#midnight bliss zero

[donnie-woomy]

It was just an idea

[myr1-the-shad0w0lf]

Zero Gals by jahnetferro on @DeviantArt

Ray: you are in the wrong neighborhood

Pixiv link

[X]

[commandertilio]

[qasian-tech-support]

Midnight Bliss exists, so yeah, technically

I'm going through the x - series and this is my personal conclusion

[ninibeingdelulu]

Midnight craving

synopsis-> you’re pregnant and suddenly crave for salmon in the middle of the night

A silvery shaft of moonlight sliced in through the sheer curtain panels draping over your bedroom window, casting everything in muted shades of blue and shadow.

You blinked blearily against the dimness surrounding you, willing your eyes to adjust as you carefully extricated yourself from the tangle of sheets twisted all around your legs.

Glancing over your shoulder, the gentle swell of Kento's bare chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm of deep sleep undisturbed.

You couldn't resist the tender smile tugging at your lips while drinking in the peaceful expression painted across his features.

Light lashes fanning out in delicate crescent moons over those high cheekbones you adored peppering with butterfly kisses.

Kento's head lolled slightly to one side, prominent jaw shadowed by the faintest traces of stubble leaving you longing to trace the defined line with idle fingertips.

Powerful arms splayed out carelessly at his sides as if instinctively reaching for you before you'd slipped away from their protective circle.

Your heart swelled fit to bursting with the overwhelming surge of adoration pulsing through you at simply watching your husband sleep so serenely.

How you ever got so ridiculously lucky to have this man as your partner- your best friend, your teammate, your everything- still felt surreal most days.

And soon he'll be a father too...to our little bun in the oven, you mused dreamily, one hand straying in an absent caress down the rounded swell of your protruding belly.

That single thought alone never failed to spark fresh embers of joy kindling themselves alight in your chest.

Right on cue, a sudden fierce craving for something hot, savory and protein-rich overwhelmed you from out of nowhere.

Your pregnancy appetite could strike with zero warning like a Category 5 hurricane lately.

Nodding to yourself in resolve, you carefully pushed upright to arch your spine backwards in a satisfying full body stretch before tip-toeing barefoot out of the bedroom.

No sense in accidentally rousing the love of your life from his well-earned slumber when a simple midnight snack would sate the two of you.

The pale blue glow from the refrigerator flooded your dim kitchen as the heavy door creaked open.

Rummaging through stray tupperware and discarded takeout boxes, you eventually extracted the container from yesterday's fresh market salmon steaks.

Fingers already tugging eagerly at the clinging plastic wrap, you shuffled over to lean your lower back against the counter's edge while inhaling that delicious fresh scent wafting up in enticing tendrils.

Before you even realized it, more than half the juicy pink fish filet was devoured. Juice dribbled past the corners of your mouth, prompting you to lick away the lingering salty brine across your lips while humming in blissful satisfaction.

"Well well...looks like our little troublemaker was up wandering around and getting into all sorts of mischief again, hm?"

Kento's sleep-roughened timbre floated towards you, prompting you to freeze mid-bite.

Your gaze swiveled towards the kitchen entryway where your handsome husband now lounged with bare sculpted chest glistening in the fridge's bluish light.

Deep umber eyes still slightly glazed over from interrupted slumber roamed freely over your guilty expression while the corner of that sinfully full mouth gradually quirked upwards in a knowing smirk.

"I'm so sorry, honey" you whispered contritely, quickly polishing off the rest of the midnight snack still clutched in your fingers before moving to meet him halfway.

"I tried my best not to wake you up but apparently this little stinker inside wanted salmon."

Your hushed explanations dissolved into a breathy giggle as Kento engulfed your smaller frame in his arms, one large palm splaying protectively across the dome of your belly.

Rasping his dexterous fingertips across the taut skin there elicited a firm kick or two from within in response.

"Yeah,...I get it, love" he murmured down at the source of that restless fidgeting with his irresistible bedroom-rasp.

"Just don't give mommy too hard a time with all those wild midnight cravings of yours, alright ? Daddy's gotta make sure to spoil you both plenty."

The molten intensity of his gaze searing straight through you sent shockwaves rippling outwards from your very core.

As if reading your mind, Kento swiftly leveraged his grip beneath your thighs to hoist you clean up into his arms in one effortless glide.

You released a breathless giggle while automatically twining both limbs around his trim waist, allowing him to swiftly navigate that solid triple-threat combination of martial artist, sorcerer and husband grace straight back to the bedroom.

His lips crashed hungrily against yours the second your shoulder blades hit the mattress - swallowing down the remainder of your elated laughter.

Kento's heavy torso bracketed your hips on either side, leaving his palms free to roam every curve and swell below in a worshipful glide.

Hooded midnight eyes smoldered in tenderness while ghosting featherlight kisses down the elegant column of your throat before eventually nestling against the resounding heartbeat beneath your sternum.

Each measured breath he exhaled in tandem with your synchronized pulses cascaded over your sensitized skin in a torrent of rapturous tingles.

One of his large splayed hands never ceased those rhythmic, soothing caresses against your rounded tummy all the while.

As if he subconsciously sought to impart his own transfixion upon the wriggling new life within your womb through sheer willpower alone.

"Get some rest now, my darlings."

Kento commanded thickly against the swells of your breasts although you knew he was only putting on a stern facade for show.

The adoration gleaming incandescent from his liquid umber gaze as his cheek nestled closer betrayed the raw, all-consuming emotion swirling within.

"Tomorrow's gonna be yet another wild day full of new chapters just waiting to kick off this incredible adventure the three of us have stumbled into together."

Still practically delirious from the heady swirl of hormones and euphoria residing bone-deep, you smiled radiantly while sinking your fingertips into his blond messy locks.

"I can't wait to raise our baby together, ken." you murmured fervently against his brow.

Kento's eyes slipped shut in answer, only the serenely content quirk of his kiss-swollen lips giving away his silent response before snuggling flush against you once more.

With a profound inner peace you'd never experienced before seeping in, both lovers gradually succumbed to dreamless slumber swaddled within each other's warmth.

[itsmealaiah]

Birthday Bash

TW: dom! reader, protective sex, sex as a birthday gift 🤤, profanity, gustav, pretty much it idk what else

its short but i have zero motive 😋

Please do not interact, read, or view if you are under the age of fifteen, thank you.

The birthday bash was finally over, leaving you and Gustav alone for some much needed me-time.

The party had lasted many, many hours, and you both were exhausted. The band had insisted on dragging it out for as long as possible, and it was midnight now, meaning Gustav's birthday was nearly over, but not without one final gift.

Of course you had given him an actual birthday present, but this one was more special, one that only he could see.

You had been planning it for a little while, and now was the perfect time. Gustav was taking a shower to wash off all the sweat and muck from the day, and you were lying in bed, waiting for him to get out.

You heard the bathroom door open, and gustav stepped out, a towel around his waist, searching for clothes. "Gustav?" you asked, getting up and standing behind him, a slight smile on your face. Your hands graced the towel, looking to take it off. "Hm?" He answered, digging into the dresser drawers. You slipped the towel off gently, caressing just above his lower abdomen.

He felt the towel move off of him, and turned around, the clothes now forgotten. "Was brauchst du Liebe?" He questioned, raising a brow. "Sie" you answered back, bringing him onto the bed, pushing him lightly so he was lying on his back. "Was haben Sie geplant" He chuckled, letting out a small "oomph" as you straddled yourself across his waist. "mein letztes Geburtstagsgeschenk an Sie" You whispered, lifting up your shirt, revealing no bra underneath, before stripping off the rest of your clothes and throwing them aside. "Ich wollte es einfach besonders machen." You purred in his ear, reaching over and grabbing a condom. His breathing hitched softly, and one of his hands went to your back, slowly bringing you down so he could kiss you.

"Dankeschön" he murmured into the kiss. You broke open the condom, sliding it onto him, stroking his member to get it hard and then you settled down on him, feeling him pulse gently inside of you. "Scheiße" he groaned out, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head as you began to move your hips up and down, biting your lip in the process. It didn't take long for his tip to find your spot, and soon you were letting out moan after moan, letting gustav know just how good you felt. Your hands met his chest, and you pressed down on his pecs, leaning down again to give him another kiss. His hand stroked your hair softly, then slide it down to help you move on him.

With his help, you were simply just a moaning mess, your eyes shut and your body full of pleasure along with bliss. Your legs began to shake more and more, your walls squeezing him and keeping him in place, which was a sign you were going to come. He applied pressure to your clit, rubbing small circles on the bud, which made you reach your orgasm, his name slipping from your lips multiple times as you rode out your high. He felt himself approaching the brink of pleasure, his cock twitching inside of you more frequently, and soon he was spilling into the condom, falling back onto the bed, his eyes rolling back again.

Slowly, you made your way off of him, getting the rubber off and lying down to cuddle with him, your head on his bare chest. "das war das beste Geburtstagsgeschenk aller Zeiten, danke" He said softly to you, kissing your forehead and rubbing your back. You leaned up, giving him a small peck on his lips, and stayed there for the rest of the night, your bodies entertwined as you cuddled together

[thornsinmycrown]

DOMESTIC LIFE | HEADCANONS.

DAN TORRANCE x GN!READER

warnings: none, brief mentions of nightmares and implied PTSD. word count: 649

summary: how sharing a simple domestic life with dan would probably be like.

After some months dating, you agree to try living together and see how it goes. He is not so convinced when you first try to talk him into it, but after three years sober —and your insistence that everything would be fine—, he finally says yes to moving into your house.

At first, he didn't get used to it. He walks in a world softer and safer than what he usually did before being sober, for once there are no sharp edges and he doesn't dislike it at all.

Anxiety and insecurities from his shifts at the Rivington dissolve the moment he looks at the clock hanging on the wall and thinks is almost time to go back home to you.

He cannot seem to choose which are his favorite kisses now — good morning kisses or goodnight kisses.

He feels brought back to life every time your lips pepper his face with soft pecks all over his face in the mornings, and every little attempt of you to get out of bed seems impossible now, but there's no time to complain when you’re being loved.

You were aware of the fact Dan had a gift, though he hadn't opened up completely about it yet, you were patient and never forced the topic on him — one of the many reasons he was so fond of you.

The fear of you finding him spooky or creepy because of his shining was always haunting him in the back of his mind every time he shared a room with you in your small house. You, on the other hand, were always attentive of his little shining outbursts, fascinated by how much he understood you though you always tried to be ahead of things.

It came in handy when you couldn't remember where you left that sweater your granny gifted you on snow days or when you forgot to stop at the convenience store to buy more milk, you would get home to find him folding the clothes you forgot to take out of the washing machine before leaving to work — but there were negative aspects.

Nightmares were less frequent, yet, the probability never lowered to zero. He would wake up abruptly at midnight, sweaty and shivering, babbling about demons you couldn't understand — and frankly didn't ask about. You could only shy away some of your sleepy state and think of how to make him feel safe again.

Nights were somber pools of self-deprecating thoughts before drifting off to sleep, where he seeked the calm of nothingness. Now, as you cuddle under the sheets, he seeks the comfort of your warmth and the soothing touch of your fingertips on his scalp, easing all his worries goodbye.

On days that are not so busy, he would wake up to the smell of coffee or the sound of your singing in the shower. Clashing cooking utensils was almost the norm. He was an awful cook and you were no chef either, but the bliss of sharing a table with you made the whole morning ritual a good reason to be alive.

And he doesn't mutter any thank you's after he finishes, but when he washes the dishes, you can hear how content he hums sweet tunes and it makes you smile to see how happy he is compared to when you first met him.

He would occasionally ask for you to lend him things just to brush his hands with yours, sometimes ridiculously near him, like the remote next to him —it amuses you—, and you silently wait for the moment he pulls you into a hug once you reach out to him, sitting you in his lap to watch T.V.

He had no dreams before you, nothing to hold on to, living for the day in ragged T-shirts, he found beauty in the ordinary, in the simple quiet life he was sharing with you.

Author's note: So, I realized there is little to nothing content about Dan and he's frankly one of my favorite of Ewan's characters. This reader was thought as a non-shining reader. I'll probably write more on him if this is well received.

[dragonrider9905]

Midnight Snacks

Summery: Dogma had a long day at work and comes home to a surprise.

Warnings: none, pure fluff

Celebration You Prompt List

@eclec-tech Here you go!!!!!!! Thank you so so much for being my first ❤️First person to encourage me on my writing journey, first to invite me to Tumblr and first to request in my follower celebration!!! I really hope this one lives up to your hopes! Your idea was just so cute XD I hope I did it justice ;D

Dogma trudged his way through the streets back home.

It’d been a long day. 

Well, in truth, it’d been a long day for a long time. After the fall of the Republic with that fateful ‘Order 66’ (which he really didn’t know what that was all about) Dogma took the first opportunity to escape the prisons, which were in chaos. He’d struck out on high alert and extreme secrecy for who knows how long, living hand to mouth and always looking over his shoulder. Little by little, the paranoia dissipated and life turned into a day by day experience. Apparently the Empire was too busy to hunt him down (which was fine by him). They were too busy looking for other high value targets (which he had to admit, he didn’t know who or what they were. He didn’t get a whole lot of information in his cell on Coruscant). He’d rather be safe than sorry so a low profile he kept, but he also decided to live a little of a life. He’d get a job, make some money and live like a normal person doing…what normal people do. Whatever that was. 

Monotony of time went on; Dogma got steady work and a steady life. Rarely anything fell out of place, just like how he liked it. He liked as few disruptions as possible. He knew everything that was going to happen. Everything had a place and everything was in its place. Order was the order of the day...that was, until he met you. 

You were the craziest, funnest person on the planet (and he’s got to admit that’s what made him attracted to you. Like, how in the galaxy did you have such a carefree spirit? Live from moment to moment without anxiety for the future. Always ready for an adventure. Believe that everything would be ok, and it always was. Blew him away). 

Dogma always liked understanding everything, and nothing scared him more than when his heart started beating abnormally around you. The queasy feeling in his gut whenever you’d do something around him. The blush whenever you’d tease him. The irrevocable smile that’d show up on his lips whenever you laughed. Dogma didn’t understand any of it! 

Ok, he retracted his earlier statement; he realized he was never more scared than when he connected the dots: he was in love with you. 

Falling in love was easy. Staying in love was the hard part. 

His shifts at the factory were long and hard. 12 hours a day, zero breaks, four days a week. The bits in between were yours. How do you keep love alive on that? 

Turning left at the corner and sighing into the night, slightly chilled with the season and a hint of rain in the air, Dogma felt almost giddy. It’d been three months since he told you how he felt. Three months since you told him you felt the same way. Three months of bliss, and extreme exhaustion. Before his shifts or after, he’d head to your place to spend time with you. It was a solid thirty minutes (if not more) on a good day from his apartment to the factory adding so much extra time to his day he wondered every night coming home if he should quit. 

He was a reasonable man too though. Jobs were hard to come by. If he quit, he’d need a plan. And he couldn’t quit now, there were too many bills to take care of. Plus if he wanted a future with you… 

But, how long would this last on the scraps you gave each other? 

He sighed, almost defeatedly. 

The contradictory swirl of emotions had him climbing on top of the highest mountains of Aldaraan and tumbling far below into the depths of the oceans of Kamino. 

He decided to head straight home today. The lack of sleep was really playing a number on his mind. He’d commed you before with no answer on your end. He hoped that you’d understand. That you weren’t upset with him. It was always hard for him to tell. He wasn’t the best when it came to reading emotions and even then, since his…mistake on Umbara, a gaping hole of self doubt was left in its wake. 

Sighing for the up-teenth time, he finally turned onto his street.  Reached his door and pulled out his keys…to notice the light was on.

He was pretty sure he’d turned off all his lights when he left? Perhaps his habit just slipped. Doing things for so long he’d forget even doing them. 

Stepping his apartment, he dropped his stuff to the floor, and sighed again. Home at last.

“There you are!” 

Dogma screeched and nearly jumped out of his skin.

The sound of your bright, bubbly voice was the last thing he expected to hear. Looking at you with wide, surprised eyes, you laughed and ran into his arms, embracing him with a hum. 

“Now you shut that trap of yours and move it! I’ve got everything ready for you!” Forcibly lifting his jaw back into place, you pushed him further into his apartment. 

“What…?” 

Had he gone to your place by accident? No…those were his books, his carefully stored few belongings…

“When I got your comm, I could almost hear how tired you were. I figured since you’d been coming by me every day, I’d surprise you and throw you a welcome home party! Whatda think?!”

“The place is empty.”

“Exactly! You’re kind of party.”

Dogma chuckled. You weren’t wrong. 

“It’s great, thank you.”

“Oh I’m just getting started. First, it’s snacks in the kitchen, then it’s holovids, then a good night's rest for your off day tomorrow!” 

You waved your hand to the couch where you haphazardly threw pillows and blankets onto the floor. Pillows and blankets he knew were not his. 

“You brought your stuff over here?” Dogma knew you were particular about your comfort items. You liked them clean and in place in your own apartment. They never left their spots. 

“Yeah! I figured we could make a blanket fort! I know you don’t have many of your own yet.”

“I, uh, I—” 

“Oh stop babbling and let’s eat! I know you’re starving!”

Bopping behind him and placing your palms on his back, you practically pushed him all the way into the kitchen. 

Sitting on the table was a vast variety of his favorite snacks all assembled in a neat array. 

“Oh wow…” Dogma was at a loss for words. You did all of this for him?

He turned to see your sparkling face and smiled. 

“Thank you for everything. I don’t deserve…”

“No talking like that! You deserve the galaxy, my dear.”

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he drew you in for a hug. Against his chest, he felt your smile. Pressing a kiss to the top of your head, he broke away. 

“Should we move the snacks into the living room and get started on those holovids? Since you’re the absolute best, you get to pick.” Dogma picked up a platter of meats and cheese on it, moving to the small coffee table he had.

“But this is supposed to be your relaxation night…”

“Nah, whenever I’m with you I’m relaxed.” He paused with a look of realization crossing his face, along with a smile. “Well, mostly.”

You laughed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh, nothing.”

Raising an eyebrow you shook your head. 

“Ok, then.”

“Isn’t that show you like on tonight?” he asked. “I can turn that on…”

“But…”

“If you like it, I like it.”

You giggled. “Ok, sounds like a plan.”

“Also, I get to make fun of it if I want to.”

“Dogma!”

You laughed and threw a pillow at him, which he expertly deflected with a laugh. 

Settling down and wrapping blankets over your heads, Dogma started the show. 

“Aw shoot, I forgot the dip in the fridge.” You scrunched up your face, eyes glued to the screen. The action was only beginning. A slight look of disappointment crossed your face before you stated “I���ll be right back.”

“No you stay, I’ll grab it.” 

With a wink, Dogma jumped to his feet and ran to the fridge.

Opening the door, Dogma was struck in the face.

“What the kriff?!”

Running a hand down his face and refocusing, he didn’t see the dip he was looking for, instead he noticed a little, red dragon sitting on the shelf…laughing? Was it laughing at him?

“Why….is there a dragon in my fridge?”

“It was hot!”

“What kind of an explanation is that?” Dogma said more to himself than you.

 “Well I mean if he was hot.” He rolled his eyes. “What the kriff is he doing in my fridge though? Where’d he come from?”

You came running into the kitchen. “Isn’t he the cutest thing!!! I found him today roaming the streets. He’s a fire dragon! I’m going to bring him home and raise him and we’ll be best buddies.”

Dogma shook his head. You were crazy. 

But he loved that about you. 

Yeah, this love would stay alive for a long time. Who knew, even maybe the rest of his life.

Celebrating You Masterlist

[xinnabon]

kiss on midnight, new years.

#5WIRL -- xiao, kazuha, aether, heizou, venti x gn!reader

taking in requests until january 3 bcz i said so!! deleted my pinned but only a maximum of 5 characters or less and only on genshin. (no nsfw.)

sum. you know how new year is. this is how they would kiss the reader at exactly midnight!!!!

note: its just a short description lol

a/n: gudbay writer's block. happy new years coming from xin ♡

+XIAO

he's hesitant at first. countdown was already in but he can't help but look into you more. he only kissed your cheek but, it wasn't enough for you, was it? you kissed him back and at least took him a while to compose himself but eventually left him to kiss you under the fireworks, beside you, holding you, uncontrollably.

+KAZUHA

he already seems so relaxed about this. he was just fiddling with your fingers with his right hand in excitement meanwhile his left kept tapping against the ground. your hair was still a mess. he kissed you right on time ever so gently. running through his fingers against your hair. it felt like a blissful moment. he doesn't care if others are there. he just did what he wanted to do in a long time.

"zero."

+AETHER

he's been waiting a little too long for this moment. took him a while to find you with the large crowd going on but, found the right place where its just you two. if anyone else was here, he'd practically burst. the countdown started. when it exactly hits midnight, his hand just a few centimeters apart grabbed tightly to yours and kissed you. it was a little too long and left him a mess. he wasn't so big with PDA but this one will be cherished in his head further more. with you. together.

+VENTI

countdown had started. he was running around trying to find you. the people counting down was so loud as the whole area was packed. just like aether, he was waiting for this. you were just standing and leaning against the wall, smiling patiently alone, away from the others. you noticed him running towards you. it was sudden but kissed you in excitement. the world felt like it paused right onto you. the kiss was quick but felt like an eternity. he was smiling like an idiot and knew that it would have an affect onto you in a sudden surprise.

"found you."

+HEIZOU

he heard about the silly little thing people do on new year but forgot about it. during countdown, he just looked around while you look at him. you try to prepare and muster up the courage to kiss him just by the cheek. when it hits midnight, heizou pretty much saw most people around starting to kiss. of course, he completely forgot about this and turned to you immediately as you were about to kiss him. it wasn't really aimed at just his cheek. it was quick and left him blinking a few times. you were embarrassed.

[scrumptiousstuffs]

I absolutely hate sad endings or worst 'open endings' (I consider them as copeout)...that's why I absolutely disliked what they did with AlanGaipa......Hehe sorry I digress...I hope we get very very happy ending for both FadelStyle and KantBison and a happy show. I'm tired of seeing FirstKhao characters cry and in pain in their last 3-4 shows 😫

Ah, but the boys are amazing dramatic actors. Their emotionally-charged scenes always hit the spot (in my humble opinion, both are easily in the Top 5 of best GMMTV actors/actresses).

Having say that, I am very ready to have fluffy, sweet moments between FK. Didn't they mentioned in their Hong Kong (and Osaka) Fanmeets last year they wanted to do a rom-com? Also sure they explain in one of the interviews they wanted to do a rom-com after doing several heavily-charged series in a row. I'm 100% sure they were already offered THK then (despite OF still airing).

Personally, I also adore happy endings. After all, I watch Thai BL mainly for escapism (i.e I like my leads to be married, staying in a picket fence house with their pets while spending time being domestic, tq very much!).

However, I also don't mind messy storylines as long as it is done well. The same with open ending. Sometimes these are done to give a pathway for Season 2 - Enigma (got the greenlight for S2!). Midnight Museum/Home School Series have the potential for S2 but highly unlikely to proceed due to most likely logistic reasons. The director for the former was hoping for season 2 cause he said it in a Tweet as a respond to a fan) while Zero (our Khao!) at the end of Home School - that was an iconic way to end the show (with a hint to set up Zero versus Run) 👌

The other reason for open ending is to allow the audience to imagine themselves what will happen with the characters. MLC with AlanGaipa was one of them.

I mean, FK were really just supporting actors in that show with EarthMix and FourthGemini the main focus as pairings (and their arcs have happy endings). Plus, it was only 8 episodes (and I guess, if we want AlanGaipa, we will need an additional 1-2 episodes to fully explain their arc).

I went into MLC expecting FK characters were actually going to have no interactions - so, to have grim cute meet at the funeral (Mrs Hong as matchmaker from the other side!!!) followed by Alan showing he was ready to move on with that fruity shirt of his while asking Gaipa for his QR code number delights me to no end (also, this allows me to happily think that somewhere in the MLC universe, they are life partners, content and blissful together).

(Anon, I thought you might enjoy this BTS of our boys hehe)

(On another note, are we officially calling the boys KantBison for THK?. I'm asking cause they have been some rumbling on Twitter to moniker them as KaBi or KanSon? Either way, I am not fuss - I just need to know so that we can be consistent when it airs!)

[ultimatezerofight]

[samaeljigoku]

❤️ 🍫 ◇◆Passione Chocolate Box◆◇ 🍫 ❤️

My little gift for Valentine's Day - If each member of Passione (and their Stands) had their own chocolate flavour! And what it would taste and look like. I also included Scolippi. This is silly and seems like it took a thousand years, but was super fun to make, so I hope you like them.

These were originally supposed to accompany a drawing of each. I really wish that could've happened, but I didn't have time. Sorry if I gave your favourite a flavour you don't like, but... I don't think some of these actually exist. Which ones would you try?

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Giorno - Sakura Blossom ◆Royal purple wrapper with gold flowers. ◇In the shape of a large ladybug, coated with gold leaf. An experience of springtime and the metamorphosis of nature. Subtly sweet and elegant, yet somewhat haughty. Dried flower petals are baked in, and perhaps a stray butterfly wing.

Mista - Caramel ◆Blue wrapper with white lattice pattern. ◇Salty-sweet, topped with gold sugar crystals. You can always rely on this chocolate. Has a friendly, nostalgic flavour - like a summer's day by the sea. Pairs well with red wine, and can be split into six pieces.

Narancia - Orange ◆Violet wrapper with an orange band. ◇Coated with orange frosting. Has a punchy, fun, in-your-face vibe. Tastes like your favourite song, but the one that you love to annoy your friends with. Will make you happier, but won't make you better at math.

Bucciarati - Hazelnut Truffle ◆Metallic white wrapper with bronze houndstooth pattern. ◇Are you prepared for this one? Swanky, chic and delicious - the chocolate equivalent of haute couture. Tastes like gold and cashmere look. Has a glittery fondant zipper that can be cracked open. It would be easy to hide money or jewelry in the center.

Fugo - Black Forest Cherry ◆Dark purple harlequin-patterned wrapper. ◇One of two candies in existence with a Latin scientific name. Rich, darkly sweet and sinister. Smooth on the surface, but has an oddly poisonous-tasting center that pops violently if you dare bite into it. Eat with caution.

Abbacchio - Bittersweet ◆Metallic black wrapper. ◇Chocolate is the silky, midnight black of the cosmos, topped with an edible lavender ribbon. Has a harsh, dizzying, intense flavour that feels like it's twisting the fabric of time and space in reverse. Absolutely does not pair well with tea.

Trish - Strawberry ◆Pink wrapper with brown checks. ◇Bright pink, sweet chocolate that tastes like cupcake frosting, but also has a spicy cinnamon bite. Is topped with purple and yellow sprinkles. Kind of under-rated. Has a jelly center that can be oddly tough to chew, like taffy.

Coco Jumbo (Plus Polnareff) - Coconut Rose ◆Green tortoiseshell-patterned wrapper. ◇In the shape of a turtle. Outer shell is crusty and tastes a few decades old. Seems to have been tossed around in someone's pocket. The center, however, has a pleasant, romantic tropical flavour.

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Ghiaccio - Mint Mocha ◆Light blue wrapper with white spirals. ◇Chocolate is pale, bluish and crystalline. Aggressively chilly in flavour, yet has zero chill. Z-e-r-o. Forces you awake like a series of icy slaps to the face. If the cold shock doesn't send you to the hospital, its deadly caffeine level will.

Melone - Yubari Melon ◆Green melon-patterned wrapper. ◇It seems wrong to be eating this chocolate in public. Creamy, divine exotic bliss. Likely laced with a aphrodisiac. Can be split into many square pieces if say, you wanted to share it with willing partners.

Risotto - Sanguinaccio Dolce ◆Metallic black wrapper with white stripes. ◇Traditional blood chocolate with a rice-based filling. Has razor-sharp edges. Despite its dark reputation, the salt and iron make it taste wholly unique. But you may still want to watch for stray needles, just in case.

Formaggio - Mascarpone ◆Gold wrapper with red dots. ◇Not to be underestimated. May be small but is loud in flavour, viciously tart and sweet. Chocolate is dotted with little holes so the mascarpone center can be seen. Cheese and chocolate may sound bizarre, but is a surprise here.

Prosciutto - Tiramisu ◆White wrapper with brown and blue stripes. ◇Classy, mature chocolate with a midnight sheen. Has a syrupy coffee center and hard sugar top glazed with a strange, eye-like pattern. Makes you feel 20 years older with each piece, so don't eat too many. Is best served ice-cold.

Pesci - Butterscotch ◆Black wrapper with green and pink hearts. ◇Bears an unfair reputation as a babyish, "kiddy" chocolate, but is still loved by almost everyone. Extremely mild, sweet and gentle in flavour, but has its moments of sudden, brittle toughness. Is topped with a cute little chocolate fishy.

Illuso - Marzipan ◆Half-brown, half-ivory wrapper. ◇Chocolate is glassy and sharp-edged, decorated with gold beads. A rich, pompous sort of flavour that tricks you into thinking it's nougat, but also makes you feel unworthy to eat it. May cause double-vision or hallucinations.

Gelato - Milk Chocolate ◆Light brown wrapper. ◇A simple pleasure, like chocolate ice cream. Pairs well with most other flavours, but is perfect with raspberry creme.

Sorbet - Raspberry Creme ◆Rose pink wrapper. ◇Subtle and cool but likeable. Pairs ideally with milk chocolate. Do NOT slice in half, or filling will bleed out everywhere.

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Tiziano - Amaretto ◆Ivory wrapper with a brown band. ◇Tastes of almond... or arsenic? An elegant trickery of the tongue, both medicine for the senses and poison for the heart. It's literally impossible to say anything bad about it.

Squalo - Sea Salt ◆Orange wrapper with blue wave pattern. ◇In the shape of a shark, and you are its prey. Tastes of violence - tart and sharp, like it's devouring the inside of your mouth. Combining this with amaretto might end somebody.

Carne - Marshmallow ◆Pastel pink wrapper. ◇A massive chunk of chocolate, bursting at the seams with marshmallow fluff that violently consumes your taste buds in an explosion of sweetness. May contain meat product of suspect origin.

Cioccolata - Green Tea ◆Light green wrapper with brown skull pattern. ◇The first candy in existence with a Latin scientific name. Tastes like the guts of a dead tree. Bitter and earthy, with a frothy, aerated center that tastes of mushrooms grown in old chocolate. Has a pale green coating that is likely mold.

Secco - Prosecco Cordial ◆Light brown wrapper with black stitch pattern. ◇A punch of pure sugar concealed in a hard gemstone shell. Raw, maddeningly sweet, instant tooth damage. Pairs amazingly with green tea, somehow. By the way, chocolate is bad for dogs.

Doppio - Checkerboard Cookie ◆Pink wrapper with purple and green checks. ◇Seems to be both chocolate and vanilla, actually tastes more like berry. Sweet and cute in appearance, with little cartoon frogs etched into each square, but is likely to chip a tooth. Not a telephone.

Diavolo - Dark Chocolate Ganache ◆Dark red wrapper with gold lattice pattern. ◇The ultimate sin. All the decadent, devilish delights of hell melted down to candy form, topped with dark chocolate horns. This chocolate really is monstrously evil and addictive. You'll relive the experience of it over and over... forever.

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Zucchero - White Chocolate ◆Light green wrapper with white spirals. ◇In the shape of a snail shell. Pale, sugary sweet and very soft, almost gelatin-like. The inside is strangely hollow and airy, seems to deflate when you eat it. Pairs nice with something spicy.

Sale - Chile Chocolate ◆Metallic orange wrapper with red stars. ◇Star-shaped with a dark red chile coating. Dry, salty and fiercely spicy. Pieces somehow get stuck in your mouth and burn like hell. Pairs best with white chocolate.

Luca - Pumpkin Spice ◆Metallic brown wrapper with green leaves. ◇Tastes fresh from an autumn garden, where the bodies definitely aren't hidden. Sweet at first, but has a sudden spiciness that hits you directly in the brain. Don't worry, the gaping hole in your noggin will go away. Eventually.

Scolippi - 100% Cacao ◆Stone grey wrapper. ◇Beware the astounding bitterness of the cold hard truth. The ghost of your decision to eat this will haunt you for the rest of your life. Hits your taste buds like a storm of rocks, but you'll never stop thinking about it.

Polpo - Squid Ink ◆Black wrapper with yellow squid logo. ◇Controversial, but proud of how weird it is. Is that a tentacle in the middle? Tastes like regular chocolate that's been sitting in the darkness of a musty bedroom for too long. PS: Try the new banana variant!

[mommyownsmee]

Just got done work all blissed out from being allowed to cum this morning. Wish I was coming to you to worship you and make you dinner and then use me however rough and whichever way you want mommy. Teasing me and making me a whiny bratty mess all over before deciding if I can cum - 💫

Good evening, baby. 𝒙𝒙

It‘s past midnight where I live, so you need to wait a while for my next answer. Don‘t worry, mommy will be back in zero time.

Dinner would sound really good. I‘d love to see you wearing nothing but an apron while cooking.

Mommy would be slapping your pretty lil ass while I‘m walking past you. Seeing your facial expression turn from being upset to joy, excitement and then fully turned on..

And suddenly mommy would be fucking you on the kitchen counter, you dripping all over it and begging me to allow you to cum.

You‘d love that, baby. Mommy‘s sure about that.

[mmx-code-crimpphire]

Headcnon - What Xev and Midnight's Ideal Wedding Would Be Like

I thought maybe I can put this headcanon here since I do think about it from time to time~. What can I say? My OTPs getting married and having the ideal wedding lives in my head rent free~

And I'll make it into its own story and still start a chapter based story on them having a domestic life together~.

NEW CHAPTER ON AO3

Of course, like any other couple, they’d have trouble compromising what ideal wedding they’d want. Zero would want a more gothy type wedding, while Xev wants a more royal look to it. Axl finally gets them to compromise on the Victorian wedding, as Steampunk is a style of that and there is a goth aesthetic to it as well.

They definitely would’ve gone Baroque style if they went through Xev’s idea or if they went with Zero’s, it would have been a sort of Tim Burton or emo goth band theme. And both kinda like the other’s idea, but they couldn’t compromise until Axl stepped in. Again lol.

Anyway yeah, that’s their theming for their big day-

And they dress very regally for their outfits. They'd have a rental place that resembles the period, and have classical music as well as some of their favorite softest tracks from their favorite video games. Xev HIGHLY AND STRONGLY requests his and Zero's song (which is the track "City Ruins'' from NieR Automata as a reminder) be for their wedding march, and for their dance, "Castles and Dreams" by Blackmore's Night. Xev does request "Dearly Beloved" from Kingdom Hearts be a part of their filler music so they can hear it very somberly between the hyped up pop and rock music they pick.

Not all the music pieces will be up to theme for their wedding, but they also wanted it to be fun for everyone. Zero requests at least to sing for Xev at least once. Bringing his guitar and everything. Singing "Only One Blue Jay in the Sky". The one song he writes himself, having all his feelings to the exact detail on how he loves X. Which brings some others to tears, especially Xev. He would give his Midnight Ripper he'll be living with for the rest of his (hopefully) blissful and peaceful life he'd been waiting for, what he's been fighting for with everyone else needing it from his perspective, feeling that he's really at peace being with Zero as he has and finally tying the knot and be together forever.

Xev gets a very pretty dress and suit combo, full of details and ruffles. Cool gray and white outfit wedding like dress with some pink or cream lace and wearing the locket Zero gave him as a wedding present before the big day.

Zero's outfit is like having his black armor but suped up and more dressy looking, having tails with a waistcoat, still having his chestplate on. His shoulders are rounded again for this, and he has more gold detailing all over his armor. He wanted to still be ready for battle if he had to on his wedding day with his beloved Blue Jay.

Xev didn't want to think about that, despite the fact Zero could be right. Any Maverick still alive that would be daring enough to crash their wedding, would actually do so. So they have to prepare themselves, even if they want to have their guards down for sweet memories from then on.

Dare I say, with how Xev wanted to have a small wedding with just his closest friends, family and Maverick Hunters be a part of the ceremony, but someone would spill the beans (most likely Axl), and would turn into the Wedding of the Century kind of deal. Much to Xevdex's dismay. But Zero makes him feel better and they'll have the best wedding of their lives. If everyone wants a big wedding, they're gonna get the best and all the works.

Xev's bouquet will have Pink Tea Roses, mixed with white roses and sprinkled with forget-me-nots and baby's breath. He knows their love and connection knows no bounds. They've been through so much, he keeps in his thoughts, that he really does want to keep Zero close to his soul, his heart and his person.

He never wants to let him out of his sight, but he knows keeping Zero too close could suffocate him. He does eventually bring in his vows he'll do whatever he can to keep Zero reasonably close to him.

Zero resonates within his own vows, however. He reciprocates everything and would do anything to protect Xev, but still stays standing, never leaving his side as he's done before. Never again would he leave him behind so abruptly.

Maybe I'll make a chapter of Xev and Zero writing their vows to each other in the fic. I mean, I kinda did that for another otp I love dearly in another fandom, why not for X and Zero too~?

Anyway, that's really all I got for their wedding and what it may consist of. I can't wait to write a story for the setting I have cooked up for it.

[libraquarittarius]

maybe something, trying to write

how many ones and zeroes would it take

to paint a picture of the love we make

how many frames per second shooting by

could show you clearly your love in my eyes

and even if i calculated this

could it paint the fuzzy picture of bliss

in the early dawns where we stretch and rise

the midnight spoonage you always oblige

the rush of feelings when i am lifted

the countless trinkets that i am gifted

the ease of which you settle my spiral

companionship when my sickness is viral

a pinch upon my earlobe or cheek

a person mild mannered but not meek

a gorgeous hero in plain-clothes disguise

the hardest worker up with the sunrise

no words exist in any old order

that could ever fix this love disorder

thus, poems are written from me with love

to show you the feelings i have too much of

[bass-treble2answer]

FC Zero: I'm the only female version of zero, right?

Classic Zero: *thinking about his rip off version from mighty no. 9*

Mmz zero: *has flashbacks of that midnight bliss transformation from that one snk vs Capcom game*

Aki: The fuck are you guys thinking? I’m scared now.