#not sure how i feel about the clothes. im still getting a hang of drawing fabric

[effervescent-fool]

experimental drawing of my oc

[reverie-verse]

Can u do eris x reader with previous az x reader(but he is an ass he just used her for sex to get over mor). So basically eris and yn are mates and they have sex and he discovered she never had aftercare before and yn is so overwhelmed with the love and care she receives that she cried and eris was mad with az and next time he saw him he stabbed him and left.but pls give the aftercare the biggest part in this thanksss

Eris x Reader: My Enemy Didn’t Deserve You.

A/N: I’m trying something new as you can see, I’m creating boards now haha I had so much fun doing this sooooo, I think imma do it more often!😊 I definitely tweaked a few things, this is my second time writing Eris, and I see him as a talker more than full on fist fighter. And again Lestat is how I picture him, I can’t explain it I’m sorry but that’s how I see him😭.

My requests are open! So please do not be afraid to ask meeeee anything! I hope you enjoy it! Also this is kinda long and im sorry ��

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You weren’t sure how long you’d been laying on this cushion of a lounge chair, your arm hung over the armrest, some of your hair joining it. You were completely bare, Eris rested between your legs, his lips devouring your sex. You were reading earlier, your book thrown somewhere in the midst of all your clothes. Your moans grow louder by each lick and nip. Eris lets go of your bundle of nerves with a pop, he rests his cheek against your thigh, his long slender fingers already pumping at a delicious pace. Your eyes are screwed shut, your mouth hangs open. Your other hand lifts to grasp at his hair, Eris hums, reaching to grab the hand that held him down.

He tsks. “ Ah-Ah, Y/N you know better”

“ Fuck-Eris-“ You could feel the pressure building in your tummy, you clench around his fingers as he opens you. Prepping you.

“ I haven’t buried my cock in you yet-“

You sucked in a breath “Mother!-” You felt another orgasm edged out of you, your body shook, as the release caused you to become soaked and glistening. You could’ve sworn your saw stars.

“No mother here, only me” He says as he maneuvers himself to his knees, he pushes your legs wider, he lines himself with your entrance. He leaned down briefly, capturing your lips with his. His tongue slips into your mouth stroking against yours. Your hand moved from the armrest, moving between your bodies as you take some of your slick placing it onto him, you grip him pumping him at a decent pace. He groans into your mouth, you greedily take it, swallowing his gorgeous sounds. “ Y/N” he growls, as he pulls back to nip at your lips, his own trailing down to your neck.

“Eris” You whine but not before Eris moves to capture your lips again, it was then that you helped him glide through your folds, slowly, and towards your leaking hole. Eris releases your lips again, your eyes moved to look downward watching him slowly enter you.“ Fuck-“ You whispered, Eris rested his forehead against yours watching your movements not caring how impatient you’re being. You were so open, inviting, your hips wiggling to get closer. You needed him.

“ Needy girl taking what she wants” Once he was about half way in, he took control pushing further in till he bottoms out, the two of you moaning in unison. His hips roll, you hum in an encouraging response. When it came to the bond, it was indescribable, the two of you connected in every way, sometimes it was overwhelming and sometimes it still felt as if it wasn’t enough. You placed your fingers on his neck, some of them intertwining with his hair, you brought his lips back to yours. This allowed Eris to take advantage, he rolled his hips, again, his thrust increasing in pace, drawing out your beautiful noises. He took them with no remorse, relishing in the sound.

He was relentless, his tip hitting each of your sensitive spots, your cervice, your g- spot in every part of you, he could possibly reach. Your skin hot, sweaty, his skin, practically on fire, you swore you saw steam leave him. Eris chuckles out loud at your thought. You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. Eris used a free hand that was not gripping the armrest, to cup one of your breasts. He kneads it with fever, rolling it the sensitive budds occasionally. He pounded into you at a delicious pace, your mouth opened to release a moan, Eris was quick to catch it, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip every now and then. His groans at the feeling of how slick and wet your gummy walls were, the fluttering around his cock, squeezing him. It drove him mad, in fact it only encouraged him to thrust faster, chasing that high he so desperately wanted you to reach.

The squelching had only made you wetter by the second, you craved Eris who was thrusting with all of his might, his hips starting to sputter and become sloppy, Eris removed his lips from yours, his forehead resting against yours. Eris slid his hand from the breast that he cupped, down to your sweet plush of nerves. His fingers worked quickly, bringing you near another orgasm. The two of you watched your own bodies react to one another, molded into each other. Your breaths intermingle, the both of you fight for air but not exactly caring if you had any, the pleasure was intoxicating.

“ Fuck-“ He swears.

“ Eris!-Oh!-fuck! “You gasp out, your breathing gaining speed, your moans increasing, your head Lullying back again, your body begins to convulse. You released faster than you expected, your orgasm shooting out of you, squirting onto him, it was enough to make Eris release himself. The sight of you so gorgeous and beautiful, he needed to keep a mental image, as he thrusted himself back into, chasing after his own high. As he rocked himself to complete, he eased the soreness, you continued humming, running your hand down his chest. His own climax following suit, your touch was all he needed to push him over the edge. A loud moan leaves his lips, you smile sweetly at the sound.

Eris breathes, his chest and heart working to slow down its pace, he leans back on his knees, unsheathing himself from you, you let out a whimper. Eris looks down at the apex of your thighs, you have completely soaked the material of the lounge chair, your release mixed with his seed. He takes two of his slender fingers gathering the combined orgasms, shoving his fingers into your mouth. You sucked diligently on his slender digits, your hands holding his wrists, you hummed at the feeling and the taste. The two of you connected in almost every way possible.. In the midst of it, he conjures a wet towel, as he wipes your sex clean from the sticky mess. His finger slipped from your mouth, you shuddered at the feeling of the cold material. You hiss, weren’t used to this sensation, and it wasn’t something you experienced before.

“ Eris?” You questioned as you propped yourself up, your eyes watching his movements, his touch delicate, gentle, he took his time. You were confused, your heart already on overdrive, Eris didn’t help the situation by caressing you through the bond. A feeling of love and loyalty. He swore in his mind that you will always be his, no one else. Your eyebrows furrowed as he continued his ministrations and his loving confessions.

“ Hmm?” He replies, he tosses the towel to the side after he finishes, he gives your thighs a reassuring comforting squeeze.

“ Why did you do that?” You asked, his amber eyes meet your own, he watches you closely. He didn’t need the bond to know that you had never had this before, he could see it in the way your body tensed. You were so lax and comfortable until he cleaned you. He wasn’t sure if you liked that he had done so. Over the centuries he had learned from his past lovers that they enjoyed after care, the feeling, the connection, the moment, the time when nothing else existed outside of the room they occupied. Had you not had past lovers who took care of you in this way?

“I supposed I did it because I love you, and this is my way of showing you that I do, that I care for you-“Eris shot another wave of love through the bond, you were struck hard, your chest swelled, your heart pounded at the feeling. Overcome with love and appreciation, with the notion of willingness to be with you. You couldn’t detect a single negative thought or emotion. Didn’t feel disregarded and you didn’t feel like a used object either. Not in the way you had experienced in the past. “-Did you not like that I had? Would you prefer it if I didn’t?” He asks you with the most sincere voice.

“ I-“ Your heart couldn’t take it, tears welled in your eyes, you weren’t sure how to respond. How do you tell the love of your life, the light of your soul, the torment you went through. How do you tell him, that you did enjoy it, that you were taken by surprise is all..but that surprise unlocked a door that you had closed long ago. Old wounds reopened only for him to heal them. Eris pulled you into his arms, it was there, when you felt his comfort, his warmth, his strength and his peace. You felt safe, you felt protected. Your tears left you no sooner, a gentle stream down your cheeks, they rolled off your skin splattered against Eris’s shoulder. He held you tighter as you cried.

His own heart shattering, what had you gone through enough to make you feel this way? Who did this to you? Why did they do this to you? Eris felt that you had been deprived of a sweetest most intimate form of affection, of love and devotion. No one had the right to take that from you. It made Eris’s blood boil at the thought of it all, to be used simply as a means of release repulsed him. Sure everyone once in a blue moon, a male or a female may seek comfort from others, but by the looks of this, it was someone you knew who did this to you often. You must’ve sought out for comfort and were rejected each time.

Eris didn’t mean to growl out loud, but he did, you pulled yourself from the crook of his neck and shoulder to look at him. You placed a hand on his cheek, you could see the frustration, the anger on his face, you could feel him through the bond, it made your skin feel hot, inside and out. “ I-I love you too, I’m sorry that I’m crying, I just- no one has ever done this before..I-I Iike it..” you admitted it quietly.

“ You don’t deserve to be treated with such little care. You deserve more than that, you deserve to have all of the sweetest moments intimacy has to offer. Never apologize for that, no male should’ve taken advantage of you the way that they did-” He lefts a hand, his thumbs swipes at the salty tears that roll down your cheeks, he wipes the pain away, he places a soft but firm kiss on your forehead. You shut your eyes letting his reassurance wash of you, calming you down, easing your pains and worries. The way your body melted, sinking into him. Eris’s jaw tenses. “ Who did this to you?” He whispered against your skin.

“I’m not sure I should tell you..”, you move to pull yourself completely from his arms, you pull underwear on, you grab his tunic and throw it on. Eris was quick to follow you, throwing on his own underwear and trousers.

“ Why not?” His interest peaked, you had finally wiped the last of your tears away, you made your way back to your shared bedroom, you looked for your bathroom, needing to pee. Eris of course was hot on your heels.

“ I don’t know..I’m kinda nervous” You give a small shrug, you enter your bathroom, Eris stays by the door, he heaves a frustrated sigh. A soft smile stretches across your lips. Your heart is swelling again, at the feeling of your mate caring for you. Wishing to know who and what haunted you, to heal you and start over. Appreciate warming your chest.

“ You don’t need to be nervous, I’d rather you tell me now than to find out later, involuntarily.” He speaks out as he leans against the threshold. His eyes scanning your space, the room in which the two of you called your own. A sweet dream, a safe space, a comfort.

“ Alright you won me over with your charm-” the sound of flushing could be heard, followed by washing your hand in the sink. Eris looked at you through the mirror. Your eyes connected “ If I tell you, you must promise me that you will remain calm, and they are still my friends even though they hate me-“ You turned back to look at him.

“They don’t hate you- they are simply mad that the cauldron had paired you up with someone who they think is a monster-it doesn’t matter, I don’t care what they think but if that’s what you wish, then I will do my best”

“ Thank you..” You bowed your head in a nod” Umm-how do I-…Before I met you, before the bond-I was with Azriel. Really it was sort of a-a bedroom relationship..at the time I was in love with him, and he was in love with Mor, he was trying to get over her.. so we slept together..“

“-If he wanted someone for sex he should’ve gone out to a brothel or a club. I’m sure he could’ve picked anyone off the street-“ He growled at the thought of Azriel using you, of all the males in Prythian. It had his bones searing on the inside. His blood already boiled, his skin practically on fire. Rage as one might call it reflects in his eyes. His hands warmed in sensation, fire licking at his fingertips.

“ Eris, hey, It was a long time ago, it was his fault as much as it was mine too, I was madly in love with him, I would’ve done anything back then. It was naive and stupid, I know that now-“ You were by his side holding his face in your hands. Your eyes flickered between his, you reached a finger up to sooth the angry lines that formed on his beautiful face. His body still rigided but relaxes under your touch.

“ He had no right, even if you were in love with him, he had taken you for granted. He knew you loved him, he knew you cared for him. He knew that if he had you, you wouldn’t leave him. The depths he went to, you must’ve laid there afterwards waiting for him to console you, speak with you, laugh with, and nothing-“ Your lips crashed into Eris’s. He didn’t resist or stop you, instead he let go of the words that wished to run out. Your body pressed against him so tightly, he let you guide the kiss, which was unusual but he needed it. Eris turned his head allowing for the kiss to deepen, your tongue massages the roof of his mouth. You let out a soft moan as Eris’s hands curve around your hips, kneading your body as he reaches to cup your ass.

When your lungs could no longer resist air, the two of you pulled back with only an between you.“ I’m not sure I can keep my promise” He says breathlessly, his forehead pressed to yours.

“ Eris” You shake your head.

“ I won’t kill him, I suppose I’ll have to resort to other things” He tells you as he bumps his nose with yours, the urge to kiss you was strong. His thought’s intermingled with pleasure. All the dirty things he could do to you, in various positions, in various rooms, anywhere, you wanted. To think that Azriel was stupid enough to let you go to neglect a gorgeous female such as yourself, it drove him mad.

“You can’t poison him either or use your magic or anything. You’ve always been the one to use your words-“ Eris pulled you into the space of the bedroom, his hands couldn’t stay off of you, he wanted you right then and there, he wanted you to scream out his name like a prayer as one might do in a temple.

“I am a man of my word, I won’t kill him, but I wouldn’t mind breaking a bone or two, if he decides to cross my path or comes near you-“ His eyes grow darker with lust, the smell of his arousal prominent. You allow him to toss you onto the bed.

“ Eris, that’s a bit much, no?” Eris climbed above you, his hands resting on either side of your head.

“ No, not when it comes to you.”

“ Then let me give you a piece of advice.”

“ Y/N”

“Don’t let him win”

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Autumn solstice was today, guests had already arrived and mingled with one another. Music filled the room, guests danced with one another, smiles adorned their faces. The aroma of the food floated outwards catching the guests who were hungry, friends laughed together as they ate and drank. Everyone seemed to have been enjoying themselves, the atmosphere vibrant and enjoyable. Upon the arrival of the inner circle, this was what they least expected from Autumn. They were truly surprised, they had no intention of coming but with the alliance between the two courts, a visit was required..not to mention they missed you more they imagined. Your absence was truly felt.

Feyre missed you dearly, you were the one female here that helped her transition from Spring, to Night, to Spring back to Night, you helped her ease into her fae body. She was forever grateful. Nesta couldn’t describe the pain she felt when Rhys had sent you off. She hadn’t spoken to him for months, you were the one person that understood her the best. You were patient with her. Cassian missed the way you so easily understood his sense of humor, oftentimes you added to it, which made irritating the inner circle that much more sweeter. He wished he had spent more time with you, his best friend. Rhys on the other hand missed your presence, you were a resilient soul, your strength was something to admire. He often looked to you for the true console just everyone else had.

Azriel struggled with your absence the most, the withdrawal of not having you near took a toll on him in more ways than one. He missed you as a dear friend, just as the others, but there was a deeper rooted feeling. Not too long ago you were attached to his hip. You were there every beck and call he had, every wish and thought he expressed, you filled the void. You there when Mor couldn’t have been. You were there when Elain first emerged in his life, again you tended to every need. Azriel made no move to return the gestures of what you felt back to you, he had never felt romantically attracted to you. You were a means of sexual escape, away to let out all his frustration, his anger, his pain, into. All the females he had craved gave him nothing in return except you. Even with his rejections, you continuously had given him everything, all the love he ever needed, but it was never enough..

The inner circle's eyes scanned the area, they searched for you, their dearest friend, and when their eyes found you, they each held their breath in awe. You stood in the middle of the crowded room, you were radiant, glowing, your hair in an elegantly loose but not too tight style, creating a perfect balance. Your skin adorned simple jewelry, but as simple as they were, each piece crafted in amber. Your dress was unique, the color of Phtalo green, silky material cascaded down your body, the hem barely touched the floor, when you moved, it was like watching a gentle stream of water. You flowed with such calmness it was enchanting, the little gems that were delicately sown on, shimmered as if the sun's light kissed it. You looked as though you lived and breathed autumn, the heart of the court…

“She’s exquisite isn't she?”Eris tenses at the sound of the familiar voice. The male he despised with everything he had in him.

“She is“ Eris replies his heart squeezing with love, his eyes following you as you stop in your tracks, Nesta, Feyre, Rhys, Cassian approaches you. You practically beamed with excitement as they all crashed into you. You had been speaking with Lucien, who also shared the same excitement. It was a sweet moment to witness something he’ll enjoy hearing you gush about later.

Azriel stood next to Eris watching his family closely. As Azriel sees you he can’t help but think- maybe in another lifetime, one where he might’ve returned what you felt. Choosing to have a life of happiness with you rather than to wait for someone else to return his love. That you might be as happy as you are now. But in the end he just couldn’t feel the same way about you- this thought he carried was one that was just-a dream-a wish-but not true to his emotions and his reality. “How is she adjusting?” He asks, no matter what happened, no matter how little he felt about you, he still cared enough to ask as a friend.

“She’s adjusting well.” Eris wasn’t as forthcoming with your information, Azriel figured as much. Eris refused to give him any sort of insight on how your life might be. It was truly none of his business.

“ Do you mind if I speak with her?” Azriel takes a brief look at Eris, who just so happened to already have set eyes on him.

“Feeling regretful are we?” He turns his gaze back to you, you must’ve told a humorous story, the laughter that erupted out of everyone was loud. You were filled with such joy, it practically buzzed through the bond, Eris lips tilted upward slightly. None of them showed you distan or hatred. But Azriel the shadow themselves fringed upon your beautiful soul. Eris sighed.

“ Regretful no, but curious yes. She left the night court to be with you, I can’t imagine it being a pleasant experience” He says simply as if you meant nothing, and only jab at Eris was his goal.

“ You speak of experiences but if I remember correctly her experience with you was just that, unpleasant” Eris retorted, forcing Azriel to remember who the true villain was.

“ You know nothing of what happened between us” Azriel glares at the crowd, he shouldn’t be as frustrated as he is, he was the one who started the argument.

“I don’t?” Eris questions sarcastically, fine let the games begin.

“Yes” He says through his teeth.

” Look at you, upset because I spoke the truth. I thought your court was known for the truth.” Eris tsks as he shakes his head, as if scolding a child.

“I am not Mor, there is a difference between her and I” he replied his jaw tense and tight.

”Is there? Then again wasn’t she sleeping with others to avoid you.” Eris shrugs knowing that this would strike a cord in Azriel. A tit for a tat, he came after you, the least he could was target him the same way.

“ Shut your mouth!” He snaps, the two now facing one another.

“Did I hit a soft spot?” Eris challenges.

” Don’t you ever speak of Mor in that manner-“Azriel growls.

” Yet that’s exactly what you had done to Y/N? No? Did you forget already? Did you take one too many hits to that bat brain of yours-“Azriel shoves Eris forcing him back causing him to bare his teeth “- You made her feel as though she were only good to keep your bed warm, you left her unsatisfied, craving more than just sex, a companionship! -”

“ -She asked to be with me! She asked to be a means of release! She hated seeing me pawn over someone else! So I let her be as in love with me as she was.-” Azriel continues on shoving back Eris, who was waiting for a moment of violence to come.

” -You let her believe you were going to give her more!-“The conversation becomes more heated by the second.

” -I had too!” Azriel argues as if his words really mattered as if manipulation was the only option left for him to pick. The crowd in the room starts to murmur, the music abrupting to a halt, all eyes were on the pair. You and Rhys made eye contact for a brief moment before the two of you moved into action. The Lady of the court, Eris’s mother, encourages everyone to keep dancing, to let the music keep playing. A distraction.

“ No you didn’t, you could’ve told her how you felt instead of leading her down a path that you weren’t going to follow. If I were you Shadowsinger I’d save the manipulation tactics for the battlefield not for the bedroom, at least there we know you can get the job done” He bites back bis fists clenched ready to strike. Azriel clenched his jaw and his hand curled in a tight hold, waiting to see who’d throw the first punch. You were faster, you placed yourself between Eris and Azriel. You placed a hand on Eris’s chest and one outward to Azriel. Rhys and Cassian were right behind you moving to Azriel’s sides. They too also held their hands up trying to stop Azriel from making a mistake.

“ Az” Cassian warns.

“Go back home to Velaris, take the others with you. I have to fix the mess you made.” Rhys orders. He nods his head at Cassian who with the help of Nesta drag him out of the room.

“ I’m so sorry” Feyre apologizes.

You offer her a reassuring sad smile. “ It’s okay, I thank you all for coming. I appreciate it” She nods at you returning your expression, her eyes shooting to Rhys who gave her a sweet smile, telling her in his own way to go back with their family. Your heart shatters a little at the sight of your friends leaving. You wished you had spent more time with them. And you wished that there wasn’t so much hatred between the two groups, even with the alliance.

“ This will not happen again, I can assure both of you. I do hope that you can forgive my spymaster” Rhys says as Lucien pulls Eris away from you, giving him the opportunity to cool down.

“ I hope it doesn’t happen again..as for my mate he can be protective and I’m sure you understand what that’s like” you replied.

“ I do and for that I apologize. I’d hate it if this was to be the reason we lose our greatest ally.” Rhys, ever the politician.

“ I’m glad we can agree on the same point. We need each other more now than ever. This cannot be our downfall”

“ Of course.” Rhys bows slightly, offering you that comforting smile you missed so much. You turned to look over at your mate and his brother. Eris smacked Lucien’s hands away who only glared at him. You sighed deeply, one of ease and relief. You looked at your mate crossing your arms.

“Don't-.” Eris says as fixed his cufflinks after he had shoved Lucien away from him, who now found himself at the food table.

“-I was only going to say thank you.” You gave him a reassuring smile, Eris lifted his eyes to yours. He honestly expected you to rip him a new one. He was surprised, caught off guard, and he felt better. You uncrossed your arms wrapping them around his neck. Eris immediately wound his arms around your hips, pulling you as close as possible.

“He had no right to speak about you the way that he had. He came here searching for a fight, I cannot allow such disrespect in my home and to my mate. You don’t need to thank me. I’d do anything to protect you.” His eyes flickering between yours.

“He walked out of here unscathed, untouched. He had to be dragged back home. But you-you spoke with such strength and courage. You dared him to cross paths with you. You didn’t need to fight him, your words were sharper. You didn’t let him win” Eris’s heart warmed at your words. His chest swelling with love, with respect and with passion. He couldn’t have imagined anyone else by his side other than you. He tilts his head down slightly, capturing your lips with his, he kisses you with such intensity as if to thank you for thanking him. For loving him, for accepting him and for understanding him.

The two of you pull away briefly, your foreheads touching, he whispers to you“ Quite the high lady you’re becoming” the two of you giggle.

“ You’re becoming quite the hero” You replied, Eris shook his head, both of your shoulders shaking slightly as the two of you continued your giggling. Eris loved you more than you could’ve ever imagined. He was quick to defend you, he'd come to your aid you if you needed it. He was there every step of the way. He cared for you deeply, he wasn’t ever okay with anyone hurting you. He hated what Azriel did to you. You looked up at him with so much adoration and love, he cherished it, held it close to his heart. Eris presses a kiss to your forehead. Your eyes fluttered closed, Eris’s mother could be seen making her way over to you both. Now that was someone he knew would never hear the end of it.

[stevenssticks]

P PLEASE HEAR ME OUT!!!!!

2000s dave on tour away from u n u have phone sex ... LISTEN NOW... and ofc he has a daddy n size kink right and he's js talking to u like

"oh, daddy loves you so much, baby.."

"keep touching yourself for me, doll"

"you're close? fuck, let's come together, baby girl"

I CANT PLEASE WRITE THIS IM BEGGING ON MY FUCKING KNEES PLLLLEEEAAAASEEE P I CANT GET DILF DAVE OUT OF MY HEAD... 🧎‍♀️

mnfghmmnn……

this big man…. i’m gonna die… mmghsbrndmmmph anyways.

dave n you had to coordinate a lot to make sure you’re both in a reasonable time zone to call AND you’re both not busy. he’s been waiting to get on the phone with you for a couple days and he’s been missing you so much!!! he dials your number on the phone next to his hotel bed, and you pick up after the first ring.

“hi baby, how’s my sweetheart doing?” n you are laying in bed on the other line just giggling bc you finally got to talk to dave!! smiling down at the phone.

“m’ good. just missing you so much… wish you were here.”

“i know, baby. i’ll be home soon. just a month left now, huh?” dave smiles, thinking about being able to see you again for the first time in months.

“i know i know, but i miss sleeping next to you…” you pause, “…and doing other things too.”

from there the two of you spiral, talking abt all the things you would do to each other when he finally gets back.

“haven’t been able to get off in so long, dave.. need you home.” you whine, hand inching closer to the hem of your shorts as you hear dave huff into the phone. he’s already got a hand down his own pants on the other line, slowly stroking.

“i know, baby. i know… you touching yourself for me now? thinkin’ of me? how bout you take off your clothes and i’ll guide you, huh?”

you kick off your shorts as soon as dave says so, whining as you reach down to lightly rub your clit. “you got your pants off, hun?”

“mhmmm,” you moan into the phone. fingers moving faster as you hear dave let out his own groans. you can faintly hear the slick sounds of him working his cock, and your mouth waters at the thought of his big hand playing with himself. mouth open and panting for you. you squirm, middle and ring fingers moving down to circle your hole.

“can i put my fingers in, daddy?” you plea, whining as you dip them in without his permission before pulling them back out, teasing yourself while you wait for dave’s approval.

“go ahead honey, make yourself feel good.” you mewl as you fuck yourself on your fingers, hips shoving down on them as you push them in and out, thumb working your clit at the same time.

dave on the other line has a hand around himself, fucking his fist fast and hard, hips jerking off the bed every time he hears the wet noises coming from your pussy and your high pitched moans, little “ah ah ah” sounds that make him go absolutely feral. this tour couldn’t end soon enough.

“fuck, baby, i’m so close. you gonna cum for daddy? make a mess on your fingers? yeah.. know you can do it. cmon.. cum with me.”

your knees draw up to your chest as you wail one last time, back arching as you shove your fingers in as deep as you can, still wishing they were dave’s fingers inside you and not your own. you come back to yourself just in time to hear dave cumming, grunting “fuck, fuck, oh shiiit.” into the phone, hand slowing down and heaving as he comes down from his own high.

“god.” you gasp.

“my name is dave, remember, baby?” you laugh at his corny joke, one he’s used a million times. “i’ll be home soon enough, just hold out for me okay?”

you nod as if he can see you. “yeah, i know. i will.”

“now go wash yourself up, okay? take care and i’ll be back before you know it. call you tomorrow.” the line hangs up.

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SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. figuring out how to write this was a trip. anyway. hope you enjoy!

[aihaitahm]

having a crush on streamer ! roommate ! blade

cw: suggestive, not proof read sorry.

probably streams something like valorant or league (sorry.) or he streams himself drawing ! he enjoys streaming but he also just does it for extra money… he knows he’s attractive. doesn’t talk/commentate that much but he has some dry humor that makes people intrigue especially for how he is. when he gets annoyed at whatever he’s playing, he would cuss a lot but not like… throwing his keyboard across the room.

would stream with silverwolf and gets a bit annoyed whenever she beats his ass whenever they play together. sometimes they meet up and also play horror games together. blade has a straight face but is actually terrified that he screams “fuck!?!!?” while silverwolf stares at him with a straightface like it wasnt even that scary -_-

anyways, moving in and discovering he was your roommate was interesting. he wasnt really shy… just awkward, and may come off a bit condescending and mean but if only you could see his red ears whenever he interacts with you. at first you were wary of him whether or not he would do his own share of chores so you nag at him multiple times. spoiler alert: he does do his part<3 this is where you both start interacting more by playfully being sarcastic at each other.

“tsk you know i do chores when youre not around… you gotta trust me more will ya?”

“okay sorry…”

it was a rough start getting to know him as a roommate since he is always in his room when youre around or when he goes out a lot whether to the gym (which you find yourself staring at his figure or analyzing it behind his baggy shirt) or to hang out with his friends, he comes home late. but a sweet gesture he does is when you wake up in the morning, you see a bunch of food or take out on the counter as a thank you for cooking and leaving some for him.

he finallt brought his friends around (silverwolf and kafka!) and they introduce themselves to you while they nudge blade teasingly. like how could he hide his precious roommate from them. thats when they started asking you questions while blade’s ears are perked.

“so dear are you single? what do you like and dislike? to think bladie wouldnt even talk to his dear roommate… dont make them feel lonely blade ‘kay?”

“yea… i am whyd you ask? and i like ___ and dislike ___. and oh im fine!”

“whats your type! do you like games? can we play ? we can play with blade too if you want!”

“stop with the questions you two. and excuse me i talk to them… kinda.”

“sure you do.”

after that interaction, blade is a bit more talkative to you now but still a bit closed off. thats when you questioned him about the noise he makes and asks if he streams. he embarrassingly said yes while he continues to answer your questions begrudgingly.

you tend to text to your friends about him and march 7th starts teasing you to no end. dan heng kinda warns you about him but would support you to no end… just dont get in blade’s bad side. stelle or caelus would purposely create scenarios where you have to talk to blade since they have a lot of classes with him.

one time you were going home after seeing your friends until you came home to see he was making a meal for himself, shirtless. in which he blushes deep red but shrugs it off as he smirks. you were surprised and actually squeaked, telling him to put a shirt on.

“put some clothes on damn it.”

“well stop looking its really that simple.”

since your friends, you, blade and his friends came to the conclusion you both like each other, do you actually confess? no but obviously you both are stubborn and would rather deal with the sexual loving tension. roommates who decided to do grocery shopping together one day. to go out and maybe look for a pet. roommates who sometimes rant to each other about deep personal stuff. working out together. following each other on social medias. wt this point march 7th and kafka is practically screaming at u and blade’s face to confess.

that was until you were knocking at his door and he wasnt there since you already brought him his food. you came in his room for the first time to see his stream was on and people were wondering who are you. looking around his space, you found some of the little gifts you gave him and saw his phone glow up to a silly cute picture of you that you sent. making you feel flustered bc goddamn it you just needed to hand him his food.

‘alhaithamscatboy: ohmygod are u blade’s partner?!?!!? the one silverwolf was teasing blade about!

eimikofanpage69: theyre so fine!!!! oh my god !!!! wdym yall are just roommates?

KAZUSCARAFAN: UR LYING WHEN U SAY UR JUST ROOMMATES. ‘

“(name) whyre you here? oh you brought me food. thank you. uh sorry about my chat.”

“ah yes actually theyre my lovely partner.“ blade said as he pecks you on the cheek and the chat goes crazy. literally making it viral.

after the stream, you confronted him and freaked out. asking him if he just did it for the views or if he actually liked you that way. which makes him infuriated because how could he ever do that to someone he loves and respects.

“i like you okay? i… love you a lot more than i can ever express and i would never do shit like that for views. i had my eyes on you ever since you moved in. i just didnt know if you do. im sorry if i made you uncomfortable.”

“you didnt. and i-i love you too… now you should like, kiss me better bladie.”

“call me yingxing or ren instead.” he whispered as he kissed you on the lips passionately.

[sturnslvtt]

Ememies to lovers-

Matthew Sturniolo

part 2:

Summary: you move to a new school and you meet a boy named Matt who finds you intolerable. However, you become best friends with his two other triplets which just draws you and Matt closer.

Pairing: matt sturniolo x reader

Warnings: enemies to lovers, use of y/n, profanity, subtle flirting, drinking, (MY FIRST FIC EVER, IM SRY IF IT SUCKS)

(read part 1 first so the story line makes sense)

After the awkward drive there, you arrive at the party and the tension automatically brakes. As soon as Matt and Chris step out of the car, they are dragged away by some of their friends into the party. Nick guides you to go get a drink with him so you don’t feel left out.

-lil time skip-

“Holy shit how much did you drink y/n?” Matt says frantically while grabbing the red solo cup out of your hands and placing it on the table beside you. You were sitting on the couch drunk and you looked like you were going to pass out. “Hellooo handsome” you say while giggling and batting your eyelashes as your hands guide their way down Matt’s chest. He brushes your hands off of his body while you pout in disappointment. “I thought you were with Nick, Where the fuck did he go?” Matt asks you concerned. “He’s probably hooking up with that one guy he’s been hanging out with all night.” You reply still out of your own head. “So Nick just left you here drunk as fuck to go hang out with some guy?” Matt responds sounding worried. “Awww are you worried about me??” You say in a cocky tone. “And I’m not even that drunk.” You add. Matt raises his eyebrows and widens his eyes while looking you up and down. “yea sureee” he replies, not sounding convinced.

“c’mere.” You say while giggling and looking in his blue eyes, dragging his body down next to yours on the couch. You lean into his chest and place your hands around his jaw as your lips start to pucker. He hesitantly brushes you away from him and stands up awkwardly, laying you back on the couch. “You’re really drunk y/n, you don’t know what you’re doing.” Matt replies while looking mesmerized into your eyes.

At that moment, Nick walks down the stairs while holding hands with the same guy he was found talking to all night. “We’re leaving nick, come on.” Matt eagerly exclaims to nick, hinting to you lying drunk on the couch. “But the party is just getting starteddd!” Nick shouts whilst throwing his hands up above his head, obviously not sober either. Matt grabs nicks arm and places it over one of his shoulders as he offers his other shoulder to you for stability. You get a hold of his shoulders and he walks you both to the van sitting you in the back seats.

Matt calls Chris and hurries him to leave the party because we’re leaving. A few moments later Chris enters the car in silence, sitting in the passenger seat; he turns behind himself to find you and nick both sound asleep. “What the fuck happened?” Chris asks worried and confused. “They just got a little drunk, they’ll be fine in the morning.” Matt assures him.

After arriving at home, Matt carefully carries you inside while Chris carries Nick. Matt walks you up the stairs and lays you down on his bed to sleep for the night. He looks in your eyes for a moment, contemplating the things you said to him tonight. Trying not to wake you up, he carefully removes your shoes and makeup so you can sleep comfortably. He pulls the covers over your sleeping, warm body and sets up a single pillow and blanket on the floor besides the bed for himself.

-the next morning-

Matt wakes up early and tired since he didn’t sleep well on the hardwood floor. He carefully steps out of bed trying to be quiet so he doesn’t wake you, but cant help but notice how beautiful you look laying in his bed so vulnerable. He is so hypervigilant about making sure you get good sleep so he quietly opens his dresser to grab a fresh pair of clothes to wear after his shower. Whilst Matt is opening the bathroom door, you groan as you rub your eyes and sit up, barely awake. “Matt?? What the fuck happened?!” you shout confused. Matt backs away from the door shyly, and explains the night to you. “Oh shit please don’t tell me i said some dumb shit while i was drunk?” You ask, pleading for a positive response; already feeling embarrassed enough. “Uh well you called me handsome and then tried to kiss me…” Matt awkwardly responds, continuously scratching the back of his neck. You slam your head into your lap aggressively while dragging the covers.

“Oh my God I am so so so sorry” You respond while laughing to try to break the awkwardness. “No it’s fine, you were drunk, and you’re probably so hungover right now, you should go back to bed.” Matt says to you. He seemed nicer to you than when you first meet each other. “I’m going to go take a shower” He adds, smirking at you as he closes the door behind him.

authors note: I’m sorry, this part is pretty boring but i had to have some sorta backstory if we want to get to the real smut 😋🤞. this is my first fanfic I’ve ever written so i apologize if its no too great yet. tips and advice are greatly appreciated! but anyways, i hope you guys enjoyed! thank you for reading !! (reblogs, comments, and likes dont hurt as well 😉)

[kame-writes]

Concerning the media overlords au:

First of all: I love it! Thank you for sharing the idea with us <33

Second: Does Alastor live in the tower with the other Vees? And does Alastor still move into the hotel? If yes, on a scale of one to absolutely how sad/pissed/jealous is Vox after receiving this info?

3. I'd like to imagine Velvette's fingers are constantly itching to get ahold of that handsome deer man, who doesn't know how to dress himself properly or trendy, and give his wardrobe an upgrade. Could you imagine this happening? (Maybe with lots of alcohol involved. So that he would at least temporarily let her experiment with his clothes. Bonus points if she is able to take picture too. Vox would obviously make himself some copies for.. private reasons...) Do you see my vision?? Can you see it??

4. Can Vox convince Alastor to do more audio features within their network? Like podcasts or interviews and the like? Or are they just screams as well? (I recently discovered a podcast about cooking, where each week they talk about one ingredient and explain a recipe with it. I think this would fit Alastor's preferences very well.. tho the ingredients might not be as commonly used now that I think about it... anyhow... now I can't stop thinking about Hannibal and Alastor hosting a food podcast.. oops.. sorry, but not really)

5. You mentioned that Husk still works in his casino, if he isn't needed. Do you have any headcanons for Niffty's whereabouts?

Anyway that's all for now! Have a lovely day/night! <33

p.s. Sorry if this ask is intrusive. For some questions it's pretty clear that I've already imagined something for myself that may or may not fit with your vision of this au. If you feel like I overstepped, feel free to ignore this or send me an alastor_fuck_u. gif :D

Im am very happy to have questions asked! You have no idea how many ideas i have and dont know what to do with xD

I'd love to see other peoples headcanons and ideas for this universe, if anyone does anything for it then please tag me so i can see ^^

This is gonna get long so I've put it under a read more

2: No one is really sure if he lives there or just works there. He HAS his own suite in the tower, but he's not always there when they go look for him, and not being able to find him is very a common occurrence, made more frustrating because he refuses to carry or awnser the mobile phone they forced on him. He hangs around in the common areas like the kitchen and living room sometimes. And if they do manage to rope him into something like a movie night its a huge hassle, because he will insist on a black and white or silent film if he HAS to engage with the tv, and Vel and Val hate those.

The whole top of the Tower is dominated by his large Radio tower though, its slightly seperated from the rest of the building, suspended above it with a staircase/ladder to enter the hatch. Valentino is usually not brave enough to check there for Alastor.

Its the same with the hotel. He does move into his own room there, but goes back and forth a lot, and doesnt have a schedule. Vox tires to pretend hes fine with it at first but often ends up the hotel to be a pain in the ass to Charlie, and getting kicked out by the staff of Alastor. Hes convinced himself that Alastor will lose interest sooner rather than later, and the others just tune out his whining at this point. No one buys it when he claims he didnt even notice Alastor was gone as soon as the Radio Demon gets back to the tower.

3: I may be planning to draw this haha He does let her dress him up ocassionally, he has a few differant suits he's approved of and kept, but does wear his original the most the time. Velvette has a line of 'Vintage chic' clothing that partly started as a way to get Alastor to agree to changing his 'ratty ass old man style' by appealing to clothes that were updated takes on his era. He still very rarely leaves the tower in anything but his own usual attire.

He does on rare occasions allow photos to be taken of him by the vees (and once, later on by charlie, under strict instructions that she keeps it to herself) but no video. And none under any circumstances are allowed on social media. He has blown up a few phones that have attempted, both the Vees and employees.

4: Alastor has agreed to be on a podcast a few times, but its rare, and only if its somehting hes really interested in talking about. It's one of the few modern things he approves of since its just a version of a radio talk show. Same with interviews, he keeps them even more extremly rare, and the mystery of the radio Demon keeps sinners in fear more than him being in the public. Vox always wants him to do more since the ratings sky rocket when Alastor features.

When Alastor has done an interview it is with his back to the camera, and sitting in a large wingbacked stupidly over the top ornate chair, that hides him from being seen, except maybe the top tuffs of his ears and antlers. And he doesnt reveal much about himself when he does. The chair is partly to hide him, and partly to stop the equitment form glitching too much. He likes to pulls faces and makes gestures deliberatly made to make Vox falter and look stupid on camera, since hes the only one who can see him in that chair.

He has teased on his own radio show that one 'lucky' sinner may get the chance to be on both a guest star on his radio broadcast AND a livestream if the mood takes. Valentino had to inform him that what he's referring to is called a snuff film

5: Niffty gets moved to the hotel pretty much full time once Alastor gets involved, Husk is a part time employee, but ends up spending less time at his casino as time goes on.

Valentino is happy Niffty is gone because she creeps him out, she ocassionally hung around his studio during work hours, especially if theyre doing a scene with 'bad boys'. Vox isn't bothered. Velvette is not happy, especially that Niffty is reduced to a maid/janitor for the hotel, and makes that very known to Alastor. Velvette loves Niffty, they are chaos sisters and work on very sketchy sounding potions together, and gang up against the boys.

Niffty is also a great seamstress herself and brings her designs to Velvette like an excited child showing off their latest art project. Almost none of these get used, but Vel has fun forcing models to parade around the studio and work in something Nifftys made, they often include bugs and bodyparts, Velvette finds this halarious.

[kakujis]

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓… ☽

geto vers | baji vers

synopsis: when your husband and best friend are targeted by a hitman, the aftermath leaves you in shock. but suguru has always instilled one line into you: forever has no meaning unless you're in it.

warnings: gn!reader, vampire!suguru, vampire!choso, vampire!satoru, hitman!toji, character death ( + resurrection), depictions of blood and violence, almost blind devotion, a bit angsty but also fluffy.. but also not really? idk what to tag this as LOL, canon divergent (gojo n geto are attacked much later in life), you have no clue they’re sorcerers 👍, swearing, sfw, if choso is ooc im so sorry idk barely anything about/cldnt get a read on his character from one episode djknj

ft + wc: vampire!suguru x reader, 3.2k

tags: @enchantedforest-network, @em1e (u guys should totally read em's necromancy fic btw)

a/n: hi! idk wtf this is, this is just how i deal with chara death i think? this idea came to me when i realized i was writing two fics about dealing with grief (baji fans are u here ?) and wrote nearly 2k for both in one sitting haha. anyways, i feel like atp i'm edda from ffxiv coded except suguru is 1000x better than avere. if you'd like to listen to her theme, it's here. thank u to wallaby for proofreading!

there is something about the morning light, filtered through the white blinds that you’ve forgotten so many times to replace, that feels just like a hug. it’s this light that kisses your eyelids and pulls you out of bed faster than your mother on a school morning. 

you’ll yawn, then stretch, pulling your arms up and over your head arching your back as you do. then you’ll get up, set up a pot of coffee before heading off to brush your teeth and wash your face. and you’ll pretend that you don’t see the eyes, red and shimmering, from the shadows in your closet.  

“go to bed suguru,” you sigh, before lightly pressing onto your puncture marks, hissing when they’re still tender. “it’s morning.” 

“i could fix that… if you’d let me.” he responds, the hinges of your door creaking ever so slightly before you gasp and rush to close them before the light bleeds in. 

“don’t!” you snap, hand trembling, “don’t… you dare.” 

you crouch down, before slotting your pinky into the smallest slit you can with the door still providing adequate coverage. before long, his cold finger entangles with yours and you smile. 

“by the way babe, when are we moving?” he jokes and when your eyes finally adjust to the dark, you can see him stretch his limbs, hands entangling with your hanging clothing. “it’s pretty cramped in here not gonna lie.” 

“well… i put in that application a few weeks ago and they did get back to me… so soon. we just need to go through the final steps.” you reply, fighting the urge to crawl into that small space with him and sleep the day off. 

when it comes to suguru, you’d do anything and everything, from the hairs on your head to the tips of your toes, you pledged yourself to him fully. 

“gonna go to work?” he asks and you nod, albeit with a pout. he snickers when he sees your expression, “aw, don’t cry. i’ll be right here.” 

you bite your lip, trying your best not to draw blood because you know. you know that suguru will always be right there, whenever you need him. 

you made sure of it. 

-

his name was choso. you remember the night you met him after a round of drinks at the bar. he was nice, if not a bit quiet, and loved to talk about his siblings. suguru and satoru talked aimlessly with shoko while you made new friends. it was a fun little past time. 

you don’t remember how you left the bar or how he even convinced you to follow him out. your mind muggy as you followed him, like a moth to a flame, down a back alley before you finally snapped to your senses and shoved him off before he could make a move. it wasn’t until you saw the razor sharp pearly whites of his teeth that you stopped. 

you asked him what he was, but he simply shrugged, asking, “have you ever dreamt about being saved from someone or something?” 

you nodded, of course you did. everyone has. 

“then that’s me. something you can dream about.”

it was a cryptic message, but a message you got nonetheless. choso was not of the day, flourishing under the midnight sky. but for some reason, he wasn’t necessarily scary. in the small amount of time you had spent, he seemed to listen to you and your woes. gotten to know a little bit of your family history, and perhaps decided you would do better with his. 

you remember hearing suguru’s panic laced voice calling out for you and you spun around to call back out. turning back, choso was gone. with a hand placed on your shoulder you were pulled into a tight embrace. 

“where were you?” suguru asks, nearly crushing you in the heat of his body, “almost lost my mind trying to find you.” he glances behind you, eyes scanning the alleyway in search of something or someone. 

“honestly… i don’t even know how i got out here,” you mumbled into his shoulder, hands trailing the familiar sensation of his clothing. “can we go home?” 

“yeah, i’ll just let gojo-“ 

“no!” you exclaimed, the uneasiness in your stomach now palpable, as you balled your fists into the fabric of his shirt, “let’s go now, please.” 

he blinks, before nodding, “okay, yeah, okay. let’s go home.” he presses a kiss to your forehead, almost like a seal of protection, before he’s throwing his arm around you and walking you home. 

you don’t ever recall meeting toji fushiguro. it was just another night out underneath flickering street lights, outside the same bar where you met choso, the street familiar yet empty. your husband smoked into the evening air, the scent wafting over and tickling your nose. 

“no offense, satoru, but i didn’t listen to a single thing you just said.” he stated, lips curled up into a smirk with the cigarette dangling between his fingers. 

“good,” satoru snorts, before glancing at you, “i wasn’t asking for their opinion anyway.” 

you feign ignorance, perking up and asking, “hm? what were we talking about?” 

“man the two of you are so fucking annoying.” he whines, head hung back as you both laugh. 

“care for a third opinion?” a voice asks and you gasp, jumping back. 

the man was tall, handsome, with dark hair and a scar on his lip, wearing a simple outfit of a tee and sweatpants. he seemed otherworldly as well, just like choso. maybe, it was the aura he exuded, more like the lack of, but it set your hairs up on end. 

suguru was quick to pull you behind him as your fingers instantly grabbed onto his shirt. 

“don’t really care for a stranger’s opinion,” satoru drawls, glancing over the tips of his sunglasses. but you can read his body easily, a culmination of friendship over the years. it was screaming: danger. 

“c’mon, don’t be like that. why don’t we introduce ourselves then? i’m toji.” he said, sticking his hand out for a handshake. but neither satoru nor suguru moved to grab it, instead they tensed, waiting. 

“suguru.” satoru whispered, a command with only one word. he understood exactly what it meant. you don’t remember suguru being able to run so fast, the force from his pull almost knocking the air out of you. nor do you remember satoru being able to fight so efficiently. 

you do remember suguru hiding you away and making you wait, even when you tried to hold onto him, he assured you it’d be fine and made you wait. but seconds ticked into minutes, long, monotonous minutes that made the pit of uneasiness in your stomach bloom into a festering bouquet of chrysanthemums. 

“suguru?” you called, stepping out into the dreary moonlight. no response. 

“satoru?” you tried again, quietly walking back towards the area they were in originally. it’s strange how quickly the night changes, how suddenly the flickering street lights aren’t an annoyance but one of your only sources of comfort, as if the dark can swallow you. 

“suguru,” you call out again, voice teetering on a breakdown and eyes scanning the desolate street.  “please res-“ 

you stop suddenly, the sickening squelch of something warm pooling beneath your feet halts you. you feel sick as you start to take in shallow breaths, eyes following the stream of ichor until it reaches its source.

suguru. 

you remember dragging his lifeless body down that familiar back alley. knowing that anyone would be able to see that trail of blood and find you. the darkness of that alley covered you, looming over you like a guardian, while the scent of trash almost, almost, covered the sharp tinge of iron that permeated the air.  

you propped suguru up against the wall as best you could, your body still thrumming with adrenaline. “just gimme a sec, okay?” you mumbled through tears, knowing that he couldn’t hear you. “i’ll figure it out, just like you always do.” 

you’re not sure why you were compelled to scream out that name, but maybe it was because in your dreams, he appeared when you least expected him too. 

“choso!” you screamed, waiting for a brief moment before you filled your lungs with air once more and tried again. “choso!” 

nothing. 

choso!

still nothing. 

and when nothingness almost consumed you, taking you into it’s ghostly clutches, you felt it: the sudden heaviness in the air. 

you feel like you screamed for hours, the name tumbling off your tongue and into the moonlit air like a siren song. just a little less pretty. in reality, it was probably only a few minutes before the brunette arrived, dark rimmed eyes and all. your new guardian “angel”. 

“he looks pretty bad if you ask me.” he started, already crouching down to your level, before reaching up to brush the red coated strands away from suguru’s face. “looks pretty dead.” 

“fix it.” you whispered, continuing even after choso shot you a look. “fucking fix him.” 

“what makes you think i can do that?” 

and in that moment, you feel compelled to tell him about the dreams that you’ve been having lately. the ones where he’s in them, beckoning you to stay under his protection. call for me and i’ll be there. 

but you keep it simple, too pressed for time. “you’re in my dreams, right?” you answer. 

he’s quiet, face softening as he mulls over your words. “good to know.” his eyes wander over to the crimson trail, that bleeds from the streetlamps to your waiting spot. “he’ll probably find you.” 

“toji?” you ask and he nods, “i don’t even know why he’s after us.” 

“he’s not after you, he’s after him.” he says, cupping suguru’s face, dribbles of blood falling from his mouth, and you twitch, almost reaching out to snatch his hand away, “he’s never liked sorcerers.” 

“sorcery…?” you mumble, glancing once more at your lifeless husband. 

but you’ve never heard that word, believing that magic cannot exist, that what you saw could not be explained so easily. there is no magic, only reality, and what is this but such painful, excruciating reality that sucks the air from your lungs and the color from your eyes.

choso dodges the question, “well then. let’s get out of here.” before he places a palm on the back of your neck, sending you back off to dream. 

there’s a voice that pulls him out of the light. low and drumming, it snaps him back into the present and out of his stupor. he sits up, scrambling to make sense of just where he is and who is talking to him. the bed he’s in is similar to a hospital bed, although the white sheets are now stained red. 

“… stay out of the sunlight, feed only when you’re hungry, animal blood counts, it just doesn’t taste that good,” choso continues listing things off, not taking into the account the shock etched so firmly into suguru’s face. “you can feed on them and if they ever wanna turn, let me know, i’ll teach you how to do it.” 

suguru whips his head around, spotting you sitting in a chair with blood covered and bruised knees, the sweat and tears now dried on your face. you glance up at him, giving a little wave and a tired smile. he notes the dried blood that seems to be caked even under your fingers. 

“what the fuck did you do to them?” 

“you mean, what did i do to you?” the brunette retorts. “you wanted to stay together, right? now you can.” he answers, crossing his arms and leaning back against his desk. but suguru’s not sure if he’s asking him or you, the one who smells so much sharper and sweeter than he remembers. you also smell of blood. so much blood that he can hear it coursing through you with each thump of your heartbeat. 

and like a moth to a flame, you stand on wobbly knees, the pads of your feet hitting the floor in sluggish steps as you pad over and throw yourself onto your lover. 

“don’t be mad at me,” you whisper, your eyelids fluttering as you try to fight back your tears. “i thought i could figure things out like you always do… because i always rely on you, right? i was too scared to be alone.” 

he’s so cold now and you’re so unbearably warm, the perfect juxtaposition of your souls. although he doesn’t need to, he takes a deep breath, before pulling you into his embrace. 

“you’re cold, sugu.” you mumble, yet you press harder, deeper into his embrace. 

“is that a turn off?” he jokes because he can’t be mad at you, not now and not ever. and any fragments of anger always dissipate like a puff of smoke. you giggle, before finally giving in and crying, digging your nails into his stiff skin. you cry until you can’t anymore, going limp and falling asleep in his arms. 

suguru’s gaze shifts upwards, as he holds you protectively, one arm wrapped firmly around your lower back, the other on the back of your head, fingers laced in your hair. 

“so, no introductions?” he asks, trying to be friendly, although the intonation in his voice betrays him. it’s first time meeting such a strange man, who can blame him? 

certainly not choso, who responds in turn, “my bad. you can call me choso. i fixed you up on their behalf.” 

“and satoru?” he asks, scanning the room to see if he can find the familiar white tufts of hair. 

“is fine,” choso replies, before jutting a finger out towards you, “they made sure to cover all the bases.” 

suguru shifts you in his hold, pressing a kiss to your forehead, that familiar seal of protection once again placed within your being. but also, as thanks for trying to keep everyone safe.

“then, where is he?” he asks while the other sighs and points over to another bed in the corner. dark eyes follow and the familiar tufts of silver hair peek immediately confirm it’s satoru. 

“he’s gonna wake up soon too. i’ll fill him in on the details.” before suguru can reply he’s cut off, “you should go soon, before the sun rises.” 

“am i actually a vampire?” 

“vampire, dracula, nosferatu, the undead. you can choose whatever you want.” 

“… i see.” he pauses, glancing back at satoru’s sleeping form before deciding he’ll be fine on his own. “we’ll be going then. …thanks.” 

he places his feet on the floor, still wearing his shoes from earlier and starts to walk off, cradling you in his arms. 

“when you feed, geto, don’t overdo it. or they will die.” 

he stops mid-step, gripping you tighter in his embrace, his brow furrowed, before finally walking off. 

you really should’ve taken a photo for satoru of the realtor’s perplexed expression when only you showed up to a three bedroom home, insistent on your need for space. 

when you do get that house, situated so nicely in the countryside, away from the buzz of the city, you think about what life would be like if you changed. if you no longer saw the sunlight. but you shake your head, pressing your fingers up to your neck once more, rubbing over the now scabbing indentations. 

you know suguru can’t feast on you forever as your body ages and his does not. but the thought of him feeding on someone else makes your stomach turn. 

“woow,” satoru hums, breaking you out of your trance as he takes in the new home, “not bad! not bad at all.” 

you smile, “thanks, satoru. i wanted to make sure you had your own space too.” 

“whats the third room for?” he asks, peeking his head in as he saunters around the new home. 

“office space.” you reply, “remember i work from home?” 

he nods, replying, “ooh, makes sense,” before he’s suddenly in front of you. his once crystalline blue eyes, now a deep crimson. “can i get a quick snack? i’m hungry.” 

“always so insatiable, satoru.” you tsk, rolling your eyes, but hold up your wrist anyway.

“not my fault you just so happen to be the best tasting human around.” he says, smiling against the thin skin of your wrist. 

luckily for you, he’s fast, the pain is almost nonexistent beyond the prick of his fangs but you still shut your eyes, waiting for it to be over. and when it’s over, gojo thanks you for the meal with a large bow before leaving to settle in his room. 

it’s so different from suguru who plans out the days that he’ll feed, keeping you in his clutches for what seems like hours as he sips away at your blood, making sure to maximize the experience.

the blood loss always makes you so dizzy, dizzy and pliant. he likes to watch over you afterwards, splayed against the sheets, fingertips running over your veins as if he’s painting over them in hues of ice. 

in your half-conscious state you never notice the furrow of his brow as he contemplates turning you every single time. you won’t last forever, too fragile, too soft, too alive. and suguru believes that forever only exists if you are in it as well. he asks you one night, while the house is almost too still, if you’d stay with him forever. 

“… of course…” you murmur, head dazed and body heavy, “always, sugu.” 

“even if you lose yourself?” 

“i can’t… lose myself if i’m with you.” you smile contently, reaching out to him with one shaky hand. 

“then how would you feel…” he asks, fingertips snaking up the veins of your neck, “if i turned you?” you shiver under his touch, eyelids fluttering not only at the sensation but also the low timbre of his voice. 

“turn me?” you mumble, pressing your hand against his, encouraging him to continue carressing your skin, “like… choso did with you?” 

he grins, albeit a small one and nods. hand now exploring the curves of your face, “just like that.” and while his hand is ice cold, it sears your skin with his touch, a testament to how deeply you’ve fallen. 

you pout, finally relaying your fears, “won’t you feed on others though?” 

“you want me to starve?” he jokes, still running his touch over you. 

“let’s go vegan.” you hum, your consciousness starting to drift until the thrum of his fingers. 

with your eyes closed you don’t catch the expression on his face, but you catch his laugh, drifting down into your ear. “i don’t know if that’s how it works, honey.” 

“animals...” you mumble, breaths becoming deeper with each passing second. “like humans… but diet… is how choso… explained it right?” 

he smiles, letting you fall deep into sleep. he keeps his hand intertwined with yours, knowing that even in dreams you hold onto him as if you were awake. he thinks you look so beautiful in the moonlight, better even than the moon or the stars themselves. 

and he is so sure, that forever cannot exist, if you’re not in it. 

[ellies-little-thing]

Life goes on (e.w.) part 3

*not my images, but i edited it

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pairing: young!ellie/young!reader

Warnings: fluf; reader is referred to as she/her; mentions of trauma; just cute best friend stuff really; a bit of angst; Kind of proofread, English is not my first language.

Author's notes: Hi! This was a request but im having a blast writing it! I hope you like it, I really liked writing it! Feedback is always welcome and likes and reblogs are always encouraged! Thank you! Enjoy!  More parts to come!

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16 years old - Part 3

A year later, you and Ellie were walking together after school at the end of the day. Ellie seemed like she was in a much better mood than usual. Sometimes you hung out in your house, others in hers. You normally drew while she played her guitar that Joel had given her. Sometimes you watched movies, sometimes you played some old playstation games. You really liked each other's company.

"Hey? Can I ask you something?" Ellie asked, looking at the ground with her hands in her pockets.

“Yeah?” You look up at her walking beside you.

“Do you think we can spend the rest of the afternoon together?” She asks with her hands in her pockets still, looking at the ground.

“Sure.” You walk to your house and go to your bedroom. Ellie follows you.

“So what do you wanna do for a while?" Ellie looks at you excitedly as she asks this.

“Just hang out for a bit, my mom isn't home yet and I don't like being alone, you know…” You say feeling a bit awkward.

"Ah, alright then. Well, then let's just sit down and talk for a bit." Ellie takes a seat on your bed. "So... why do you not like being alone?" She always wanted to know more about you. You were so fascinating to her. Your voice, your eyes, the clothes you'd wear, the way you smiled when you saw her, how beautiful you looked in the golden hour’s sunlight.

“I don't know. It's just scary.” You never liked being alone and after meeting Ellie, the fear just got even worse. Ellie didn't like being alone either, it was actually her worst fear, ending up alone.

"Well, there's nothing to be afraid of. You're safe in your house, you're not in any danger." Ellie says this as she smiles at you. "Well, we could talk... or we could draw or something to occupy the time too."

“Sure, let's draw something.” You say after thinking for a few seconds, then you go get some paper and a pencil. Ellie was always doodling when she got bored. That resulted in a wall of your bedroom being almost filled with her sketches and drawings she had gifted you over time.

"Yeah! That would be fun." Ellie says this excitedly and then gets up and walks over to your desk too. "Hmm, what should we draw?" Ellie looks over at the drawing supplies that she sees on your desk.

“What about we try to draw each other?” You ask, smiling at her.

Ellie looks at you and then smiles as you say this. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea" Ellie opens her bag and gets out some paper and a pencil. "I'll try to draw you." Ellie says this before starting to sketch a portrait of you on the paper.

“And I'll try drawing you.” You smile at your paper and pencil in hand. Ellie's eyes are locked onto the paper as she starts sketching you. Every few seconds, she stops to look at you for a minute before continuing with her drawing.

You try your best to draw her face well. You're not very confident in your art skills though. Ellie is watching you as you sketch her face. She looks interested as she sees you working and smiles when she notices you stick your tongue out when you get very concentrated. She thought you looked adorable when you did that.

“What?” You blush slightly as you notice her looking at you in a way that is more than just to get some references to transfer to the paper.

"Nothing! Nothing at all." Ellie says this as she looks back down at her drawing. She starts to work on another part of the portrait, and then looks up at you again to see your progress on your sketch.

“It's not done, don't look!” You hide your paper from her.

"Hmm? Okay, okay." Ellie smiles and looks down at her sketch again. She stays focused on her drawing and continues to add more details to it. After about half an hour you both finish your sketches.

Ellie looks at your drawing and smiles. It is a really good likeness of Ellie and she is really impressed by your drawing skills. "Wow! You're really talented!" Ellie looks over at your sketch and smiles again. "You finished really quickly.” Her heart warmed when she saw your drawing of her.

“Can I see yours now?" You ask Ellie as you swap papers. Ellie's eyes are locked on your sketch as she stares at it for a minute. "Wow... you have a knack for this. This looks amazing!" Ellie says this as she smiles and looks at the likeness that you managed to catch on the paper. "I can't believe that this is the first time that you've done a portrait like this. You've done really well!"

You look at her drawing of your face and blush a bit. It looks just like you and she drew a heart next to her signature. Ellie looks over and notices you blushing a little bit. "Oh? You're blushing a little?" Ellie smiles brightly at you as she notices your reaction to her sketch.

“No I'm not!!” You deny, clearly blushing.

"Oh really? Then what's with the blush?" Ellie giggles a little bit and pokes you in the shoulder. "You're totally blushing right now." She teases you.

“No, I am not, miss Ellie Williams!” You nudge her. Ellie continues to laugh as she pokes you on the shoulder again and then nudges you slightly.

"Yes you're blushing. It's cute, and you know it!" Ellie stares at you for a second and she smiles, seemingly trying to tease you about your reaction, but admiring your beauty as well.

“Stop!” You nudge her again. Ellie laughs as you nudge her back. "What? You don't wanna be teased? Well, that's too bad. I'm still gonna do it anyways.” Ellie then pokes your shoulder and laughs again.

You pick up one of the pillows on your bed and throw it at her. Ellie looks surprised when she sees the pillow coming flying towards her. The pillow makes contact with her and she falls backwards onto the bed, laughing as she catches her balance.

"Oh! You asked for it!" Ellie picks up one of the pillows that is nearby and throws it back at you as she continues to laugh.

“Ellie! I'm gonna win this pillow fight! I'm warning you!” You laugh as you continue.

"Haha! If you say so,Y/N! If you say so." Ellie chuckles and throws another pillow at you as the pillow fight begins.

You hit each other a few times before you two get really close without realizing. Ellie's eyes suddenly meet with yours when you guys got so close. "Woah… Um? Are you...why are you so close to me?" Ellie suddenly becomes shy and looks away slightly as she says this. She was starting to feel some tension in the air.

You backed away immediately, as you felt a bit embarrassed, Ellie looked confused as you backed away. “What 's wrong? You okay?" Ellie also backs away to give you some space.

“Yeah I'm fine…” You say looking at your lap.

"Oh, okay then…" Ellie looks slightly worried still, but seems to think that everything is okay. "Well, shall we continue with the pillow fight then?" She smiles at you once again.

“You're on!” You feel the embarrassment leaving your body as you start hitting her with the pillow again. Ellie grins happily as she picks up two more pillows and starts to throw them at you, seeming to be aiming towards your body.

“Hey! You're cheating!” You laugh as you try to hit her face.

"Am I?! How am I cheating? This is a pillow fight! There are no rules!" Ellie throws one more pillow at you as she says this. She seems like she's having fun with this pillow fight and isn't taking it too seriously. Ellie is hit a few more times, but she doesn't really seem to mind.

"Are you having fun? Hum?" Ellie says this, teasing you as you both continue to "fight" each other. Eventually you get tired and lay back on your bed catching your breaths. “I definitely won that.” You say a bit out of breath, but still confident.

"Yeah, you definitely won. You're right." Ellie chuckles lightly. "You're the pillow fight champion now! I'll never underestimate you when it comes to pillow fighting again!" Ellie smiles and nudges you with her arm. You blush a bit, nudging her too.

"Oh? Is that a blush I spy on your face? What's that for?" Ellie teases you about your reaction and nudges you again.

“I am not!” You say defensively, not helping much with your case.

"Oh really? Cause I'm pretty sure that you're blushing right now." Ellie smirks slightly and nudges you again. "And it's so cute when you blush too."

“Stop, I'm not cute!” You cover your face with your hands. Ellie laughs as she nudges you again. "Aww, don't hide your cute face. It's adorable when you blush…" Ellie smiles warmly at you and looks over at your hands that you were hiding behind. She started feeling her heart race as she touched your hands to try and take them away from your face.

“Stop looking at me!” You say, a bit anxious as you feel butterflies in your stomach forming. Ellie looks over at you and then laughs. 

"No way! You're just making it more tempting by hiding your face." Ellie then nudges your shoulder slightly again. "How bout you unhide your face, huh?" You take your hands off slightly as you look back at her.

"That's better…" Ellie keeps smiling as she looks at you for a minute admiring your features. "Hey? Can I ask you something?"

“What is it?” You uncover your face and smile gently at her.

"Um, well, you see... um..." Ellie looks away slightly when she says this, like she's trying to figure out how to phrase what she wants to ask you. "Well, I was just wondering if... it's okay if I can hug you?"

You blush a bit more. “Yeah, that's okay.” You hug her back.

"Thank you." Ellie nods as she smiles and leans in closer to you. She wraps her arms around you and hugs you tightly for a moment. "You're such a good friend. I really appreciate your kindness, you know?"

“I'm not that great…” You say in a low tone, still in the hug.

"Well, even if you don't think that you are, I still think that you're a really wonderful person."

Ellie says this softly as she keeps hugging you tightly.

You hug her a little tighter. Ellie smiles as she leans her head against yours. She keeps on hugging you tightly and doesn't seem like she wants to let go anytime soon. "You're such a sweet and kind person. I can't believe that I met you... I'm so lucky." Ellie says this quietly as she continues to hug you.

“I'm the lucky one…” You say to yourself, not realizing you said it out loud. You were secretly really enjoying how long the hug between you was. Ellie stays quiet for a few seconds and doesn't let go of you. She seems to be smiling slightly as she thinks about what you just said. "Really? Why do you say that?"

“hum... nothing....” You feel embarrassed as you realize you said it out loud.

"Come on. You can tell me." Ellie looks up and her eyes are locked onto yours. She smiles at you as she continues to hold you.

“I'm the lucky one... for having you as my friend,” You say quietly. "Aw… well, I'm very happy that we're friends." Ellie says this as she continues to hug you. "Hey… I actually had a gift that I wanted to give you. Would you like to see it?"

“A gift?” You ask curious. Ellie nods and smiles brighter.

"Yeah, I made you something. I wanted to surprise you... so you'll only see it once I give you it. So, may I show you my gift?"

“Okay!” You smile excitedly.

"Great! Um... okay, so, you wanna close your eyes?" Ellie seems like she has something big planned for her surprise gift for you. She smiles as she looks at you, as you close your eyes.

Ellie takes your hand and holds it. "Alright, now don't peek, even slightly. Okay?" Ellie's voice is soft and she looks like she wants to keep her gift as a surprise. She is really nervous that you won't like it.

“Okay!” You assure her. Ellie reaches into her bag and takes something out. She asks you once more to make sure that you won't even try to peek for a second. "You wouldn't dare peek, would you?"

“I promise, I won't open them.” You respond smiling, still with your eyes closed.

"Alright, good." Ellie smiles and you can tell that she's excited for you to see what she has planned for the gift. "Alright then, open your eyes now!"

You open your eyes slowly. Ellie has a huge smile on her face as you open your eyes. She is excited for your reaction to a drawing of you that she has made. It has a lot of detail to it and it has taken her a long time to make it perfect for you. It almost looks like a picture more than a drawing. It was one of the most beautiful drawings she's ever done.

"What do you think? Do you like it?" Ellie is clearly trying to tease you and she is looking directly at you as she holds up the piece of paper for you to see.

“Wha... Did you do this yourself?” You were very surprised by her talent.

Ellie nods excitedly and smiles. "Yeah! I made this all by myself. It took a long time to do it though because I wanted you to have the best gift ever!" Ellie is holding the drawing close to her chest and she looks directly at you. "Well? What do you think about it? Do you like it?"

“I love it, thank you so much!” You hug her tightly. Ellie hugs you back and smirks.

"I'm really happy that you love it. I really am…" Ellie continues to hug you and seems really proud of herself for making that drawing just for you.

“Is it for me to keep?” You ask still not believing your eyes. "Of course! This drawing is for you. I drew it for you, and you can keep it forever." Ellie smiles warmly as she says this. “Thanks Ells.” You look at the paper once more before hugging her again. "No problem. You're so welcome." Ellie hugs you back and smiles. "I'm so happy that you liked the drawing."

You blush a bit at the thought of her spending so many hours on that drawing she made for you. Ellie can tell that you're blushing a little bit. She laughs as she stares at your cheeks. You try to look calm.

"Aww, you're blushing a little bit again?" Ellie smiles widely as she says this, not trying to make you feel bad in any way.

“No... no i'm not!” You deny it again.

"You sure about that? You're looking really red at the moment." Ellie keeps staring at your cheeks and then chuckles slightly.

“Stop!” You nudged her. “I'll put it on my wall next to all the others you made for me.”

"Oh really? You'll put it on your wall? Well, that's adorable. I'm so glad that you like my drawing." Ellie smiles and keeps staring at you a little bit as you get up and go towards your desk. She involuntarily looks directly at your butt, it looked amazing in those jeans in her defense. “I'm surprised at how much you like it. I thought that you'd like it, but not this much."

“Are you kidding? It's amazing!” You say as you pin it on the wall above your desk, next to all the others.

"Aww, thanks." Ellie keeps smiling at you and seems really flattered by all of your kind words.

"I have a question to ask you." Ellie rubs the back of her head and laughs a little bit as she says this.

“Yes?” You say as you come back and sit on your bed. Ellie seems a little bit worried as she looks at you. "Umm... do you think that I'm a good person? Be honest with me."

“I do, why wouldn't I think that?” You look at her a bit confused. "You promise you're not just saying that?" Ellie crosses her arms and looks a little bit worried still. "Be honest with me... I promise that I won't get mad."

“I promise, I'm telling the truth.” You say looking at Ellie a bit worried.

She nods and relaxes slightly. "Alright, then...I uh... I... I just get really worried about whether I'm a good person or not." Ellie rubs her arms as she says this. "It seems like everyone in my life leaves me at some point, and I try my best to be a good person... but I feel like I failed. Am I doing good enough?"

“Oh Ellie, I wouldn't trade you for the world." You hug her. “You're my best friend and I wouldn't have it anyother way.”

Ellie wraps her arms around you tighter and smiles. "You have no idea of how much this means to me. I’ve done some real bad things before coming here, and I'm not proud of them, I only did it because I had no other choice." Ellie sighs as she keeps her arms wrapped around you. She seems happy as she hugs you tightly. "Thank you so much. And if you're ever feeling down, you can talk to me about it. I'll always be there for you too, okay?" You nod into the hug.

"Good. Now.." Ellie holds you by your arms and looks you in the eyes as she smiles at you. "Did you know that I'm actually really thankful for you?" Ellie keeps smiling at you as she says this. "You've been a great friend to me over the almost three years I've known you... You've always been there for me and I don't think that I would've made it as far as I have without you by my side."

“And I wouldn't be the person I am without you.” You say looking into her eyes.

"Really? You think that you wouldn't be the same person without me?" Ellie asks this as she keeps her eyes locked onto yours. "Well, if I never met you, then a lot of good things wouldn't have happened either. You see? You help me, I help you... I think that we can help each other become better people."

“That's why you are my best friend Ells.” You smile at her shyly.

Ellie giggles slightly and nudges you. "Aww... I really think that you're the better best friend, though. No matter if things are going well or badly, you always seem to be able to make my mood brighter... and I love you for that." Ellie is still smiling brightly and she puts her arms around you again.

You hug her back and hold her for a bit. You started feeling butterflies again. Ellie seems really happy as you hug her back. "You're the best friend that anyone could ask for. No matter where we are, what we're doing, or what's going on... I always feel safe and happy when I'm spending time with you." Ellie says this as she continues to hug you tightly. As she says this you start feeling a bit nervous. You really like Ellie. You would go as far as to say you love her, even. But you try to shake away the thought. You can't afford to lose her for a crush.

“You know what?” You say looking at her. "What's up? What's on your mind?" Ellie looks at you curiously and keeps her arms wrapped around you.

You pick up a pillow slowly. “I think this calls for a celebratory pillow fight!” Ellie chuckles lightly. "Another pillow fight? Of course! It makes perfect sense! I want to see how tough you are." Ellie nods, smirking as she gets into a defensive position. You hit her as hard as you can with the pillow, but you're not very successful. Ellie shields her face and laughs as you hit her with the pillow.

"That was a good first hit! Now, my turn!" Ellie starts hitting you back with her pillow and she seems to be enjoying the moment. You try to block your face. "Good block!" Ellie nods and keeps hitting you. "You're getting better! This is really fun!" The two of you continue for a bit, laughing.

Eventually the two of you stop hitting each other with the pillows and you both catch your breaths a little bit. "That was a lot of fun! You're getting really good at this, you know?" Ellie still looks like she's having fun with the pillow fight.

“I am the pillow fight champion after all!”  You lay back on your bed. Ellie smiles at your comment and lies down on the bed next to you and starts to relax. She seems to still be smiling a little bit more now. "It's so nice just relaxing like this with you. I couldn't ask for a better friend." She nudges you with her arm and looks over at you. "Hey, hum… Can I ask you something?"

“Yes?” You say as you turn your head to the side to look at her.

"Is it alright if I rest my head on your shoulder? If I'm making you uncomfortable, just tell me, okay?" Ellie then looks over at you nervously.

“It's okay.” You blush a bit and your heart starts racing but you do your best to look chill. Ellie smiles and puts her head on your shoulder. She looks incredibly comfortable with you as she does this. She feels like this is the best day ever, she can't believe you are so close to her in a more intimate way. "Thank you." Ellie closes her eyes as she leans on your shoulder. You look down at her. You really love her, there's no denying it. But you can't bring yourself to say those words to her.

You continued to spend time together, you sat next to each other at school. Had lunch together. Went to the town's movie nights together. Sometimes she would let you put some makeup on her and she said she hated it and only let you do it because it made you happy. She secretly loved it every time, she loved to look at you so close to her, she would never get tired of your smile. You felt happy with her in your life, you couldn't imagine a world where you didn't have Ellie.       

She would write about you in her journal almost everyday. She never wanted to forget any of the memories she created with you, ever since you met. She had a collection of journals and notebooks filled with your adventures and escapades outside the town without anyone knowing. She kept them in a box under her bed and reread them from time to time. She never told you about them though. She often dreamed of a time when she could tell you how she felt and you would actually like her back. She wished that it could be real so badly. But she couldn't bring herself to say anything and risk your friendship. 

A few weeks later as you got home from school with Ellie, she plopped down on your bed as you started doing your homework. When you finished you laid in bed next to her. Ellie was sleeping on your bed and she seemed like she was really tired that day and now was really relaxed. She's snoring slightly and her nose is twitching a little bit. However, she seems to be having a good dream because her forehead is starting to wrinkle up as if she's smiling. You look at her a bit worried. Ellie continues to sleep next to you as she keeps on snoring and twiddling her fingers. Her nose continues to wrinkle up slightly, but it seems like she's still sleeping well. Suddenly, she wakes up and looks at you. "Hey... how long was I asleep for?" Ellie's eyes seem to be a little bit cloudy and she seems to still be half-asleep.

“Not long, are you okay?” You ask as she stretched a bit and yawned.

"Yeah, I'm fine... I'm a heavy sleeper. Sorry if my snoring bothered you." Ellie sits up in the bed as she rubs her eyes and stretches out her arms from being in her sleeping position. She seems to be a lot less sleepy at this point as she looks at you. "Did you really just sit there and watch me sleep for a little while?" Ellie chuckles slightly as she says this.

“I was looking at all the drawings you gave me over the years as well.” You smile at her pointing at the wall where you pinned all the sketches Ellie gave you, even the silly ones made of stick figures.

"Well, I'm glad that you enjoyed the drawings." Ellie seems a little bit embarrassed at the number of drawings that she has done about and for you, but she tries not to show it. "You know... there are a lot more drawings of you that I made, back in my bedroom. I really like drawing you... I think you are very interesting to draw." Ellie smiles warmly as she says this and she keeps looking at you.

You blush a bit at what she said. “Well, thank you.” You smile still looking at the wall and all the memories you created together.

"No problem. You're the most artistic muse that I have ever had." Ellie chuckles slightly and looks at you as she says this. "Your face is so fun to draw. I just keep learning new things about you every time. I've drawn you hundreds of times now and I still have so much more to discover. I could never get tired of your beautiful face." Ellie keeps smiling at you and she reaches out to touch your cheek with her index finger.

You look at her and your heart starts racing. Ellie notices that your face is turning slightly red. "Is your face feeling a little warm? You look... a little flustered…" Ellie has a small smirk on her face as she says this.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You ask a bit embarrassed, you were blushing right now because she just touched your face. She was so close you could see all of her beautiful freckles. It was like she had the night sky printed on her face. You even thought you could see constellations.

"Your face is starting to turn red. I wanted to make sure you're okay. You seemed kind of flustered..." Ellie has a small smile on her face, but she keeps looking at you curiously. You nudge her playfully and softly. Ellie nudges you back as she smiles. "I take it that I was right about you being flustered?" Ellie keeps smiling and then leans forward slightly to kiss your cheek.

You blush even harder. You really weren't expecting that. “What was that for?” You ask with a shy smile. Ellie giggles and then leans back. She seems a little bit embarrassed about it.

"I'm really sorry about that... I thought that I could show my affection through a kiss on your cheek." Ellie covers her eyes with her hand as she says this. "I'm really sorry. Maybe that was a little too much. Please... forgive me…"

“It's okay…” You hold her hand away from her face. Ellie lowers her hand from her face and smiles and looks at you warmly. "Your face is still a little red. Are you okay?" She teases you.

“Yours is too!” You say playfully.

Ellie's face turns even redder. "Yeah... my face is pretty red." Ellie chuckles as she hides her face a little bit. "Um...? Can I ask you something?"

“What is it?” You look at her once again. "How do you feel about me... being as close as we are right now?" Ellie is  looking at the ceiling and her face is a lot redder than before. "How do you feel about us being so close, and... me kissing you... and everything?" Ellie seems to be a little nervous about asking this. She is starting to feel like it was a bad idea.

You get a bit nervous as well.” hum…” You try to think of an answer.

"Umm? Do... you... hum... like me?" Ellie turns her face back over and looks at you, "I mean, how do you feel about... you know? The relationship that we have? I just want to make sure that you're comfortable with all of this." Ellie looks like she's waiting patiently for your response.

“We're best friends, of course I like you.” You say a bit embarrassed, you knew that wasn't what she meant.

"Yeah but, I mean... more than best friends…" Ellie looks at you nervously as she says this. "I really like you... and I mean... I really like you…" Ellie seems extremely nervous about saying it out loud. She thinks about this every single day and finally got the guts to say it, but she feels like you're not gonna like her back.

You get a bit flustered and your heart starts beating really fast. Ellie notices that you're nervous. “Your heart is racing... um, are you okay?" Ellie is starting to panic a little bit. "You don't have to respond right away... um, take all the time you need actually." Ellie looks really worried and concerned with your answer. She definitely wouldn't have asked if she knew it would go like this.

“I'm okay Ells, just a little surprised that's all…” Ellie looks back over at you. "Okay. Um... look, take your time with what I just said and think it through. I won't rush you, okay? Just take everything... one, step, at, a, time.... alright?" Ellie is still staring directly at you and she seems a little bit worried as she says this.

You nod and smile at her. You can't believe this is really happening. "Good. I mean, you don't have to make a decision or anything yet. I just needed to tell you how I felt... that's all…"  

“Okay…” You smile back at her. Ellie sits up and looks at the time, she should go home or Joel is going to get worried about her, it is starting to get dark outside. She starts picking up her things to leave. You notice that she is starting to pack up her things and she looks very nervous. "Oh, Ellie... are you going to leave already?" Ellie's smile slowly fades as you say this, she feels like she has just ruined everything…

“I'm sorry, it's just late, don't want Joel to get worried, we'll talk more tomorrow, yeah?” She needed to go, she was feeling like her heart was about to burst. She felt the tears forming and she didn't want you to see her cry because of this.

You nod and look down at the floor. "Yeah... I guess you're right. I'm sorry for anything. Sorry for keeping you up this late." You say in a low and disappointed tone.

“It's okay.'' She quickly hugs you goodbye. "Thanks for everything. I'm glad to have you as my best friend, you know that right?" Ellie smiles warmly as she says this and then she continues to hug you for a few seconds. Thinking that this is the last time she's going to touch you like this.

“And I'm glad to have you.” You say into the hug.

"No problem. I'll see you tomorrow... good night..." Ellie says as she leaves your house.

“Good night Ells…” She leaves and walks home. You feel so stupid. You wanted this for so long and you couldn't say one word. You look out your bedroom window to see her walking rapidly, like she wants to be as far away from you as possible. You felt so bad, you weren't even capable of eating dinner that night.

When she arrived home, Ellie laid in her bed for a couple of minutes. She started to reflect on your interactions tonight and she smiles a little bit. "Y/N and I are getting really close... maybe even closer than I realized…" Ellie leaned back in her bed and her soft smile on her face fades and is replaced by worry. She felt like you didn't like her back that way, and felt a bit sad. She thought about everything she said to you until she fell asleep. She couldn't stop her thoughts about you. She had nightmares that night.

[hughiecampbelle]

HIII I love your writing I just wanted to say 😭 also, if you have time, I’d love to participate in this shipping ask thing?

I’m a 23 year old mixed bi trans guy, I’m 5ft3 with glasses, short brown curly hair, a Taurus, an infp who unfortunately is too forgiving, submissive and passive (although I can hold a grudge like a mf), Im quiet usually but an ambivert when it comes to my friends, and told I’m weird, awkward and funny (it’s the autism, I also like making ppl laugh). I like writing and drawing, I always wanted to be an author or comic book artist, I like reading graphic novels best. My favorite season is spring, my favorite color is black, my favorite food are french fries, my favorite movie genres are action/horror/comedy/cult (I also love kids movies lol), Im a rat/cat guy but I love all animals. I have favorite hoodies and will wear them even if the weather doesn’t call for it. I love listening to music and I like all kinds but my favs are rock/pop, I love musicals too, I like going on walks and people watching. Haven’t gone to college yet, still thinking on a career. I have a small immediate family. My love language is food and physical affection.

I can be shipped with homelander, butcher, soldier boy, hughie or annie, I prefer homelander 👉👈

Hi my love! I ship you with: Soldier Boy!!!! He loves that you can hold a grudge despite being so sweet. There's something feisty and defiant in that act and it definitely caught his attention. He's definitely not expecting it and loves making jokes at their expense, especially if it's against Hughie who he swears is making up all types of things like Wifi and Bluetooth. He also loves your humor. Everyone else whose part of The Boys takes things waaay too seriously. They can't laugh or joke around, they definitely don't find him funny, but you do. He likes that. He enjoys when he can make you smile even in the worst situations. You love how entertaining he is. Ben has absolutely no shame whatsoever. He is unabashedly himself no matter the situation. He is crude and impulsive and stubborn and you adore it. He says what's on his mind which can be pretty startling given that he'll say just about anything about you and your relationship in front of your friends. It can get pretty raunchy, too. It's like he's putting on a one man show. There's never a dull moment with him. Your relationship is protective. Ben would do anything to protect you. As soon as he realizes he's caught feelings for you, it's over. He doesn't let you out of his sight and he definitely makes sure Homelander doesn't get anywhere near you. He hates when you bicker with Butcher, when you argue with anyone, immediately coming to your defense. He's an old fashioned guy: he likes seeing you in his clothes, especially in his sweatshirts. He allows a cat in his presence, but he draws the line at rats. For now. He adores your cat even though he was grumpy and adamant that you wouldn't have a pet for a few more years. Underneath the sexual jokes and all the drugs he smokes, he's actually a pretty okay boyfriend. Your first date isn't actually a date, more like you've been placed on babysitting duty while the rest of The Boys figure out what to do with him. You guys eat snacks and watch TV and talk. Ben doesn't admit that he likes you, but he gets pretty cozy pretty fast, so you sort of assume what this means. When Hughie calls and says your shift is over, you tell him you can stay a little longer, you don't mind. Hearing this brings a smile to Soldier Boys face. You two hang out and talk and get to know one another much better. Everyone assumes you must've suffered sitting there with him, but you had a great time. Relationship Headcanon: You introduce Ben to a lot of modern music. He definitely has strong opinions about each song, but he listens the whole way through before ranting about how much he hates it, how silly modern music, how you can barely understand what the singer is saying, etc. It's all the same stuff you've heard from old people about modern genres. Still, there are a few he likes and he's grateful you showed them to him.

Hope you like it my love!!! Xoxoxo💜💜💜

SHIPS ARE CLOSED

[shyfairies]

Hello! I was wondering if i could get a Romantic matchup please? I dont mind what part the character is from!! I am Bisexual so the gender doesnt matter and i am also non-binary.

Myself, I am loud, goofy but sweet.

I always look out for other people and try to have fun doing it. Enjoying bringing a smile and joking around with the people i love most. Always wearing a big smile across my face. Although i know when to set down boundaries and be straightforward with people. Along with that, i can be a bit sensitive at times. Quick to anger or to cry if someone raises their voice. I am also very creative, quite enjoying writing and drawing. However i do consider myself average at it. Along with this, i love nature and learning about psychology. it's interesting. I also knit and sew from time to time. I like clowns and anything creepy. I also dislike whenever someone is rude for no reason and loud noises, i am sensitive to them.

For my ideal partner, i want someone fun, kind, caring. Someone i can goof off with and joke around, but still relax and just hang out with. Hes gotta have some patience if we ever do argue because i tend to yell and get angry really fast. Im also very stubborn and will stand by my opinion until im calmed down. Thats when i try to apologise. My love languages are physical Affection (giving and receiving) and words of affirmation (receiving and giving). My mbti is infp and zodiac is leo.  am 5'10ft tall so i often tower over most people i meet along. Along with that, i tend to dress darker and more gothic. I have sight and hearing problems along with a scar on my face so.  Things i would like to do with my partner vary on my mood. Cuddling and relaxing whenever i feel down, maybe reading a book together. Maybe taking a walk together and enjoying the sun. Thank you!!!

i match you with...♡

☆noriaki kakyoin☆

my immediate thought was kakyoin😭

same height couples rule!!!!

and he honestly loves that you're the same height as him

you guys share clothes for sure

dates with him are so chill

like you guys could literally just be sitting at home drawing together and he'd be having the time of his life

as long as he's with you!

would definitely want to do the one trend on tiktok where you paint eachother

i totally see him laying in your lap while you read a book and play with his hair, he'd literally be knocked out in 5 minutes

knows that you're sensitive to loud noises so he always makes an effort to be a little extra quiet

when you guys argue he will try his hardest to always be patient with you and listen to your point of view

i feel like you guys would have really good communication because you guys just genuinely respect eachother

he'd def wanna take you for walks

i feel like as a kid he probably found alot of secret hideouts that he would just claim for his own

like a random flower field hidden behind a forest or smth like that😭

he'd take you there for sure

i totally see you guys having sleepovers and being up at like 3am laughing over the most random stuff

like laughing so hard its coming out silent and you're like falling over on top of eachother ykwim😭

you'd be knocked out 15 minutes later in eachothers arms

you guys would probably be bestfriends before you started dating

you'd fall for eachother like almost immediately but were both too shy to say anything lmao

he really admires how you're always looking out for people

and he loves that you aren't afraid to set boundaries when they're needed

i feel like you guys would just be like the best duo

always have eachothers backs yk

he'd be really gentle when comforting you

he'd give you space if you need it, or he'll cradle you in his arms, anything to make you feel better

would tell you things like "you're okay sweetheart, i've got you, it's okay"

kakyoin doesn't really give me "touch her and you die" vibes, but more like he's always watching out for you and will not hesitate to take action if you're uncomfortable

like if you were waiting for him somewhere and someone came and tried to hit on you he'd just appear and be like "oh, hello, my partner and i were actually just leaving"

he would most definitely want you to paint his nails just saying

i could see you guys going to a haunted house and him acting all tough but being totally freaked out once he's actually in there💀

i honestly think kakyoin would be a lover boy

i said what i said

it will always be you and kakyoin, like people always refer to you guys together because you're inseparable

[penguin--person]

hey. hey you. I’m way too nervous to leave an actual comment on it but the rain world fic you posted recently. Fucking slaps. It’s so good. Idk how to put it into words but it’s like you make the characters so clear and and…idk but I think your fic is so cool and good. AND I DONT EVEN RAIN WORLD IS SUPPOSED TO BE. I came in through PAFL but I’ve been curious about rw for a while now, and this has made me want to check it out even more. Also, take your time on the swap au!! Stay healthy(physically AND mentally. They both matter) and don’t burn yourself out! Always remember that you are priority #1, and that your needs should always come first. Alright that’s it bye :D

AWAWA!!!! wawawwaaa!!!! explodes and diessssss ..n"!!! thanke you!!! thank you:3!!!!! your kind words are always so!!! nice and cool!!! and a pleasure to receive!!! <3333 rain world my good friend rain world... its a game for sure!!! ive been engaging less w the fandom lately, but, i still rlly like the game:3 ive been into it for. checks steam achivements. like two years now (i got into pafl not long after i think) !! rain world has these thangs tho - slugcats! :) the link leads to my rw pafl au... i have. SO Many pafl aus. you dont even Know. i havent even posted half of them. you dont know about my wandersong pafl au. you dont know about my buddy sim pafl crossover. you dont know about my pathologic pafl au (yet) (>:3). and thats because i never draw anything for them ❤️might write smth tho... ..

mm . youre rlly cool. thank you again!!! for your support!!! as a thank you, heres what ive got so far for the next chapter of swap! its not much, and mostly just first draft, but! just for you ❤️the '*' signal words/sentences im gonna italise

It’s another day. Just like always.

Half-asleep, Yura glances at the door, halfway through his breakfast. His mother’s standing there. She’s already fully dressed, while her son is still in last night’s clothes. He hasn’t had much energy as of late. It’s not like he ever has any energy, even more as of late, with the trip to the zone coming up... Not to mention everything that’s happened with Dmitry.

Yura grunts at the thought of that… *monster. 

Why didn’t he stick around? Maybe he’d have been able to convince Sergei to let him stay, or at the very least, not report him. Maybe he could have helped Dima escape. Maybe he could have seen the police coming and warned him. Maybe if he had used his brain, he’d have told Sanya to let Dima stay at his place and avoided all of this. But, no amount of *maybes is going to change the fact that he’s gone. Dead, maybe, for all they know.

The door clicks shut. He’s alone now. Anya is either at school (Is there school today? What day is it?) or, more likely, at Olya’s right now. She probably won’t be back for some time. Yura will be all by himself until then, getting swallowed up by unnecessary feelings.

… Whatever. He only knew him for a week. He shouldn’t care. His eyes shouldn’t sting at the memory of the guy. It doesn’t matter that Yura wasted so much time and money helping him out. Feeding him, giving him a place to stay, hanging out with him even though he was *such a pain in the ass.. But none of that matters now. Never will matter, because he’s gone.  The only thing that matters is that he- *it, Yura corrects himself - killed a few people in Sergei’s flat.

… Well, not really people. Not ones that matter, anyway. Three or so cops. Blew up their heads, Sanya said, that it looked like that’s what happened. Yura got the feeling she didn’t tell him more than she had to during their phone call. It was clear that she wasn’t pleased with how things turned out. Maybe she was hoping Sergei could help Dima. Let him live with them.  Find some place for him to stay, at least.

Yura can’t find the strength to not blame her for this. The rational side of him argued that she was the *least to blame, actually, she didn’t know this would happen. Most likely, she didn’t even know that Dima’s a mutant. Still. Though the final nail in his (hopefully only metaphorical) coffin was decided by Sergei, *she took Dima to him. She should have known.. but, how could she have? There was no way for her to know.

A frustrated groan escapes the teen. There’s really no need to be thinking that much about him. About *it.

He groans again, frustrated by his inability to call Dmitry what he is. It’s not like he didn’t know the truth all along, either. Again, he internally reprimands himself for getting attached. Sanya isn’t to blame here- no, she’s not the one responsible for all of this. Maybe for getting him reported so quickly, but that was always going to happen, one way or another. Better soon than later, the teen thinks. Before he let that not entirely uncomfortable feeling grow more than it already has.

Before he can ponder this any further, his phone buzzes. With one hand, he rubs his eyes, with the other he picks up his phone.

*We need to talk, a message from none other than Mr Kazarin himself. The tone of the message makes him sound like he wants to break up, Yura thinks to himself. Funny. Maybe it is one. Yura runs a hand through his hair, staring at the message. His stalker times are over before they even started, his only hope at making it in this godforsaken world, all because of that.. *thing. Nothing he can say could fix this.  

Luckily, before he can ruin Sergei’s view of him any further, another message. An invitation, if one can call it that, to meet up at an unimportant location. It’s not like he has much choice in this - so, he sends back an *ok, gets dressed in his unitidy clothes and heads out.

—

something something sergei angst

“You know what this is about.” Sergei proclaims. Yura doesn’t need to reply for him to know he’s right, but he still does, accompanied by a dry chuckle. “‘Course I do. It’s about Dimochka.”

“*Don’t call it that.”

The air is thick with tension. Despite this, Yura nonchalantly holds a cigarette out to him. Like nothing’s happened- like this is just a regular training session. With a sigh, he takes the cigarette, and with one quick motion, he takes out his lighter. Yura is fiddling with his own. 

[yandere-daze]

any thoughts abt self aware akatsuki? they seem to be very devoted to their goals and the ones they cherish, while also being especially dangerous at times so im curious as to how you can basically approach the super yandere side of them n all, they seem like some real awesome guys ngl.

Starting this off by saying that I haven´t read too many stories featuring Akatsuki so some of my ramblings may be a bit out of character! I hope you still enjoy this though!

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession, mention of violence

Self-aware Yandere! Akatsuki

I think I mentioned it before in an ask that talked about sticking to Kuro and Souma before but you´d definitely be kept safe from any physical harm if you stuck around Akatsuki. Souma has his sword that he wouldn´t hesitate to use on anyone that threatened you, Kuro who is trained in martial arts and had a delinquent phase, and even Keito was the former captain of the archery club.

They´re all very protective of you and while Keito is more-so the type that wards off the other characters with his words and frequent scoldings, he would be willing to use his bow to eliminate a target if he felt like it was the only option.

Keito is usually pretty strict, even with his fellow members in Akatsuki, so it´s even more noticeable when he gets soft around you. It´s like he´s a completely different person and even though he would occasionally scold you when you got into trouble or were hanging around other idols too much, there would be no bite in his words.

He tries to keep his infatuation hidden from you so he mostly acts on his own urges by instead drawing or writing out the scenarios that he wishes he could enact with you in real life. His stories just happen to be romances where the two main characters strongly resemble both of you. There he can let his thoughts run wild and he can imagine holding you close or kissing you as much as he likes. He wouldn´t admit to doing this, especially not to you, but soon Keito gets commissioned by other idols to draw the same kind of scenarios for them.

He doesn´t like doing it, no doubt about it

Kuro is very caring towards you and doesn´t want you to be scared of him because of his outer appearance. He loves sewing new clothes for you and he also loves seeing you wear them because it´s almost like you´re wearing a part of him. He spends so many hours sewing these outfits too, he´s not sparing any efforts. Also, his little sister probably knows of you from how often Kuro talks about you at home and has more than once asked if you two were dating or when you would finally get married.

Kuro is a very protective yandere, wanting you to be safe at all times, which is why he would stick around you a lot. It´s the best way to make sure nothing happens to you, right? Honestly just having someone strong looking like Kuro standing next to you is probably enough to keep most strangers from ever approaching you. He´s usually not fond of how different his appearance is from his true character, but he feels like in this case it´s very beneficial. For the most part, he doesn´t need to lift a finger to keep you safe.

Of course, that doesn´t work with the other idols that know what Kuro really is like, they´re still going to want to talk to you. So it´s only in these moments where Kuro would actively shield you from “harm” by standing right between the both of you and telling the other person to leave. He doesn´t really want to get violent in front of you, so he holds himself back if he can help it. He´s more likely to “visit” the person later and throw a few punches there where you can´t see what he´s doing.

Souma is probably the one most likely and prepared to commit violence in your honor. He comes from a proud samurai family and so he holds ideas like honor in very high regard. He always carries around a sword and he´s determined to use it to protect the people that he thinks are worth protecting. Naturally, you are one of these people. He looks up to you for all you have done for Akatsuki and him specifically while you were still playing the game and possessing Anzu. You always knew exactly what to say and do to make sure things move along well and Souma greatly admires you for that. It´s no surprise that he puts you on a bit of a pedestal. In his eyes, you can do no wrong and so anyone that opposes you is automatically wrong. His old-fashioned ideals don´t really help him with this black-and-white thinking either.

Souma is also very emotionally driven which only further urges him to protect you from any perceived harm. He´s another one that wants to be around you at all times to make sure that you´re safe. He can´t bear the thought of anything happening to you, the kindest and most gracious person to ever exist. Anyone that disagrees must simply meet the end of his blade.

Different from Keito for example, Souma wouldn´t try to hide the fact that he´s pretty obsessed with you. He´s honest to a fault and thus likes to proclaim how important you are to him and how he would do absolutely anything if you asked him to.

The serious tone in his voice tells you that he isn´t joking around.

[unlucky-qiqi]

Helllooo! Can I please request a tall gender neutral reader whos seen as an intimidating figure, like Malleus in a way.

Theyre extremely quiet and they tend to simply talk with their eyes, but they seem to have a soft side with the boys, often passing them doodles in class or even giving them food wordlessly ~ For the Savanaclaw bois if possible! Im not sure if you indicated a limit, but if you can only do one then Ruggie will suffice!

Thank you so much and stay hydrated!

Hi, hi! Thank you so much for requesting. Sorry if this is kinda off, I'm short. You too, stay hydrated, hun.

Savanaclaw with a Tall and Timid MC

Ruggie Bucchi

The first time you met Ruggie was when you had trouble with something and luckily he was there to help you out.

Of course, nothing comes for free with Ruggie Bucchi. Even if he didn't say so, you'd still treat him for lunch as an exchange for helping you.

It was some kind of unspoken mutual agreement. He'd help you and in return you treat him something.

You'd always help with the simplest things. Hanging the clothes, buying stuff, and many different things. It lifted some weight off his shoulder.

It was during the Spelldrive tournament, Ruggie (along with Leona) wasn't there for lunch so you assumed that they were in practice.

You came to the Savanaclaw dorm and there you saw them practicing. Rather than interrupting, you left the food on the bench with a little note and drawing.

"For Ruggie Bucchi and Leona Kingscholar -y/n"

Of course, it's Savanaclaw, you really think someone wouldn't touch their food?

Whenever someone would come near the food you left, you stared at them—thinking what to do to shoo them away.

The Savanaclaw students misinterpreted this as a piercing gaze and they ran off, minding their own business.

The practice ended and Ruggie took notice of what you left on the bench.

He looked around to find you while holding his food. Even though the dorm has its own set of tall students, it's hard to not take notice of you.

"You brought these? Thanks. I'll give Leona's share too but don't mind if I took some from his."

Leona Kingscholar

No matter how tall you are, you're still a herbivore in his eyes.

Although, he hated the fact that you somewhat reminded him of Malleus.

One good thing about Leona sleeping is that you could tell your worries to him without him telling anything. But sometimes he'd be awake, pretend sleeping, and gets annoyed by your rambling.

"If they bother you talk to them. Just don't get too noisy when I'm sleeping" type of thing would say.

You tried? I think. If talking with people isn't your forte, you tried to talk with gifts, touches, and eye-contact.

Although he gives half-assed advices, it kind of did help, sometimes.

So as a 'thank you' gift, you'd always fall in line first in the Cafeteria for the food he likes. (Even before Ruggie could stand in line)

Sometimes he's too lazy to even do his homework, Ruggie had to call you.

It was a habit of drawing doodles while helping Leona study. You'd pass him off notes with small drawings.

It made things easy to remember for this lazy lion.

"Have more faith in yourself, Herbivore."

Jack Howl

Jack Howl is a man, that I believe, that couldn't care less about what people look like. Everyone in the campus may feel intimidated by you but Jack would be that one person who will approach you if you seem to need help.

You tried to find words of what you will say but it was left in stares.

"I can't really know what your trying to say without any words..."

He'd try to find other ways to communicate with you without the use of talking. Overtime, he understood what you meant simply by looking at your eyes.

Whether it's assignments, projects, or exams, Jack will always be there to help. And you'd help him back too.

During Spelldrive tournaments you'd often give him an "Certain Victory" charm, to wish him luck in his games.

"Oh thank, I'll do my best!"

Without saying a word, your eyes sparkled with delight. He gave a large smile in return.

Win or not, he was happy to have a friend that wished him luck.

A/n: I kind of based reader from Aharen-san.

Requests are Open!

[writing-for-the-hell-of-it]

his angel in disguise ch 4

Come along see how y/n and Damian end up together In a bad place the doctor assassin y/n and killer assassin Vigilante Damian

"22 year old Damian stood all alone with the justice league tied up about the fight Slade Wilson as the battle gaged who is worried no one to back him up until she drops down she was there shadow he watched as spade jumped and she blocked as the entered a intense battle not knowing if they'd come out victorious"

See them grow and get through hard times watch him fall for her and her fall for him

character list

DISCLAIMER: I do not own dc or any other character In this unless started otherwise all dc character are from the Warner bros

⚠️WARNING⚠️ Blood cussing fighting some spicy seen no full on smut

May15th 9:30

The drive back to the cave was answered and quite i doubt that father even believes in his he’ll probably want a dna test and i still cant believe im leaving y/n all on her own for god knows how long mother wouldn't even tell me if there was any plans in place to aveng grandfather and if y/n will be put in harm's way without me there to protect her even tho she doesn't need my protection i still feel as tho i should be there to protector and i don't know when i will get to speak to mother or y/n i snap out of thought as We pulled into the batcave an old man who I presumed was  pennyworth

No ones pov  

“Welcome back, sir I presume this is the young man of whom you spoke'?” alfred said with what sounded like amusement 

 “Hello, Pennyworth. I've heard of you.”damian says finely speaking seans him and his father’s small convo 

“At your service, Master Damian.” damian looked around confused 

“Where are the rest of the servants?” 

“I am the sum total.” alfred spoke 

“You have only one servant'?” that was not what damian was used to he was used to big groups of servants  

“He's not a servant. He's a friend.” now that shocked damian even more he was so confused so he changed to topic

“So this is the fabled Batcave.Grandfather told us all about it.Smaller than I imagined.Very efficient, though.” 

“us?” bruce was confused 

“i mean me sorry” daiman didn't even realize he said us instead of me alfred sighed 

“He is the spitting image of you at that age. It's a bit chilling.” 

“Tell me about it.” bruce said  

“Look, you're gonna have to get him settled please I'm not sure how long he'll be here, but for the time being, this will be his home.”

“Of course master bruce” alfred then turned to damian 

“Would you like to see where you are sleeping?”

As they reach the room, Alfred opens the door. 

“I hope this isn't too cramped for you. That door heads to your bath.The other, to a game room.And you also have this far your amusement. Naturally, you have the run of the mansion.” alfred explained as damian wondered the room 

“Of course. I know that. Prepare some tea, Pennyworth. Brown sugar instead of white with fresh-cut lemon” damian didn't mean to sound rude but he was still annoyed from having to say good bye to y/n he didnt mean to have a attitude 

“Perhaps master would like some warm mixed nuts...and a moist hand towel.” now that just pushed damian over 

“Watch yourself, Pennyworth. I'm not so young that I don't understand sarcasm.” alfred rolled his eyes and as he walked out he said 

“While I am much too old to care” 

Damian settled in to his room as he got changed and began to hang his weapon and put his clothes away he stopped when he got to his drawing journals and art supplies they had sceneries of all there missions but two of the five journals were just drawings of y/n from over the years he stopped and began to look through them remembering eche one he did then he tucked them in to the bedside top draw there was a knock on the door then alfred walked in with damians tea he placed it on the table as damian watched then walked out damian pulled out the book he brought sat on the chair next to the small side table and drank his tea well he reads   

With y/n…

May 15th 8:15 pm

Talia went to check on y/n as the sailed away from the doc after dropping damian with his father  

Talia pov

I walk in to the back room to cheek on y/n i didn't know how she would hold up i mean her and damian have been attached at the hip seance they were little i knock on the door

“Come in” 

No ones pov

Talia walked i n to the room “hey how are you doing” she said as she sat down next to her on the bed 

“im ok so what's next from here”

“you know i was putting some thought and i think we should start with rebuilding the league but i think that we should bring back the elite guard” 

“you mean  your all female guard” 

“yes” 

“ok will you reach out to your sister” 

“ i don't know yet but i know would like you to run it” y/n was shocked Talia al Ghul's Elite Guard 

“you want me to run the One sect of the League was led by you made for you the one that consisted of only women. They most quick, skilled, and quiet when it came to gaining information and battling enemies. Although they honored Ra's al Ghul, the assassins took their orders from you. They were legendary you want ME to help you run it” 

“yes thats what i said its the forest part i want to rebuild the the rest of the league then we can finely plan the downfall of your father” 

“ok im in im her for whatever you need or where ever you me ok” 

“good now get some rest i will let you know when we get to the Island” 

“Ok”

Tallia had chosen to head to infinity Island  to regroup seance Nanda Parbat was no longer deemed safe it was the second home of the al ghuls were most of the female assassins were stationed there they will pick the new members of the elite guard and maybe bring some old members tho talia was still contemplating calling her younger sister but she did send someone to tell her of her fathers death they might just be half sisters she still did hold her dear in her hart and she was still involved in the training of damian and y/n 

[keiarchived]

Freshman Year

stoner!Atsumu x f!innocent!reader x stoner!Suna ft stoner!Osamu

warnings: Drug (weed), gangbang, oral (giving), anal, dubcon, fucking whilst high, university!au, sex tape, cockwarming, corruption kink, sleepy writing

words: 1.8k

To say you were inexperienced, naive and artless, they weren’t wrong. You’re the last person who would cheat on their essay and cause yet another headache to your lecturer. You’re the classic ‘goodie two shoes’ as Atsumu calls you, the same couldn’t be said about both Miya twins and Suna, however.

They are anything but good.

You should’ve listened to those whispers of warnings and rumours that made their way around the campus, how they’re the last people you’d want to get involved with despite their popularity among students. You either love them or hate them, there’s no in-between with valid reasons.

You don’t belong in their world, you know that. But it doesn’t stop Suna from wanting to strip the innocent of you. Maybe it's the way you smiled nervously at him or maybe the glare you gave Atsumu whenever he made those snarky comments, but one thing for sure is that he wants to show you what you’ve been missing.

“Suna...” It almost came out as a whine whilst your head fell back against his shoulder, dark iris swallowing those rings of colours whilst your lips parted delicately with a cute pout. “Hmm? What’s wrong?” He coo, arm resting snuggly and comfortably around your waist as he pulls you even closer to press a kiss on your temple. Chilling at the Miya’s with Suna and his friends has become a regular thing ever since your first proper encounter with him at the party, where your friend ditched you for another guy. Perhaps you should’ve seen through him before accepting his offer to keep your company that night, maybe then you could’ve avoided whatever this is between you and Suna. But would you’ve pushed him away if given the chance?

“Wan’ more...” You whimpered, earning a chuckle from the man as he peppered your cheeks with few more playful kisses before pulling away. “What do you want, princess? C’mon, use your words” Suna love to see it when you’re desperate like this in his arms, staring up at him with those bleary eyes, cheeks flustered and small hands trembling as you grasp at his jacket with wants. “Mmn... smoke... wan’ more of smoke...” You slurred between each hitched breath of yours, feeling a few pairs of eyes glued onto the both of you as Suna leaned closer after taking a drag of his blunt before letting the heavy white smoke slips past your plump lips like weightless velvet. Oh, if only you knew how alluring you are when taking every ounce of the fumes from him greedily. Close enough for both of your lips to slot together, but far away enough for a grin to tug at his lips before pulling away. “Still not used to taking it on your own hm?” Or maybe you just adore these tingles dancing against your skin every time Suna shotguns it to you, as if he’s feeding you his essence in the most sexual way possible.

“Ya babying her too much, Suna. Gonna end up spoiling her.” Atsumu wasn’t wrong, ever since his friend introduced you to an unfamiliar world of ecstasy, he has you wrapped around his fingers like a puppy on a leash. “Why not, jealous Tsumu?” You could barely listen to their conversation as a giggle slipped past your lips, Suna could still remember the time you took your first hit. Trying to copy him only for those bitter smoke tickles your throat, making you cough with tears swelling from your eyes. It was cute though, he praised you for being a good girl, done so well on your first try as he wiped away those tears before wrapping those legs around your waist to give you the fucking of your life and the rest was history.

It was Suna who got you addicted to... him.

“You bet, how come she’s always hanging off your arm when you guys aren’t even together?” Astumu scoffed as shifts from his seat, watching from the opposite sofa with a frown over his defined features. It is unfair really, how you’ve chosen Suna over anyone else. Atsumu would love to slips his arms around you once in a while too, playing with those pretty lips of yours whilst you get drunk of him instead.

Despite no strings attached between you and Suna, shaking your head no as soon as he mumbles softly under his breath, beckoning you to go sit with Atsumu but no — you didn’t want to. “Nnu...Wanna stay...” Instead, your grip tightens on the fabric of his jacket, snuggling further into him until your head is buried at the crook of his neck.

If only you’re sober enough to see the faint but taunting smug smile Suna have stretched across his lips as he shrugged at his friend, guiding you to sit properly on his lap instead with your back facing Atsumu. “Better luck next time.”

God knows how long you’ve been sitting like this, legs folded on either side of Suna’s lap as you rest against his broad shoulder. Pins and needles crawl up your numb legs, shifting with an uncomfortable whine. To think Suna would waste a perfect opportunity like this, you’d be wrong, especially when all if most of his companions are high off their heads to even notice what the two of you’re about to do. “Baby, want my cock?” Suna isn’t subtle about it either, bulge poking at your clothed core. The mention of his cock was enough to have your clouded mind runs wild, grinding against his clothes erection with an eager nod. This wouldn’t be the first time you’ve cockwarm Suna in front of other souls like this, Tsumu would shuffle towards the both of your and join in occasionally. Shotgunning you with his own blunt whilst lazily as he jerks off to your moans and tangle bodies. “What happened to the sweet innocent princess we knew?

As the time you spend with Suna and the Miya twins grew, so did your confidence. Becoming more familiar with the substance than you originally were, however. It was naive of you to think you could do this properly on your own without Suna here to keep you out of trouble because you’re a big girl who knows how to take care of herself. But instead, you have taken a pretty big hit, blame Atsumu. It was his idea to lower the amount of tobacco this time around, instead of feeling the familiar high you have with Suna; this is something way stronger.

How did you end up atop of Tsumu with his cock buried deep inside your dripping cunt, you have no idea. Only remembering fragments of things he had said to you prior to this, “Suna aren’t here is he? Shame. Let me be Suna tonight for ya, baby. Ride me inside, bet I could treat ya better than ‘im, c’mon baby, don’t be shy. It’s not like he’s ya boyfrien’ or anythin’.” That’s all you could remember before a snap of Atsumu’s hips snapped you out of your thought, drawing a meal from your lips. “C’mon, baby. Don’t hide that pretty voice from me now.”

Atsumu’s little plan would’ve been a success if it wasn’t for Osamu, consider it payback. Call him selfish if you want, but seeing his twin brother knocking the breath out of your lungs sparks his jealousy. Sure he could’ve joined in easily but what’s the fun in that?

Suna has been stood by the door for a while now, watching as you desperately bounces on Atsumu’s cock and moaning his name between each of those sloppy kisses. But still, that stoic face remained unbothered, maybe a twitch here and there but nothing major, the completely opposite of what Samu thought he would do. After all, despite Suna saying he doesn’t care nor does he wants you, everyone knows how much he cares for you enough to keep you around for as long as he has. Instead, Suna approached the two of you. Yanking your head up those sweaty locks of yours whilst you could barely register the shift in his eyes, “You knew this was gonna happen didn’t you? Just wanted an excuse to fuck Tsumu.”

He wasn’t wrong, both Miya twins shares the same face and it is hared to ignore their handsome features after all.

Osamu was dumbfounded when Suna positioned himself behind you instead, not only did he not have a good go at Tsumu but at the end decide to join too before prepping your rear end the best way he can before inching in, frowning as he does. “Fuck... just as I expected. You’re so fucking, right baby”

Neither one of them paid attention to Samu before Suna caught him palming at his jeans, only then did he come closer with his cock freed with one hand whilst the other holding a phone and hit record. You should see the way your lips parts whenever you’re close or the complete fucked our expression that suits you so well, no worries though; Samu will keep a good record seeing as how well you take all three of them together with Samu’s cock lodge deeply down your throat, stuffing you full with all ends.

At least this time you are not the only one who’s slurring nonsense as you came, Tsumu was the first one to pump you full of his cum first then it was Samu and lastly Suna. Showering you in praises and kisses before the younger Miya twin decides to take up the aftercare duty upon himself since Tsumu has already blacked out and Suna doesn’t look that far off either with the remaining blunt in his hand.

Samu is the gentlest of them all, washing you carefully as though you’re a glass doll. Having you put on one of his shirts and setting you on the kitchen counter whilst he cooks, earning small nods and hums from you whenever he asks you a question. Samu’s surprise you even managed to hold yourself this well before finally crashing against his shoulder, it was a struggle to get you to eat some food and drink some water but he did anyway.

Only for Suna to snatch you away again with a wave of his hand and a pat on his lap, you practically scrambled out from Samu’s arms and into Suna’s chest. Snuggling comfortably against him with a content smile on your face.

At the end of the day, you are Suna’s precious little princess. He’s the one who shown how to roll a joint, how to smoke from a bong and be a little rebellious. The Miyas twins could hook up with you as many times as they want, but he knows you’d be running back to him as soon as it is over.

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[silverdelirium]

Hi<3 can you turn the blurb “repay” into a full one shot ?

REPAY (FULL ONE-SHOT) | D.M

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABYYYY (draco) also this is kinda mixed with this ask: soft smut for dracos bday where hes a soft dom😩

and this one: Idk if you’re taking requests rn but Draco and overstimulation I’m-

this is kinda long im sorry

summary: sugar daddy draco on his birthday (can kinda be seen as not sugar daddy)

warnings: fluffy draco, oral sex, mirror sex, praising, overstimulating (?) size kink, daddy kink

———

“you all packed up my darling?” asked draco as he walked into the room to see you closing a suitcase. “yes baby, help me bring it downstairs please” you replied, slightly out of breath from trying to organize everything inside.

“of course” said draco, quickly walking forward and picking up the suitcase like a leaf, taking your hand and marching outside the room, down the stairs.

“i feel kinda guilty, i should be the one paying for this, it is your birthday after all” you pouted, head looking down. it was true, you were ashamed that draco was taking you out on his own birthday to paris.

“y/n we have talked about this. you next to me is all i need, besides we’re both enjoying ourselves aren’t we?” he answered rather sternly.

you nibbled on your lower lip and took a deep breath, your face contorting into a smile as you turned to give him a quick kiss.

——

draco palm was placed flat on the small of your back as you made your way up the jet’s stairs.

“woah” you chuckled as you saw the inside, it was huge. thank god for magic you thought as you made your way to a cozy living room, bookshelves against the walls, a door placed at the back which you assumed led to a bedroom.

“you like it?” piped up draco from behind you, making a path to the small kitchen. you eagerly nodded and giggled as you plopped down on the comfortable sofa “yeah, it’s cozy.”

——

you were ushered up by a soft pair of hands lightly shaking you. “darling, we’re here” spoke draco softly into your ear. you gave a hum of acknowledgment and stretched your arms above your head, spine subtly cracking in the process.

eventually, you sat up and watched tiredly as draco held out his hand to you.

you gave him a sheepish smile and took his hand. once you both boarded off the jet you looked behind you with a questioning look.

“what about our luggage dray?”

“that’s taken care of my love. come on, a cab will take us to the hotel”

——

“well, this is it.” stated draco, looking around the huge hotel room with an expecting look.

“draco! this is beautiful!” you beamed, eyes swimming in wonder as you took in the room, humongous bed, a walk-in closet, a door that you presumed led to a suite, huge mirror positioned on the wall in front of the bed, a small couch with a coffee table and tv, and your favorite part, a pair of glass doors that led to the balcony which gave you a clear view of the eiffel tower.

“i’m glad you like it bubs, come on i’ll show you around” smiled draco. dragging you through the whole room. saving the balcony for last.

“oh draco! this is so pretty” you gushed as your boyfriend showed you the balcony of the room, a perfect view of the city. it was truly romantic.

he smiled at you and came up behind you to envelop your waist in his arms.

“it was nothing my love, you with me is more than enough to make a perfect birthday” he said as he planted a few kisses on your shoulder, then leaning his chin on the top of your head to stare at the tower too.

you couldn’t be any happier, draco’s birthday spent in paris was a dream. you truly didn’t know how you could repay him. well, you kinda did.

your face had a mischievous grin as you turned around in draco’s arms and locked yours around his neck. “hi there” piped draco as he looked down at you.

“hi” you giggled as you planted seductive kisses on his chest. “something on your mind darling?”

“just wanna repay you is all, daddy. and a small birthday gift” you said as you pushed him back onto the room. he gave a low chuckle but obeyed and leaned forward, capturing your lips together as you guided him backwards onto the bed.

“baby we don’t have to” he reassured once his back was pressed against the bed, your form straddling him.

“i want to.” you reassured, unbuttoning his shirt and kissing down his chest.

once his shirt was off, he brought you back up, his slender fingers roaming underneath your dress. you moaned lowly when he kissed you again, tongue skillfully roaming your mouth.

now, he was the one rolling your dress up until it was off, pressing kisses down your stomach, a cheeky smile on his face when he saw a cute green lingerie set on you.

“my pretty baby, all for me.” he whispered, more to himself than you. dragging your panties down with his teeth.

“d-daddy- this is supposed to be about you.” you spoke shakily, a gasp emitting from you as he placed small kisses on your throbbing clit.

“just relax princess, i enjoy seeing you like this” he smirked, licking his lips in anticipation before grabbing your thighs and spreading them. then abruptly burying himself in between your legs, a loud moan of yours feeling the room.

his tongue enveloped your clit sensually, eagerly licking off your arousal while you whimpered above him. he hummed against you when his fingers teased your sopping entrance, caressing it.

“oh my goodness- draco!” you whimpered, looking down to see him staring up at you as he inserted two of his fingers, thrusting them in and out at your favorite pace.

you gave a wanton moan when he curled them, grazing your g-spot as his tongue swirled on your clit.

“im close dray!” you cried out, bucking your hips up.

draco mumbled a cum, lowering his mouth to your entrance, ready to lap up your juices.

you gave a loud pornographic moan as you came, muscles tensing and back arching. meanwhile draco released a moan from himself, drinking desperately at your arousal.

your mind was starting to fall into that foggy state after an orgasm as draco helped you get down from it, removing himself from you and slowly rising, pupils dilated when he saw your blissful form.

he leaned down and pressed a slow kiss to your mouth, a passionate one that had you tasting yourself. “so good baby” he breathed, sneaking his hands behind your back and unclasping your bra. letting your tits fall free, he squeezed one playfully in his hand before making quick work of taking the remains of his clothes off.

after giving his tall cock a few strokes, he positioned you so your head was hanging from the mattress, and since the bed frames were quite tall, you were right in line with his throbbing cock, tip red and oozing pools of pre-cum.

“think you can take it my pretty girl?” he questioned softly, knuckles brushing your cheeks. you gave a small yes and opened your mouth in anticipation.

draco chuckled at your eagerness and grabbed ahold of his cock, slowly inserting it into your mouth, a moan slipping from the feeling of your wet and warm mouth, your tongue already grazing his tip and lightly tracing the base.

you retrained a gag when he hit the back of your throat, your arousal now dripping onto the sheets despite your previous granted orgasm.

“shit baby” moaned draco as he saw the bulge that was formed in your throat, his thick cock outlined. “gonna play with this pretty pussy yeah?” he said, even though it wasn’t really a question, considering his fingers were already toying with your clit while he rolled his hips into your mouth delicately, careful not to overdo anything, yet.

you gave moan as he played with your clit with his thumb, ring and middle finger teasing your entrance, drenching the tips with your arousal.

draco shivered at the vibration and slipped his fingers inside, your hips bucking up to search for more friction. he started to thrust at a slightly faster pace, keeping his ears perked up in case you made a sound of discomfort. at the same time increasing the rhythm of his scissoring fingers, making sure that he was teasing your g-spot.

the room was full of moans and sometimes whimpers from the both of you, a gurgling sound accompanying it when draco gave a bit of a harsh thrust.

his thumb soothed your aching clit in figure eights, trying to get you closer to an orgasm as his balls flexed up, high at its peak.

it seemed to work, considering the way your thighs tried to close and a small wail came from you. and at the same time, you both came. his tip shooting cum down your throat, while your cunt made a mess on his fingers, much to his delight.

draco brought his free arm to pick your head up, still drawing out your orgasm with the other.

you sat up and immediately swallowed his load, then rapidly gasping as you searched for air.

giving a small whine when you felt his fingers slowly dragging out.

“you did amazing doll” spoke draco, leaning down to kiss your cheek, while his nails lightly scratched you belly in an attempt of calming your shaking legs from two orgasms in a row.

he softly moved you to lay in the pillows, making sure you were comfortable, he positioned himself above you once again and a familiar cocky smirk decorated his face.

you squinted your eyes in suspicion but said nothing. watching as he grabbed his wand from the nightstand and with a flick of it, a vibrator appeared mid-air.

“wha-”

“shh baby, you deserve an award after making daddy feel so good huh?” he teased, lifting his eyebrows quickly in a suggesting manner.

your eyes glinted with lust as you took in the toy. so you gave him a small smile and said, “yes daddy”

“good girl” he smiled, leaning down and delivering a sweet kiss to your lips.

he grabbed ahold of his once again erect cock and wasted no time, inserting himself in one go. making you cry out and toes curl. he set a decently fast pace and thrusted into you.

“mhm scream my name baby” he growled, turning on the vibrator and pushing it against your clit. “ah! dr-draco” you complied, back arching off the mattress as you squirmed underneath him.

“this pussy is mine, all mine” he said through clenched teeth, turning the vibrations higher.

“yes! all yours daddy!” you whined out, overused cunt clenching his cock and making him let out a groan, the pace faster but still passionate. hitting your g-spot every time.

it didn’t take you both too long to cum. after draco’s powerful thrust, the vibrations, it was too much for you, causing your orgasm to near faster. “daddy! im so close” you whimpered.

draco saw the way your face scrunched up in pleasure, the way your breasts bounced all over the place and how your pussy drowned his cock in arousal, making him give you a rapid nod. “me too sweetheart”

he turned the vibrator to the highest setting, and that sent you over the edge, coming without a warning. your loud cry silenced by a pair of lips.

draco’s hips stilled and he went as deep as he could go inside you, aiming his cum inside you. marking you as his.

you both detached from the kiss with a layer of sweat covering your skin, breathing heavy and messy.

he turned the vibrator off and chucked it aside, collapsing on top of you. “you’re fucking amazing” he breathed into your neck.

you wanted to thank him, kiss his head. but draco himself cut you off before you could even open your mouth, dragging your shaking body up to a sitting position and slightly forward, him moving behind you and letting you see your freshly-fucked state in the huge mirror.

in draco’s eyes you were nothing but a goddess, the most beautiful thing he could’ve ever come across. in your own, you were nothing but a hot mess.

“look at my baby, so so beautiful” he breathed out from behind you, hands wrapping around your waist and lifting you up until your sensitive pussy was in line with his somehow still hard cock.

“you’re gonna let me use this pussy again baby? look at how puffy it is for me” he taunted hands snaking to travel down and collect the forming wetness.

you shuddered at that, but still manage to babble a, “mhm” wanting him to feel the best he could tonight. and you would be lying if you said you didn’t want it.

“my big girl” he mumbled, kissing your neck as he lowered you onto him.

you cried out at the feeling of how he completely filled you up, draco groaning too.

“s-so good, daddy. you fuck me so good” you babbled, his fast yet soft strokes hitting the best places inside you.

draco’s hand reached up and squeezed your tit, still thrusting up inside you. “faster!” you moaned, thighs wet with both of your juices.

“who knew my baby liked it so rough huh? can barely take me like this.” he hummed, one of his fingers trailing to press the bulge that was formed on your stomach, his thick cock outlined faintly.

you shuddered as a few tears leaked from your eyes, the pressure amplifying the sensitivity and pleasure.

but he complied, leaning forward, therefore making your tits pressed against the silk sheets, a moan tumbling out when your nipples grazed them. he brought his hands back to press down on your back, arching it to its furthest, giving him perfect access to fuck you like he wanted to.

and he set and almost bruising tempo, massaging his hands on your ass, blinded by lust when he saw it jiggle.

“yes! right fucking there!” you sobbed, eyes connecting to his through the mirror. he smirked back at you and reached for the vibrator behind him, turning it on.

draco gave you a questioning look while holding up the toy, waiting for your nod of consent, which you gave rapidly.

“gonna have you making a mess on me princess” he groaned, still thrusting as he connected the vibrator to your clit.

you gave a scream at the sensation, more tears pouring out.

the room was once again filled with the obscene sound of wet skin against each other, moans accompanying it, plus a buzzing from the toy.

“oh shit, i’m close my love” purred draco from above you, still keeping eye contact through the mirror. “me too!” you babbled, spit running down your chin.

yet you weren’t really sure if you were even gonna cum, this feeling was much more intense than the usual orgasm.

“cum for me lovie, make a mess on me”

and you did, with a big moan you squirted all over him, draco’s hungry eyes enjoying the sight.

and that was more than enough to make him cum, giving sloppy thrusts and removing the toy as he came inside you for the second time that night.

you flopped down on the mattress, cheek pressed against the sheets. draco carefully pulled out, your pussy blowing out the cum.

“you never cease to amaze me baby” he whispered, getting up and heading to the suite to prepare a bath. you didn’t really hear him, mind too fuzzy and body trembling.

he came back after a few minutes, rolling you onto your back. “you’re my best birthday present sweetheart, i truly couldn’t have asked for something better” he said, leaning down to kiss your forehead as he took you into his arms.

he set you down on the tub filled with warm water and bubbles. “i had a present for you on my suitcase” you said timidly, expecting him to be mad since he asked you not to buy anything.

“gorgeous you didn’t have to, but thank you” he sighed, giving you a reassuring smile and climbing behind you. a nice dinner on the fancy restaurant across the street awaiting you both in about an hour, thanks to your reservation.

though you weren’t sure you could even stand up.

———

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