’re begging me to ruin you,” he mused as he freed his cock, sliding her panties aside and finally plunging into her silky heat with one brutal thrust. 

“Hey, Kai… uhh Kai?” She pulled him from his mind-consuming fantasy. 

“… huh?” His throat bobbled.

“Can you grab that flour for me too? I’m making puff pastry for breakfast.” He placed the sack of flour on the counter, not taking his eyes off of her. 

“Do you want some?” With her head tilted to look up at him, doe eyes wide and soft lips forming that adorable pout, she looked way too corruptible. His pants strangled him. 

“I’d like that,” he rasped. 

So she started on the pastry while he slipped away to the bathroom where he rubbed one out to the thought of her pretty lips around his cock. 

Sticks crunched beneath their feet along the forest trail as they walked off their breakfast.

“If you could siphon my magic the whole time, why not do the locator spell yourself?” She asked.

Kai faced her, walking backwards a few paces ahead. “I already knew I could do it and since you’re the one who has to do the spell to get us out of here, I needed to make sure you could use your magic.”

“Could you show me?” Her sweet voice sounding small and slightly uncertain, made him stop in his tracks. She stepped toward him, holding out her hand. “I want you to siphon my magic…. It will come back right?” 

“Uh.. yeah. I’ll just take a little bit.” He reached toward her, but paused with a hesitant glance. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” 

She nodded with conviction, “Yes, I am.” 

He took her hand and concentrated. An orange glow blossomed to the surface of her skin, accompanied by a tingly feeling like tv static or a limb starting to fall asleep. He released a shaky breath before letting go of her. She touched her hand as the feeling faded.

He knelt down and hovered his palm over a patch of soil, uttering a short spell. Moments later, an white petaled wildflower grew up from the little sprout. He plucked it and handed it to her, tiny goosebumps shot up her arm when their fingers brushed each other.

“You’re really good with magic,” she commented.

“Actually, I was going for a rose, but a daisy is cool too, I guess..” He shrugged. He rubbed his lips together as his eyes took in her sultry mouth. Her perfect cupid’s bow and plump lips that looked edible and oh so tempting. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Her brow knit in curiosity.

His eyes flickered down. “I guess I’m kinda nervous.”

“Why?”

“Well- I mean- you’re like- you're really pretty,” he stammered, shifting nervously on his feet.

The butterflies in her stomach flapped their wings all at once, tickling her ribcage and a laugh burst out her mouth making her fluster more. “Thanks...” she whispered shyly.

“Ugh, just’ made it awkward, didn't I? Sorry. I have no filter sometimes…”

“It's okay. You’re really sweet.” She twirled the stem between her fingertips.

As he noticed the sun getting low an idea occurred to him.

“Where are you taking me?” She asked as they cut through heavy brush just off the trail.

“It’s a surprise,” he shot back with a wink.

He brought her to a clearing just before a rocky bluff that overlooked a crystal lake. The view was breathtaking, the orange sunset darkened to shades of red with purple fading in from above.

“Wow Kai, this is the most beautiful view I’ve ever s-” Her words left her when she noticed him stripping down, torso already bare as he discarded his belt. “What are you doing?”

He chuckled in response as he wordlessly rid himself of his cargo pants and stood only in boxer briefs. She tensed when he took quick strides toward her, scanning down his sculpted body with her eyes, snapping up from the prominent outline in his boxers the moment he spoke.

“Are you just gonna stare at me or are you gonna come?” His tone dripping with cockiness. 

“I-I wasn’t st- w-wha- come?!” It was her turn to stumble over her words.

He just shrugged, turned and ran before leaping over the edge. 

“Kai!” she called out.

He burst up to the water’s surface and waved her forward. “Come on, Rose!” 

“I-It’s too… cold,” she lied, hugging herself to sell her faux chills. 

“The water feels fineee,” he sang while floating on his back. 

“I don’t have a bathing suit!” 

“You don’t need one! C’mon, are you really gonna’ make me swim alone?” He pressured her with a pout.

Her weak resolve crumbled. “Okay fine...” 

He smiled to himself as she raised her shirt but stopped when she narrowed her eyes. “Turn around!” she ordered. He raised his hands in surrender before turning and resisting the temptation to peek while she removed her top and skirt and placed them neatly by his pile.

Heights were up there on her list of fears and the edge was at least 20 feet from the water.

“Am I allowed to turn back now?” His voice cut through her anxiety. She took a deep breath, reared back and dove in. 

He spun around when he heard the water splash, slightly impressed that she actually jumped in after him. The water stirred as she came up from the surface, eyes piercing like a siren, wet curls clinging to her body. An invisible tide seemed to draw them impossibly closer without touching. She leaned into his caress when he reached up to cup her cheek, his thumb moving to gently tug on her lower lip. He lifted her chin, moving closer, teasing her by hesitating a hair away from her lips before she eagerly gave into the mounting tension, pressing her mouth to his in a hungry kiss that he eagerly returned with the same fervor.

Their bodies were intertwined on the rocky shore as they greedily tasted each other. Her fingers tangled in the wet hairs at the nape of his neck, their lips becoming languid and sloppy before they parted in need of oxygen. 

“We should head back to the house,” he whispered against her skin.

“Wait, can we stay a little longer? It’s so beautiful out here,” she smiled up at the twilight sky, the atmosphere was perfect, “… and I need you right now.”

He reclaimed her lips and explored her body with his hands, her supple thighs, the soft skin of her waist, and the swell of breast. She knowingly reached back and unclasped her bra, letting the fabric fall before he caressed them, thumbs rubbing and tweaking the perked buds to her delight.

She eyed him carefully when he pulled away and asked, “Are you a virgin?” 

“... no.. I was with someone… once,” she admitted softly. 

“Did he make you cum?” 

“No.”

“Then it doesn’t count,” he stated matter-of-factly, leaving trails of fire in the wake of his fingers on her inner thigh. “Did he ever.. eat you?”

She swallowed as his touch neared her clothed core, “n-no…”

His chuckle warmed her skin, “I can take two of your firsts tonight, if you let me.”

“... yes… please…” She sounded so breathy and needy.

He lowered himself down her body, kissing every square inch of skin along the way before he reached her trembling core. Watching as he stripped her of her panties, the instinct to hide herself neutralized by the grip he kept on her inner thigh, his cold rings biting into her flesh. He studied her delicate flower, the swollen bud darkened with arousal. 

He inhaled her. "Rose, you're fuckin perfect.."

She blushed and whimpered when she felt him delve in with his warm tongue. Heat blossomed in her belly, hips uncontrollably bucked against his mouth. 

“Sit still for me, princess.”

She obliged as best she could, thankful for his anchor-like grip. His tongue moved with deliberate expertise, parting her puffy folds so he could drink her from the source, thrusting in and out, drawing whimpers and slick that he swallowed down like sweet nectar.

Her fingers carded themselves through his damp hair, tugging at the roots, his hum of approval vibrating against her heat. She clenched around his fingers when two slid in knuckle-deep, working her over the edge in quick tandem with his skillful tongue. Her moans spurred him on, so pornographic he would have doubted they escaped her shy little mouth. 

“Please… Kai, I-I’m gonna…” 

Each flick of his tongue and brush of his diligent fingers had her seeing stars, she didn’t want it to end. He built her up gradually until the harsh sucking of her clit toppled her over the edge. It was like music when she arched and released a chorus of moans into the twilight air. Her climax gushed into his mouth messily as he continued slurping her up, her body trembled and whimpered from oversensitivity. 

“Ahh.. mmm, Kai…” she pushed weakly at his shoulder.

He was a sinful vision, reluctantly pulling away to beam up at her with a cheshire grin, jaw glistening with her juices, lips pink and swollen. She was still reeling, curls disheveled and flat, mascara running, chest rising and falling, face red as a cherry as she tried to catch her breath. Kai ruined her so perfectly but he wanted to do so much more. He kissed her, letting her taste her lingering flavor on his lips.

Only a bit of maroon peeked out over the horizon, so they hurried back to the house before it was completely dark. 

Her back barely touched the duvet before he pounced, grabbing at her waist and thighs to position her legs at either side of the bed, sucking on her neck and collarbone, fingers digging into her skin as they roamed likely to leave a mosaic of bruises by morning, but he relished in the little whimpers that escaped when he groped her a little too hard or bit down on the tender skin behind her ear, before soothing it with wet kisses. He impatiently rut his hips into hers, their moans harmonizing at the contact.

“Kaiiii…” she whined, too drunk on him feel ashamed of her neediness, “please…” 

He smiled down at her, satisfied with his work. 

Upon freeing his cock and stepping out of his briefs his member stood tall against his abdomen, already pulsing with need as precum pearled at the flushed tip. She audibly gasped at the sight. 

He grin at this. “ya’ nervous, sweets? Wondering’ how my big cock is gonna’ fit inside you, huh?” he teased her while giving himself a few good pumps.

“Pleaseee.. fuck me already,” she begged, the anticipation made her legs twitch and core clench with need.

He swallowed her desperate pleas, claiming her mouth in a sloppy kiss of clashing tongues while collecting the arousal from her puffy folds with the head of his cock. Her breath hitched as he stretched past her tight resistance. He paid close attention, careful not to get lost in his own pleasure. He did want her to enjoy it too so she’d come back for more. 

“Breathe, baby… I’m only half way- fucking god… you’re so tight…”

She sucked in a full breath as silent tears spilled down her cheeks but he kissed them away, savoring the salty fluid like a treat he earned, one he was determined to taste again.. and again. A broken sob escaped her lips when he sank the rest of the way in, her tight walls pulsing violently as she melded to his length.

“There’s no way you’re not a virgin…” he groaned, muscles straining as he waited for her to adjust. Her tears stopped but eyes still glistened beautifully. Trembling legs wrapped around his waist, his cock so overwhelmingly deep she could feel him in her belly, her core still drawing him deeper begging for more.

“please, I’m ready….” she breathed out.

His thrusts began with a steady rhythm, their moans mingling together with the creaking bed frame. “You’re.. taking me so well,” he croaked, closing his eyes to savor the way her velvet walls swallowed up each thrust, quickly reducing him to a sloppy, moaning mess. He rubbed her tender clit, making her belt out her orgasm before releasing his own. 

Their spent bodies curled up together.

Rose stirred in bed, feeling around for his warmth when her eye popped open and confirmed his absence. Her shower thoughts were filled with the memories of his diligent hands, wicked tongue and massive cock that she felt in the residual aching of her sex. While scrunching conditioner through her hair she wondered why Kai wasn’t there when she woke up, her imagination running wild with the idea that their amazing night together was maybe not so great for him. But Rose tried to think the best, like she did with most things but her doubts nagged at her until she found him in the kitchen, standing over a hot skillet of pancakes. The table set with fresh orange juice, bacon and eggs that she shockingly didn’t smell earlier. 

Kai turned when he heard her come in. 

“Morning,” he greeted with a chaste kiss to her forehead and a bouquet of red roses he pulled from behind. She stared, unsure what to say. Her stunned silence unnerved him so he piped up, “I woke up really early and you were still sleeping so I didn’t want to wake you… and we were running low on food, so I went to the store and I found these roses that reminded me of y-” She interrupted his ramblings with her lips, instantly reassuring him. He smiled against her mouth.

“What was that for?”

“To thank you.”

“Oh… any time, Rosy.” 

“Rosy?” She giggled at the nickname. 

“Well, your face gets all rosy when we’re together,” his breath tickled her ear, “and now I know you blush everywhere else too…”

She poked him in the ribs playfully. “Kaiiii..” she whined as he nipped at her neck. 

Thick smoke started rising from the skillet. “Kai.. Kai! Your pancakes are burning!” 

“Oh shit!”