#shade 🌌

[kelin-is-writing]

Hello Kelin, darling! How would Dabi react to a night owl s/o? Someone with some serious insomnia issues who tends be very restless at night? Asking for a friend.

did I do this right? As an ancient being, this concept of ask games confuses me

dabi x fem!reader

he doesn’t show it, but he’s actually very worried about it. because look, he doesn’t exactly go to sleep that earlier either, but as soon as his head hits the cushion it takes him very little to fall asleep, with you by his side that effect is even more immediate.

but there’s a huge difference with him staying awake until late because he wants, to you staying awake sometimes even until 5am because even if you try to fall asleep you just can’t.

which is exactly why he’s very worried about then seeing you restless, let out big sighs and yawn during the day from how bad you sleep at night.

in his own way, he starts to take more care about you, hoping he doesn’t bothers you with his actions.

he prepares you hot milk or chamomile before you two head to sleep and once in bed he decided to do things differently from usual, so he picks you up from your spot placing you between his legs with your head resting on his broad chest, confusing you totally with this move, he rest gently his hand under your jaw telling you to relax it while rubbing his thumb on it with slow movements.

he then hugs your waist, not too tight, and starts whispering into your ear to relax the muscles of your neck while caressing it tenderly, then your back and so on, until you literally don’t feel tensed up anymore, his closeness, rhythmic heartbeat, soft touch and way of talking to you with such a warm voice helped a lot in relaxing all your muscles.

dabi then finally rested his hand on top of your head starting to caress it slowly and delicately, with so much care that it moved you, while humming lowly a song that you failed to recognise because your sense started to become dull and eyes to become heavy until they didn’t close completely.

he peeked down, careful not to wake you up, before resting his cheek on your head softly and closing his eyes: “sweet dreams love, hope to help you more from now on...”

[trippygalaxy]

@ootlink-is-love

MY SMALL SUBMISSION OF PROPAGANDA FOR THE WAR AGAINST TEAM LEGEND 🫡🫡

LONG LIVE TEAM TIME!

[t-u-i-t-c]

☆ on the lookout for chaos ☆

[thaliajoy-blog]

Daenerys in green ! with baby Rhaegal. The outfit is inspired pretty liberally from ancient greek clothing (plus she's wearing a wig, in fact). In my fanon, it's the classical, evergreen Valyrian style.

[freddyfazbears-kinhelp]

Hello

May I request a moodboard for Eclipse from Balloon World (or fanon Eclipse)?

I'd like themes of stars, royalcore, and nature

Yeah... thought I'd do something productive while fronting, and by productive, I mean trying to get a moodboard for myself ;P /p

☆Jupiter

-🌌GalaxialAuthority🌌

posted! i hope you like it. tell me if you want anything different :)

[kelin-is-writing]

One more from me

How would Dabi react if your love language included BITING. You just walk up to him and CHOMP his shoulder like "hm yes, this person I like him, let me BITE" his fingers are also not safe

purely based off of how I show affection DONT LOOK AT ME

dabi x fem!reader

congratulations, you’ve just found a deign rival on that!

the first time you’ve bit him dabi was shocked, to say the least, after you explained our confused boy that biting it’s how you show love he went “haaa so ‘s like that?”, the next thing you know he has leaned down and bit your cheek with a “gnaw” leaving you totally stunned.

you turned to him with wide eyes holding your cheek confused, while he was looking back at you with a sly smirk and half-lidded eyes “what? i’m reciprocating, can’t i?”, HE’S RECIPROCATING! AND YOU’RE COMPLETELY LOSING IT!

from then on it was a challenge continue between the two of you: whenever you bite him he bites you back, dabi has even started to leave actual marks on you at some point, be it on your neck, shoulders, collarbones or thighs, there isn’t an empty (visible) spot on you that he hasn’t touched. same goes for you, whenever he feels your teethes on him he can’t help but feel his heart flutter, even more after knowing the reason you bite him. he goes completely crazy though if you bite him on the neck, that spot has him putty in your hands and a groan might actually escape his lips so be careful 👀🤭

[salemlunaa]

VOID STATE: NO PRACTICE NEEDED

you either know you’re getting in or you aren’t, there’s no “trying”

So this topic has come to my attention, as i see alot of bloggers saying to shift you need practice and to stop giving people “unrealistic expectations”. No shade but to that i say bullshit. Shifting/Tapping in to the void is and will always be as easy as fucking breathing. We are gods meaning that everything and i mean everything is easy for us. Saying you need practice for something that is inside of us, something so easy, really contradicts the idea of being a god. We don’t need to practice for something inside of us. Saying that shifting is as easy as breathing isn’t toxic and deceiving it will be true if that’s what you stand firm in.

Now for those who have known about the void for a “long time”. Stop telling me how much “time” you’ve “wasted”, because you shouldn’t care, it’s not real and you know you can flip your thoughts in nano seconds. Again, i see so many people who lie and say that they are confident but in the back of their mind they go “i’ve known about the void and have been failing for 2 years, why would today be any different” or “i’ve wasted so much time let’s just see if i get in today”.

but let me tell you, there is no “trying”. You are either 100% you are tapping in today, or you know you won’t, there is no “i’ll try tonight” or “i’ll use this method and MIGHT get into the void today”, no no no when you come into this with a trying mindset you will never get far in this void journey. It’s like that tomorrow riddle the one saying “what says it’s coming but never does”. Because if you tell yourself that you’re trying, you will always be in the state of trying for the void and never in the state of having the void. This applies to any desire, you will always be in the state of desiring something (in this case, being the void) and never in the state of having that desire. You must know that you are entering the void, know that there is no other outcome than the void and it will be as easy as breathing.

You can’t have one foot out the door you must know and don’t think that this is hard to do, just flip your thoughts and persist whenever you think about the void. And as god your subconscious mind will see this and reflect the fact that the there is no other outcome than the void. So please do not feel discouraged like you have to practice for the void and “waste more time” or do challenges that last weeks to “fix your self concept” because these are things that can be done in seconds. Do i need to remind you who you are? as god, whatever you want comes to pass immediately, just stand firm in that and shifting and the void will be as easy as breathing.

BE 100% SURE OF YOURSELF AND KNOW THAT THE VOID IS THE ONLY OUTCOME, THEN IT WILL BE AS EASY AS BREATHING. 🎆🌌💋

(ps: did you guys miss me? 😏)

[trippygalaxy]

I KNOW YOURE ASLEEP

BUT 2B on TIME🥺🥺🥺

Our boy is STRESSED!!! Oof what happened hon? Wind and wild causing havoc again?

[shomatoriashi]

10/30/24; 05:23pm

itoshi rin x fem.reader

notes / warnings: unedited; potentially ooc.

a part of you knew that you shouldn’t be basking in the way your boyfriend was currently suffering from a fever-

but truly, could anyone blame you for wishing to see the infamous itoshi rin in a more vulnerable position?

your day started out pretty normal, with you doing your usual morning routine when rin’s text tone was heard coming from your phone. warmth fills you at the thought of receiving a text from your beloved boyfriend, but as you swiped at the notification, your happiness was quickly replaced with concern.

rin-rin ⚽️💙: hey, sorry, can’t make it to our movie night. i just took my temperature and it’s 38°C.

you 🌌: oh nooo! have no fear my love, if you can’t come to me, i’ll just come to you!!

rin-rin ⚽️💙: no, don’t. i feel like shit and i can’t do anything.

you 🌌: say no more, i will come over and personally fight your fever (ง •̀_•́)ง

rin-rin ⚽️💙: wait, don’t come over; i don’t want you to get sick, either.

you didn’t heed his words, choosing instead to ignore his texts as you got ready to head over his place. opting to dress more comfortably with the intention of taking care of him, you simply take the essentials with you before making your journey to his apartment.

within the next 30 minutes, you arrive at his place, using the spare key he had given you to walk inside his home. upon entering, you bask in the lingering scent of his cologne, letting it surround you as you allowed the scent to lead you toward rin’s bedroom.

stepping into his room, you saw his form curled up beneath the blanket, unable to see you because of how sick he felt. empathy fills at your heart, and you manage to kneel down beside him, seeing his damp head of hair peeking out from the comforter. letting out a soft sigh of his name, you gently gave his head a series of gentle pats.

a groan was heard in response to your soft caress, with rin finally managing to peek his head out from beneath his comforter. an uncharacteristic pout was seen on his face, with his cheeks dyed a deep shade of red as evident of his fever.

“i…i told you… not to c-come…” his turquoise eyes were filled with annoyance, yet you didn’t let that stop you from leaning forward, giving his damp cheek a kiss.

“hush, you need me, and there’s no way in hell i’m leaving you alone.”

you reach into your bag, pulling out a bottle of cold water while helping rin sit up in bed. he grumbles a bit, but accepts the bottle of water all the same. “i’ll be right back, okay?”

rin hums, giving you a weak nod all while tending to his water bottle. with him slowly rehydrating, you step out into his kitchen and decided to make a light and easy meal of chicken rice porridge. raiding his fridge, you were happy to see lean cuts of chicken breasts along with some scallions as well.

remaining focused on the task at hand, you work on cooking this simple meal, basking in the savory scents that fill at the air. roughly an hour passes when you finally finished cooking the rice porridge for rin. you place the hearty bowl on a tray with another cold bottle of water along with some medicine.

returning back to his room, you smile at seeing rin still settled in bed. he weakly meets your gaze while his breathing remained somewhat labored. your name falls from his parted lips in a bit of a gasp, which makes your heart clench even further for him.

“poor baby, has no one taken care of you before when you got sick?”

rin looks away in response to your question, eyes seeming to shimmer as they appeared glazed over. “hey, come here, look at me.”

you carefully set his meal off to the side, on his nightstand. sitting next to him on his bed, you carefully grip at his chin, forcing him to meet your gaze. the shiny quality was still seen in his gaze, and you give him a loving smile. “you’re not weak for feeling sick and unwell. you deserve to be loved and taken care of… you don’t have to go through this alone, because i’ll be here for you, okay?”

rin remains silent, giving you a single nod as he seemed to lean in to your touch, allowing the tip of his nose to trace at the palm of your hand before pressing a kiss against it. your smile widens upon feeling such a soft sensation, with you now determined to spoil him when you picked up the bowl of rice porridge.

you allow the spoon to scoop up a decent portion, blowing on it a few times before offering it to rin. “i can feed myself.”

“i know you can, but i want to do this for you… please, let me take care of you?”

your boyfriend lets out a scoff, unable to meet your gaze when he open his mouth, accepting the spoonful of porridge. with a happy grin on your face, you continue to feed him, offering him some sips of water here and there as you willingly tended to his every need.

when the bowl was completely emptied, you set it off to the side while giving him some medicine, allowing him to take it while emptying the entire bottle of water. once he was fed and had taken his medicine, you were ready to clean up the kitchen and emptied dishes when rin stops you.

you look down to see the way his larger hands weakly gripped at your wrist before pulling you. your body immediately falls when a jerking tug pulled you back into bed as strong arms grabbed you, holding you against a hard chest.

the force of rin’s pull was so strong that you nearly slipped to the ground were it not for the arms that supported you. your curious eyes meet with his gaze once more, and you found yourself being engulfed in a tight embrace as rin hid his face into your hair. you could feel his hot breath fanning against your neck producing a hot sensation that began traveling up your skin.

“r-rin?!” you attempt to wiggle out of his embrace, but his arms wrapped around you were as strong as steel, making your efforts become fruitless. it felt like rin had no intention of letting you go, as his breathing becomes labored all while keeping you within his embrace.

“don’t leave me…” he weakly starts, his grip on you growing firmer as he sighs against you. “need you… here…” your eyes widened momentarily before softening, your heart melting at the sight of rin holding you so tightly against him.

“i…” he begins again, his voice nearly breathless while tinged with exhaustion that you felt a rush of love and empathy swell within the depths of your heart, “i don’t want you to go.” the words were whispered so softly that you could barely hear it-

but you managed to catch his words all the same, responding with an affirmative hum as you began to wrap your arms around his broad back with your cheek resting against his chest. now that he was certain that you wouldn’t leave him, rin falls back in bed, taking you within his arms before falling into a peaceful slumber all while clinging to you-

treating you like you were his greatest comfort.

end notes: gahhh you readers have no idea how many times i’ve erased this, then rewrote it over and over again before getting it right with this post. despite how much i adore rin as a character, it’s so hard to make him not appear so ooc, hhhhhh….! i’ll edit and make changes once this is posted 😭

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[auveiss]

Astrologian 🌌 Fullbody shade commission ✨ So happy that i finally got the chance to work on a FFXIV themed coms ❤️

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[leggerefiore]

cw: fluff, sleeping,

characters: Ingo, Cyrus, Lear, Nanu

summary: You observe your boyfriend's sleeping face and how peaceful it is to his usual expression.

▲Ingo▼

● His warmth beside you was captivating as you attempted to fall asleep. A gentle, lavender glow illuminated the room from the ghostly flames that flickered forth from his pokemon from the other side of the room. The sound of a rainy ambience tapped against the window of your bedroom. It was a calming, peaceful scene. Perfect to fall asleep to, in truth. Yet, you had your attention consumed by the cute, slumbering expression of your boyfriend. It was rare that you were awake after he had fallen asleep.

● The usual tense expression that was frozen on his face had melted away into something gentle. His signature frown may have remained, but the relaxed posture of his brows and soft look of his eyes closed made your heart race. To see Ingo in such a state… You almost were tempted to reach a hand out to stroke his cheek. Yet, any small movement truly ran the risk of waking him. He was such a light sleeper. Instead, you just observed. His arms were wrapped around your waist to hold you close to him. You giggled silently at it all. Nuzzling into his chest, you finally let yourself drift off for the night. Your fill of sleepy Ingo had been obtained.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ The comforting presence at your side made you wake up despite wanting to sleep. It was quiet in the room and nearly too dark to see die to the curtains blocking out most lights from the city outside. Yet, streams peered through and made gentle illuminance in the room. Weavile lay curled up at your feet, snoozing in decadence many of its species would simply envy. You felt similarly at your lover's side, who slumbering peacefully in a rare moment of letting himself relax. It was rare that you saw him sleeping, especially in bed with you.

☄️ The intense expression on his face – what, with knitted brows and a constant frown – was replaced with something softer. His lips were still downturned, but his brow line relaxed to show his restfulness. Cyrus looked at ease. It was a truly rare sight to behold. Furthermore, you felt your weight pressed against him as he held you tightly to him. His grasp was nigh inescapable – not that you would dare. A show physical affection was quite rare from him. Though you did dare to nuzzle into him, listening to him grunt in his sleep and rest his chin around your head. In the morning, you would certainly comment on this, but for now, you would take all the Cyrus cuddles that were offered to you.

👑Lear💎

🪙 It was somewhere in the early morning, just when the sun was rising. The bed underneath you was something far too comfortable and luxurious for you to have ever obtained on your own. Gentle streams of light came into the large room from long, tall windows. It was dimmed by the drawn curtains atop them, however. A certain legendary slept in its own, miniature bed in another part of the far too big bedroom. It would have been something that you registered more forwardly had you not been overtaken by the cute expression of a certain prince who was still fast asleep.

🪙 His usual shades were gone from his face, and whatever intense grin or frown usually decorated his face was replaced with something far gentler. His eyes firmly closed, but his lips fell together in a soft smile that made the prince's true nature more apparent. Lear seemed truly able to be himself for just moment – even if only in unconscious. You sighed. It was rare that you woke before him as his duties often kept him busy. But, you enjoyed the rare sight with a smile of your own. His arms held you tightly to him, almost more like a stuffed toy than a lover, but it was reflective of that more desperate, childish side to him. Nuzzling into him, you closed your eyes again. Something to tease the prince about later.

🐈‍⬛️Nanu❤️‍🩹

🌑 The sun broke through the blinds of police station turned home with an almost sense of annoyance. Alola's main attraction was almost certainly the enemy to sleeping in, yet you found yourself unable to even get up from the couch. A Meowth had happily decided to place itself atop you and the man slumbering undisturbed at your side. It was clearly some later point in the morning, but a sleepy atmosphere permeated the room. Meowths slept unperturbed. You almost envied them. Instead of grumbling, you opted to focus your attention elsewhere.

🌑 Nanu's face seemed like the beat option, so you gazed at the sleeping man's face. The years of harsh work would never seem to leave his face, gifting him with wrinkles that reflected his stress, but in the lapse of unconscious, something almost softer fell across it. His usual frown was lightened when paired with the relaxed pose of his eyes brows. That usual facade of apathy replaced with a gentleness more reflective of the man who lurked underneath the retired International Police elite officer. He held you to him tightly, showing how desperately he did not want you to go from him. You were truly someone important to him these days, after all. You let out a sigh at this. Well, if this was how it was to be. Nuzzling back into him, you let yourself drift off again. The Meowths would certainly wake you both later to demand food.

[kelin-is-writing]

HELLO.THERE.SHADE.I.AM.SO.FUCKING.WET???

no because like– this was so freaking hot and my eyes burn and are teary from how excited i got while reading, no kidding here... WHEN HE STARTED TO PUT AN HICKEY ON OUR NAPE???? IN PUBLIC???? LOUDLY???? MY LEGS NEVER OPENED UP SO FAST?????

There was no time for romance right now. He fumbled with his belt, pulling his pants down just enough to free his cock. You could feel it pressing against your inner thigh, pre-cum smearing against the edge of your panties as he rutted against you in anticipation. The fabric stretched and tensed, cutting into your skin when Dabi yanked at them — your voice catching in your throat as he ripped your underwear clean off. A twinge of annoyance flashed in your mind — that was one of your favorite pairs. Your eyes followed the fabric scraps to the floor where they lay discarded against the greasy tiles of the McDonald’s bathroom, ruined and destroyed. You didn’t have time to mourn their loss: Dabi was done wasting any more precious seconds of not fucking you senseless. The man shoved his cock inside of your sweet, warm pussy — groaning with a desperation that set the hair in the back of your neck on end.

I FUCKING SOBBED.

I.

FUCKING.

SOBBED.

something about this bit right here is just so– *moans* exactly... WHEN DABI GROANS. WHEN. DABI. GROANS. I. FUCKING. CRY. GOD. HELP. ME.

“Keep it down, princess, this is a fucking family establishment,” Dabi taunted with a breathless whisper, never once slowing down his pace or pausing to let you catch a break. 

he's such an annoying little shit (affectionately) i swear to god 😭

this part genuinely made me snort and think “WELL, MAYBE IF SOMEONE WASN’T FUCKING ME SO GOOD—”

Dabi felt your sweet cunt clenching, walls fluttering furiously and tightly around his hard cock as your orgasm crashed over you. He fucked you through each wave, shoving your body against the partition wall as it buckled and shook under the pressure. Feeling you clenching on his dick was all Dabi needed to drop his load inside of you as well. His teeth sank into your neck in an attempt to muffle his groans as he spilled his cum into you, cock pulsing with each ripple of pleasure that coursed through him. You felt your legs trembling, struggling to stay upright in the cramped toilet stall as he pumped you full. Thank fuck for Dabi holding you up or you would have sank through your knees ages ago. Every sweet, hot ounce of his cum poured into you, dribbling down and gathering at the base of his cock as he churned your insides until he was completely, utterly satisfied.

holy shade thank you immensely for the food you've provided us today, amen 🙏🏻

“Y’know, babe —” Dabi said, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulled you in close. You could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke, whispering into your ear like he was telling you a secret. “I McLoved that.”

he's such an annoying little shit for real i swear to god

i fucking love dabi so damn much and you always do him justice when you write about him 🤧💜

[Spicy] Dude, This is a McDonald's | (afab!Reader/Dabi)

Summary: You're craving some McDonald's so you drag Dabi along with you to go get a burger and fries, but the man cannot keep it in his pants around you. Contains: Unprotected Naughties, Semi-Public Smut, Creampie, Swearing, McDonald's Bathroom (that's a warning on its own) wc: [2.4K]

Minors DNI 🔪

Taking Dabi with you to McDonald's was a mistake.

You were just trying to get a fucking burger, not get your back blown out in a public restroom. But alas, here you were, shoved up against the toilet paper dispenser with the man’s hands groping your ass, squeezing the flesh with his large palms as he backed you up into the stall. You pressed your hands against the powder blue toilet partition wall, stifling a laugh as you read one of the little messages scrawled on the bumpy surface.

‘The future is in your hands’ — and scribbled beneath it in different handwriting: ‘my dick is the future?’ How truly poetic. Ah, public bathroom stalls: the home of the funniest jokes and best life advice you’ll ever read. And, apparently, Dabi’s favorite place to fuck. To be fair, it didn’t really matter to the villain where he got his dick wet, as long as he could have you choking on it with that pretty tongue of yours dangling aimlessly against the underside. 

“Dabi–” you complained half-heartedly.

The only reply he graced you with was a breathless chuckle before cutting you off with a searing hot kiss. Of course. There was no arguing with the man once he’d made up his mind. He fumbled, shoving his fingers beyond the edge of your waistband, eager to get his hand cupping that precious cunt of yours. 

You just had to wiggle your ass at him on the way in, didn’t you?

It started with Dabi’s hand on your waist as you went over to the digital kiosks to place an order. Whenever the two of you went out, he made it a point to hold onto you in some way, shape or form. Your hand in his. A tight grip on your waist, or middle. Anything to keep you nice and close. By his side, where you belonged. You didn’t know why Dabi was so insistent on touching you in public — perhaps he simply wanted to be close to you, or maybe he liked to show off who his pretty girl was. Whatever Dabi’s reasons were, his fingers brushed against the hem of your clothes, playing with fabric as he wrapped his arms around you from behind.

“What do you want?” you asked, feeling the villain move to rest his head on your shoulder and peer at the screen. “I’m gonna just get a burger and fries.” 

“Milkshake.” Dabi’s voice was gruff as he grunted his response in your ear. Navigating the categories until he found what he was looking for, he pointed at the menu to show you what he was craving. “And a 10-piece of nuggets.”

Having you in his arms always had the unfortunate side-effect of eroding Dabi’s ability to restrain himself. You just looked so fucking perfect with his hands on your hips. With every passing second you spent choosing your meal, Dabi became more impatient with the situation. Not for the food no. You were wearing that good perfume again. The one that made his dick hard whenever he so much as caught a whiff of it. And now that the man had his hands on you, Dabi couldn’t help himself anymore. You were so damn delicious — he was practically salivating already. His cerulean eyes traced the curve of your exposed neck, drinking in every dip and curve of bare skin you had on display. It looked so soft, inviting — and far too pristine and flawless to his liking. Not nearly enough marks and hickeys to decorate your beautiful body. He should change that.

Bruised was a really nice color on you, after all.

You gasped feeling his lips on your neck – a rush of energy flooding your body. The shiver that ran down your spine made Dabi’s grin grow wider.

“Fuck — Dabi!” you scolded, feeling his teeth sinking into the tender flesh of your exposed nape. The man was shameless as he sucked your skin between his teeth and bit down. There was no way he wasn’t leaving a hickey behind with how ferociously he was lapping at your body. Every little noise you made only riled Dabi up more – the sound of your voice, gasping and scandalized by his actions made his cock throb in anticipation.

“If you insist, baby…” he hissed out, dragging you away from the kiosk toward the bathroom. You stumbled over your own feet, trailing after Dabi as he made his way to the back of the McDonald’s dining area. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was on his mind right now and you knew for a fact that Dabi didn’t give a shit about having a quicky in public. He’d have you anytime, anywhere. As long as you were willing to spread those pretty fucking thighs for him, he was ready to stuff you full of cum without hesitation.

That’s how you ended up with one foot on the toilet seat and your hot-blooded boyfriend rutting his hard cock into your clothed pussy. Dabi’s fingers slipped into your underwear — a pleased, guttural groan rumbling in his chest as they brushed against your cunt, finding it already nice and wet for him.

“Shit, babe,” he cursed, pressing a couple of fingers into your aching heat. Just feeling your walls clench around these two digits drove him wild. His breath feels hot against your ear as he leaned in, resting his head against your shoulder while his fingers got to work prying you open to get you ready for his throbbing cock. “Here I thought I was bein’ the needy one but look at you. Guess you’re just as filthy as me, hm? That’s okay, it’s what I like about ya.”

“Dabi,” you whined desperately, back arching against the partition wall as he curled his nimble fingers inside of you. “Hurry the hell up, we’re gonna get caught —”

“We won’t be if you keep that pretty mouth of yours shut, baby.” Dabi clamped his free hand firmly over your lips, muffling whatever retort you were about to spit back at him. It was probably some sarcastic bullshit comment anyway so he wasn’t sorry about shutting you up in the slightest. “Just keep that leg up on the seat and let me handle the rest, yeah?”

When you mumbled an affirmative series of noises against the palm of his hand, Dabi chuckled. Even when he tried to keep you quiet you just couldn’t resist trying to get the last word in. It was part of your charm and just made him want to fuck you so hard until that chatty attitude of yours shattered and all you could say was his name. You knew that too. It was a fun little game the both of you liked to play, especially in a public setting like this one.

Eventually, one of you would crack and Dabi would end up balls deep inside of you.

There was no time for romance right now. He fumbled with his belt, pulling his pants down just enough to free his cock. You could feel it pressing against your inner thigh, pre-cum smearing against the edge of your panties as he rutted against you in anticipation. The fabric stretched and tensed, cutting into your skin when Dabi yanked at them — your voice catching in your throat as he ripped your underwear clean off. A twinge of annoyance flashed in your mind — that was one of your favorite pairs. Your eyes followed the fabric scraps to the floor where they lay discarded against the greasy tiles of the McDonald’s bathroom, ruined and destroyed. You didn’t have time to mourn their loss: Dabi was done wasting any more precious seconds of not fucking you senseless. The man shoved his cock inside of your sweet, warm pussy — groaning with a desperation that set the hair in the back of your neck on end.

Your head lightly banged against the power blue partition wall and your foot nearly slipped off the toilet seat as Dabi began thrusting into you. The movements were shallow and sharp, grinding deliciously against that spongey spot inside of you that he loved to bully with his pierced cock. It’s like the guy knew exactly where to hit you to make you whimper and cry like a common whore. He could feel your hungry breaths catching against his palm — fingers clasping tightly over your lips to keep you from screaming.

“Keep it down, princess, this is a fucking family establishment,” Dabi taunted with a breathless whisper, never once slowing down his pace or pausing to let you catch a break. 

You could only mewl into his hand, struggling to keep your heavenly cries under control each time he slammed his hips into you. Dabi’s burning blue eyes are glued to yours as he roughly pistoned his cock as far as it would go into your precious pussy. You felt so fucking perfect — he couldn’t get enough of you. Hell, half the time you two ended up fucking in a bathroom it was because Dabi couldn’t keep his dick from twitching at the sight of you. Even now, when he had you clenching on his fat cock, he wanted more. Harder. Deeper. Faster. It would never be enough. The toilet stall walls groaned and creaked with each thrust, shaking as they threatened to shamble off the hinges the longer you two spent inside the cubicle.

You could feel his tip grinding up against your cervix as Dabi leaned his full weight into you.

For now, the bathrooms were deserted but it would be naive to think they would remain that way. It was both thrilling and terrifying to know that the threat of someone catching the two of you in the act was very real. It added an itching urgency to the way Dabi moved, goading him into finishing this little romp as quickly as possible. He was doing a bang-up job at that. Your legs trembled as he fucked himself into you, eagerly slamming you down on his cock.

“Ssh, ssh, ssh —” he cooed when you got too loud again, pressing his lips against your forehead for a quick kiss. If it were any other man, the gesture might have been soothing. But this was Dabi: you knew better. The man was taunting you, taking pleasure in the fact that his pretty girl couldn’t moan for him like she wanted to. “Shut the hell up, you’re gonna get us caught…”

The way your eyes fluttered each time Dabi shoved his cock into your sweet cunt, your breath fanning against the palm of his hand — there was just something so fucking hot about your flushed face leaning back against the toilet stall like that. You looked completely helpless and desperate, just the way Dabi liked to have you. Grinding on his cock like you had something to prove, gasping and whining into the palm of his hand. You sounded almost like you were choking. He was utterly obsessed with that blissfully fucked-out look in your eyes. The sight alone was enough to make him wanna fill that pretty pussy of yours with his spunk. His fingers tightened their grip as he picked up the pace, digging into the soft flesh of your cheeks and admiring the way your face puffed up in his grip.

“You look so fucking good like this,” Dabi panted into your ear. His cock twitched in anticipation of what was to come. The man was so ready to fill you up with his thick, velvety cum. Every muffled moan you let out pushed him closer to the edge, urging him to cum in that heavenly cunt of yours. But there was one more thing he needed before he could finally give in to that desire. “I need you to cum on this dick, baby. C’mon, do it for me. I need to feel that pussy gushing on my cock, give it to me…” Dabi’s free hand grabbed your thigh and pressed it against the stall, spreading you open even more so he could shove himself even deeper and harder into you. You cried out, squirming at the feeling of his flushed tip plunging into your quivering pussy.

There was no holding back anymore. You couldn’t if you tried. Not with the man’s cock practically spearing you into oblivion.

Dabi felt your sweet cunt clenching, walls fluttering furiously and tightly around his hard cock as your orgasm crashed over you. He fucked you through each wave, shoving your body against the partition wall as it buckled and shook under the pressure. Feeling you clenching on his dick was all Dabi needed to drop his load inside of you as well. His teeth sank into your neck in an attempt to muffle his groans as he spilled his cum into you, cock pulsing with each ripple of pleasure that coursed through him. You felt your legs trembling, struggling to stay upright in the cramped toilet stall as he pumped you full. Thank fuck for Dabi holding you up or you would have sank through your knees ages ago. Every sweet, hot ounce of his cum poured into you, dribbling down and gathering at the base of his cock as he churned your insides until he was completely, utterly satisfied.

Once Dabi was completely spent, he pulled out and released your breathless mouth from his grasp. Quickly shoving his cock back into his pants and buckling up, the man cast a glance through the cracks of the toilet stall to see if anyone had walked in. The room was deserted. You were in the clear — having gotten away with a quick fuck in a McDonald’s bathroom. It was quite thrilling but also deeply embarrassing. Not exactly the type of passionate encounter you’d brag about to your friends.

You were perfectly happy to never tell a damn soul what had happened here today.

“Looks like it’s our lucky day,” Dabi chuckled out, grinning from ear to ear as he basked in the thrill of your public little tryst. Ripping a piece of toilet paper from the holder, he dabbed you clean and wiped away his spunk before chucking it in the bowl, flushing. It was a nice gesture, really, since you didn’t have a pair of panties to cover yourself with anymore.

As you both made your way out of the bathroom, you smoothed out the creases in your clothes, trying to act normal. Luckily for you, no one seemed to be paying any mind to the two of you stumbling back into the restaurant, looking like you just ran a marathon. 

“Y’know, babe —” Dabi said, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulled you in close. You could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke, whispering into your ear like he was telling you a secret. “I McLoved that.”

“You’re the fucking worst.”

[kelin-is-writing]

I don't know who else to yell at about this AND YOU JUST HAPPENED TO BE IN MY CROSSHAIRS -- COME HERE, LISTEN /strangles

Mr. Compress being a flamboyant, charming, and sly individual was definitely a big factor in why you liked him. That, and the air of mystery he seemed to exude. It was the mask, wasn't it? You found yourself staring at his face -- or lack thereof -- more often than you cared to admit. Truly, you were a MASTER of subtlety. He must have caught you staring about a dozen times, but always played it off like a gentleman. "Have I enchanted you yet, my darling (Y/n)?" he would ask, laughing as you scrambled to compose yourself. Fuckin' smooth, dipshit. Why'd he always have to catch you gawking?

What you didn't know was that this little charade went both ways. Sako was simply better at covering his tracks. Less blatant about his admiration. The hold you had over him was beyond what you could have ever imagined. Sako finds himself wanting to impress you -- make you smile and laugh. Ah, your voice is so angelic. The utter joy he gets from watching your eyes sparkle as he performs an impressive sleight of hand trick is enough to motivate him.

"Every magician worth his salt needs a lovely assistant, wouldn't you agree?" He flirts RELENTLESSLY, but you're either too dense or too reserved to make a move back. At some point, he gets fed up with your reluctance to acknowledge his advances. If subtlety isn't a language you speak -- ✨extravagance✨ will have to do.

When you walk into the room, you're dumbfounded. Flowers, wine, candles and music. Sako was there waiting for you and claps his hands in anticipation at your appearance. "I thought perhaps this would erase any doubts you might have in regards to my intentions with you," he says, closing the distance between you. "You're quite easy to fool, my darling, but so very difficult to seduce."

Oh. You got it now. Finally.

"A dance, my dear?" he asks, offering his hand to you with a bow. After you take his hand, he brings it up -- moving his mask aside just a smidge to place a kiss upon your palm. "I've been craving this ever since we met. Let us make this a night to remember."

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT BUT OUUUGGGHH I SCREAM

four. words. for. sako: SMOOTH AND CLEVER MOTHERFUCKER.

he's (just like all the other LOV members) so used to be subtle and cautious with every little one of his move. but if for some reason you don't get the hint or try to ignore it, he would take every chance of you being near him to shamelessly flirt with you and be upfront about his feelings towards you, to corner you and get the words out of you. he ain't going to let you run away from these feelings.

would literally shower you with compliments from the moment you wake up to when you're about to go sleep. he's definitely the one to blame for the praise kink you've developed.

[miyahopscotch]

So I made an actual hazbin hotel oc, instead of making an au for my other ocs to be in that setting

(No shade, obviously because dude, it's so fun!?)

Anyways main point is, I worked hard on mainly this one image that once again Is fanart made for @blitzy-blitzwing hazformers au.

And idk I just feel like this oc of mine would like him.

He made him lavender tea :)

With his own special touch 🌌✨️

No, but fr, I like to picture them just hanging out like buddies :D.

[dramatic-dolphin]

barging into my mom's room like "i have a very important question. what color dress would look good on an amigurumi doll with red hair." because she probably knows (she has red hair)

this amigurumi doll i'm making shall have red hair. i have decided.

[trippygalaxy]

Ok

Prince!Time but he decides to be a little shit again and Reader loses him. So you know what that means

Execution

The Reader suddenly disappears and Time is overcome with worry. He asks around but nobody is allowed to tell him that Reader is in the dungeon and are to be killed in a few hours.

The next part can go two ways

One guard tells him and he goes to save Reader

Or

Time doesn’t know until Reader is put on the guillotine and crowds people came to watch.

Either way, Time is able to save Reader and books it with his hand in theirs. There’s no arrows flying or dramatic knights chasing them, because that’s the prince. They can’t risk hurting the prince or it’ll be their own heads under a blade.

Or

Time doesn’t save Reader and is only left to wallow in guilt and grief because he caused the death of his first love :)

It was terrible, but I tried to contribute to Prince!Time🥺

IAHSHSJSVWHS BFF GDJ

OKAOKAY BUT IMAGINE THAT THE TWO RUN OFF INTO THE LOST WOODS?! Time is pulling reader along as they race between trees and hanging branches. The knight manages to rip their arm free from the tightening grip of the prince.

Time halted the moment he couldn’t feel them anymore, quickly turning with fear running through his mind. He expected the knight to have collapsed from injures or overwhelmed with distress but all he found was a wide eye solider who stared him down.

“You…saved me. Why?” ‘W-what do you mean ‘why’!? They were going to behead you!’ “No shit, your highness! But why, for din’s sake, would you care?!’

Why would he care? Why would the prince of Hyrule, next in line of the throne, care about some knight? He wanted to scream it. Let the woods his words back to them to make sure they heard him right.

But the anger, the distrust and defensive stance you held told him not to. It told him to hold his tongue, to be quiet and chose his next words carefully. “I didn’t know they would attempt to take your life…I-I thought father would of just—“ ‘Just what? Fire me?!’

The silence was thick. ‘I was the protector of your, Link. I failed time and time again to prove that. A failure to protect you is a betrayal to the king. I am nothing more than a traitor to the crown.’

But you weren’t. It was his fault!! All of this was his fault! Time took a step forward, desperate to explain himself. Yet all you did was take a step back, keeping the distance between you two.

….

NEXT IMAGINE!!!

He sees it happens. The prince pushes through the crowd, eyes widen as his meet yours. He tries to yell, but all that comes out is a pitiful croak. The guillotine falls and your eyes shut for the last time.

Then and only then does he scream.

He tumbles up the stairs, legs failing his commands as he runs to your limp corpse. Its hard to see. Tears well up in his vision, causing your form to be nothing more than a darkened mess.

The prince hits the wooden floor beneath him, a new weight laying heavy on his chest. Soft but demanding words rush around around him, but all he cant hear is your voice echoing in his mind.

The executioner lumbers over to your body, bending over to grip at your head. His grotesque fingers lace themselves into your locks as he lift your mangled head towards the cheering crowd.

Why do you look so peaceful?

Why do you look so peaceful!?

Why do you look so—

@majesties-palace more prince!time for you bestie!!