#shining nikki mercury x reader

[shining-playervibes]

Another fun poll for you all! It's time to dive into some romance ones! There's a lot of characters so I wasn't able to put all of them here!

If they aren't on here, then please, comment them down below!

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

i would just like to kindly and anonymously confess that mercury could rail the shit out of me any day and i would thank him

mercury's so mean, so degrading and cold when he has the chance to pin you against the bed. telling you how pathetic you look all fucked out when he's barely so much as fazed, you're more like some needy whore with how much you're moaning his name.

his cock is so big and heavy, feeling like it's pushing right into your stomach with how tightly his hips press up against yours. mercury always has to prepare you with his slender fingers just so you can take him. not that he minds, he gets to see you beg and cry for more like the cute toy you are.

" i'm barely halfway in and you're already this exhausted? you're pretty pathetic for someone begging me to shove it in."

sex is simple for him, he's been around long enough to have enough experience under his belt and know exactly what he wants. you let him maneuver and bend your body however he wishes with little objection, and a man like him wastes little time. he'll have you screaming his name until it's all you'll even think about.

pushing you down on the bed is easy with his strength, but mercury likes it when you fight back a bit, to add to the already enticing atmosphere. it doesn't matter though, because soon enough he's pounding hard enough to leave bruises and he doesn't plan on stopping at all. each thrust fills you up and will leave you begging for more, and that's just the way he likes it.

" did i say that you could touch yourself? i don't recall giving you permission to let you touch yourself like a whore."

and his groans are so deep and raspy that he sounds more like a feral beast than the imposing man he is as he keeps hissing every time you clench up around him. it's as if your insides have molded themselves into his shape, for him and him alone. something he can truly own in a world that has thrown him about left and right, and he'll be damned if he lets anyone else ravish you like he does.

he bought a pretty little collar just for you as gift for being such a good toy for him. mercury can't deny that you look perfect with the leather strap fixed snug around your nimble throat, peering up at him through thick feathery lashes. every time it clicks with each thrust he makes, mercury's reminded that you're his pet, and his alone. no one else will get to see you sobbing pathetically as you cum from his big cock hitting all the right places.

" look at you getting so worked up over this. we haven't gotten started and you've already cum all over yourself. pathetic."

you're always so good for mercury, doing your best to take him. always letting him fuck you like some kind of fleshlight and taking everything he has to give. so it comes as a surprise when you start seeing him smile more and tending to the love bites he leaves behind. but who can blame himーhow can he not spoil such a good toy like you?

" that's a good pet, you're doing good for me. i'll let you cum now. go on, cum like toy you are."

" say my name- that's it, scream it until you can't talk anymore."

" make sure you swallow all of it or else i'll give you another punishment. that's it, good job."

© latimeriafellfromheaven

[viviennevermillion]

Mercury | Physical Affection

dni if you're aphobic against any identity on the ace spectrum, have nothing nice to say or if anything else on my dni list applies to you

Slow, loving kisses: Mercury loves them. When he's had a particularly stressful day, seen a lot of things that angered him and reminded him of the past or he comes home from a longer business trip after having missed you quite a lot, he likes to just switch to more comfortable clothes and lay down in bed with you, pulling you close to him. He pulls you into a slow, passionate kiss; his hand placed onto your cheek and you can feel his tension fading as soon as his warm lips meet yours. He slips his tongue into your mouth and pours all the feelings into his kisses that he doesn't allow himself to communicate verbally. Or that he cannot find the words for, even after 126 years of being alive. You make him feel things he never thought he'd feel. Deep, pure, unconditional love. He may be cold to the rest of the world, but you were the only exception. The one person who made him feel like he could finally rest and feel at home somewhere. He'd protect you with all he has. Every kiss of his was a silent promise of that. He loves when he parts from you and you pull him in for another kiss, reminding him that you feel the same way for him and that over and over again you choose to spend your time giving him your love and care because to you he's precious and perfect just the way he was. Even though you knew about his past. About his origins. About his flaws. Mercury was no stranger to admiration but you saw him through different eyes. And you loved what you saw. He was deeply grateful for that. Kissing you felt like time stopped for him. Like for a moment he could forget the rest of the world and it was just you and him. This could drag on for a while if you're up for it. He's a busy man with a lot on his mind so he appreciates just being able to lose himself in your kisses for a while. Sometimes he'd whisper in between them that he loved you, sometimes you could feel him smile into the kiss. Occasionally he'd stop for a while to just admire your face and that he had you laying next to him, his eyes curiously scanning yours while he brushes a hand through your hair. Eventually he pulls you close again for more kisses.

Neck and shoulder kisses: Everytime you do this, he'll turn his head to the side, allowing you better access to his neck. He loves the tingling sensation he gets from it. The way you trail kisses down his neck and place appreciative pecks on the soft skin of his shoulders. The best way to get Mercury to relax is giving him neck and shoulder kisses. It's like every muscle you kiss relaxes under the touch of your soft lips because Merc suddenly becomes consciously aware of how tense he is. He's silent, as most of the time, only letting out the occasional happy sigh. It seems as though he fears if he'd talk, you'd stop. And this man needs a long time before he's willing to tell you when he wants affection and what he needs. So he just lets you continue however long you want, hoping to get the most out of it. He has his eyes closed and a peaceful smile on his face. He loves every single one of your kisses and the way you hold him, having your arms wrapped around his upper body to keep him close.

Soft ear nibbles: Bite the elf. But seriously, the first time you do this, he's awestruck. His ears have been a vulnerability since he was just a small child and something he had to hide for a long time, so he never let anyone remotely close to them but they're so sensitive. He probably hasn't blushed in ages but when you gently nibble on his ear for the first time, he can feel his cheeks growing hot and goosebumps spreading over his neck, shoulders and arms. He reaches for his face and places a hand on his skin, trying to figure out what the hell is happening. While he's lost in thought, you catch him off guard, gently nibbling on a particularly sensitive spot and he lets out a gasp and instinctively squeezes your hand, his heart rapidly beating in his chest. He shivers under your touch and pulls you closer. But you bet he's withdrawing as soon as you stop, leaving the room and trying to process what just happened, internally furious at himself for letting his guard down like this and exposing a vulnerability. It made him weak in the knees and his heart still hasn't calmed down and that scares him. Have patience with him, he's new to this. After that he doesn't let you do this again for quite a while. He loved it, obviously, but GOD FORBID he's letting you see him like this again. Compared to his usual, calm and collected demeanor he felt like a flustered mess. But as time went on and he trusted you more, he found he didn't mind if you did that again. He tries to pretend it doesn't affect him nearly as much as it actually does. But that's easier said than done. He especially "hates" it when you're doing this while he's trying to work (not really). It's a definite way to get him to take a break when you notice he's overworking himself again. "Stop that", he mumbles with his deep voice under his breath. But as soon as he has to realize that his concentration has already said goodbye and left for a vacation in Wintermount, he pulls your face close to his ear again, expecting you to continue.

Holding you in his arms: Merc likes to sleep or just rest with you comfortably snuggled against his chest and both of his arms wrapped around you, his head resting on top of yours. He's tall and he has big hands so his embrace feels protective and calming, like he's shielding you from the rest of the world. He feels grounded when he gets to hold onto you like this. It makes him feel like you two belong together. Occasionally he'd run his hand along your arm or give you a forehead kiss. His skin is warm and soft and he smells like the lotion he uses for showering. He likes to spoon you from behind but he prefers to have you facing him. It makes him feel closer to you. And he can just give you a kiss at any time.

Being held by you: Mercury likes you holding him just as much. Resting his head on your chest and burying his face in your neck. You can rest your head on top of his as well. His hair is soft and smells like shampoo. He loves to listen to your heartbeat and he tends to draw circles onto your back with his fingertips. He feels more blessed by you pressing a kiss to his forehead than he ever could by any Pigeon god.

Back massages: Mercury is basically a century of muscle tension personified. The best he's had is one of those massage armchairs. But he loves the pressure of your warm hands on his back way more. While it is helping him, the first few times you do this, it isn't as enjoyable to him because of the pain that comes with it. But as he's getting more relaxed in general, it feels like he's being given a special gift every time you do it. He sighs softly and closes his eyes, letting your fingers massage his shoulders and back. He's particularly sensitive around the area where his wings should be (whether he has them or not). He might fall asleep after a while. He looks so peaceful, you can't help but press a kiss to his cheek, before snuggling close to him and covering him with the blanket so he doesn't get cold.

Holding your hand: This one's always a reminder of your bond to him. That you've chosen to stay together and support each other. He holds your hand at the dinner table, when waiting for events to begin or while watching a movie or a play. When you're on your way to a foreign country for one of Mercury's business trips, he holds your hand in the car, resting it on his leg and caressing your knuckles with his thumb. Occasionally he brings your hand close to his face and presses a few soft kisses to it, reminding you that he adores you.

Resting your head on his shoulder: He loves you doing this when you just need to rest for a while. It's like he's looking out for you because you've chosen to lean on him and trust him. He also likes this when you both are doing seperate things. He'd be reading though documents while sitting on the couch and you could be looking through social media or watching TV. It's so simple and idle. It's a symbol for Mercury, that while you both were free and independent people, you'd always choose to return to the other and spend time in each other's presence.

[polterbean]

Beeeaaan 👀💕

May I have some headcanons about snuggling Mercury at night while it's raining outside his apartment? 🥺

Mercury has, of course, a fireplace in his apartment. This is just expected furnishing for a man of his calibre. He takes care of it himself: he lights it, he puts wood in it, he stokes it. Watching it for hours while the amber light warms his skin reminds him of his time with Ian.

Snuggling on rainy evenings is the best time, because he not only has a comfortable couch in the same room as the fireplace, the wall is basically covered with one wide window looking over Lodden. So when it rains and it becomes dark, the city lights look like a twinkling sea of stars, with him and you in the midst of it.

In the beginning he had only a few throw blankets. They all were nicely designed and fit perfectly into the interior design of the apartment, but they were nice in the sense of Nikki-trying-to-cook-for-you-nice. So one day you bring with you the biggest, fluffiest blanket you could find, only barely fitting with its design. You leave it. It becomes his favourite blanket, and from then on you always snuggle under it together.

Although having a big TV screen, it is usually off during these times. Instead music you both enjoy is serenading you in the background, like elegant jazz or classical cello. It doesn't interrupt you in quiet conversations about your thoughts, hope, and dreams, while also filling comfortably the silence when both of you fall into a sleepy lull.

On occasion his phone buzzes. Of course, he is after all a very important man and CEO, and sometimes he has to take care of important things spontaneously. But one time he takes the vibrating phone, throws a glance at the caller ID, and silences it. "They can do it themselves," he states. You assume they do, because you never hear a follow-up about it from either Mercury or the media.

Mercury likes to be the big spoon when cuddling, because he is not only a very tall man, but his entire being is based on being strong, unwavering, imposing. You feel safe in his arms, and when his breath tickles your neck, you feel relaxed instead of excited. You have very good dreams when he holds you like this.

Many times you wake up the next morning in the bedroom with him at your side and a freshly washed Lodden outside the curtained windows. Of course he carried you to bed. He always does.

[pantherkitten]

Date night with Mercury

I don't post my fiction often (never tbh) but I decided to give this one a try

⚜️ You get a letter in the mail with delicate pattern on it, you open it and see it's an invitation to a dinner in a fancy restaurant.

⚜️ When you read the end of the letter you see it. That one name which makes your heart beat rapidly. Mercury.

⚜️ Next day you receive a gorgeous dress in the mail, black chiffon dress with elegant gold details on the skirt, dress is perfect when you put it on, although maybe just a tad little bit too short.

⚜️ All you can do for the following week is think about the dinner. What jewelry should you wear, shoes, make up?? Will he notice if you change your hairstyle a little bit? Or does he prefer to see you all natural? You decide to go with a classic cat eye make up, Mercury loves cats, doesn't he?

⚜️ On the night of the dinner, you watch in disbelief as a limousine pulls up to your apartment. You knew Mercury was rich but you didn't expect this kind of treatment. You get in, a bit uncomfortable.

⚜️ When you reach the destination, you're led to a rooftop restaurant, view from the elevator is breathtaking as you go up. Can you imagine the view from the restaurant itself?

⚜️ The whole place is crowded, as expected for a Saturday night.

⚜️ "Miss...? Please follow me." You're taken past the tables and onto the roof, where a romantic candlelit dinner with the man of your dreams is waiting for you.

⚜️ Eyes big with bewilderment, you take in the sight. Gentle fairy lights, roses and petals and candles light just for the two of you.

⚜️ Mercury comes up behind you. "Enjoying the sight?" he smiles as he presses a kiss to your hand, leading you towards the table.

⚜️ You enjoy the warm night with the most amazing dishes you've ever tried. Mercury sure outdid himself with all of this. "Thank you, this is amazing." Your blush warms Mercury's heart. "It'll only get better from now on."

⚜️ Soon the most beautiful firework you've seen in your life light up the starry sky. However, you soon find yourself staring at the man in front of you. How the lights cast shadows on his face, but you quickly realise how warm and sincere is the look in his eyes as both fireworks and stars reflect in them. In this moment you know, no matter what would happen, this is the home you want to stay at. Mercury's heart. You're the only one who could get through the mask he's wearing, the only one who got to know the real him.

⚜️ Once you're done with the sweetest dessert you've tried in your life, Mercury leads you away. The two of you dance slowly to the faint sound of the music as thousands of stars fall from the sky. He puts his hand on your lower back, pulling you close. You can feel his heartbeat,which makes you blush even more. Mercury gently plays with your hair while whispering sweet words in your ear. Soon his intoxicating whispers is all you can focus on. ⚜️ "This is the best night of my life.." you mutter silently, your heart filled with overflowing happiness. "Not yet.." Mercury puts on one of his cool smiles before kissing you deeply and passionately.

[shining-playervibes]

SN SPOILERS(?) + SCENARIO BELOW

Besides the envoys, how would the others react to the player being the styling deity???

We all know how mercury mostly feels towards gods and everything. He knows about the player's existence, but nothing else is done with that further in the main story?? The player doesn't have any records in miraland *because* they don't belong there.

Does yexiao, or anyone else, know besides the main gang and a few others? This is SO good to write about. Because imagine being romantically involved with one of the characters who don't know.

A whole scene would go down between (your) playersona/oc and their S/O 👀👀

I need a buddy to geek out about each other's playersona/OC and the whole SN!universe

[shining-playervibes]

Incoming Fic???

Anyone else desperately need a fanfic of the whole shining nikki universe + the player?? I started this blog on the side for my thoughts and ideas! If anyone else is interested of a fic for player + the whole cast. It'll be a romance too-

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

thinking about mercury rn…

wah could you imagine like his sweet little partner happily coming to visit him at work with a homemade lunchbox, not knowing that he’d met a difficult investor that morning??

they’re so cute, fretting and worrying about the deep frown etched on his face, and jump at the opportunity when mercury offers to let them help relieve his stress, innocently unaware that his intent is to pick them up and fuck them against the huge window of his office, easily holding them in the air and bouncing them up and down on his cock like a toy as they writhe against the cold glass

his face remains impassive and you’d barely know he’s affected at all, but he’s really sadistically delighted by his partner’s tear stained cheeks and they way they cry and cling desperately to his frame, trembling in his arms and begging to be let down between their cute little moans and whimpers,,

omg sorry it’s so long i was hornier than i thought mercury does something to me fr TT

hi hi anon!

it's okie! i don't mind you writing and sending in long thirsts! i always have a blast reading those since you guys get really creative with them! also i sincerely apologize for not responding to your thirst in such a long time, but i'm trying to finish up any thirsts in my inbox so far,,,

also for mercury, yess!! i can see him as the type to remain pretty stoic during sex, but with you, his adorable and precious s/o, he can show his more hidden emotions and expressions, such as his lips curling back in a grimace when your tight walls clench around him tightly or a faint smirk when you start sobbing and chanting his name when his huge cock brushes against that spot inside of you that has you seeing stars. when he's finally finished fucking away all of his stress and frustration, he wraps you up in his oversized suit jacket and gingerly places you on his firm lap, and lets you fall asleep against him while he continues his work, only now with much less frustration.

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" i wonder if he'll like the little sandwiches i made..i hope he does, the bastard hardly ever eats at work."

you grumble as you hurriedly arrange the small but filling foods in a presentable manner in the small bento box. you were on your break from work, thank god, and you'd taken the time to prepare mercury some food. he'd sternly told you he'd be fine until he'd get home, but he still ate the food and quietly commented that it was good.

" geh, i doubt my cooking's as good as his." you mumble, before glancing at the digital clock of the microwave. good, you still had plenty of time. to be fair, you'd put your car into fucking overdrive just driving home; it was a miracle you somehow weren't pulled over for a ticket or something. heh, you guess you were really that lucky huh? just thinking that has you smugly grinning to yourself.

" alright, off we go!" dramatically, you skip out the door of the rather luxurious apartment, making sure to switch off the lights before slipping out the finely smoothed door. slipping the key in the lock and turning it, you twist the doorknob a few times before the deadbolt catches in the strike bolt, and hum in approval before setting off. all you can hear is the thumping of your shoes against the pristine floor, and the rapid beats of your heart.

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" good afternoon! is merc' available right now?"

" ah, good afternoon. mmm, he was meeting with an investor earlier, but i do believe that the meeting should be wrapped up just about now." the receptionist gives you a polite smile as she looks up from her computer, her short honey brown hair shining under the fluorescent lights of the ground floor.

" oh, thank you!" you breathily say your thanks, feeling relief bubbling in your stomach. most of the times you'd visit mercury, he'd always be busy and one of his secretaries or more trusted underlings to deliver it to him. you weren't mad however, you knew that he was an incredibly busy man and would have to deal with many..." troublesome" things, as he had often put it. sure it was lonely without him, but it wasn't like you would throw a fit over it. you weren't some immature, poorly written story character after all.

" oh yeah...i heard the investor was being pretty difficult with the boss." she mumbles, looking rather uncomfortable. you tilt your head in confusion and hum for her to continue, shifting the bento box to your other hand to prevent your wrist from tensing up. " i heard that they were being too pushy about the budget or something like that. and they were pretty inconsistent with their negotiations." sighing, she shakes her head before continuing. " i wouldn't be able to stay patient, i probably would've lost my shit or something.."

" ugh, same here." agreeing, you nod at her words, feeling a sense of pride at mercury's near-infinite amount of patience; you would know, you got to witness it firsthand. you'd call him a saint, but knowing him...he wouldn't like that.

" well, i'll get going. i don't want mercury's food to get cold." you flash her a hurried smile and a wave before quickly speedwalking to the shining metal elevator. ( eye color ) eyes dart up and down before coming to rest on the glistening translucent button for up and you push it. after a few seconds, a loud ding! resonates and the silver doors slide open and you step in hurriedly; you've heard stories about people's clothes being caught in the doors.

you shift to the side of the button panel and scan them before your eyes catch onto that oh-so-familiar button that'll take you to the top and where you'll meet that oh-so-familiar pair of green-grey eyes. you push it quickly but firmly and watch the metallic silver doors close with a mechanic hum, the floor begins to lowly vibrate, and up you go, up to the top.

the odd elevator jingle plays and wavers through in the air, faint enough to tune out but loud enough to still fill your ears with its soft melody. you grip the bento tighter as your body sways ever so lightly with the whir of the elevator and you lift your head up to the number indicator, glowing digits increasing at a moment's interval. you can't help but feel a bit nervous -- you know you shouldn't be since mercury had at least said that your cooking was improving and you'd barely seen the small ghost of a smile on his smooth lips. his...pretty lips. his kissable and plush lipsーgreat, now you really wanna kiss mercury.

ding!

clearing your throat, you jolt from your mini fantasy of kissing your desirable half-elf at the loud ring that pierces the air and the doors slide open. when you glance at the indicator, you realize it's already on the top floor and you hastily scurry out of the metal box, and your shoes echo against the pristine and clean floor. it wasn't surprising, since mercury always preferred to have his surroundings clean and organized, not that you blamed him.

it's rather spacious and luxurious, just breathing the air makes you feel poor, but you snicker at that anyways. the structure here is nice, and as you strut down the hall, you can see the familiar doors that you'd stopped by many times before and a giddy smile erupts on your face. god you feel like some kind of schoolgirl about to confess to her crush or something. but you clear your throat and stand up straight as you reach the doors. you're pretty sure that the desk lady buzzed mercury to let him know that you'd be here, and while you wanted your arrival to be a nice surprise, you understood why; just in case of any unwanted visitors coming up.

you almost hesitate to knock on the door, but you will yourself to quickly rap your knuckles against the wooden doors. the resounding thumps almost make you jump, but you quickly bring your hand back down to your side and adjust your wrist. your hands feel sweaty.

" come in."

with that, you pull on the silver handle and tug the door open, quickly slipping inside and making sure to gently shut the door behind you. when you look up, familiar green-grey eyes meet yours and you nearly jump out of your skin in surprise. mercury looks bored, sculpted chin resting on his gloved hand as he stares you down, but you can faintly see something akin to relief flicker in his eyes as he sets his hand down.

" afternoon sweetie! i brought you lunch!"

you quickly skip over to his side, the fluttering giddiness in your stomach returning once more. you gently slide the small plastic box onto his desk and he adjusts some of the paperwork situated on the surface to make room for his lunch.

" sorry i was late, the traffic over here was a bit hectic."

" mm, it's fine." he takes a look at the intricate clock on the wall." you're actually rather early today."

" ooh, about time. i did kinda speed my way over here, so..." he raises an eyebrow and you avert your gaze, sucking in your lips to throw off his suspicions. he faintly chuckles, but starts pinching the bridge of his nose as his gaze hits the signed contract in front of him.

" oh yeah, i heard about the investor you met with. heard they were being difficult and a stingy ass." he glances at you and you hold your hands up in defeat. " desk lady's words, not mine." okay, well, not really, but they sounded like a hardass and you were pretty sure mercury thought the same, because he lets out a sigh and sinks back into his chair, handsome features scrunched up in annoyance and frustration.

" well, not the words i would use, but in technical terms, yes, it was...difficult. i've never met a more difficult investor than them."

you hum and hover your hand over his, squeezing gently. he squeezes back in response, heaving a heavy sigh.

" has anyone ever told you how hot you look?"

he immediately shoots you a look, his face impassive but you feel all sorts of emotions being thrown your way with just his eyes.

" what? can i not tell my incredibly hot, skilled, and sexy boyfriend that he's hot?" you feign annoyance and scowl at him. you can see his lips just barely quirk up with a smile but he catches himself and quickly goes back to his usual grumpy face.

" heeyy, was that a smile?"

"no."

" please, i think i know when you smile. that's like the fifth one this year."

" ...i don't know if i should take offense to that or not."

" take it or leave it big boy." you huff, crossing your arms and rolling your eyes, and you can hear him chuckle in amusement.

" see? i'm funny! you're less stressed than before now!" he flashes you another look, but doesn't argue with you and pushes his chair back, standing up and right in front of you, completely towering over you. you audibly gulp, forgetting how intimidating and tall he could be.

" oh? you seem to know a lot about stress relief." he tips up your chin with his huge thumb, a faint smirk on his lips that has you trembling where you stand. " care to relive even more of my stress, darling?"

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" m-mercury, w-wait..n-not-hiiiiii?!" you throw your head back against the thick glass window when said man gives a sudden and deep thrust into your spasming hole, his thick and throbbing cock rubbing up against your sensitive spots. your vision blurs from the cloudy tears that well up and trickles down your hot cheeks.

" hold still." is the only reply you get and you choke back another moan as his gloved hands dig into the fat of your ass, pulling you upwards and jostling the thick cum inside. he only grunts as your nails dig into his broad shoulder blades, but you decide to dig your legs around his waist even tighter to stabilize yourself. but each time you even so much as shift, mercury's huge cock rubs, and throbs against your oversensitive walls.

" 's too much-i-i'm gonna die..!" you sob, pleading and searching for any mercy in his stone-cold face, but whimper when you meet his unblinking green-grey eyes.

" heh, you won't die." is all mercury says, cruelly chuckling before pulling his hips back slowly, dragging his huge shaft out of your clenching hole, smirking at your choked whimpers, before he suddenly slams his hips against the rim of your clenching hole and you shriek.

" HIIIIIIIII?! m-mercury-n-not so rough-UNNMMMHH!" shame bubbles up in your throat from how loud you cry out, knowing that anyone who'd walk past could hear your lewd moans and cries. mercury doesn't even seem to care, he just continues to drag his hips and slam them back, watching you like a hawk as you sob and clench around him.

" hnmg...i'm barely moving my hips and you're feeling this good already?" mercury chuckles at your desperate state like he wasn't affected as well, and you moan in response, drool starting to dribble out of the corners of your mouth.

" y-you keep moving your hips like tha-agnnhh?!"

" oh? like what? use your words ( name )." he purrs, his long grey locks tickling your flushed cheeks and he gives a particularly deep thrust into your hole just to tease you. you envy the way he can speak so calmly whilst doing something so lewd, but you can whine about that later. right now you're too dazed and pleasure drunk to even truly care enough to make a fuss about it.

" y-you keep pushing your dick in so deep..'s in my stomach-!!"

" oh? like this?" mercury's already as deep as he can go, so each movement of his hips has your moist walls clinging desperately to his huge cock, creating a tingling tight sensation that makes your head spin. he grunts, baritone voice shuddering with faint composure as your greedy hole squeezes him tightly, and you can barely seeーthrough your tearsーthat mercury is gritting his teeth, his handsome face scrunched up in a grimace of burning pleasure.

" nmggg.."

the dual stimulation of mercury's fat cock stretching out your hole and his choked voice invading your senses has your orgasm creeping up faster than you'd expected. mercury, hearing the rising octaves of your moans and the way your wet walls clench tighter around him, begins slamming his hips into yours with rapid speed. the only noises filling the spacious office with your delicious and shushed moans and his deep groans.

the invading thought of someone, anyone, walking in had briefly crossed your mind, but mercury had assured you that any one of his subordinates would think twice before entering his office without at least knocking. and given his cold and unmoving disposition, you found it hard to not believe him; he could be intimidating when he really wanted to be.

" ughahhh--!!"

your orgasm feels so strong, coursing through your veins as your cum-soaked walls squeeze and milk mercury's huge cock, but he just continues to fuck you, the fluttering of your walls pulling him to another orgasm. he murmured sweet nothings mixed with teasing words, his fingers digging harder into your ass. one sharp thrust has him pressing himself as deep as he can go, spilling his thick seed into your hole with a choked moan that sends shivers down your spine.

the two of you breathe heavily, clearly spent after one mind-numbing orgasm after another. your limbs slump against his body, but you weakly moan when he doesn't pull out, in fact, he's still as hard as ever, throbbing and pulsing inside.

" i'm not done."

" h-huh--?!"

with one quick movement, he has you against his desk, broad hands carelessly pushing away the paperwork and accessories off to the side of his desk. the cool wood feels like such a contrast against your heated skin but now you can at least see his face properly.

" heh, you look cute like this ( name )..." he purrs, his deep voice just going straight to your throbbing sex. he raises a hand and thumbs at the corners of your eyes, wiping at your skin and you realize that he's wiping away your tears. you make a noise, not realizing that you'd been actually sobbing from pleasure.

you whimper when you feel his huge erection throb erratically as he gazes down at you and it only takes a few moments for you to realize what's going on.

with a groan, he starts snapping his hips against yours once more with more vigor, huge cock rubbing against your deepest parts and sensitive spots. you cry out; it feels too good, you already came so..!

" m-mercury w-wait..no more, i-i already-!"

" you can go again, can't you?" a sharp thrust into your hole sends you reeling and forces you to moan out and clench tighter around him. " we've barely started after all."

you only sob from overstimulation, your fluttering walls sending shocks up your spine and mercury's deliberate thrusts aren't helping. each time he even so much as moves, the pleasure feels so overwhelming that it's a wonder that you haven't passed out yet. but yet you dig your legs into his waist, pushing him deeper inside and leaving him little room to pull away. not that he minds or even really cares for that matter.

" you want me to cum inside that badly, hm? i'd think you're enjoying this more than me darling."

" shut..up..!"

" hah, defiant are we?" he chuckles against your ear, and starts ramming his hips against yours with a bruising pace and you sob freely, clinging as tightly as you can to him. o-oh god, it feels too good-!!

" nono-'m gonna..unmhhh..unhhgg..y-you can't-!"

" ..so tight.."

to say that you were overstimulated would be an understatementーyour entire body felt like little electric shocks were pulsing and crackling inside of it, the pleasure that mercury was giving you felt like a tsunami wave crashing into and utterly drowning you in it. you could barely even think, you could only focus on the shivers of pleasure and the unending good that was numbing your mind.

" too big..merc..ry..feels good..! 'm gonna-♡"

" unmhh..squeeze tighter.."

he's losing himself; mercury, the man at the very top and who had everything in the palm of his hand, was losing himself to pleasure. and all because of you. you can feel a swell of pride bloom in your gut, but a sharp thrust of his hips has your mouth going slack and warbled moans leaving your mouth.

" uunmmh..?"

you squeak when he sneaks a hand underneath your back and firmly pulls you up, forcing you to sit upon the edge of his desk, but it just presses his thick cock up against your stomach, and you barely feel the tip making a bulge. f-fuck.. he's big..!

" you're enjoying this, aren't you?"

you don't respond, you don't have to. his impassive face, although still flushed, tells you that he knows you're enjoying this far more than you should. his green-grey eyes narrow when he sees your drooling and stupefied expression and feels the burning heat of your bare skin against his touch.

" look at your face now."

" haa...haa.."

you whimper when you see a pretentious smirk spread across mercury's smooth lips as he watches you crumble apart pathetically. you wonder briefly if he'd caught himself and this was his way of recollecting his composure before you could say anything. it doesn't matter though, because he's gripping your jaw with his hand and forcing you to properly look at him, and he looks like a predator about to dig into its meal.

" then, let's keep going, no? i'm far from done, darling."

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...

" mercury, i'm gonna kill you."

" that's cute, but i don't think you're in the condition to do that."

" shut uppp." you groan and smoosh your face into his chest out of embarrassment and because he's really warm. he simply chuckles, stroking your head and wrapping his arm tighter around your body, hoisting you up and from slipping. your lower body feels fucking sore, and if you tried to walk, you'd probably fall flat on your face or something.

" my lunch break is already over...my boss is gonna kill me." you whine, and you hug mercury's thick coat around you. you're grateful he at least wrapped you up in it, but he didn't have to keep you going until well after your break. you'd smack him, but he has the reflexes of a cat, so you know he'll just block you with ease and just sit you down.

"..."

he hums for a moment, and you feel him shift forward as if reaching for something. you groan as you're forced to move and arch your back forward. you hear a series of small thumps on his desk as he settles something downーhis laptop you assume.

" what did you say your boss' email was again?"

" mercury, i love you, but i'd really prefer it if you not blackmail my boss into giving me a break or something."

you hear him playfully scoff, his chest rising and pressing against your faceーhis heartbeat is thumping so fastーas you hear the sounds of typing and clicks coming from behind you.

" what do you take me for? i'm not some brainless goon. i'll just let them know you won't show up for...personal reasons." he simply retorts, a faint tone of amusement in his smooth baritone voice. you let out a small " oh." and peek your head out of the thick coat to peer at his screen. he wasn't lying, he has his email open and waiting for your response, his sharp green-grey eyes peering down at you.

you give it to him with a mumble, and he hums out a "thank you." and types it in, the small clicks being the only audible noise in the spacious office. you do feel bad that mercury has to go this far just to not get you fired, but you're really grateful that he's doing this willingly.

" ...thank you sweetie.."

" hm?"

he pauses for a moment, and you can hear his heart hammer against his chest.

" you're welcome."

you whimper when you feel his warm and soft lips press against your temple, his velvety soft glove brushing away the stray hairs that streak across and stick to your forehead. it makes your heart go crazy and you start feeling giddy all over again.

" ...i can make dinner if you want..?"

" mm, i can help. i can offer some pointers?"

" ...yes please. my cooking isn't as good as yours.."

he chuckles but does little to refute that statement and lets it linger in the air. he feels so nice and warm against you, and his big coat wrapped around you only further lulls you into a drowsy state. that and...earlier's activities really exhausted you.

" you can go to sleep. i'll handle everything else."

you sleepily whine out in happiness and slump against him, your eyelids closing and growing heavier and heavier.

" ...love you..mercury.."

you're too tired to even hear his response, but you can feel him hug you even closer and his heart hammer against his chest. you feel safe and warm. it feels nice.

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: aeon, bai, loen, mercury, nidhogg, orlando, qin yi, reid, royce, shade, xiao ( no not genshin xiao you simps ), and zhu

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: god you look so damn delicious, and he'll be damned if he doesn't get at least get a taste.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): sexual content, sub reader, switch reader, established relationship, creampie, office sex, partly-clothed sex, mirror sex, public sex, jealous sex, clothed sex, cumming inside ( breeding kink ), overstimulation, oral sex, daddy/sir kink, hickies, cockwarming, fingering, rough sex, gentle sex, bondage, mouth gag, thigh-fucking, sex toy ( vibrator ), bath sex, sensory deprivation, tummy bulge, size kink, blindfold, mating press

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: gender neutral

𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: a seat ー arin ray

yes i have finally written something nsfw for love nikki and shining nikki because i'm a mega hoe, and JESUS i just wanted to write for like 5 but got carried away lmaooo. smut blurbs ahead bc i said so, and spoilers for love nikki/ shining nikki and for those who haven't played the games

also apologizes if i mess up the characters bc they can be complex and also bc some i just wanna fist fight lmao

nsfw below!

𝘼𝙀𝙊𝙉 who has the habit of fucking you against his desk in the lab, his face buried in the crook of your neck as his hips piston into you from behind. All of his research and work has long since been forgotten, now his mind is only focused on the hazy heat that now clouds his mind. He has a bruisingly hard grip on your hips as he thrusts into your tight heat, his once composed and stoic face now nothing more than a memory. you'd think they were two different people entirely just from how much he loses himself in you.

his black sweater easily hides the bites and hickies that are left upon his smooth skin after a session with you. but of course, the reddened skin is obviously tender, and he softly grunts when the fabric brushes against the marks. sometimes when he's alone in his lab, he'll trace the areas gently, and wonders what you're doing at the moment and if you're thinking of him as well. just the thought of you energizes him and brings a foreign but soft smile to his lips.

𝘼𝙀𝙊𝙉 who interlaces his fingers with your own, craving even just a small moment of intimacy with you. especially while he's busy burying his length into your welcoming heat. if he's taking you from behind, he'll press heated kisses to your bare shoulder and even the tips of your cute ears. when he's facing you, he won't stop kissing you, only pulling away to breathe and admire the sight beneath him. if any stray hairs have wandered onto your heated face, he takes the time to brush them away and press a kiss to your forehead afterward.

you can't convince me that this man is absolutely sexually repressed since he tends to coop himself up in his work and maintaining the ark. so when you first pull his cock out of the confines of his pants, he's rather embarrassed by all of the heat that pools in his stomach and how it's making his vision go hazy. it ends up with you having to ride him yourself, doing your best to not collapse from both your muscles being used to their limits and the pleasure of his cock rubbing against your walls in all of the right ways. he ends embracing you tightly close with his face pressed into your chest.

𝘼𝙀𝙊𝙉 who adores seeing you in his dark blue coat, especially after sex when he's pampering you with anything that he can fetch. it's incredibly oversized on you, with the sleeves engulfing your hands and swallowing up your bare body. so it becomes commonplace for him to wrap the big jacket around you while he's fucking up into you, and you look so damn adorable like that, so he ends up hugging you into his chest while his cock plows into you rapidly.

his cock is on the skinny side, and it curves up just a little. but it's really pretty, and isn't too thin nor thick, and gives you just the right stretch when he sinks himself inside of you. it makes everything easier, especially when you suck him off from underneath his desk, gripping his upper thighs as you bob your head dangerously closer to his crotch. he has to bite his lips and clench his fists to keep himself from making any noises because he knows that he's going to start moaning if he lets loose for even a moment.

𝘽𝘼𝙄 who unintentionally pushes your face into the crook of his neck as he fucks you into the mattress, his long silver hair draping flowing down and framing his handsome face as it contorts into one of restrained pleasure. it forces you to wrap your legs around his waist, trapping his fat cock inside your tight and wet walls, and ends with him fisting the sheets in his strained hand from how good you feel around him.

he always tends to be busy, being a regent, a mentor, and the head of his own clanーand having to deal with zhu of course. so it's not really a surprise that he can't spend as much time with you as any other couple in Cloud Empire would. but you've managed to find a loopholeーslipping under his desk and whipping out his thick cock and wrapping your soft lips around the throbbing lengths. his stoic face doesn't give away anything, but if you looked closely, you'd be able to see his neck muscles tensing as he feels himself being shoved completely inside the spasming walls of your throat. once he's either alone or with less work to deal with, he has one hand steady on your head, tangling his thick fingers in your ( hair color ) hair.

𝘽𝘼𝙄 who is so thick and doesn't even know it, to the point of where he has to spend countless moments just fingering you open so you won't feel the stinging discomfort of having your pretty walls wrenched open. even when he has nearly all of his fingers buried deep within your walls, and your adorable cries as he rubs against those spots inside of you that make you unravel, it doesn't prepare you for his thickness as it pushes itself inside.

speaking of his generous size, he's actually incredibly gentle each time he has you bent over your shared bed, blindly grabbing at your hand and motioning for you to loosen your grip on the sheets, replacing them with his fingers instead. when you're facing him, back arched as his fat cock thrusts up into your awaiting hole, he'll press a kiss onto your knuckles, slowing down his thrusts as he does so.

𝘽𝘼𝙄 who tends to leave hickies and bites on the inside of your thighsーhis sort of way of praising you without ever having to use his voice. he has a tender grip on the fat of your thighs as he suckles on the tender skin, the wet noises being mixed in with his deep groans as he becomes entirely intoxicated on you and spreads your thighs as his mouth nears your trembling sex. before long, you can feel his hot breath heaving down, and it's enough to have pre-cum dribble out of your pretty sex in anticipation.

since he's the head of his own clan, and so much responsibility comes with that position, there's quite a lot of silent, but persistent pressure to continue the bloodline, whether it be by natural ways or by adoption. so during the times where he's practically making you see stars, he'll ask in between gruff groans if he can cum inside. he doesn't care if you can't get pregnant due to medical or gender reasons, he still favors cumming inside. especially when he finally tires, and pulls his now limp cock out of your stuffed hole, a perverted sense of satisfaction in watching the thick liquid ooze out and drip down your thighs.

𝙇𝙊𝙀𝙉 who teasingly rubs your inner thighs under the table at the cafe he took you out on a date. he warns you not to make any of your cute sounds aloud for nearby passerby's unless you really want to be caught that badly. he ends up rubbing the flat of his hand against your quivering sex, murmuring about how your underwear has already gotten so soaked, and how you must really enjoy all of this.

honestly, he may be a flirt, but he can get jealous too y'know! he doesn't get mad at you, because he knows that none of it is even your fault. this person just didn't take the hint even though you were very clearly not interested. so he ends up dragging you into the nearest alley, already attacking your neck with a flurry of heated kisses and hickies that are sure to be sore later. next thing you know, he has you facing the wall, hands clutching onto nothing but the rough bricks as he pounds into you from behind. right now, he could care less if that person walks by and sees youーhell, let them. maybe then they'll get the hint that he's the only one who can charm you with teasing words and get you to make those cute noises that he always loves hearing.

𝙇𝙊𝙀𝙉 who will gift you a hoodie that is very clearly too big on you, but he insists you keep it, and you cave in. but dear lord if he catches you wearing the oversized hoodie around him, he will pounce on you and refuse to let you go. it ends up with you sitting on his lap while his hands play with your pebbled nipples and bouncing you up and down his length. he ends up overstimulating your poor hole, his excitement ultimately getting the better of him. he at least does apologize, albeit with a dopey grin and twinkling eyes.

he loves overstimulating you any chance he can get, and won't pull his mouth away no matter how much you try to pry him off. his blonde locks tickle the doughy skin of your thighs as his warm mouth envelops your dripping sex, and he'll let out low hums, the vibrations sending shivers up your spine. even when you finally cum from his ministrations, he continues to lick and slurp away, only pulling his mouth away to wipe away any of your excess cum that dribbles from the corners of his upturned lips.

𝙇𝙊𝙀𝙉 who can absolutely fuck you dumb when he wants to, and it's usually after he's come back from a mission that dragged on for longer than he would have anticipated. being a mercenary is absolutely hard work, and he misses you so much by the time he comes back. so it shouldn't surprise you that he throws you over his shoulder and carries you off to the bedroom, tossing you down onto the bed and slamming his lips onto yours, greedily intertwining his tongue with yours as his hands are busy shedding his clothes. before long, he has your cute ass pressed taut against his crotch, and if you try and move away from his harsh and rapid thrusts, he'll pull you back, relishing in your choked moans as his fat cock is shoved deeper inside, rubbing against your most sensitive spots.

he has absolutely made you cockwarm him, whether it be out at the restaurant he had offhandedly recommended, or just in the cozy confines of your home. either way, he does quite the job at hiding any of his reactions while his cock is sat snug within your velvety walls, and will even hug you from around your stomach, knowing damn well that the added pressure presses your walls tighter around his length. despite your cries and whimpers, he presses kisses to your flushed cheeks.

𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙔 who coldly delivers punishments whenever he catches you touching yourself without permission. he stares you down as he sits down right in front of you, leaning in until his silver-grey locks tickle the supple skin of your cheeks. his gloved hands will torturously and agonizingly slowly rub your heated sex, gradually bringing you to your peak. but just when you're about to cum, he pulls his hands away, a faint smirk present on his lips as he soaks up your whimpers from the loss of stimulation. he won't stop until he feels satisfied that you've learned your lesson.

he may not look like it, but he can get prone to the bubbling feelings of envy, although he tries to push down those burning thoughts as deep as he can. but he ends up pushing you against the nearest surface once you're alone and roughly pushes off your clothes, his gloved hand dipping into your bottoms as he hurriedly prepares your tight hole for what is to come next. what ensues is his fat cock roughly thrusting into your tight hole, countless orgasms forced out of your body as he uses you like a pretty little cocksleeve. he's fucked you so much that you have to lean on him afterward and stumble with each step.

𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙔 who folds your body in half should you decide to become snarky with that smart little mouth of yours. he watches, albeit huffing and hissing at the way that your walls clamp down on his thick cock as he pounds into you like you're his personal cocksleeve. even if you're long since spent, he still continues to pound into you, finally stopping when his stamina has run its course and pulls his now limp cock out of your hole.

he tends to degrade you while he's taking you from behind, taunting you for enjoying something so perverted as this, and how much of a lewd pervert you are for cumming so easily from being entered. if he's feeling much crueler, he'll bring his hand down on the fat on your ass, causing you to yelp loudly and cry out from the stinging sensation and him to hiss as your walls clamp down even tighter on his cock.

𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙔 who ties your hands above with his belt, and keeps them above your head for the remainder of the night with his hand. but he'll either fuck you stupid until your poor brain turns into an overstimulated mess from how rough he was, or he edges you until you cry from the pain and loss of stimulation each time and you end up having to beg like a bitch in heat.

he's one for quickies, since he tends to be busier than most, so if you get called to his side, it's either because he missed you, or he has some pent-up frustration and you just so happen to be the solution to that. he'll either have you, prettily bent over his desk, or on your knees, sloppily sucking him off while his gloved hand tangles itself in your hair. he doesn't let you leave, even after you're spent, keeping you tucked under his chin and he doesn't exactly take kindly to anyone walking in during this time.

𝙉𝙄𝘿𝙃𝙊𝙂𝙂 who holds your face in place when you have your pretty lips wrapped around his thick cock, and the tears that well up in the corner of your eyes only make him want to go harder. he uses your throat like his personal cocksleeve and your poor throat is so sore by the end of it that you can hardly speak without it cracking. it doesn't help that he cums quite a lot, and thrusts faster in a frenzied mess when he reaches his peak.

he absolutely has a sir/daddy kink and you cannot tell me otherwise. if you call him by his name, he sternly reminds you to call him sir while his thick cock is fucking open your walls like it's nothing. he has you refer to him as so during punishments, and demanding you look him right in the eye. but if he's feeling more teasing, he lets you call him daddy, and you bet he's gonna fuck you hard and get you moaning like a bitch in heat. he won't let you out from underneath him until you're just a pretty little fucked out mess.

𝙉𝙄𝘿𝙃𝙊𝙂𝙂 who spanks you when he's hitting it from the back, sadistically relishing in the way you cry out from the stinging sensation. he did it just to keep you from passing out on him, but now he does it just because he loves hearing your pathetically cute moans and cries. and he tends to hit a bit hard since he's so in the moment that he can't control his strength, so it leaves behind stinging red handprints.

definitely has a size kink, but he hides it well under that cold and stern face. he loves watching a small bump rise where his cock is rubbing up against your spasming walls. he's fascinated with the way his fat cock is somehow able to fit inside you since he's so big, and you just squeeze down so damn tightly around him. you sound so cute when you're whimpering as you struggle to accommodate his fat length and the sensation of being stuffed full.

𝙉𝙄𝘿𝙃𝙊𝙂𝙂 who craves to see your fucked out face after he fucked you like a whore, and spilling his thick cum inside of you until it begins to dribble out. he loves seeing the aftermath of your rough sessionsーthe way you feebly try to grip onto the bedsheets as you try and make sense of everything, or the way his cum dribbles out of your spent hole as it tries to desperately close around something to keep the milky liquid inside, but ultimately failing.

he once fucked you in his office and nearly got caught in the process, and now enjoys seating you on his lap, his fat cock pulsing inside of your spasming walls. if you pressed down on your stomach, you'd swear you'd feel the outline of his cock pressing upwards. you can't tell what's worseーthat fact that he looks near unaffected, except for the occasional flexing of his neck muscles or the fact that so many of his subordinates have walked in and assumed he was attempting to be romantic with you for once and not be a distant son of a bitch. oh, how wrong they are.

𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙊 who gets sucked off until he's milked completely dryーdespite his embarrassed protests all the while, which become more garbled and choked the more your mouth takes. he's so embarrassed with how lewd all of this is, and with how eager his body responds to the wet heat surrounding his throbbing erection. and he's especially embarrassed with how quickly he cums inside your throat, biting his lips to keep his moans in.

it's quite fun holding him down and jerking him off while he lets out a flurry of jumbled words as your fingers wrap tighter around the throbbing erection. you'll push your nipple onto his lips, which he takes the hint of and begins to suck away on the pebbled nub in order to distract himself from the tight feeling of your hand. for a military officer, he sure does lose his composure from getting jerked off huh.

𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙊 who fucks your thighs in frenzied thrusts, too flustered to actually stick his fat cock in your gummy walls. so he settles for slipping himself in between your soft thighs and busying his mouth with hurried kisses to the shell of your ear and flushed cheeks. he lets out a lot of heavy groans and grunts from how good your thighs feel around his throbbing length and ends up cumming all over them without pulling out.

he really likes it when you cling onto him as he's fucking you since it makes him feel like he's doing a good job. he has his arms wrapped around your back while his cock is sat snug in your tight walls. it also gives him a nice view of your flushed and fucked out face as his fat cock splits you open and rubs against your walls in all of the right ways since he can kiss you gently without having to strain his muscles.

𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙊 who gets cock-warmed when he's supposed to be working, but instead his forehead is rested against your shoulder while he's breathing quite heavily, trying so hard to not focus on the tight heat that envelops his fat cock. what makes it worse is that you shift your hips every so often, forcing his throbbing erection further inside of your insides. even if he cums, he can't go fetch you anything or do something because the thick liquid would spill out onto his tailored pants, and everyone would know what exactly he was doing.

he sometimes gets rough with you when he gets more stressed or pent up from all of your teasings. so it ends up with him plowing into you relentlessly, leaving you to claw and clamber at his back as you moan and cry out like some bitch. he doesn't stop until he's finally exhausted himself and your pretty hole has gone numb. he does profusely apologize afterward and offers to get you anything, but you just wanna be held by your dorky officer of a boyfriend. so he obliges and gingerly holds you close until you fall asleep and he soon follows suit.

𝙌𝙄𝙉 𝙔𝙄 who keeps his composure even while he's balls deep inside of you, only merely sighing and his hands bruisingly gripping down on your hips and letting out soft and hushed groans whenever he finally cums deep inside of your spasming walls. you'd think he was watching a rather dull play or something like that, but he does let out the occasional pleasured sigh with each squeeze your walls bring around his cock.

he will calmly rehearse his lines for any upcoming dramas he may participate in, reciting any lines he seems to stumble over. then, his silvery eyes turn to face you, where you lay bound on his bed, your moans muffled by a gag and your body trembling as the toy inside of you continues to buzz away. he merely sighs, mumbling something about you being oh so helpless. really, you're just a pervert, aren't you?

𝙌𝙄𝙉 𝙔𝙄 who whispers pure filth into your ears, his porcelain-smooth face unmoving, never giving even an ounce of lecherous reaction that could give away his thoughts. he knows what an effect his smooth and silky voice can have on you, so he uses it heavily to his advantageーtelling you exactly what he's going to do to you, and how you're such a pervert for getting off to some words like this

he leaves behind little kisses that tickle your skinーlike a butterfly's wing fluttering against your bare skin. it can cause a bubble of giggles to arise from your mouth, but it doesn't last for long when he suddenly begins to suck harshing, littering your neck with bruising hickies that throb if you press your fingers down.

𝙌𝙄𝙉 𝙔𝙄 who takes you against the mirror, his hands harshly gripping your hips as his piston into you from behind. while he can't see your face up close, he can still see your reflection and each and every reaction you make. just forcing you to watch your reflection and see all of your fucked out expressions arouses him far more than he lets on.

he holds your hands above your head whenever he's pounding into youーthat way you won't be able to run away from him and the intense pleasure he's giving you. the way you cry and squirm against his hold on you has heat pooling down south, and it only makes him want to fuck you until you can only cling onto him and be a cute little cocksleeve for him.

𝙍𝙀𝙄𝘿 who somehow convinces you to allow him to slip a small vibrator into your gummy walls while he's able to control the intensity of the vibrations from a distance away. he doesn't turn it on for the first few minutes, leading you on to believe that he won't do anything. until you feel a deep vibration inside of you and you near fall to the ground, biting your lip to keep your moans inside. you know you have to keep your composure unless you want everyone to hear you moan like some kind of bitch with your insides being assaulted by a plastic toy.

he enjoys watching you as you unravel beneath him, his cock fucking you open over and over. the way you try to muffle your shameful moans and try to blink back the tears that well up in your doe eyes just rile him up even more and makes him wanna fuck you even harder until your mind near breaks from all of the overwhelming pleasure assaulting your body.

𝙍𝙀𝙄𝘿 who fucks you with your ass pressed taut against his crotch while your head is buried in the silk pillowcase. while not seeing your cute face and adorable reactions to the drag of his cock inside your gummy walls isn't ideal for him, seeing your back arch as he hits your most pleasurable spots satisfies him enough. that and your butt just looks really cute with the way it bounces with each of his thrusts into you from behind.

the amount of times he's had you cockwarm him while he's doing his work has been so numerous that you've just lost count altogether. he doesn't seem a bit unbothered in the slightest with how tightly your walls pulse around him; only pressing kisses to your cheek every so often and telling you how adorable you are. he pretends to stretch out his legs, but in reality, he's only pushing his cock further in your insides and seeing how long it'll take before you start moaning.

𝙍𝙀𝙄𝘿 who fingers you under the table slyly without anyone noticing or picking up on the fact of how your body trembles with each of his fingers movements and how perfectly they rub up against your walls in just the right ways. he does warn you not to stain his tailor-made suit since he doesn't the rather lecherous rumors to swirl about behind his back. so he edges you for as long as he can, denying you your orgasm and building up your tension and frustration for...later use.

he has a daddy kink, but he's more teasing with, especially if you start moaning it by accident and, well, it takes him by surprise but he rolls with it and gives you what you want. tauntingly asking you " what do you want daddy to do, hm? and "speak up for daddy babe" because he knows, that sly bastard, that you're enjoying this far more than him, seeing as how you're chanting it in a lewd mantra, and, well, who is he to deny his baby what they want?

𝙍𝙊𝙔𝘾𝙀 who spoils you a little too much when he's pounding away into you, hugging you into his chest tenderly, or pressing flurry of kisses all over your face and chuckling to himself as you try, but fail, to hide your face from his soft lips. he is quick to bring you back to reality however, with one deep thrust angled perfectly, he has you moaning and reeling back in seconds.

he's such a hopeless romantic in bedーthe bedsheets showered with soft rose petals that sway with each thrust he makes into your hole or the lingering scent that sways in the dim room that leaves your head and vision heated and swirling. even while he's pounding away and rubbing against your walls in all the right ways, he still embraces you close and refuses to let go, even after he's exhausted both you and him.

𝙍𝙊𝙔𝘾𝙀 who would gladly be buried in between that adorable spot in between your legs all day if he could. he treats your cum like it's the sweetest of ambrosia's, drinking it up and getting drunk on your taste alone. he spends so long with his warm mouth attached to your quivering sex that he overstimulates you until you cum just from a swipe of his tongue or several strokes of his long fingers. it's to the point where he just stays there and won't even stick his cock inside unless you remind him.

he really likes 69-ing, and he isn't afraid to initiate it when he's engaging in foreplay with you. not only can he make you feel good with his warm mouth, you can suck him off as well! it ends up becoming a bit intense since he gets so into it that you end up cumming multiple times in a row just from his mouth alone. he doesn't fare much better, making hurried and small thrusts up into your tight throat and cumming down it as well.

𝙍𝙊𝙔𝘾𝙀 who sneaks into the bath with you, hugging you to his chest as he rests his chin on your wet shoulder. it isn't until a few moments after that you feel something hard prodding at your backside. he at least has the courtesy to ask if he can stick it in, his face uncharacteristically flushedーfrom either the warm steam or how aroused he is, you can't tell. all you can tell is that he slides his cock in carefully, but prefers keeping it snug inside your walls, the warm water soothing his nerves and calming him down.

teasing makeout sessions often devolve into heavy and heated sessions of him taking you against his plush loveseat, letting out high-pitched whimpers as your walls spasm around him. he tries to keep in his ever=rising voice by pressing his face into the crook of your neck while his hands fondle the rest of your body. when he feels more desperate, he'll lock his plush lips against yours, melding them together as he rocks his hips against yours.

𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙀 who buries his face in your shoulder while his hips buck up feverishly to meet yours, the only audible noises coming from him being grunts and groans, and his occasional whispers of sweet nothings. he doesn't verbally say it, but he loves it when you start stroking his messy white locks, softly humming from the pleasant sensations from your hand, and nuzzling up into the comforting warmth. it's such a wholesome contrast from the rather lewd activity you were engaged in moments before.

he has the habit of burying his face in between your legs, much to your embarrassment from how sudden it is. he treats your cum like its handmade ambrosia crafted by the heavens themselves, and he wouldn't exactly let such a delicacy go to waste. due to that, he ends up accidentally overstimulating you, causing you to cum inside of his awaiting mouth and leaving you breathless from how good it all felt. but sometimes he doesn't stop there and keeps going, gripping your hips to keep you in place while you squirm from the intense pleasure of his mouth wrapped around your quivering sex.

𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙀 who has you ride him because he doesn't want the possibility of accidentally hurting you, and also because he doesn't exactly know what's he doing. ah, don't worry, he won't make you do all the work by yourself, since he'll roll his hips upwards and grip your waist whenever your muscles tire from all the extra exercise. that and he likes sucking on your nipples while he's bucking his hips up into your welcoming heat, the extra stimulation seeming to excite him more.

he surprisingly likes being praised by you, especially when he's fucking you into the sheets, as he noticeably becomes more flushed from the gentle words. whether it be your fingers brushing through his messy white locks while he has his mouth on your dripping sex, or your hushed words as he thrusts up into the spot that makes you see stars, he appreciates and lives for your praises. especially when it's his first time ever pleasing you in such a way.

𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙀 who leaves behind cute love bites from his failed attempts to keep his noises in. you were too focused on the delicious pleasure of his cock sliding in and out and rubbing against all of your sweet spots that you hardly even notice them to begin with. but he does apologize the morning after, averting his eyes while his cheeks begin to heat up, and awkwardly offers to go fetch you anything. if you weren't so exhausted from last night, you'd have thought this was an entirely different person.

cumming inside of your tight and wet walls is such a treat for this man, since it makes him feel much more connected with you. he especially loves having his lips pressed up against your own, heavily kissing you like his life depends on it. the kiss not only takes your breath away and makes your mind dizzy from how rough it is, but also because his hips begin to thrust up into yours in a frenzied flurry like he's desperately chasing his orgasm.

𝙓𝙄𝘼𝙊 who causes a pretty tummy bulge to appear every time he fucks you cause he's just so damn big. it feels like you're gonna break every time he slides himself inside of you, and you cry from how damn full you feel just from his cock alone. and he doesn't exactly hide his arousalーhe keeps taunting you for each muffled cry and moan you try to suppress, and will slowly drag his fat cock against all of the right spots of your velvety walls.

the type to fuck you into a mating press until you're a fucked out mess. he loves the way you let out garbled moans as his cock reaches your deepest parts and how you try to desperately grab onto the thin sheets. it's to the point where it's becoming more common for him to fuck you like that each time the two of you get heated. you have to ask him to carry you around after because you can barely walk without your knees giving in.

𝙓𝙄𝘼𝙊 who won't stop stuffing you full with his cum each time he reaches his peak. he cums so much each time that it just spurts out whether there's no more room left inside of you, and it ends up dribbling down your legs. when he's about to reach his peak, he pulls you taut against his crotch, ensuring that you'll be stuffed full yet again. even after he's done for the time, you have to deal with the heavy feeling of his cum within the confines of your hole until you can clean out the milky liquid.

he has absolutely no shame in taking you out in semi-public areas where anyone could walk past and see him fucking you against the wall like you're a bitch in heat. you have to hold tightly onto him and lock your legs around him because if not for that, you'd have fallen onto the ground long ago. you end up burying your face in his broad shoulder because you sound like a whore with the way you're moaning each time he thrusts up into you.

𝙓𝙄𝘼𝙊 who facefucks you so rough that you have to pull your sore mouth away just to breathe. his cock is so thick and your jaw stings just from how wide you have to have your mouth when you suck him off. if it weren't for his occasional grunt and muscles straining, you'd think he was getting bored or something. when he cums, he keeps your pretty face taut against his crotch, telling you that you can't go wasting his precious seed now can you?

he is hardly ever gentle, much preferring to fuck your pretty hole until you can't feel your legs anymore and you have to lean against him for support. each time he slams himself inside of your tight walls you have to grip onto something and try and muffle your noises because you know you're going to moan like a bitch in heat if you even so much as open your mouth. he doesn't seem to really care, but on some occasions, he'll force any obstructions away so he can hear those pathetically cute moans of yours.

𝙕𝙃𝙐 who teasingly blows hot puffs of air into your ears as he cups your chin with his smooth hand, while his other busies itself with untying your loose night robes. when he finally loosens them enough, he wastes no time in dipping his hand inside, fondling whatever his hands can reach, especially your nipples, which he pinches and rolls in between his fingers. it's his favorite way of teasing you after being gone for nearly the entire day, and he has quite a lot of pent-up stress and frustration.

he loves how helpless you look when he's tied a silk ribbon around those doe-like eyes of yours, and how you squirm so pathetically underneath his firm grasp. he purposefully takes his timeーslowly savoring each of your reactions and rubbing the rough pads of his fingertips against your most sensitive spots. he slowly builds you up to your orgasm and will continue to push you and hold you down while he does so. he's such a tease, so don't expect to be let go until he's had his fun.

𝙕𝙃𝙐 who gets off to seeing his cum staining your pristine skin, now splattered with the thick milky liquid. while he's thrusting into your tight hole and about to cum, so he'll pull out and purposefully and hurriedly jerk himself off to completion. the way your pretty hole desperately clenches around nothing but air excites him, and he isn't exactly afraid to be vocal about his rather perverse interest. hell, he'll even shove his throbbing erection back inside just after you've cum just to feel your fluttering walls and to hear your adorable cries as you attempt to weakly push him away due to the sheer overstimulation.

he's so sly whenever you have your pretty lips wrapped around his thick length, cooing gently as he strokes your hair. the fact that you gag so much while trying to fully take him down your throat, now having to accommodate to having your throat being fucked open by something so foreign and thick. he actually praises you quite a bit when you're sucking him off, and does so even more if you swallow up all of his cum when he finally reaches his peak. the sight of his cum thinly splattered around the corners of your mouth gets him hard again and ready to go once more.

𝙕𝙃𝙐 who favors fucking you while he's standing up, perfectly capable of holding up your weight and being able to bounce you on his thick length simultaneously. he enjoys the way you desperately claw at his back and cry out as you're unable to run away from the onslaught of pleasure, and the way you cry out as the position allows for the pleasure to be amplified, so each time he fucks up into you, it just turns your brain into mush. that and he just thinks you're so adorable clinging onto him in such a lewd manner.

he near loses it when he feels your fingers tugging on his long coffee-brown locksーthe stinging sensation just has heat pooling down south faster than he can even acknowledge it. it doesn't matter if he has his mouth latched onto your twitching sex, or if he's pounding into you like there's no tomorrow, he will go rougher. you can barely feel your legs afterward, and your vision is so blurry from the countless orgasms he wrenched out of you.

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

so i just read up some more lore from shining nikki regarding us the player, as well as how certain characters are able to react/interact with us when we access their reflections. and i got some more ideas for us, the player, and our relationships with some characters.

spoilers below!

so according to a spoiler that another tumblr user spilled tea on and from what i've searched around and seen in-game, we are literally miraland's deity of styling and beauty, which is incredibly interesting, bc it opens up a lot more questions and possibilities for us in the game. i myself actually haven't gotten this far yet in the game, so i can't say exactly clarify.

but just imagine that us, the player, had actually been transported back in time before nikki, and we were our own person, like being able to be seen by people, able to freely go anywhere we wished and just lived however we could. of course, depending on the context on how we were sent back, we could be very much aware of us being a deity but just choosing to live normally, or we have no idea and just try to live as normally as possible.

the thing is, we came across the characters that we would later interact with at nikki's side, only they are much younger and still not the ones who we will either be fond of or despise later on. and of course, they're at the point of their life where they've nearly begun to be shaped into the person they will become later. but we get summoned at the gate of heart and into nikki's subconscious, resetting our memories completely and we only remember our life alongside nikki, and we forget the people we cared for and aided in miraland.

also wanted to focus on our two most favorite antagonists in the game, so feel free to send in more ideas for other characters if y'all want to,,,

with mercury, you didn't see the shunned half-elf half-human prince that was a living sin and abandoned by god, but only a young man who deserved kindness and love, regardless of his mixed blood. you didn't mind his cold exterior, it was to be expected considering the unfortunate treatment he'd been put through. you only offered a smile and a warm hand, following him around, and offering your company.

you'd met him on one of your many secret adventures into the forest for...ahem..skinny dipping. it was summer, it was hot as hell, and also you had always been wanting to do it forever, and there was no better time than under the sweltering summer sun.

it was near a derailed subway car, which you'd find yourself sitting in and drying off, even with the shattered windows, the torn cushions and the vegetation that wormed its way in. not that you cared, it was like your own mini house to retreat to and hideaway from the outside world. the lake was pretty, crystal clear, unlike the ones back on earth, filled with gunk, pollution, and murky water that made you unable to deny the thalassophobia that built up in the pits of your stomach.

and it was extra pretty at night when the fireflies would try and find love, lighting up the night sky in glowing brilliance and casting their bright glow on the lake surface. and you'd been swimming, and had surfaced from below, watching in awe at the bioluminescence from underneath the water andー

there he'd stood, seemingly having stumbled into your hidden oasis, and a few feet away from where you'd stood, water dripping down your bare body and the glow of the fireflies perfectly outlining you from behind.

ahー

" yo," was all you said, before crouching down and fumbling your soaked hand in your bag, before finding the two things you'd stolen from somebody's porch.

" wanna smoke?"

he later apologized for seeing you, but you didn't even really care much yourself. it was an accident anyways, and he didn't seem like the pervy typeーmuch too serious and a buzzkill anyway. he seemed to be wanderingーsearchingーbut he was still distant. he said his name was mercury, after some pestering on your part, and you'd remarked about his being named after a planet. he only spared you a glance, but simply sat there as you attempted to smoke for the first time. you could barely get the lighter to work until after a billion tries, and the silver-haired man just sat there, occasionally glancing at you struggling. he eventually helps, silently holding out his hand and lights it on the first try. you feel a vein pop.

" hey mercury?"

"...mm?"

you turn to him, shifting on your bottom until you face him completely, mercury eyeing you down all the while.

" wanna be friends?"

"......"

his brows furrow and he's stuck with that expression.

" ..weirdo.."

"h-hey!"

and your days together are spent like that, with you constantly badgering him and consistently annoying him until he finally relents and turns his eyes to you. mercury always calls you weird, but never cruelly, just simply, and you daresay fondly. it had gotten to where if you arrived late to where you'd always meet him, he'd look cross, arms folded as he stared you down. damn, he was always so good at being so freaking intimidating, and he knew it.

"....what are you doing?" mercury asks, his voice flat and his posture stiff. " hugging you, duh!" you simply say as you gently embrace him. he's obviously taller than you, so you made sure to, as you'd always put it, ambush him at the right time. and that right time had been when he'd been sitting down. he stares up at you, the bright you, the you who always made it your mission to visit him as much as possible. the you who gently held him and stroked his silver locks with care, even going as far as to brush over the ears he'd grown to hate, like a butterfly's wing. " you don't have to hug me back," you whisper, uncharacteristically so," just wanted to hug you."

"..."

he raises his arms, stiffly, before he wraps them around your torso, his hands lightly gripping you, and his handsome face is pressed against your chest. it's silent, perfectly so, only filled with yours and his soft breaths.

warm...

your grip begins to loosen, as does his, and you smile once more, like the weirdo he knows you to be and you make the suggestion to go have a walk in the woods and try and find any flowers you like. he only sighs, but he still accompanies you, silently following like he's your shadow.

so warm....

but-

one day you never show up. mercury figures you're too busy getting distracted since he's personally witnessed your ability to get distracted oh so easily. but he gets tired of waiting, and goes out to look for you before he finally leaves.

but-

nobody knows you.

he asks the café owner that you'd always spoken so fondly of about you, but she looks confused and asks 'who?' and looks at him strangely. or the small, hidden away clothing shop and its laid-back owner who had loved your arrivals, but he looks confused as well, asking mercury if he's mistaking you for someone else. or the quaint little bookstore you'd frequently drag him along to and the hours spent scouring books wrapped in aged covers. but the bookstore owner frowns behind her dated glasses, and once more, asks 'who?' and even asks him if maybe he has the name wrong. no...no, he has your name right, he has your looks memorized by heart, and he knows what places you'd visited frequently.

is this some kind of joke? he wonders, but the genuine confusion and reactions of those shopkeepers say otherwise. this can't be right, all of those memories he'd shared with you were real, his mind is perfectly fine, he didn't dream you up. the necklace you had cherished greatly that rests within a hidden pocket on his suit, it's so plain but looking at it brings back the thought of you. even now, as the founder and president of his own organization, with so many options at his disposal, no one has ever heard of you.

it's like you'd never existed in the first place.

he then bitterly wonders if this is god's way of tormenting him, of taking away one of the few good things in his life and leaving him all alone again. he cruelly laughs and smiles to himself, finding himself all alone once again. and so he begins to hate the idea of you, believing that you'd abandoned him and coldly ignoring any thought of you. but a part of him can never truly bring himself to truly despise you because you had given him the warmth he'd wanted, the embraces he'd long since ached for. and so his silent cycle began, looping between betrayal and longing while pushing it deeper and deeper down.

haha.

--

you'd discovered qin yi by himself one day, sitting beneath a tree while rain pours down heavily onto the earth and drowning everything with cleansing water. he had looked half near dead, with his eyes blankly staring at the ground in front of him - they made him look so lifeless and like he'd seen so much - and it makes you pause. you'd been buying ingredients to try and make mousse cake when it had started raining. you'd thank your ass that you'd decided to bring it along, while silently cackling at the people who'd gotten rained on.

" are you okay?" you extend your umbrella to cover him enough while keeping yourself partly dry. he looks up at you, his dead silver eyes boring into your very soul, and you shudder from it. " hey...you okay?" you repeat, your brows furrowing in concern, seriously, wasn't he freezing?! he only stares back, eyes stone-cold and expression flat save for his parted lips, like he'd been trying to puff out hot breaths to warm himself up. you shift your grocery bags onto your shoulders as best you can and shift the umbrella onto the other hand. seriously, didn't anyone see the poor guy? if he didn't die of hypothermia, he'd probably succumb to the elements, and you were not in the mood to see shit like that again.

" c'mon, let's go," you bend over, reaching and grabbing his soaked and freezing cold hand and pulling up. you don't get far, because his grip is so feeble and like a dead fish handshake and he doesn't lift himself off the ground. you blink, once, twice, then an exasperated expression slides onto your face. you take in a deep breath, count to 3, and use all of your strength to lift up the black-haired man before you. he grunts in surprise, and you vaguely see his eyes widening before returning to their monotone expression before. " let's go, you'll die out here my dude," you grunt, juggling your bags, the umbrella and now this guy who's wet clothes are soaking into yours. you can feel a shred of your sanity break - these were your nice clothes dammit.

" c'mon, let's get you somewhere warm before you kick the fucking bucket," and with that you practically drag him back home, ignoring anyone who still lingers in the streets and gives the two of you odd looks. can't people mind their own business when you're trying to keep someone from freezing their ass off?

he says his name is qin yi, although he says it quietly, and for the first time he shows something akin to emotion in his face. he had soon developed a fever, which didn't surprise you in the slightest, but what had surprised you was how he'd treated his own sickness like he was so used to being stuck with an ailment like this. he says it's nothing compared to where he came from, but you just tell him to shut up and let him take your bed. he does try to protest, but you just shove another spoonful of warm chicken broth into his mouth and he shuts up.

you spend a few days like that, taking care of him, feeding him foods that are easy to swallow, and the occasional spoonful of medicine that you bought the day after bringing him in. he no longer protests, but mostly spends his time staring at you whenever you enter the room with that blank stare, asking for any types of entertainment you may have or sleeping through his fever.

" what were you even doing out there dude?" you ask while gingerly handing him the bowl of broth, which he graciously accepts - he's strong enough to hold the spoon now - and qin yi pauses, spoon barely grazing his now smoothed lips. his lashes flutter as he turns his head to look out the window. you cringe internally, realizing that you'd probably asked a sensitive question and pried into something you shouldn't have. you pause, before placing the soup on the dresser next to the bed, his eyes shifting back because of the delicate sounding clink that arises with it, and his silver eyes widened when-

you rest your hand on his black locks, and you gently ruffle his hair, brightly and tenderly smiling. " it's alright qin yi, you don't have to tell me anything," you say, before pressing the flat of your hand against his lukewarm forehead, and dramatically hum. " hmm, temperatures' going down, that's good..." you murmur, chuckling gently before handing him the bowl and silently sitting.

he doesn't seem to mind your company or you having to take care of him, although he seems a bit flushed every time you insist on pampering him. qin yi doesn't seem to be used to having someone pamper him so, but you don't take no for an answer so he just has to deal with it.

" sooo..."

" hmm?"

you heave a sigh, closing the book as you turn your companion that gracefully sits next to you, his silver eyes already glancing at you. your expression is flat before it becomes mischievous.

" y'know you drool in your sleep right?"

" ghhh-?!" qin yi chokes, his once placid expression twisted into a grimace. he gives you a look over, but you simply blow a raspberry at him and go back to reading the book you'd randomly picked out. you flinch when you feel his slender fingers graze your head, but he holds up a petal from the magnolia tree above and you hum your thanks.

" hey...."

you perk up when you hear his smooth voice call out softly and put the book down on your lap once more.

" why did you help me? " he asks, his face still, yet wavering with all kinds of swirling emotions behind that mask he always wore. you gazed back, a calm expression painted on your faceーyou swallowedーand let the loose strands of ( hair color ) hair blow into your face and fly wildly about.

" well, to be honest," you sigh," i don't really know qin yi." to the naked eye, he doesn't hold any reaction, but you can see him slightly deflate.

you continue," but, i guess...i just really wanted to make somebody feel loved. i think...i wanted you to feel warm and alive," you sigh in content. being emotional and shit like this was not your forté. you open your eyes to see qin yi, but this timeー

he's has a gentle and minuscule smile on his lips.

" ghh, don't look at me like that, i suck ass at emotions and all that crap," you grumble, slapping the book on your lap closed and abruptly standing up, shaking yourself off to shake loose any magnolia petals. you skip on the back door and vaguely hear the black-haired male getting up and following close behind.

" c'mon, let's go make that mousse cake."

" haha sure."

when he decides to leave, you are a bit upset, because you'd grown to enjoy qin yi's company, and how he'd described his dreams of becoming a designer. you weren't interested in that career entirely, but you still cheered him on, encouraging him and even adding in your input occasionally. he didn't seem to mind at all and seemed to enjoy feedback, and from what you could tell, he wasn't so used to positive feedback.

" now you take care of yourself, okay qin yi? so help me if i see you on the streets again-"

" pfft-!"

qin yi stifles a snicker behind his sleeve, before waving you off, assuring you that he'll be fine, and that he really will be an amazing designer. you smile up at him, pat his shoulder and wave him off, to which he takes his leave and walks awayー

furtherー

further.

" hey! "

"wh-oomph?!"

he grunts as he feels your arms wrap around him from behind, nearly dropping the food bentos you'd given him.

" i'll miss you qin yi," is all you whisper, pressing your face into the new and silky outfit he wore. he freezes up, seemingly not knowing what to do about the sudden physical contact.

" -e too," he barely whispers, before stiffly hugging you back. you internally chuckle at his awkwardness, but just let the moment happen. -ike..

" well, off you go!" you cheerily say, unwrapping your arms from around his midsection and playfully shoving him to the gate, qin yi stumbling all the while.

" it was nice knowing you!" you finally say, grinning as wide and bright as you can before turning your back to him and clambering back inside.

his silver eyes stare blankly at the place he'd been welcomed into, had been treated kindly without any expected payback, and-

you were warm.

liked it...

qin yi became a big hit, the designer in Cloud that everybody talked about, the one the girls fawned over and men wanted to become.

so when he conveniently makes the trip back to that neighborhood, he expects you to be there, to still be the same weirdo and warm person he'd known for such a short yet warm time. but

you don't exist.

the house isn't there, now much larger and fancier houses sit there. even the magnolia tree with its pale petals and soft scent has long since been uprooted. maybe you had moved, so he uses the shady connections and information he has at his disposal, but they come up with nothing. hell, even they don't know who you are and seem to question the designer himself.

he's quiet but seems to be withholding emotions behind that perfect mask of his. he's changed, he isn't the same he was when you'd first met. he's two-faced, manipulative, and cunning. but a part of him wonders if you've been watching him from the shadows, watching him become a bastard that betrayed everyone at his disposal, and carrying a mask to charm those around him.

would you still love him then?

heh.

--

you yawn aggressively, stretching out your arms as you waltz down the cobbled street, the sky a deepened violet of early morning. it was one of your first times being away from nikki, having figured out a way to separate yourself from her side. she was asleep, way too tired to even accompany you, not that you minded.

you didn't need sleep, being attached to nikki and all, but you liked to do it, made you feel more human and not some emotionally constipated ghost person. there were few people out, being that some jobs would require them to come in this early, and you grimace at it. your eyes flit over to your right, and you see the still illuminated lights of a park, the dim lights making it look mysterious and inviting. you glanceーleft and rightーbefore you walk in with a " hehe."

it's not that bad, you can't hear your own footsteps despite it being so quiet, and there's the occasional chirp of crickets around you. your eyes catch a wooden bench, aged slightly but still smooth and fresh enough to sit on. you let out an " oumphf!" as you plop down, your hair flying in your face, and immediately you relax. a firefly buzzes in front of you and you reach a finger out to touch it, but the insect flies away before you can, and you hum in disappointment. it was nice and quiet, and you don't have to worry about any unseen threat or anyone that makes you wanna punch 'em right in the face-

crunch

you stop swinging your legs when you hear the crunching of leaves and foliage from something or somebody's foot. you take a quick glance around, but you don't see anything. you sigh, laughing nervously as you edge closer to the end of your seat, instinctively ready to bolt. you may be invisible, but a part of you instinctively responds to everything around you as if you really are there.

" .... "

you feel a disgusting shiver go throughout your body as you slowly turn your head to your right.

he's right there.

your breath stops in your throat and you feel yourself choke on air as you feel his eyes pierce into your very being. you abruptly stand up, standing in a defensive position while getting ready to run as fast as you fucking can. he takes small steps forward until the light above shines down perfectly on his body.

you can see a small smile on his lips, although it looks way too unhinged and excited for someone like him. he opens his mouth, lips curving upwards,

" i finally found you..."

" wh-what..?"

you shudder at the tone of his voice, the way his eyes glint in the dim light, and the way he smiles down at you. soー

you run.

or rather, you try to.

you near scream when you feel his hand grip your wrist, hard, as he yanks you back to where you stand. you hit and scratch at his hand, trying to get him to let go. " you bastard, let go!!" you yell, still violently trying to get away. he doesn't even flinch, his face now stoic as he silently watches you struggle like a fish out of water.

" relax, i'm not going to hurt you," he simply says, like you had asked him about the weather. you feel a vein on the verge of bursting from sheer anger, frustration, and fear. " fuck you!!" you aim your free hand at his jaw, but he just catches it, and you shudder when you realize he has a strong grip on both arms, and he doesn't seem to want to let go anytime soon.

"mnnfff-?!"

you grunted when you feel his arms snake around your bodyー

and he hugs you tightly.

" where did you go...? i tried looking for you," he whispers, his fingers digging into your back as his voice becomes deeper at the second question. you can't even respond, you're too frazzled and confused. why was he hugging you? what the hell was he even talking about in the first place?! why was he acting like you even knew each other.

" why did you disappear like that...?"

huh?

your mind stops and hones in on that question. what the fuck did he mean disappear? you didn't even know him!

" l-let me go-!"

you kick your knee up into his crotch, and he groans loudly, keeling over as he groans from the pain. his nails dig into your skin, but it makes his grip loosen just enough, and you don't waste a second.

you fucking sprint, dodging past the brush, and clambering over the fence that surrounds the small park, leaving the man you utterly despised in the dust. he doesn't bother to chase you, and when you glance back, he's stopped groaning, and he's standing upright, staring you down expressionlessly, but he has a knowing look like he knows something that you don't. but a part of him looks disappointed, almost betrayed by your actions. you don't care.

you wanted more than anything else in the world to punch him, hit him, strangle him because of the hell he'd put you and nikki through. you wanted to scream and wail at him while clawing at that stupidly handsome face of his, you wanted to rip and tear him apart until there was nothing left.

you fucking hated him.

he stands still, expression unreadable. his lips are pushed apart as he seems so surprised, shocked even. before a smile yet again spreads on his lips.

he found you.

he finally found you, the you who'd been one of the few who'd ever cared and befriended him, the one who hadn't cared about his past, and one of the few people in his life he could recall without having any bitter feelings or harsh memories of.

he lets out a low chuckle, before turning back with that same amused smile and leaves the park. the sun has long since begun to rise, spilling into the city.

he was looking forward to this.

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

pretty off-topic from what i normally post, but i thought this up last night while i was playing shining nikki and watching smiling friends with my dad ( he legit had no idea wtf was going on but he still stuck around with me so thamks dad♡),,, but anyway, i was skimming through some of the designers' reflections in sn and i had a big brain moment,,,

smol blurbs below!

mercury's ears are pretty sensitive since he's hidden them all his life and he's never let anyone see them, much less even touch them. so when you decide to come up behind him while he's at his desk and give his ear a little kiss, he's caught completely off guard and he uncharacteristically jolts, and a grunt manages to escape his tightly sealed lips.

you're not stupid, once you figure out that it's mercury's weak spot, you waste no time in latching your warm lips onto the shell of his pointed ear, dragging your lips back and forth ever so slightly. he's clenching his knuckles so tightly they're becoming as white as a sheet, and he's clenching his jaw tightly shut, making it clear that he won't give in to your ministrations no matter what you do. when you feel satisfied, you pop your lips off, but not before blowing a puff of hot breath onto his ear, and quickly retreating before mercury has the chance to grab you. don't think he'll let this go, he'll get back at you one way or another ( with kisses, hugs, and his deep voice, duh )

qin yi hardly ever needs help applying his ever-changing makeup or slipping into his iconic designs, but for some reason he likes calling you over and asking for you to help him, coming up with all sorts of elusive reasons as to why he can't do it himself. he keeps his iconic smile when the sliver of your touch just barely grazes his smooth skin.

when you've finished applying the succulent blood-red lipstick and pull away to place the small circular container down, qin yi grabs your wrist firmly and presses his lips flat against the smooth skin. you, of course, jolt then begin to scold him since you put so much effort into applying the red pigment, but of course, he's not even listening. qin yi's too busy pressing kisses to your skin while slyly watching underneath his fluttering, butterfly lashes.

loen is canonly a lightweight when drinking, but he seemingly does well enough to appear sober even when drunk. so when he spots you at a bar that he quite often frequents, he waltzes right in and cheerily greets you. what he does expect, is seeing you participate in a drinking game with a few acquaintances, although your expressions are anything but content.

each time you bring the bubble-fizzed glass to your glass, loen can see that you try and take small sips, but your companions encourage you to take deeper swigs of the burning liquid. so when it comes around to him, he takes his drink like nothing, even if the tips of his pale ears are reddening, but when it's your turn, he snatches your glass from your hand and chugs it down in one go. you know him well enough to know that the alcohol is going to hit him hard, so you use that as an excuse to grab him and quickly leave. loen doesn't stop clinging to you though and even asking if you're proud of him for taking the fall. ( pls, he needs praise )

aeon is curious about the world of miraland, seeing as the one time he was able to grace its lands, he caused a rather unsavory and large tsunami. so it's safe to say that his perception of miraland is very limited and he has no clue how everyday life occurs there. so when you arrive in the ark, he tries to limit his questions, but you notice how he seems to just vaguely light up anytime you mention anything so mundane to you, but exciting to him.

he's glued onto every single one of your words, patiently waiting while you try and think up another interesting place that you've wandered off to. while he seems stoic and lacking in any visible excitement, you know aeon well enoughーthe slight raising of his voice, the way his body perks up with each description, and how his eyes sparkle and waver with a hunger for more of your words. if that weren't enough, marina will mischievously whisper how her older brother is always mumbling your name under his breath while he absent mindedly writes out your name in his clipboard!

modric somehow encourages you to stay up late with him, giving you his simple smile as he offers to play you one of his signature compositions as thanks. everytime he catches your eyelids drooping and your head dipping, he starts tracing his fingers across your face until the ticklish sensations rouse you from your little nap.

when it's obvious that you and him have reached your limit, you end up falling asleep against his shoulder, squishing your cheek in the process. and modric lets you, now much too tired to even really care. when you wake up on his couch and having overslept well into the morning, you're pissed because modric kept you awake well past your limit, and you're still exhausted. he just gives you a sleepy grin and offers to take you out to one of his favorite placesーa date if you willーand you're surprised that he can even talk, given how sleepy he sounds.

nikki always excitedly looks forward to when you'll come over and watch the numerous drama's she's found herself invested in. hell, she's gotten you hooked on the differing plotsーnot that you blame her, some of the characters and plotlines have you completely hooked.

she has the strangest foods ever like coke noodles and milk chicken wings ready and prepared for you, her and momoーlike hell he's gonna miss out on a feast like this!ーand you're impressed with how much effort nikki's put into this. when you comment on it, momo suddenly starts to say something about nikki being so excited about you coming over, but she quickly shoves a slab of barbeque in his mouth before he can finish his sentence and starts your marathon. throughout it though, you can feel her fingertips just barely grazing yours, inching ever so closely.

yexiao always invites you to come and paint with her; you don't even have to be artistically gifted to do so, she just tells you she'd like some company and chit chat. you agree and she guides you along to a hidden paint shop that she seemingly frequents, seeing as how the owners cheerily greet her and ask her if she's come for the usual.

it's so nice and calm, a contrast to what you're used to where you reside, and you can actually feel yourself think for once. yexiao lets you observe her yard, watching with unblinking and calm golden eyes. when your bring the pigment-stained brush to the blank canvas, she offers some adviseーmix the orange and blue a bit more to make a deeper brown, add some highlights to the green leavesーwhenever you appear to be struggling. yexiao's been painting for quite some time, and even you wonder what she's been up to. you, she painted you.

zoey is incredibly skilled with guns, that much is very clear and evident, even people who haven't met her know that she could gun them down and not even bat an eye. you, not so much. it's not that you're afraid of putting a bullet through someone's head, no, you just can't even fucking hold it properly without your stance looking like some amateurish wannabe gun slinger. good thing zoey offered to help.

she presses her body right up against yours, slender fingers perfectly gripping your shoulders and arms as she angles you into the right position and her smooth voice right up against your ear. when you hit the practice target with a bullseye, you're ecstatic because you finally did it and happily thank zoey for being a great help, and she gives you her signature smile and claps a bit. " if you're that grateful, why not join me at the bar tonight, hm?" ahー

[viviennevermillion]

Marrying Mercury | Wedding Event 2021 headcanons

dni if you're aphobic against any identity on the ace spectrum, have nothing nice to say or if anything else on my dni list applies to you

✧ P r e - W e d d i n g S h e n a n i g a n s

Merc and you stuck together ever since you first met. Being half-elves, life was hard enough for the two of you, especially so early in Mercury's career, so he didn't mind you sticking around. It started off as purely for mutual gain. An apartment in Lodden was easier to pay for two people than one, and Mercury worked his way up from nothing, sharing the rent with you was better than working in smuggling groups again. He was busy and working hard, so he welcomed someone helping out where he needed them to.

When he first started his clothing brand, he'd have nothing but a little shop in central Lodden, with a flat for you two on the floor above. You'd help him out around the store, basically being his first employee. You'd go grocery shopping together, cooked dinner and often spent the evenings playing cards or talking about anything that came to mind while sitting on the balcony, watching the busy and crowded city streets as the sun was setting

Considering how much you were together and how he could relate to you, it was only a matter of time until Mercury started to show you bits and pieces of the man behind the mask. He didn't always mean to. It just happened. It took him a long time to realize he fell for you. One day you fell asleep on his shoulder while he was reading on the couch and he looked at you, thinking how peaceful and beautiful you looked. How he'd like to press a kiss to your forehead. How he had started smiling gently without even noticing. And suddenly all the pieces fell into place. You woke up and turned your head to see Mercury look into your eyes with a fond expression on his face. You were already very close and all it took was for Merc to see how your eyes wandered to his lips to take the initiative and kiss you like he had been longing for it for decades. He was hesitant at first, letting someone this close to him and entrusting anyone with his heart was new to him and not something he would have expected any positive results from, but soon enough he realized how much easier life was with someone around that he loved.

While it took Mercury long enough to admit his love, it takes him just as long to propose to you. Years even. But he wants it to be special and he doesn't have much money to spare aside from what went into his designs and expanding his brand. But your engagement ring is going to be his own design and he had made many drafts to make sure it's perfect for you. He had been putting money aside for your wedding for a while now and your rings were one of the most expensive investments he had made that year. They were of high quality and Mercury was proud of the final result.

Mercury's proposal was much simpler than anything you'd expect of Mercury in present time. He had been preparing this for a while and he had played many different ways this night could go over and over in his head. He came home from handling one of his contracts, took his jacket, vest and tie off and prepared dinner for the two of you while you were still out of the house. He welcomed you home with several soft kisses to your lips and you noticed how he was way more affectionate than usual. Mercury is a gentleman. He put your jacket away, pulled your chair back for you to sit on and poured you your favorite drink before pressing another kiss to your cheek. During the dinner he'd hold your hand a lot and you noticed his expression was softer than usual. After the dinner, when you got up, he told you to wait, saying there was something he wanted to discuss with you.

"y/n, long ago, when I was just a child, I met a poet who asked me whether I'd choose love or power. The answer for me was obvious. I never expected myself to fall in love with anyone. I've always perceived love as something foolish, always thought of my father and mother as an example when the subject came up. But you've shown me what love is supposed to feel like. You've shown me what it's like to love someone so much, you don't ever want to see them go. Now I believe we can have both. Love and power. We don't have to choose. One day I want to look back on how far I've come and all I've built and I want you to be by my side when that time comes. You're all I could have hoped for in a partner and every day seems brighter when you're around. I love you dearly, unconditionally and with all my heart. Will you marry me?

He paused before actually asking the question, going down on one knee and placing the most appreciative, gentle kiss to your hand. He pulled out the ring he made for you and patiently waited for your answer. When you agreed, he slid the ring onto your finger, marveling at how perfectly it fits you. He then got up and embraced you, holding you tight and lingering like this for a while, then pulled you into a passionate kiss. You were his now and he swore to himself nothing was going to tear you apart.

Mercury and you planned the wedding together, listening attentively to each other's ideas and sealing them with a kiss whenever you agreed on one. Merc may not be the most expressive, enthusiastic man out there but you could tell he was looking forward to the day of your wedding a lot

✧ T h e C l o t h e s

When marrying Mercury, unless you want it differently, your wedding dress / suit will be Mercury's design or your own

If it's your own, you're nervous at first, wondering if Mercury will like it. But as you walk down the aisle and see how he smiles softly as soon as he sees you and embraces you with a kiss, all your worries fly away. "You're beautiful, my dearest", he whispers while caressing your cheek gently.

Regardless of who designed what you'll be wearing, before the proposal even happened, Mercury inquired about what kind of style you'd prefer for your wedding under the pretense of planning designs for his shop. He shows you a couple of pictures of wedding dresses / suits and asks you which ones you like best,

If Mercury designs your outfit, it's going to be a surprise and it's going to be something unique for you and you alone. He puts a lot of detail into the design, hiding several symbolic meanings in the outfit that reference your bond and his feelings for you. It's a very Mercury thing to do and he does this a lot more than actually expressing his affection for you with words. He's only going over to the process of actually making the outfit when he's sure it would fit you and will be perfect for the person he loves. Mercury works hard on making it and proudly shows it off to you. He takes your hand in his own and leads you to it, stating he thinks a beautiful bride / groom such as yourself needs a dress / suit equally as stunning. He gently rubs circles onto the top of your hand as you take in the view. The more excited & emotional you are, the more satisfied he is. This man may have a cold demeanor for most of his life but people genuinely adoring his designs is one of the few things that never stopped bringing him happiness and always makes him proud of how far he's come, especially if it's you.

While he designs your outfit for you, he doesn't actually see you wear it until the actual wedding day, unless it turns out he needs to make adjustments to the clothes. So seeing you walk down in the aisle to be his forever in one of his designs makes him more emotional than he'd ever admit. Of course he won't show that on his face. But Mercury's design and all the details and symbols he put into it have always been proof of the fact that he took all the pain he had been put through and turned it into something beautiful, regardless of how he was still feeling inside. And right in this moment you were the most beautiful result of those efforts for him.

Mercury himself would wear the suit he's wearing in his awakened wedding reflection or any variation of it, making sure you two match. He also designed it himself of course. He'd gently smirk at you when you tell him how handsome he looks.

✧ T h e C e r e m o n y

I can see Mercury having a small wedding venue in Wintermount at or near the beach back then. A lot of his savings went into your wedding. This is what he'd prefer but of course your input matters as well. But unless you're like really religious this man isn't gonna get married religiously. He has.....opinions.......about the clergy and his time in Pigeon Kingdom left its scars.

Before the ceremony you two have a photoshoot together. Merc hired a professional and you'll love the results. He'll secretly carry one of them around in his wallet.

Mercury doesn't really have many people he'd invite to his wedding (read: none), so how many guests you'll have depends entirely on you. While present Mercury may want to have a grand, glamorous wedding, past Mercury would have a smaller wedding with only your family members and friends as the guests.

He'd let whoever you want walk you down the aisle. His cat if that's what's necessary. He only has eyes for you anyway ;)

Merc will welcome you into his arms and press a kiss to your forehead, commenting on how beautiful he thinks you look. The longer he looks at you, the more he can't wait to finally be able to call you his spouse.

The officiant (Aphrodia) then says a few words about marriage, love and the responsibility that comes with your bond.

"Love can be many things. It can be fleeting. Ever-lasting. It can be calm and give you stability , as well as be full of adventure and excitement. But most importantly, love and marriage are a commitment. They're a promise to treat the one you love with kindness, care and respect. To be there for them when they need you most. To share a part of your life with them, however long it may last, and a part of yourself. True love is vulnerability but it is also one of the greatest strengths you can have. It's reassurance that no matter where life may lead, if you nurture the bond you share with another person, you'll never be alone. It's why love is so special and why we have treasured it since the beginning of time. We have assembled here today to celebrate the union of y/n and Mercury. Falling in love is a coincidence. But staying with that person, continuing your journey with them by your side, is a choice. You two have made that choice. Over the years you have been with each other through good and bad times, through sickness and health and your love has endured. It is this endurance and the evidence of your bond that makes me truly grateful and glad to have the honor of making your marriage official today. May you always be there for each other, faithful and happy. What you share is something unique and beautiful. As long as you continue to let it grow and bring you comfort, your future will be a bright and joyful one."

While Aphrodias words are genuine, they're also a slight "Don't you dare fuck this up" nudge towards Mercury. She knows what he's like. Knows of his desire for power and revenge. But because of that, she also can see how he truly has grown to love you with all of his heart.

As Aphrodia finished her speech, it was time for your wedding vows. Mercury listens to yours attentively, his facial expression filled with love and adoration. Trust me that no one has ever seen Mercury smile as much as on his wedding day. He gently holds your face and gives you a soft kiss to your lips before proceeding with his own vows.

"My dearest y/n, I'm sure you know I never expected myself to fall in love. Let alone get married. For a long time I had forgotten what love looked like. I didn't have any good examples in my mind when I thought about it. I used to think love was foolish and naive. An ideal, an illusion, that isn't reachable. I was wrong. I used to try and make sense of my past, asking myself on many occasions whether I'm a proof of love or of innate guilt. I think I have found the answer now. I'm a proof of nothing but my own choices. And one of those choices is spending my future with you. Now that I've found love, I never want to lose it. And there's no one I'd rather spend the rest of my life with than you. You've proven to me that there are shimmers of light in a world I had given up on. Things worth taking my time indulging even when there's a greater goal or plan I'm working towards. I used to think life was all about fighting because that's what I've been doing from the day I was born. Always looking out for no one but myself, trying to make the most out of a situation no matter the cost, fearing as time went on it'd leave me behind if I didn't keep chasing after it every time that I could. You're the only person who has ever shown me what it means to truly be able to rest. To have someone who'll make you forget all your worries and that the rest of the world exists for a while. I will forever treasure this gift you have given me. A thousand years wouldn't be enough to spend with you. I'm looking forward to the future we will share together. I'm proud how far we have come and I'm proud that soon I'll be able to call you my wife / husband / spouse. I love you.

Yeah Aphrodia's crying

You're probably also crying

As are several of the guests

Mercury doesn't cry in front of people

Aphrodia asks you whether you want to take Mercury as your husband and you take his hand into yours, look into his eyes and nod with a smile on your face. "I do." After asking Mercury the same, and him agreeing as well, she smiles at the two of you. "You may now kiss"

Mercury's kiss is slow and passionate, it's a silent promise that he'll do everything in his power to remain by your side. He pours all of his love into the kiss and pulls you close, drawing circles onto your shoulder with his fingertips. You can feel him smiling into the kiss and you wished this moment would never end.

But you had a wedding to host so the kissing had to wait. After you were officially married, your guests congratulate you and your husband. Your family most likely approves of Mercury because he doesn't really let his idealistic, power-hungry side show around people. He just comes off as a respectable young man with a tragic past and big ambitions.

✧ T h e W e d d i n g R e c e p t i o n

After the ceremony, you and your guests change locations to your wedding reception. I'd imagine it to also be located near the beach, maybe on a terrace or in a festive tent decorated with a lots beautiful lights.

There are pretty, ornated candles on the tables and flowers and vines are decorating the location. The wedding reception is also Mercury's design so you can bet it will be beautiful

Once everyone has settled in, you and Mercury receive your wedding gifts. You thank all of your guests for the kind offerings. During the whole process Mercury doesn't leave your side, occasionally squeezing your hand or supportively placing a hand on your back when he sees you particularly like a gift. Mercury hands you a bouquet of roses, saying he couldn't resist giving you a gift as well. He presses a kiss to your cheek and you understand that these roses are a symbol of his commitment to you.

Some of your closest loved ones have volunteered to give a speech for the two of you, praising you for your love and thanking you for your hospitality. The fact that Merc has invited next to no one compared to you means your family and friends may end up unpacking some funny stories about you while Merc just sits next to you, occasionally looking at you with the hint of a teasing smile.

After that it is yours and Mercury's responsibility to open the buffet & dessert. Several of your guests have made cakes and salads for your wedding celebration. The dinner consists of common local foods served to you by a well-liked restaurant in the area.

The evening is spent with dancing and conversations because let's face it you're not going to get Mercury to sit through a party game. Your guests are eager to learn more about your respectful but elusive husband but Mercury purposely keeps information about himself vague and prompts the guests to talk about their own lives instead. He doesn't like bringing up his origins and his life story.

The guests are very impressed with his designs though and have no doubt that he will be successful

✧ M u s i c & D a n c i n g

Listen to your wedding playlist for this post here

As the music starts playing, Mercury holds his hand out to you, asking you for a dance. He pulls you close for a kiss, taking both of your hands and holding them firmly in his own before leading you to the dancefloor

He wraps an arm around your waist and holds you close, slow-dancing to the music. Both of you knew these songs would forever hold the memory of this beautiful night even after it was over. He looks into your eyes with a loving gaze, glad that all his suffering and hard work finally led him to something good.

As the music slows down even more, you lean your head against his chest, gently swaying to the slow love song. Merc holds your cheek carefully and presses a soft kiss to your forehead, as if you were able to break under his touch. Too many things in his life had been taken from by the fate he so depised. He treasured you deeply and he'd make sure no harm would ever come to you.

Your guests watch the two of you dance, thinking how sweet this moment is and how they wish you and Mercury will stay together for a long time. After the first dance is over, they eventually join in and dance with someone as well.

You and Merc eventually sit down, listening to the music and thinking how well the lyrics reflect your love. You rest your head on his shoulder and Mercury leans his cheek against your head. He takes your hand into his once again.

✧ A f t e r t h e W e d d i n g

Weddings, as beautiful as they are, are exhausting. Mercury is glad once he's alone with you again in the quiet of your home, closing his eyes and hugging you for a while.

He holds your hand, proudly gazing down on your wedding rings, evidence of your union.

Once you have changed clothes into something more comfortable, Mercury gives you all the kisses he missed out on during your wedding. Because Mercury isn't and will never be big on PDA. But now that you're alone again, he'll make sure to let you know just how happy today has made him and how much he loves you. He kisses you passionately and he takes his time spoiling you with his affection.

"I love you. I always will", he whispers, before pulling you into more kisses. Even decades after that day when he built himself a business empire, Mercury always looks back to your wedding with fondness as one of his best memories.

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

𝘽𝙀 𝙈𝙔 𝘿𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙔 𝙏𝙊𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏

𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: kaeya, childe, itto, mercury, nidhogg, qin yi, reid, xiao zong, and zhu

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: the type of guys that keep on fucking you until you practically break from the pleasure, overstimulate you, and watch you as you cry, and sadistically enjoy the way you squirm underneath him. you're so cute to him♡

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨): sub reader, established relationships, creampie, unprotected sex, rough sex, overstimulation, size kink, daddy/sir kink, belly bulge, spanking, dacryphilia, sexual sadism, bondage, office sex, sex toys, multiple rounds, loving sex, degradation, hickies/bite marks, outdoors sex

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧: gender neutral

𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜: be my daddy ー lana del ray

off-topic but mercury's voice y'all,,,I WASN'T EXPECTING IT TO BE THAT DEEP HOLY SHIT AND HE'S LIKE 6 FOOT AND IKFJVNIVBI-

basically the daddies, but more sadistic and rough,,,might do soft doms next or actually do my other works bc i'm so behind lmaoooo

nsfw below!

ー genshin impact!

𝙆𝘼𝙀𝙔𝘼 is an absolute tease and he knows itーknowingly smirking at the way you cry and moan out as his fingers push you to another orgasm. he plays coy and coos at you desperately fisting at the sheets in a pathetic attempt at grounding yourself amongst his ministrations. he knows damn well what he's doing, and that he's doing a damn good job at it. he will meticulously find ways to unravel and break you and have you screaming his name by the end of the night.

sure his status as calvary captain doesn't exactly mean much in the whole grand scheme, but when you moaned out a "yes sir!" by mere accident, well, that surely was interesting. now he does anything and everything in his power to hear those words coming out of that pretty little mouth of yours. whether it be by switching to a more cold and authoritative persona, or a more sweet and charming one. either one can work, even if you yourself know that it's all but a ruse to get you to moan ' sir ' like the pervert you are.

he may not have an incredibly thick length that stretches your hole incredibly wide open, but what he lacks in girth he makes up for in his length. his cock is long enough to where it grazes and is nestled right up against the deepest spots of your tight cavern and you'd think he was fucking open your stomach at that point. he doesn't give your hole any stinging pain when he slides himself inside of you, but he does practically rearrange your insides just to fit his long cock inside of you.

the sight of you crying from sheer overstimulation turns him on a lot more than he'd ever verbally lead you on to believe. his calm and teasing voice can only do so much to hide his sadistic arousal and the way heat pools in his throbbing erection gives him such a rush that he'd faint from the sheer overwhelmingness of it all if it weren't for his well built up self-control. but what you yourself can tell is how his body seems to tremble with perverted excitement as the transparent tears begin to flow and how his lips curl upwards with elation and his breaths seem to grow heavier and heavier.

he's a mix of both comforting and teasing, both traits seemingly and perfectly at odds with one another. he coos and soothes you when you sob from being so overstimulated, pressing soft kisses underneath your eye that make your lashes flutter. but at the same time, he taunts you for being such a pervert and enjoying being violated and fucked like some kind of filthy bitch. who knew someone like you would enjoy something like this, is what he coos, his diamond pupils focusing on your pathetic shuddering body. he says it like he himself isn't affected at all. sly bastard.

the sly bastard gets off to the idea of fucking you openly in his office, where anyone could walk in and see you being fucked like a slut on his cock. he taunts you for how tightly your walls squeeze down on his cock each time you hear footsteps approaching the wooden door, or a favonius soldier knocking on the door and mentioning the reports that kaeya had asked for. little do you know is that he specifically asked for no one to disturb him that day, stringing up some excuse of being incredibly busy and not wanting any distractions.

𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙇𝘿𝙀 is similar to kaeya but on a whole other level. he's a sex-crazed maniac that was mixed with high intensity of sadism and given the stamina of a crazed ostrich. he's so mean and cruel, desperately thrusting into your tight hole in a lust-filled frenzy that clouds his mind with nothing but the thought of fucking you like a whore. he's grinning crazily, pounding his cum into you until it's practically gushing out onto the bedsheets and he's seeing stars from how much he's cum.

he slams his cock into you anytime he finds you bent over, whether it be you trying to clean that pesky stain on the floor that just won't go away, or you're leaning against the countertop, your perky hips jutting out to make yourself more comfortable. and thenーhe's swiftly tearing at your bottoms, fingers dipping and gripping the warmest part of you. he enjoys the way you shudder against his body as you try oh so cutely to muffle your moans as his cock rubs against your walls in all the right ways and causing pleasure to bloom all over your body. you're so cute, he says, that he can't help but want to take you right here, right now.

his horniness can put kaeya to shame, and more, mouthing at the smooth skin of your neck, the sight of you in unintentionally baring a vulnerable spot of yours exciting him like he's some damn predator. he'll rub his bulge against the fat of your ass as his hand dips into your underwear, grabbing at your heated and glistening sex, breaths now growing heavier and hotter. you could have been stretching for fuck's sake and now he has you in a mating press, fucking you rougherーdeeper even though you're letting out warbled moans between bruised and wet lips.

loves the risk of fucking you out in public, yanking you into the nearest alleyways so he can have his way with you. if you're worried about anyone discovering the two of you like this, he just covers your shuddering lips with his gloved hand and whispers for you to just stay quiet, and you won't get caught. the thing is, he purposefully makes it difficultーrapidly pushing his hips to meet yours from behind and purposefully pushing his weeping cock head against the spots that get you crying and moaning. he'll even push his cock deeper when he's just about to cum, forcing choked moans out your pretty wet lips. you're just so cute and pretty, so he can't help it if he wants to have you, even if it's something as carnal as this.

cumming inside you is such a treat for him since spilling the thick milky ropes of cum inside officially means marking you as his. you just feel so damn good around him. he loves the way you sound saying his name over and over, desperate panting and choked moans as you feel each spurt gushing inside your oversensitive walls. he'll fuck you both through the overstimulation, pounding his cum into you until its gushing out of your hole and dripping down your thighs. he doesn't care if you can't get pregnant, just the sensation of fucking his cum into you is enough for him. for now at least.

sometimes he'll come back after a pretty rough day, feelings of frustration and annoyance bubbling just beneath the surface. he's quick to hug you into his chest, face buried in the crook of your neck, asking if he can have right now, please? and he doesn't even waste a fraction of a second hoisting you over his shoulder and bolting off into the bedroom. the thing is, he caries about an authoritative air about him and it very clearly shows. and he's so mean, spanking your ass each time your muscles give out from each orgasm he forces out of your poor body, and he hisses for you to call him 'sir' with a cold and demanding tone. and he doesn't stop until he's fucked the frustration out of his system.

𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙊 is so big and tall; he makes you look like a mouse compared to him, no matter your height. he is rather aware of his height and intimidating appearance, so when it comes to you, he's incredibly gentle and soft, doing his best to hold back from absolutely overstimulating you, since he's practically rearranging your insides just to fit his monstrous cock inside your plush walls. he could probably break you if he wanted to, seeing as how he's causing a bulge to appear on your stomach.

sometimes he gets too into fucking you into the mattress and ends up putting you in a mating press, his heavy balls loudlyーlewdly slapping against your skin as his huge cock rubs against your oversensitive walls. he doesn't stop fucking you like a rabid animal, his thrusts never slowing or stoppingーnot until you're fucked full of his cum at least. and his cum is so thick and there's so much, and from the angle he has you in, it's all forced deep inside of your hole, filling you to the absolute brim and even leaking out of you in creamy rivulets.

he absolutely has a size kink; he practically towers over you, and his cock is huge. it scares you because you're wondering how he'll even fit inside someone as small as you. but he reassures you, admittedly very excitedly and brashly, that he'll make it fit! next thing you know, he's taking you in a full-nelson position, his hips rapidly fucking into you, roughlyーdeeply, and you sure as hell can feel the bulge his cock is making. the fact that he had easily manhandled you in such an open position just gets both him and you increasingly horny and gets you two going for hours.

he really likes 69ing; something about it just really gets him going, y'know? the sight and feel of your pretty clenching hole so close to his face get him so horny that he just digs in. pushing his tongue past the spasming muscles, and now his tongue is inside, wriggling and scraping against your sensitive walls. while you're trying so hard not to choke on his huge cock, already struggling to push the thick head past your lips without wincing from the strain, much less trying to accommodate having something so big and foreign in your throat. he does at least pat your thighs, silently assuring you during your struggles. you'd think you'd have cum more than himーwell, no. just feeling you struggle taking his thick cock down your tight throat gets him so hard and horny it hurts. and then he ends up cumming down your throat while he hungrily mouths at your quivering sex.

he can get mean, roughly fucking you like you're some kind of personal hole for him. he'll slap your bouncing bubble butt to keep you in focus, since your limbs and brain keep on giving out with each harsh thrust he makes into you, and taunt you for not taking him properly. he can and will fuck you stupid, even forcing your head back so you can look into his burning eyes, and so you can't run away from all the pleasure he gives you.

the oni goes utterly bonkers if you grip his horns whilst you're riding him; obviously, he can't get horny from his horns getting grabbed, that ain't real sweetie. but it just really boosts his ego and arousal that you need to grab and hold onto something just from how good he's fucking you. so then he ends up pistoning his cock even harder and deeper into you, causing you to cry and sob as the overstimulation racks your poor body.

ー love nikki / shining nikki!

𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙔 can be utterly cruel sometimesーfucking you into oblivion without ever stopping and overstimulating you in the process. he has a bruising grip on your hips as his fat cock splits you open over and over and his barely audible grunts. even after both you and he have cum, he stops for only a moment, his ragged breaths filling the air before he starts thrusting again. and you can't help but cry and moan from the overstimulation and how each minuscule movement from his cock sends you over the edge each time. and he doesn't stop until he's completely wasted, which means you've got a long night ahead of you.

you've learned to pick up on his cues since he tends to be nonverbal with what he wants depending on his mood. so when you feel his hot breath on the nape of your neck and his padded fingers dipping in between your plush thighs, you know he's become aroused. but normally, whenever he does this, he merely wants to sink himself deep into your plush walls while silently embracing you, and he does just that. after freeing his thick erection from the confines of his expensive tailored pants, he eases you downーslowly, slowly, and finally, he's all the way in. he doesn't move, just buries his face into the crook of your neck, deeply inhaling your comforting smell. he'll occasionally jut his hips upwards, but it's just his silent way of wanting to be as close to you as possible.

he rarely leaves behind hickies in noticeable areas such as the juncture of your neck, being a man of high caliber, and not needing anyone to know what goes on in his bedroom. but that doesn't mean he isn't prone to them. he'll leave behind stinging bites and blooming hickies on your collarbone, where they can easily be hidden by your shirt. but he really likes to leave them behind on your plush thighs, his grey locks tickling your bare skin. and his lips feel like silk against your skin, but before long, he's suckling away at the plush skin and littering them with bruised hickies and indents of his teeth. and he doesn't mind if you leave behind any either, although he'd prefer it if you'd place them in less noticeable places. but when he's alone, he likes to trace the marks and ends up drifting off into daydreaming of you once more.

he doesn't exactly have a huge daddy kink, because of...personal reasons, but he's much more open about his sir kink and it gets him far more riled up than he'd ever like to admit. the way you so cutely hiccup and sob while begging for mercy and calling out "sir..!" as he further drives you over the edge just has heat pooling down south for him. when he first heard you say it, in that breaking and high-pitched tone, he just goes to grip your chin, forcing you to look him straight in his green-grey eyes. " say it again," he says and like the perfection he knows you to be, you comply, saying it over as he builds you back up to peak once more, only more intensely and quickly. and he keeps going, making you cry it out until you're about to pass out and he can't cum anymore.

he's not too much of a tease, being incredibly straightforward and very focused on his and your pleasure. he prefers getting to the point, fucking you until you weakly cling onto him and your nails have left stinging welts on his back. but sometimes he gets rather impatient, and if you're into it, well, prepare yourself, sweetheart. he doesn't tease you too much in public, but he'll ghost his fingers over that certain spot on your back that makes you shiver, working you up and getting you right on the edge before slipping away. and when he's finally alone with you, he does the exact same, stopping his harsh thrusts when you're just about to cum and trailing his lips against your neck. just hearing and seeing you beg and tremble beneath him just leaves him wanting more and getting even more aroused by the minute.

it may not look like it, but the half-elf craves the emotional intimacy that comes with sex, he just doesn't know how to properly express those buried feelings. so he learns as he's hunched over your bare body, pressing gentle kisses to your face, caressing your cheeks softly, and holding you tenderly close to him. and he'll quite often have his lips sealed against yours, his lips swallowing up your soft moans and his slender and calloused fingers are intertwined with yours as his hips rock into yours gently. his thrusts stay as gentle and loving as they possibly can, only really speeding up if you ask him to. afterward, he'll hug you into his bare chest, stroking your frazzled hair as his deep voice whispering sweet nothings lulls you to sleep. he's so soft for you♡

𝙉𝙄𝘿𝙃𝙊𝙂𝙂 very much carries his authoritative and domineering persona into the bedroom, not that you're complaining much. when he orders something of you, he expects it to happen almost right away and if not, there will be consequences. and said consequences usually involve being simultaneously degraded and edged so much that you end up cumming the second he slaps his fat cock against your oversensitive hole. he'll scoff at how lewd you are; like he wasn't the reason you're like this in the first place. and don't expect him to be merciful, he'll keep on going until you practically pass out from all of the extreme orgasms he wrenches out of you.

don't be surprised if you find your hands tied above your head or to the bedpost because he will do it without hesitation. you just happen to squirm about so much and he wants to do something about how you so disobediently do so, so tying you down is the best option. that, and he loves to watch you pathetically try to free yourself while he edges you, whether with his thick and calloused fingers or his thick cock as it plows into you over and over. it's one of the few times you'll see him smirk like that, although it just tells you that you're in for one hell of a time.

the man just oozes a sir kink, and he isn't too obscure about it, especially when it comes to you. it doesn't matter if you called him ' sir ' by pure accident or on purpose in order to rile him up, he will use that as an excuse to pounce on you, and he doesn't plan on letting you go until he's satisfied. he expects you to be good for him and follow up his every command with a " yes sir " even if you find it to be utterly embarrassing. he ends up getting a little too into it however and leaves you overstimulated and sore by the end of the countless sessions.

rough sex is to be expected with him since he loves watching you lose all coherency as he continues to fuck you senseless and being forced to cling onto him until you can't even cum anymore. he'll either have you bent over his desk, pounding into you while forcing you to keep quiet or practically folding you in half on the mattress, pushing your knees to your shoulders while he pounds into you like there's no tomorrow. it's to the point where you can barely even walk properly afterward without limping at least once and you have to cover your mouth to keep all of your loud moans and cries in because he just makes you feel that good.

sex with him is just asking to be overstimulated until you can't feel your legs or your quivering sex anymore. this ties in with his very high tendency to fuck you roughly, so you'll have to keep both of these in mind. but when he isn't fucking you stupid, he's purposefully and agonizingly slowly angling his thrusts to perfectly graze that one spot that makes you see stars, and he'll smirk as he hears how you beg for him to try and get him to slow down and speed up, but he'll just do the exact opposite, just to hear your defeated wail. he thinks you're cute.

he degrades you like nobody's business, all consensual of course, taunting you for cumming from his fingers alone or cumming multiple times from his mouth wrapping around your quivering sex or licking a line up it. he'll coldly stare down at you as you convulse around his thick length, and tell you how pathetic you look and sound, and how you really that desperate, with him knowing damn well that you like his words a little too much. he will stop if you say the safeword or your crying looks a little too pained though and will try to, albeit a bit awkwardly, comfort you.

𝙌𝙄𝙉 𝙔𝙄 can keep the straightest face that is known to mankind while he is saying or doing the filthiest shit, like say, sliding his cock in and out oh so agonizingly slow. he knows damn well that you want him to go faster, but where's the fun in that? it's more fun watching you unravel and losing all coherency until you're a pitiful and pretty sobbing mess beneath him. now that's something he could do all day.

his scalp is pretty sensitive, and you found that out by pure accident when you needed somethingーanythingーto grip onto while he slides himself into you over and over. he let out an uncharacteristically high-pitched whimper and he had to spend the next five minutes trying to bribe you into pretending your gremlin ass didn't hear shit. but you now do it because he has some really pretty moans, and once you do it, he gets really riled up and ends up going faster and rougher. not that you're complaining of course.

he really loves bondage, especially any silk ribbons that he can get his hands on. the way they tighten more and more against your bare skin as you take in another deep breath, the way it gleams and shines against your skin; he merely can't get enough. that and he can tie and bend you in more revealing and vulnerable positions, letting him fuck you at whatever pace he wants and how long he can go. he especially prefers tying your knees back to your shoulders and taking you like that, your choked whimpers and cries like music to his ears.

being that he loves to watch you squirm and tie you up in such risque positions, it shouldn't be a surprise that he'd tie a blindfold around your doe-like eyes since he knows that the lack of one of your senses will only heighten your other senses and make you much more sensitive. he'll toy around with you, nibbling on the shell of your ear, slender fingers that barely graze over that spot that makes you see stars, or melting kisses that sets your skin on fire. and when you're sobbing after coming down from yet another orgasm, he'll press the tip of his fan under your chin, untying your blindfold as he makes you look up at him, teary-faced and all. you're so beautiful.

due to his occupation as an actor and being so desirable due to his admirable skills, sometimes he has less than what he'd like to be spent with you. so sometimes quickies between his breaks are an absolute necessity, especially how stressful everything can be, and you bring nothing but relief for him. he makes sure to lock the doors since he doesn't need any unwanted intrusions now does he? he keeps his thrusts fast and quick, fucking away the pent up stress and indulging in you, even if for just a small blissful minute.

hickies are a no-no on him, mostly because he has a reputation to uphold and his fanbase wouldn't exactly take too kindly to learn about your rather perverse rendezvous. but he's completely open to leaving them on you. however, he doesn't like the idea of leaving them in more visible spots, so he'll leave them behind on the inner sides of your plush thighs, scattering them all over and kissing the bruised and wounded flesh when he feels satisfied. he'll give you his signature gentle smile as he gives gentles praises, his voice as soft as the silk that binds your hands.

𝙍𝙀𝙄𝘿 is probably the biggest tease you've ever known in your entire life, but can you blame him? you're just so cute, hiccuped sobs that wrack your pretty body as he further overstimulates you until you nearly pass out from the overwhelming pleasure. even if he's long since spent, he won't pull his cock out of your walls, but just holds you into his chest and falls asleep with his cock snug in your plush and slick walls.

having you cockwarming him is something this sly bastard looks forward to each time he's alone with you. particularly, when he's at work and in his office, handling the stress of being the chairman of the mercury group and having to do all of that tedious paperwork and handling commissions. so when you pop in to visit him and bring him some coffee and small snacks, he can't help but ask, politely but with that stupid grin, if he can stick it in. and good luck trying to get off his lips because anytime you squirm, he just chuckles and squeezes his free arm around your stomach tighter, pressing the head of his cock upwards against your tummy.

look, he can't help himself when he has his fingers buried knuckles-deep inside your hole, and he "accidentally" keeps thrusting his fingers in, eagerly watching as you cry and sob for him to slow down, while he just kisses away your tears. he encourages you to keep going, that you're doing so well, and that you can take it. when he has his cock buried balls deep inside, he will keep thrusting inside, even if his muscles are absolutely sore and he needs a small break. but no, he needs to keep going, he needs to see you fall apart beneath him, and he'll pick up the pieces and put you back together.

he loves the idea of pulling you into an empty and desolate office room and having his way with you in there. of course, he makes sure that everybody will have long since left, and he'll lock the door since he doesn't need anybody walking in and seeing you and him in such a vulnerable situation. he will gladly bend you over the nearest desk and pound into you from behind, holding you in place with his hands. he's so horny, and has some form of dignity, that he just keeps his pants pooled around his ankles while he takes you against the desk. when he's done, he'll pull his pants back on, and cheerily offer to fetch you some tissues and some cookies that your coworkers brought in.

his daddy kink is more teasing and less so of domineering and authoritative, but he'll still gladly indulge in this little fantasy of yours. he has no issues with telling you " you gonna cum? cum for daddy okay sweetie?" with that sickeningly sweet voice of his, knowing damn well you could practically burst at just the feeling of his hot breath fanning over the flushed skin of your ear. when he's had his fun edging and toying with all of your sensitive spots, he'll finally let you cum with a " cum for daddy, okay?" and savoring the way your moans reverberate throughout the room.

he can get away with saying the most filthiest things right into your ear, and he knows you're not gonna get mad because he knows how much you enjoy it. he alternates between cooing at how cute you look with his cock stuffed down your throat, smiling that stupid sly smile, or utterly chastising you for cumming from just being entered. hmm, what should he do with such a lewd darling as yourself, he wonders, ignoring your cries below him for him to move his hips and a sudden harsh thrust has you reeling. he thinks a punishment is appropriate, don't you think?

𝙓𝙄𝘼𝙊 𝙕𝙊𝙉𝙂 absolutely towers over you, being such an imposing and intimidating man who could easily crush you with his bare hands if he really wanted to. but instead, all he does with his huge size is fold your body in half and take you like that, crushing you against him as he gets you crying like the cutie he knows you to be. and he's so mean, taunting you for cumming so hard because of his thick cock and how easily you came from his cock.

his size kink definitely acts up whenever he does something as simple as standing next to you. so it shouldn't surprise you when you find yourself being pressed into his chest while his arms hold you up, since he knows you'll collapse the second he lets go. and when he looks down at your pretty tummy, he can see that delicious tummy bulge that forms and moves with each of his thrusts. he can't help it when he starts thrusting into you at a much rougher paceーyou're just so cute and the way you clamber and sob against his chest fills him with pride, so moan lots more for him, okay?

getting you to sob and cry out from all the pleasure he's making you feel is such a common occurrence at this point with him. like if he doesn't get you clawing at his back and moaning incoherently, then he didn't fuck you enough and he's gotta do it again. so if you're holding in your sobs for whatever reason, he will not hesitate to pound you into the mattress until you can't even think or cum anymore. call him a sadist, but the sight of you sweetly and cutely begging for him to please slow down with those pretty tears in your doe eyes only makes him wanna fuck you harder.

he loves fucking you from behind, watching you arch your back forwards as his huge cock plows into you, forcing yet another intense orgasm out of your pretty little body. of course, he can't see your pretty face and all the expressions you'd make when he fucks you stupid, but he'll manage just fine. then again, he has a perfect view of your cute, puckering hole as it squeezes down on his throbbing erection. and he can spread apart your hole and see his thick cum dribbling out in creamy rivulets.

since he's so often traveling around miraland or staying within the confines of flower field, outdoor sex can be a huge possibility. of course, he doesn't want anyone else seeing you like this out in the open, so he'll use any covering around to shield you from any unwanted lookers. but if he's out within the unknown lands of miraland wandering about, then nothing's stopping him from plowing you against a tree, and he encourages you to openly moan and cry since no one will be around to hear you anyways.

most of the time he just likes to laze and chill about, and when he's bored and horny, he'll just have you cockwarm him just to pass the time. he does it just with the intention of seeing you squirm about, adoring watching you shift about impatiently on his lap while he doesn't even so much as move a single muscle. he won't fuck you until you start begging for him, falling apart around him. and when he does fuck you senseless, he keeps his cock nice and snug inside your walls, making sure that not a single drop leaks out and holds you tight.

𝙕𝙃𝙐 is such a sly bastard and a huge teaseーhe's even worse than reid, and he knows it. he knows that his silver tongue can get you flustered and embarrassed with just the right words and tone of voice in under 30 seconds. he knows how to push your buttons, and how to get you wrapped around his finger oh so easily. and he knows how to slowly work you up to an orgasm, before he pushes you over the edge, eagerly sadistically watching you crumble beneath him. and he'll lovingly press a kiss to your temple, praising you for doing so well for him.

he much prefers to take everything slow and doesn't like to rush the foreplay. he'll take his time trailing his padded fingers all over your body, silently watching for any sort of reaction you may give and seeing which parts of your body are the most sensitive and how he can further toy with them. even when he's balls-deep buried inside your hole, he keeps his pace slow and sensual enough to get you frustrated. even if you beg for him to speed up, he just breathily chuckles and keeps going at the same slow pace, wanting to savor the snug feeling of your walls around him.

when he knows he's gonna be busy for the next few hours or even days at most, he'll try and fuck you as much as possible, much to your dismay, and delight but like hell you'll say that to him. you'll often find yourself situated on his lap or on his bed, his hands hurriedly rushing to push apart your clothes, a stark contrast from what he usually prefers, and if you point it out, he laughs and tells you not to think about it. next thing you know he's pulled several orgasms out of your body, and he's not even close to being done with you.

he's another one that loves to tie you in risque positions that leave you little to no room for resistance. this man is literally the type to spend actual time studying on how to properly tie and loop these ropes, and when he finally succeeds, you bet your ass he's gonna excitedly coax you into trying it. he'll purposefully tighten the ropes right around your quivering sex and chest, especially since the colored ropes aren't even touching you in the places you need to be touched. sometimes he'll leave you all hot and bothered and sometimes he'll actively push himself into you, enjoying how your walls are incredibly tight this time.

what a surprise, he likes blindfolding you. no, but seriously, he adores blindfolding you, because it heightens all of your other senses and just makes you even more sensitive, and makes it all the more fun for him. he loves how when he traces his slender finger down your body, you let out those adorable choked-back whimpers at the sensation and you try to stop your breath from being so heavy. especially when he's pounding into youーyou don't stop moaning and clenching around him so tightly, and he'll just pepper kisses all over your faces as a warm comfort, if only barely.

he's been wanting to overstimulate you for so long now, and now that he has both the chance and your consent, he's not letting this opportunity go to waste. as stated before, he'll go slow, building you up bit by bit and watching you the entire time, but this time, after you cum, he just keeps going and doesn't even bother stopping, sadistically enjoying the way you keen and moan out his name in an endless tangent. and you can't do anything but cling onto him, his chiseled body being the only form of stability that you can find that'll keep your mind from breaking because of how good your entire body feels. and all because of him.

[silverdragonoid]

I'm in tears. I put on the music you linked (a wonderful choice) and listened while reading, and I'm so so so grateful for this, I can't put it into words. This heavy bittersweetness really gets to my heart, you wrote them so well, and when she appeared, I started crying, still am. Thank you thank you thank you so much for this beautiful piece T-T <3

I don't know if you already did this, but I'd like to request Mercury playing the cello for reader🥺

Mercury playing the cello for you

notes: This turned into a whole little story. I saved this ask because i knew this event was coming. Listen to this, this, this and this and imagine Merc playing for you. He's precious. We love a man who's talented in many ways and can make beautiful music. I loved this event so much because we learnt so much about Merc here. Like, everyone knows the owner of the rose garden is this big scary business man who's never shown any emotion in public and then you go to this ball and learn that he has a little bird friend and you hear him play the cello for his dead surrogate father

contains: half-elf!reader, plot totally isn't inspired by cinderella, vaguely gestures to my 'Mercury is a fucked up Disney prince' post

warnings: mentions of reader having a shitty noble family

You were desperately hoping no one would recognize you. Then again, how could they? Your existence was basically a well-kept family secret. After all, Pigeon nobles would lose all their titles if it became known that they had a half-human among their mids.

The invitation to the ball never reached the hands of your family members that it was meant for. When they sent you to pick up the mail in the morning, you put it in your bag, ready to seize this opportunity. You knew the annual ball at the rose garden often invited foreigners from other nations like the Apple Federation as well. You had studied quite a lot throughout your lifetime, were ready to leave your past behind and be independent but fate had other plans for you. After a financial crisis, your noble elven family took you back in so you wouldn't starve. However they most certainly were not overjoyed about your presence.

But this ball was your chance. You knew about Mercury and his successes in the business world, the entertainment industry....he had his hands in so many fields. Perhaps he or one of his guests would be able to offer you a job. It was a shot in the dark of course. But you had hope.

The dress / suit you wore to the ball was your own design. It was certainly eye-catching and combined modern elements with Pigeon Kingdoms typical style

You felt out of place among the nobles. Not recognizing your origins, several of them asked you to dance but so far none of them seemed to have been one of the foreign guests. You also learnt that 'Daybreak Overture' which was the first tune that played when the ball opened, was Mercury's favorite piece. And that it was tradition for the ball, that the little bird you had seen upon entering the garden would pick someone to stay at the villa for the night.

However you didn't expect that person to be you. The bird circled around you before sitting down on a twig not far away from you, looking at you curiously

The night in the villa felt....lonely. It was quiet and the building was so big. The whole place had an aura of loneliness surrounding it. It was as if it was made to be shared with someone but that someone never came to live here. That was until you heard a gentle, warm music coming from downstairs. You decided to investigate and follow the sound, leading you to a small dance room in which you saw somebody playing the cello.

You recognized his face of course. You had seen it on the news and in advertisements. He hadn't noticed you yet and it was like you were one of the few people who ever got to see a more soft and vulnerable side of him. Mercury always looked cold and uncaring. But now....his eyes were closed and he was lost in the music he was playing. There was an expression of pain and sorrow on his face. Like he was mourning someone.

"This was beautiful", you decided to talk to him. He looked up like a deer in the headlights. You could tell he immediately regained his composure and returned to his cold, elusive demeanor. "You must be the one chosen to stay here tonight", he remarked and gave you a polite smile. It wasn't a genuine one of course. He didn't like the fact that you had seen him vulnerable. But that changed when he gestured you to come closer and he noticed a faint elven scent on you and saw the pointy ears that were much like his own.

"You weren't on the guest list", he remarked, calmly. He didn't seem mad. Just....curious. Of course he noticed. He was the one who sent out the invitations after all. "I...wasn't invited. I took the invitation from my family", you admitted. "Why?", he just asked. "I need a job", you blurted out.

Mercury just smiled knowingly. "Then I'll let you have one, if you'd like to join me. The world is made of those controlled by fate and those who leave their cage to make a difference. I look forward to seeing what path you will choose."

And that is how you officially got employed by Mercury Group. "Anything else you wish for?", Mercury asked, watching you curiously. "I felt like I interrupted you earlier. Your music....it's very beautiful. I'd like to here it again." Mercury hesitated for a while. No one had asked him to play for them in a long time. Not since Ian died....

He sat down again and resumed the piece he was playing earlier. Daybreak Overture. You recognized it from the ball. Even though you were there, watching his every move, it was like he had decided to make an exception for you. You noticed he was half human half elf as well. You never met someone like you. And you were looking forward to see where Mercury was going to lead you. But for now, seeing him close his eyes again and playing his favorite song softly, it seemed like he was lost in some memory from long ago; a reminder of better days. And like he was hoping for a better future as well.

As time went on and your relationship with the stoic CEO changed, so did his music. The tunes he played became less sad. Sometimes you'd ask him to play different songs you liked; genres he never considered indulging in. And he made every single one of them beautiful. It's like time stopped whenever he played the cello for you. He had only ever played in remembrance. Out of grief. But he had to admit, it was nice having an audience. Especially seeing how your eyes lit up and you smiled at him. He adored you with all of his heart.

Eventually he'd attempt to teach you to play a bit as well. He'd let you sit on his lap at first and guided your hands, teaching you how to use the instrument. "I can't learn if you keep distracting me", you chuckled and said to Mercury, who had been putting soft kisses on your neck. But you couldn't help but stop playing for a little while, closing your eyes and just concentrating on his soft lips pressed against your skin. How he gently nibbled on your elven ear and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Perhaps I should take over again. You seem to have lost your concentration", there was a hint of a teasing smirk on his face. He took the cello from your hands and started to play again, his music reminding you of how there were worlds between your skill and his. Then again, he had a century to practice.

Every year on the day Ian died, you and Mercury would return to the rose garden and the villa. You had long since learnt about the human noble who had taken Mercury in when he was wounded and alone, traveling in the rain and had shown him care, love and understanding. And every year you'd hear Mercury play Daybreak Overture again in memory of the closest thing he ever had to a father. Mercury thought Ian would be glad to hear that he found someone to play for again. A love like the one he lost.

One time when Mercury finished playing the tune, the two of you would hear the gentle clapping of hands from the direction of the door frame where he saw you stand when you met in this very room years ago. Your eyes met those of an elven lady with beautiful blond hair who looked much like the one on the pictures that were hung up around the villa. She looked a little older and more mature, but it was unmistakably the same person.

"He taught you to play, didn't he?", she asked with a sad but loving smile on her face, looking at Mercury. He just nodded. She clutched the bouquet in her hands tighter and sighed. The way Mercury played the cello sounded much like that of her former lover. She would have loved to live in this house with him, raising children who looked a lot like you and Mercury.

Mercury put the cello away and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. "This song is as beautiful as when I first heard it", the woman said, then chuckled, "though there were a few notes a while ago that weren't quite right." You put a hand in your neck and sighed. "That....must have been me. I'm still a beginner. But I do have a good teacher", you smiled and looked at Mercury.

The woman's expression softened; she was happy to see a love like yours. One that she, too, should have had a long time ago. But she was glad you were able to love freely. To spend your lives together. She looked at Mercury. "You must really love them."

Mercury took your hand into his, squeezed it and you felt his thumb caressing your knuckles. He looked at you from the side, with a genuine smile on his face. "I do. Very much so."

[viviennevermillion]

Fireworks | Mercury x Reader

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You loved the peaceful evening air that was gently brushing past your skin when you looked over the edge of the hill Moonlit Garden was located on. The little lights that were illuminating the garden and the fireflies gave it an even more magical atmosphere. You could hear faint music playing in the distance. Ninir's Royal Capital was as lively today as it had been since the beginning of the week. After all, when the one considered to be the most beautiful girl in the kingdom was elected queen, people felt like celebrating for quite a few days. There were several carnivals throughout the city and fireworks decorated the night sky almost every night.

In honor of Queen Liliths victory in the election, Mercury Group had hosted a banquet in Moonlit Garden to celebrate future cooperation between the financial group and Ninir's government. Even Lilith had stopped by for a couple of hours. Before she won the election, she'd be here very often, attending events organized by your boss. But today there were other celebrations and shows she had to attend. And it was time for the other guests to leave as well. Very few were still inside the building when you had stepped outside into the garden to relax a little and enjoy the atmosphere. Mercury really owned a couple of incredibly beautiful places, you thought.

"Enjoying the view?", a gentle voice disrupted the quiet. You turned around to see the man you had been waiting for walking towards you. Mercury had been busy those past few weeks, having barely any time to give to you. The newspapers and gossip tv programs were too caught up with the connections between the CEO and Lilith, who back then used to be just a candidate for the election and Mercury for sure profited off the publicity and off the belief that his newest puppet would gain his admiration the same way she did everyone else's. As long as Lilith believed she would eventually win the stoic business man over, she'd cooperate for now. So not having the tabloids going crazy over the richest bachelor in Miraland having a partner was in the group's best interest at the moment. And although it has already been a month since you got together, your heart beat faster everytime Mercury spoke with you.

"It's really beautiful", you nodded and gave him a warm smile. After all the time you spent working with him, you knew exactly how he was feeling. You knew that look in his eyes. He was tired and exhausted from the dozens of conversations he had with people at the banquet, his feet probably hurt and his shoulders were tense. Usually on evenings like this you'd come to his office after an event and find him still doing paperwork. You'd gently place your hands on his shoulders and start massaging them, Mercury eventually putting the documents he was holding aside to close his eyes and lean back into your touch. But standing outside in a beautiful garden with him during a full moon overlooking the festive royal city had its own charms.

Mercury placed a hand on your cheek like he did so often and pulled you in for a kiss. His lips were warm and tasted a little like the dessert he had eaten. You leaned into his touch and he wrapped his arm around your waist. You didn't even notice the music or the wind anymore. You were lost in the feeling of his soft skin and the scent of his cologne. Sometimes you couldn't believe he really wanted to be with you.

Mercury leaned his forehead against yours and held both of your hands in his. He thought you looked beautiful in the outfit you had chosen to wear for the event. But he also couldn't wait to give you one of his own designs. Mercury had designed many things in his 126 years of life; the memories that inspired his creations were always tied to people who had moved him and shaped his life. But no one had ever inspired so many different ideas in him at once. He would love to see you wear one of them.

Smiling at the thought, he pulled you closer and firmly held you in his arms, part of him afraid that if he failed to hold onto you, you'd be taken from him like everyone else he used to care about. "No paperwork today?", you smirked at him, your fingers tangled in the hair that fell into the back of his neck. "Even the CEO needs a break sometimes", he replied with his calm, stoic expression and patted your head. You took a step back and held out your hand to him. "Well, you were busy the whole evening, so i didn't get a chance to ask but", you smiled at him affectionately, "may I have a dance?"

Mercury looked at you with his cool and level-headed smile and took your hand. "Of course."

He held you close during the entirety of the dance, aside from occasionally having you spin. This was different from all the occasions he had danced with people at balls and gatherings. It felt casual, in the best way. For a moment you could always make him feel like he was no longer bound to anything. Like finally, after all this time, he could feel free, even if it was just for a couple of hours at maximum.

After the dance was over, he led you over to the edge of the garden again, resting his arms on the fence. "The fireworks are about to begin", he remarked looking off into the distance. You joined him and really, not long after he had spoken you could see the first sparks rising into the night sky only to explode into the most stunning colors. While Ninir had many faults, the people sure didn't spare in making their celebrations as beautiful as they wanted everything else to be. After all, this was supposed to be a firework fit for a queen. A truly mesmerizing experience.

But as soon as you took one glance at the man next to you, new galaxies could have been born right before your eyes and you wouldn't have wanted to take your eyes off him. The colors flashing from the fireworks were reflecting in his thoughtful grey eyes and he had a soft smile on his face, a sight only reserved for you. His hair was swaying a bit in the evening wind. Even though he was still dressed in one of the finest grey suits and he was still the same intimidating CEO who had talked to his refined guests not more than an hour ago, there was something about seeing him like this that made him seem so....natural. Mercury had a long way to go before he could fully open up to you and show you the most vulnerable parts of his heart, but when you looked at him like this, you felt like you could catch one of those rare glimpses of the man behind the mask. Of the truth he hid behind the walls he had up at all times. In this moment he was just Mercury. And there was nothing that could be more beautiful to you than your Mercury.

He felt your gaze on him and turned his head to you. "Is something the matter?", he asked, a questioning look on his face, "aren't you going to watch the show?"

"I admit I got a little too captivated by you", you chuckled.

"Oh? Why's that?", you could see a faint smirk on his lips. Was this him teasing?

"It's just... I rarely see you looking like this", you said.

"Looking like what?", he asked curiously, raising his eyebrows.

"So peaceful", you smiled to yourself. It was a loving smile that warmed Mercury's heart, even if he didn't show it.

"Well, I've always liked fireworks", he smiled back and averted his gaze, looking to the sky again.

"You're usually so tense", you pointed out, watching the fireworks as well, "I'm just happy to see you enjoying yourself."

Now he was the one glancing at you from the side. How you looked out into the distance, with that faithful, satisfied smile on your face. It has been a long time since he had last seen someone look like this when thinking of him. Full of innocent admiration and care; no expectations of getting anything back.

He was used to people wanting things from him. In business and politics there always was a catch. People gave, expecting to be rewarded. But you seemed happy with just giving him your love and seeing him happy as well.

Your hand found his and your fingertips gently locked themselves with Mercury's. It was a silent promise to stay by his side and be there with him whenever he needed you. A part of him had always wanted someone like you. Who could understand what he was going through. What it was like to be neither elf nor human. To have to become powerful and invincible so people would stop trying to hurt you. And even after all the disappointments he had faced, he couldn't just wish that away, even if he tried. It was frustrating until he met you.

But there was a comfort he had never known in the bond you shared. Even though it was still hard for him to accept you in his life, if everything would go downhill tomorrow, he was no longer alone. And a part of him was scared of that. Of losing you and having to realize that yet again he couldn't stop fate from ripping the things that were precious to him from his grasp. But another part of him was relieved. And that was the reason why he didn't want this moment to end. Why he didn't want to let go of your hand.

He turned your head by putting a finger on your chin and making you face him. Your smile softened as soon as you looked into his eyes and he couldn't help but to give you another kiss. You made him feel things he never thought he'd feel again.

His kiss was passionate and one that he poured the emotions into that his heart didn't let him tell you about just yet. "Mercury...", you said quietly between kisses, tears forming in your eyes as you pressed your lips to his once again. It was like after years of being lost, you had finally found each other. "I love you", you whispered against his lips, holding his face in your hands. The words slipped out before you could stop them.

He knew you wouldn't try to put any pressure on him to say it back. He had been hurt so much, spent so many years being cold and only yearning after power, that it would take him a while to really tell you how he felt out loud. There was this wall in his head that was hard to break through. So he simply pulled you closer, holding your head firmly pressed against his neck so you couldn't see his facial expression. He took your hand in his and squeezed it affirmatively, resting his head against yours and you could feel him nod. I love you too, he thought, a smile on his face that he wouldn't let you see while the fireworks still illuminated the night sky in the distance.

[viviennevermillion]

Spending the evening with him [Domestic Mercury x Reader]

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Mercury always spends a little longer in his office than he's actually supposed to work, so it happens relatively often, that your work day is already over and he's still in his office fiddling with some documents or making calls.

You find him comfortably sitting on the sofa in his office with a cup of tea or coffee and reading glasses on (little headcanon of mine, he'd look cute with those). He has taken his jacket and vest off already and replaced them with one of those extremely soft cashmere sweaters. He looks up at you and gives you a gentle smile, nodding at you silently and telling you there's still some things that need to be taken care of, but that you're welcome to stay

You sit down next to him, wrapping your arms around him from behind, resting your head on his shoulder, glad to finally be able to relax after a long day.

Mercury eventually leans his head against yours and places his hand onto your leg, his eyes still scanning his documents

He keeps telling you you don't have to wait for him but you insist you love being around him.

Occasionally he puts the papers aside for a moment to pull you close and give you a few soft kisses to your lips. You can tell he's exhausted by the way he sighs and leans into your touch when you run your hands through his hair

He lets you rest your head in his lap if you want to. He's already used to it from his cat anyway

Once he's done with whatever he was working on, he presses a kiss to your forehead and tells you it's time to go home

He has this one Moments post where he posts a picture of Lodden that was likely taken from his bedroom window, so I figured he probably lives close to the Mercury Group Headquarters. Occasionally he enjoys walking home with you, his arms wrapped around your shoulders as you enjoy the city streets at night

He might make a stop at the river, resting his arms on the fence. He's lost in thought and his fingers find yours as he gently caresses your hand while looking out onto the water

If you're too tired to walk, he'll call a limousine or drive himself in a fancy black luxury car like the rich man he is. There's something calming about spending time with the person you love in a car at night, playing your favorite songs.

He always tries to come off as focused and super serious but if you want to, you can absolutely steal a kiss from him while he's waiting for the traffic lights to turn green

He takes off your jacket like a gentleman when you enter his apartment

Picks up his cat and gives it his attention when he comes home and it's adorable

Mercury may be the 1% of the 1% but he started off poor and just trying to get by, so he absolutely knows how to cook stuff. He could have 5 star meals delivered right to your doorstep but he enjoys preparing dinner with you just as much.

Loves when you wrap your arms around his torso from behind

He cries his eyes out when he cuts onions and he hates it so much

Always drinks a glass of red wine to his dinner

You often find yourself holding his hand on the dinner table

Once you're done eating and putting the dishes away, he takes off his tie and unbottons some of the buttons of his shirt, then picks you up and carries you to the bed to give you the kisses he secretly was looking forward to all day.

Mercury doesn't talk much once he's done everything he has to after a stressful workday so he just gives you a lot of slow, passionate kisses that tell you everything you need to know about how he feels for you, even if he doesn't outright put it into words. If you managed to make Mercury fall in love with you, he definitely feels at home with you and like he can unwind and forget the rest of the world for a while when he's in your arms.

He eventually finds himself snuggled up in your arms or with his head on your lap, your fingers gently running through his hair.

He dozes off quite a couple of times and you have to literally watch him not to pass out in a shirt and suit pants

No matter how tired he is, he still drags himself to the bathroom for a hot bath. Man owns a hot tub and he lets you wash his hair as he leans against you, his usually tense muscles finally relaxing

At this point he drifts off to sleep very easily, especially considering the warm water and your fingers massaging his scalp or his shoulders

Late evenings with Mercury involves waking this man back up multiple times to get out of the water and go to bed after his hair is dried

He gets clingy when he's really really tired

Mercury is fine with any sleeping position. He likes to be held just as much as he likes having you wrapped in his arms.

He usually gives you a goodnight kiss to your forehead

Mumbles "I love you" against your skin before he falls asleep

Mercury is sound asleep for the whole night most of the time until he gets woken up at 5am by his cat standing on his chest and meowing at him