#noblesse x reader

[22ayla19]

Frankenstein x Witch! Reader

"Favorite witch"

The day turned out to be busy, although the only thing Frankenstein did was fill out documents. And besides this, his favorite witch went to some kind of sabbath and it is not known when he will return. But he so wanted to be alone with her, to hug her and hear words of consolation. Hmmm... What has the once famous, fear-inspiring nobleman, mad scientist descended to? You don’t tell anyone, they won’t believe you.

But still, there was one noble man who saw how much Frankenstein missed his little witch. Raizel still remembers how the mad scientist and the insidious witch met. Once he saved a young witch from the fate of being burned, and she began to obey him in gratitude. When Frankenstein joined Raizel, then we will get acquainted with a more experienced witch, who radiated a murderous aura towards the scientist. And a cheerful life began between two equal personalities.

In the first couple of decades, hostility towards each other, quarrels and eternal insults were commonplace, well, until Raizel was in the room, otherwise everything was as usual, but even so, after a lot of time, the hostility and quarrels stopped. The insults remained, but they were more humorous than offensive. What made the scientist and the witch get closer? It's simple. The disappearance of their Master.

Without noticing it, they became closer, trying to find their master. They began to trust each other more; in other words, they became very close friends. And 300 years ago they actually got married. When Raizel found out, he was very surprised, because he remembered how they always quarreled and insulted each other, but here they care, support and love each other. If the Previous Lord had seen this picture, he would have laughed heartily.

- Well, why are we sighing here? Have you really missed your beloved wife?

Frankenstein raised his head and looked at the intruder. Although you couldn’t even call her a violator, considering how she loved to tease and help him at the same time.

- Already back, my little witch?

- Of course, I knew how much you missed me. You also don't work as hard when I'm away.

And although Frankenstein does not admit it, his wife is his weakness. Enemies would definitely take advantage of such an opportunity to annoy the scientist, although he himself is not particularly worried. Enemies will die faster at the hands of his wife than at his hands. His wife is a witch with a lot of experience behind her, some kind of extra, not even worth her attention.

The witch walked over to her husband and sat on his lap and took off High School Principal Yeo-Ran's glasses.

- With glasses, you are, of course, attractive, but they will only hinder us.

- Aren't you afraid that we will be noticed? - Frankenstein asked, understanding what his wife was leading to.

- The lesson has just started, we have time before it ends, so we can enjoy each other, - the witch answered with a sly smile.

- If so, then don’t complain about the marks on your neck, my favorite witch.

[angy37]

Necesito que se escriba más sobre Noblesse. Si supiera escribir lo haría yo T_T

I'm so happy I found someone who writes for Noblesse. I was wondering if you could write a one shot with Frankenstein x reader where the reader is a singer. It can be headcannons if you can't write a one shot. Thanks, and have a good day/night!

Sure, and don't worry about not stating the gender, I try and keep all mine as inclusive as possible unless directly stated otherwise because finding male reader and gn reader fics are hard, and sometimes they're just smut

Masterlist

Frankenstein x singer!reader

Frankenstein would be so supportive

He wouldn't obviously show it on his face but he's definitely on the side lines cheering you on

Will gladly sing with you if you're trying to learn lyrics

I headcannon he has a great singing voice

Just imagine being with him at night chilling and cooking while you both sing along to whatever song is on the radio

AAAAAH SO CUTE GONNA MAKE ME JEALOUS

Anyway, I also think he would subtly try to buy any merch you have

Just stores it in a cupboard at school in his office in the hopes no one sees it

He isn't a very expressive person outwardly, so alot of his support and love for you isn't as obvious as you would hope

But just know even if the whole world hates your music (doubtful) he would still be by your side to pick you back up again

Often ends up driving you to your training, sometimes even sits and watches, especially if you have choreography to learn

He'll video it so you can watch it back later if you forget anything

Brings you bottles of water for your breaks and a towel too

This is unless he is busy at school

If he could he would literally never leave your side

But he does have a picture of you on stage looking happy, and a little sweaty from a long performance on his desk so he can still see you even at work

It's not as good as the real thing though, but he is happy regardless to be able to see your happy face everyday

[zephyrchama]

hi!! please can you spare a crumb of leviathan fluff please?

You knocked on the door to Leviathan’s room out of courtesy, but he was already calling for you to “come in.”

“No password?” you asked. You had been expecting a fun trivia question like always.

“No need. I could tell it was you.” From the sound of your approaching footsteps to the way you knock, and even the little pause between those two actions. Everyone seemed to know your distinctive traits better than you did.

“What’s up?” Leviathan didn’t look over. He was too preoccupied with his manga. He held it up in a way that obscured most of his face. His legs were sprawled out on the floor with his back against an ottoman and a stack of the latest releases by his side. Leviathan had a knack for lounging comfortably in the most inconvenient positions.

“I was looking for something to read. Mind if I browse your collection?” "Mmhmm.” Having unfiltered access to Leviathan’s collection was a rare privilege extended only to you, who could be trusted to borrow things without damaging or losing them. Or selling them, spilling food on them, bending the pages. There had been an extensive list of detailed rules you pledged to follow.

You spent a couple of minutes browsing the shelves. Honestly, nothing stood out. The room was silent, save for the occasional turn of a page and the humming of the lights. You were just bored and hoped to spend some quality time with a certain nerd, however, he was busy.

Giving up on the shelves, you decided to plop down in front of Leviathan. He was so immersed in his comic that he didn’t notice. A lead-up to a large-scale battle scene occupied so much of his attention, he failed to realize you were crawling over his legs like a spy in an action flick. You finally grabbed his attention by squeezing your shoulders between his arms, bumping your head against the book as you tried to worm under it.

“Hey! Ahh!” Leviathan was startled. He raised his hands in shock, or maybe to preserve his manga, but either way it created a wider path for you to take immediate advantage of. You snuggled up to his shoulder with the determination of a thousand shounen protagonists.

“What… what? What are…? Whu?” Leviathan was at a loss for words until he finally settled on demanding, “what is this?”

You were still trying to get comfortable, which was causing Leviathan a lot of discomfort. You rolled over to lay your back against his chest and bent your legs over his knees. Tugging his arms back down so you could see the manga, you explained, “I wanted to read this one.”

“It’s volume 18 though…?”

You nodded, “cool.”

“Did you even read the other volumes? You won’t get it at all.”

You tilted your head far back to look up at Leviathan, catching his eye for a brief moment before he glanced away. You felt him shudder. “I wanna read this one, though, so explain it to me.”

Far from the upcoming battle in his manga, Leviathan faced a raging battle in his mind. He couldn’t even remember what happened on the last few pages. He’d have to go back and re-read them.

“If it’s too much, just pretend like I’m not even here. I’ll figure it out on my own,” you said. The art looked good enough that you could admire that, even if you didn’t know anything about the plot.

“As if I could do that,” Leviathan complained. With a sigh, he hooked his arms under yours and brought his legs up so you fit better in his lap. Now you wouldn't slide down or constantly readjust your position. His movements were slow and deliberate attempts to make the both of you comfortable. He was cautious, as if you might jump up and run off at any moment.

“We can voice the lines out loud together,” you suggested, “but you’re gonna have to speak up or I won’t be able to hear you.” A chance to play voice actor sounded great to Leviathan. He was definitely interested. ”I’m right here though? What do you mean you can’t hear me?”

“Sorry, what was that? Come closer, the thumping in your chest is just so loud.”

With an embarrassed groan, he slapped the manga against his head and buried his blush-stained face into your hair where you couldn't see.

[yuujis-sunshine]

M-21 finds out he has a daughter (the reader).Here’s a plausible back story for her existence. After the end of the webtoon Frankenstein finds documents on her and the methods used by Crombell to create her. And finds her sleeping in one of those giant glass tubes filled with liquid used for human experiments like what we see M-21 in many times. She was made from the egg of a random woman and M-21s “seed” Crombell took when M-21 was sedated during an experiment (a rare occurrence from what I can tell) she can turn into any animal she wants but her favorite animals to turn into are a house cat, wolf, tiger, mermaid, and dragon.

𝑶𝒌𝒂𝒚... 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆. 𝑻𝒙𝒌𝒔, 𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑴-21 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑺𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕, @huntersmoon1 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔.

𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘

𝑴-21/𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅! 𝑴𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: Frankenstein finds a little kid inside of the laboratory and realizes that it is actually M-21's kid.

"So this is my kid?" M-21 asked confused as both Takeo and Tao stares at the little kid who was in front of the three.

"Yes, I happen to find her inside of the laboratory glass sleeping." The little 4 year old girl who's name is unknown stares at the silver haired man as she shyly looks down to the ground, holding onto Frankenstein's pants shyly. The blonde then put a hand on top of her luxurious silver locks, with a warm smile on his lips. Back when Frankenstein was in the lab, he found some unrecognized document papers that wasn't supposed to be here. And next thing he knew, he saw a little 4 year old girl sleeping inside of the glass tube, she has [Short/Long] beautiful locks of silver hair, [Skin Color] skin, and a average 4 year old body. She looks so beautiful and peaceful inside the glass tube, not only that, she was even made by Crombell who used a random woman's egg and M-21's sperm.

"Go say hi to your dad." He told her before shyly letting go of the blond's pants and walking up to the man who was shock from learning that he has a daughter who looks exactly like him. "H-Hi..." The little girl said to her with her head down as she fiddles her fingers nervously.

M-21, Tao and Takeo stares at the cute little girl who was stuttering on her words. 'She looks really adorable!' Takeo and Tao thought with tinted cheeks on their cheeks, trying not to say anything. "So, do you have a name?" He asked her as she didn't respond. Taking it that she does not have a name.

"Mind if I gave you a name?" He asked.

She nodded nervously before the silver haired male stares at her, realizing that the young one was just exactly like him in every way. She wasn't a monster, she was human; just like himself. When he stares at her, it made M-21 have a spark in his heart. Not just any spark. But the type of spark that made him want to protect her like the father figure he needs to be. The girl was very lonely and never had no history since she was only just an experiment and doesn't really know things humans knew. But without hesitation, the Silver hair man then bent down to the girl's level as she stares at him, feeling nervous on what he will do to her.

"How about... [Name]?" He asked her before the girl starts to have sparkles in her eyes from the name he chose.

In a matter of seconds, she had a tiny smile before being pulled into a warm hug by her father. He may look scary, but he was actually sweet, caring and he felt extremely warm in his arms. But as they were hugging, a tear slips from M-21's eye just from learning that he has a daughter.

One he could care for...

One that he can call his...

The rest of his life, he had became the father figure he became and did anything that [Name] asked for or wanted to do. It was lovely to actually have a father who cared for you, one who would risk his life for you, one that would always be there to answer most of her questions. "I love you, [Name]..." He said, having her close while hugging her and a hand in her hair. "Love you too, papa..."

[dalivanmagritte]

NCT FIC REC : JEONG JAEHYUN

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just us. (fav, smut, fluff, royal!au)

promise of duke (fav, smut, nobless!au)

oops, baby (i love you) (fav, smut, fluff, angstish, modern royal!au)

a summer love (fav, fluff, suggestive, 60's!au, smalltowngirl!au)

seeds of pomegranate (fav, angst, smut, fluff, greek mythology!au)

no smut

just friends (fluff, college!au)

i've got my eye on you (fluff, deaf!jaehyun)

je ne sais quoi (fluff, suggestive)

stars, moons & other celestial bodies (angstish, fluff, retro!au)

boyfriend material (fluff, fake dating!au, angstish, college!au)

7:37 (fluff, college!au)

pastas? (fluff)

classics (smut)

team captain (smut, fluff, college!au)

the charming (smut, housemate!au, college!au)

romanée-conti (smut, fluff, sugardaddy!au)

the v week spy (smut, fluff, college!au, stvalentine!au)

king of the streets (smut, fluff, angst, streetracer!au, journalist!au)

begin again (smut, angst)

die in your arms (smut, angst, spooky!au)

rose bud (smut, fluff, angstish, college!au)

pregnant partner (fluff, smut)

boy toy (smut)

body party (smut, boxer!au)

milf (smut, fluff, milf!au)

no distraction (smut)

one of the girls (smut, neighbor!au)

sleep well, princess (fluff, smut, brotherbff!au)

horizon (smut, office!au, ceo!au)

chained (smut, arranged marriage!au)

Fucking up the sheets (smut)

back for more (smut)

our little secret (smut, ceo!au)

teacher's pet (smut, teacher!au)

deadly kiss (smut, office!au)

jaehyun's new secretary (smut, office!au, ceo!au)

stress no more (smut, ceo!au)

make a mess for me (smut)

racer (smut, angst, streetracer!au)

trick or treat (smut, halloween!au, dad!jaehyun, neighbour!reader, ceo!au)

trick or treat (smut, halloween!au, neighbour!au, voyeur!au)

a nonsense christmas (smut, camgirl!au)

christmas puppy (smut, fluff)

cockwarming (smut)

runway (angst, fluff, smutish, e2l!au, fashion!au)

you have one missed call (smut)

tits obsessed (smut)

19:30 (smut)

heart aches (smut)

honeymoon avenue (smut, angstish)

around the corner (fluff, angst, rich!au)

deadly kiss (smut, fluff, office!au, architect!au, engineer!au)

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hearts won at practice (fluff, smut, junior footballplayer!au)

that's it (smut)

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perv! jaehyun (smut)

handle with care (smut, office!au)

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just us. (smut, fluff, royal!au)

sleep well? (smut, incubus!au)

of sunrise and roses (fluff, suggestive, demigod!au, mythology!au)

on the shore of the styx (angst, mythology!au)

son of zeus (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of lachesis (fluff, angstish, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of dionysus (angst, demigod!au, mythology!au)

two worlds appart part.2 (angst, smut, royal!au)

midday reverie (smut, angst, fluff, abo!au)

not so charming (fluff, hogwarts!au)

twilight (smut, vampire!au)

shapeshifter wolf (fluff, angst, witch!au, shapeshifter!au)

head over broomsticks (fluff, suggestive, hogwarts!au)

wrong hands (smut, bodyguard!au, mafia!au)

motives (1) (smut, demon!au)

perfume (smut, werewolf!au, witch!au)

can't get you out of my mind (smut, fluff, angst, abo!au)

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danger x johnny (smut, abo!au)

can you handle it? x johnny, jeno, jaemin (smut)

i wanna make you scream (smut, ghostface!au)

send in the clowns x mark x haechan (smut, halloween!au)

[moraxsthrone]

TITLE — spoiled

PAIRING — dom!sugarbaby!zhongli x sub!sugarmama!f!reader

WC — 4.6k

WARNINGS — nsfw. MDNI. modern au. soft dom/sub dynamic. oral (m. & f. rcv'ing). deepthroat/facefucking. overstim. squirting. creampie.

NOTES — i always said that when (not if) zhongli came home, i would spoil him rotten. i went from having no zhongli to having him at C2 lvl 90 + staff of homa + a 2pc/2pc tenacity/noblesse set, and him being in the top 21% of zl hybrid builds on the NA server, hitting 100k+ dmg...all in less than a month. i've been good to him and he's been soooooo good to me so i wanted to write this as a celebratory, homecoming gift for my long-awaited, highly spoiled geo daddy. thanks to @crystalflygeo for the idea and inspiration! i hope i did it justice! <3

the knock comes so gently you wouldn't have heard it had you not been expecting it.

“come in,” you say, finishing the last piece of paperwork and setting your pen down on your big oak desk.

the heavy door creaks open, zhongli striding in before closing the door behind himself.

“working late again, my lady?” the young man muses with a subtle smile, looking dapper in his favorite armani suit that’s been perfectly tailored to the lean musculature of his frame.

a leaden sigh escapes your lips. “yes, but fortunately i’ve just finished. your timing is impeccable, my dear sir,” you say with a playful lilt while leaning back in your chair. “i presume i’m not the only one since someone else must’ve let you in.”

“your receptionist was just leaving as i arrived.”

“well, now that you’re here, to what do i owe the pleasure?”

“i wanted to thank you again for the handsome topaz cufflinks you procured for me yesterday at that fancy boutique-” he says in his unhurried baritone, fidgeting with one of them. zhongli sounds so commanding without even trying, making your loins stir with want. you’ve taken great pleasure in spoiling him since meeting him a couple months ago, buying him everything he’s had an eye for, as well as a lot of things he hasn’t even asked for…

“i knew you’d appreciate them, what with your exquisite taste…” you interject, admiring the way the dark orange gemstones bring out his eyes. “besides, the color becomes you.”

he smiles back, making him look more boyish. “only someone with a discerning eye for quality and beauty such as yourself would even take me to places that sell such high caliber merchandise.” he walks towards you, leaning against the front of your desk mere inches from where your arm rests. “but i want you to know that i appreciate the little things just as much, if not more so. something as simple as say…” his voice trails for a moment, “...indulging me in afternoon tea means a lot to me.”

“oh? but your company is no small thing, zhongli. i enjoy lavishing you with gifts, of course. but you give me your time and conversation in return, and that is far more valuable to me than any gift i could bestow upon you…”

“you sure?” 

your brow crinkles at his hinting tone. “what do you mean?”

he reaches out with his gloved hand, delicately cupping your jaw as his boyish smile fades. “you’re a very busy lady. your time and attention are in high demand. and yet you decide to give what little of it you have over to me. your time is far more valuable than anything you could possibly buy me, and that’s something for which i could never repay you…”

you raise your eyebrows at him in sincerity. “zhongli. as i’ve already stated, your company is more than enough-”

"my lady," he reaches for your hand and brings your dainty knuckles to his lips. “...if i may?”

your mouth drops open in surprise. though you certainly wouldn’t be opposed to it, you’ve never so much as alluded to the prospect of an intimate relationship with him. you’re beautiful. powerful. but also - as he’s pointed out - very busy, leaving you precious little time for meeting a suitable mate, let alone courting one. so just spending time with zhongli - listening to his captivating stories, admiring his handsome face, hearing his spell-binding voice - has been more than worth any amount of money you could spend on him.

“zhongli, w-what…?” you give into the gentle tug of his hand, standing from your chair to face him. with your hand still in his, he cups your cheek with the other while bringing his lips dangerously close to yours. “zhongli, wait,” you say, catching your breath in your throat before he can take it away. “you don’t owe me anything…”

“perhaps not, my lady,” he says, his thumb stroking your burning cheek. “but i would quite like to give you something anyway.” your eyes search his as he speaks, his gaze so comfortably heavy. “you’re beautiful,” he says, breath fanning across your lips. “you’ve been exceedingly generous to me…and i want to give you what i feel is owed to you…”

“but zhongli,” you try, your voice so small and shaky with desire, “i’ve already said you don’t owe m-”

“forgive my insolence,” he interrupts, not sounding sorry at all, “but allow me to put it this way: i’m going to give you what you deserve.”

his thumb grazes your lower lip, only to trail down the column of your pretty neck as his lips finally and mercifully claim yours. and you give yourself permission to kiss him back. how could you not? of course you’ve never expected anything from him, but you’d be lying if you said you’d never fantasized about kissing him, touching him.

zhongli is incredibly intelligent and knowledgeable, devastatingly handsome, and his voice alone is enough to make your panties wet every time you hear it. in spite of the fact that you’ve been providing for him, it is he who seems to hold some unspoken power over you.

breaking from the kiss, you look up into his amber eyes. “wh-what i deserve?”

without a word he turns you around, your butt now pressing against the edge of your desk.

“by now you must think i’m a weak man…”

you shake your head. “no. i don’t think that at all-”

he places his fingers over your lips. “ah-ah. i wasn’t finished speaking, my lady.”

your eyes widen, filling with lust and desire at his insistent tone. yes. you need this. and he knows it. zhongli isn’t just giving you what you want or deserve; he’s giving you what you need.

“but-”

before you can utter another sound, zhongli spins you around until your hips are pressing against the edge of your desk. you feel his hips press against your bottom, gasping quietly at the unmistakable hard bulge pressing against you.

“zhongli?”

he grinds against you, the force causing the edge of your desk to dig into your hip bones.

“you can feel me, can’t you?” he whispers, his wet lips grazing the edge of your ear. “i’ve wanted you like this all along. does that come as a surprise to you, my lady?”

before you can formulate a response, zhongli’s hands - now naked and warm after having removed his gloves - are running along your bare skin under your pencil skirt until it’s bunched up below your ass cheeks. one of his hands slips between your legs, spreading them apart to slowly make his way up until he feels the moisture between them. 

“it would seem you’ve thought about this before as well,” he deduces, eliciting an affirmative hum from you as a response.

his other hand gently pushes your hair aside to expose the back of your neck and you feel the heat of his breath there as his soft lips ghost over your goosebumped skin.

“you must get so tired of having so much responsibility on you,” he mutters. “wouldn’t it be nice to relinquish control every once in a while?”

his voice alone is enough to easily seduce you. with a small nod, your eyes flutter closed as you fight the chill that wants to run down your spine. “y-yes, zhongli, it’s…” your breath hitches when his thumb brushes your lace-covered clit, “...exhausting sometimes.”

a deep chuckle forms in his throat as he peppers light kisses along the back of your bare neck, pushing the ruffle trim top of your dress off one of your shoulders to expose more of your soft skin.

“then allow me.” grasping the back zipper between his fingers, he pulls it down, taking his precious time undressing you from your collar to your tailbone. “if at any point you want me to stop, just say 'lapis'," he whispers and you agree.

he pushes the sleeves over and off of your arms before unfastening your bra. everything falls to the floor, the expensive material pooling around your feet. having rendered you naked save for your panties and designer heels, he stands back a bit and tells you to turn around and face him. feeling a bit self-conscious, you cover your breasts and bite your lower lip nervously as you follow his order.

“tut-tut.” zhongli shakes his head in mild disapproval. “uncover yourself. i want to see every inch of your gorgeous body.”

you lower your arms, exposing your creamy breasts with pretty, budded nipples and zhongli’s amber eyes seem to glow with arousal. he takes his time looking you up and down, licking his lips, drinking in your form as his hard cock strains against his slacks. 

kissing you as he comes in close again, pulling you in with his hands on your ass to let the clothed head of his cock rub against your panty-clad pussy. you gasp and he grips his own cock through his pants and rubs the head over your hidden clit.

reaching for one of your hands, he places it on his clothed erection, sending a jolt of arousal to your core. “touch me,” he says. "i know you want to."

you nod, giving his girth a tentative squeeze through his expensive slacks. a quiet groan escapes zhongli’s throat as he pushes himself into your hand, watching you with hooded eyes as you palm him. even through the dark virgin wool you can feel that his cock is thick and hot, and you can’t help but clench as you imagine how it would feel to be taken and filled by him.

“get on your knees,” he commands and you obey, putting you at eye level with the wet spot that has formed where his cockhead is pressing against his slacks. “take my cock out.” 

you can hardly believe this is happening. not five minutes ago, you were having an innocent conversation with your platonic sugarbaby. now you’re on your knees, seconds away from freeing his cock and tasting his precum - something you’ve wanted since first laying eyes on him but never thought would become a reality.

your well-manicured hands reach for his belt, unfastening it before opening his pants to free his impressive dick. it’s so pretty - thick and pale with a bulbous tip flushed dark pink and a couple of fat veins running the length of him. you lick your lips and wrap your hand around his silky shaft, so warm and hard. without thinking, you open your mouth to lick his swollen cockhead but he reaches down and stops you with a finger to your chin.

“did you ask for permission to suck my cock?”

his authoritative tone has you soaking through your panties, your own slick coating your inner thighs. “n-no, sir.” zhongli is pleasantly surprised at how effortlessly you’ve stepped into your submissive role. “may i please suck your cock, mister zhongli?” you ask, making his member twitch in your hand.

he gives you a kind, crooked smile. “yes, of course, little one.”

his salty flavor has you clenching around nothing when you drag your tongue from the underside of his cockhead to his slit. you give it a little kiss before swirling your wet muscle around it. “mmm~ you taste so good, mister zhongli…want more.”

“such a greedy slut,” he rasps with a crooked grin. “tell you what - i’ll give you a mouthful of my flavor, but you have to earn it.” he runs his fingers through your hair. “suck my cock well enough and i’ll let you drink as much of my cum as you can handle.”

his words have you eagerly wrapping your lips tightly around him, slowly taking him all the way to the back of your throat to make yourself salivate more. pumping your fist along what you can’t fit in your mouth, pretty soon the room is filled with wet, sucking noises along with the occasional grunt and muffled gag.

with your hand still jerking him, you pull off him with a gasp.

“did i say you could stop?” he rasps, fingers tightening in your hair.

“no, sir.” you barely get the words out before you quickly suck him in again. never before have you enjoyed sucking a cock so much as zhongli’s.

as he watches you bob on him like a cock-hungry whore, zhongli takes off his waistcoat and begins to unbutton the tailored shirt you bought him a couple of weeks ago. he works it off until he’s naked from the waist up. it’s difficult to fully appreciate the sculpt of his perfect body from this angle, but you can make out his chiseled chest and mouth-watering abs, causing you to whimper on his length.

he pets your hair and praises you before resting both his hands on top of your head. he guides your pace slowly at first, working himself deeper, pressing into your throat as he rocks his hips until he’s fucking your mouth. you’re gagging on him, a string of spit and precum hanging from your chin.

“look at me while you’re sucking my dick, little one,” he says, voice still commanding but heavy with lust.

you obey, looking up at him while he admires the way your pretty lips stretch around his wide shaft, traces of your lipstick mixing with your saliva on his skin. it’s hard to see him through the tears that prick at your eyes, but your slick is dripping from your panties onto the floor below. as your fingernails dig slightly into the flesh of his toned thighs, you swear you could cum with his cockhead deep in your throat. 

the way your tears dot your eyelashes makes him suck air through his teeth. “nnfuck~ do you have any idea how pretty you look choking on my cock like this, little one?” zhongli’s hips are rocking steadily, his tight balls touching your chin with every thrust. “such a good fucking girl…are you ready for your reward?”

all you can do is moan, the vibration sending him over the edge. with his fingers tangled in your hair, he presses his patch of black hair against the tip of your nose. fighting to keep his eyes focused on you, zhongli groans loudly, releasing his orgasm down your raw, well-deserved throat.

he pulls out of your mouth, leaving you sputtering and gasping for air. but you’ve loved every second of it. even when he’s forceful, zhongli has a grace about him that’s difficult to describe. but you sense it, you know it when you’re with him like this. “th- *gasp* thank you, m-mister zhongli. thank you f- *cough* for your cum.”

“you did so well, little one,” he groans, tenderly rubbing his thumb over your tear-streaked cheek. collecting some stray semen from your chin, he pushes his thumb between your lips and you suck on it, moaning at the feeling of more of his creamy fluid coating your tongue. “you earned every drop, so don’t waste it.”

your willingness to please, your gratitude, your pliability…they all endear you to him. you may spend your money on him, but he slips into the role of your doting dominant just as seamlessly. he wants to take care of you. to dominate you and reduce you to a babbling mess underneath him, but he wants to care for you and make sure you know you’re safe even more so.

he helps you to your feet before backing you up against your desk. he picks you up, semi-hard cock bouncing with his movements, and sets your ass down on the documents you’d just finished when he came into your office.

“zh-zhongli, the paperwork-”

“my dear, the paperwork should be the least of your concerns right now, but if you must know,” he huffs, pulling your drenched panties down and off your legs, “those documents are as good as ruined…”

before you can protest he curls his hands behind your knees and yanks your ass to the edge of your desk, important forms dragging along beneath you, some fluttering to the floor. now you’re naked, save for your louboutins. zhongli clasps his hands around your ankles and lifts them in the air before bringing his lips to one of them and blazing a long, slow trail along the inside of your leg. 

“but don’t you worry…” he mutters between kisses to your skin, his lust-darkened eyes looking right into yours, “your work will be the last thing on your mind by the time i’m done with you.”

his words, his voice, his gaze…it’s all too much and you shudder under his touch, breathing his name. your hands find his dark brown hair, the long ponytail hanging over his shoulder and tickling your electrified skin as he sucks a bruise into your inner thigh.

zhongli’s hands glide down the length of your legs, spreading them to expose your wet, swollen lips. “your pussy is stunning, my lady. even more beautiful than it smells.” he pushes your knees further back, his softened cock twitching back to life as he watches your folds open for him. he breathes you in, groaning at the pink tip of your hard bud peeking out from between your inner lips. “i’ve been dying to taste you…

“ohhh~” you keen, back arching when you feel the heat of his breath on your neglected sex. “mister zhongli…please~”

“please what?” he grumbles, dark amber eyes peering up at you from between your legs.

“p-please…” you plead, voice meek and submissive, “please lick me…”

without taking his eyes off you, he sticks his tongue out and licks a slow, wide strip over your puffy lips. your hips jolt at the tender sensualilty of his warm, silky muscle touching you where you need him most.

“your flavor…” he moans quietly, “delectable.” he teases his tongue around your hard pearl, swiping slowly between your inner labia to taste more of you. “sweeter and more intoxicating than any wine i’ve had the pleasure of rolling over my tongue…”

already you’re cooing for him and he can’t help but want to hear what other sounds he might be able to pull from you, never mind how much he’s dying to devour you. he swirls his tongue around your tiny, pink erection before wrapping his lips around it and sucking it in against his tongue. immediately your back arches off the desk as you gasp his name, shoving your sex deeper into his mouth. zhongli’s brows furrow as he sucks you in harder with a deep growl. his graceful hands are pushing on the backs of your thighs, pressing you further open to dip his tongue inside your tight hole.

“gahahhh~” you cry out, his nose nudging your throbbing clit as he fucks you with his wet muscle.

he lifts his face from your pussy, glistening with the mixture of your arousal and his spit. you open your eyes but before you can whine in protest, he kisses you, and you moan at the taste of your pussy on his tongue as he presses two expert fingers inside you. you cry into his mouth, the pad of his thumb massaging your clit.

he pulls away, a string of your juices and his saliva connecting your lips. “such a good girl for me,” zhongli pants, drunk on your pussy. he slips his naked shoulders under your thighs, his free hand pushing up over your tummy and ribs to cup your breast and gently squeeze your pebbled nipple. “i think it’s time for another reward, hm?” all you can muster is a pitiful whimper in response as his fingertips find your sweet spot. “but you have to promise to cum for me, little one,” he breathes.

“y-yes, sir…” you all but sing for him, “please, mister zhongli…promise…i promise i'll cum for you~”

a dark smile tugs at his lips as he lowers his mouth to your cunt, sucking your clit into his warm, wet mouth once again. his fingers work you over nicely, tugging vigorously against your g-spot as he rubs his flexed tongue over your hard, pink tip. your orgasm builds slowly, deep in your bones and outward intensely as your fingers curl in his hair and you buck your hips against his face.

“fuck, oh god~” you cry out, only for him to latch on tighter, determined to suck you all the way off and drink down every last drop of your orgasm.

his waiting mouth is filled with your essence as his blunt fingertips dig into the plush of your hips. he drinks you down as best he can as you gush for him, but a fair amount of your liquid escapes his mouth and drips lewdly from his chin. slowly he pulls away, sliding his fingers out of your still-clenching pussy. you’re still too drunk on your high to notice yet, but his cock is in his hand, hard and leaking again. 

“so good…” he drawls, standing and sliding his dark pink cockhead between your wet, slippery folds.

you flinch at the contact. you want it - more than anything - but you’re so sensitive and his swollen tip is driving you mad as it bounces over your poor little clit.

zhongli huffs, his cock momentarily catching on your hole before sliding between your pussy lips again. he knows how overstimmed you must be but he’s too needy to care about that right now. he’s wanted to slip his cock into you for far too long and now that his shaft is sliding between your slippery folds he can’t hold back any longer. 

how many nights and mornings has he thought of you while fucking his own hand until he soiled his sheets with his hot sticky semen? how many afternoons has he returned to his office after enjoying a kettle of tea with you, only to lock his door and pull his cock out of his trousers before jacking off while moaning your name under his breath. too many times he has tried to be quiet while biting his lower lip and whimpering quietly as he filled his own hand with his thick, white cum until it dripped between his fingers onto the wooden floor below.

he leans over you, one hand planted on your desk and the other still guiding his cock, massaging your swollen clit with his thick tip. 

“you’ve been so good to me,” he groans, lust-blown amber eyes looking down at you with fire in them. “you’ve given me everything i’ve wanted and more…” the underside of his hard shaft is gliding noisily between your folds.

“y-you deserve the whole world, zhongli,” you breathe, looking into his eyes. “i adore you…” his eyes soften at your proclamation. he stops moving his hips and kisses you, soft and tender, his tongue rolling slowly around yours before pulling away just enough to look at your beautiful face again, your eyes so full of desire and affection for him. “and i you. please-” he breathes, eyes narrowing and his hips moving again, slowly. “…let me take care of you.” both of your breaths hitch when his cockhead finally presses against your hole and stretches you open.

“nnhh~fuck, zhongli…so good~” you keen, your mouth falling open at the feeling of the soft pop of your pussy as it surrenders to his meaty tip pushing past it, deeper into your wet heat.

“ahh~” he gasps deeply, “y-you…” his head falls to your neck as he works himself in and out, a little deeper each time, “you feel -mmff- perfect~” your warm, soft walls welcome him, yield to him, sucking him in hard as you moan for him.

zhongli's cock is slick and glistening with your need. his hands hold your hips in place as he plunges into you harder, his fingertips dimpling your plush skin. your nose is buried in his hair, breathing in his masculine scent and his deep grunts as he flicks his tongue over your nipple while his naked hips clap against your ass. he rises, yanking your ass to the edge of the desk and holds you there with his hands over your thighs as he drives his length - hard and thick and wet - into your heat. your lover maintains eye contact with you as he puts your ankles on his shoulders, his hands around your hips to hold you in place when he begins thrusting harder.

fueled by your cries of pleasure, zhongli fucks you right. he takes care of you just like he said he would. you can feel the pressure of your everyday obligations lifting from your shoulders with every groan that falls from his lips, every slap of wet skin that fills the walls of your office, every whimper of his name and every growl of yours as he makes you forget that you ever needed to be in charge of anything. zhongli is in control now, pressing his lips to the inside of your ankle while those burning amber eyes stay trained on you. 

you trust him, beyond pleased to finally see this side of him. you had always suspected there was a latent dominant in him, but for him to finally take charge like this - of the situation, of you, of your body - you give it all over to him freely. and you’re rewarded deeply. so relaxed your tits are bouncing, your eyes fluttering and crossing as you feel another orgasm building deep within your core.

zhongli leans forward, holding your legs fast against his chest with one arm while anchoring himself with the other. the pad of his thumb is rubbing your clit, his lips are parted, eyes hooded, his moans mixing with yours as he fucks you so thoroughly and you cry out, “ohh…hnn…ZHONGLI~”, thighs trembling, cumming so hard you spray a little against his taut, sweaty belly, still flexing as he fucks you through your orgasm. 

“oh fuck, so beautiful…” he pants, eyes drawn to the space where your bodies meet, beads of your spend trickling down his abs. your cream coats the base of his cock, glistening in his dark brown patch of hair. he quickly lowers your legs, letting you wrap them around his waist, needing to feel him close as he ruts out the last of himself into you. 

you’re still mindlessly whispering his name against his cheek as his grunts turn into quiet whimpers and his moans become gasps. “nnfuck…get ready to take my cum, little one.” 

you’re fucked out beyond bliss but you manage to breathe out a “yesss…please give me your cum, mister zhongli. need you to fill me up with your hot seed…please, please, please~”

your words send him over the edge, hips plunging hard against you before stilling as his cock throbs inside you to spill the hot, sticky contents of his balls into your readied, welcoming cervix. his thrusts slow and jerk as he fills you completely. 

“want you to take all of me,” he confesses against your cheek, eyes closed and brow furrowed. his hips jerk against you, the last of his sperm spilling from his slit. “want you to have it all. you deserve it.” 

— BONUS ENDING (because i'm a dork and i love zhongli’s quirky sense of humor):

when he’s ready, zhongli pulls his wet, softening cock out and watches with deep satisfaction as his semen leaks from your still-clenching hole to form a thick, creamy puddle on your officially disheveled documents. he laughs under his breath. “looks like this one has my signature now as well.”

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— please consider reblogging if you're 18+ and enjoyed this. i worked really hard on it. <3

[leoonyoom-writesstuff]

a trailblazer's trotter ┇ honkai : star rail

in which the elated one chooses a creature to become THEIR emanator. THEY repeat THEIR actions once again, but this time, with a trotter.

"HAHAHA! maybe this time it'll join the genius society!"

warning/s : possible ooc?? also this is short ngl.

[ a. n. ] ok so i have no idea where i was going with this, but all i had in my mind is trailblazer having their own companion, kinda like a pokemon, and that manhwa where that lady got transformed into a crow. i have no idea how those two connect but, fuck it we ball.

➶-͙˚ ༘✶

trotters. cute, interdimensional creatures lost in the stars. cowardly as well, since it spends most of its lifetime feeding and fleeing. but for some, they consider these creatures as good omens, or their companions, on their travels in the vast galaxy.

which is why THEY, the elated one, are curious about these little guys. these silly, little guys. aha chortles at THEIR words, masks and props and cards and all sorts of fun knick knacks jingling and swishing and swirling around the aeon.

and so the aeon spread out THEIR arms, masks searching for an unlucky trotter to be the victim of their fun. THEY searched and searched, high and low, casting THEIR gaze far and wide into galaxies that THEY know.

aha smiles with mischief. what if THEY gave one of these creatures sentience? give it fathomless intelligence, just like THEY did to that tiny noblesse worm. maybe this time, it can join the genius society, and then the universe will be shocked that a cowardly creature such as a trotter caught the gaze of that hunk of junk instead of a human! oh how hilarious would that be to see! aha laughs with tears in THEIR eyes as THEY get amused by THEIR mischievous thoughts.

those who follow the elation sense a change in the atmosphere, and they immediately knew that it was related to their beloved aeon. inside a tavern, many laughed in anticipation, eager to see what their elated one is about to do. “oh i do hope the laughter will use bombs and explosions!” one fool said in glee as she giggled and twirled around and around, fiery sparklers enhancing her joy even further.

hundreds of galaxies away, a lonely trotter walks on a path in an unknown planet, mind fixed on doing two things. flee and feed. but it was getting to the creature, and so with a sad, little ‘oink’, it sat down on the ground and looked up in the vast sky, shiny ears falling down in misery.

it sniffed, curling up in itself as the loneliness got to them. it doesn’t know how long it was traveling, but it knows that it was too long to count. or remember.

before the innocent trotter could continue to wallow in its pity party, the aeon of elation had finally arrived. loud noises accompanied THEIR arrival, making the creature scramble away from the eldritch being in front of it, body shaking in fear as it tried to make itself as small as possible.

aha cackles with elation. finally, THEY have found it! the perfect trotter to become THEIR emanator. with a wave of THEIR hand, the aeon gave the helpless creature the entirety of THEIR path’s power, just like THEY did to that worm. with a giggle of glee, aha ascends to the stars once more, taking the trotter with THEM as THEIR elation spreads throughout the mind and body of the creature.

let’s see if you can surpass that worm, little trotter. 

with a final laugh, aha sends the trotter to the place of one genius society member, THEIR elation being felt all around the cosmos once again.

➶-͙˚ ༘✶

[ a. n. ] like, i really had no idea where i was going with this. but i do plan on making this a full fic, where trotter gains sentience, joins the express, becomes the mascot 2.0... like pokemon but trotter. and an emanator. a trotter emanator. its why i tagged this as an x reader (even though it will most likely be platonic).

anyways! enough yapping from me. what do u guys think? should i continue this or just... idk, leave it as it is?

[pupyuj]

— UP NEXT . . .

fics ;

— "web & claw," [sub!spider-woman!g!pahn yujin x sub!reader x dom!black cat!g!pjang wonyoung]

— "cure for boredom," [dom!ex-girlfriend!g!pkim gaeul x sub!brat!reader.]

— "must-watch," [dom!ghostface!naoi rei x sub!reader.]

— "all night, all mine," sequel to your colorful secrets / part three of the magic words series. [dom!mean girl!jang wonyoung x sub!nerd!reader.]

— "pick your poison," [sub!witch!liz x dom!apprentice!reader.]

— "here, kitty," [sub!cat hybrid!liz x dom!human!reader.]

— "check," [dom!g!pshin ryujin x sub!reader.]

— "noblesse oblige," [sub!vampire!uchinaga aeri x dom!brat!reader.]

series / smau ;

— "i'm all you'll need," series. beach doll/whore au. [g!pdom!various idols x sub!reader]

— "everybody talks," smau. [g!pswitch!ahn yujin x switch!7th member!reader]

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> requests that are in the 'priority' list are the ones that either came first, or ones that i'm interested enough to focus on!

> requests that are in the 'other' list are ones that will be taking a longer time to be made!

> requests that are in the 'pending' list are ones that i'm still thinking about whether i should write it or scrap it!

> please note that i get busy, lazy, or simply hit by a writer's block a lot so some requests, even the ones in the priority list, aren't going to be uploaded in a consistent time frame djfhfifjvk...

request / priority (2 max) ;

— "one of one," [dom!toxic!ahn yujin x sub!innocent!reader]

— "the other side of the moon," [dom!werewolf hunter!g!pahn yujin x sub!werewolf!reader.]

request / other ;

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request / pending ;

— none.

[quasiquack666]

Chapter 322 spoilers

(Screen readers pause now)

1: "For tens of years". Yeah dang these Top Ten fuckers are certainly old. Maybe it's not even the best translation, but... yeah. Wouldn't be surprised if Kayden is actually half Gestella's age, not even just a decade or so difference. This author likes Younger Man x Older Woman tropes even from Noblesse.

2: Seongik got confirmed again as Top 50? But he was already lower Top 50s in previous chapters. Jiyoung makes sense but... again, plot degradation. We didn't even get to see the battle that reevaluated her as Top 50. Fucking sucks.

3: Wait there's actually a Chairman of Baekho? I never recall meeting him before. Nice. AND ONE FOR HALLA TOO?! FINALLY.

4: "Awakeners displaying their power and wanting to rule over non-Awakeners". Yeah Eleceed is quite literally a rip-off of Noblesse. I already knew that but... wow.

5: Lmao Kayden is such a boogeyman. It's actually hilarious.

6: So... yeah, no actual difference between this Kayden basement scene and previous. Except Pluton and Kartein bickering next to him. Not really surprised, just continuously disappointed. *Tallies another disappointment mark on my wall*

7: Why the actual fuck is Gestella just lurking around the house, good fucking lord. It's creepy as shit, she would be a villain for doing that exact same thing if she wasn't already the weird one-sided catfished forced love interest.

8: Gosh I love Mei and Blues, they are such a fun duo. Sibling energy to the max.

9: DUDE DID THEY ACTUALLY DRAW KAYDEN'S CAT FORM BUTTHOLE IN ONE OF THESE PANELS? KAYDEN'S ASS CONFIRMED? I HATE THIS? HAHAHA WE GET KAYDEN ANUS CONFIRMATION BEFORE KAYDEN TIT CONFIRMATION. Dude I will forever be salty that we haven't seen Kayden's nips yet but we've seen some of the fucking minors shirtless.

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manga/manhwa : solo levelling, lookism, noblesse

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AO3 Scene Breaks - Final Fantasy Style!

Following from my set of FMA scene breaks, I've been working my way through my works to add scene breaks that are both screen-reader friendly, and just generally more fun.

This batch is for my Final Fantasy VIII and Final Fantasy X fics (not including the crossovers, those will be a different post). This has been shared previously with my patreons here. (The below is basically copy&pasted from the Patreon post, they just got it a few days sooner.)

Image descriptions are either in the image alt text, or shared below, if tumblr wouldn't let me add alt text. 🙄 Most of these are larger versions of the breaks used on AO3, but I don't have larger saves of the first two, so you're getting the smaller versions.

[Image Description: Final Fantasy 10 logo of Yuna sending bracketing the Zanarkand Abes logo; all are in colours of blue and yellow /end ID]

Final Fantasy X line break, which I actually created...last year? Ish. It's the Zanarkand Abes symbol, the fatter version that Tidus wears on his shorts, between mirrored versions of the Yuna sending logo for the series in the original sunset ombre.

[Image Description: Seymour Guado's chest tattoo bracketing the Zanarkand Abes logo; Seymour's lions are black outlined in purple, the Abes symbol is dark grey outlined in teal]

I also created an alternate, which is the thinner Abes symbol that Tidus wears as a necklace between Seymour's chest tattoos, which I'd halfway through to use for a Tidus/Seymour fic, although I prefer the above for Crooked Wings, and I haven't really done any other FFX fics that require scene breaks and have them as main characters.

Not actually using this one anywhere, yet, but one of the holiday card ficlets for this year is a non-shippy FF8 piece, and I seem to recall it having a scene break, so I decided to make a break that could be used no matter the ship. In this case, the Balamb Garden yin-yang symbol with the white halo. With, I think, light grey outline? So it can be seen against a white background.

Standard Seifer/Squall shippy break of the Balamb Garden yin-yang between Hyperion and Revolver. The Hyperion I ended up using is the 'costume' Squall has in Dissidia, because I'd otherwise have had to use the pixelated version from the base game. And that wouldn't have looked terrible in the small scale, but the pixelated base game version of Revolver doesn't have the Griever keychain and the embossing on the blade is...a disaster, so I ended up going for two higher-def gunblades, even if Hyperion's handle is wrong. Highlights of red around Hyperion and blue around Revolver were mostly because of my long-held headcanon that Seifer leans more towards fire (thanks fireball in the opening scene spar) and Squall leans more towards ice magic. Which meant this scene break worked very, very well for Zyxt, where the two blast Adel's Tomb in space and end up inheriting her magic.

This one is 100% created for my Sorcerer!Squall fic, Silver Wings, because there was no way I wasn't going to find a pair of spread wings and recolour them silver for this fic, come on. And then the Griever necklace in the centre, because of the backstory this fic attaches to it.

For Noblesse Oblige, I wanted Lion Heart as a sort of nod to how advanced Squall is, that he's already done all this before, and the crown for the title's meaning, that Squall (and Seifer, to a large extent) are the nobility of Garden, having been some of the original students and, in this fic, very much paving the way for generations of SeeD.

For Sins of Our Young, I knew I was going to go with the gunblades again—they're really the best way, I think, of implying about Seifer and Squall's relationship without using the character images, which I was sort of half-consciously avoiding—and I crossed them at the handles. But I wasn't certain how to bring in the implication of the title—namely, the 'Sins' bit. I tried finding blood drips or splatters I could add to the gunblades, but I wasn't really coming up with the vague image I had. The bloody hand print wasn't terrible, didn't hate it, fully intended to use it, and then I remembered I had a sort of dripping font and decided to just type 'Sins' and recolour it red. So, the left one is the version you'll actually see used in the fic.

For Kissing It Better, I honestly thought about just using a line of kiss marks, lol, but then I did a quick re-read of the fic and remembered the bit about Seifer giving Squall the Griever necklace, so I decided I'd just use that charm again. And then a calligraphy swirls line break I stumbled across got re-purposed as a sort of necklace chain, because I wasn't having a lot of luck, otherwise.

I actually almost used the gunblades with the Balamb Garden yin-yang for Broken For the Scars I Forgave, except, part of that fic is that Garden isn't really welcoming for them, after canon, so they have to find somewhere else to go. Too, Rinoa's relationship—both the Sorceress/Knight bond with Squall, and the friendship/mutually-hated persons thing she has going with Seifer—is...so important to this fic. And I wanted to recognise that. So, gunblades crossed at the hilt in front of Rinoa's Shooting Star.

[yuujis-sunshine]

DAY TWENTY-ONE: CHRISTMAS SHOPPING

Cadis Etrama Di Raizel/Shy! Noble Clan Leader! Reader

Synopsis: The Reader asks Raizel if he wants to go Christmas shopping, and to her surprise he actually agrees.

- FLASHBACK -

“U-Um.. Rai. D-Do you wanna g-go... shopping with me?” [Name] asked embarrassed as her head was down. She was waiting for a response but didn’t hear anything, but on her way out she stopped to hear him say,

“Of course.” Your heart began to drop at his answer as the other side of you began to squeal in excitement. This would be like a date with the NOBLESSE, especially since she had a crush on him for a while now.

- NOW -

[Name] and Raizel walked around in the mall side by side as a blush pierced on the [Last Name] Clan Leader since she never thought he would actually agree to doing a thing like this. It´s just only me and Rai-kun.. I feel sooo nervous right now! She thought blushing hard as they continued to walk together, not saying anything to one another. But stopped when [Name] had stopped to see her staring at something,

“C-cute.“ [Name] thought.

On the other hand, he just stared at the cat plush before continue to walk and see all of the prices down for most of the items in the mall such as toys, outfits, food and accessories of home. But as they were walking, [Name] noticed that Raizel wasn´t beside her anymore when she was getting things in a aisle so she panicked since she was not used to being by herself in a huge place like this.

Then stopped to see something in interest of Rai since he would always like ramen. So she picked up two six pack of Ramen cup udon noodles and decided to put it in her seperate grocery bags since she had some clothes & accessories in one bag and of course the ramen cup noodles in the other. She then started to look for the Noblesse throught the mall before feeling a certain presence behind her.

“I am right behind you, [Name] [Last Name].“ Raizel said making you gasp in surprise as she seen Raizel with a bag in his hands. To your surprise, he handed the bag to you and decided to look inside and see a cute cat plush inside. A blush hid on your face as she handed him the box of ramen udon noodles, and he had a small from how thoughtful she was. Bth stared at each other before she finally told him,

“Y-You knew I wanted this?“

He nodded at her in response.

“Is that why you left me alone?“ Nodded once again.

Both of them stared at each other for a short amount of time as she had checked out everything they had in their hands and left the store together side by side.

[mirrorcatcreditcard]

✨Introduction✨

Note: This will update as I see fit.

Name(s):

MirrorCatCreditcard, SleepyBurger, or WhipController depending on the account/platform. If you know me under any of the listed names, you can congregate/talk to me here or wherever you found me.

Special interest(s):

my spouse, canines (especially dogs and wolves), humans, history, literature, Obey Me, languages, philosophy, the omegaverse, disabilities, Luka (Alien Stage), snakes

Current hyperfixation(s):

Luka (Alien Stage), monster/cryptic stories, Alien Stage, Alien Stage rarepairs and canon ships, Alien Stage lore, IvanLuka, (this show has taken over my goddamn mind, I'm begging you to send help in the form of enabling this hyperfix-)

Fanfictions (by fandom):

Obey Me

Beyond Our Touch — oneshot, completed

The Madness of Magic — series, irregular updates

Little Mizzi Muffet and the Spider King

Not Even a Mouse — oneshot, completed

The Promised Neverland

They Still Called Me Mother — oneshot, completed

Bungou Stray Dogs

Beat Them and They'll Return an Army; Ignore Them Yet They Swarm — series, ongoing

For the Verses of Time That Dance Across Our Skin — series, ongoing

Quite The Odd Child — series, ongoing

You're Proud, But I'm Just in Pain — oneshot, completed

Death Note

Shivers Not Caused by the Rain's Chill — oneshot, completed

It Was a Normal Evening — oneshot, completed

Played Me By Another, Played Himself a Fool — oneshot, completed

Miscellaneous/mixed media

Fictober 2024 — series, ongoing

Personal tag list and uses: (they will be linked underneath)

#mirr's rambles — I yapped excessively or did an analysis but it's disorganized on average

#mirr's personal favs/#mirr's favs — whether my own or another's work, it's just stuff I really liked

#mirr's honesty — I spoke what I believe is truth

#mirr answers — I answered an ask or replied to a question via reblog

#mirr speaks — just a regular post of mine with no particular tag needed

#mirr writes — my fanfic discuss

Fandoms/things I read/watch and will participate in discussion about (in no particularly ranked order):

Demon Slayer

Obey Me (video game)

Death Note

Bungou Stray Dogs

Yuukoku no Moriarty/Moriarty the Patriot

Brutal: Satsujin Keisatsukan no Kokuhaku/Brutal: Confessions of a Homicide Investigator

Genshin Impact

Among Us

Undertale

Spy x Family

Jujutsu Kaisen

Kaguya-sama: Love is War

Noragami

The Ancient Magus' Bride

The Misfit of Demon Academy

Mo Dao Su Shi/The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

Happily Ever Afterwards (manhwa)

King's Maker (manhwa)

The Promised Neverland

Weak Hero (manhwa)

any series by Idolomantises (ex: Monsters and Girls, Bugtopia, etc.)

Aporia

Black Butler

Eleceed

Dr. Frost (Webtoon)

Haven't You Heard? I'm Sakamoto

I Don't Want This Kind of Hero

I Failed to Oust the Villain!/I Failed to Abandon the Villain

Akuyaku Reijou desu ga Kouryaku Taishou no Yousu ga Ijousugiru/I Was Reincarnated as the Villainess in an Otome Game but the Boys Love Me Anyway!

It's Mine (Webtoon)

Killer Crush (manhwa)

Killing Stalking

Like Wind on a Dry Branch (Webtoon)

Lookism

Mob Psycho 100

My S-Class Hunters/The S Classes I Raised

Navillera: Like A Butterfly (manhwa)

Noblesse (Webtoon)

Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Payback (manhwa)

Roxana (manhwa)

Solo Leveling/Only I Level Up

Steel Under Silk (manhwa)

Teenage Mercenary

That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime

The Boxer (Webtoon)

The Case Study of Vanitas/Vanitas no Carte

The Crow's Prince

The Falcon Princess

Kininatteru Hito ga Otoko ja Nakatta/The Guy She Was Interested in Wasn't a Guy at All

Hametsu no Oukoku/The Kingdoms of Ruin

The Knight and Her Emperor (manhwa)

The Lady and the Beast (manhwa)

The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor

The Newlywed Diary of a Witch and a Dragon; The Makeup Remover

The Remarried Empress

The Tyrant's Sister

The Villainess Is Retiring

The Villainess Is a Marionette

Death Is the Only End For the Villain/Villains Are Destined to Die

Saijaku Tamer wa Gomi Hiroi no Tabi wo Hajimemashita/The Weakest Tamer Began a Journey to Pick Up Trash

The World After the Fall

Tomb Raider King

Under the Greenlight

Tower of God

What's Wrong with You, Duke?

any series by Obelis (ex: War and Tea, Meow Are You?, etc.)

Who Made Me a Princess

(The Reason) Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion

Empress Cesia Wears Knickerbockers

Roses and Champagne

any series by Brothers Without a Tomorrow

Endless Night Encore

Another Typical Fantasy Romance

Hunter x Hunter

Alien Stage

Low Tide in Twilight/Waterside Night

One Punch Man

Bendy and the Ink Machine

Doki Doki Literature Club

Hell Neighbor

The Stickbot Show

Subnautica

Five Nights At Freddy's

Monster School (Minecraft)

In the Doghouse (manhwa)

Mr. Beta

The Villain That Embraces the Light

Stalker x Stalker (Webtoon)

Extras(?):

My former pinned post

My Luka analysis post

Luka enjoyers on this site

[kylowritten]

If the Slipper Fits

Pairings: Kylo Ren x ForceSensitive!Reader

Summary: Nobody wants to be the woman whose foot fits that slipper.

Word Count: 2.4K

Warnings: mentions of self harm

A/N: Let me know what you think about this part in the comments! Some lovely angst and forced proximity to follow next time👀

Part Eleven

You find the royal advisor tucked away near the back of the palace, where you presume is a room intended for battle strategy. There's a model of the kingdom in the center of the floor on a platform. Palpatine stands at the head of it, along with several other noblesse you don't recognize. Their heads snap up as you storm into the room.

"Get out."

No one moves.

Palpatine chuckles, somewhat awkwardly. "Your Highness, what an unexpected surprise. How can we —?"

"Get out," you repeat. Your hands are clenched into fists at your sides. When there's still no movement, your voice adopts a hardened edge. "I demand you to get out. Now."

The noblesse scurry around the table and stream past you, giving you a wide berth. You slam the door shut as the last one flees from your glare. Palpatine is staring steadily at you, still rooted in place behind the table. You recognize the hint of uncertainty in his eyes, of fear.

"What is this about?" He asks. "You didn't have to yell at them. We were in the middle of an important meeting."

You fill the space between you, stomping to the edge of the table and then laying your hands flat on the surface. The model of the kingdom flickers at the disturbance. "I know what you're doing to Kylo."

"And," he raises a brow, "what is that?"

"I saw him, in that weird room. I saw him —" your voice chokes slightly, your confidence wavering. "I saw him," you finish. "I know that it was your doing. You said yourself that you sent him away."

Palpatine studies you before answering. "I don't know what you're talking about. What the prince does on his own time is hardly my business."

"He was...he was...harming himself."

"People do many things for their own strange reasons, who am I to condemn them for it?" Palpatine asks, waving a hand. "Is that all that you came here for?"

Your molars grind together. "It is, and I won't leave until you admit your influence."

"Then you might be here for awhile, Your Highness."

Palpatine moves as if to leave, and you step in the line of his path. Your voice reaches a pitch of hysteria that you desperately wish you could've controlled: "Why are you doing this to him?"

"Why do you care?" Palpatine sneers, his entire demeanor changing.

"I—"

Why did you care?

Someone says your name, and like a puppet whose string has been pulled taunt, you whirl around to face the owner of the voice. Kylo. He stands in the doorway. There's no way you can decipher the emotionless look on his face, the way his dark gaze bounces from you to Palpatine and back. "Did I interrupt?" He asks.

"No, she was just leaving —"

"Close the door," you command Kylo, speaking over Palpatine.

Your husband obeys without question, which both surprises and pleases you. From your side, Palpatine grumbles. You shoot him a look, then take a few steps towards Kylo, hoping to appeal to him. "You can't let him hurt you."

The faintest twitch of a muscle beneath Kylo's eye. "I don't understand."

"I saw you, just now, where you were." You swallow. "I saw you hurt yourself and—and I know that he has something to do with it."

"Please tell her that she's being ridiculous," Palpatine says.

Kylo's gaze skates over the both of you again, perhaps in an effort to decide who to side with.

"I don't know what you mean," he finally replies.

Palpatine makes a celebratory sound similar to a snake hissing, or perhaps an engine. "See, I told you. Now if you would excuse me."

You hope Palpatine can feel your eyes burning into his back as you watch his retreating form. Angrily, you address Kylo, "What the fuck was that? You defended him?"

"You don't know what you're doing," he bites back. His entire body seems to shudder with barely suppressed emotion.

You jab your index finger into his chest. "He's behind this, I know it." You feel your anger slip away, slowly, giving into sadness the way the face of a cliff might break and slip into the sea. "You don't need to do that, Kylo. It doesn't matter what you've done."

"You wouldn't understand," he growls.

"You're right," you snap. "I don't."

In a burst of action, Kylo seizes your wrist then grabs you by the waist, turning and flattening you against the wall. He towers over you, the enormity of his size eclipsing everything in your vision but him.

He snarls, his dark eyes bearing down on you, intense, smoldering with anger. "He was right."

"Who?" You breathe.

"You are a distraction," he replies absently. He shakes his head, nearly imperceptible. Kylo looks as if he's torn between kissing you or killing you — you're not sure which one terrifies you more. "If I am to rule, I can't allow myself to fall victim to your...ploys. I married you because I needed to solidify our bond and strengthen my power. Nothing else."

While you weren't at all under the impression that he married you for true love, you feel this isn't the time to mention it.

"I'm not trying to...to deceive you," you say.

Kylo's throat bobs as he swallows. "No. But I am allowing myself to divert from what's important."

You can't stop yourself — you reach up and lay your hand on his cheek. He bristles like you might as well have struck him. "Hurting yourself isn't the answer, Kylo."

"It's a reminder," he says back, low and haunted. "A punishment for my behavior. It helps me focus."

You shake your head. "It's not right —"

"He knows what's best for me."

It goes without saying who he is.

"Does he? He knows what's best for you, but he lets you hurt yourself? How can you say that?"

"Pain is the best teacher," Kylo says.

"Do you really believe that?" You ask. Something in your chest feels as if it's shattering.

Kylo drops your wrist. His hand ghosts over your side where the stonebadger attacked you. "I do." He pauses, then explains, "You never would've been motivated to use the Force without this. Without the pain. It fuels us."

"Fuels you, maybe." You shove him away, if only to create space. "I can't believe you."

"Tell me I'm wrong."

It was disheartening, really, how absurdly confident Kylo was. You wanted to shout at him, or hug him, or maybe go back in time and stop Palpatine before he could dig his talons into the young Ben Solo.

"You're wrong," you spit. "And you knew I used the Force and you didn't say anything? I tried to reach out for you."

"Clearly I was occupied with other matters."

You growl in irritation. Half of you wants to tear out your hair while the other wants to grab Kylo by the shoulders and shake him. Forcing yourself to take a breath, you relax your shoulders. When you speak, it takes every modicum of patience in your body to be calm.

"Where even were you? I've never seen anything like it."

"I would hope not." Kylo stands a few feet away. It infuriates you how uneffected he is by things that cause you turmoil. "It was...in my mind, I suppose. A mental state."

You frown. Then would he have scars?

"Yes, it has lasting physical effects," he says. You forget that he can selectively hear your thoughts. "It's a place of reconciliation. Somewhere for me to go and be alone."

"But I was there," you whisper.

Kylo has the nerve to appear slightly aggrieved by this. "Yes. It seems that the bond grants you access."

"I was you," you say. You're not sure why you're telling him this. Maybe because he's the only one who would understand. "It's like I was seeing what you saw."

"I suppose it's not unexpected. You were calling for me. It must've somehow manifested you into being there with me."

You practically beg, "Please don't do it again."

"You can't demand that of me."

"I'm not," you nearly whimper, "I'm asking."

Kylo stays silent. He opens the door and stands besides it, signaling that he's done with your conversation, no doubt. Luckily, you've never been that great on picking up social cues.

"I'm being serious. Not again." You rack your brain for some reasoning, a negotiation. "If you do it again, I'll stop using the Force. I'll stop training."

"That'll only harm you."

Emboldened by your tactic, you push forward, gaining enthusiasm. "If I'm not adept in the Force, or even using it, then I'm no good to you in our bond. Useless, basically. You can't expect to have heightened power if I don't have any."

"I can make you," he replies.

"I think you underestimate my aptitude for stubbornness.”

He eyes you. "You are exceptionally stubborn."

"See?"

"Fine. I won't." Your spirit lift in triumph, then promptly plummet at his next words, "If that's your wish, then I don’t need you distracting me. I want you out of my sight."

The next few weeks pass in a blur of long days spent by yourself, exploring the palace and the surrounding grounds. You slept and read, and dabbled when you could in the Force, but mostly you stayed out of Kylo’s way.

It was exceedingly difficult considering that he had blocked himself from you, and you couldn’t exactly anticipate his whereabouts. Unless you heard the sound of his boots preceding him, you were forced to either scurry away like a frightened mouse (fitting, perhaps) or duck into doorways to avoid detection. Sometimes, you suspected he was doing it on purpose, and just because you couldn’t sense him didn’t mean that he couldn’t sense you.

And…you were bored. There had never before been a time in your life when you weren’t doing something. The servants wouldn’t allow you to help with anything — prepping meals, cleaning, even making your own bed, though you persisted. Eventually, you gave up.

Normally you wouldn’t be glad to have Captain Phasma track you down, but you almost wanted to cry in relief when she did.

She calls out for you while you’re on your way back from breakfast. She breezes through the hallway like a predator hunting it’s prey, and yet it doesn’t unnerve you. You’re mostly just excited to have someone to talk to.

“Captain?” You ask.

“We need to talk.”

“Okay.” The enthusiasm in your voice causes Phasma’s brows to furrow. You cough, “I mean, yeah, okay.”

Phasma stalks away. You follow her into one of the many unoccupied rooms in the palace. You’re not sure what their purpose is, besides maybe being a glorified storage closet. This room hosts vases full of rolled canvas and what appears to be abandoned Stormtrooper armor.

“I suppose you remember the conversation we had at your wedding ceremony,” she says.

You nod.

Without waiting for you to elaborate, she continues with the efficiency that only a Captain of the kingdom’s army could possess. “I’m afraid the situation is getting worse. We have reason to believe that a group of fourth district rebels have snuck into our territory.”

“Why?”

“In order to free you,” Phasma guesses. She lifts a shoulder. “I don’t know what they think they’re doing, coming up to the palace.”

You frown. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Well, they believe that you’re a prisoner here.”

Your weight shifts from foot to foot. You’re not a prisoner, exactly, but it’s not like you could just go wherever you wanted. “Weird.”

“Indeed.” Phasma shoots you a pointed look. “I wanted to send an ambush patrol but the prince has other ideas.”

“Kylo?”

“He thought it would be best to leave the group alone, they won’t make it far. And for you two to represent a united front. It’s not unheard of for royalty to tour the kingdom after marriage: show a good face to the people, and all that.” She waves her hand as if politics bore her. “He explicitly wanted me to tell you that you’re to leave in two days time. And that you need to be convincing, play the part. If not, I fear that your district will only continue to unravel.”

“And if they unravel, then that could lead to rebellions elsewhere,” you hazard.

Phasma’s eyes flicker. “Yes. We hope to prevent something like that.”

You accept, and Phasma whirls out of the room faster than you can ask anything else. For the first time in a while, you’re grateful to be alone.

First, Kylo married you in a bid to strengthen his own power, and now he wants to parade you around the districts like some sort of prize? He hadn’t even spoken to you in two weeks. How were you supposed to go on a tour of the whole kingdom with him?

You’re tempted to find him and confront him about this ridiculous plan, but then you remember the lash of the flog against his scarred back. You promised that you wouldn’t distract him if he stopped. You had no way of knowing if he was holding up his side of the bargain, but something in your heart told you that he was. Perhaps you thought too highly of him.

Its amusing that you think of me at all.

“Kylo,” you breathe.

I expect that Phasma has talked to you by now.

You’d be right. You pause. Where are you?

I’ve been busy getting ready for our tour, Little Mouse, he replies. His voice curls at the end, as if he’s pleased with this development.

You echo your previous thoughts. You haven’t even looked at me in two weeks and now you want to spend all of our time together?

Want is a strong word, he says, it’s more a necessity than anything, to quell the uprising in your district and anywhere else entertaining the idea.

Mentally you prepare to respond, but just like that — he’s gone again. You grumble to yourself.

On the way back to your room (you requested another, since it would be awfully hard not to distract your husband in his own bedroom) you mull over Kylo’s decision. More than likely he sought to calm his kingdom, roiling with unease.

But you could also use this.

It would be a perfect time to spend copious amounts of time with Kylo, to work your way into his mind. Or, at least, figure out how to do that. You hadn’t forgotten your promise to Leia to save her son.

Fine, you would follow along, but you would operate on your own agenda. Just like so many times before, you would act as if you were being tossed around like a leaf in the wind, but in reality, you were more like a bird of prey; hovering high above, surveying the terrain below, and waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

Part Twelve

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@juniperwoodwell

@eternal-mikrokosmos

@judypahtootee

[foxwitchaine]

For the fic ask game: 3, 6, and 10 ✒️

Oooooh, good ones. Let's see what I've got ^^

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Ohohoho, good one. Good one. I can't really say I have any favorites. But if I were to name one, it would have to be the old fics that paved the way for my partner Rafe and I to succeed. My old Ib fic Please Remember Me is one catalyst that started me on the path to writing online fanfiction and got me out of my shell. Later, Rafe and I tried to do a Noblesse x RWBY crossover... that ultimately ended up flopping. We started to hit our stride with our current ongoing fic The Wolves in the Woods, which is an OC-centric MLB salt fic. I'm hesitant to say it's fully salt since we're just applying the reality hammer to the world of Miraculous Ladybug.

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

All the goshdang time.

I mean, I read just about everything I can get my hands on if it catches my interest. OC x Canon and reader insert romances are among my favorites when they can nail the personality of the canon character. One such fic I utterly adore is LocalPlagueNurse's As Gold as the Ginkgo Trees, which does Zhongli's character justice in a reader insert. Another one I absolutely love is the ongoing (as of this writing) fic The Winding Path of Fate, a Neuvillette-centric reader insert that actually portrays Neuvillette as he is. And he's a challenging one to nail down, I won't lie.

10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

😅 ...

Somehow, this felt unavoidable.

But to answer that, there are two fics that got a different response than I was expecting.

Recently, my partner Rafe (he doesn't have a Tumblr) and I tried to dip our toes into Genshin fanfiction while our Miraculous fic is on hiatus due to real life. I'm gonna say it outright that it's entirely on us that it got the tumbleweed response. I suppose I was expecting an onslaught of "wow!" and such after chapter one, but that ended up not happening. In short, we attempted to do another longfic with an OC-centric cast in Fontaine titled Rains Come and Go, but My Love Holds Strong. We were so excited to publish this story that we forgot to do our usual quality checks and that's why it flopped harder than a fish on land.

We've since taken it down after discussing the lackluster reception.

Another fic was a solo project I did when I first got into Twisted Wonderland in mid 2021. It was yet another "OC in Night Raven" fic that ended up getting a lot of traction after Chapter 2.

The very same chapter where my OC Suravi beat the stuffing out of Grim with a broom. It also had the twist of "Yuu" being a pair of siblings who got isekai'd to the world of Twisted Wonderland. I'll stop there to avoid spoiling the whole thing.

I did have to stop that one after real life decided to be a witch. It's currently undergoing a rewrite now that I see all the flaws and plot holes in Round 1. I haven't forgotten about it, I've just had a lot to deal with in real life. But I'm very much looking forward to finishing it after the Diasomnia arc concludes.

Thanks a bunch for the ask. It was hecka fun ^^