#p.s I want u I only want u I need u you're my everything I can't do this without u 😚

[gyubakeries]

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❆ 𝑑𝑎𝑦 9: pre-christmas dinner | k.mg

a/n: hi!! welcome to day 9 <333 be prepared to see some chef!mingyu haha :P i also must thank kyii and sousy for brainstorming with me for this fic, and a few others as well. love u guys <3

p.s. it definitely takes much more time to pull off an entire roast chicken, but for the sake of the fic, the process is relatively faster and mingyu is like, the masterchef or something. also im writing this the evening before a major exam and im just as cooked as the first chicken lol.

word count: 1.2k contents: mingyu x gn!reader , established relationship , ceo!mingyu , cooking , theyre gonna roast a chicken for funsies , good chef!mingyu , clumsy helper!reader , fluff , christmas fun , one (1) chicken was ..... cooked too well in this fic , im sorry chicken (or not...) , read to find out why <3

"baby! i'm home!" mingyu calls out, and that's all it takes for you to come out to the living room, only to be met by the sight of your giant of a boyfriend dragging in huge bags.

"you said you were going to buy some ice-cream," you raise an eyebrow at mingyu. "so, either you bought an entire year's worth of cookies 'n cream, or you bought stuff that we didn't need."

"you know how i get at grocery stores, especially the large, gourmet ones," mingyu pouts. "everything looks so good."

"this is exactly why you need to let me buy groceries," you sigh, grabbing one of the bags and starting to empty the contents. "your bank account won't thrive for long."

"please, we both know i have more than enough money to live comfortably," mingyu sasses. you turn away from the pantry, where you were putting away the organic pasta mingyu had bought, to face your boyfriend.

he looks absolutely adorable like this; beanie nearly slipping over his eyes, large figure bundled up in a sweater and crouching in front of the fridge, stuffing two boxes of something in the freezer.

in moments like these, it's almost impossible to imagine mingyu as the CEO of a high-tech company. trying to visualize him in the crisp suits he wears to work feels like a distant dream, especially when at home, he's just the embodiment of a golden retriever, always so soft and loving.

"yeah, i know mr. ceo," you snicker when he plops down on the floor, complaining of a backache because of crouching at a weird angle. "you don't have to flex your money."

"i'm not flexing," mingyu defends himself with wide eyes. "just saying; we could totally quit our jobs and travel the world, and we'd still have enough money to buy your dream house in the countryside of france."

"we'll see about that," you laugh. just as you finish putting all the groceries away, your stomach starts rumbling. "what's for dinner?"

"roast chicken," mingyu hums, and you notice him flitting around the kitchen, gathering spices, sauces, herbs, and lots of other things.

"you're kidding," you deadpan. "you're gonna roast a chicken?"

"yes!" mingyu grins at you, patting a box placed on the counter. "mr. chicken is here. i'm just going to let him marinade for a while before we roast."

"you're insane," you gape at how professional he looks, washing an entire chicken, patting it dry, mixing together a quick marinade, covering the chicken in it and setting it aside in a matter of thirty minutes.

"again, why aren't you a full-time chef?" you ask him. you're both munching on some snacks while he waits for the oven to finish pre-heating and the chicken to rest in the marinade.

"because i only want my baby to eat my cooking," mingyu answers, stealing some of your chips.

"you've literally cooked for all our friends."

"okay, my baby and our friends."

"and what about our future children? won't you cook for them?" you tease, and as usual, mingyu whines.

"y/n, you know what i meant," he sulks. "i didn't want to turn something i love doing into a profession that i may end up hating."

"well, i'm lucky to have experienced your amazing cooking skills," you remark, and mingyu rolls his eyes affectionately. "if you're trying to sweet talk me into giving you the last slice of cheesecake in the fridge, it's not gonna work."

"aw man," you frown, and mingyu presses a kiss to your cheek as compensation. as if on cue, the oven's timer dings, and mingyu springs into action. he takes the chicken out of the fridge, and you watch in awe as he preps a baking tray, places the chicken in it, and puts it in the oven.

he finally finishes fiddling with the settings of the oven and comes over to you, expression serious.

"babe, i have an online meeting right now. the chicken's gonna be in for an hour. can you keep an eye out for when the oven timer rings? i should be done by then, but if i'm not, just carefully take it out of the oven and set it on the counter, okay?"

"got it, chef," you mock salute, and he smiles, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. "stay alert okay? you do remember what happened last time with the cake, right?" mingyu teases.

"i got distracted by the show! it could happen to anyone," you cross your arms.

"i know, but i don't want a repeat of that," mingyu chuckles. "cleaning burnt cake wasn't exactly fun."

"i promise, gyu, i'll be extra attentive this time," you assure him, and he heads into the study for his online meeting.

to no one's surprise, you completely miss the timer.

your best friend had called you fifteen minutes after the chicken had started cooking, and what was supposed to be a five minute call regarding what dress your friend should wear to her boyfriend's office party, turned into more than an hour of gossiping about your respective office colleagues.

you only notice something is wrong when you smell something burning, and it hits you then.

the chicken.

apparently, mingyu too had smelled the burning, because he's already grabbing the tray out of the oven and placing it on the counter.

the chicken is burnt, and there's no way of salvaging it.

"min, i'm sorry-" you gasp, mortified by your mistake. "i swear i was trying to-"

"it's okay," mingyu shakes his head, setting the tray down in the sink, leaving the disaster of a roast chicken to cool before he attempts to scrape it off the tray. "i kinda thought this may happen, so i got reinforcements."

you watch with furrowed eyebrows as mingyu walks over to the fridge and pulls out another box, revealing yet another whole chicken.

the entire situation seems absurd, and all you can say is, "were they twins??"

mingyu bursts into laughter, and so do you. it's hilarious seeing his six foot-something figure double over as he nearly falls to the ground because of how hard he's laughing.

"babe, you're so silly," he wheezes, trying to catch his breath. "i just got a backup chicken, in case something went wrong with the first one."

"and you didn't bother to check if they were from the same family?" you gasp in mock offense.

"my bad," he raises his arms in surrender. "in my defense, the burnt one kinda looked like this one's cheating ex, which is why it has to go in the trash."

"hm, i'll allow it then," you nod, face serious, as if you both weren't making up ridiculous stories about chickens of all things.

"anyways, now, all you have to do is sit back, while i cook this one," mingyu instructs you.

"it was a mistake," you pout, crossing your arms and leaning against the kitchen counter. mingyu crosses over to you and pecks your lips. "i know it was baby, and it's okay. you can help me with the marinade this time, okay?"

(the way your eyes lit up in joy makes mingyu feel like he'd be okay with any food burning, as long as it gets you this happy to help him redo it.

god, he'd buy you all the chickens in the world, just to see you like this.)

- fin.

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[angelofviscera]

i have literally not been able to stop thinking about the good luck babe head in your heads i miss my wife version u made like yeah. i do!! the amount of unimportance in what i’m saying right now is astonishing babe but i just wanted to say that every time u change the lyrics to a song u make it infinitely funnier and i lose it completely. why they still let me say things to u is beyond me but i love u mwah <3

nothing u say is unimportant to me babe, the only astonishing thing I see here is u baby 💐💘!!!!! I loveeee talking to u every time I get a message or an ask from u I go !!💗!!��!! 💚!! I really do love and value everything u say!!! they still let u say things to me because I'm forcing them to!!!!! because I'm so in love with u!!! I want to hear whatever's on your mind whenever u want <3 if u wanna whisper I swear I wanna listen <33 spinning in circles bouncing off the walls yipppeeeee I have the pleasure of making my girl laugh!!

[chrissdollie]

Dad Bakugo x mom reader - I need more children in my life 😭✋🏾

def calls his kid "squirt" and "buddy"

in mY universe, he has a boy and a girl bc he needs the best of both worlds

CALLS YOU "MA" GOODNIGHT

we all know he wakes up really early, earlier than you even, so he's the one to check on the babies/kids every morning to see if they're ok :)

definitely keeps schedules of you and your kids days like exams, report cards, if they're going to a friend's house, etc

yk how most kids tend to be like "ewwww" whenever their parents kiss?? not ur kids nono. first of all, your son is the quieter one. not that he's not talkative, he just has a little bit of a hard time expressing himself. anyhow, his sister is very loud. but either way, they both think its sweet. your daughter even said something like "i hope my husband kisses me like that" once (when she was an older kid tho lol)

your son goes to talk to you a lot. he adores you so so much. but one day when he wanted to hang out with you, you weren't home. you were busy running errands while katsuki was at home watching tv. your son started crying and katsuki was like wtf?? eventually, your son grew accustomed to speaking to katsuki. as he got older, he actually talked to him more than you.

teaches your son how to be a man :,) katsuki knew he was bitchy in his younger years and he didn't want either of his kids to be like him. he taught them both manners and how to properly have a conversation.

little pitter patter of their feet ran into your guys' shared bedroom on christmas morning and began jumping your bed. katsuki groaned and rubbed his eyes aggressively. "it's christmas, mommy!" your little boy shouted. "wake up daddy!!" your daughter shouted in his ear. "alright alright you rugrats"

at your daughter's kindergarten graduation (idk if everyone had this but i did lmao), katsuki was tearing up and although he tried to hide it, he had to remain the strong one while comforting you while you bawled your eyes out.

p.s your daughter is the oldest

when she brought home her first boyfriend... ooo chile

i see a lot of people writing how katsuki would act up but tbh in his older years, i think he'd be a lot more mature. he'd greet the dude politely and treat him like he would any of her friends

btw lemme just say: your daughter is a mommy AND daddy's girl. she loves u both insanely

honestly while eating dinner with the boyfriend or something, katsuki would be very blunt and not pay too much mind to him LMAOO he'd be like "'tis is great, doll" as if you don't cook dinner every week and it's only when your daughter brings up how he wants to work at katsuki's angency, where he perks up

"oh shit, no kiddin'?" and you smack his arm lightly.

well this changes everything! he practically gave the kid his blessing. "welcome to the family son"

your son doesn't really care about them together, he just doesn't wanna see his big sis get hurt. lets say that your son is 15 and your daughter is 17. "so, bf/n. have you fucked her?"

you almost spit out your drink like a cartoon. your daughter is shook, katsuki's rage from UA is all coming back to him, and the boyf is scared for his life

you, katsuki, and your daughter have a little talk after dinner

"use condoms" kats stated. "i- WH- nono you can have sex next year." you corrected but ur daughter is like huh?? "wha why next year?" you scoff. "because you'll be a legal adult thats why." "no offense, momma, but that's really dumb. when did you and dad start having sex?" she folded her arms. katsuki shrugged. "like i said, use condoms."

you and your daughter gossip like crazy alr?? ur like the gilmore girls except you're married and didn't get pregnant at 16 (almost)

and this is nothing new to katsuki, he's heard u guys gossip trillions of times. but when he found out you guys talked abouy HIM TOO??

he busts into the room. your daughter squeals and runs behind you. "hi honeyy-" he shushes you, "you guys talkin' shit 'bout me?" "nope" you guys say in unison. "there's this other guy, uh.."

[astraystayyh]

skz quotes series masterlist

these are the fics i am currently working on, where the quote is part of the dialogue or it inspired the fic as a whole!! brainstorming these was very fun, i hope you'll enjoy reading it <3 2/8 done.

chan x reader. soulmates!au. strangers to lovers.

in a world where you can only see colors once you meet your designated soulmate, you already know that you and chan weren't destined for another. but maybe, just maybe, the stars were wrong about you both.

"on purpose. i love him on purpose." - Casey Mcquinston.

Echoes of love- minho x reader. lovers to (one sided) strangers. memory loss trope. [posted]

if given the choice to, would you love minho again? yes, you would've once said in a heartbeat. but now, you aren't sure of your response anymore.

"to love someone is to firstly confess, I'm prepared to be devastated by you." - Billy-Ray Belcourt.

changbin x reader. fwbs with so much emotional and physical tension.

things were clear and simple between you and changbin- a strictly physical relationship with no strings attached. until those same threads bursted at the seams, making you question everything you thought you knew about him.

"if i kissed you right now, i don't think I'd be able to stop." - unknown. & "please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it" - Mikko Harvey

hyunjin x reader. art students. forced proximity. slow burn. hanahaki disease!au.

working on an assigned art project for three months with hyunjin is an easy task, right? not so much when you're both exactly what the other is afraid of, and simultaneously, terribly longing for.

"f i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more." - Jane Austen.

Volcano- han x reader. enemies to friends to lovers. uni au. [posted]

you've never gotten along with han, your mutual prejudices ruining any prospect of friendship between you both. but you slowly realize that you are more similar than what you originally thought- your darkness recognizing his, and his light yearning for yours.

"I'll take care of you. it's rotten work. not to me, not if it's you." - Anne Carson.

felix x reader. exes to lovers. second chances. [au is yet to be determined]

in which you meet your ex felix years down the road, and you realize that maybe, just maybe, the love never truly deserted your heart.

"for a while it was love, wasn't it? for me, it was love." - Unknown.

seungmin x reader. best friends to lovers with a taste of unrequited love.

seungmin believed he was content with only being your friend. of being the one picking up pieces of you that others carelessly broke. but in the depths of his bruised heart, he desperately needed you to stitch him back together, for once.

"oh god, please. please. love me. love me. desperation sits heavy on my tongue." - a.m.

jeongin x reader. strangers to lovers.

jeongin hated the commute he took daily from his hometown to his work in Seoul. Until the day you stepped in the train and sat on the seat facing him, changing his view of this train ride, and his life.

"on the train we swapped seats, you wanted the window and i wanted to look at you." - Mahmoud Darwish

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p.s: if u happen to know whose the owner of these quotes, please tell me. most of them come from tiktok slideshows ajdjdh

[vilevenom]

hurt comfort for fem branch please 😭

I hc her as autistic so maybe male poppy reassuring her

Ik u don't really care ABT the genders, but I'm heavy projecting on branch cause I kin him and I am DYING today

Thank you SO SO SO much for writing it if you decide to

HELLO ANON!

I am SO sorry that you sent this ask around a week ago and I'm only able to give you something now. I also hope I'm not posting this too late for you 😕 (This is the first night on my vacation I've managed to dig my laptop out) I wrote this pretty quick, and I didn't give it a good read over to properly edit it, but I hope you like it, and that you're doing okay ❤️❤️❤️ P.S-I'm not well verse in regards to austism, so I'm not super comfy writing it. I used my own experiences with overstimulation and sensory overload to write this

It had been…a day. An overwhelming, awful day. And it wasn't even close to being over yet.

Branch had woken up feeling like today wasn't necessarily going to be a bad day, but she knew it wasn't necessarily going to be a good day, either. Of course, that had been before she'd even gotten out of bed. Once she'd pushed herself up and threw her legs over the side, she'd near instantly knew the day was going to be a struggle. The floor was too cold under her feet, none of her clothes felt like they fit on her body quite right, every light was either too bright or too dark, and none of the food in her bunker was appetizing.

Things only got worse when Poppy showed up to drag her out for the morning music routine. She'd gone, of course. She couldn't let Poppy down. However, stepping outside had proven to be the worst decision she'd made yet. The sun was far too bright, and everyone in the village was so loud. And there were just so many trolls participating in the music number, it made her feel like she was in a teeny, tiny room, instead of out doors.

Thankfully, once the song was done and over with, she managed to sneak away quickly to catch her breath and recenter herself somewhat, before Poppy found her once again. She was invited to breakfast with the Snack Pack, which she felt obligated to accept, despite her negligible appetite. She thought, perhaps, she could get away with picking at a muffin while sitting next to Poppy so the King of Pop could direct and hold conversation without needing much, if any, input from her. Unfortunately, that was not to be the case, as Poppy kept prompting Branch to speak. It was exhausting.

Finally, once breakfast was over Branch thought she was at last free and clear. She bid farewell to the snack pack and tried to sneak away, but Poppy wasn't having any of it. He appeared in front of Branch just as she thought she had made it to safety.

"CUPCAKES! Poppy," Branch wheezed, patting at her chest as her heart felt like it was trying to escape her chest. To say that the surprise had also caused her irritation and irritability to spike was also an understatement. She scowled without thought at the pink troll, a low growl escaping her. "What is it?!"

Poppy looked distraught at Branch's anger, shrinking in on himself a little. "Sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I just wanted to know if you wanted to come with me while I go take care of some errands around the village before lunch with Nova Swift to talk about an upcoming fashion show."|

Branch immediately deflated at Poppy's apology, though she still felt like she might explode if prodded just the wrong way. "No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap," she sighed, rubbing at her forehead, "You know I would normally love to join you around town, but today I just-" She groaned and waved her hands through the air. "I don't know how to describe it. Today everything just feels like too much. I don't think I can handle any more…anyone."

Poppy blinked, obviously a bit surprised by Branch's response. Which was to be expected, really. What troll didn't like to socialize and make plans for big events? Branch knew, even after all the work she'd put in to being a better troll, she was still very much an odd one out.

"Oh," Poppy hummed, rubbing his hands together for a moment, before giving a little nod. "Okay."

It was Branch's turn to blink in surprise, not having expected Poppy to take her at face value so easily or quickly. "Wait…really? You're okay if I skip out on today?"

Poppy's face melted into a warm smile, offering a quick nod. "Of course, Branch. You've been doing so much around the village lately, you deserve a day to relax."

"Oh, thank you," Branch felt her shoulders slump as her chin fell to her chest. She heard Poppy chuckle and only jumped slightly when she felt his hand land on her shoulder.

"Of course! You know I just want you to be comfortable and happy."

"Thanks, Poppy," Branch hummed, offering Poppy a strained smile.

"Any time. Now, let's get you back to the bunker," Poppy said as he moved behind Branch to gently take her by the shoulders and direct her towards her bunker.

Everything seemed like it was going relatively well after that, and Branch shuffled towards her bunker with Poppy following shortly behind. That was, of course, until a random troll suddenly jumped from the bushes in front of them screaming about an impromptu dance party. Branch bristled as Poppy froze behind her and music erupted from every direction, while trolls hurried into the area to start dancing and singing along to the music.

Branch felt like her head was going to explode, quickly lifting her hands to her ears to try and block out some of the sound. She squeezed her eyes shut, a quiet whimper leaving her even as he breathing began to quicken, along with her heart beat. The world felt like it was closing in around her as she curled in on herself, crouching down and just barely resisting the urge to wrap herself protectively in her hair.

It took a solid minute for Branch to register hands on her shoulders again, let alone the fact that someone was even talking to her. She blinked a few times, feeling like she was clearing her vision of static until she could see Poppy crouched in front of her.

"Poppy?"

"There you are! C'mon, Branch. I'm going to get you out of here," Poppy said over the din of the other trolls in the area partying.

Branch simply nodded, watching in mild confusion as Poppy turned and gestured towards his back. "Up you get, come on," Poppy urged, finally making Branch realize that the King was offering her a piggy back ride. Sluggishly she moved, struggling to get her limbs to cooperate.

Once Branch was settled over Poppy's back with her face buried in bright pink hair, the King began to move quickly through the crowd, easily and effectively dodging around anyone that tried to get him to dance. Somehow, he managed to get away from the spontaneous party and got Branch back to the bunker. He didn't let her down, however, until the two were down the elevator and in Branch's living room. Carefully, he deposited her on her couch, quickly whisking away to fetch a glass of water, pressing it into her slightly shaky hands when he returned to her.

"You okay?"

Branch shook her head, feeling like her voice was stuck in her throat, unable to verbally respond.

"Okay. What would you like to help make you feel better?"

A quiet whine escaped Branch, her shoulders shifting up to her ears, eyes downcast, wishing she could force her voice to work, but nothing was forthcoming. She would love nothing more than to respond to Poppy, who was being so kind and caring, only to receive silence back.

After a beat Poppy snapped his fingers, causing Branch to jump and stare at him with wide eyes. "Oops," he laughed awkwardly, "Sorry. But, uh, how about we stick to yes or no questions? That way you can just nod or shake your head?"

Branch perked up and gave a little nod, a wobbly little smile making its way onto her face.

"Okay, perfect! Would you like a blanket?"

Branch thought for a moment, before giving a short nod. Poppy grinned and was off like a shot, returning not a minute later to carefully drape a thick, cozy blanket around Branch's shoulders. It took her a moment to recognize it was one of her favorites to snuggle up with. Poppy must have noticed one of the times he was over to hang out.

"All right! Now, you've got water already. And it's nice and quiet down here. Would you like company? And by company, I do just mean me," Poppy said with a little grin. Branch let out a near silent laugh, before nodding slightly, thought she frowned after a beat, opening her mouth, only to snap it shut again a moment later with a little look of concern on her face.

Poppy frowned, only to chuckled and move to sit next to Branch on the couch. "Oh, don't worry about the village. I'm sure they'll be fine without me."

Branch let out a breath, humming quietly with a nod, forever grateful that somehow Poppy could read her like an open book. She took a few tentative sips of her water before setting the glass aside, then turned a mild look of trepidation towards Poppy. It lasted for only a moment before she let out a huff of breath, a mild scowl of determination settling itself on her face. Poppy offered a lopsided, confused smile as Branch shifted around on the couch, tossing half of the blanket over Poppy's shoulders, before curling up next to his side.

"Oh," Poppy breathed, a slow grin working its way across his face, before he settled his arm around Branch's shoulders and tugged her more firmly into his side. "Yeah, you know I'm always good for cuddles," he sighed, resting his cheek against Branch's hair, more than pleased to feel her breathing even out where she was pressed against his side.

[sugar-omi]

Okay so we've had leaving Cove for Baxter but what about an uno reverse card here? A post step 4 scenario where MC leaves Baxter and figures out they've always loved Cove?

P.S. Love, love, live your writing!!!

im so glad you sent this!! tysm for the praise<333 i feel like this could relate to this: question abt the reverse also i didn't think abt it then, n maybe i said this but to finish that thought. (eta now that ive linked it, BABE U LITERALLY RAMBLED STFU<///3) but baxter accepts your feelings bc he's desperate for love and he's pined after you for years. ALTHOUGH if i were to write it canonically, he would be so offended that you'd even bother and encourage you to leave cove before you hurt him. cove would do the same, if you confess to him he would Instantly lose all respect n interest in you and would all but spit at you if you did BAXTER WOULD ACTUALLY CALL YOU DISGUSTING AS WELL... i like to imagine cove would bc yk, i like the parallel, but he wouldn't and he'd prbly go "is that what you think of me?" bc he'd feel like a piece of meat in that situation

tags : Angst (w happy ending for you), Hurt/Comfort, breaking up w baxter, unrequited to requited love, falling out of love w baxter

synopsis : you break up with baxter because you realize you don't love him anymore. then you realize someone else is piquing your interest...

baxter is surprised, but he also expected this...

lately you'd been pulling away, and you've been lost in thought. and he's walked in on you crying a few times and you didn't want to explain to him why.

he feels his blood go cold, and he feels pressure wash over him.. he tries not to cry or choke up when he speaks.

he has to act like a gentleman. he needs to be understanding. he needs to be the strong one because you're sitting on the floor and crying, apologizing and hiding your face in your hands.

your sobs and shaky form hurts him more. he knows it's not your fault. it's his, in all honesty.

he left you so cruelly 5 years ago, and even though you've been together for a year and shared many happy moments with hushed giggles and loving kisses, you couldn't find the same love for him as when you were young.

baxter tries not beat himself up, pushing down his darker minds degrading chorus...

he puts a hand on your head, smoothing his palm over his pants. his palm hurts from digging his nails into it.

tonight is going to be rough. tomorrow will be harder.

"it's okay y/n. we had a good time together right?" baxter smiles. although the thickness of his voice makes you tuck in on yourself more.

he continues soothing you, ignoring the tears in his eyes. "i understand... we're so different now, it's not surprising it didn't work."

baxter's humorless and watery laugh makes you cry more, and you know he's crying now too. "we should stop looking back on the past now." baxter pets your head, trying to milk the last bit of affection from your dying relationship.

he feels like his world is opening up.

you turn your face away and wipe roughly at your tears. you know you look like a mess, but you feel so overwhelmed, and you have enough shame to not want to face baxter.

you finally look up at him, baxter lifting his gaze from his knees to look at you, glazed amber staring back at you. your heart clenches.

even though you don't love him the same way anymore, this kills you all the same.

"i'll... get my stuff tomorrow." you whisper.

cove was torn when you got with baxter.

he's always loved you, and when you still pined for baxter even after that summer, he got accustomed to putting his feelings aside to let your relationship grow.

but now you were sitting on his couch, looking distant at his fish tank.

your eyes were blurred with tears, and it took everything to curl yourself into the corner of the couch.

"y/n?..."

...

cove goes to call out again- "yeah?" you mutter, your words tiny and soft. weak. forced.

"what can i do for you?" cove wanted to gather up all your pain and take it away. so that the only thing left was for you to be happy.

...

you lick your lips, fixing your feet that were sliding off the cushion.

"i don't know. nothing for now." you turn and try to smile. "this is okay for now, i'm sorry for bugging you i..."

you swallow. "i don't wanna be alone right now."

cove comes closer, wrapping his arms around you, hiding your face in his neck. "i don't mind, i'll always be here for you."

it's silent for a long moment, the only sound being the TV cove didn't turn off at your insistence.

less sound meant your thoughts were louder.

you focused on the trickling water of the tank and it suddenly made you aware of how dry you were after crying.

you wrestle your arm free from the blankets and cove's hold, and you feel him watching your every move.

after drinking half the glass, you lean into cove's chest and take in the sound of his heartbeat.

cove is the only thing that keeps your head from spinning and the world from crashing.

you huff. this is frustrating. you're frustrated with everything, mostly with yourself.

"do you... wanna talk now?" cove inquires gently, rambling about how you don't have to but it might help.

you don't say anything for a bit, tracing the waves and lines of cove's tattoo.

"..even though i pined for him for so long..." you start, slowly letting the words come to you. "i thought this was it, i thought i was over him leaving me. but..."

you start to cry, so you sit up to turn around, hiding your face in your hands.

"i spent so long being sad that.."

"i spent so long being angry that.."

"i spent so long being angry then sad and missing him that.."

you swallow, muttering. "that i didn't even realize when i stopped loving him..."

it's quiet. and you don't look up to see if cove heard, but you assume he did since he asks a interesting question...

"then.. why are you so sad? i mean i get it, but..." cove groans, trying to word his thought carefully and correctly.

"i'm sorry.. it just seems like you're upset about something else, too..."

you exhale shakily, despising the tears still pouring from your eyes.

you take in what cove asked, debating what to say before you speak. "i thought this was what i wanted, but now i..." you start crying, overwhelmed.

cove just pulls you back into him, deciding that was enough talking for tonight, and now it was just about cheering you up.

it's been a few months, things are... different. some days are difficult. but most of them are better, just a bit mellow.

it took a bit, but your new apartment finally feels like home, and you can sit in the silence and solitude of it without feeling like your chest is caving in.

at least for today.

you and cove laugh, falling onto your new mattress after finally getting it through the door.

after the giggles die down, you flip over and look at cove. "thanks for helping."

cove turns his head to smile at you, "nah. derek did most the work."

"well, he's not here to receive my 100th thanks, so just take it."

cove laughs heartily.

lately, cove has started to look more handsome. ethereal, in fact. and you can't look away..

"y/n?.."

you hum, looking back at the ceiling. fuck you got caught.

"you're doing it again y'know?"

you whip around to look at cove, who has a smug grin on his face. "what? that's the second time you've said that! what does it even mean?!" you exclaim, slapping cove's chest with the back of your hand.

he laughs joyously, "like you're thinking philosophical thoughts!"

you roll your eyes, "ooo big words there, ocean boy. wouldn't you like to know about my philosopher thoughts." you mock, teasing cove with a grin you don't bother to fight coming across your lips.

"yep." cove pops the 'p', simply agreeing that he wants to know what's on your mind.

you watch each other in silence, and your eyes fall on his lips and he parts them to speak but you beat him to it, muttering lowly and if it wasn't for the emptiness and tranquility around you, he wouldn't have heard it.

"i'm thinking about how pretty you are..."

cove stills, you can hear his breath hitch and he stops breathing for a moment.

you continue, letting the water flow now that you've opened the gates.

"i know you've always had a crush on me, and please don't think i'm playing with you.." you swallow, keeping eye contact so as to will yourself to go on, although the depths of cove's glassy eyes make you flatter a bit.

you curl your fingers into your palms, keeping yourself from petting his cheek.

"at some point i started to.. realize just how much you are there for me. and i.." you lick your lips, "i love you."

cove starts to cry, and to that he sits up to hide his face.

you sit up as well, reaching out to cove's back. you don't know if you should touch him or not...

he cries for a bit. eventually, you do reach out, curling your fingers in the fabric of his shirt. you can't bring yourself to come closer, not sure how to comfort cove or if you even should, but you want him to know you're still here and waiting.

waiting for what? you're not sure.

waiting for him to seek your comfort? waiting for him to reject you? either way, you're waiting, and he turns around when he finally stops the waterworks.

"y-you mean it?" cove chokes, and you nod.

"yeah." you whisper, like any louder approval and it'll come off as half-hearted.

he pauses for a moment, looking at you. searching your gaze and trying to pick your brain apart.

"did you... break up with baxter because you...?" he can't say it, like he's not allowed to. like if he says it, it might shatter.

"love you?" you finish, "no. breaking up with baxter had nothing to do with you or my feelings for you."

"good, good..." cove repeats, sagging a bit in relief. "can i ask you one last question?"

"anything, cove." you assure, antsy to what will come out of his mouth. maybe this is all leading to rejection, but at least he'll know you loved him.

"you aren't saying that because i helped you through your breakup, right?" cove approaches softly. he doesn't mean to offend you, and you take none.

"no!" you lean forward, snatching up cove's hands. "i didn't say it right earlier.. what i meant was, i stopped seeing you as just a friend." you fret a bit, softening as you think about how you see cove now.

"i was hung up on what i couldn't have with baxter, and i know it sounds bad, but once i realized i was living in my head too much and didn't even know what i was feeling until after the fact.."

you intertwine your hands with cove's, looking up at him. "i realized life was so much better than in my head, and there was, is, someone greater than i could ever imagine."

you don't realize it until cove reaches up to wipe some tears from your cheeks. you laugh, "you're crying too, dummy."

cove laughs, holding your hand against his cheek.

"i've been waiting so long to hear you say that." cove cringes, "well... maybe too long. you're so hard to get over, i could never do it..."

cove looks at you with affectionate eyes.

"does this mean..?" you question, a bit egear but holding your horses.

cove laughs and nods. "yeah. i love you too, y/n."

you beam, taking his face in your hands and resting your foreheads together. "we'll take it slow, if it helps."

cove flushes, feeling a bit bold and is flustered by the fact. "not too slow, i've been waiting almost 17 years for this."

cove is the one to close the gap, swallowing your words before you can tease him, laugh, or agree.

you let him, letting cove pull you down to earth again and into him, as he always does.

[wonryllis]

MOOT GAME : " put your moots and their biases in a prompt generator and rate them!! "

only if u want to ^^

、ㅤ🍓 ⋆ ࣪ 午 MOOTS IN PROMPT GENERATOR ᵎᵎ

that's such a creative game! loved doing this!! since this is an enblr account i've only done enha bias,, included everyone except those who have left or are inactive or whose bias i don't know. (p.s. @okwonyo this is the one i suspected was you :) ( MUTUALS )

@jaesvelvet ( cha )

jay. cuteee 8/10 and then taking pictures and getting sad when the cast comes off but really like drawing on cast is therapeutic.

sunghoon. that's straight up soft romance like ahhh 10/10 sucks for that friend to see y'all lovey dovey even in sleep but that's literally the purest thing everrrr

heeseung. now this is my thing, we're getting on to the real deal everything/10 can read this trope thousand times and still love love love it though cha it'll be pretty sad for you bae.

@hoes4hoseok ( piper ) & @heelvsted ( rin ) & @boyfhee ( caelin )

jay. this is crack, full of crack but this trope is saurrr good one of the best of all times and piper would probably elevate it even further obvious x obvious 11/10 we all love that don't we.

heeseung. oh my god rin you living in a f2l fanfic this is so good and cute and fluffy like 17/10 imagine lee heeseung cheering you up with his silly jokes and rizzless(full) attempts at flirting. if you ain't falling for him there's and then, then you are god's strongest soldier.

heeseung. this is 1000000/10 this is so unique, don't know if it's cael's cup of tea but it's definitely mine! crack and romance,,, next level of crack like imagine cael getting her enemies to lovers arc after becoming a ghost and scaring the daylights out of people, fun right?

@jangwonie ( fae ) & @atrirose ( seiu ) & @jungqkook ( aurora/haru )

jungwon. this is totally my type again, the sick in love would do anything to see you happy tolerate all your shit, find it adorable ... 99/10 those lovesick eyes that watch you tell the most unhinged thing and think of how much they love you and how cute you are and how much you mean to them. like okayyyyy that's love.

riki. so cute so cute so cute so cute,,, love/10 literally so good sei is living in her own yn world and we are all just side characters. and not to mention this is so riki too he'd definitely fight and then somehow be discovered by the one he has feelings for and they boom the awkward confession and kiss ahhhhh i'm in love with this prompt,, kinda manga vibes which i loveeee

heeseung. noooo this is the cutest yet saddest prompt everrrr,,, haruu babe im so sorry this had to be it buttt let's look at the cute and crack part only especially if you get scared and startled easily imagine him trying to talk to you not having shown himself yet and you just get scared and scream lmao 9/10 becuz i don't wanna see haru sad.

@enhalov ( muse ) & @okwonyo ( jiah/bambi )

jay. the perfect little yn moment straight out of "how to get your crush to notice you" 100000000/10 love love love thisss, museee you got such a banger prompt, so so so fanfic coded i can't stress enough on how perfect it is and how much you suit this!!!

sunoo. this is a kdrama moment! 7/10 because pda (i feel shy even witnessing it) but good for muse you're showing it off to everyone and that too on ny eve like imagine the fireworks finishing off and then sunoo goes for a kiss becuz now everyone's attention is off from fireworks.

jake. okay no why is this so jiah coded? bambi would definitely do this for jake like a million times yk reminding him how much he means to her and how much girlie loves him. "she needs to make sure jake is always aware of his importance in her life!" infinity/10 one of my favs.

@joomiu ( nat )

sunoo. cuteeee strangers to lovers starting on the train 7/10 falling asleep on someone's shoulder is such pure fluff. nat better seize the opportunity to bag sunoo up, you don't getting him laying his head on you everyday.

sunghoon. this is so classic but still so heart fluttering man 111/10 absolute cuteness. full of domestic vibes! i know for a fact nat would do this and then giggle over this for weekss,, i mean who wouldn't.

jungwon. this is thousand kisses nat vibes totally fits her vibes and can literally imagine this actually happening, nat fussing over the fogged up glasses and lovesick won staring at her with heart eyes omgggg gem/10

@heecyon ( bee/ally)

sunghoon. this is like a lifetime kinda love you gotta grab it while you have it 9/10 absolute domestic vibes yk a supporting partner who goes to all ends.

jake. this is cute, super cute, next they kisss. 6/10 because we hate getting sick

jay. another angsty one we here 1000/10 for my sad loving ass. the star-crossed illfated turned forever lovers we go. this gives the love, rosie vibes i cried my eyes out to that but that was some good emotional shit.

@heesbaby ( cinna ) & @ctrlemis ( art )

jay. classic and then they realise their feelings and fall in love. 15/10 cinna and her dream jay date?

sunoo. now this seems very unlikely,, it would be more like both of them screaming their lungs out but this is nevertheless super cute so 9/10

sunoo. this so gives art vibes. can really picture it all happening, sunoo all excited to match? and then there's art secretly loves it but no way is gonna show it on the outside and happily wear it to make sunoo and sunoo's mom happy. 9/10

[nerdysleepybunny]

hello. I just want to say that your tpn fics cure my depression. thank you very much. may I request a norman x reader where reader is basically nezuko. she's a demon she has the pink eyes and everything. and one day she snapped into her final form when isabella found out they were gonna escape and attacked norman:

(p.s I know that they are children so if you want ignore this request or age up the characters or you can cover up her chest all up to you😊)

and she lost control and nearly killed isabella but norman(for whatever reason im not really sure) protected isabella because he knows reader would never do such thing like kill isabella. then reader snapped out of it and started crying and apologizing to norman like when in the show nezuko cried when she remembered her mother:

thank you so much. I love your fics. like I said before you can completely ignore this if you're uncomfortable with it or you just don't want to do it at all. sincerely, an acquaintance. 😌

Ah, back when I went by Shroom 🥲 Apologies for getting to both of these so late, and I hope you don't mind me combining the asks!

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Fandom(s): The Promised Neverland

Character(s): Norman (ft. Isabella)

Reader: Gender neutral (they/you)

TW: Panic attack, attempted murder, puking, slight gore

Style: Hcs

Summary: you're a half demon child, brought into the "orphanage" to be used as a tool.

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

You were a demon, but your true identity was masked by all of your human qualities

The only thing that gave you away were your pink eyes, which is how Isabella figured out you weren't a normal child when she examined you after you were found crying in a basket near the gate, luckily before you stavred

But the children, with their active imaginations, just assumed that you were unique

Isabella quickly learned that she'd need to properly manipulate and shape you in order to contain you

The biggest issue was your hunger. It could be satiated by human food, but only for so long. So you'd eat with the rest of the children until a new batch of newborns arrived. Isabella would choose one to feed you. But of course, she didn't want you knowing that you were a demon that needed to eat humans. So she'd cook the meat and throw away the rest, and tell the rest of the children that you needed "special meat.

The unknowing children often complained about your special treatment, and you could only laugh, being none the wiser. If only you knew the truth.

As you grew up, you grew closest to Norman, who never judged you for your differences.

He also liked you due to how good you were at hide and seek. You were the only person he genuinely struggled to find

He knew that you were faster than all the others, but everyone assumed that it was just that. You were fast. But in reality, it was due to your demon species.

And due to your exceptional hearing, you could easily hear when Norman was approaching, and knew just how to avoid him.

This also came in handy for tests. With better hearing, it was easier for you to obtain information. You easily climbed to the top, joining the fullscore trio. You may not be entirely as intelligent, but at least you were pardoned from being shipped out. Sort of. Isabella was still figuring out what to do with you when you came of age.

And come of age you did

The trio didn't want to keep you in the dark

You learned the secret, every last detail. And at first, you assumed that that was all there was to it. But then dinner came around.

The special meat.

You took a bite. It tasted good. But it just didn't go down right when you thought of those dead children, being fed to demons...

Oh god

Were you a demon?

You took a second bite, but it didn't take long for it to come back up

You didn't even have time to excuse yourself from the table. You got up and rushed to the nearest bathroom as fast as you could, leaving the other children confused. And Isabella suspicious.

"Mommy, what happened?"

"Let me go see."

Isabella excused herself politely from the table and calmly followed the direction you went in, walking past door after door until she reached an occupied bathroom. She stood there and listened to the gagging that came from the other side of the door.

She heard the toilet flush, the ripping of a paper towel, shuffling... and then the door opened.

You had been too focused on the feeling of sickness that you were completely caught off guard by the sudden sight of Isabella on the other side of the door. She quickly grabbed you. Too quickly. Her touch was firm to keep you from moving, but perfected to be gentle. Motherly.

The way she looked into your eyes was like a warning. She knew that you knew. But it was masked by a look of concern.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Mom..."

"Why don't you come down and finish your dinner?"

"No-! No... thank you."

Isabella gave you a look. One you couldn't quite read, but you knew she wasn't happy. Then she smiled. You could now see how fake it was.

"Okay... you're sick. Go rest."

It was more of a command than a suggestion.

Stay in your room and keep your mouth shut.

And you did in fact have your own room, another reason for the other children to be jealous of you. It was to keep you separate from the others in case you suddenly became hungry

You obeyed, glad to be away from that horrid meat. But you couldn't stop thinking about the other children still down there with that awful woman. The woman who willingly kills her own children. Maybe not directly, but she allows it. And she was just as disgusting as those demons

But by hating the demons, were you also hating yourself? Who even were you?

Stuck with nothing but your thoughts, you spiraled

You learned to put up a facade, but your thoughts never ceased.

Not when you and the trio discovered more and more about the secret

Not when you and the trio conjured up a plan of escape

Not when everyone was training

And especially not when Isabella checkmated all four of you.

Norman was being shipped out.

The only person who's always been there for you

Despite your differences

Despite you possibly being a demon

You don't know what came over you. Everything just suddenly turned red

You were vaguely aware of the fact that you had lunged at Isabella. That you were on top of her. That your sharper-than-normal teeth were currently digging into her shoulder.

It's been so long since you've had meat. You could barely even hear her screams

Norman didn't know what to feel as he watched you. Or what used to be you. You looked different now. You were... eating. The woman he considered his mother. As awful as she was, he didn't want her to die. And he knew that deep down, you didn't either.

Reality suddenly returned when you felt hands on you, tugging you off of a bleeding Isabella. You froze as you stared at what you've done. The damage wasn't lethal, but you sunk your teeth pretty deep into the skin that connected her neck and shoulder. It would take a while to fully heal.

You turned your head towards Norman, the two of you simply staring at each other for a moment.

You, seeing your best friend staring at you with a fearful expression despite holding you in his arms

And him staring right back, seeing your lips dripping in blood and your look of remorse.

All you could do was burst into tears, and all Norman could do was hold you closer.

You screamed and sobbed, letting out all of the pain you've been feeling since you first learned the truth of this awful place.

And Isabella realized something as she watched.

She was putting her children in pain.

This is how far they'd go to leave this place, to avenge their lost siblings.

And Isabella began to think of a plan of her own...

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

[jakesangel]

hello to my beautiful princess! ^^ 💞

lately i've been dealing with so many intrupting thoughts that makes me feel so nervous and i can't focus on anything, it's even effecting my studies! 😭

do you have any advice for what should i do to not be worried about everything? like i even get stressed thinking about little things that actually doesn't matter to anyone...

i don't know how to describe it but feeling like i'm not enough for my family or friends, i'm literally trying my best to be the best. :(

p.s - you and your blog are becoming my safe place, i love you so much and wish i could hug you. <3 💘

sorry for my bad english.🧸

hello to my beautiful anon bby <3 you're english is the best ᵎ besides in the one making so many mistakes ㅋㅋ my blog is becoming a safe place >0< this is so crazy it means so so so munch to me. i'm sending a hug back bby <3

i so relate to you, i used to be so so so insecure n overthinking everything that i wouldn't let myself swallow my saliva in case i would make noises... i would also let myself endure too munhc physical pain ( holding my pre or not coughing ) for the exact same reason.

it took me a time to be better n not let things overwhelm me anymore. i've realized that i can no keep living for people for the rest of my life. it's too munch. i also realized that people don't care ᵎ do you care that people cough in class ? do you think people would even hear you swallowing ur own saliva ? of course not ! the same goes w ur worries !

not feeling enough is also a very common feeling we all more or less experience, specially growing up where everyone discovers themselves. idk about ur family situation, but as the eldest daughter in a african family, i had so so so munch of those thoughts eating me up. i'm still having those thoughts but as i learned that i am enough whether i don't study enough or not. in order to do that i had to distance myself from them a little n started to live my life. meaning like doing my own thing not depending of their opinion. like in my fam nobody eats well nor workout for health reasons. so when i started to do so, they didn't even knew it n didn't say anything either ? our family doesn't care as munch as we think they do. they'll most likely encourage you or follow your example ( my mom started to eat well just recently ! )

the same w friendship i also had trouble to think i was enough n always needed the feeling to lie to impress them. but friendship are sooo different than family love. friends don't have to stay, they don't have any obligation to stay friend w u, to feed u, or put a roof over your head. they're by ur side because they like you n think ur amazing even if they don't show it the way u want or need them to, them sticking by ur side, is the ultimate gesture of true love from friends. also you do not need to impress anyone but you. you're gonna live w urself n urself only for thé rest of your life. people coke n go n so their thoughts. they shouldn't have an impact on how u view urself or how u want to live <3

i didn't understand about your interrupting thoughts so idk what to tell you about that, tho u can come in my inbox again so i can help you if i'm able to ofc <3

[old-school-butch]

I know im in ur inbox a lot but i really need help, i figured i’d ask you because ur a lot older than me and u most likely have more experience. Theres this girl that i really like, she likes me too. Only problem is, shes my BEST friend, my only friend at that. Shes my only friend due to the fact that i dont go to school anymore, shes basically my everything. I really really like her, but i dont wanna ruin our friendship. I love our friendship but i also love the idea of being with her, shes perfect in every way and i dont wanna lose her. Honestly ive been losing sleep thinking about it, shes the most perfect girl ever, what do I do?

(p.s i love ur blog <3)

I can't tell if she's into you as more than a friend. If your feelings are mutual, then is there something stopping you from trying having a relationship? Sometimes relationships don't last but you can still learn a lot through the process. Hell, some friendships don't last and that's fairly normal. And a good relationship is based on friendship.

If she isn't into you though, you need to get past your feelings. It's not a great friendship if you're perpetually hurting yourself over what you can't have, and it's also not fair for her to put her friend-energy into someone who really wants something else. If this is the case, dial down your friend time together and put a huge effort into finding a girlfriend who can refocus your romantic feelings on. There are 8 billion people in the world, so that means there's more than 50 million lesbians - many lesbians are great, some of them will be happy be your girlfriend.

Now, it also sounds like you need more friendly people in your life, so don't hyperfocus on one person to meet all your social needs. It's healthy to have friendships of various intimacy levels, so work on making that happen. My observation among Gen Zs is a return to larger IRL social circles, which is a shift from the more individualistic Millenials, and I think it's healthy. Maybe we, as a society, needed a period to adjust to vast online marketplace of human engagement to remember that fewer, deeper, more consistent relationships are more meaningful than 10000 online account interactions.

One thing to remember is that everybody plays the fool sometimes. It happens to all of us, and strong feelings are just part of learning about love. You're not alone in this experience by any means.

Fellow lesbians, feel free to add your thoughts.

[lexsnotdead]

I heard about signalis only once (and i know only it's name), BG3 is unreachable for me (i have poorly working old laptop) and i have limited interests anyway

From everything you post about — Dishonored is the only one game series I've played in & love

But your vibes are immaculate,you KNOW what you're saying when you talk about games or characters

Everytime i see your post i say to myself "user yufiit never misses"

YEAH if it makes you happy go talk about some fictional woman I've never heard about, share some art i don't know context of or discuss game mechanic I'll never use

Doesn't matter how frequently you post (i can wait as long as you need) or what you post about I'll be always seated up for another banger art or banger take 💯

I hope i won't sound too weird but i love seeing people being excited about something!!

People should talk about what they love and it's awesome when they do!

OH MY GODDD.... YOUR WORDS MEAN THE WORLD TO ME 🥹

ik i don't talk about dh that much lately but thank u so much for sticking by! :"] i play a lot of different stuff but none will beat dh for me. Never. it was the reason i created a tumblr blog in the first place. outsider's mark will be engraved on my tombstone mark my words

AND YEAHHH IK WHAT YOU MEAN i love seeing people excited about the stuff they love too! excitement can be so contagious. kinda silly to be constantly worried about coming off as weird about a thing that i love seeing other people do, right? i'm working on it.

thank you so much for stopping by and taking your time to write such a nice message... you make me want to believe that karma is real and your kindness should be returned in double!!!

p.s. you know... you don't need a gaming pc to run signalis... pleading eyes emoji. it's so good and for me (while it's not that obvious) it has a distinctive theme that i enjoyed in dishonored as well

[starg1rlie]

(is it too late to participate in this wonderful idea ?! i've never seen someone do sumn like this so i'll give it a try if its still open or so!)

💍 w/ xiao if u don't mind !! i am a very open minded person who is also straightforward when i have to & a bit shy but once you get to know me personally, i am very clingy but i also know my boundaries. hobbies are Uh i don't go outside so i tend to play rpg or fps games instead at home! But of course I still Touch grass when i feel like it ^^ WOO SURPRISE MEE

(hey, sorry for taking so long to fill out your request! hope you understand, and here it is! (p.s: i may or may not have previously written most of this when it was 5 am, so i literally had no idea what i was doing...i only proof-read and edited it a little bit. nonetheless, i hope you still like it!!)

matching frog hats & dino onesies

xiao feels absolutely humiliated right now. wearing this itchy and ridiculous-looking hat made him feel like burrowing deep within the earth (six feet sounds about right) and staying hidden in the ground for the rest of eternity. the fact that you were recording everything on your phone made it all worse. stop, i look stupid, he said, tugging the frog hat further down to cover his pink cheeks. you merely laughed, as if you relished his embarrassment, and forced him to show his face for the camera. say froggie! you teased, snapping a pic after your reel finished and saving it onto your phone. i hate you, xiao muttered under his breath, yanking off the hat and unzipping the dinosaur onesie you bought for when it got cold. i love you too, you replied, giving him a kiss before dashing off to put the finishing touches on your posts.

lighting sparklers on new years

he didn't understand what the point was for lighting sparklers on new years eve when there was a large firework showcase going off right now. but you insisted and since he didn't really have the power within himself to deny your request, he reluctantly agreed and was immediately dragged out of the household, box of sparklers loosely gripped in his hand. honestly, you're acting like it's christmas day all over again, xiao said with a delicate snort, striking a match againt the box and lighting two sparklers, one for you and one for himself. do we really need to do this? he inquired when you whipped out your phone once more to "capture the moment". you only nodded, focusing on changing the lighting and filters on your phone so that the picture turned just right. see, look how pretty it looks! you exclaimed, holding out your phone for him to see. but his attention drifted elsewhere, particularly on the happy smile that adorned your features. yeah, pretty...ahem, are we going to just let them go out or do you plan on doing more pictures? xiao cleared his throat awkwardly, tugging desperately at the collar of his shirt to cover the blush that threatened to creep further up the nape of his neck. you thought nothing of it and continued snapping away, gleeful as could be.

he's obsessed w/sanrio (keroppi and kuromi)

he'd probably not admit this to anyone except you, but he really enjoys sanrio merchandise, more specifically, keroppi and kuromi. call him a geek all you want, but he'll immediately make a beeline for the sanrio items whenever the two of you head to a daiso* store. look, this reminds me of you, xiao will say, holding up a my melody plushie, pointing at her sweet expression. you, on the other hand, looked less amused and simply went back to testing out the different pens and highlighters they had to see if there was anything you could add to your stationary collection. can we get this? xiao asked, holding up a kuromi keychain (no doubt for his car keys) and a kuroppi pin. you nodded and headed towards the cashier line. at least now i know what i can get you for your birthday, you said jokingly as the two of you made your way back to the car. xiao wasn't really paying attention, focusing on pinning kuroppi on his sweater.

hosting game night

he's not really interested in playing video games, but he has tried a few, specifically animal crossing and a pokemon game called pokemon remix cafe. xiao prefers chill and relaxing games, not ones where you feel the need to scream at your screen and throw your controller across the room. so when you suggest a game night, xiao can't help but feel a bit wary what he's getting himself looped into. he's absolutely relieved when you introduce him to a rpg game and soon, he became hooked (although, he still prefers watching you play than himself playing it). he'll come sit next to you and watch the story unfold before he gets so into he decides to start the game for himself. results in the two of you playing side by side and sharing each other's progress within the game.

doing his hair

since xiao has short hair, the only hairdo you could manage with him was a weird-looking pair of pigtails and the occasional ponytail if he lets his hair grow out. one time, he let it go past his shoulders and you attempted to do a french braid. is this really necessary? he said while you kept tugging on his hair, braiding it together. yes, yes it is. now quite whining, i'm almost done. with that, you swiftly tied the end of the braid and swung it over his shoulder. there. what do you think? you brought him over to a mirror, gesturing dramatically at his new hairdo. i look like a woman with this hair, xiao said, deadpanning hard. no you don't, you look fine. xiao looked up at you and reached up to touch his braid. take me to the barber's. you reeled back, horrified. all of his luxoriously soft locks being cut? you wouldn't stand for it. no! xiao sighed and got up. fine, then i'll just cut it myself.

[theloveinc]

CAITIE.. i require sage wisdom..

so basically there’s this really cute guy i have a crush on and he just got the linebacker of the year award and basically im just asking if would i look weird if i brought him a batch of homemade brownies (his favorite) under the pretense that i’m just happy he won the award-

I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF HE LIKES GUYS.. I’M PRETTY SURE HE DOES..?

i followed him at night about a week ago and he followed me back at like 6am so probably right when he woke up.. i saw that he had a girl in his highlights so i basically gave up and put a sad lil note on my instagram and i’m pretty sure he thought it was about him and now she isn’t in his highlights anymore? (i feel like a piece of shit cause of that.)

also whenever i post on my story.. he only likes them if my face is in them or if its some corny lil romantic musings.. just last night i posted a story talking about how ‘he’ could be the apollo to my hyacinth.. i posted a lil story after that which said “sunlight gleams off his skin in such a mesmerizing way.. thats why’d he’d be a good apollo, that plus he has good music taste.”

AND THIS COCKY FUCKER LIKED IT GRAHHHH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH 😡🤬😍😡😍😡😍😍

so sorry to ramble but all of my friends think he likes me and i need an outside perspective.. love u caitie!

(P.S.. i had my friend ask him what his favorite dessert is.. IM SO SCARED THAT HE’S GONNA CONNECT THE DOTS.)

SAGE WISDOM???? you speak so highly of me!🥺👉🏻👈🏻 absolutely you need to make brownies for this boy!!! i don't want to sound FOR CERTAIN bc i'm the most nervous and unwilling person when it comes to confessions + dating, but i definitely think like there's some positive signs of reciprocation being sent your way🥰🥰🥰

putting your foot in the door but still giving him freedom of response as well as more time for everything to develop naturally is best way to go about things. it's never, EVER wrong to do something nice for somebody even if the outcome doesn't specifically meet your goal. Best case scenario he catches the signs, and worst, you can play it off by simply being the sweetie peetie pie you are for even wanting to celebrate him in the first place for the achievement!! i honestly see berry few downsides to this in general :) ... even if he ends up catching on, maybe that will help long term? (it makes sense to me tho bc if someone were to bake me something i'd enjoy it even more if it were my favorite, right?)

the crush phase is absolutely THEE worst thing ever tho, esp. the thinking of what could be-part.....so i'm wishing you all the luck in the world and am supporting you throughout the entire thing!! def keep doing what you're doing if the hinting is WORKING hehehe but also, don't be too down if things end up different somehow!!

i'll always love u (too) no matter what happens, even if there will be fireworks if/when you nab him!!❤️‍🔥thank you for trusting me with this🫶🏻

[huntquinlan]

Tell me, sweetie, have you been naughty or nice? Have you had enough water and are keeping yourself hydrated? Hope you're getting enough sleep.

I have a few Elucien questions to create the perfect story for ✨️you✨️

Christmas winter solstice edition/No special festive celebration

Fluffy smut/smutty fluff* (since you've said both)

For fluff

A little family**/Couple only

Day in/Day out

Baker Elain/Self made gift Lucien

Candle light/faerielight

List any favourite fluff tropes you want to read Elucien in (could be anything be as tooth-rotting as you want):

For smut

Naughty Elain/Naughty Lucien

First time (together)/experienced

Degrading/praising

Top Elain/Bottom Elain

List any kinks you would like to read with Elucien (go crazy, Santa won't judge):

* fluffy smut is more smut focused, might not cover everything fluffy, while smutty fluff is more fluff focused and might not cover everything smuty

** family can be anything, a baby, two babies, a doggo, fox, anything, feel free to specify

-🎅

HI THERE SANTA BABY!

i’ve been extra naughty this year 🤭😈 and looking forward to what story you want to tell me 🫶

to get into the nitty gritty of it:

i’m not opposed to a solstice celebration, especially if they’re snowed in and need to warm eachother up! if it’s not a special occasion if it will happened to be winter themed and perhaps inspired by the mineral springs scene in the end of outlander book one (if you are familiar with it). elain/lucien centered please but if others are mentioned or make a small cameo at the beginning/end i won’t mind at all🤭

smutty fluff (PWP. porn without plot it UP)

naughty elain, experienced (they know all of each others buttons), praising, bottom/sub elain (though if she initiated more dominantly with some teasing in the beginning)…

kinks- BOY AM I GLAD U ASKED. this is fairly vanilla but putting it under a read more. go crazy. go hog wild with it.

• breeding kink please 🙏

• orgasm denial 🫠(begging for release)

• praise kink (and some dirty talk yes please) 🔥

• breast/nipple worship (yes yes yes)

• stockings 😙 (if they’re not getting wet, no one likes wet socks)

• Actirasty (some beams of sunlight maybe?) ☀️

• Katoptronophilia (mirror or other reflective surface 🪞🥵)

• i am always down for some playful, rougher sex (grabbing, pinching, biting/nipping. pain and pleasure go hand in hand)

p.s. secret santa baby have you read ice planet barbarians? they’re my favorite brand of erotica currently - the foreplay is yummy, the breeding is 🫠😋, and all the dudes are major munches. wholesome and hot

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

S U E

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG ASDFGHJKL SUE HOLY SHIT OMG I AM SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP SURVIVING THRIVING????!!!!!!!

THIS IS PERFECT!!!! Are you in my head??? Are you seeing my thoughts and knowing what I need???? This fic feels like a hug not only from Eddie but also from YOU!!!🥹🥹🥹😍😍😍🙏🙏🙏💖💖💖I know you feel so very similar to me, honey; you're working so hard and doing everything you can and I'm incredibly proud of you and of how strong you are - I know the Munsons are too!🫂💗

Almost every shift, by the time it finishes, I am exhausted but I still have a 45 minute walk home and though I know it'll never be, a part of me always looks for Eddie's van or Uncle Wayne's truck to take me home.💔Eddie wrapping me up in a blanket, Eddie putting OZZY on (😭🙏😍💗), Eddie being a sweetheart, the mentions of Uncle Wayne, but also Eddie being sleepy too but keeping himself awake so he can be there for me🥹you've captured his selfless and caring nature so BEAUTIFULLY, and his smiling because I love Ozzy so that makes Eddie happy on top of his loving Ozzy making him happy too???? THE EMOTIONAL COMPLEXITY, THE EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE, I AM SCREAMING😍😍😍😍💖💖💖💖This is just.... it's gorgeous, Sue, and I can't thank you enough for writing this for me, I didn't expect it at ALL😭😭😭😭

Thank you for this!!! Thank you thank you thank you!!! It's perfect!!!! I see your tags and I want you to know that EVERYTHING you write is extremely beautiful!!! Your characterisations are PERFECT and you have such a strong grasp of these personalities, their mannerisms, how they move through the lives - J, the Munsons, Arthur Fleck... it doesn't matter WHO you're writing, just know you're writing them PERFECTLY!😍🙏

P.S. I LOVE EVERYTHING you've written for me recently and I've got them all saved so I can reblog them tomorrow after work! I'm so sorry to keep you waiting, honey, I hate that I can't do things instantly💔Please please send me things if you want something written, too, I wanna do all the things for you just like you've done for me😭thank you so so much for this😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏💖💖💖💖💖

Eddie, Uncle Wayne and J and I all love YOU lots and lots and we're here for you, just as you're here for us!!! You can vent or ask for anything at all, we're right beside you. You're not alone and we're immensely proud of you!!!🫂🫂🫂🫂💗💗💗💗Please take care of you, honey, and thank you a thousand times once again hhhhh I wanna cryyyyy ~ 🥹🥹🥹💖💖💖

This is another little gift and personalized piece for @ghosttownwherenoonegoes @ajokeformur-ray Today this idea popped into my head and I wanted to write it down. Maybe you'll like it and it will help a tiny bit. We all love you very much and we are here for you. Always. I hope you are taking care of yourself and that you don't forget to take a little break every now and then. Please keep Eddie and Uncle Wayne close to you.

Summary: You've been feeling pretty bad lately, and Eddie knows it. So he decides to make it his mission to pick you up from your job and make sure you get a little break

Tw: physically and mentally exhausted reader with self doubts -> but it's a fluffy comfort piece

Wc: 884

Eddie's eyes pop open. He snaps his head back and curses. Only Eddie is capable of nodding off, even though Iron Maiden is playing so loudly that the windows of his van clink in time. His heart beats wildly as he stares at his wristwatch. But it would still be a few minutes. He lets out a deep sigh of relief. He could never forgive himself for waiting so long - how long, actually? three hours? - only to nod off and miss you. No. Eddie would stay awake and wait for you and bring you home to him and his dad. Just like he secretly made it his mission after hearing how bad you've been lately. His heart hurts to see you like that and he'd be damned if he didn't try to give you at least a little relief from the weight of the world weighing on your shoulders. So he rubs his tired eyes and switches to the next song on his mixtape. It's Ozzy, and it makes him smile because he knows how much you adore him.

And in fact, it only takes a few more minutes for you to step through the door of your workplace. Slumped posture. Head lowered. Eyes glistening with unshed tears. Your feet hurt with every step, yet somehow they carry you on. They always do. But you are tired, more than tired. And again, it stabs Eddie right in the heart when he sees you like this. He hates it. He hates that the people at your job make you work so much overtime. He hates that uni has such a huge workload. He hates the way you look at him lately - doubt, fear, exhaustion. Eddie knows why you're doing all this, that you actually like your job and that your major is your passion. But he wishes things were easier for you. That he could take away your burdens and do more for you. And that you could see yourself the way he and Uncle Wayne see you. With nothing but pride, adoration and love.

As soon as you come in sight of his van, Eddie grabs the blankets that he put on the passenger seat and jumps out of the car. At first he tries to wave at you, but when you don't see him right away, he calls your name. And that makes you look up almost immediately, his voice has that effect on you. Your eyes widen with surprise and a small smile makes your lips curl upward. Just the sight of him gives you a boost of serotonin and makes you forget your aching feet as you almost run to him. You missed him. So much. So much that you can't hold back a little sob. But he is with you now. Finally. You feel how he first wraps the blankets and then his arms around you, holding you safe and secure. You press your face against his chest and take a deep breath, breathing in his distinctive scent that smelled like home. None of you care about the people who give you curious and sometimes disapproving looks. What do they know about love?

"Eddie, I..." You look up at him. Your voice sounds weak. Your head feels like it's stuffed with cotton as you try to find the right words to express how endlessly grateful you are to him. That he is here for you, that he never leaves you alone. You cry and it is okay. It is okay to let feelings flow.

Eddie hushes you and wipes away your tears with the rough but soft pad of his thumb. His other hand soothingly moves up and down your back. He looks at you and his big brown eyes are so full of love and worry that it makes your own heart squeeze in your chest. "You don't have to say anything, sweet thing. I understand. Please just let me help you, 'kay?"

You rub your wet, tired eyes and nod. Then you lean closer and kiss his cheek, something that makes Eddie chuckle and grin broadly. He opens the passenger door and picks you up to sit you down on the seat, buckling you in. "Your coachman will now take you to your castle, m'lady."

It's the first time in so long that Eddie hears you giggling - he missed it so much - and it makes him feel bats fluttering in his stomach. He strokes your cheek before he jogs to the other side of the van and he finally plops down behind the wheel. Eddie's presence and Ozzy's voice slowly calm you down. You blink at him tiredly and put a hand on his thigh, making him smile as he drives through the streets at a slightly less breakneck speed than usual. It takes a while for you to reach the Munson trailer, so you allow yourself to close your eyes and rest. You know you are safe with Eddie. Even if you sometimes feel too small for the world, you are never alone. Eddie and Uncle Wayne are there for you when you need them. Always. Every step of the way, no matter how difficult the way may be. Because they are nothing but proud of you. They love you so much.

[tears0fsatan]

Hello! I hope you're having a wonderful day/night!

May I request a Lucifer x male reader NSFW?

Dom reader, taking care of Lucifer when he feels stressed/sad, maybe trying to break his pride so he can admit what he wants? You can do any sort of kink you want, but may I ask for a slight choking kink, maybe biting?

I apologize if this is awkward, this is my first time requesting ever. ^^ (p.s. I absolutely love your work!)

𖥻 characters... lucifer x m!reader

𖥻 genre... nsfw oneshot

𖥻 warnings... nsfw!! minors, ageless blogs and fem aligned will be blocked, amab!reader, dom top!reader, sub bottom!lucifer, dacryphilia [a lot of it lololol], reader calls luci a variety of pet names, tons of teasing, dirty talking, begging, praise, choking, marking [biting n scratching lolz], mentions of blood [not a lot but adding jus incase], nipple play? kinda? not too detailed but its there, drooling!!, gets a lil messy, slight dumbification question mark, fingering, edging & overstim &lt;3

𖥻 a.n... oh my, darling ur absolutely fine!! ur politeness is a large contrast to ur req but it's rather endearing LMFAOOO n thank u for joinin in the event!! please don't be shy to drop by again, alright?? <33 anw this is so raunchy i'd have heart eyes if it were possible n i'm sorry if the choking part is inaccurate i'm not well versed in it &lt;/3

🌐 % 3V3NT H3R3 @ __★

the words on the paper were beginning to blur into one another and his fingers felt sore and worn. with eyebrows scrunched together in disappointment, slim and nimble fingers moved fluidly across the expanse of paper as they stamped 'DISAPPROVED' in big, bold, red letters at the request of the student council approving the creation of a human hate club. lucifer sighed for the umpteenth time that night, using his free thumb and forefinger to massage the space in between his eyes.

he dared to take a glance at the mountains of student council work that were strewn all over his desk, the paperwork seeming endless. he felt tears pricking his eyes at the sheer amount of work he had left, just because he was used to doing it didn’t mean it ever got easier.

the avatar of pride harshly pushed his chair back, head in his hands and gripping the ends of his hair tightly. he squeezed his eyes shut to prevent the tears from falling down his face, anything to keep himself from falling apart.

his muscles ached and he could feel the tell-tale signs of his throat beginning to close up. despite his efforts of holding back his tears, a few managed to slip by. he dug the heel of his palms into his eyes in an attempt to stop them from hitting the ground, his last attempt at keeping control.

“lucifer?” at the call of his name, the demon shot up. seeing you at the end of his desk sent him into a panic, he was well aware that he looked less than favourable.

lucifer cleared his throat, running his fingers through his hair to at least try to look presentable in front of you. he looked up at you expectedly, forcing down his stress and shifting all his focus on you.

“is everything alright?” it was hard to ignore the avatar of pride’s bloodshot eyes and untidy hair, and with the amount of work piled up on his desk, it was easy to put two and two together.

“everything is fine, is there something you needed?” he straightened out his suit, picking up the pen he had dropped earlier to continue where he left off, only to sigh once more upon seeing the paper he had been reading.

“lucifer… i think you should rest, you’re clearly overworked.” you tried arguing, though you knew it would be futile.

lucifer gave you a deadpanned look, wordlessly signaling towards the endless piles of paperwork. you outwardly cringed, understanding full well why lucifer was pushing himself so hard. regardless, you were determined to get him to rest, you had picked up that lucifer hadn’t slept in roughly three days, surviving purely off of coffee.

“It’ll still be there when you get back… i’m sure you’re ahead of all of it too. c’mon, you need to take a break.” you tried ushering him out of his chair, taking a glance at the document he was doing, scrunching your eyebrows in disgust at its contents.

the demon was torn. on one hand, you were right, getting some rest would help his stressed and sleep-deprived mind make better decisions. on the other, he couldn't let himself procrastinate any further, he already had so much work to do, it would only increase if he were to take a break.

"you and i both know you'll feel better if you do, lucifer. i love you, but please don't be so hard on yourself." you begged, seeing him so worn out like this hurt you in more ways than one could imagine. you wanted nothing more than to hold him in your arms and take care of him.

seeing him sluggishly sign his name at the end of the document made you certain you were going to have him relax, one way or another.

lucifer was close to shutting you down until he moved on to the next paper. not only did the words appear to bleed together, but they looked like they were melting off the page. his thoughts were equally as muddled, his thoughts about work slowly dissolving into thoughts about you.

he craved your touch, he needed you to make him feel better. he needed you to make him forget about his work, to forget about all the expectations the world had of him. he wanted nothing more than for you to bend him over and⎯

again, his cursed pride held him back. everything in his body was screaming at him to push you away and finish his work, even if it meant he was damaging his body.

"mc, i appreciate the concern, but i really need to get back to work." the wavering in his voice gave away his hesitation, though the demon pretended as though it didn't happen, most likely to soothe himself. it was clear that there was something he wanted to say but his sin stopped him from doing so.

"lucifer, look at me." you forcibly turned his head towards you, "put your stupid ego to the side and tell me, without holding back in the slightest, what you want."

lucifer bit his lip, tears building up in his eyes once more, gaze dancing from your own eyes to the desk to the ceiling. he shook his head, the beady tears slowly making their way down his face as he tried to fight the temptation.

"i..." you took a deep breath, feeling the hair on the back of your neck stand up from anticipation, "i can't, mc. i really must finish my work." you exhaled, disappointed that his pride got the better of him.

though despite his words, his breathing got noticeably heavier, and you took note of the way he squeezed his thighs together. you licked your lips, feeling your cheeks grow warmer at the effect you had on the demon.

"are you sure, luci? your body's a lot more honest than your words~" you purred, stroking his cheek with your thumb lovingly.

it was so shameful for his body to be so desperate like this, but he couldn't help but feel even more turned on. he enjoyed how you were treating him so softly, though the underlying roughness to your actions was more than clear to him.

your hands trailed down to his neck, gently caressing him before squeezing down on the sides of his neck. you relished in the way lucifer's mouth dropped open in a silent moan, the way he screwed his eyes shut, and the salty tears that trickled down his flushed cheeks.

"cmon baby, don't you want more of this? i can give you more... only if you come to bed with me." you teased while loosening your grip, letting him breathe again. he inhaled sharply, eyes shooting open before refocusing on you. aside from how glossed over they were, there was a needy look in his eyes and they were solely trained on you.

you backed away from him, tracing down his body until he was out of reach. his body unknowingly chased after you, gazing at you with what you could only describe as 'puppy eyes'.

as you neared the stairs, you watched as lucifer kept glancing between you and the work that flooded his workstation, genuinely looking torn at the decision he was forced to make.

after taking a deep breath, he abruptly got up from his chair and made his way towards you. without even sparing you a glance, he grabbed onto your wrist and pulled you with him without a word. you weren't one to complain, it meant you could admire his back without lucifer chiding you.

you hadn't even noticed when the two of you arrived in front of his room until you were forcefully pulled into it. you stumbled into his lavish room, a little surprised that your sweet talking went through to him. the door closed quietly behind you, not wanting to make too much noise as it was late into the night.

lucifer didn't look at you, rather, he was actively avoiding your gaze. you paid no mind to it, already knowing how much self-control it took him to let you take care of him. the avatar of pride stood stiffly near you, shoulders and jaw visibly tense. to those who weren't familiar with lucifer saw the look on his face, they would've naturally assumed he was annoyed, but you knew better. you also knew that lucifer was far from annoyed, you'd say he was feeling pretty excited if anything.

you closed the gap between the two of you, bringing your face close to his. with your lips only mere millimeters away from his, you could feel his quickened breath fan over your lips.

your gaze shifted from their focus on his chapped lips to the steadily growing blush on his cheeks, enjoying the way his eyes kept nervously darting around the room.

"good boy." you whispered, giving him a quick peck as a reward.

that quick peck easily escalated, and before long, you found yourself pushing lucifer back on his bed with your lips still attached to his. he was the epitome of disheveled, his coat was somewhere strewn on the floor, his vest halfway unbuttoned, giving you the perfect view of his broad chest.

you bit your lip, his unmarked expanse of skin looked like it was begging to be marked up you. the demon watched you through half-lidded eyes, observing your every move with his hair splayed around him like a halo. his knees hung off the edge of the bed, with one arm covering the lower half of his face.

you were completely awestruck by his beauty, wanting nothing more than this very sight to be burned into your memory. you took a deep breath, giving his figure one last glance before leaning back down. you gave his lips a peck, peppering kisses down his neck while your hands undid the rest of the buttons.

you hadn't realised how hard you had bitten down until you felt the warm, thick liquid hit your tongue. initially, you flinched backward, immediately unlatching yourself from his neck when the metallic liquid coated your tongue. you were ready to apologise until you heard lucifer whine and felt his cock twitch against your stomach. you blinked a few times, stunned that the demon had enjoyed that.

you were frozen, unsure of how to react. then, your eyes caught on to the drop of blood that seeped through the wound, feeling a strong urge to lick it up. you were lapping it up before you had a second thought about it, soothing the bite and stopping the bleeding. the whimpers you got in response were enough to fuel you on, leaving more bites on the base of his neck, each drawing blood that would trail further down his chest until you could lick it up.

you alternated between leaving kisses, hickeys, and bites on his neck, leaning back a little to examine your work. you knew lucifer would get upset at you in the morning but it eased the feral side of you seeing him all marked up.

you slipped his vest off his shoulders, throwing it aimlessly behind you, uncaring of where it landed, and went straight to kissing his chest. your hands stroked his body, lingering on his pecs and slowly making their way down to his thighs where they rested, massaging and pawing at the defined muscles. your hands inched closer to his growing length, only to change their direction when your fingertips grazed it. the quiet gasps he let outplayed at your heartstrings and you had to hold yourself back from cooing.

just like his neck, you alternated between littering kisses, sucking hickeys, and the occasional nip on his chest. you neared his nipples, dragging your tongue across the expanse of skin until you could latch onto the hardened bud. lucifer's hands immediately clutched onto your head, bringing your impossibly closer to him.

you watched the demon's face rapidly shift expressions through half-lidded eyes, chuckling against his skin at his reaction to you grazing your teeth on the bud. you continued suckling on his nipple while one of your hands moved up to play with the neglected bud.

you relished in the way lucifer's pants divulged into soft moans, his back arching into your mouth. his dewy eyes tried to keep their focus on you, though you suppose the humiliation and embarrassment of was beginning to sink in as after meeting your gaze, his eyes snapped towards the ceiling. however, keeping his eyes off of you proved more difficult than he originally thought, as his eyes kept glancing back at you.

you came off his chest with a lewd pop!, tongue hanging out of your mouth and resting it on the tip of of the nipple, coating the tender bud in your saliva. you made sure to keep eye contact with lucifer while trailing kisses to the disregarded nipple.

you gave it the same attention as you did to the other, only detaching yourself when you felt satisfied with your teasing. you took a moment to catch your breath, seeing that lucifer also needed a moment to collect himself by the growing wet spot in his pants.

your finger trailed down and teased his clothed tip, "doesn't this feel uncomfortable, baby? don't you wanna get rid of this, hm?" you tutted in faux disappointment, relishing at the avatar of pride's tightly squeezed shut. he nodded desperately, though making no move to change it.

you grinned, moving away from him and off of the bed, the demon immediately rising and crawling after you like a lost puppy.

"why don't you move a little higher, darling? get comfortable, 'kay?" you pecked him before leaving to fetch the lube you knew he kept hidden amidst his socks in one of the drawers on his side table. you took the time to strip yourself of your shirt while you were at it, dealing with it now rather than pause your actions later.

you turned back to lucifer, only to have the breath knocked out of you when you saw the way he was sat, patiently waiting for your return. he had done the courtesy of taking off his trousers and you weren't sure if he had taken off his boxers thanks to the pillow he had clutched in his arms.

his face was still red, due to the crying or the shyness you weren't certain. he sniffled, snapping you out of your reverie. you rushed back to him, pecking him once more before laying him down. you moved the pillow out of his hold, pleased to see that he had taken off his boxers as well. you supposed lucifer began to feel you weren't progressing at the speed he wanted, his hands wrapping around your neck and pulling you down to another kiss.

his hands found home on your back, raking his fingernails down with enough force you knew would leave welts, not that you minded anyways.

your hands caressed his body, squeezing the supple muscles every now and then. your hands teased around his leaky cock, touching everywhere but where he wanted you to touch most.

lucifer whined as a response, hands moving away in what you assumed was an attempt to guide your hands to his hard-on. you pulled away with a tsk, "behave... or tell me what you want." you firmly repeated, a hand snaked around his throat, squeezing gently as a warning while the other hand pulled away from his body completely.

lucifer looked like he wanted to oppose you, eyebrows furrowed and looking at you with an unexplainable emotion swirling in his eyes. he kept silent, choosing instead to look away and hide his face from you, though his body gave him away.

you took note of the way his back slightly arched off the bed, as though it was chasing after your touch. the action made you coo, deciding that, maybe, it wouldn't hurt to give him a small reward.

you kept him distracted with a kiss while your hands dealt with the lube. the demon flinched the moment the cool liquid made contact with his sensitive cock, his hands moving to grab your biceps, squeezing your muscles with strength you forgot he was capable of.

you were quick to soothe him, your right hand wrapping around his length and giving him a pump while your left hand went up to cup his cheek.

lucifer instinctively nuzzled his face against your palm, eyes falling shut as he obediently took what you were giving him. his voice started off soft and quiet, though as your speed gradually increased, so did the volume of his moans and whines.

"you're doing so well for me, sweetheart." you praised, grip tightening ever so slightly when your hand glided over his tip.

lucifer's panting got louder and heavier, whimpers mixing in when your thumb teased his slit. his hand flew towards his mouth, muffling the loud, wanton moan that escaped him.

with the more you touched him, the more he unravel beneath you, as though all his inhibitions were thrown out the window. your other hand lowered to his ass, slicked up finger circling around his hole that clenched around nothing. an amused, breathy laugh exited your lips at how needy lucifer was being, like a whore in heat all because he had a finger in his ass and a human was playing with his hard cock.

you thought it would be cruel if you didn't fill him in on your train of thoughts, so you did just that. "you look so pathetic like this, my dear. lookin' so wrecked all 'cause a human's playing with your ass and touching your cock." you cooed in a mean tone, enjoying the whines that spilled past his lips and the twitching of his dick.

you continued teasing him, changing the speed of you stroking him as to throw him off guard, so he could feel his orgasm approaching but never really reach it.

eventually, his hips began to match your pace, thrusting up into your hand when your fingers would graze the spot that made his back arch in the loveliest ways. you were a little impressed with how quick he was to figure out your pattern and use it to his advantage.

you let him continue doing so, knowing that it would ultimately lead him nowhere since he still hadn't been completely honest with you.

the lewd sounds of your actions echoed around the room, the constant squelch! and fap! were loud enough for you to worry that it was audible to the rest of the household. though you were brought out of your thoughts by lucifer's hands pulling you down to bring you into a heated kiss, the worry slipping from your mind as you brought your focus back onto the crying demon.

"need more." he sobbed against your lips, voice so soft you had thought it had been your mind playing tricks on you. yet your demon proved you wrong, repeating the words over and over again almost like it was a prayer.

he only stopped when he came, moaning out your name so loud you were sure diavolo would've been able to hear it from the castle. long, thick strands of cum painted his stomach and your hand, making you pause your ministrations.

you let him catch his breath before beginning up again, pace unchanging from the one before he came. his eyes shot open, looking at you in a panic and shaking his head vigorously.

"can't! 's too much!" he begged, although his body disagreed with his words. you muted him with a peck, the hand wrapped around his twitching cock slowing its pace while the fingers buried in his tight hole kept grazing him sweet spot.

it didn't take long for his next climax to build up, still sensitive from his previous high. you assumed his pride no longer weighed in his mind, his voice going up an octave and volume the longer you wound him up.

a smirk grew on your lips at the look on the demon's face. his face was sticky with a mixture of tears and sweat, his button nose and cheeks still red from his crying. he had his mouth hung open, tongue lolled out to the side and his eyes had a glazed-over look to them.

you stopped your ministrations, moving your hands away from both his ass and his leaky cock, chuckling at the way his hole clenched around nothing and the way he began sobbing harder.

"tell me what you want, luci. it's that easy, darling." you cooed, squeezing his fleshy thighs. the avatar of pride whined loudly, body squirming around uncontrollably atop of his plush pillows. "i can't give you what you want if you don't tell me, baby." you pushed harder, knowing his pride was near its breaking point.

you finally got what you had spent the hour working towards, and my, did you enjoy seeing it pay off.

"i want you to touch me." lucifer mumbled while choking back a sob, "want you t' fuck me 'nd make me forget about work, please, please, please." the demon begged, pride flying out the window and letting himself go.

with a smile, you peppered kisses up his thighs, happy you finally got him to admit everything he was bottling up.

"that wasn't so hard, now was it, darling?" you put your hands back on him, giving his painfully hard cock a few more pumps until he came on your hand. a loud cry ripped from his throat before he bit down on his lip, your eyes mesmerised by the drop of blood that rolled down his chin as a result.

lucifer didn't reply to your teasing, his head was turned away from you so you could see the flush that coated his cheeks and ears. you silently observed the way his chest rose and fell erratically, feeling proud of yourself.

but you weren't done, in fact, you were nowhere near done.

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