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# #. FIRST DATE !!

featuring: heartslaybul - octavinelle !! it looks as if they've finally mustered up the courage to ask you out on a date !! but before they can start celebrating, they suddenly remember- there's still so much to do !! figuring out outfits, making good impressions, and most importantly- figuring out where to go! so, where do they take you out for your first date?

I think ive been reading too many shoujo manga / manhwa- but can you blame me?? also love songs are just AAAA !! especially Indian songs. desi songs and movies in general are usually so romantic!! And they give great ideas! anyway, hope you all enjoy this !!

# #. RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Riddle's idea of a first date is probably teaching you all the queen of hearts rules while drinking tea or something. Luckily, Cater or Trey butt in- telling him that a study session probably isn't the best idea. Especially since the two of you already meet up a few times per week to do just that. Riddle eventually agrees, he should give you a memorable and exciting experience, one that the two of you could learn from. So what better than a library date ?

Riddle waits near the dark mirror for you, a blank look on his face as he thinks to himself. This was his first ever date. A date that he could only pray went right. Of course, being the absolute perfect housewarden there was, Riddle researched on what to do for a date and how to go about it. His room was filled with books and papers, all holding some type of romantic content in them; mainly ‘shoujo’ manga, a genre Cater suggested. They gave a great insight on how certain dates were supposed to go, including this library date he was trying to accomplish.

The sound of footsteps snaps Riddle out of his daze, and he quickly turns, only to find you standing before him. And when I say his face flushes, it flushes. If possible, he’s even redder than his hair, eyes wide and mouth agape as he stares. How could you get even more beautiful? Riddle’s and absolute flustered mess as he makes eye contact with you- even a simple task such as looking into your eyes has his heart aching. And once you laugh at his flushed face- there’s no coming back.

Just a quick glance at Riddle has you sighing, it looks as if you’d have to take the lead here. Taking the housewardens hand in your own, you cant help but notice how soft it is against your own. And of course Riddle looses his composure once more. You can't help but laugh, eventually he’d get used to this. It isn’t until you reach the library where he eventually calms down. Riddle glances over to you, a smile forming on his face. He suddenly had the great idea to take you to the romance section.

# #. TREY CLOVER

It was two days before your date, and Trey still didn't have a good idea for your first date. Don't get him wrong, he had been planning the date out for a while now. But there were so many things he wanted to do, so many dates he could choose from. It was difficult to pick just one. So now, as he stands in his kitchen, a mini shortcake in his hand, he suddenly has a great date idea. A sweet and romantic one!! And what was sweeter than a picnic date !!

Trey begins working while preparing for an upcoming unbirthday party. He set pastries and goodies off to the side, decorated and pretty just for you. A smile forms on his face as he places them in a picnic basket, taking off his apron. Cookies, cakes, and cinnamon buns were on one side, while sandwiches, crepes, and biscuits were on the other. He had already set up a place in the rose maze, in the middle of a small clearing where tea parties would sometimes occur. White roses lined the maze walls, complementing the blanket sprawled on the grass. In the center was a vase of red roses he picked out for you. It was the perfect place to have a picnic date!

Trey waits for you near the gardens entrance, a few roses in his hand. He looked calm, as always of course. To many, he didn’t have much of a need to be nervous. He prepared a beautiful lunch, filled with pastries and snacks. The date was located in the prettiest place in the rose maze, decorated nicely and pleasing to the eye. His clothes were ironed and pressed, complementing his aesthetic nicely. Most would praise him for being so prepared- telling him that you would love it. Yet Trey couldn’t help but feel anxious, palms sweaty as he griped the roses stems tightly. It’s fine, he was fine, everything was fine.

But once Trey heard your voice he froze. His head jerked up to face you, a pink flush on his cheeks. You were already looking up at him, a bright smile on your face. Trey couldn't help but laugh, mimicking your smile while holding his hand out to take your own. He led you through the rose maze, liking the feeling of your hand in his own. It didn't take too long to reach the picnic blanket, and once you saw Trey’s set up- you suddenly had the urge to jump around and spin and squeal. It was so obviously from the heart that you couldn’t help but swoon. Trey smiled, opening the picnic basket to take out some sandwiches, by the expression on your face he hoped you liked them!!

# #. CATER DIAMOND

There’s so many date ideas to choose from !! From cafes to arcades- it’s just so hard to just pick one alone ! However, Cater had something cooking in the back of his mind. He needed something classic, like from a movie or TV show! But it had to be special and romantic, and of course, heart stopping. It had to be something that could impress you…. Like something from a shoujo manga ! And what was more romantic than an amusement park date?

Cater can just imagine the scene before him. He finds you standing in front of the park’s entrance, eyes focused on the birds before you, so different from the ones in your world. You’re smiling, soft and gently as you fiddle with your phone case- the one he specifically bought for you. Flower petals are floating around you, drifting in the breeze. He can’t help but notice how similar they are to the ones he’d find in the rose maze. Cater had always imagined how’d they look like in a romantic setting.

Cater cant help but reciprocate your smile as he watches you indulge in your own little world. But as much as he would love to just watch you, this was an interactive date! Plus his hands are just itching to take a picture!! Especially since your outfit is just so adorable! You’re dressed in comfortable, yet stylish summer clothes. And what do you know ! Your somehow matching with him, what a fun coincidence !! (He totally didn’t bribe Grim into telling him what you were gonna wear)

Cater giggles to himself, bringing out his phone to surprise you. Suddenly a loud ‘click!’ comes from your right, and you turn to see none other than your favorite ginger. The smile on your face grows tenfold as you run up to him. Cater can’t help when his heart stutters, butterflies fluttering in his stomach when you look at him. He shoves the feeling down, taking your hand in his own to guide you into the park. There was something more important on his mind- he just had to get you on the Ferris wheel before this date ends!!

# #. DEUCE SPADE

Deuce would definitely take you out on a motorcycle- or rather- blastcycle date !! He probably asked his mom the idea- as he was far too flustered to come up with the plan himself. I mean, you actually accepted ! He was so sure you'd turn him down. You knew so much about Deuce, his old life, how bad he was as a kid… he was sure your opinion of him would be tainted with disgust. So now, as he stands before ramshackle, he can’t help but wonder if this is all real.

A bouquet of roses is held tightly in his grip, almost breaking the stems with how much he's shaking. His face is ignited, a hot and heavy blush on his face as he awaits by the door. His minds running a mile a minute, doubt sinking into his chest. Deuce had never been on a real date before. And he wouldn’t count the ones from his delinquent days to be romantic per say. This was his first ever date. A date with the prefect. He couldn’t mess this up- for either of your sakes.

A light sigh escapes Deuce’s lips as he nervously knocks on Ramshackles beaten door. His heart was pounding in his chest, beating far faster than it ever had in track. However, as the click of the door finally registers in his ears, Deuce can just feel his once racing heart stop. His breath hitches, eyes softening as the door opens fully. Your pretty eyes quickly met his own, causing him to almost drop the roses in his hand. A bright smile rested on your face. A smile that easily grasped his heart and held it to your own. absolutely beautiful.

….Your hands are wrapped tightly around his waist as you get onto the blastcycle, body pressed up against his own. He flushed further, feeling your head rest on his back, watching the sunset as you approach the beach. You sit there refined, fully unaware (your doing this on purpose) of Deuce's heart dilemma. It was only the beginning of the date yet he was already on cloud nine. Sevens, he’s gonna become a bowl of hot lava by the end of this !!

# #. ACE TRAPPOLA

Ace had been on many dates before. He once had a girlfriend, a partner. He knew how to make someones heart swell. He knew how to make your heart flutter and soften for him. He knew how a date worked, what to do and where to go. But this time it was special. This time he was going out with you, the prefect. Like others, he had to pick the perfect place. So as he watched snow fall gently to the floor and the school lamps emit a faint light, Ace couldn't help but feel soft. And before he knew it, the perfect idea struck. Ice skating in the city !!

Since it was winter it wasn’t hard to find a nice, frozen, lake that was close, and having the help of the dark mirror made it easier to travel wherever. Usually, Ace would leave his date to figure out where to go on their own, as they were the ones to ask him out in the first place. Yet, Ace had to impress you here, you deserved it for all you’d done so far. You knew him far better than anyone, you listened to him when he was upset, you let him into your home even when he was being an asshole. You cared- Eugh- he just realized how Lovey-Dovey he was being right now.

It was cold and dark the night of your date. Perfect "date material," it seemed, as a few couples were already there, laughing amongst themselves as they got lost to love. Ace scoffed, before realizing he was heading down that exact path. With... you. He shook his head, trying not to dwell on it for too much longer while he laced his skates, flushing bright red. The crunching of snow caught his attention, you were finally here, he assumed. He looked up, an annoyed expression playing on his face, probably about to tease you for being late. The words were right on his tounge, stopping once he gazed up at you. And the once cold Ace was suddenly burning red.

Street lights lit up your form for him to gaze upon. You were smiling, a soft smile, one he could tell was just filled with adoration. Now he was even redder than his housewarden!! ...You intertwined your hand with, using him for balance. He grew redder, thoughts of being balanced and steady leaving his mind faster than he could run from Riddle. He stumbled over himself, leading both of you to the floor, with you landing right on top of him. He grumbled while you laughed, poking fun at the Ace Trappola being ever so flustered. He was going to get you back for sure.

# #. LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

Leona’s idea of a first date is probably laying in bed, and maybe he’ll bring you along. But don’t be fooled, the main date is between him and his bed. It doesn’t take him much convincing to do something grander, especially since he sees you and Malleus talking to each other the day before your date is supposed to happen. Now he has to go all out. And what's more extravagant than taking you to a whole ass ISLAND-

The next day Leona stops by your classroom, leaning against the door frame as he looks down at you, arms crossed. You're confused, obviously, your date wasnt until tonight right, so why was he here now? A smirk forms on his face as he watches your expression shift, he can't help but chuckle at your face. Your mouth was agape, eyes wide and popping out of their sockets. He tells you to quickly pack, honestly surprised that you didnt drop all your books in complete shock.

Leona waits by the dark mirror, eyes closed as his tail swishs back and forth, agitated. Sevens you were taking so long. He fidgets with a small bag in his hand; the extra money he was going to bribe the headmage with. How else would he be able to do this on an average weekend? You'd better appreciate what he was doing- and could you hurry up?? In reality Leona was totally fine waiting- because believe it or not this was also his first date. Being a prince, Leona had to be careful about who he was trying to date, as it would eventually lead to courting, and then marrige. (Do what you will with that information.) So he had to pick the right person. Someone who could be with him always.

His ears twitch, hearing the sound of footsteps approaching. Being petty, Leona doesn't open his eyes until your there for well over a minute. Once he glances over, eyes falling onto your panting, messy, form, he sighs. You looked up at him, smiling brightly while, at the very least, expecting one back. But of course he just scoffed and turned away, leaving you to huff. If he was an actual gentleman he would’ve taken your stuff for you, and would’ve taken your hand and led you into the mirror. (Unbeknownst to you, his heart was starting to beat way faster than he would’ve liked.)

# #. RUGGIE BUCCHI

Ruggie was nervous to ask you out on a date. Mainly because of rejection of course, however the underlining fear of money and costs entered his mind of course. If he went on a date with you it couldn't be cheap and dull. It at least had to be decent, maybe not fully fancy, but at least decent. Luckily he had the perfect place in mind. there was a cheap, yet flattering date that could go perfect if he played his cards right. A cute little cafe date !!

One of the best cafes Ruggie had been to was just below the school, a cheap yet gorgeous place that was sure to blow you away. Some of his favorite donuts were also there, and hopefully he’d get to share them with you. Unsurprisingly, you get there before him, eyes looking up at the cafe sign in awe. You look beautiful, as always, but this time it was different. This time it was just for him… no one else. Perhaps the idea of this being a date was finally setting in.

A sly smile reaches his face as he shuffles closer towards you, trying to hide his flushed expression. He’s stealthy enough to not get your attention, before BOO !! jumpscare- a furry is before you now uh oh. You jump, listening to his snickers and teases while glaring. He will say that your expression is really cute. Ruggie interlocks his hands with yours, lacing your fingers together as he leads you into the cafe. No it’s your turn to tease him, as, “You’re already holding hands?? What- that’s not allowed!!” But he just laughs with you instead.

The cafe is cozy. Warm with the scent of baked goods and sweets, obviously catering to Ruggie’s tastes. You can’t help but giggle, watching as he dashed for the register, ordering a plethora of baked goodies that he would hopefully share with you. He comes back to the table soon after, holding an array of croissants, cake pops, donuts, and more. He’s smiling brightly as he holds out a donut for you, already taking a bite into his own. The both of you hoped this moment would last for a while. Yum.

# #. JACK HOWL

Jack had never been on a date before, and it was painfully obvious. He didn’t know what dates were like, or where to take you for one. He was so new to this subject, it was honestly kind of funny. So of course, he had to ask his idols; Ruggie and Leona on what to do. Leona ignored him- he was probably the worst person to ask- while Ruggie was confused. Again, why ask him?? Still, he was able to give some advice. The inspiring words of, “Idk it’s cold, go do something with snow,” gave Jack the great idea to go snowboarding!

Jack had always loved snowboarding. It was something he was good at, and something he could share with his family. And hopefully, it could be something to share with you. Jack smiled to himself, confidence boosting as he carried the snow gear to the magic mirror. He wasn’t that nervous, he had no reason to be. He liked you and you liked him, and even if you didn’t enjoy the date, it was good enough for him. Jack’s ears twitched, waiting for any sign of you to appear. His tail wagged in anticipation, contrasting his normal face.

The wolf looked up, hearing your footsteps approach, and he couldn’t help the butterflies in his stomach. You were already looking up at him, giggling as you glanced at his puffy winter jacket. It was overtaking his already gigantic form. He flushed, eyes darting around, suddenly nervous and embarrassed. Jack never had time for dates, mainly due to taking care of his siblings and parents. But now, in Night Raven College, surrounded by new people and “friends,” he felt as if he could be someone new. And a little spark bloomed once he saw you.

… Jack looked away, feeling himself getting flustered. The two of you were sitting in the sled, one of you excited while the other was nervous beyond his mind. Jack was flushed, the feeling of your body pressed against his own was waaayyy too much do him to handle. Your back was pressed against his chest, fully aware of how embarrassed he was. The wolf sighed, finally moving the sleigh down the hill as he listened to your sudden screech. Jack laughed, he'd have to get used to this.

# #. AZUL ASHENGROTTO

Azul is going to give you the vip experience in his restaurant, of course!! The lounge was one of the best places to go for dinner. There was appetizing, delicious, foods that were sure to impress you. Unique, flavorful drinks that could easily win people's hearts. Not only that, but the lounges atmosphere and aesthetic could be romantic in a way. (I feel like im promoting the mostro lounge tf-) What better than to spend time in his favorite place with his favorite person? Azul would give you the best dinner date yet!

The lounge was closed that night, surprising, as you never would've imagined Azul to close his restaurant for you. A heartfelt gesture that no one would've have expected him to do. You couldn’t help but swoon slightly, looking down at his message as you got ready. In reality, he was just thinking about business. Closing off the lounge just for a date could give him more publicity! Once Crowley finally gave him permission to branch off to different parts of Twisted Wonderland, he could advertise the lounge as a perfect place for date night!!

A smug smirk is on the octopuses face as he waits near the lounges entrance. He was sure sure to blow you away with his magnificence. Azul was fully prepared, his suit was pressed and cleaned, sporting only the most beautiful of accessories. The food was already out and on the table, which he made all by himself, might I add. And the lounge was set perfectly, pink and orange colors replacing the blue and purple lights for a more romantical effect. He was well prepared, so well in fact he already had a speech ready to go for once you arrived. However, once Azul saw you he froze, suddenly realizing this was a date and not a business offer.

The once smug Octopus was now a flustered, hot, mess. And all he wanted to do was just jump into his octo-pot and scream for messing up all he worked for. He stumbled as he led you into the café, hand shakily in your own. You couldn’t help but snicker, it was fun watching the high and mighty suddenly crumble just because of some date. The two of you sat in the middle of the lounge, quiet and peaceful. Yet Azul could see the teasing looks of Floyd and Jade in the background, their teasing at him being a flustered mess.

# #. JADE LEECH

Jade didn't know much about the surface, other than the fact he enjoyed some aspects of it. The ocean was deep and cold, a starch contrast to the surface. It had life different from the land, more majestic and colorful. To others, the sea was better than the surface. Yet to Jade, it was the other way around. He liked the lands’ high peaks and trees, their foods and plants. The land had a different culture from the ocean, and it was something the two of you could bond over- the beauty of nature. And how better to observe nature than a hiking date?

# #. FLOYD LEECH

The mountains near NRC was rich in wildlife, and although Jade had been there many times before, he had yet to explore every crevice of the forest. Not only, but he'd only ever explored alone, so going with you would make it a memorable experience. He's smiling all day- and for once its not one of his evil ones. His brother and Azul are concerned on why he's so excited. Hopefully he's not trying to make them eat more mushrooms....

Jade waits for you near the silent woods, his smile never once leaving his lips. He had everything for this date, walking sticks and foods. The two of you could have a little picnic in the forest!! Jade watches as you near him, you're in your own hiking clothes, and the eel suddenly realized he could fall harder in love. He places your hand in his, ever so gentlemanly, promising he'd make sure you were safe during your adventure. Man this man can make anyone swoon.

You laugh, watching Jade's eyes sparkle. It was so cute to see him so excited. He went on and on about the different types of wildlife. There were various plans and mushrooms he was able to find- promising to cook you something with them. You couldn't help but smile with him, perhaps for your next date you could take him to the mountains in Epel's town.

Floyd didn’t know where to go for a date, and to be honest, he didn’t care much. Just as long as got to spend time with his Shrimpy he was happy! :D But then Ace had to come along during basketball practice and tell him that not having a good date idea was lame, and of course, Floyd was gonna prove that idiot crab wrong. And eventually, Floyd settled on an aquarium date!

For once, Floyd studied. He studied those stupid Rom com shows that he wanted to throw his shoes at. He read thru manga and storybooks about romance. And he even asked his brother and Azul on what to do. He was doing this all for his Shrimpy so you better like it >:(!! Floyd noticed a pattern while reading and watching how people explored romance. Dates were all over the place- from amusement parks to just walking. But one common date caught his eye- aquarium dates!!

Floyd knew a lot about the ocean, of course, being a fish and all. So what was the point of going to the aquarium? Well he just liked the way they highlighted love. Most aquarium dates had a special feeling to them, so romantic and loving. Most couples held hands while in aquariums, watching the fish while laughing with one another. They hugged and cared- and we all know how much Floyd loved squeezing!! Plus! Knowing all about the fish could impress you!!

The two of you walk through the maze of Tanks, pointing out fish while Floyd compares them to his nicknames. A blue light cascades over you, complementing your excitement prettily. He giggles, telling you to hold onto his arm tightly, telling you to not let go or he'd squeeze you for all eternity!! Its all fun though- with Floyd threatening to jump in and eat those crabs that remind him of Ace. You'd better hold him back before he jumps in the tank and swims with the fishies!!!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #trey clover #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #This took so long omg-

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base0h · 2 years ago

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Yknow i kinda feel like I live in ur ask box but I just cannot get enough of how you write 💟💟 I suppose I’m feeling mischievous because, how do you think the monster trio would react to you asking them to open a pickle jar because ‘you can’t open it’ but in reality you glued it shut as a prank 💀

a/n - anime you can live here rent free if you want 💜 oml everytime you request im excited!! your requests are so funny 😭

Warnings ⚠️ - crack, g/n reader

- idk if there’s a jar he can’t open but- you were determined to make this one absolutely impossible to open

- super glue always seemed to work, so you glued the cap onto the jar and ran over to find Luffy lying on the couch, napping away as usual

- you tapped his nose and he sat upright pretty quickly, rubbing his eyes

- “Hey Lu, can you open this for me? I cant open it.”

- He grinned, flexing his arms with a laugh, “Shishishi~ gimme it!”

- he took it and expected for the cap to fly off, but instead, it stayed put while his hand spun around the cap

- …

- the silence was so loud 💀

- “AGHHHHH WHY WONT IT OPEN?!”

- man tried opening it with his feet 💀 Idek if you wanna eat the pickles anymore bro

- he could easily break the jar, but he didn’t want to waste the pickles 😭

- while he was fuming about it in the corner, sobbing about how he’d become so weak because he can’t open the jar, you switched it out, grabbing one you had already opened before

- “Oh i got it, nevermind!”

- he literally shot up, staring at the open jar in your hands

- man was sobbing 😭

- “I’VE GOTTEN SO WEAK Y/N- I don’t even deserve to be your boyfriend anymore-“

- you felt so bad- so you ended up giving him the entire pickle jar to himself which made him forget about this incident

- you promised yourself never to do that again because he cried for a solid 45 minutes about how he wouldn’t be able to protect you anymore and how useless he is 🫠

- you could ask him anything and he’d do it without thinking twice

- a full 7 course meal? Please, that’s easy

- a whole bouquet of hand arranged flowers? Of course!

- opening a pickle jar would be nothing, or at least he thought so

- you decided it’d be funny to see his reaction if he couldn’t open the jar because you had glued it shut beforehand

- after you borrowed some glue from Usopp, you went to ask Sanji to open it

- “Hey Sanji, can you open this for me? I was gonna make egg salad!”

- he took it with a smile. The thought of eating the food you made fueled his motivation and strength to open this jar

- he was actually pretty confused why it wouldn’t open when he tried to screw it off

- he tried several more times before he hurriedly rushed off to the kitchen, ransacking the drawers for a jar opener, pliers, anything

- he did literally everything- banging the jar against the counter, using the pliers, twisting it with the jar opener, and at one point, he held the jar opener so tight that he broke it in half😭

- he even tried stabbing a hole in the top!

- nothing succeeded

- he was at this for about 15 minutes 💀

- when he came out with such a depressed look on his face, you couldn’t help but regret playing this little prank on him

- “Sorry- I couldn’t open it..”

- he was about to cry I swear 😭

- you gave in, how could you let him feel so sad?! It was just a joke after all-

- “It was a joke Sanji don’t worry- I glued it shut beforehand.. Sorry for joking about it-“

- 1, he was kind of sad that you’d play a prank like that on him. And 2, you really weren’t gonna make the egg salad?.. 🥺

- “Can you still make the egg salad though?”

- his eyes were sparkling- omfg how could you say no?!

- you made the egg salad for him with the other jar of pickles, and made sure to give him lots of hugs and kisses afterwards 💜

- you always made everything better. even if you’re the one who made things worse in the first place

- is there anything this man can’t do? he can’t take a shower or find the bathroom.

- anyways- there’s almost nothing that this man cannot do

- you’re a shit stirrer (affectionate) so you decided to superglue a jar shut, expecting him to struggle with opening it

- “Zoro can you open this? I cant open it.”

- he took it with a yawn and tried opening it the first try, and it wouldn’t budge

- man almost opened his other eye from shock, why tf wouldn’t it open??

- he kept trying it before he used his sword to slice he cap off quickly

- you were about to start wheezing, zoro couldn’t open a jar of pickles

- “Shut it y/n I know you’re laughing” that sent you to heaven and back omg you were on the floor, struggling to breathe

- “SHUT UP!”

- his pride was gravely wounded after this- roronoa zoro, defeated by jar of pickles

- he was sulking for a while, ignoring you like a big baby

- “Zoro it was a joke- it was superglued shut.”

- he pinned you against the wall, leaning close to your ear, “I’m gonna show you what happens when you play jokes on me like that.”

- his tone was almost a growl, and he started dragging you back towards the room

- this is when you realized, why weren’t you in the hallways by now?

- “ZORO- THE ROOM IS THE OTHER WAY DUMBASS!”

- “I- WELL- YOU DIDN’T TELL ME THAT.”

- “DON’T GET ALL SEDUCTIVE AND THEN FORGET WHERE THE ROOM IS YOU IDIOT 💀”

a/n - pls zoro is so dumb sometimes

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zu-reblogs · 6 months ago

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i feel we need to talk way more about our boys bc i cant get enough of brarg while this insane obsession gets the best of me so what do u think tincho would do seeing luciano all sad and angry and hopeless after losing to his cousin last night :( *sensitive topic ikr srry

HELLO yes talk to me about the boys!! I'm glad you're feeling insane about them cause it's always insane brarg hours over here

(so big disclaimer, I'm not super knowledgeable about football. I'm just vibing and having vague opinions over here)

Anyway hmmmmmmm weirdly enough I see argentineans believing in our team way more than i see brazilians believing in our team lol. They're usually like "oh this is a rough patch but Brazil NT is still a respectable team with tradition and good players". I didn't check opinions since yesterday's match cause I'm sulking, but I have seen that before, yk

I feel like our spirit was broken after the 7-1 (btw the 10-year anniversary of that is literally tomorrow, so Lulu is in a Great Mood in general), football-wise at least, and we haven't really bounced back since then. The general public's feelings for our NT are pretty negative from what I can see online. Pre-2014 we were way more optimistic

So what I think is that Tincho would think Lu is being way too defeatist, and be honestly kinda offended about it because Luciano is his rival and he would not have a weakling for a rival so how about you get over yourself little man. He'd choose the annoying banter route to shake Lulu out of his depressed funk, and it would work cause if there's one thing Martín can easily evoke in Lu (besides a need to kiss him) is deep irritation <3 and that's better than depression

#then they makeout angrily to relieve the tension #and later order takeout and make brigadeiro and watch old telenovelas on globoplay #meanwhile sebi is going fucking nuts with excitement at his own place #and lu blocks him on whatsapp #brarg #zutalks

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inheritedfang · 1 year ago

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Finding out that wo long is getting a Sun Ce-focused dlc made me remember how much I like the consistent-ish visual design everyone's seemed to settle on for him.

(I cant find a good full body image of him from wo long so here's his armour set and a portrait I guess)

The red cloth over armour with tiger pelts as an accent, plus the tied up hair, is a really cool look. He's even one of the characters that's maintained a pretty consistent appearance through all of the dw games, with 5 being my favourite.

...ignoring that weird period during 6 and 7 where they decided giving him short hair was a good idea.

Especially ignoring the weirder stuff that's on his Koei wiki page, like how this is apparently Sun Ce?

I refuse to question it.

The consistency of Sun Ce's look across different media is somewhat odd to me, because Sun Quan really doesn't get the same treatment, even across dw.

This is literally all I could find of Sun Quan in Wo Long. Is he even in that game?

I'm generally pretty mixed on Quan's visual designs throughout the DW series because he's a character I've always really wanted to like, he's felt just underwhelming. His voice in 7 and 8 never felt fitting, and I hate the beard in the earlier games. My favourite version of him is the version in the 6th game by far. He just felt cool in that game, his voice (he actually shares a VA with Lu Xun prior to 7), his moveset was always satisfying (despite it being one of the generic clone ones), and his design was perfect.

The intro to the battle of hefei castle in 6, combined with the music and his voiceline, really made an impression on me as a kid.

youtube

Quan not really having a consistent look just always felt like a side effect of the fact that he's kinda always sidelined in the three kingdoms media I engage with. It's pretty disappointing.

#dynasty warriors #Youtube

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mothmansrevolt · 5 years ago

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LU Girl Scout AU (and subsequent PTA AU)

LU au where they have to pretend to be girl scouts because Time has to prove a point to the pta board and to the Karen Squad Its basically a bunch of highschoolers and singular college student pretending to be girl scouts because of both friendship and Time just shoved some sashes in their hands and said Y'all are all now girlscouts and offered to get them Chipotle as payment.

Twilight is in college(online). Warriors in a senior. Legend and Sky are juniors. Hyrule and Wild are sophmores. Four and wind are freshmen. Four is homeschooled by his grandfather though. All are in a specila branch called hylia scouts (creative i know). This means they get set uniforms and competitions with other troops over cookie selling boundaries since hylia scout troops are usually very close to eachother. There are two troops in their area including them. Troop 4296 (the Links) and 6669 (the Karen Squad) They are troop 4296 because Time wouldnt let them have either 420 or 6969

Time--a pta mom--rivals with the Karens--tired as all hell but will not hesitate to prank the karens--troop leader and/or chaperone depending on the situation--He has a million bumper stickers supporting his "girls"--honestly he's just here for the cookies--someone get this man a coffee--has two sons according to the law, but has eight in spirit--you mess with his children he will not hesitate to murder you--all his sons are arsonists and he doesn't understand why--will call the links his "daughters". half the town can't tell what children he actually has--loves coupons and discounts "Malon said I'm not allowed to start fights at the pta meetings but I will not hesitate drag her here if you insult my beautiful brats again." Twilight--Time's eldest son--only in this because he doesn't want his friends to get hurt and he loves his parents--a good boy--loves animals and will not hesitate to educate you on them--he wears overalls and if forced will wear a skirt over the overalls--he cant sell cookies for shit because nobody believes that he is a girlscout--sometimes has to duck down behind Four if certain people are around because they'll get suspicious--it does not work--He pretends to be everyone's big brother and they love him for it--perpetually confused by Wolfie "I have command over an army of teenagers and goats, nothing can stop me but gas money and my gpa." Wild--Time's second son--can pass as a girl pretty well--he destroys stuff during craft time--hot glues patches to sash--He has every one of the cooking patches and than some--Often seen with the camera photographing everything--Will help create new badges--give this boy a scavenger hunt and he will find you just about anything--has a tendency to ride on wild animals--isn't legally allowed to drive a car nor own a license. nobody knows why--second most convincing for this whole thing "This is just a glorified gang and honestly I am living for it." Four--from the neighboring farm but Twilight and Malon babysits him sometimes. he is a staple--the karens keeps trying to steal him because he is 'innocent' and 'a little lady'--this leads to ridiculous hijinks--he is small, quiet, not very mentally sound but he tries his best and is brave as all hell--owns the most badges--will rock the skirt always--fashionista or fashion disaster, there is no in-between--he's the most committed besides legend and warriors but is the most convincing--best cookie seller--Often seen handling sharp tools and knives for some reason, who gave this child a weapon?!--tends to befriend bad people--the only one with the fire safety badge even though, he to, is an arsonist--wears a vest because the sash is too big, Malon made it for him--has a bird named Ezlo who sits on his head "Sorry Miss Karen but I've been bribed with my first born child so kindly fuck off." Legend--salty and sassy--will always rock the skirt--also a fashionista and knows accessories--he's really only in this because of a running bet with warriors--he has a soft on the inside sometimes--he will get into cat fights--The other girlscouts from a rival troop HATE him because they will always lose arguments against him--knows the most about girl scouts, won't say how--Often seen blinged out with the jewelry he wins at the local chuck-se-cheese with his buddy Ravio "I have command over an entire troop of shortstacks and will not hesitate to order a strike against your fucking kneecaps. Do NOT question the authority of this skirt." Warriors--pretty boy--in a bet with Legend--also a fashionista--he is a big brother tho-- protection squad and trying his best--he is on student counsel and is a good leader--stand in when Time is busy--Often seen with a sports bag in one hand and a girl scout sash in the other--all the troops think he is a major lesbian because he keeps flirting with the other scouts--he gets more numbers as a girlscout, not that he could ever admit this "I'm a known lesbian among the girl scouts and honestly that is my crowning achievement." Sky--is here because his friends are here--He is the mom friend--second best at selling cookie because of his sweetness--He often tag teams with Four for selling cookies--is slightly confused but he's here to make sure nobody gets hurt--honestly just naps during meeting-- Often seen with blanket and a comforting hug--rival troops actually have scouts seeking out to befriend him--always forgets his skirt and is often seen borrowing his girlfriend Zelda's "Guys, please stop fighting you are all beautiful young women. Karen, you shut the frick up." Hyrule--the camper and nature boy of the group--he loves and has earned every patch for exploration and camping--tends to get lost--needs navigation patch--its been revoked from him twice--Humble and nice--often sleeps over at other peoples houses--nobody knows where he lives--it confuses the shit out of them--He is buddies with Four because Four knows the backwoods and roads the best--Often not seen due to being lost "Legend duck taped a gps to me arm and I think its lost to :(" Wind--baby boy--not as innocent as the others think--he absolutely loves being a girlscout--will play pranks on the other troops during jamborees and campouts--lives by the sea, slightly far away form everyone else--He helps with the nautical patches--hangs with the resident young delinquents, Tetra's gang. she thinks this is hilarious--he owns the troop wagon that they all use--its named King of the Red Lions or just Dave depending on the hour--only here because Twilight babysits him and his sister--also wears a vest because he thinks its cooler--Often seen with a telescope and covered in sand--someone give this child a bath "My first love may be the sea, but my second is that damned burrito, hand me the fucking skirt!" Wolfie--troop mascot--a giant half wolf half god knows what--has his own vest and patches-- has a tendency to just show up--Nobody knows where he comes from nor where he goes--he is the town cryptid and it isn't uncommon to see him pulling the troop wagon with the boys in it--Four still rides on his back--it counts as the horse back riding patch--Twilight is perpetually confused by him and its become a running gag that Wolfie is his fursona--loves cookies, sadly the cookies do not love him--can vaguely say curse words "arf" Shadow and Dark(I'm not sorry)--in karen's troop 6669 (for fun? for rivalry? who knows. they don't)--brothers--edgy bastards who are in a band together--Shadow is best friends with Four, Dark thinks he's pretty rad--Often seen with Four and the other edgy teens--both sassy, both easily pissed but trying to be kind of nice--Shadow is the only one who has achieved this--no those are not their real names, its Link and Link like everyone else in this goddamned town--HI MY nAME IS ebONY DArknESS DEMENTIA RAveN WAY--Dark is the author of My Immortal--both suck at selling cookies--tag team with Four to try and help their sales--rivals of troop 4296, they despise each other--both wear vests because Shadow wanted to match Four and Dark decided he can trick out the vest "Our mother may be a bitch and a dumbass, but at least we aren't petty white boys." "Wait Dark we are petty white boys" "FUCK" Karen Ganondorf Smith, Kaaren Link Johnson, Carhaen Reese--bitches and pta moms--runs the pta--the karen squad--Reese's daughter named Betghyani who is very nice and likes troop 4296--Johnson is mother of Shadow and Dark--they are fucking nuts y'all--they represent the three evils of the pta: the enforcer, the healthy diet extreme, and the bitch against disabled children (quiet hands!!!)--despite popular belief, Four (Link Smith) is in no way related to Karen Smith (legally at least. Karen thinks they are and it doesn't end pretty sometimes)--they all hate Time with a burning passion because he is not afraid to call them out on their bullshit "I've brought up so many stances and rules into this pta and will not have some farming hooligan upstaging the careful work me and the other heads have created!" Malon--couldn't be on pta because she almost murdered a karen with kindness--sweet and kind but can still kick ass--helped make and fix uniforms--acts as chaperone when needed and finds this all completely hilarious--she makes snacks with Wild for the meetings--has adopted all of these children--actively enforces Wind and Four to eat more because whY ARE ALL YALL SO TINY--can lift a cow "Don't talk to me or my husband or my son or my son or my eight fake sons or my lovely eight fake daughters ever again."

#linkeduniverse #linked universe #girl scouts #au #this is so stupid #but I love it #I just wanted to draw these idiots as girl scouts #Four is so done with karen's shit #Time being a dad #pta au #kinda #lu girlscout au #I wrote so much for four #I love him so much #please send help this idea came to me at 3 am #kyle waz here

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swampgh0stt · 5 years ago

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Was posting about my Shadowhunters AU in my server, will just paste it here:

Ace & Luffy are parabatai

Dragon runs the New Orleans institute, which operates out of the St. Louis Cathedral

Sabo’s the high warlock of New Orleans too, & has a penthouse on the river front that Luffy & Ace stay at frequently

Deuce is also a shadowhunter

He’s had to walk in on the ASL trio fucking more times than he cares to admit

But you think Roger’s a shadowhunter? You’re wrong. Roger is literally Kéet. He’s a big orca demon

Rouge is a shadowhunter who definitely tapped that orca demon

Akainu is also a shadowhunter. He & Rouge were engaged

He is not happy about Rouge getting knocked up with a demon spawn. After her untimely death, he is very unkind to Ace & even pushes for the Clave to kill him. He also spreads rumors that Keet forced himself on Rouge, so Ace shouldn’t even be here!

Dragon sees no fault in the kid simply existing & is also sus about Akainu’s claims. So he takes Ace in himself & decides to raise him

Which means Ace goes all the way from the Seattle institute, to the New Orleans one

Big culture shock for a toddler

- @stardustrobin came up with Luffy being more angel than the rest. Her backstory for Luffy is that Luffy’s mom is a straight up angel, & Dragon just came back with baby Lu one day

No one knows how or where she came from & Dragon never explains either

But he raises both like they’re going to take over the institute for him one day. Ace decides later on that he doesn’t want that responsibility, so good luck y’all, youre stuck with Luffy

Ofc that’s because Ace is quick to agonize over his own existence thanks to the rumors spread by Akainu. “I’m part demon! I shouldn’t exist! I have demon blood!” Muuuh

Meanwhile, Sabo- being a warlock- is like “bitch me too, tf?”

Since Ace & Luffy are parabatai too- you’re not allowed to fall in love with your parabatai or have a relationship with them

So Ace & Luffy completely ignore that rule & fuck anyway

New Orleans is a rare case where the residents are aware of the magical world around them cause literally no one gives a fuck in NOLA

Most resident downworlders interact with mundanes on the daily- owning shops, bars, etc

They’re pretty well integrated. It’s the tourists who shadowhunters have to police

Esp during Mardi Gras season

Lots of tourists coming round thinking the mundanes are a free for all

Many resident downworlders will also step in like “eXCUSE YOU? WE LIVE HERE, YOU CANT DO THAT. WE’LL GET IN TROUBLE”

Sabo also has a hand in keeping them under wraps

He throws the most extravagant, wild parties during Mardi Gras season too

You will always find him on Bourbon street

With Ace & Luffy at his side. For “security” work! Of course.

That’s what he tells Dragon, & he’s paying them! No harm done!

Except everyone knows it’s not actually security & Dragon’s always like “you’re taking my best two away from patrol”

Many a time has poor Deuce or Dragon wandered in to see Sabo fucking Ace over the balcony on Bourbon Street during parades

Ace, decked out with beads that have been thrown to him

Best security detail ofc

Sanji’s also a shadowhunter

Zoro? Zoro’s a regular hunter. Just some mundane hunter of Bad Things

But Asura hangs around him a lot

Many people think he is Asura, but that’s just not the case

Somehow, Ace & Luffy are too busy to really worry about the demon hanging around Zoro most of the time

Sanji gives him shit for it though

#portgas d. ace #monkey d. luffy #sabo #revolutionary sabo #optext #one piece #sabolu #acelu #saboace #roronoa zoro #black leg sanji #;nsfw text #shadowhunters au

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ainchase · 5 years ago

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very very rough translation of Elesis/LuCiel Epic Quest with Rosso

rosso: everything related to the protection of El is the masters and the priestesses' responsibility. you stay out of it.

ciel:??? dude wtf we

1. restored the el

2. fought against henir zealots

3. saved your fucking ass

rosso: yeah I can see just how ugly everything got if people like you guys were helping out

lu: !@$!@$Y#$%@#$

elesis: okay well w.e we gon go ask denif then

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

rosso: I SAID STAY OUT OF IT

lu: in case you forgot we beat your ass in varnimyr

rosso: yeah it was like 13v1

elesis: Alright, let's say that even someone with a demon's blood can be come master. Why did you become one?

ciel: yeah did you become master cuz you had some ulterior motive with the el or something

rosso: are you fucking kidding me right now

elesis: yeah why do you insist on going to the demon realm all by yourself? you know, other masters had to stay behind and let us go to the demon realm cuz they had to protect the el. you dont look like you care about that

rosso: others can protect the el. I can handle the demon realm by myself.

elesis: why do you want to go alone so bad? what's your hidden agenda?

rosso: what about you guys? why do YOU want to go back to the demon realm so bad? You find me suspicious cuz Im half demon and I want to go back to the demon realm?? How's that any different from you guys

rosso: you guys have a half demon AND a full blown demon. You guys are more suspicious than me

lu: what did you say you lil shit

we went through all that shit for a reason

rosso: Im saying that we did the same for Elrios as well. We did a lot of shit to protect this world

rosso: doing shit to save the world aint a competitive sport

elesis: why are you so fucking uptight

lu: what do you mean? this fucker is just crazy

ciel: I see. if he really meant harm, then he wouldnt be this defensive against us from the start. it's better to back stab when he has our guard lowered

elesis: yeah see how hes like threatening us physically but answering every single one of our questions? its like hes doing doing his bare minimum to make us understand

elesis: you just really want to stop us from going to the demon realm, huh

rosso: gdi

rosso: what makes you think you guys have to go to the demon realm?

elesis: in order to stop the Order and fully restore the El, we need the Dark El.

ciel: You're not entirely wrong. It doesn't necessarily have to be us to find the Dark El.

ciel: but think about it logically. There's no other team that's more suitable for this mission than ESP. Isnt that true?

rosso: I...

elesis: you alone doesnt make a team. You have a ridiculously low success rate if you jump into the battlefield by yourself.

elesis: i mean sometimes you gotta make 5 teams each with 2 people but uhh

rosso: I dont give a shit

elesis: right back at ya, ESP is under the velder kingdom. we dont have to listen to you, a so-called higher up from a kingdom long gone

rosso: that place is an abyss. none of the shit like order and process work there

rosso: wasnt it enough to lose your brother to the el once?

elesis: :tears:

ciel: you talking like we're going to demon realm to die

rosso: look, if everything worked out the way you plan, then the El wouldn't have exploded in the first place

rosso: going to a world where there isnt El or the influence of the Goddess means you have to be prepared for death. You guys have way too many things to lose to do that.

rosso: you have a shit ton of precious things to protect and yet you want to drive yourselves into danger? you've gotta be kidding me

elesis: so what, are you saying youre going to sacrifice yourself in our place cuz you got nothing to lose or something?

rosso: Im just trying to do my damn job, stop making shit up

lu: wait so you been spewing shit to us just so you can--

rosso: --I SAID STOP MAKING SHIT UP

ciel: I mean if youre that worried about us, how about you come with us?

lu: lol if it was something like that, you could've just asked honestly from the beginning. I could've pulled some strings for ya

rosso: I swear Im going to kill you

elesis: well of course I dont want Elsword to involve himself in dangerous things, honestly

rosso: and yet you...

elesis: but this is the path we chose

elesis: a path that I chose

rosso: ...

rosso: I dont give a flying fuck on what path you chose

rosso: if you insist that much on going to the demon realm, then there will come a time when you have to make a decision

rosso: whether you have conviction, act recklessly or not, at the end of the day, if you got something that you have to choose over the other, it'll definitely hold you back

rosso: you didnt want to sacrifice your brother so you dragged him out of the El. Are you trying to die for him?

lu: what

ciel: what are you trying to say

rosso: how much more do I have to explain

ciel: why are you thinking complicated things when they didnt even happen yet

rosso: what

elesis: what

ciel: so youre saying, to go to the demon realm, we have to cut all ties, get rid of all worldly possessions, and jump in there all alone? you can think however you want, but I dont agree with that

ciel: it just looks like youre threatening us, like asking if we're ready to give up our lives for someone else in hopes of stopping us but

ciel: from the moment we decided to get elsword out of el, we already made up our mind

ciel: even if someone's life is on the line like you said, then I'll survive no matter what. Knowing Lu doesn't want me to die, I can't afford to lose my life.

lu: :tears:

rosso: the fk is wrong with you guys

lu: ciel's right

rosso: what

lu: we almost wasted our time worrying about useless shit. You got viscerally upset when I said we have to return to the demon realm to keep a promise

lu: if you think trying to survive is more important than trying to keep a promise, then how come you dont practice what you preach?

lu: dont you also value promises and conviction more?

rosso: Im different. I've been given a power.

elesis: youre so fucking stubborn i cant even

lu: me and ciel are bound by a contract. I might have considered what you said if I wanted to go back to the demon realm just to exact my vengeance.

lu: if something happens to me, I might not be able to save ciel

lu: but I still have to return because someone loyal to me is still there

lu: I mean its kinda meaningless to compare him with ciel, but as long as we've made our promise, winster is my people as well

lu: I forgot, for such a long time, what it's like to lead people, to take care of those who follow you

lu: why do I want to go to the demon realm?

lu: Im returning to reclaim my stolen throne. I will save my people, fulfill their wishes and at times punish them if I must.

lu: who's to stop a lord from returning to her domain to do what is asked of her?

rosso: :glare:

elesis: we already experienced a time when we had to make our choice, like ciel said

elesis: we made up my mind to go through even the most impossible things together

rosso: :rollingeyes: Im an idiot for trying to persuade a group of idiots like you

lu: do you finally feel like explaining things now

rosso: dont get your hopes up. Im only telling you cuz I know you idiots cant use this method

ciel: I think Im slowly getting used to his abrasive tone, after listening to it for so long. Okay, we won't think you've admitted defeat after you were persuaded by us, so just tell us

rosso: listen you little shit

rosso: Alright. Remember when I said I was suppressing the fire el's power with demonic aura?

rosso: the power of fire is much more difficult to control than other elements. there are enough of those who burned to ash because they couldnt withstand its destructive power

rosso: rosso clan was always trying to produce a master of fire, and decided they'll need a new form of power to suppress the power of fire el, for example...

rosso: something completely different from the el's power. Like a demonic energy.

elesis: they did what now

rosso: it's not much of a stretch to say that no one knew anything about demons back then. from their perspective, i was just a kid with a strange power.

rosso: of course I didnt have much as an actual demon, but my intrinsic demonic power was good enough for me to be a subject of their experiments The red eye was transplanted into me, and I was able to control the power of fire.

rosso: ...it wasn't without an accident, but in any case, the power of fire and the demonic aura are constantly at a balance inside of me. When one of them disappears, the other goes rampant

rosso: on the day we all decided to imbue the el shards with our respective element, I was the most problematic one

ciel: I see... from the process of trying to transfer the power of fire into the el shard, the balance between your demonic aura and the power of fire crumbled...

rosso: chaotic continent, missing masters... if they had a rampant half-demon on top of that, Elrios would not look the way it does today

elesis: that's why you went to the demonic realm? so you wouldn't go rampant in elrios???

rosso: /shrug

rosso: as the el exploded, temporal rifts were created all over elrios, sporadically. the phenomena was worse near powerful el shards

rosso: I was able to cross into the demon realm thanks to those rifts. After creating the fire el, I jumped into one of those rifts before I completely lost my sanity

rosso: thats the end of my story. now do you see why I said you cant use this method?

lu: you...

ciel: the priestesses couldnt help you? though theyre not blessed in the combative aspect like masters, I thought theyre the same when it comes to using the power related to the el

rosso: the priestess system was still pretty new at the time. They were busy trying to learn from masters too. Creating the elemental el as inexperienced priestesses is like betting your life on it

elesis: why did you go to that extent? even you couldnt have guaranteed your safety when you jumped into the rift. Are you saying even that was part of your mission?

rosso: hmph, there's no one who can tell me to do that shit

elesis: the tower you were locked away in... didnt have an entrance or an exit, blocked off completely, enough for the power of fire which was trying to return to you could only circle around the tower itself

lu: you locked yourself in so you wouldnt hurt others

rosso: I told you everything you wanted to know, so are you happy now?

elesis: rosso, I really dont want you to go to the demon realm

rosso: are you looking down on me after hearing that sob story?

elesis: no it's not that, I just think I know how much you think its natural for you to sacrifice yourself

elesis: I think I know why Im concerned about you. You are similar to my brother.

elesis: I dont know what happened in the past, but... I think he made that decision because he thought similar things as you once did

elesis: you've sacrificed yourself enough. You banished yourself to protect Elrios. I cant even imagine what it's like to hold out in a prison made to imprison yourself for hundreds of years, but

elesis: elrios stands today thanks to the efforts you guys went through. you can leave it to us now

ciel: we're not as weak as you think we are

lu: I can see why you didnt want to tell us. It wasnt particularly helpful, but thanks anyway

rosso: youre really annoying..

lu: the sentiment is mutual

rosso: now fuck off if you're done talking. I have to do more control training

ciel: youre more diligent than you look

rosso: do you wanna die

lu: it doesnt look like you're completely healed yet

lu: you're having trouble controlling your power without the eye, are you not

elesis: so thats what ventus meant when he said youre training to overcome what you've lost

rosso: that pointy eared fucker

ciel: wait; you were having difficulty controlling? but you fought so well...

rosso: like I said, you guys cant beat me in an even fight

lu: I really hate this guy

#translation #elsword translation #im tired #rosso #master road #you're free to share this but please dont use them to create youtube vids subtitle #2na can do that

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honeyedlashton · 5 years ago

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“Waiting for you to take the show.”

Word count: 1814

Warnings: language. (Should I even make that a warning anymore?)

A/N: I was in the mood for some domestic Lashton, so basically get off my back. It’s so cute. I don’t really have a substantial plot. I have extreme writer’s block for some reason smfh. But the idea was cute, so I’m here. This is basically just fluff. Like the whole thing. Every single bit. So enjoy some pretty much entirely mindless fluff.

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“Ow, Ash, that hurts.”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” Luke answered through gritted teeth. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Ashton continued cleaning Luke’s injured fingers with the peroxide and a cotton ball. Thank god he’d had the foresight to buy a first aid kit. He applied the Neosporin, and secured the band-aids on the cut fingers.

“There. It should be good as new by morning,” Ashton kissed each bandaged finger softly and looked up at a pouty Luke.

“Thank you, Ashy,” Luke sounded tired.

“I don’t mind, baby,” Ashton assured him and put the kit away. “How were you supposed to know the guitar string would break?”

Luke cuddled up to him when he sat back down. He was still somehow able to fit his large frame in Ashton’s arms, so Ashton held him close. He kissed Luke’s forehead and rubbed his shoulders, trying to think of something, anything he could do to take Luke’s mind off of it.

“What if we went to the beach later, hmm?” Ashton offered. “If you wanted? We always have a decent time at the beach.”

“Okay,” Luke agreed softly.

Ashton couldn’t be convinced that having Luke live with him wasn’t the perfect set up. It was like touring again, or back in the early days when they all lived together. Except this was just he and Luke. With Calum and Michael only a phone call away.

The idea was to heal each other—though at first it was just drinking and fucking to forget about what was going wrong in their lives for a little bit. But as time progressed, they started untangling their assorted issues, one by one. It was gentle, and slow, and like trying to unravel a tight knot. But they were getting somewhere with it at the very least.

But it hadn’t been enough yet. Luke was still going through it mentally, and Ashton felt somewhat helpless at times. He felt so useless when things were bad. But he stood by him unflinchingly, because he knew things were going to get better.

Ashton suspected the pain had somewhat subsided in Luke’s fingers when he heard him sigh quietly. Ashton played with Luke’s growing hair, wrapping the curls around a finger so he could see the way the ringlets looked. He loved Luke’s hair like this, and it was only getting longer, and more beautiful. He especially loved when they went to the beach and Luke’s curls got all big and wind blown. Maybe that’s why he suggested it, now that his mind had wandered.

Petunia gave a huff from where she was sleeping beside the couch. She was awake now, Ashton gathered, and Luke perked up at the sound.

“Is that my pretty girl?” Luke smiled and looked over from where he lay on Ashton’s chest, and held out his arm to her. “Come here, piggy baby.” Ashton was basically just holding Luke up now.

Petunia’s nails clicked as she trotted over at Luke’s call. “My baby,” Luke hummed and leaned over to kiss her on her nose.

“Hey, pig,” Ashton whispered softly and stroked her back and sides fondly.

“Did you have a good nap?” Luke asked, holding her whole face. “I hope so, darling.”

Petunia just looked at the windows where Luke had drawn all over them in bright red expo marker.

“Dad, I’m hungry,” Luke pulled a fake voice for her. “And I’m not gonna look at you till you offer me f-o-o-d.”

Ashton giggled.

“Laugh all you want, Petunia and I have an unspoken routine: she ignores me till she gets hungry, then she cuddles me when she’s fed. It’s a really good system.”

“You’re a lot like that too, you know,” Ashton smirked. “You only love me after you’ve raided my kitchen.”

“So what do you call this, then?” Luke smirked and gestured to how he was lying on Ashton.

“Some strange swap in the multiverse,” Ashton smirked, “unless you’re actually hungry.”

Luke considered it. “I mean, I could eat.”

“I honestly don’t know why I expected you to say that you weren’t hungry,” Ashton sighed. “Get up. I’ll make you some food, I guess. But only because you’re injured.”

Like got up and examined his fingers. “Oh, I’d almost forgotten.”

“Well don’t tell me that,” Ashton smirked. “I’m the one giving you food, remember?”

“Oh yeah, I’m so injured. I honestly don’t know how I’ll make it through the night.”

“That’s it. That’s the drama I’m looking for,” Ashton teased and went to the kitchen. “You want leftovers? Eggs? A sandwich?”

Luke and Petunia followed, and Luke perched himself on the island counter. “Surprise me.”

Ashton decided on sandwiches. Luke kissed him softly as a thank you when he handed it to him, and dug in immediately.

“Alright, Piggy,” Ashton said to a very patient, but very expectant Petunia. “You hungry, girl? You want some food?”

Petunia must have recognized the tone and the words, because she practically pranced at Ashton and huffed excitedly.

“Well, come on then. Let’s get you fed, princess,” he giggled.

And once everyone was occupied with chewing, Ashton felt at peace.

“Stop stealing my chips, you bastard,” Ashton swatted Luke’s hand away.

“Please?” Luke practically begged, “one more, I swear.”

“Yeah, I gave you one more, three chips ago. Now you’re just robbing me,” Ashton pointed out.

Luke made a pouty face in response.

“Luke, don’t do that. Don’t pull the face. There’s a whole bag over there.”

“I don’t wanna walk. I just want one last chip.”

“I have a hard time believing this is the last one.”

“Ashy... Baby,” Luke grabbed Ashton’s hand, and looked into his eyes. “Please?”

Ashton sighed and pushed the plate towards Luke—who kissed him in excitement and gratitude. “Whatever, get off me,” Ashton added melodramatically but leaned into Luke’s hug.

“Thank you, Ashy,” Luke continued, kissing his cheeks and jaw. Eventually, he settled down and ate the chips gratefully, and Ashton sat on the floor to spend time with Petunia, who nuzzled him now that she was fed.

“All you Hemmings’ are the same,” Ashton smiled fondly. “You only love an Irwin when food is involved. But I’ll forgive you cause you’re so fat and cute.” He kissed her forehead and scratched her back till she rolled on her belly, and then he scratched that too, cooing soft words to her.

Ashton looked up at Luke to find him videoing them. “No flash photography,” He held up a hand to the camera, “Leave Piggy alone, please.”

Luke just giggled and adjusted his position to point the camera at them again. Ashton tried to block the camera, again. And when they both were giggling messes, he tried to grab the phone from Luke’s hands entirely.

“Civilians can’t film her without her permission,” Ashton attacked Luke by tickling him. “It’s against the law!”

Luke fell to the floor in a fit of laughter, practically writhing out of Ashton’s hands. Even Ashton was laughing uncontrollably now. “Stop stop, Ash, I cant breathe,” Luke practically wheezed.

“Shoulda thought about that before you broke the law,” Ashton teased, but slacked up. He kissed Luke’s smiley and blush blown cheeks.

Luke caught his breath, and kept his grip on Ashton’s shirt so he’d stay in place right over him. “Every time you tickle me we end up in a compromising position,”

“Yeah well maybe if you’d keep your legs closed...” Ashton teased, and smacked the outside of Luke’s thighs from where he rested between them.

“Are you calling me a slut?” Luke said in obvious mock offense. His eyes got that teasing twinkle, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

“Indirectly,” Ashton smirked. “Why? Are you gonna deny it?”

Luke bit his lip on a smile, “fuck you.”

“Actually, I’d rather fuck /you/,” Ashton smirked.

“Mmm I’m sure you would,” Luke’s flirtatious tone practically told Ashton that he’d rather that, too.

“Am I that predictable?” Ashton hummed.

“Yeah, kinda,” Luke looked up at him, and widened his legs to accommodate Ashton more comfortably.

“Careful, Lu.”

“What?” Came the innocent response and lip bite.

“If you think I won’t fuck you here on the kitchen floor, you’re wrong,” Ashton nearly growled. “You’re playing with fire.”

“Mmm. Good, it’ll keep me warm,” Luke rubbed one of his calves up Ashton’s legs.

“Such a slut,” Ashton shook his head fondly and kissed Luke. He felt Luke’s arms circle around him, pulling him down to deepen the kiss.

The sound of familiar clicks and pants came around the kitchen island, and Ashton felt a cold wet nose hit his cheek. He broke the kiss and giggled. “Petunia’s obviously not having this.”

Luke laughed at the displacement, and how Petunia was pretty much shoving her head between theirs, “Petunia’s eyes say: ‘dads chill out. It’s cuddle time.’”

“They say: ‘dads, chill the heck out, I eat in here.’” Ashton giggled got off of Luke to cuddle both of them. “I’m starting to think making out on the kitchen floor is a bad idea. Every time we do it we get interrupted.”

“That’s right! I forgot Calum called us last time.”

“When it’s not one child, it’s the other,” Ashton smirked.

“She’ll fall asleep soon,” Luke sighed petting her soothingly. “Pretty baby wanting to cuddle with us. So sweet. I love you.” Ashton was about to make a quippy comment when Luke turned to him, “and I love you.”

Ashton hummed. “I love you.”

“What will we do at the beach?” Like asked examining the bandages on his fingers.

“Get you some ice cream, write our names in the sand, swim...” Ashton kissed Luke’s forehead, “Whatever you want, baby.”

“I wanna swim. And write our names in the sand. And eat ice cream. Get a double scoop and I’ll share the cone with you. Deal?”

“Deal.”

Ashton took in this moment, and the moments just before—the smiles and happiness and giggles. He would trade everything he had to keep that smile on Luke’s face. There was nothing more gratifying than seeing his band mate—his best friend, his /soulmate/—with a genuine smile again.

And he knew the moments like this wouldn’t last forever, but he would hold him through a million bad days for the hope of one good one.

“Hey, Lu?”

“Hmm?”

“Stay here forever.”

There was a slight pause. “Okay.”

Ashton leaned onto Luke’s shoulder and got an excited lick from Petunia right across his nose.

“I want you here, too, Piggy,” Ashton assured her.

“Thank you for taking such good care of me, Ash,” Luke sighed softly and leaned onto the top of Ashton’s head.

“I’d bandage your guitar injuries every day if you wanted me to.”

“And make me food?”

“Only because you’d be injured.”

Luke giggled.

“C’mon then,” Ashton got Luke up and smacked his bum. “I want to see how nice your ass looks in swim shorts again.”

“Okay, okay.” Luke laughed, and turned to Petunia. “C’mon, Princess. Maybe we can convince daddy to get you some ice cream, too.”

And they definitely would.

#5sos #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #lrh #afi #lashton #this is a fic i wrote #this is pure fluff #fluff #gay 5sos #lashton hemwin #michael clifford #mgc #calum hood #cth #malum #scholarly

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harryandmolly · 5 years ago

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Change of Pace - 9 (Summer 2019)

cowritten by @achinglyshawn

summary: Shawn and Maya meet again 10 years after life got in the way of love

warnings: language, NSFW

wc: 6.1k

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When Shawn wakes, he’s tangled with Maya beneath the sheets. He’s got her pressed into his chest with her back contoured along his front, one of his legs stuck between hers. One arm is tucked beneath his pillow, while the other is curled around her waist, his broad, warm palm settled on her tummy.

He hasn’t slept so well in twelve years.

He groans softly as sleep fades, presses his face into his pillow and tightens his arm around Maya, pulling her closer to him until they’re flush together. His fingers trace the soft curve of her stomach before slipping up towards her ribcage, teasing along the angle of her ribs before he reaches the swell of her breasts.

He shifts behind her and nuzzles into the back of her neck, just where it meets her shoulder. He nudges at her hair with his nose, pushing it out of his way so he can press kisses to her skin.

“Maya,” he coos, lazily rocking his hips into her ass. “You awake?”

It doesn’t even really feel like waking up.

Maya stirs so gently she was barely aware of coming out of her sleep. It’s not like last time where she immediately went tense all over at feeling his body behind hers. Instead, she softens even further at his whispering fingers and exhales low and soft through her nose.

She’s sort of aware that she’s naked but it doesn’t bother her, not with him. When they got back to his place last night, they ordered food, made out on his couch and went to bed. She stripped out of her clothes and refused a t-shirt because she can’t remember the last time she slept naked with someone she loved. Not comfortably, anyway.

Shawn’s nose is soft and cool against the nape of her neck. His lips are dry against her skin — probably chapped from her sucking and teething at them last night. The thought makes her smile lazily.

He’s all over her. It’s the best way to wake up (if she’s even awake. She’s pretty sure she’s still dreaming).

“Hi,” she murmurs, voice rough and sandy, “Did you sleep ok?”

“Mm,” he hums against her skin, dragging his his nose along the line of her shoulder until he reaches the bony knob at the base of her neck. His lips wander up the notches in her spine until he reaches the base of her skull. He tucks his chin over her shoulder and kisses her jaw, murmurs, “Better than I have in years.”

Maya smiles, pleased to hear he’s as happy with last night as she is. When was the last time she felt this well rested? She’s too content and cozy to bother overthinking it.

He kisses the apple of her cheek then drops his head to his pillow, chest arching and pressing into her back as he yawns. His hand falls from her ribcage to her stomach, so he traces the tip of his finger around her belly button and wonders if it’s still a sensitive spot for her.

He’s all warm morning heat curling around her as he spoils her with kisses. She trails her fingertips against the light hair on his forearm until he starts to tickle her. She freezes, giggles, and without meaning to, grinds her ass back against him, caught between his wandering fingers and his solid body.

He pushes his face back into the crook of her neck when she laughs, kisses at her throat through a wide smile. His fingers drop from her belly to give her a break. He wiggles his hand between her hip and the bed, instead.

“What about you, Lu? Any nightmares?”

“No nightmares,” she whispers, her laughter fading as she runs her toes against the back of his leg that’s wedged between hers, “I don’t think I dreamed at all. I was just… gone. It was nice.”

It doesn’t sound nice, being gone, but god, it was delicious. Because she was gone with him.

A shiver crawls up his spine as she drags her toes along his leg, something that’s always made him a bit twitchy for her. He sighs into her neck, nodding a little. “Mm, yeah. I get it. Sounds like we wore each other out pretty well last night.”

Maya lifts her arm to lift her fingers lightly through the tight little curls at the back of his head because she’s crazy about them, always has been, and they’re softest in the morning before he puts any product in them.

“It’s true, amazing sex followed by Chinese takeout followed by heavy petting on the couch will usually lead to knock-out sleep.” But only with you. She thinks it, but doesn’t say it.

He curls his fingers into her hip as he slowly rocks his own, pressing himself against the small of her back as he begins to suck softly at the skin of her throat. This is something he missed the most with her. Lazy mornings, warm and comfortable between the sheets as they’re both pulled out of slumber.

He’s pretty sure morning sex is both of their favorites, and he feels himself stirring with interest against her ass.

“What’s your day like?” he murmurs, his voice thick with need he doesn’t bother to hide from her.

Maya knows what he wants when she feels him start to shift behind her. The canting of his hips against her is subtle, but when they’re so easily pressed together like this, she can feel his every movement.

Maya feels him just start to harden behind her and it has her breath shuddering. It feels so fucking good being held like this again, being the first thing he wants when he wakes up. Maya swallows and arches her back subtly, pressing her ass back against his cock.

“Mmm, I’m on beach time, baby, I don’t make plans. What did you have in mind?”

She is so incredibly sexy in the morning. Well, she’s sexy all the time, but there’s something about her warm, sleep-heavy body and the rasp in her voice in the morning that pushes her over the edge.

She’s needy and pliable and so sweet, and when she presses her ass into him, he practically gasps. He pushes his head into her fingers, loves how she loves to scratch at the hair at the nape of his neck, particularly when she wants a little extra attention herself.

Shawn ruts against her slowly, still hazy with sleep. He moves like they have all the time in the world, because as far as he’s concerned, they do. He sucks and kisses her neck, never staying in one spot for too long as he sloppily trails along the slope of her trapezius. He’s too distracted to answer her question.

Shawn lazily mouths at her neck and as good as it feels, Maya tightens her jaw for a moment, knowing what she really wants. She decides to ask because she’s trying to remind herself that she’s worthy, even of the small stuff.

“Baby, leave me a mark? Please? I miss seeing how you--” Her breath catches around the word ‘love’ -- “How good you are to me.”

She’s breathless. She wants to walk around town with him, hold his hand with a hickey proudly on display on her neck like she’s 16 again. It’s something she missed, getting to look in the mirror and see how thoroughly he loved tasting her skin.

Shawn knows what she was going to say.

I miss seeing how you love me.

She used to say it all the time, when he would leave bruises in places that were harder to hide with clothes.

“I’m sorry,” he’d say.

“It’s okay, baby,” she’d shrug, lifting her fingers to the bruise, “I like seeing how you love me.”

He can’t deny her.

He smiles into her skin, murmurs, “If that’s what you want, sugar,” before he nips at her throat, then soothing her with broad strokes of his tongue. He bites and nibbles at her a few more times before he presses his lips to her reddening skin and sucks.

He moves on to worry a different spot, one just beneath her jaw. He doesn’t leave a mark, but he does nip her here and there, just to send shivers down her spine until her toes curl.

The combination of pain and pleasure from his lips and teeth on her skin is flooding her. She groans quietly, cards a hand through his hair while he goes to work on her, looking delighted to be tasked with marking her up.

Every time he touches her makes it harder and harder to imagine it ever stopping. Every brush of his rough fingertips or the gentle tickle of his eyelashes, it’s so addictive. Maya’s strung the fuck out on him and she knows it.

“Wanna fuck you again,” he purrs into the crook of her neck, finally remembering his fantasy for the day. He kisses her, pressing his palm firmly against her lower abdomen, his fingers stretching to the patch of hair right at the apex of her thighs.

She doesn’t even have time to let out a deeply satisfied moan before he’s kissing her. It’s a long, slow kiss that matches the movement of his hips as he grinds into her from behind. His fingers flirt with skipping lower to start to get her wet for him, but the truth is, she’s already feeling it, has felt it starting since he first rasped into her ear.

“Wanna watch you surf after breakfast,” he continues. “Wanna get you lunch, coffee milkshakes, and then go to the arcade and win you a dumb prize you don’t really want. And then kick your pretty little ass in air hockey.”

“Sounds so perfect,” she whispers, and it sounds so sincere to her ears that she has to temper it.

“Except for the air hockey part, baby, you know you can’t beat me. You’ve tried, but it’s just sad.”

She punctuates it with a shift of her hips that has his cock sliding between her thighs, which are starting to get slick.

“Hey—“ he starts to argue, because he’s pretty sure he’s won once before— but the flick of her hips has his cock snug between her wet thighs and he cuts himself off with a groan.

He presses his lips to her cheek, forehead tipped against her temple. “You want it, Lu? Want my cock again, sugar?”

She grins at his reaction, circling her hips so her ass grinds rhythmically against him. But as soon as the grin flashes, it’s gone. His low, gravelly voice has her stiffening in his arms, moaning as she shuts her eyes.

“Please, honey. I want your cock. Fuck me.”

Maya turns her cheek so his lips fall into hers. She sucks his full lower lip into her mouth, tonguing at him softly.

Shawn moans as Maya sucks at him, rolling his hips into her, his cock gliding along her dripping slit until he nudges her clit.

“Just relax, sugar,” he mumbles against her mouth as his hand finds her thigh and he lifts it slightly. He continues the steady rolling pace of his hips, grinds the head of his cock over her swollen clit a few more times before burying himself inside her pink pussy.

“Fuck,” he breathes, barely audible between their lips. Her cunt is so slick, soft, and warm around him. Just as always. He’s so fucking spoiled, each time they do this. He fits perfectly inside of her, every contour of her slick walls hugging his shaft just right.

He can’t hold it in.

“This is fucking perfect,” he pants breathlessly as he drags his lips to her cheek, nose nuzzling her ear. He tightens his arm around her waist and picks up a slow, grinding pace that has his cock stretching her pussy more with each stroke.

He’s so good at getting her present, calming her frantic mind. He doesn’t even seem to know he’s doing it, he just… gets her. They work together so beautifully, how could she ever see past that? Not just sexually, of course, but in every way there is.

Maya relaxes into him as he sinks into her. She lets go of any tension she’s holding onto and lets him take her, reaching so deep as he rolls his hips against her firm ass.

He’s right. It is perfect. Every bit of it.

Maya sobs a breath. “So good with you, always perfect with you,” she chants desperately, shaking her head.

She closes her eyes and breathes, concentrates on keeping her rhythm with his and not saying anything else.

He smiles into her cheek. She’s breathless against his chest as she starts working her hips back and forth. She rolls with him so his cock slides deeper with each sweet stroke.

“Wish we could stay here forever,” he pants, squeezing his eyes shut against the weight of the honesty. Carefully, he drapes her thigh over his hip to keep her spread for him while also freeing up his hand. He strokes the inside of her thigh with his fingertips until he reaches her swollen folds, teasing her slick skin as he stretches her with each press of his dick.

Maya spreads her fingers on the pillow next to her and scrunches them hard into the fabric, inhaling sharply. His voice is so gentle and warm and so close to her ear that it feels like it’s in her head.

She doesn’t balk at “forever.” She closes her eyes and thinks about it, about what it might look like or feel like. Forever with Shawn. Her breath stutters in her heaving chest.

“I--”

She doesn’t know what was going to come out of her mouth, but it wasn’t going to be anything appropriate right now. So she snaps her mouth shut and lets him ease her leg up over his so he can have a hand free. She turns her face into the pillow and sighs happily, feeling him work harder to give her what she wants. Thinking about it is overwhelming.

“Feels so fucking good,” Shawn murmurs before swiping his thumb over her twitching clit and burying his face in the crook of her neck.

A subtle tilt of his hips has the head of his cock brushing over her g-spot with each stroke.

“S’it feel good, sugar? You like taking me like this?”

He shifts the angle of his cock and it has her gasping, moaning so loud into the pillow that it’s almost pornographic and she’s vaguely aware that Geoff lives with Shawn but she feels like she cannot physically stop herself from showing him how much he’s doing for her. She’s fucking losing her mind.

“Shawn,” she squeaks, “Oh fuck. Right there. Baby, feels so good. Fuck.”

She shoves her face back into the pillow to shut herself up because she’s on the brink of hysteria.

“Yeah?” His voice hitches as she encourages him like he loves. He presses his chest more firmly into her back and hangs his head to suck at her collarbone as he picks up speed, but just barely. He only brushes her g-spot on every third smooth stroke, wanting to give it to her good but not too fast. He’s enjoying the lazy rock and relaxed pace as he mouths sloppily at her clavicle.

He does take her encouragement, but he’s not sprinting for the finish line by any means. In her cloudy, lust-hazed mind, she’s not really surprised. Morning sex, especially when they’re spooning, was always lazy and slow and molten hot with the two of them.

Maya’s entire body tingles. He’s meticulous in the way he works her up, like he’s got the scientific method on his side or something. It’s maddening and wonderful and awe-inspiring and god, she loves him so fucking much.

It’s a shame she’s still a liar.

His lips find her ear and he sucks at her lobe softly. He murmurs, “Could do this all fucking day with you, Lu. Love being so close.”

He nudges a kiss to the shell of her ear as he gives her clit a gentle pinch, before working it in small, tight circles.

She whines at the feel of his lips and tongue on her earlobe. The smooth rhythm of her hips goes erratic for a moment. She feels like she’s a heartbeat away from an orgasm. His words reel her back in.

“Not gonna last all day if you keep up torturing me, honey,” she chuckles breathlessly, hiccupping when he flicks at her sensitive button of nerves. She groans through a laugh and shakes her head.

He grins into the soft skin behind her ear and flicks her clit again. “You’re not the one who has to last all day, sugar. You can come as many times as you need to.”

“Your fingers are perfect. You’re… perfect.”

He nips the shell of her ear, loving that it’s still one of her most sensitive spots.

“So’re you, My, fuck— god, can’t believe you’re here now. Can’t believe it’s not a damn dream,” he babbles with a raspy laugh.

His hips pick up speed and he starts panting softly against her ear as he shifts his hips so he can work his cock over her g-spot each time he fucks into her tight, slick pussy.

“Sooner you come, sooner you get to come again,” he purrs into her ear, giving her swollen clit a teasing spank with the tips of his fingers.

His stamina has seriously improved since he was in his early 20s. His dedication to her pleasure has always been admirable, but Jesus Christ, he’s so, so good for her.

Maya’s toes curl when he teases her and bites at the shell of her ear. She groans, knowing she’s definitely, completely soaking the bed as he strokes into her hotter and harder with each thrust of his talented hips.

Shawn would have her coming every hour on the hour if he could. It’s not even a question. Maya hums at his words, knowing she’s had this dream herself more than a few times. This is better though. It’s always better with him.

He won’t be satisfied with coming himself until he’s gotten her off at least once. He kicks things into high gear, smacking at her clit like she loves because he knows she loves it and god, she loves him and she can’t think straight at all because she’s seeing stars.

Her first orgasm starts in her toes and races through her nerve endings, lighting every one on fire. She shuts her eyes and gasps, going so tight around his throbbing cock it’ll be a miracle if he’s not coming with her in a few seconds. She pulses and writhes with it, letting it consume her until it fades and she’s wriggling back against Shawn’s hips for more.

She’s so good for him. It’s burns him from the inside out. His heart thuds heavily in his chest as her orgasm soaks him, his hips stuttering for a moment.

He sinks his teeth into the shell of her ear as he groans, trying to get himself under control while he slows his rhythm back down.

“Honey… baby, please…” she whines, not knowing what she’s even begging for.

Maya’s begging is so sweet.

“What’s that, Lemon?” he coos in her ear, smirking a little as he taps her clit gently. “You want another one?”

He kisses her ear before trailing down her throat, licking at each of her freckles he comes upon as he slowly rocks his cock in and out of her, narrowly missing her g-spot each time as her pussy still spasms from her orgasm.

Maya’s hip is getting a little sore from her leg being flexed behind Shawn’s, but he feels so good. She can’t even consider stopping him, letting her take a breather. She’s gone without for so long. Making up for lost time with him would be impossible, but they’re definitely putting effort in.

She nods frantically, selfishly, unself-consciously. She knows very well he’d give her everything. He’d hand her his whole world. Right now, with as crazed as she is, she’d take it. She wants all of him.

Maya has only barely recovered from her last orgasm but Shawn isn’t done. His tongue is hot on her sweaty neck as she barrels toward another.

Maya’s had sex with other guys who knew what they were doing with a woman’s body. She’s had great sex with them. But there’s no one who knows her and what she wants and needs like Shawn. He knows exactly what to say and how to touch her, knows her on such a level that other guys can’t imagine.

Shawn could take her anywhere.

He chooses to tease her, missing her most sensitive spot as he continues rowing into her backside. She groans and gives him a rough squeeze with her tired walls.

“Stop teasing me,” she growls.

She has him grinning into the tender, purple skin of her neck. He loves that she knows what she wants. Always has. She’s never been afraid to tell him, either. They make a good team because of it.

“Me?” He smirks, kissing his way back to her ear, “Dunno what you’re talking about.”

He flicks his hips harder just then, cock grazing right over her g-spot. He presses his fingers tightly against her clit and rubs her quickly, the kind of firm, general pressure that he knows drives her crazy.

She can feel him smiling and it makes her want to roll over on top of him and take what she needs from him herself. He probably wouldn’t even mind. Shawn loves it when she gets a little rough. But… she feels so close to him like this with him wrapped around her, finding a way to be together even more intimately than when they were asleep like this.

So she plays along and lifts a hand back into his hair, groaning through a giggle as she pulls at it. She loves how playful they can be while making-- well, while fucking.

But he gives her what she wants -- and she feels it immediately.

His voice drops, rough with desire as he purrs his her ear, “Always give you what you want, sugar. You know that.”

“Oh god, oh my fucking god,” she pants, kicking at his legs blindly, “Shawn, gonna fucking come again.”

A soft whining hum comes out her nose as she dives back off the cliff. This orgasm is shorter and hotter, has her sizzling all over. She sobs a breath with his name in it.

“Oh my god,” she murmurs once she’s on the other side, “I can’t… Shawn, I’m--” She’s too overwhelmed to continue. She doesn’t know what to say anyway.

He’s not gonna be able to hold off much longer.

Her second orgasm is short, hot, and soaking wet. She kicks at him and he clutches her waist firmly, groaning at the way her cunt clenches and grips his cock. He pulls his hand from her clit to hold her hip, thrusts slowing as he nudges her thigh off of him and rolls her forward, getting her on her stomach and pinning her to the bed.

She’s flustered beneath him, panting and squirming and spasming around his cock as he holds her down, only halfway on top of her as he scatters kisses across the back of her shoulder.

His cock twitches and he can’t wait anymore. His hips snap, and then he’s off, fucking into her welcoming pussy as he groans into her bronzed skin.

Maya’s not fully free from the grips of her orgasm before Shawn’s tipping her onto her stomach gently. She shifts beneath him, keeping her thighs snug together to give him an even tighter channel to really make him crazy.

With her face half buried in his pillows and his wonderful scent in her nose, she lets herself think for just a fraction of a second that she could have this forever. She just has to tell him she’s staying.

Her train of thought is interrupted by Shawn’s spasming hips slapping against her ass. She inhales sharply as the sensation as he picks up the pace. She tucks a hand over her shoulder to hold him, clutching onto his back as he starts to lose it.

“That’s it, baby,” she coos, wriggling her hips, clenching with what’s left of her strength to drag it out of him, “So good for me. Give it to me, I want it all.”

“Maya, sweetie--” he pants, digging his knees into the mattress as he buries his cock inside of her over and over, letting himself chase his orgasm. His hips stutter, and he knows he’s gone. He groans, pushing his face needily into her neck as his hips rabbit downward, his balls drawing tight against his body.

“I’m gonna-- I’m fucking-- I’m coming, shit-- shit, baby, fu-- fuck,” he hisses as he comes, his hips rocking jaggedly while he spills deep inside of her.

She moans at the feel of him steadying his hips against her inflamed backside. He comes hard, his breath striking the back of her neck. She squeezes her eyes shut and relishes the feeling. She loves being full of him in every way.

“Shawn,” she hums, in a way that just says she wanted to feel his name in her mouth.

Everything goes white, but only for a moment. He’s back before he knows it, dropping down onto her as his orgasm drains him of all the energy he’s got. He moans a little, face still nuzzled into her neck as his chest heaves against her back.

He’s never come like that before. They’ve never had it so fucking good, before.

When he relaxes into her, she relaxes into the bed. She’s squashed underneath him but she doesn’t care. His heaviness is completely welcome. Maya lifts her toes, all she can bear to move, to trace the bottom of his foot to tickle him. She makes a low, guttural, contented noise and moves the hand that was clenched into his shoulder blade to stroke his hair.

He groans, hand slipping from her hip to her stomach. He’s always trying to get closer to her, even after he’s just come inside her.

“God, Maya,” he mutters, heart hammering as he starts to mouth slowly at her neck.

“I’m still so fucking in love with you,” he breathes, fingers curling against the soft swell of her lower abdomen.

It’s funny how your body reacts before your brain can even spit out a fully-formed thought or emotion. At Shawn’s words, Maya’s body goes into panic mode before her mind gets anywhere near anything resembling coherence.

Every muscle in her body tenses like she’s been struck by lightning. Her drowsy eyes are wide fucking open. Her heart gallops around her ribcage like a racehorse. Her breathing has stopped.

Her mouth opens. It closes again. She exhales.

“Really?”

Really? 12 years apart, he’s been married and divorced and he says he still loves you, and “really” is all you got?

Shawn knew there was only so long he could keep his big, stupid mouth shut. The depth of his feelings for her overwhelms him, makes him feel like he’s gasping for air even though he’s surrounded by it. He couldn’t push it down any longer, and he thought maybe— maybe she’d want to hear. Maybe she’d like it. Maybe she’d love him back.

Instead, she stiffens beneath him like he’s a wasp who might sting her if she lets her guard down.

He swallows thickly and pushes him away from her, cock slipping from her warm folds. He lies on his back next to her and stares at the ceiling as he nods.

“Uh, yeah. Really. Really, really,” he says with a rough laugh, but it’s humorless.

He closes his eyes and holds his breath, waits for her to scramble out of bed and pull on her clothes so she can make an excuse about a cheese delivery or something.

Maybe if he keeps talking, she’ll stay.

“I just— it’s not—“ If only he knew what to say.

“I figured you should know. You don’t— I mean, it’s okay if you don’t feel even remotely the same way but, if we’re gonna do this, I thought you should know.”

He brings his palms to his eyes and presses down, breathing in deeply through his nose.

“I never stopped loving you, Lu. And that— well, it just is what it is, I guess.”

Shawn crawls off of her, always gentle when he pulls away to lie on his back. She presses her nose to the pillow in an attempt at a steadying breath. Her body fails her. She’s shaking a little, like her whole being is urging her to run. But she won’t.

He’s hesitant, the way he’s talking and she knows it’s because he thinks she’ll run too. It’s like he’s expecting it. It’s heartbreaking.

She’s not running.

Maya rolls into her back, chest flushed, lungs thick with oxygen that doesn’t feel like oxygen at all. Her eyes fill. She blinks at the tears helplessly. She wriggles her nose to cover a sniffle.

Maya tilts her head to look at him, agonized but still somehow relieved. He’d been waiting to say this for a while. She reaches over and takes his hand off one of his eyes. She caresses the swallow with her thumb.

“I must’ve done something so good at some point for someone like you to love me all this time.”

It’s not enough. But it has to be for now.

Shawn’s heart stutters when he feels her roll over in the bed, towards him rather than away. Her hand in his has his stomach twisting, skin prickling.

She doesn’t say it back, but she doesn’t ditch him either. He counts that as a win.

He laughs, dropping his hand from his face and shaking his head.

“It’s not about what you do or don’t do, Lemon. It’s just... you’re my best friend. You’re my best fucking friend, Lu. I’ve never had a friend like you before. When I’m— when we’re together it feels like— like we’re a real team.”

Lemon.

He’s been calling her that since their second or third date, she’s pretty sure. He was rambling about how Maya sounds like “Meyer” and something about how she’s sweeter than a Meyer lemon and then shortened it to lemon. Lemon got tucked up in his expanding closet of nicknames for her alongside Lulu, Lu, My, and several wonderful pet names. They’re all proof, in little ways, of how he loves her.

He sighs, looking down to where her thumb strokes the back of his hand, right over the wings of his swallow.

“I gave you my heart a long time ago, and I never really wanted it back.”

Maya folds her other arm under her head and scoots just a little closer to him. She’s quiet, resigned.

She wants to say it back, of course she does. But she can’t. She refuses to while she’s still lying to him. When she’s alone tonight, she can sit in front of a canvas and decide if and how she can find her way out of the tangled web she’s woven. Until then, she can show him, but she can’t tell him.

Maya lifts their entangled hands onto her stomach, flattening the back of his palm against her warm skin so she can trace the lines of his hands with her fingertips.

“You’re the only person I’ve ever felt completely, truly myself around. I’ve never wanted to hide from you. You never made me feel like I had to. I always felt like you wanted all of me… loved all of me.”

She’s tired of continuing to apologize for leaving. In her heart of hearts, she knows she did what she felt she had to at the time. For better or worse, much, much worse, they were apart. There’s no changing it now. She has to stop killing herself for it.

Shawn can’t believe his luck. He was sure his admission was going to send her running, have her telling him he’s crazy and they’re not kids anymore and when will he grow the fuck up?

Instead she plays with his hand like she always used to.

He smiles as she speaks, then rolls himself onto his shoulder so he can look down at her, propping his head up with his free hand.

“I’ve always loved everything about you,” he says calmly. He’s already blown it, so what’s the point of backtracking now?

“And I’m not stupid, Lu. I know--” he laughs, glancing down at his hand on her stomach, “I know you’re not perfect. But I don’t want that. Flawed is like, way better than perfect. I like that you’re, you know, human. And you’re my favorite human, at that.”

He brings his gaze back up to hers, wetting his lower lip as he tries to ignore the way his pulse pounds in his ears.

Shawn seems to lean into his honesty. Maya figures he’s been holding it back for a while. She gets that. She’s been doing a lot of that herself lately.

She avoids his eyes, focuses on studying the smooth lines in his palm, smiling gently at the way his reflexes react when he gets ticklish. It’s easier not to look at him when he’s spilling his heart out on the bed between them and she can’t do the same.

Maybe it’s more cruel for her not to say it now, even despite the secret she’s keeping. Maybe it’s wrong. Maybe she should look up into those big, clear brown eyes and blurt out all the nights she spent missing him over the last decade and change. It’s what he deserves to hear, no doubt.

Maya looks up. His gaze is unwavering. His breath is steady. His ears are turning pink. She leans in and kisses his earlobe, curling a hand around his head comfortingly, stroking his hair.

“Thank you.”

It’s all she can do for now.

He lets out a shaky breath when she curls into him, lips soft on his skin, fingers gentle in his hair.

“Maya,” he murmurs, nuzzling his nose against her round cheek. He doesn’t really care that she hasn’t said it back, or that it seems like she’s not going to. She’s still here, she’s not recoiling at his words, and that tells him enough for now.

The way he sighs her name, like it’s ok that she couldn’t say it now even though he so clearly wants to hear it, almost makes her cry again.

In that moment, she lets herself revel in it.

He still loves me.

God, what a privilege. And he doesn’t love her casually or in a way she’s ever experienced before him. He loves her in this decade-consuming way that she can only hope hasn’t ruined his life but she can’t bring herself to worry too much when she’s lying with him like this. She thinks maybe he’d love her through anything. How wonderful and terrifying.

“Do you still want to spend the day with me?” he asks softly, giving her cheek a gentle kiss as he curls his fingers around hers and slides their hands along her body. He tucks their fingers under her chin and brushes his knuckles gently against the angle of her jaw.

“I didn’t mean to make anything weird,” he finally concedes, swallowing around a nervous lump in his throat as he breathes through his nose.

She squirms a little closer to him, brushing her nose over his lips and scratching gently at his finger with her nail.

“It’s not weird. It’s… it’s a lot for me right now. But it’s not weird. We should still have our date.”

He tries not to feel like a love sick puppy, desperate for the attention of a girl who doesn’t really want to give it to him.

Shawn tells himself it’s not true. She’s still here, wiggling closer to him like she likes being with him. He has to focus on her nonverbal cues, because the verbal ones aren’t going his way.

“I bet I could win you the stuffed nurse shark. Or the dragon,” he murmurs, because he doesn’t trust himself to say much more.

He tips his head and kisses her, carefully pulling her closer to his chest. He’ll take what she gives him, and he won’t push for more.

At this point, anything from her is more than enough.

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luellasu · 5 years ago

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✧.° hello hello !!! i’m diana ( she/her, 20, est ) aka ur resident girl group stan !! so i’m a little late to the party but i’m finally here, introducing my baby angel luella ( she is quite literally an angel hehe ). u can read all abt her under the cut, but if u want 2 plot, we can do so thru im’s or on discord depending on what u prefer !! my discord is everybody say STAN LOONA#5522

𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 : #ANG3L // STATS » luella ‘lu’ su, ( appears to be ) twenty, cis female, she/her, ballerina. ATTRIBUTES » devoted, mercurial, captivating, demure. SEEN » strangers whispering in the night, the lingering scent of vanilla in the air, tired eyes stained by glitter and mascara. DO NOT MISTAKE FOR » tzuyu chou.

( 𝑯𝑼𝑴𝑨𝑵. )

so,, since she cant remember her life as a human, i’ll keep it short !!! but i figured it’s worth mentioning

as a human, she had big aspirations. she was raised predominantly by her grandmother because her parents were always working

luella had always wanted to be a dancer, but she came from a lower middle class family and they couldn’t afford to put her in lessons. so, sometimes she would watch classes through the window

she studied hard in school and was at the top of her class, and despite never formally receiving lessons, all her years of observing classes made her a promising dancer

lu took a year off after high school to work and save money, and planned to audition for a prestigious ballet academy in europe because there were recruiters in her town

however, on the way to the audition, she died in a car accident along with her parents. a few months prior to this, her grandmother had died of old age

so, with the deaths of her and her family, it didn’t take long for her to be forgotten all together

( 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 . )

as an angel, luella avoided living with humans at first. she did not want to get too attached, and she felt that living among them wouldn’t end well for her

however, even from a distance, she became attached to one human. it was a girl, a ballet dancer. it was then she made the decision to live among humans, and she decided to take up ballet to be closer to her

still, even living among humans, she managed to keep some distance. she was more reserved, and extremely observant. eventually though, the two became friends. she felt more protective over this one human above all others

this continued for a while, but the guilt of having a favorite began to linger in her thoughts. she made the decision to leave and continue watching her from afar instead

once lu left the human world, she started to feel a lot better about herself and could say she no longer had favorites. for a few years, this worked perfectly. except the ballet dancer she had once been so close to developed an illness and passed away from it

lu was riddled with regret. she wished she had stayed close to her for the remainder of her life instead of running away. the worst part was, she knew that human felt abandoned by her

it was the first time as an angel that she felt like a failure

for a while after the death of the dancer, luella couldn’t focus properly. she began spacing out a lot, making mistakes more frequently ( when prior to this, she was the perfect example of what an angel should be ). she could not move on and started to feel like she was not fit to be an angel

as this was negatively impacting her ability to carry out her responsibilities, she pressured by the other angels to either overcome her failures or lose her status as an angel

this ultimatum made her realize she wanted to remain an angel and that she would have to get her act together to do so. for a brief moment, she contemplated giving up her status, to be able to forget it all. but when it came down to it, she didn’t want to lose the memories of all those she had crossed paths with, especially the dancer, who at least was alive in her thoughts

it was not easy to return to being the perfect angel, but she worked hard to get back to that level

eventually, she felt ready to live among humans once more. she decided to move to lunehaven for a while, though she really wants to move to paris one day. in the meantime, she has continued pursuing ballet and works as an instructor for kids

she attempts to live a quiet life, not getting too close to anyone, but it does get lonely sometimes

( 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀. )

luella tends to be quite reserved. she rarely initiates conversations or hangouts, but is relieved when someone else does. she enjoys being social, she’s just skeptical about getting too close to others

she is a scorpio sun with a libra moon so take that as u will !!

she is extremely devoted to dance and being an angel ( despite everything that happened ), and also very devoted to the few that she is close to, however, she changes her mind a lot about other things. her mood tends to change a lot, but she does her best to keep this to herself

as you can expect of scorpio and libra placements, she can be quite an intense/obsessive lover BUT can also be flighty if something seems too serious or causes her to feel too much. yes, she is a walking paradox i do not want 2 live in her head !!!

she adores classical music, which can be expected of a ballet dancer. she wants to learn how to play violin one day

her taste is pretty .... refined, so she can be quite the snob sometimes

she enjoys going to the theatre and the opera and stuff like that, and mostly goes alone

she comes alive at nighttime tbh,, the quiet hours once everyone has gone to sleep is her favorite time of day. she lovessss stargazing and if you become her friend, she will force you to have picnics under the stars

she’s bi bi bi babey !!!

take a look at her pinterest board to get a feel for her aesthetic !!!!

( 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺. )

cultured duo - someone who goes to the theatre/cinema/opera with her !!! it could be against their will, maybe she begs them to come. or maybe they also enjoy the these things

ex-fling/gf/bf - there could b more than one of these !! they could have ended on bad terms or good terms, still have lingering feels or tension or maybe they remained friends !!! we can plot this literally however !!

unrequited crush - maybe she has a crush on ur muse and it scares her to admit. OR ur muse could have a crush on her and maybe she’s oblivious to it

current fling/friends w benefits - someone she is currently seeing. could be no strings attached, or there could b some feelings there. maybe they don’t want to make it anything serious, or maybe they’re ready to take it to the next level. maybe one person is ready to go further, and the other isn’t.

enemies w benefits - imagine the tension !!! they started out hating each other but ended up hooking up. maybe it was a one time thing, or maybe they can’t stop going back to each other. maybe they keep it a secret and don’t want anyone else to know. this could develop in soooo many ways

ex-friends - someone she used to consider a best/close friend, but they had a falling out for whatever reason n maybe they strongly dislike each other now. maybe they want to re-kindle their friendship but don’t know how

sibling-like friendship - someone she sees like a sibling. they’re there for each other and look out for one another, always have each other’s backs

dynamic duo - ride or dies. platonic soulmates !! this person is prob one of the closest people to her and knows her very well ! they could b a power duo, always looking out for each other

take care - i think it would be cool if maybe one day she drank a little too much or was having an off day in general and your muse helped her get home and spent the night to make sure she was okay. lu probably feels like she owes them a favor and is really grateful in general that they took the time to care

confidant - someone who confides in her or someone she confides in, or they confide in each other. they don’t necessarily have to be the closest friends ever, but they get along, trust each other, and maybe they talk more in private

rivals - they don’t like each other for whatever reason, which we can plot. maybe it’s jealousy or their personalities just clash, but for whatever reason they do not get along. maybe they bring out a bad side to her that most people dont see

good influence - someone she can be a good influence on, someone she brings out the best in, maybe someone she rly cares about and wants to look after to make sure they’re ok !!

this is all i have for now, but maybe eventually i will make a plots page !!!

#luneintro #✧.° ░ 𝒖𝒎 𝒊 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 ╱ ooc.#this is so late helppppppakjhsdjshddkh #it is 6 am i hav 2 go 2 bed now

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kpoppwriter · 6 years ago

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EXO Reaction to Being Submissive

Anonymous said to kpoppwriter:

Hello, could I request EXO (OT12) submitting to the reader? Would they submit willingly, or would they need to be convinced first? Who goes into sub space quickly? Who's a bratty sub, who's a total baby boy? Who calls you daddy/mommy, master/mistress, who prefers to address you however you want to? (I tried to give you some questions, so you can do headcanons easily of you're unispired, but feel free to ignore me or add on!) Thank you!! ❤ ~💫

Hi, I love you and told max I would fight her if I couldn’t write this beautiful request.

Xiumin/Minseok

He would be rather shy at first when you brought it up but he was actually excited. Xiumin loved to be called you pretty kitty. Xiumin was compliant when he was in his sub space. He would want you to be hard on him often but still give him rewards when he was good. Xiumin would call you Ms./Mr. Y/N. He would begin to be more compliant in regular life too. If you were to even touch his back or leg the right way he would immediately look to you like the cute kitten he was and wait for you to guide him. Minseok is a perfect sub but when not in sub space is just as grown, in charge and has a dominant personality just like you, so when he isn't “Kitty”, he will call you on your bullshitty.

Luhan

Lu is a pleaser. He just wants you to be happy so he would be ok with being submissive. Lu would want to be dominant sometimes but his need to make you happy makes him want whatever you want more. If Lu is a sub he would be rather reserved. Not wanting to go to extreme as it would scare him slightly. Lu was sort of vanilla when it came to being a sub, and if he went farther than basics like hand cuffs and ropes he would want a treat or reward afterwards. Lu was sensitive and he would want you to take that into consideration, he wants you to feel good but pain is a huge no for him. He ca also become very easily blushy and is not one to always use verbal communication so be sure to keep track of what he does when he is needy, upset or anything.

Kris/Yifan

I would never call this man a sub, ok. Kris would bottom, and he would let you take control every once in a while but only if he really was close to you. No offence but if Kris was just having a one night stand he is domming but if he builds a bond and relationship with you he would “let you take control”. Kris is a freak and would let you do almost anything to him but 2 rules: Tell no one. Don’t do it in public. Kris is rather private with his sexual desires.

Suho/Junmyeon

He….Ya’ll…It…No….

Lay/Yixing

Yixing is like Luhan, he would sub for you and let you take control but is rather fragile (its or baby sheep). Yixing is super sweet to so he would want you to treat him softly. Even if your rough with him you have to talk to him softly the entire time to keep him calm. He loves it when you call him babyboy. It calms him and makes him get all blushy and soft. Yixing would want to sort of keep his kinks on the low but will not get mad if you call him babyboy in public because he is proud to have you dominate him too. Yixing follows all your rules and never makes any trouble since he only wants him

Baekhyun

Baekhyun is PURE puppy material. He is our first boy who will need/want heavy punishment. Baekhyun is an undercover masochist. Baek would love if you were mean to him and hurt him. He often falls easily into sub space is will start to be a tease or not follow your rules to get attention. Baekhyun would love to be your little slave and have you use him and put him in his place. Baekhyun has only a few limits he could never do and will be your little love as long as you don’t try those.Baek doesn’t care for giving you pet names but will call you one of you ask him too but he loves when you call him “Kitten”. Baek will also be the type to not be afraid if anyone knows you are in control of him. Sometimes doing risky things like asking for you to put a vibrator in him while he’s preforming and mess with him. He loves the torture.

Chen/Jongdae

You might have to force Chen to be a sub since he isnt used to it. He would be sort of whiny about things and try to annoy you until you give him what he wants, so you might have to be a little hard on him. Chen is sweet and affection though, buts it only when he wants to be. Chen wouldn’t probably be into calling you mommy/daddy unless he was feeling super cute and needy. Dae loves your hands a lot, he wants to hold them and kiss them. Dae would want you to hold his hands constantly since they were so comforting to him. Really holding jims at all is his weakness. He says he hates cuddles but he falls asleep in 10 seconds. He’s a cute needy sub who wants you attention but will complain you like him to much when he gets it.

Chanyeol

Chanyeol is your baby boy all day. He needs lots of love and affection, lots of pampering and your attention. Chanyeol would probably be one of the easiest members to get into sub space. He would do almost anything you say and love when you gave him commands and task. Chanyeol would never try to break the rules unless he wanted attention but 90% of the time he was your perfect angel. Chanyeol can sometimes become insecure that he is too tall to be your baby or that he isn't good enough for you so you will have to reassure him. Also this boy is not going to lose his muscles because he says their to help protect you because he doesn’t want anyone to touch you but him. (He’s possessive, and gets insecure when around others). Yeollie wouldn’t call you Mommy/Daddy unless he was in the mood so if you hear it slip out be sure to realize.

D.O/Kyungsoo

Soo would be ok with being your sub only in private and if you were good at taking care of his needs. He would sub but not for anyone who cant give him love, can't help him cook, can't help take care of the house and him and cant fuck. Soo would want you to make up for his faults hopefully so he can learn to grow to be more like you and would want you to be more so teaching him then just being dominant in the relationship. D.O is happy letting you dominate him sometimes but would love to dominate too and is rather vanilla when he subs since he hates pain, or anything not purely, evidently loving. He is fine with praise but also can't do stuff public since he has a reputation to keep up. So I wouldn’t say he would really sub but he would be pleased learning from you and letting you dom in sexual scenarios per say.

Kai/Jongin

Nini loved being your pup and is the most obedient besides Chanyeol. Jongin would expect lots of lot of love from you but can with stand the punishments amazingly. Jongin likes when you do things for your own amusement or pleasure before his sometimes. Jongin is pretty sweet and wouldn’t have a problem letting people know he was very submissive in the relationship. He wouldn’t run around screaming it but he didn’t mind if you called him baby or little one in front of everyone. Jongin does need lots of aftercare, unlike some older members. He wouldn’t just want cuddles but maybe food and for you to cuddle him and talk to him after he eats and goes to sleep. Jongin is an adorable sub and wouldn’t care who knows it as long as his Sir/Mistress is happy.

Tao/Zitao

Tao is a good sub but can get bratty at times. Most of the time he is sweet and will do things for you but remember Tao is a Taurus and is going to be a little to stubborn maybe and fight you on somethings. Tao would be the prettiest angel to his Mommy/ Daddy's face but everyone else gets what they deserve. Tao has some limits in the bedroom but not to many is is fine with experimenting there. Honestly thought he might be scared to let people know you are dominate over him since some people already think he's a Gucci whore. You're not a Sugar Mommy/Daddy, your his love. So Tao would be a good sub as long as you don't force him into anything and keep it a little low-key.

Sehun

Hunnie. That’s his nickname, cause this boy is a wild sub. He would live for the crazy kinky moments. He would need to be punished a lot because of his constant teasing and can get mouthy or bratty but would love to do almost anything you were up for. Sehun loves public sex and anything he thinks is sort of risky like slight knife play or threesomes. Sehun would like having someone to be more dominant for him but would sort of expect you to take care of him in almost a Sugar Spouse manner. Buy him things, baby him, fuck him until he can barely walk right, the regular. He would do call you what you wanted, dress how you want and do what you want as long as it wasn’t nasty and you took care of him and secured Ya’ll a bag, ok.

- Morning Star

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dwarvencraftsdirectfromorzammar · 6 years ago

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Corpse Roads

So i watched Original Sin and i thought i would write something small for it. I had so many ideas that went nowhere and i ended up with this. I feel like its all over the place but i cant spend more time thinking about it so im posting it. Also part 2 is written already, it just needs to brew aka lay in my docs till im satisfied with it.

He's dying, slowly bleeding out in empty train carriage and he thinks about a lot of things.

He thinks about his work as a policeman, work that made him human again, work that mattered and fulfilled him.

He thinks about his mother, knowing she is safe, taken care of and finally - hopefully with some peace. Hoping that this would not break that fragile peace.

He thinks about Sophie and her warm little smiles, hoping she won't be sad for long, that she won't feel guilty. That she will find happiness in Macau or wherever her heart might take her.

He thinks of Lu Zi Ming. Man who didn't kill her sister. Father of man he almost killed because of that. He wonders about him for a second. Would he feel better if Lu Zi Ming was one to actually do it, knowing he is behind bars? Would he be able to take his revenge if there was one to take on him?

He thinks about his work for Mr. Chen, how miserable he was with it and how good he was at it. He will miss it, like you miss a memory long passed that warms you occasionally.

He thinks of Egg Waffle, his colorful shirt after his vacation in Thailand. And Lao Gao, Lao Shi and whole unit.

He thinks of his sister, how much he misses her and that finally he will be able to say sorry to her. He hopes that she will forgive him.

He thinks of Lu Li. He won't be able to keep his promise to him. But this is for the best. Even his death will be fight for his happiness.

He thinks of everyone and is full of hope.

He thinks of Lu Li. And he hopes.

First few weeks Chi Zhen is strictly forbidden to leave his bed let alone the house. In his pitiful state, recovery is painfully slow.

He is trapped in uncomfortable bed with nothing to pass the time but watch the sun move behind the blinds. Room smelled awful to begin with but the oppressive heat makes everything worse. With yellow cracking paint on the walls and bloody floors nobody bothers to clean it's like he is waiting for a butcher. Chi Zhen feels like one big festering wound you constantly pick at until it bleeds and then leaves a nasty scar. It would be better he was dead. Better to put him to rest.

So Lu Li doesn't have to choose, doesn't have to act, can focus on his happiness only. So his mother doesn't have to go thru the humiliation, her remnant child, a killer at large. It's better to die, to make their choice for them.

From his makeshift hospital bed he plots and plans, pulls on every string, calls on every favor that can kill Chi Zhen and bury him for good. With a little bit of help he ties some of the loose threads and leaves Lanya. He thanks his saviors with 'I owe you’ and he knows they will come collecting if death won't be faster.

After Chi Zhen leaves Lanya he can finally breathe easy. Knot in his chest loosens and fresh air finally enters his lungs.

That knot pulls itself tight again after he arrives in Hong Kong. Choices waiting in Hong Kong are somewhat familiar and completely new. There is a choice of how to live and if Chi Zhen slips back into familiar but new crowds, familiar and new routines he tells himself over and over it was not just a choice born out of desperation.

He wonders about Lu Li's reaction, it doesn't matter. He is good at this job, that's what matters. Still, Chi Zhen despise Hong Kong, with the worst it's everything like home and best is nothing like at home. One room dingy apartment, in never quiet neighborhood is his home now. Stream of people milling around, having muffled conversations behind his doors are a constant now and sleepless nights are chased away only with a bottle of rum in his system. Colorful lights behind windows are always illuminating the filth in his flat but he can't be bothered to even begin to clean anything. Overall, it's miserable situation so he fills his head with what ifs.

If he returns home he is going to buy his own apartment or better yet, a house. Closer to work and closer to the retirement home, somewhere you can hear only birds and leafs outside your windows. He is going to fill it with ridiculous and ugly expensive carpets, that you hang on the walls that his many guests would marvel at. To match the carpets there would be delicate and colorful tea sets that nobody would ever touch. Sitting behind glass, picturesque and useless. There would be parties held every second week, that kind, where you sit around talking instead dance around drinking.

If he could return to Lu Li he would endlessly tease him about how ugly he looked when he cried at the scrapyard, telling him it didn't matter because he was the only one to see it. Chi Zhen would invite him to his new house and wait for Lu Li to tell him its most ridiculous thing he saw. And Chi Zhen would answer - ridiculous is good as long it's by your side. Then he would point out he has particular outfits to match with carpets and tea sets and Lu Li would burst out laughing, trying to hide his face behind his hands.

If his mother accepted his apologies and his hugs he would take her to that dream house, with two nurses and everything she asked for. Chi Zhen would cook her favorite foods as she once did for him, make jasmine tea every night to drink with her even when he hates it.

If Lu Li would allow it, he would spoil Yinuo rotten, buy her that toy that caught his eye last week, take her to see all of Lanya while telling her tales of rest of the world.

If Chi Zhen had the courage, he would go back to Lu Li's side and never leave.

His head is so full of what ifs and he can't breathe. He stops thinking of what ifs and he breaths just a little easier.

Chi Zhen keeps track, he keeps track of everything.

He knows every word said in the halls of retirement home. He knows of every little thing that happens in Hua City Police Department. From investigation into Dong Lingqi, which is honestly so stupid and risky, to Lao Shi's daughter expecting a second baby.

He carefully stores every bit of knowledge and tries to take deep breaths.

Everything happens so fast, Chi Zhen is no longer a wanted man in Lanya and Lu Li gets a promotion. And still Chi Zhen doesn't want to leave Hong Kong, or he can't leave Hong Kong.

He saw Lu Li on TV that day, in pristine looking uniform talking about achievements of Hua City Police Department and Chi Zhen wasn't really listening.

He saw Lu Li, all sharp angles, jaw set tight, talking about justice and all he could think of was that he has no right. He has no right to go back, to crush into his life like nothing happened. Like they could just continue where it stopped, like Lu Li waited for him to come back. So Chi Zhen just smiles at the image in front of him. Lu Li looks good, comfortable in his new position, healthy with solid weight and pretty color in his cheeks. Chi Zhen hopes he is happy and shuts down the TV.

He starts thinking about his future in Hong Kong, what he really wants to do and he stops thinking about Hong Kong shortly after, when he gets the news that his mother is sick.

#original sin #原生之罪 #chilu #fun fact: i hate jasmine tea and more then jasmine tea i hate green tea with jasmine in it #what a waste of perfectly good green tea #also i cant believe i didnt write any dialogue #also also second part is the reunion #also also also more i write more i realiye how limited my english is #how basic my sentence structure is and my vocabulary is jut shit #so yeaaaah #enjoy i guess #chi zhen #lu li

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