#me with like... sin mal

[aromanticasterisms]

yes yes arlecchino backstory sad lore interesting animation cool as hell but MOST IMPORTANTLY. signora and scara fatui coat LOOKS.

[qivns]

error de cálculos en movimientos parecen desencadenar incidente, sonido ahogado es preámbulo suficiente, aunque mochila que llevaba con ella cae de rama en la que se encuentra sentada, sin ser capaz de atraparla. ‘ ¡cuidado! ’ advertencia escapa en tono alto, casi un grito que se entremezcla con temor al divisar anatomía desconocida, rostro que no logra identificar desde su posición. ‘ ¿te encuentras bien? ’ atina a preguntar, asomando cabecita desde lo alto, asegurando afiance de manos para priorizar seguridad.

[storiedhistories]

Thinkin' about adding a couple more M.arvel muses. Might put up a poll or something to see who'd be interested in J.anet V.an D.yne (more comics-based, since the movies robbed her of.....so much), K.itty P.ryde, and possibly S.inthea S.chmidt.

[idon-twannabeperceived]

Escuchar a mi vieja hablar sobre personas lgbt me saca 3 años de vida x cada minuto que tengo que aguantar

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

It’s giving mental illness ���� #cackling

John’s voice is so fetus 🥹

[harunayuuka2060]

Professor Trein: I've never seen your classmates- I mean, your students this behave.

MC: They just value their lives, professor.

Cerberus: Grrr...

MC: Oh. Is there anyone trying to cheat?

Random student: !!! *immediately rips off his cheat sheet*

MC and Professor Trein: ...

Professor Trein: Can I borrow Cerberus for my history class later?

MC: Sure thing, professor. But how about, Lucius?

Cerberus: Grrr...

MC: Aww~ Look at you, Cerberus! You're such a good boy! Be good to Professor Trein and his cat, hm? I'll play with you together with Lucifer after you finish your task. *pets him*

Cerberus: *wags his tail*

The students: *thinking* Curse Crowley...

Barbatos: Great work, MC. Here's your Hell Coffee.

MC: Thanks. *takes a sip* Ah.

MC: So bitter.

Barbatos: *chuckles* It's more bitter than before, isn't it?

MC: *smiles* Yes. *then their face saddens*

Barbatos: Is there something wrong?

MC: I just missed Luke and Simeon.

Barbatos: Hm. Then why not invite them here?

MC: ...

Barbatos: Don't tell me you have forgotten that you possess the power of the Ring of Light?

MC: ...

MC: *facepalm* Yes.

Barbatos: *chuckles* I figured. Now, don't sulk and enjoy your recess.

MC: Thank you, Barb.

MC: Vil... What are you doing here?

Vil: I've heard from your demon butler that you are turning yourself into an angel to gain access to this Celestial Realm.

MC: Yes?

Vil: I must see what you will look like, potato.

MC: ...

MC: Okay. I think it'll be fine if you're the only spectator- Lilia, what are you doing here too?

Lilia: Same reason. *while holding a camera*

MC: ...

MC: Whatever.

Solomon: *chuckles* You're famous even here, huh?

MC: More like infamous, but yeah. Anyway, Sol? Mind lending me a hand?

Solomon: No problem. *uses magic to change them*

Vil and Lilia: *in awe; also Lilia not forgetting to snap pictures*

MC: Okay! I'm ready to get my baby!

Solomon: And your other husbando.

MC: Right. *breathes in*

MC: I am the magician, MC…Ring of Light! Heed my words! Open the way forward and create a path where there was none!

MC: Unlock the Gates of the Celestial Realm!

Vil: Ugh... Everything is bright! I can't see a thing!

Lilia: Good thing I have my sunglasses.

Vil: *frowns*

*The light disappears after a few seconds and MC as well*

Solomon: Yup. I'm sure they are in the Celestial Realm right now.

MC: ...

Simeon: ...

MC: *ended up straddling him*

Simeon and MC: *both blushes in embarrassment*

MC: I am sorry!

Simeon: *chuckles* I thought for a second that I had committed a sin.

MC: Come on now. You're calling me a sin?

Simeon: *chuckles again* No. I mean, I have been thinking of you for a while.

MC: *smiles* Sorry for being gone. I got into some sort of... unexplainable event.

Simeon: Oh?

MC: By the way, is Luke here? I'm here to invite you and him to this new world I'm living in.

Simeon: Is it similar to Devildom?

MC: No. It's a bit similar to the human world, except with magicians.

Simeon: Oh. *smiles* We would love to be there.

MC: Great!

*Back to Twisted Wonderland*

Diavolo: Simeon! Luke! I'm so glad to see you again!

Simeon: *chuckles* We're glad to see you too, Diavolo.

Luke: Yeah!

Lucifer: I'm surprised you easily got permission, MC.

MC: What permission?

Lucifer: ...

Simeon: MC snatched Luke in front of Michael. *laughs*

Luke: *giggles* It was fun when the other angels started to chase us!

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: MC, why you-

MC: It's my parental rights, Lucifer.

Lucifer: ...

Malleus: That is your son, child of man?

MC: Yes! Isn't he adorable?

Luke: *staring at Malleus and wondering if he's a demon*

Malleus: How old is he?

MC: Um. He's ten. Yes. He's ten years old.

Luke: *pouts* MC! I'm over a thousand years old!

Malleus: ...

Malleus: What? You are older than me? *squints his eyes*

MC: Mal, don't. *knows that he's judging his height*

[seijakuu00]

Hey guys I just saw smth very questionable and I want your opinion 🤗

Words cannot describe the face I made when I saw this, what in the actual fuck is that 😭😭.

I still don't understand why do people write this with Toji and Megumi, Toji did NOT die for this 🙏. "Mind your own bussines" how about you seek professional help? This is not normal and if you think people should their own bussines and not let you see that what you read or write is wrong, let me tell you that the only one that needs to think and recapacitate is you.

Sad how grown women write abt this shit, y'all are sick of the head.

Hagan algo mejor en vez de andar escribiendo este tipo de pendejadas y busquen ayuda pls, no wonder why it has so few likes.

BOO! Did i scare you? I'm a bar of soap 🧼 just here to remind you to get ur ah in the 🚿 shower and go outside because the smell through the screen is not very pleasant, over and out 👋

For this one, use translator 'cause I'm writing this in spanish. I'm too lazy to write it in English.

Miren, esta bien escribir fanfics ya que todos tenemos derecho a expresar nuestra creatividad pero otra cosa es como tu vas a utilizar esa creatividad sea para bien o mal. Ahora, que digas que es "dark content" NO justifica el hecho de que hayas escrito incesto y pedofilia, no me vengan con que eso no afecta la realidad porque SI la afecta y existen muchos casos de gente que ya no sabian separar la realidad con la ficción y cometieron delitos. (asesinatos, etc.) Escribir este tipo de cosas y leerlas puede irte dañando la mente poco a poco aún así tu digas que no. "Ay pero hacemos un AU donde no sean familia o que no sea menor" eso no justifica nada porque SIGUE siendo canon que sean familia y que sea un menor de edad, dejen de buscar cualquier cosa que justifique sus gustos asquerosos, "no me importa, es mi problema 😝😝" Si, es tu problema y si terminas sin poder distinguir la realidad con la ficción no es nuestro problema, es el tuyo; al final la que pierde eres tú, ahora imagina tener 29 años y escribir semejante asquerosidad. ¿No te da vergüenza? ¿Saber que eres una mujer hecha y derecha, escribiendo este tipo de cosas? Cualquier persona sana ve eso y quedarian asqueados, no digas que somos gente rara porque la unica rara aquí eres tu y tu amiguita pip.

[haunted-art-gallery]

Okay you know something what the actual frickety frack is this game. “Remnant of sorrow-spider nut” “memory of really awful pancakes” “Clutch of Gelatinous Egg” one of those is real and you can tell which one but STILL oh my god what does anything mean. Please.

I always need 50 of everything. Slug-racing is the absolute shit. Does nobody have anything better to do? You can own and sell feelings of romance and your own nightmares. I have 25 souls I got from some street urchin in exchange for god-knows-what. I ate some “snow” and tripped absolute balls for like 10 actions. In a card game against an addicted monkey, you can borrow a penny from some questionably human, powerful business owner named Mr. Hearts.

The mirror in the carnival killed poor Mal and he’s been stuck playing chess with the boatman for like 3 days. Mal is not good at chess and I need him alive so he can send me a Christmas card and relieve me of all my sin. I love this game.

[aromanticasterisms]

also arlecchino saying furina was under some kind of curse. what was up with that

[flan-tasma]

Waking up with them (Fontaine ver.)

💖~ I really wanted to do a sequel of this and I finally found time to post this, I hope you like it! :D

Warning: Nope now💖, GN!Reader | Google Translate sponsors me (it's a lie) If I made any mistakes in the english translation, I would be happy to read your comments! | Content in spanish and english

Spanish:

Las mañanas frías siempre eran parte de la vida de Neuvillette, una ducha fría para despertarse y empezar el día con una rutina practicada antes de irse a trabajar. Claramente, todo cambió contigo en su vida. Los melusines entendían que el sol los saludaban y empezaron su rutina de la mañana con pasitos cortos y en fila para turnarse al usar el baño, Neuvillette y tú los ayudaron con gusto y poco a poco todas las pequeñas criaturas bonitas vestían sus ropas y se iban no sin antes pedirte un adiós especial. Neuvillette sintió que el frío de la mañana se distanciaba cuando su corazón se calentó al verte dándole tanto cariño a los melusines, sus labios formaron una sonrisa cuando todas salieron de la casa en dirección a sus respectivos trabajos y actividades luego de despedirse de él. Un baño caliente, que se desconocía completamente de sus habituales duchas frías, tu a su lado para compartir la calidez de la mañana rodeada de conversaciones y la música que habías puesto en el fondo que te hacía bailar junto al agua que los rodeaba. Neuvillette se sentía agradecido de las mañanas frías, pero adoraba las veces en que se despertaba y su cuerpo estaba junto a ti, envuelto en mantas calientes.

A Wriothesley le cuesta salir de la cama, independientemente de en dónde duerma. Le gusta dormir, se siente bien para él, y hay puntos extras si se ha dormido junto a ti en su sofá. El lugar es estrecho, por lo que abrazarte lo más cerca posible es necesario y bien recibido cuando te levantas y estás sobre el bello durmiente. Sus ronquidos son bajos, hay ocasiones en las que de verdad ronca muy fuerte y se levanta por su propio sonido, pero ahora él no quiere salir de su ensueño. Sabes que ya está despierto cuando sientes sus brazos apretarte más para que no te muevas, reclamarle no es una opción viable pues fingirá estar dormido, entonces decides entregarte un poco más a tus sueños y te recuerdas sobre su pecho. Él sonríe porque sabe que ha ganado, como el vencedor decide acariciar tu espalda hasta que lo sigas al país de los sueños. Seguramente llegue tarde a su trabajo, pero el precio s pagar no está mal si significa poder dormir contigo más tiempo.

Lyney tiene que levantarse temprano todos los días porque su vida está llena de actividades. Trabaja duro en sus shows y como fatui, tanto que se ha acostumbrado a levantarse junto a los pájaros que cantan entre el cielo nublado. Hace frío afuera, de intenta recordar mientras voltea a ver la ventana y el cielo casi blanco le saluda. Pero aquí está tan cálido, recuerda cuando sus ojos se pasean por tu rostro de manera inconsciente, sin querer alejarse de tus brazos que se aferran a su cuerpo. Debe terminar de planificar el siguiente show, pedirle algunas cosas a Freminet, asistir a las prácticas antes de la puesta en escena, debe de recibir información importante para su misión, y todo lo que está en su lista mental de pendientes lo empieza a regañar por seguir en la cama. Sus brazos ya se han aferrado a ti, su rostro ya se ha escondido entre tu cuello y tu aroma le llena los pulmones mientras te quejas entredormida. Ya nada importa, se dice mientras sus pestañas revolotean con cansancio. Solo cinco minutos más.

A Freminet le gusta aferrarse a tus abrazos, siempre que duermen lo abrazas y él a ti, y así le gusta levantarse en la mañana. Despertar en una cama vacía y fría no es de su gusto, por lo que no te alejas hasta que ambos están despiertos. Freminet puede llegar a hablar entredormido cuando está muy relajado y al inicio siempre se callaba avergonzado, ahora ya no le importa si lo escuchas llamar tu nombre entre sueños. Freminet se levanta alrededor de una hora específica, a veces más tarde y a veces más temprano, pero siempre que despertaban juntos te miraba en silencio, no espera que le digas algo, solo quiere sentirte junto a él. Acaricia tu rostro, pasa sus dedos por tu cabello y te abraza con fuerza mientras respira profundamente mientras se prepara para retomar sus actividades mientras les da un repaso. Cuando suspira profundamente es la señal en que ya está listo para salir de la cama.

English:

Cold mornings were always a part of Neuvillette's life, a cold shower to wake up and start the day with a practiced routine before going to work. Clearly, everything changed with you in his life. The melusines understood that the sun greeted them and they began their morning routine with short steps and in line to take turns using the bathroom, you and Neuvillette helped them with pleasure and little by little all the pretty little creatures put on their clothes and left not before asking you for a special goodbye. Neuvillette felt the cold of the morning go away when his heart warmed at the sight of you giving so much love to the melusines. His lips formed a smile when everyone left the house heading to their respective jobs and activities after saying goodbye to him. A hot bath, completely unlike his usual cold showers, you by his side to share the warmth of the morning surrounded by conversations and the music you had played in the background that made you dance along with the water that surrounded you. Neuvillette was grateful for the cold mornings, but he loved the times when he woke up and his body was next to you, wrapped in warm blankets.

Wriothesley has a hard time getting out of bed, regardless of where he sleeps. He likes to sleep, it feels good for him, and there are extra points if he fell asleep next to you on his couch. The place is tight, so holding you as close as possible is necessary and welcomed when you get up and are on top of the sleeping beauty. His snoring is low, there are times when he actually snores very loudly and is woken up by the sound of it, but now he doesn't want to get out of his daydream. You know that he is already awake when you feel his arms tighten around you so you don't move. Claiming him is not a viable option because he will pretend to be asleep, so you decide to indulge your dreams a little more and remember yourself on his chest. He smiles because he knows he has won, as the victor decides to caress your back until you follow him to dreamland. He's probably late for his work, but the price to pay isn't bad if it means being able to sleep with you longer.

Lyney has to get up early every day because his life is full of activities. He works hard at his shows and as a fatui, so much so that he has gotten used to getting up next to the birds that sing among the cloudy sky. It's cold outside, he tries to remember as he turns to look at the window and the almost white sky greets him. But it's so warm here, he remembers when his eyes wander over your face unconsciously, not wanting to move away from your arms that cling to his body. He must finish planning the next show, ask Freminet for some things, attend practices before the performance, he must receive important information for his mission, and everything that is on his mental to-do list begins to nag him for lie in. His arms have already clung to you, his face has already hidden between your neck and your aroma fills his lungs while you complain in your sleep. Nothing matters anymore, he tells himself as his eyelashes flutter tiredly. Just five more minutes.

Freminet likes to cling to your hugs, whenever you sleep you hug him and he hugs you, and that's how he likes to get up in the morning. Waking up to a cold, empty bed isn't to his taste, so you don't move away until you're both awake. Freminet can talk in his sleep when he is very relaxed and at first he always kept quiet embarrassed, now he no longer cares if you hear him call your name in his sleep. Freminet wakes up around a specific time, sometimes later and sometimes earlier, but whenever you woke up together he looked at you silently, he doesn't wait for you to tell him something, he just wants to feel you next to him. He caresses your face, he runs his fingers through your hair and hugs you tightly as he breathes deeply as he prepares to resume his activities while he gives you a refresher. When he sighs deeply it is the sign that he is ready to get out of bed.

[deepinsideyourbeing]

qué respondería Enzo cuando la novia le pregunta "¿me seguirías amando si fuera un insecto?", en volá siento que podría darte una respuesta bien argumentada like the smart boy he is mientras la novia trata de discutir

Fluff ♡

-Enzo...

La única respuesta que obtenés es un sonido grave por parte de tu novio, que intenta prestarte atención aunque está profundamente sumergido en el libro que sostiene entre ambas manos. Frunce el ceño cuando algo entre las páginas lo confunde o sorprende y de tanto en tanto cierra el libro para permitirse asimilar lo que leyó.

-Enzo- insistís-. Enzo.

-¿Qué?

-¿Vos me seguirías amando si fuera un insecto?

-Depende...- contesta sin dudarlo, todavía concentrado en las palabras frente a sus ojos y ajeno a tu indignación. Cuando no contestás inmediatamente su curioso cerebro lo obliga a preguntar:- ¿Qué clase de insecto serías?

-Dejá.

-¿Eh?- cierra el libro para mirarte-. ¿Qué? ¿Qué dije?

Abandonás la cama sin contestar y te encaminás hacia la cocina todavía sin mediar palabra, tus pasos molestos resonando por todo el corredor y pronto acompañados por el sonido de sus pisadas apresuradas persiguiéndote.

Ignorás su presencia hasta que intentás tomar una taza que no lográs alcanzar y él intercede, tomándola y forzándote a mirarlo a los ojos cuando te la entrega. En su rostro hay una sonrisa que él pretende contagiarte pero no lo logra, porque es obvio cuánto lo divierten la situación y la expresión molesta en tu rostro.

-¿Te enojaste por eso?- asentís-. ¿Por qué?

-¿Cómo que por qué?- repetís-. Dijiste que depende.

-Y sí... ¿Vos me querrías si fuera una cucaracha?

Hacés una mueca de desagrado.

-¿Ves? No sé si podría quererte si sos una cucaracha, pero si sos una mariposa o...

-Sos re superficial, ¿sabés?- lo empujás para poner distancia entre ambos-. Solamente me querrías por mi apariencia, tarado.

-No.

-Sí, seguro que si fuera una lombriz tampoco me cuidarías.

-¿Cómo que no?- te abraza por la espalda, acorralándote contra el mueble e ignorando la furia con que preparás el té para ambos-. Hasta te pondría un moñito para distinguirte de otras lombrices.

-Sos un boludo.

Besa tu mejilla y deshace el abrazo.

-Vos lo que me estás preguntando es si yo seguiría estando a tu lado con vos en un estado tan vulnerable, ¿no? Querés saber si estando así toda chiquitita e indefensa te protegería de otros.

-Ponele.

-¿Y qué creés?

-Que no.

Suelta una carcajada de incredulidad.

-Yo siempre te cuido, no seas así- se inclina para encontrar tus ojos y suspira cuando volteás para no verlo-. ¿Me perdonás, mi amor?

-No sabés ni por qué me pedís perdón.

-Por ser mal novio- su voz es seria aunque es más que consciente de que pensás lo opuesto a sus palabras-. ¿Cómo te puedo compensar?

-No sé si podés.

-¿Con un beso?- negás-. ¿Un abrazo...? ¿Los dos?

No espera por tu respuesta y otra vez te rodea con sus brazos, aprisionando tu espalda contra su pecho. Ignorás sus besos en tu cabello, en tu cuello y en tu mejilla, pero la sonrisa que tira de tus labios te delata y cuando ríe el sonido endulza tus oídos.

El silencio es interrumpido por el silbido de la tetera, que te saca del trance producido por los labios de Enzo sobre tu piel. Antes de oírte, él ya sabe lo que ocurre en tu mente.

-¿Qué clase de mariposa creés que sería?

-La más linda- contesta rápidamente-. Y la más insoportable.

-¡Enzo!

taglist: @madame-fear @creative-heart @chiquititamia @delusionalgirlplace @llorented @lastflowrr @recaltiente ♡

[cyberkitty1]

Hi can I ask for a miles 42 x telekinesis reader

Like she and miles got in an argument about how he hasn't been around and not making time for her at least

Miles knows she has powers

She knows he's the prowler

She gets mad and the objects in the room start flying around

She doesn't notice and keeps ranting to him about how he's shit and she slowly lifts herself from the ground

Still not noticing BC she's angry

Make the ending fluffy and cute

I tried, I got lazy because ive been getting similar asks with the same character so im trying!!!

“ So where have you been?” You say leaning against the doorway looking at Miles who came home at 2 am in the morning. You closed mouth smiles at you “ I’ve been out ma, you know.”

You sigh resting your face in your hands “ Miles no I don’t know, where have you been? You keep leaving early in the day and coming home next day at like 3 am!” Raising your voice a little.

“ Chill out I’m home right?” he says shrugging you off. “ No I’m not going to “chill out” how am i supposed to when i never see you. Why are you always gone?”

In the moment you are able to see what he’s thinking “ It might be time for me to tell her, shes getting suspicious.” You tense looking at him in his eyes, feeling like you could see his soul.

“ Time to tell me what? What are you hiding from me Miles” He sighs looking at the ceiling muttering “shoot.” So you do it again, if he’s not going to tell you, you will figure out on your own.

“I am The Prowler”

Those words in bald pounded though your brain. “ Why? why would you keep something this big from me? I told you about my powers yet you cant tell me that you are a gauntlet, mask wearing vigilante? or what are you?” He opens his mouth to say something. “No stop! stop talking! You’re telling me you have been lying to me this while time? how long have you been this” making hand motions everywhere.

“ Miles I have always been there for you since day 1! ok?! Day one! and now your going out killing people?!” everything in the room starts to shake. Miles looks around realizing what happening “ Please calm down, mal explicar todo.” (ill explain everything)

“No you cant just explain and everything’s all better! Miles this is the biggest lie you have ever told me? Do you know how i feel?” The tears start to fill your eyes, vision becoming blurry. Everything around you was floating even your hair. Miles was freaking out.

“Please please calm down ill explain everything” when those words left his mouth you felt your body get lighter.

“Miles there is nothing you need to explain! I get it; you are the prowler! Someone who kills people robs people and does it with no remorse! How could you keep something that big from me?!”

You were about 1 foot above the ground when you finally realized, am I in the air? Everything around us is in the air. You see the fear in his eyes, maybe you do need to calm down.

Taking a deep breath you release everything including yourself, you take a deep breath eyes closed. “ Im going to give you 10 minutes to tell me”.

“ Desde que murió mi padre, mi madre ha estado trabajando turnos extra, llegando a casa cansada y sin energía. No podía soportar verla así. ella es mi mamá, me ama pase lo que pase!”

(Ever since my father died, my mother has been working extra shifts, coming home tired and drained. He couldn't bear to see her like this. she is my mom, she loves me no matter what!)

“El tío Aaron consiguió un trabajo en el que pudo dejarme participar para que pudiera obtener más dinero para ella.”

(Uncle Aaron got a job that he was able to let me participate in so he could get more money for her.)

“Hice algunos y obtuve mucho dinero, pero cuando traté de retirarme, no me dejaron. Si me iba, te matarían a ti y a todos los que amaba. No puedo perderte.”

(I made a few and got a lot of money, but when I tried to withdraw, they wouldn't let me. If I left, they would kill you and everyone I loved. I can not lose you.)

You just looked at him taking in everything, you overreacted most definitely. “ why didn’t you tell me? I could have helped you” “ No it was easier that you didn’t know i didn’t want you to worry mi vida.”

He continues to explain his troubles to you, telling you what he’s been thinking when he pauses.

“Sabes que te amaré siempre ¿verdad? Todo lo que quiero es que estés segura”

(You know that I will always love you, right? All I want is for you to be safe)

“ I know Miles and I thank you for everything you do for me”. You say kissing him on the forehead.

“ And I love you so much” you look at him with the most loving eyes you could muster.

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A/n: Guys I think i’m going to finish my last 1-3 requests about earth42! Miles Morales and not take anymore for a while because I feel they are getting repetitive and I don’t want you guys to get bored of what i’m writing so if you would like to request other characters i would love that so much!!!

[writing-for-me-at-this-point]

the fruits, rotten 一 malleus draconia 一 twisted wonderland | 18+

Summary. Malleus should've been more careful in handling the details of his relationship to his grandmother. A shame, really. Mayne he would have to go around hiding his love for you like a coward then, but that's how life pans out, a series of mistakes we wish we could have redone.

Warnings. 18+ Content Ahead. Mentions of Smut.

Edit Status. Not proofread, we die with beta

Word Count. 1.9k

Song. the fruits, paris paloma

A.N. I'm back here's some shit lol. Ended up joining this weird cult but it's all good now :D be careful online kiddos

My love, are you the devil?

I would worship you instead of him

The sound of a brush scrubbing softly against keratin filled the Ramshackle Prefects room, The low hum of the fae prince cuts through gently, his large body hunched over on your bed, hands holding his head while you kneel before him. A small laugh leaves you as you watch his eyes slowly close, his breathing evening out, as he continues to lean forward until his forehead makes contact with your chest, and his hands slip from their place against his jaw.

You do your best to finish his horns, cleaning each ridge with precision and a gentleness to not wake up the sleeping prince, his hair still dripped with water from the shower you shared, which greatly helped in keeping all the grime soft enough to be removed easily enough. 

A deep breath makes you stop for a second, your eyes on Malleus, watching as he slightly readjusts before settling into your chest once again. You can’t help but worry for his neck and back, even while your thighs ache and your knees throb in pain. No matter how soft the bedding Crewel had given you was, staying in this position for nearly half an hour was beginning to take its toll on your body.

Finishing as quickly as you could, you readjust the prince to relax in your bed, pushing him to his full length slowly as you held his head and neck, before removing yourself from his side as he shifted once again to find comfort in the plush covers and pillows.

For I'm too busy committing sins

I have no time for confession

God, you think to yourself, he really was such a beautiful creature.

“And where are you off to, child?” An amused voice finds your ears, and you can't help but jump as a chill runs down your spine, the chilly air not helping you in settling quicker. You grip the band of the duffle as your teeth grind against each other, thinking quickly, you sigh and turn around, deciding to stall him before coming up with something… believable.

“And where are you off to so late? Doesn’t Bat-Daddy have you under house arrest?” You muse, raising your eyebrows and you watch him- he's still stand-offish, tense, but the mention of his guardian makes him relax, before a realization comes to him.

“How do you know that?” He grits, teeth on display as his most prominent feature, his fangs, have you faltering for a second. Pointed ears move downwards in an unspoken sadness.

“Sebek isn’t all that quiet when you’re upset, especially when you’ve been reprimanded by both Lilia and your grandmother, Mal.” You start shifting your weight between each leg, anxiety eating at your core.

He shouldn’t be here. He isn’t allowed to be here.

The knowledge of that leaves your heart breaking, but you didn’t want to leave Malleus in trouble over some silly human who doesn't belong to this world, especially when the topic of love and relationships with him comes to mind.

He isn’t allowed to be with me.

“I see. I don't think I have the heart to reprimand him, though.” He chuckles, attempting to lighten the mood, hopeful eyes and his ears twitching up and down, before remaining in a downwards position as your sad smile reaches his eyes.

“Go. I don't want you in trouble for being here.” You point with your nose to his direction.

Go back, please.

“Can I at least know where you’re off to? I’d like you to be safe.” He’s nearly begging.

My love, you're something special

“Crewel. Late night job with one of his oldies. Nothing too bad.” You smiled, catching your eye, and he seemed satisfied with that answer.

You never seem to leave the fae prince's mind.

Your smile, your laugh, the way you get excited when you’ve learned new things about this world, the way you yawn, how your shirt seems to always expose just the right amount of skin when you stretch-

You don’t like how easily you can lie to him now.

I've never met someone like you

He cannot get enough of you. He’s a man possessed, and not even a real man to begin with in technicality, both in his race and his age amongst the fae. He wants to hold you, to mold into you, have you in his unwavering grasp and never let go. 

His skin yearns for even the slightest of your touches, his lips mourn for yours once again, his eyes wish to the souls beyond to fall deep into yours- his heart can only survive with you by his side, happy, and healthy.

But he cannot give you that.

How could you make him feel this way? To love and lose, to yearn and obtain, to lust and hate. He wants to be angry, to hold his wrath to a standard of equivocated fear and respect like it usually is, but he can’t, not with you.

You'd make me fall from heaven

If only he was human. If only you were a fae. If he was a commoner or if you were of noble blood. If he was your lover and you were his.

How could a magicless human make him feel so much?

His whispers echo in a room filled with desperate pleas and calls demanding to be answered, his back hunched and cracking as scales start to make their way from under his skin, his body moving forward even more to accommodate the tail that manifests itself, Lighting crashes during the storm that rages on, and Malleus is grateful for the weather of the past week, able to hide his tantrum within the will of nature.

The room fills with smoke as he breathes heavily, unable to stop the small flames that leave him, and he gets his hips into an empty space- leaving him whimpering and choking up, before a low and deep growl follows.

But I know just what I do

Long black nails rake across the faes face as he grips at himself hard enough to draw blood, the wounds healing as quickly as they arrive, his breathing is shaky, uneven, as a low laughter leaves his throat. His eyes blow a brilliant green, nearly lighting up the room with their light alone, his horns crack and split open at the ridges slightly, exposing the game green that lights the prince's eyes. 

Your name leaves his voice in desperate whispers, clawed hands dipped in ink rush down his blistering flesh, lust consuming him as he reaches down to grasp at himself, imagining your own hands being the ones to do so.

"Angel, " he calls me 

It wasn’t enough.

He needed more.

Does he know that I'm falling

His lips clumsily drag themselves from your sternum, up your neck, and take your own greedily- nearly biting your lips in the process. It's sloppy, needy, and his grip is unrelenting as he tightens himself around your hips. He starts to huff with small amounts of smoke leaving his open mouth, tail and scales manifesting, his horns and eyes carrying their warm glow.

“Malleus- calm down.” You manage to get out before he's on top of you again, whining and growling, pulling at your pajamas while he nearly tears off his own clothing as well. The wind whips against the window, a sharp crack scaring you into a jump, and the small amount of bare skin that meets his own leaves him weak and fumbling.

From a precipice that I tripped off long ago?

“Malleus.” Your voice is strained, a harsh whisper, as your head is leaning back against the plush of the window seat as you desperately grip at the cushions and stone wall. He’s hunched over again, but this time, he's able to associate himself with you.

“N-no. Please just- just-” He’s stuttering and cutting himself off, unable to properly think now that he has you in his grasp. Nearly three months now. Three months of you running off and leaving him alone. Abandoning him. All because he let his affections for you slip. All because his grandmother's court didn’t approve of your relationship.

For three months.

"You're so pure, " he says

He was starving.

Does he know, I'm forsaken?

The voice of your guardian and adoptive father seems to fade into the distance as you stare out of the window, looking down upon the campus, thoughts running wild as a new soreness leaves your body aching and throbbing.

Malleus was starved. 

You think to yourself, if you could keep ignoring him for this long, and go back to avoiding him at all costs, and your heart breaks at the thought. You loved him, and your relationship was small, budding, but still strong and fulfilling.

Until the bud was found and cut by his grandmother and her court, leaving you heartbroken, and you in fear for your life as you were left with a simple warning.

But now he's had his fill of you.

Stay. Away.

And you did, ignoring him best you can, occupying your time with others, dodging him at every turn. That was, until he came to you in the middle of the night, opening the window of your little reading nook in Ramshackle, and begging you to have him.

“Puppy! Are you paying attention? This is important to how we're going to handle this little… situation,” Crewel doesn’t know about last night.

No one does.

The original sinner

Maybe there's hope for the two of you to let go.

Your neck throbs as you feel his teeth sinking into you once again.

But soon you'll know

For if I'm going down

Naked in that garden

His arm remains under your pillow, the other around your waist and keeps you close to him, while both of your legs remain intertwined with one another. Marks and bites litter your body, as Malleus also bares his own from you, though you can say you were more careful of your claims on his own body.

You fear the consequences of being found, but you can’t help but indulge your lover any time he comes to you, needy and whiny for attention. You push your fears to the side, enjoying your simple and short time with the fae, slowly turning and moving to embrace him.

I guess I'll take you with me

You slowly bring yourself into waking up, eyes heavy with sleep and body sore once again, naked and warm. The cover of the duvet encases you in warmth from your own body, Malleus’ own body, cool and slowly warmed by your own, wrapped around you tightly.

You breathe in his scent, a natural smell with his usual soap and cologne, a mix that leaves you addicted and needing more of him. Your nails slowly rake up and down his back, the pale skin going pink and rising slightly, going to his back and hips, upper thigh and the bit of his shoulders you can reach.

Slowly, Malleus wakes, and simply enjoys your presence and attention.

He could only think that this is how he wants to wake up everyday.

But for now, he lives with your love in secret, until he has the power to keep you by his side as he sees fit.

Whether you still remain by choice, or not.

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

Me many times:

(Ft. MI GENTE 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍)

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[sleepy-sirin]

Incarnation (Honkai Star Rail x Child! Herrscher! Reader)

Summary: In which Y/n, the creation of Will of Honkai, successfully defeated her own creator with the help of her friends. After defeating the Will of Honkai, for using too much of her power she goes into a deep sleep.

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Chapter 9

Y/n's POV:

I woke up from the dream I have or should I say a memory. I sat up from the bed I was lying to and look around to an unfamiliar room, I decided to leave the room and find the others. As I left the hotel I saw an old man appears to have a mechanical left arm waiting for me.

"You're finally awake, your friends were worried about you for sleeping so long." The old man said.

'I wouldn't say they were my friends, more like an acquaintance.' I thought.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked.

"About 2 weeks." The old man replied.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Oleg, leader of Wildfire." Oleg introduce himself.

"You're awake, I'm glad it wasn't serious." The blue-gray haired woman said, as she approach us.

"You're the doctor that I saw back at the clinic." I said.

"You're right. We haven't officially met, my name is Natasha." Natasha introduce herself.

"I'm Y/n." I said.

A few minutes later...

Stelle, March 7th, and Dan Heng went back in Bolder town after the battle of their intense fight with Cocolia. The trio saw me, Oleg, and Natasha chatting.

"Natasha! Oleg! Hope you didn't have to wait too long. And Y/n, you're finally awake!" March said.

"Oh! It's them!" Natasha looks at the Trailblazers.

"You kids move fast! By the look on your faces, I assume you come bearing good news?" Oleg asked.

"Mm-hmm, you bet! You might not believe this, but we summoned up all our strength, and then..." March was about to continue but she felt a disappointed stare from Dan Heng and Stelle.

"...Uh, maybe Stelle should do the talking. I'm no good at serious stuff- I'll probably say something I'll regret." March said.

"The guardian sacrificed herself to seal the Stellaron." Stelle said.

"We were there at the fight, we witnessed everything." Dan Heng said.

""Sacrificed herself", huh... Sure. Yeah. That's the whole story..." March said.

"Cocolia? In order to save Belobog, she... I see." Natasha said.

'She sacrificed herself, huh... Just like her counterpart, she also also sacrificed herself just to save her daughters. Bronya, Seele, Sin Mal, and Ninti (A clone of Cocolia's real daughter).' I thought.

"So the massive tremors we felt earlier were a result of the battle, right?" Oleg asked.

"Yes, it was a hard-won victory." Stelle said.

"...Thank you. I can't even imagine you've been through up there. I'm just glad everything turned out alright." Natasha said.

Second POV:

The four of them went up to the overworld to go to Bronya's ceremony. As they get out from the train, they saw Gepard waiting for them.

"Welcome back to the Adminstrative District, Trailblazers." Gepard said.

"Trailblazers... first time anyone's called us that on this planet!" March said.

"The Architects think it's only right that we should address you properly. "Outsiders" is hardly fitting anymore." Gepard said.

"...Please allow me to apologize again for what happened in the restricted zone. You were only trying to help... I should've trusted Serval's judgement."

"Well I don't accept your apology." You huff.

"Y/n, you should let it go now. It's in the past." March said.

"I'm sorry about Y/n's behavior, she doesn't like it when someone was ruining her sleep." Dan Heng apologizes to Gepard.

"I understand..." Gepard said.

What the four of you didn't expect that Gepard was kneeling in front of you. All of them (minus you) were shocked including the people who were watching. The Captain of the Silvermane Guard kneeling to a child?!

"I'm sorry for interrupting your dream for what I and my guards did back then. I hope you accept my apology." Gepard said.

"You shouldn't do that Gepard! I'm sure she underst-" March cut herself off when she feels the harsh glare from you.

"Don't. I want to see him beg." You smirk, feeling satisfied.

'What a sadist!' The trio thought.

-

You, Stelle, March 7th, and Dan Heng finished listening to Bronya's speech, the four of you decided to explore Belobog for a bit. Stelle and March went together to go shopping, while you and Dan Heng went to explore here.

"Hey Dan Heng, can we go back to the underworld?" You asked.

"Why?" Dan Heng asked.

"I haven't fully explored that place." You said.

"Sure. As long I'm coming with you." Dan Heng said.

You nod, you didn't mind Dan Heng coming along with you. In fact, you are comfortable with him since your relationship with Dan Heng is like brother and sister, but you are way older than him by age.

As you both went to the train station waiting for the train arrive. When the train stopped the arrival as the door open all the passengers inside the train went out.

You were about to went inside the train you felt someone was hugging you. You look to see an old man hugging you mistaking you for someone else.

"Oh look at how much you've grown Boboiboy!" The old man said while hugging you.

"Ehh... Mister?" You called the old man.

"Yes?" The old man broke the hug then he was shocked that he was hugging the wrong person.

"You are mistakenly hugging an opposite gender, human." You deadpan at him.

"Eh?!" The old man look at his left and saw the orange dino cap boy hugging Dan Heng, while Dan Heng was stiff as a board he doesn't know what to do.

"Wow, you haven't even aged a bit Tok aba." Boboiboy said while hugging Dan Heng.

"Hey! Who's you hugging over there? That is not me!" Tok aba shouted.

The dino cap boy was shocked what he heard then he looks up at Dan Heng who was staring at him. The boy felt embarrassed he apologize to Dan Heng.

"Sorry mister..."

Tok aba crossed his arms on his chest and sigh. While you looked at him with a poker face.

"Huh, speak for yourself." You walk away and went to Dan Heng.

"Yeah, Tok aba." Boboiboy said as he walk towards to Tok aba.

"Hey, it's not my fault. I'm old. You on the other hand are still young." Tok aba said.

"How are you Tok aba?" Boboiboy asked.

"I'm fine. Alright let's go home." Tok aba said. The two of them walk out the train station.

"You know what happened? The train driver forgot to turn off the mic!"

"Heh, well speak for yourself."

Meanwhile you and Dan Heng watch the two of them walk away.

"Those two are odd humans..."

"Agree."

-

"Welcome home, you two- Where's Dan Heng and Y/n?" Himeko asked.

Stelle and March went back to the Express after shopping some clothes, they don't know where you and Dan Heng went but they know you two would comeback.

"We don't know where they went and they didn't inform us. But I know those two will comeback here." March said.

"Thank you March, I was worried something happened to them." Himeko said.

"Himeko, Mr. Yang! Team Trailblaze, back from duty! Mission one: Accomplished!" March exclaimed.

*Chuckles* "Although Welt and I didn't get the chance to go with you, I can tell you worked hard to bring things back to normal. Well done, everybody." Himeko said then she looks at Stelle. "And especially you, Stelle. I heard a lot of good things about you."

"Piece of cake." Stelle said confidently as she puts her hands to her hips.

"Confidence goes a long way." Himeko said.

"What about Y/n? She didn't cause any trouble did she?" Welt asked.

"Y/n didn't cause any trouble, infact all she did was fall asleep time to time but she did help us in a fight." March said.

"And she made The Captain of the Silvermane Guard begged for forgiveness." Stelle added. She chuckles at the memory, if only she recorded that so she can use it for blackmail purposes.

"Good thing she didn't cause a havoc. Get some rest on the Express. Jarilo-VI was not an easy ride." Welt said.

Some time later, The four of them saw You and Dan Heng came back here in the Express they noticed that you brought something.

"Dan Heng and Y/n! You two came back! Where were you two?" March asked.

"We went to the Underworld since Y/n didn't fully explored that place." Dan Heng replied.

"And I found this round yellow robot along the way. The robots from the planet we visited were bullying this robot." You said as you show them the robot you were holding.

"Is it alive?" Stelle asked.

"I don't know. I know nothing about humans advance modern technology." You deadpanned.

"Pom-Pom is of the opinion that we should leave as soon as possible to avoid potential resurgences of the anomalies we experienced earlier. Himeko and I agree." Welt said.

"Which means we need to decide where our next destination is, soon." Dan Heng said.

"That's right." Welt said.

"That's the path of the Nameless, I presume? Always on the road, always trailblazing..." March said.

Stelle and Dan Heng went silent and looked at March.

"I-I'm not complaining by the way! One adventure after another, that's exactly what I signed up for!" March assured them.

"Looks like March has fallen in love with the way of the Nameless. That's good to hear." Himeko said.

"You can head back to your rooms for some rest, or stay here and make yourselves a cup of coffee, whichever you like." She said.

"I'll head back to my room then." Dan Heng said as he went back to his room.

*Sighs* "There I was thinking this guy would open up..." March said.

*Chuckles* "We need to give him some, March. I think he treasures the time spent with you guys." Himeko said.

"Y/n, you are now officially a member here in the Astral Express." She said.

"Huh? I didn't agree to join here." You stated.

"But you didn't try to harm your teammates and helped them in a battle." Himeko said.

"I was only doing it just for her. And I made a promise to protect humanity." You said.

"It doesn't matter if you only do it for her, you showed yourself worthy to become a member. So, what do you say?" Himeko asked.

'This woman is way different from her counterpart...' You thought.

"Fine." You said not caring if you join or not.

"Good choice! Here I have a gift for you!" Himeko said as she handed you something.

You look at the phone and stare at it. "What's this?"

"A phone. You can use it for communication or you can play games on it. March will teach you how to use it." Himeko said.

"Don't worry Y/n! I'll teach you how to use it-" March was interrupted by her ringtone on her phone.

"I just got your messages~"

March blushed in embarrassment because of her ringtone. Stelle gave March a knowing look.

"Didn't know you played Mystic Messenger, an otome game. And you called me desperate." Stelle smirks at March.

"Ah I think I need to rest now! I'll teach you how to use your phone some time later Y/n!" March quickly left the lobby and went straight to her room.

"I'm going to my room." Stelle said as she left the lobby while playing Mystic Messenger, she's playing 707 route.

"Where do I sleep?" You asked the two adults in front of you.

"Mr.Yang and I prepared a room for you. Mr.Yang, kindly show Y/n to her room." Himeko said.

Welt nodded and he showed you where your room is. As the both of you went towards your room none of you spoke.

"This is your room." Welt opened the door as he showed you your bedroom.

You were awestruck at the sight of your bedroom, it reminds you of the ocean. You went inside to your room and looked around.

"If you need anything let me know." Welt said as he closed the door.

You put the round yellow robot and your phone on the side table near from your bed. You lied down on your bed and quickly fell asleep. A few minutes later the yellow robot opened its eyes and scanned the room.

"Where am I?"

Taglist: @starxao

[monicalestrange4]

El fin de semana conocí a Mónica, era un día normal en el colegio... Teníamos un evento musical y todo se estaba preparando en el patio, sabía que vendría una universidad a hacer una presentación y a cubrir toda la logística pero nunca me imaginé toparme con ella, ahí estaba, armando el escenario, tomando fotografías, haciendo lo suyo, creyendo que nadie la reconocería, pero ahí estaba yo, sin saber si hablarle o no, decirle que la conozco por su Tumblr o Twitter sería muy incómodo para mí y para ella, supongo. Me armé de valor y la saludé, no fue nada incómodo, ella aunque estaba ocupada siempre me prestó atención, aunque sorprendida y algo apenada de que alguien la reconociera y sobre todo un fracasado como yo jaja ella siempre me trató bien, dejó de hacer lo que hacía para mirarme a los ojos y prestarme atención, lo admito no pude sostenerle la mirada por mas de dos segundos, ella de alguna forma te hace sentir feliz, me hizo sentir que valia algo y que a alguien le importaba lo que decía aunque a pesar de los nervios que tenia seguro hable puras estupideces jaja me preguntaba que si me queria sentar mientras ella preparaba todo, que si estaba bien, que donde estaban mis amigos, se preopupaba por mí, SI SI se muy bien que no es porque le guste se que Monica es así con todo el mundo pero nunca lo había sentido en persona, logré congelar este recuerdo en una foto que ella con todo el amor del mundo se tomó, me dejó tomarle la cintura, tomaron la foto, le agradecí y la dejé seguir en su trabajo... Al final del evento ella se despidió de mi a la distancia, moviendo su pequeña mano con entusiasmo, diciendo "Bye rarito" con cariño. Es el texto más SIMP que haya escrito en mi vida, solo tengo 16 años y aquí nadie me conoce pero AMO a Monica y le agradezco mucho por tratarme con humildad y sinceridad.

PD: te dije que haría una FanPage tuya y no me creíste! jajaja bueno, aqui esta

Oh por dios! Que es esta carta haha oww que lindo de tu parte!! No tenías que hacerlo (En serio no tenias que hacerlo, mira donde tengo los pantalones, estoy super mal vestida!!!) hahaha Y no hice nada, solo hable con alquien que me saludó y te traté bien 😅 Amm y en cuanto a la fanpage espero que no te pongas triste si nadie te sigue hahahaha 🤣🤣 Gracias por este lindo ask, pero repito, no hice nada especial me gusta tratar bien a las personas. 💜

English: The weekend I met Monica, it was a normal day at school…. We had a musical event and everything was being prepared in the courtyard, I knew that a university was coming to make a presentation and cover all the logistics but I never imagined running into her, there she was, setting up the stage, taking pictures, doing her thing, thinking that no one would recognize her, but there I was, not knowing whether to talk to her or not, telling her that I know her from her Tumblr or Twitter would be very uncomfortable for me and for her, I guess. I got up the courage and greeted her, it wasn't awkward at all, she even though she was busy always paid attention to me, although surprised and somewhat embarrassed that someone would recognize her and especially a loser like me haha she always treated me well, she stopped what she was doing to look me in the eyes and pay attention to me, I admit I couldn't hold her gaze for more than two seconds, she somehow makes you feel happy, she made me feel that I was worth something and that someone cared about what I said even though I was so nervous I was sure I was talking stupid shit haha she asked me if I wanted to sit down while she prepared everything, if I was ok, where were my friends, she worried about me, YES YES I know very well that it is not because she likes me, I know Monica is like that with everyone but I had never felt it in person, I managed to freeze this memory in a photo that she with all the love in the world took, she let me take her waist, they took the picture, I thanked her and let her continue in her work …. At the end of the event she said goodbye to me from a distance, waving her little hand enthusiastically, saying “Bye weirdo” with affection. This is the most SIMP text I have ever written in my life, I am only 16 years old and nobody knows me here but I LOVE Monica and I thank her very much for treating me with humility and sincerity.

PS: I told you I would make a FanPage of yours and you didn't believe me! hahaha well, here it is!

Oh my goodness! What is this letter haha oww how nice of you!!!! You didn't have to (Seriously you didn't have to, look where my pants are, I'm super underdressed!!!) hahaha And I didn't do anything, I just talked to someone who said hi and treated you nice 😅 Amm and as for the fanpage I hope you don't get sad if no one follows you hahahaha 🤣🤣 Thanks for this nice ask, but I repeat, I didn't do anything special I like to treat people nice. 💜