#so beautiful and so true Ren...

[k4tsukiis]

NERD!EREN! BRAINROT!

nerd!eren who reaches out after 9 pm to ask about your day

nerd!eren who jerks off to you rambling about your day through the phone

“‘ren baby, you okay over there?”

“yeah-*gulp* yeah it’s just really hot in my room.”

nerd!eren who dresses nice for you to take you on a date. going home straight after work, changing from a blue button up and khakis to a black v neck sweater with a white collared dress shirt underneath and black dress pants. he even takes off his glasses bc he thinks it makes him look ‘sexier’

nerd!eren who picks you up straight at your door, holding an umbrella because he didn’t want you to get wet from the rain.

nerd!eren who geeks out and babbles about random things that interest him like batman

nerd!eren who thinks he doesn’t look good in glasses, but you disagree, demanding he puts them back on

nerd!eren who tries to take you on a date but the night ends up with him in between your legs

nerd!eren who looks up at you with foggy glasses while eating you out

nerd!eren who loves eating you out for his own pleasure

nerd!eren who cums in his pants just from eating you out

nerd!eren who secretly has a 8 inch dick (well it’s actually a little more than 7.5 but who’s counting)

nerd!eren who sends you videos of him stroking his dick throughout the day to lyk how much he misses you

nerd!eren who hasn’t lost his virginity yet bc he’s “too big”

nerd!eren who begs you to ride him after overstimulating him for hours

“f-fuck- ngh- please please please ride me princess.”

“you’re so beautiful baby.”

nerd!eren who lets out the loudest, gutteral moans with that deep voice

nerd!eren who goes to take his glasses off before fucking you

“glasses stay on.”

nerd!eren who slides his glasses back up with his three fingers

“yes, ma’am.”

nerd!eren who acts submissive but changes as soon as it’s his turn to fuck you

“spread your fucking legs before i do it for you.”

“god baby f-fuck you feel so good-“

nerd!eren who fucks into you with no remorse, head leaned back with his lips formed in an ‘o’

nerd!eren who ends up being the biggest slut yk.

may or may not be self-indulgent. may or not be a true story. may or may not be my guy best friend.

[fuctacles]

The first one of many

for @stevieweek Day 4: Special Outfit + first dress + fantasy and for @steddiemicrofic "one" G | 1111 | no cw | ren-faire, pre-relationship, transfem Stevie, smitten Eddie | Ao3 Stevie Week: Day 1 | Day 2 (art) | Day 3 (art) | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7

"Do you like this one?"

Eddie appears by her side so abruptly, she jumps out of her skin. He smiles apologetically.

"Sorry," he says, but doesn't let himself be distracted. He reaches out to touch the sleeve of the dress Stevie's been eyeing.

It's yellow and white, with a floral pattern and a square neckline. The sleeves are slightly puffy, and the corset can be laced on the front for adjustment. It's one of the flashier ones at the stall, but Eddie wouldn't expect anything less from the girl standing next to him.

He's still surprised she agreed to come with them, to for a few days taste and touch the world her friends love so much. She told him earlier, that she liked everyone's costumes, but it's the first time anything has captured her attention like this.

"Do you want to try it on?" he asks.

"No, that's okay." She shakes her head immediately, but he won't be having it.

"Come on, we're here to have fun, all of us. And if trying on dresses is fun for you, then let's do it!" he encourages her, putting his infectious enthusiasm into the words.

She's still hesitant, but he can tell the garment in front of them is like a siren's call.

"I don't know..."

Dustin bumps into them while eyeing some of the leatherwork displayed nearby, and Eddie holds his breath, hoping it's one of these times his lack of filter is helpful. The boy looks at his friends and the garment they're facing.

"You guys buying a dress?"

"No," says Steve.

"Maybe," says Eddie.

Dustin studies the dress with his judgmental eyes, gaze darting from it to Stevie and back again.

"You should at least try it. It's your color," he says, before walking away.

Eddie turns to his friend triumphantly.

"Well?" he grins. He can see in her eyes that she wants to but is having a hard time admitting it.

"I guess?" she says eventually. "I mean, it's just for fun, right?"

"Of course!" Eddie quickly flags down the seller, before she can change her mind. "Excuse me, good sir! Is there somewhere we can try it on?"

Which ends up with them ushered to the back of the stall, with instructions on how to operate all of the dress's clasps and lacings.

"I'll wait here. Tell me if you need any help," Eddie says before pushing his friend behind the partition, dress in her hand.

He can hear the rustle of fabric behind the heavy curtain, Stevie's clothes dropping heavily to the grass beneath while he's doing his best not to think about her undressing. She's cursing and huffing while pulling on the new dress and it helps to quell his nasty thoughts a bit. And then everything goes silent.

"Stevie?" He frowns. "You alright there?"

"Yeah," she answers, but it's so tiny he can barely hear it.

"Can I come in?"

"Uh-huh."

He pushes the edge of the green fabric aside and slips inside the little alcove. In the tight space, Stevie is staring in a full-body mirror, hands smoothing down her hips, pulling her hair forward, pushing up her breasts.

Eddie finds himself enchanted by her, not for the first time.

"You look beautiful," he says.

"You think so?"

"Yeah. Though, your corset lacing needs some practice." She huffs at that. "Can I?"

The way she turns to face him, full of trust, makes his heart melt and slide down his ribs.

Delicately and trying not to touch her chest, like a true gentleman, he unlaces the corset to tighten it at the waist. Her gasp makes him bite his lip painfully.

"Sorry."

"No, it's fine. You can go a bit tighter."

They work together until her waist and hips make a beautiful curve, and her tiny breasts are pushed up in a flattering way. She seems to be especially fixated on them, on the bit of skin peeking out from the low neckline.

Eddie can share that sentiment.

"Thank you," she whispers once she's facing the mirror again, fingers tracing the newfound shape of her body.

"There's nothing to thank me for, you're just naturally beautiful." Eddie smiles, reaching out to tug her hair forward again, so it falls against the bare skin of her collarbones. The sight makes his mouth go dry so he decides to move his thoughts elsewhere. "I think it's the first time I've seen you in a dress."

Stevie hums.

"That's because I don't have one."

"Huh?"

"I've tried on Nancy's or my mother's, but I don't have one of my own," she clarifies with a shrug.

"That's unthinkable," Eddie declares. "We're getting it." The thought that her first dress could be a nerdy, ren-faire one, makes his stomach flip.

"It's too expensive." She shakes her head, but he can see she's sad about it. "I can get a dress at the mall for a third of this price."

Eddie nods along.

"Yes, you could get a cheap, boring rat mall dress," he agrees. "Or you could buy one of a kind, handmade with passion and care, worthy of a princess."

Watching her cheeks flush is worth the risk of exposing his feelings.

"Where would I even wear it?" she keeps digging her heels in the ground. And, while she has a point...

"Here, for starters. And any other ren-faire I'll take you to just so I can show off how pretty you are."

With the way she looks up at him, she might already know.

He just hopes he has enough money. He pulls out his wallet and Stevie frowns.

"You're not getting it for me."

"Oh, I am." He hopes he is, at least. In a rush of bravery, he smiles to add, "Consider it my first courting gift," and leaves before she can protest.

When he's counting his money and wonders who he can beg for a loan, Dustin approaches him with a wad of cash.

"I saw the price earlier and figured you guys could need it." He smiles with that self-satisfied smirk of his, but for once, Eddie doesn't mind.

He hands the money to the merchant and runs back to Stevie.

"Hey, does it count as a courting gift if the twerps pitched in?" he asks through the partition and is promptly pulled inside.

"Are you serious about the courting?" Stevie asks, with her face so close to Eddie's, he has trouble processing her words.

"Deadly," he whispers, hoping they're on the same page.

"Is there, like, a nerdy ritual I have to follow for it?" she asks.

"Uh, a kiss would be nice," he says. Pleads.

She smiles and leans in.

[howlingday]

Sun: Man... It must be nice having a harem. Having a bunch of beautiful women literally & metaphorically throwing themselves at you. How'd you do it?

Jaune: Ahahaha... I haven't slept for the past 3 weeks.

Sun, concerned: A-are you ok-?

Jaune, desperate: Please send help.

Ruby: Wait, why can't we go inside?

Sun: Dude needs his rest.

Weiss: He can get plenty of rest with his girlfriends next to him!

Neptune: Actually, the only one not getting plenty of rest is him. You're all on different cycles and Jaune is awake during all of them.

Blake: That's not right, is it? I mean, he gets a nap in the afternoon, right?

Yang: Er... Not really, since that's when I usually get him during our "workout" sessions.

Pyrrha: And I take up most of his evenings with our nightly sparring, but we're both in bed by midnight.

Blake: ...

Ren: Blake?

Blake: (Sighs) And then I come in for a quickie.

Yang: Really gotta get your midnight snack in, huh~?

Weiss: Honestly, you're all just deplorable!

Sun: Actually, he says you take up most of his time. He feels like you need the most attention out of everyone.

Weiss: (Scoffs) That is not true!

Ruby: Well, I usually have coffee with him in the morning, and that goes on for about an hour. (6-7)

Blake: I spend most of the night with him until about dawn. (0-6)

Yang: I'm working out with him from 'til about dinnertime. (14-18)

Pyrrha: And after dinner is when we're training. (18-0)

Weiss: ...

Nora: So... How long do YOU spend time with him, Weiss~?

Weiss: ... (7-14)

Yang: (Whistles) Damn, you really do take up his time, don't you?

Weiss: I HAVE PARTICULAR NEEDS, OKAY?!

Sun: Hey, hey, keep it down! A man is trying to get his sleep!

Meanwhile, inside Jaune's bed...

[lizzy06]

Kirishima Eijirou x Reader Fic Recs!! (Tumblr/Ao3/Wattpad)

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Real Enough; Pro Hero Kirishima x Reader ✨by rjbaxter (angst, fluff, smut)Your quirk allows you to show people a part of their future. Once seen, you can help guide them through important life decisions to an extent. Pro Hero Red Riot saves your life one day and gets hit with your quirk. He sees his future and hopes he can make it real. This will be a slow burn with angst, fluff and smut.[COMPLETED]

baby are you playing tricks? (cause you look like a treat)✨✨ by @andypantsx3/ andypantsx3 (oneshot, fluff , humor and skippable smut at end for sfw readers!) Dressing up as sexy Red Riot for Halloween had been embarrassing enough on its own. Then you actually run into Red Riot.[COMPLETED]

Good things come to those who wait ✨by @dira333 / Fogfire (oneshot, fluff)Falling in love at first sight, but never getting a chance to act on it. Until…[COMPLETED]

Care for me✨ by @dira333/Fogfire(oneshot, fluff)You're there to care for your boyfriend after his wisdom teeth get removed. That's it, that's the fic.[COMPLETED]

sweet like you ✨by @ererokii (oneshot, fluff)Class 1-A decides to help a local animal shelter by doing a bake sale, and you and Kirishima are in charge of the baking.[COMPLETED]

Soulmate AU Series: Eijiro Kirishima✨ by @confusedblakex (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff)The day you get your soulmark, except you didn’t find your soulmate the way you expected. [COMPLETED]

A life with you… ✨by @lelawrites (oneshot, soulmate au, mentions of past bullying, slight angst, fluff) In a world filled soulmates that couldn’t see colour without making eye contact, your quirk made people able to do so and it made your life hell. That is, until you meet your own soulmate.

BNHA Soulmate AU Week Day 7: Running from Pain✨ by @writing-freak (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff) in a world where you feel every ounce of pain your soulmate has, you spend your entire childhood trying to keep your soulmate safe, and it seems like they have the same idea. that is, of course, until you’re off to the support course at UA, and find yourself in all sorts of trouble. you don’t feel so bad, though, cause whatever your soulmate is up to seems to be creating the same amount of pain for you as you’re creating for them.

Pretty/tumblr link ✨by @alkhale/alkhale(oneshot, fluff) Two times Kirishima Eijirou tries to shout to the world how beautiful you are. And the one time he says it.[COMPLETED]

Paws for Panic ✨by Hero234(oneshot, fluff)When chaos strikes and quirks collide, one innocent collision turns pro hero Red Riot into an adorable red puppy! Little does (Y/n) know, that the newly turned pup is none other than her favorite hero, and he understands more than he lets on. Unaware of the puppy's true identity, (Y/n) spends the day pampering her fluffy victim.[COMPLETED]

𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐈𝐌𝐀! ⏤EIJIRO KIRISHIMA ✨by DollReMi (single parent! reader, fluff, angst) As a single parent, you struggle to play the role of mother and father for your son, Ren. However, you don't have to stress for too long when the same pro hero your son adores comes to your rescue in the most unexpected way.[COMPLETED]

A Helping Hand✨ by WitchofWriting(oneshot, fluff) Kirishima basically lives at the gym. His kindness - which to him is just common decency - catches someone's attention.[COMPLETED]

Red✨ by coffeerepublic(oneshot, fluff)You help your friend with dyeing his hair. (The complementary feelings come free of charge.)[COMPLETED]

 Last Minute by @flannel-cladpika (oneshot, fluff) Where you tell your feelings to Eijirou kinda last minute.[COMPLETED]

Find What You're Seeking ✨by coffeerepublic(oneshot, fluff)For now, all you were able to register was Eijirou, and yourself, and the negligibly small amount of space between you that seemed wider than the distance between stars.[COMPLETED]

Mistakes Were Made by itbeajen(oneshot, coffee shop au, fluff) Making drinks for a group of people was hard. Especially since orders were confusing and it was highly likely that a mistake could be made. But maybe this mistake in particular was a godsend for the future.[COMPLETED]

The Pizza Delivery Guy by iluveggs(oneshot, college au, fluff) Your roommate orders a pizza with the special instructions, “send your cutest delivery boy ;)” and you’re left in complete awe when it actually works.[COMPLETED]

Perfect ✨by @bnhascribbles(oneshot, hurt/comfort) You weren’t trying to be problematic– really you weren’t. Most of your complaints arose in regards to a single volatile topic.[COMPLETED]

Third Wheel ✨by @bnhascribbles(oneshot, fluff) You squint and try to find him, but there’s only a dim outline of his form in the darkness. “Where’s Eiji with the sn–” You don’t get the chance to finish your question.[COMPLETED]

Manly Things✨ by @bnhascribbles (oneshot, fluff, hurt/comfort)“It’s not your fault.” You whisper it like a prayer. Then you repeat it, punctuating each reiteration with a kiss to his cheek, his nose, his chin. Still, you can tell he doesn’t believe you.[COMPLETED]

Dibs by @bnhascribbles (oneshot, fluff) No. You shoot him a cautionary glare, just daring him to try and do what you suspect he wants to. His lips twist upward, and soon he has a toothy grin spanning the entirety of his face. No.[COMPLETED]

Better Late Than Never by @bnhascribbles(oneshot, musical au, friends to lovers, fluff)Not that you need more with Kirishima. Friendship is fine. Friendship is awesome. Sure, that intense look he gets whenever he practices makes something curl up on itself deep in your belly. Sure, whenever he gives you one of those playful pats on the back, you wish he would linger for just a little bit longer.[COMPLETED]

Sick Days by @bnhascribbles(oneshot, hurt/comfort, fluff)You were a mess–a sniffling, wheezing mess. Not that Kirishima didn’t think you were drop-dead gorgeous, snot and all. But really, you looked sick. Very sick.[COMPLETED]

Waiting by @bnhascribbles(oneshot, hurt/comfort) You hold your breath, half-expecting another call. It never comes. Those three little dancing dots–the ones that tell you a person is typing–stay there for at least five minutes. The message you finally get back, however, is short. b there in 10. [COMPLETED]

Walls by @bnhascribbles(oneshot, mentions of past abuse, hurt/comfort) When had you begun to trust him enough to let him past that wall of yours?[COMPLETED]

“i’d do anything for you” by @bakugohoex (oneshot, fluff)in which kirishima helps you throughout the day and you finally ask him why he’s always so nice to you, gaining a response you’d never had expected. [COMPLETED]

“if you win, i’ll take you out tonight” by @bakugohoex (oneshot, fluff) in which you’re performing at the ua pageant and get a surprised visit from kirishima with a proposal in mind. [COMPLETED]

Love Handles ✨by terminally_Volatile(oneshot, chubby! insecure reader, fluff, humor) Kirishima Eijirou is known throughout U.A. for his unwavering enthusiasm, amazing use of his quirk, and (mostly amongst the ladies) his incredible physique. He captures the hearts of many young girls who swoon for his attention, but what will they say when they see the human piece of rock dating someone his complete opposite? A girl made of soft skin and big thighs? [COMPLETED]

sunlight ✨by @bluebellhairpin (oneshot, fluff, fantasy au)As a dark fae, Kirishima has a kind soul but a wary heart so as to not make others afraid. You, a light pixie, bring him out of his shell like a moth to flame. [COMPLETED]

Soulmate by @pink-imagines (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff) A red string, tied around your pinky finger. Everyone had one. They led to the person that you were going to spend the rest of your lif with. You other half. Your soulmate.[COMPLETED]

infinity by @k-atsukidayo (oneshot, angst, soulmate au)summary: kirishima struggles to tell his soulmate that they only have a month left to live. based off of this song.[COMPLETED]

words by @confusedblakex (oneshot, soulmate au, angst with happy ending) Kirishima always wondered why he had no words on his wrist, but when he meets you it all makes sense.[COMPLETED]

“I can’t keep kissing people and pretend that they’re you!” by @your-local-bnha-writer (oneshot, angst with happy ending) [COMPLETED]

Unexpected Surprise  by @sparkexplosive (oneshot, unplanned pregnancy, angst, fluff) Dear Eijirou, I’m so sorry, but we can’t be together anymore. [COMPLETED]

When Kirishima Snaps by @explosivenebula (oneshot, protective! kiri) Mineta approaches you once again with his crude language and unnecessary proposals. Kirishima gives a firm impression that he’s not happy, but finally snaps when Mineta refuses to cease his advances, and takes things too far.[COMPLETED]

Kirishima Period Comfort by Frozen_Princess_Shay(oneshot, fluff) our period cramps are trying to kill you. Ejiro noticing something is wrong starts to worry.[COMPLETED]

oranges by wagiyuubeef (ABO verse, fluff, angst, jealousy)You've been by his side for as long as you can remember — from way before either of you even presented — but now it felt like you were slowing losing him to another Alpha who went by the name of Bakugou Katsuki. Or were you?[COMPLETED]

legacy by moegan(oneshot, arrange marriage, fluff, angst, smut)After an arranged marriage to the Prince of Dragons, Kirishima Eijirou, you decide you do not want to live your life in a loveless relationship, so you attempt to get to know him. After some time, you realize that he was keeping something very important from you. How are you supposed to help him if he won’t come clean?[COMPLETED]

[chaoticgremlin-1]

So, when I was at the ren faire, I found a booth called Spritekin Grove, and they had the CUTEST thing!

I'll put the text here too, because it's a little hard to read.

Deadname Removal by the Fae.

When a name is set to babe at birth,

A loving welcome to the earth.

With good intentions and wish bestowed,

And hopes to serve till they grow old...

Sometimes, the choosing, a challenge made.

As some babes face a harder fate.

For a body doesn't make a soul,

And in the wrong skin, we can't feel whole.

Trapped because the skin won't match,

For we are trans, and quite the catch!

But needing change to mend the wound,

A name that fits would be a boon!

Thus this book the Fae have bound,

For when a truer name you've found,

Your given name to give as price,

And claim the name that feels so nice!

Your old name will whisk away,

And give it to a Spritekin Fae.

And they will be such happy friends,

And use your name to better ends.

That name's no longer yours, you see!

You've traded it as a Farrie Fee!

And once a Farrie deal you make,

It's made for good! Make no mistake!

So never more will you be known,

As the name with which your skin was grown.

But the name you choose will always be.

The one that fills your heart with glee!

For that's what makes it your in sooth.

A name's a word that fits your truth!

It matters not from whence it came,

Or who gave to you your birthing nam.

For those who love us deep and true,

Will honor an name we choose,

And call us that which brings us joy,

And care not if we're girl or boy!

And so if you would make the trade,

Call a Keeper (attendant) hither!

And in this book, please write your name,

And leave it here forever.

A new name you may freely choose,

(tho one is not provided.)

The cost in charge is freely paid

(No fae deal is one-side!)

If someone calls that old name now,

You can just ignore!

They must be calling someone else!

That name is you no more.

So, will you take the pen and write,

Your given name within?

If so, you're free to do so now,

You've only just begun!

(end of text)

Guys??? I'm crying??? I was too shy to write down a my name, but still! It's beautiful. The people who ran the stand were amazing. Me and my siblings each got a Spritekin, which are these little buddies that the fae put magic in for us. They don't have names untill you adopt them, and if you can't think of a name, they bring out a jar of little papers that have the names from the book.

This is mine, his name is Billy. I named him myself. I adopted him because he had a mad face, and I was scared no one else was gonna adopt him because of it.

This is my little brother's Spritekin. His name is Berry. Berry got his name from the jar. He has a broken arm, but that's okay. If you break the Spritekin, you can take them back to the Keepers, who can fix them!

This is my little sister's Spritekin. Her name is Pebbles, she named it.

The website is spritekingrove.com you can find upcoming events, and you can contact the Keepers!

[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ succubus at the school of mythics ]❜

━━━ .°˖✧ requested by anonymous (at the end) ˚₊ ⊹

ft. scarle yonaguni, aia amare, maria marionette, aster arcadia, kyo kaneko, ren zotto (seperate) x f! reader — iluna, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ iluna members dating the new girl at the institute of mystics who happens to be a demon of lust┊2.8k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub scarle, aia, mari, aster, kyo, ren┊succubus reader (obviously), established relationship(s), high school setting but all characters are adults, ooc iluna probably, mentions of reader stealing life forces but dw she has the self-control of a loving partner not to go too far :) scarle - strap-ons, size kink, belly bulge kyo - slight fighting for dom, receiving oral, little hair pulling aia - risk of getting caught, fingering maria - sex toys, corruption kink aster - handjobs & blowjobs, overstimulation ren - heats/mating cycles, teasing & edging, horn stimulation, creampie

➤ author's note: it’s finally out of my drafts, oh my god. finally, a proper fic after thirsting so much for someone who hasn’t even debuted yet

the iluna institute of mythics tends to be hesitant when it comes to enrolling succubi and incubi into their ranks despite the strict policy not to discriminate based on species, that’s what the entire point of the campus was about! it’s not because they have anything against beings from hell, but they know that from the very moment the demon steps onto the site, everyone won’t be able to keep their eyes off them and chatting among themselves about how hot the new student is. it puts the entire school on pause because of how people skip their classes just to get a glimpse of them and are far too lovesick thinking about their next interaction rather than their assignments. don’t even get them started on the nightmare that is their birthday or valentine’s day, presents in front of their locker fill up the halls and leave no room to pass through them.

the worst part is that they are fully aware of all the attention they get and make no effort to put a stop to all of the nonsense— most actually try to milk it for the massive confidence boost added to their already inflated ego and the gifts they receive daily to have their hearts won. it’s just what they always do, feeding off the affections of others for their own powers. the hype doesn’t die down until every student is rejected or until they decide to get a lover and snap others out of their delusions of dating them. it took a lot longer than the administration would like, but after a few months, you found yourself a lover and the school is finally slowing down to its regular schedule.

━━━ .°˖✧ scarle yonaguni ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ the beautiful and alluring enchantress of iluna, truly, there isn’t anyone who could be better back for you as two lovers with such a seductive aura to them… at least that’s how it seems to outsiders whowould look at your relationship thinking that you both were dommy mommies who fight each other to the death for the right to top, but anyone who has spoken to scarle would know who’s really in charge in the relationship. scarle still can’t believe that she pulled you after engaging in conversation with you and revealing her true shy and awkward self without the help of a love potion (which she totally wasn’t intending on actually brewing, that would be crazy aha). she still trips over herself which talking to you, and even though you find it to be so charming, she dies a little inside every time you lovingly bully her.

even though she’s been prepped thoroughly by your fingers, she still feels intimidated by the size of your strap that had her stomach twisting in knots. yes, it was one that she picked out, no, she will not be backing down. she gripped onto the bedsheets under her as you eased yourself into her, whining at the big stretch that burned yet felt so pleasurable at the same time. it took a minute for her to adjust, but she was quick to roll her hips back into your touch to tell you that she was ready to move. scarle’s braced herself to wait for the brute force that came with your usual animalistic pace, yet it never came because you were fixated on something else.

her eyes trailed down and widened at the sight of the shape formed in her abdomen from you bullying inches of your cock into her, skin slightly raised with your strap to show you how good she was at taking whatever you gave her. she didn’t have much time to admire it though, slamming your hips into hers and hitting her g-spot with the tip so hard she saw stars. you were to hypnotized by her that your thrusts were almost sloppy, watching intently at her fat tits bouncing and tummy bulging in accordance with your movements mixed with the loud pornographic sound of sex. the way she moans and clenches around your cock would be enough to drive anyone crazy with lust, you can’t help but wonder if your pretty and alluring enchantress was actually a succubus in disguise.

━━━ .°˖✧ kyo kaneko ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ ah yes, the one you pursued because he was the only one who didn’t fall at your feet upon meeting your eyes for the first time. you always get what you want without any effort, so it was both dejecting and exciting to see someone who scoffed and rolled his eyes at your flirtatious behavior that would have had anyone else fainting on the spot instead. kyo was simply someone you thought you couldn’t have, making you want him even more. it did embarrass you to get off your high horse and flirt with him like a normal person, but after noticing that he was reacting with stutters and blushes while making weak insults, you knew that you already had him in the palm of your hand and made the humbling move of being the first to ask him out when it was always the other way around. that’s when you learned that even though he’ll always complain and be a brat about it, he actually indulges happily in everything you ask.

“don’t fucking look at me like that when you’re already kneeling between my thighs,” you giggled, looking at the blue-haired male sighed in annoyance before grabbing onto your thighs to pull you closer to him. despite acting like he was hella irritated, it didn’t translate into his actions with the way he keenly flicked his tongue against your clit and licking lope stripes along your slit. it almost made you laugh how the blunt and pessimistic kyo kaneko was secretly such an enthusiastic pussy eater. that’s what being a succubus’s lover gets you, you suppose, it really brings out another side of people in the bedroom.

while he does like to fight you for some semblance of control when you're in such a compromising position and attempt to leave you pathetic under him, you have to remind him who is really in change. it doesn’t take more than a tug on his cyan hair to pull him off of you to make him slip up with a whimper, making you snicker in response. he’s so cute when he pouts with your slick shining his lips and running down his chin as he starts complains like a brat before shaking his head out of your grip and moving on to continue with the reminder that he isn’t domming you today.

━━━ .°˖✧ aia amare ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ a heavenly maiden dating a demon of lust? how scandalous! despite the forbidden romance, she’s absolutely head over heels for you as you are for her. others at the school are supportive of your relationship and your folks could care less about how you feel towards an angel, but her family is a different story. aia was already in trouble for getting kicked out of the heavens for the accumulation of her petty crimes and needed to attend the institute of mythics as punishment, so something like dating you was certain to land her in even hotter water.

╰₊✧ they were definitely suspicious of your intentions with their daughter, worried that you were just trying to seduce her and siphon power from her, but you seem earnest enough when it came to caring for their angel so they aren’t as doubtful anymore as they were when they first met you. you’ve even reached the stage where you two are allowed to sleep in the same bedroom together with the door open, but that doesn’t stop either of you from getting frisky late at night while everyone’s asleep!

“just gotta keep quiet— sounds good, angel?” you whispered in her ear as heat spread throughout her entire body with your hand reaching under her nightgown and dipping into her underwear. it sounded easy enough, but the house was as silent as a catacomb and any noise made was sure to be amplified, the smallest moan having the potential to alert someone that the two of you were up to something heaven wouldn’t approve of. aia loves to take on challenges of all sorts, however she only realized how difficult it would be when you began to toy with her clit and press your fingers past her folds into her weeping cunt that barely needed any prep with how much she wanted you. she whined and it made you chuckle softly with your wings fluttering slightly, “not as easy as you thought, huh?”

feeling generous enough to help her out, you raised your other hand to rest over her mouth to remind her to remain silent and to muffle any sounds that threatened to slip. she must have been into it because you could feel her tighten around you after you stretched her out with a slowly added third finger, arching her back and bucking her hips into your touch. she gasped into your hand when you curled your knuckle to feel around her gummy walls and pressing into her g-spot, something that usually had her squealing when the gesture makes her orgasm all over your hand, but all she could do was let a groan that was smothered out by your hand.

━━━ .°˖✧ maria marionette ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ oh, maria looks at you with the widest, brightest eyes of puppy love— you’re simply so sexy and sophisticated in contrast of her adorable appearance and chuuni personality! she just has an attraction to girls who have more of a mature appeal, she can’t help it! meanwhile, you find her to be so endearing, how could she be one of the cutest dolls you’ve ever seen? she never felt things that her peers felt like sexual want before and didn’t have too much understanding about the action other than the biological function, but now that she’s a real girl instead of a doll, she can’t think of anyone better than a succubus girlfriend to guide her through this journey!

the vibrating toy you were pressing onto her clit was creating a strange foreign sensation within her by making volts of pleasure ripple throughout her entire body, making her core burn with pleasure as the tips of her fingers and toes tingled with numbness. it maintained an unchanging pace and the only difference in intensity came from the pressure you were putting on it, but just the slightest shift in force was enough to drive her crazy. she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight and neither could you, her pussy being abused by this silicone toy and reducing the cheerful mari to a pathetic moaning mess.

isn’t she just the cutest with her mouth making a perfect ‘o’ shape for her dulcet cries and her face flushed a pretty pink to match her color scheme? god, you just want her ruin her innocent mind and are looking forward to corrupting her, getting her drunk on the feeling of pure ecstasy you provide so that she’ll learn to be you for more of it— it’s just the instinct of a succubus to teach people all about their world of carnal desire! although, you think she might be even more excited than you are about discovering this new side of her that came with becoming a human and using it to spice up your relationship…

━━━ .°˖✧ aster arcadia ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ it makes so much sense that he’s the celestial one because he’s so beautiful that you assumed he was a demi-god of sorts, the most enticing eyes and unique hair you’ve ever seen immediately attracting you to him (you’re almost envious of how stunning he is). similar to the doll who’s now a real human, aster perfectly balances out your foxy charms with his “cyuteness” and he’s just the right amount of unseiso to bounce off your jokes. you just love it when he makes a dirty joke before acting like he doesn’t know what you’re talking about when you catch it, always with a sly smile on his innocent-looking face and humming with his sweet-sounding voice. of course, he can never outdo you since he’s still the bottom bitch we all know and love, but it’s simply so much fun to see him try!

he’s too feeble and still too horny to deny you, so he says nothing but a weak whimper and watches you continue to fondle with his balls and lick at his sensitive red tip after you already made him cum. his heterochromic eyes were already threatening to tear up from overstimulation as they stared deeply into your mischievous ones, feeling his thighs quake and back arch at the overwhelming pleasure. your head steadily bobbed up and down, holding him down slightly so that he wouldn’t be able to buck his hip into your mouth and everything remained at your pace. from his silly ahoge to his smooth ivory skin to his needy cock was gorgeous, almost distracting you from the task at hand because you just wanted to look at him forever. however, you were certain that you wouldn’t miss the look on his face and the moan he’ll let out in a minute or two, so you can afford to look away for a moment and focus on giving him another mind-blowing orgasm.

━━━ .°˖✧ ren zotto ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ one of his favorite things about attending the iluna institute is meeting other species as it’s always nice to meet another being who looked human for the most part but had things like wings or horns to set them apart from others. ren’s native planet didn’t have any creatures who feed off of live forces through seduction, so he was immediately enthralled by you and wanted to learn more about your kind. he was more interested in what you could do with your powers rather than what you could do for him and you were wondering if the life force of an alien was more powerful than that of a human, a relationship that sprouted from the roots of curiosity!

╰₊✧ ren’s actually thrilled to have a succubus partner to learn so much from, but he’s mainly grateful because he has had a bit of a problem ever since he entered young adulthood and was usually far too embarrassed to ever bring it up for previous partners. just alien anatomy things that weren’t human and biology that couldn’t be controlled, you know? he has no words to explain the wave of relief he felt when he awkwardly told you about it and you welcomed it with open arms, promising to care for him no matter how long his heat lasts or how wild things may get when he’s influenced by it. however, he can’t help but feel a bit uneasy by the almost sadistic look in your eyes.

his neediness and desperation for you increases tenfold when he’s in heat, his face buried in your tits and his cock pulsating inside of you frantic for release. he felt like he could burst with just the slightest shift of you body, but it was never enough stimulation. must you always be so vexing with rewarding promises if he does as you say? he felt like he was going to go crazy with not-so-subtle ruts into you to try and chase his high, but it was all for naught and only edged him even more. it just made you look at him with pity and coo at how pathetic he was, the alien prince infamous for destroying entire planets crying like a little bitch because you wouldn’t let him cum just yet.

he was in heat! couldn’t you be a bit nicer to him? he swears that he’ll let you torture him all you want a different time, but right now he’ll do anything for you to stop teasing him! you hummed in amusement and cupped his face to give him a kiss, running your hand over his skin and observing all of the little alien features that were normally hidden from plain set. eyes set on the glorious jet-black pointed horns atop his head, you experimentally wrapped your fingers around it feel the strange texture more properly and noticed a spark in his green eyes as electricity shot up his spine.

“oh, you’re sensitive there, aren’t you?” you cooed, pouting when you realized that he never told you about this wonderful snippet of information but smiling again when he got all flustered. you started gently, tracing patterns and running along the shape, noticing that his tail began to flick around and his cock twitching in reaction. with your motions steadily getting faster and rougher, he began letting out slurred moans and biting at his bottom lip to suppress them as he pulled you closer to his body. it barely took anything more than a light tug to get him to spill over, unexpectedly emptying himself into you and making you chuckle in response while he was huffing for air. you really needed to tease his horns more often!

request was [ iluna with a reader who is a succubus? i think it would be a really interesting concept! ]

[jinx-xxed]

Beautiful Thing Caged

Chapter 1; Strange sight

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A/N; My first multi-part fic!! I’ve never been able to commit to one before so I’m really hoping I’ll be able to see this one through cuz I have some good ideas for it :]. I hope you enjoy, that’ll help keep me motivated too!! Also thanks to my bestie for the idea for the chapter titles ♡

This writing is based on this fan art ! It made my jaw drop to the floor when I saw it and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since.

Part 2 ⇨

Summary; The First Order Agencies have come across a new, strange creature and it becomes your job to study it. You get far more than you bargained for.

Content; Werewolf AU, modern AU, werewolf Kylo Ren, human reader, scientist reader, soulmates, angst, feral Kylo, like legit feral bro does not know about human society, there’s a part where he eats a bunch of raw meat (I did not enjoy it), Kylo’s being studied in a lab, he studies you too, he’s scared and sad and angry (what else is new), lots of tension, neither of you know how to feel

[Each chapter will have specific content warnings. This story will eventually have 18+ content.]

Wc; 3.5k

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“I’m sorry?”

You look down at the sheets that had just been slid to you across the mahogany desk. It’s a thick packet stapled together, the papers perfectly crisp and white. On them is paragraph upon paragraph detailing the new assignment that your superiors at First Order Agencies have decided to place on you. Your hands reach forward from where they’d been resting in your lap to tentatively flip through the packet, your brows creasing further with each page.

Studying an unknown creature. Studying something that nobody knows what it is or where it came from, something that the only thing people know about it is that it’s incredibly dangerous. You briefly scan over the pages dedicated to the description of the creature—black fur, wolf like appearance, supposedly male, huge, able to take on a humanoid state. You see that in place of a true name, it’s been given the label of OB-2637. Written at the bottom of the description is “BEWARE CREATURE, WILL ATTACK. STAY IN DESIGNATED OBSERVATION BAYS FOR SAFETY.” Lovely. There’s no pictures attached so your imagination is free to run wild, thinking up an image of a hulking beast with drool covered teeth and ragged fur covering its misshapen body. You shudder.

“Wh- why is this being given to me?” You ask, looking up at the one who’d given you the papers. He goes by Hux and he oversees your sector of the Agency, making him your boss. “I’m just a nature observationalist. I feel like I’m not-“

“You’re the most qualified one in this facility.” Hux states. He sounds uninterested, his shrewd face giving no insight as to what he thinks about the Agency housing a dangerous, unknown creature of unknown origin. “We agreed that with your knowledge about the “wild world”, it would probably give you the most insight on this… thing. You’ll be paid generously for your work based on your findings if that’s what you’re concerned about.”

You’d seen the amount they were offering you, it was certainly nothing to scoff at. You shake your head. “No, that’s not what I’m concerned about. I’m more concerned that this seems above my level. I’ve never dealt with something like this since I’ve been here.” You say. You’ve been with the First Order for almost five years now. It’s a government agency that’s kept tightly under wraps, mostly because the Agency deals with things that they think “normal civilians” shouldn’t be made aware of. It took a lot for you to get accepted into this position.

Hux leans forward against his desk, the dimness of his office making his features look even crueler than usual. “If you really doubt yourself that much, then you don’t have to take this job. But I’ll make it known that if you turn this down, it’ll go to the next best person and I don’t think they’ll be as… compassionate towards this thing as you will be.” He says. His tone is so heavy, so serious. It holds so many implications that have your palms sweating. He shrugs as he relaxes in his chair. “I’m sure they’ll probably end up killing it. Theres a lot of people in this place that want to dissect that creature piece by piece. So it’s not just about your qualifications, it’s about how you’ll decide to treat another living being—that’s why you were the first pick.“

You swallow and your spit almost gets stuck on the lump in your throat. You look again at those papers, at what will be waiting for you in those lower levels of the facility. You think over Hux’s words, you roll them around in your mind in the same way you’d roll something in your mouth to get the taste of it. You know that he’s right, that anybody else would kill this creature just to get a thorough look at it. Anything in the name of science, after all. You know the people working in the First Order are not kind-hearted, most are cruel and cold. You have few friends in this place, even after the amount of time you’ve spent here. Your answer becomes clear to you. You don’t want this creature to die.

“I’ll take the assignment.” You say at last, steeling yourself so you don’t lose your nerve. You can do this. Surely it won’t be that hard? You just need to observe some type of animal, find out what it is, where it came from. That’s your whole job. You do that every day.

“Good choice.” Hux nods. He digs something out of a drawer. “Sign this and then be on your way.” He gives you an NDA, one that’s specifically catered towards this assignment. You’ve signed countless versions of these since you started working for the Agency, so it’s nothing new as you fill out everything you need to. You think nothing of them now, it’s not like you have people in your life to tell about your job anyway.

Hux takes the paper once you’re done. “Floor twenty. Your badge has already been approved for access. You shouldn’t experience any trouble.”

That’s a stern dismissal if you’ve ever heard one. You stand from your chair, smoothing out your lab coat as you go. You grab the packet of information; it’s not much but it at least gives you something to go off of. “Thank you, sir.” You say. Hux merely grunts in acknowledgment, already buried in the paperwork for something else.

You leave his office, taking a deep breath when the door shuts behind you. Holding the packet close, you walk through the halls of the building’s upper floor. When you think about it, the above-ground section is like a mask to the public eye. It’s all of the boring offices, gaudy paintings littering the walls, carpeted floors. It’s unassuming and basic and meant to hide what lays below the surface: all of the Agency’s experiments, their studies, and their classified documents stuck behind vaults. That’s where most of the employees are, that’s where your own office is. There’s few people upstairs and the ones you do manage to pass don’t even spare you a glance on your way to the elevator.

One of the two elevators opens a second after you press the button. You step inside and hit the button for the twentieth floor. The door closes without anyone else inside, leaving you blissfully alone. There’s no classic elevator music that plays, there’s only the sounds of the machine working to keep you company. Your hands frequently change position on the papers you hold to try and keep from drenching one spot in your sweat.

It feels like an eternity before the elevator begins to slow and there’s a resounding ding as it reaches the twentieth floor. The second lowest floor in the facility; you can’t even imagine how far underground you are. The hall you enter in to is pure white, fluorescent lights bouncing off the walls and floors. There’s nobody you can see and you know based on your packet that the only other people involved in this assignment are guards and a few nutritional specialists. You’re on your own.

The halls of this floor hold few doors, instead mostly housing holding cells and laboratories. You use your badge when you come upon authorized entryways, that unsmiling face in your picture getting you the beep you need to pass through. You’re halfway to where you know you need to go when you begin to hear strange noises. Clinking chains, the faint snarl. Sounds of struggling. You really should just turn back, try to ignore all of this and pretend you don’t care about the fate of some defenseless animal. You know you can’t though, so you keep walking on unsteady legs.

There’s one final door you need to pass through, one last door keeping you from a sealed fate. You feel the sense of foreboding prickling the back of your neck, your shirt sticks to your spine from your perspiration. The door beeps in response to your badge, your hand hesitates on the handle. It opens into a massive room, snow white in color with a black rim. Theres very little inside it; there’s data pads built into the walls for recording observations and there’s a one way window stretching along the right wall. You don’t know who would be on the other side. The room is separated by a massive pane of reinforced glass, stretching from floor to ceiling, spanning the entire length.

You finally see what that glass is meant to keep in and everything seems to freeze. That’s no animal, no creature, or bizarre thing. It’s nothing like what they made it seem. That’s a human. A human male kept in a cage, thoroughly restrained. His body is just the same as yours, albeit much larger and far more muscled, but he has the same limbs, the same fingers and toes. No paws or excess fur, just sharp black nails at the ends of his fingers that have put claw marks in the floor. His attention turns to you then and you see his face. He’s what you’d describe as beautiful; his features are both sharp and soft at the same time, his nose strong, and his pale skin dotted with moles and freckles. His face is framed by waves of black hair and he’s captivating, even with blood smeared on his chin and neck.

Your eyes meet. God, his eyes. They’re human, they’re round and the pupils are blown out with his emotions. Even from your place at the other side of the room you can tell the honey brown color and you can see the fear swimming in them. If you didn’t dismiss it as you being crazy, you’d say there was some sort of spark that flared between you both for some inexplicable reason. Like there was a sort of understanding rooted deep down that you didn’t understand. Then it was gone.

And then the frozen second snaps and everything is thrown back into motion. His expression shifts into something angry and fierce and he makes an attempt to lunge at you. His movements are so powerful, even with every limb bearing thick cuffs with chains connected to the wall, even with one around his neck. He comes so close to the glass, his hands reaching in your direction, those claws scraping uselessly against the floor. You flinch back on instinct, your breathing coming fast and hard. It’s then that you see the ears and tail on the man. They are indeed akin to a wolf like the papers said, black ears sitting in his hair and a large, fluffy black tail protruding behind him. When his mouth opens in a snarl, you see the unnaturally sharp canines that he has. They’d rip you apart in no time.

He tries a few more times to get at you before realizing it’s useless. It’s probably not a new feeling for him. He retreats more against the back wall where the chains are connected, making them go slack and giving him more movement. He tries to shrink himself which is hard with such a huge body, his tail coming to wrap around his feet. He doesn’t have much within his cell—only a small cot and a singular blanket as a bed in one corner, and a toilet and sink in the other corner.

You swallow. You realize how long you’ve been standing there without moving so you take one very small step forward. Then another and another until you’re about halfway towards the glass. He watches you with such intensity the entire time it makes you nervous. You try to take another step before he growls at you, a deep and rumbling sound that has you freezing. When you retreat, he stops.

“Okay. I’ll stay here then.” You say, standing in the spot you’d been in before that last step. This is where you’d begin. Small things to make him more comfortable in this unfamiliar environment; you’d follow his rules.

Seeing no chairs around you, you lower yourself to the floor. It’s cold even through your layers but you don’t mind. You have no room to complain when you look at him with no shirt or shoes, nothing to really keep him warm besides thin pants and that blanket on the cot. You study him in silence, just like how he studies you. You feel confusion over the conflict of the report versus what you see before you. The report had first described a wolf-like appearance that could take on a humanoid form but all you see in front of you is a human man with wolf ears and a tail. Maybe they’d overexaggerated?

Now that a fragile peace has settled between the both of you and he’s sitting still, you’re able to see the scar running along the left side of his face. It travels all the way down his collarbone before finally stopping. It’s deep and jagged and you can only imagine how badly it must’ve hurt; he’s lucky he didn’t lose his eye from it. Looking over him, you see he has a multitude of scars all over the planes of his body. He’s a fighter, then. With the way he’d lunged at you as soon as you entered, it doesn’t take you by surprise.

You clear your throat from your nerves. You begin with stating your name. You don’t even know how much he can understand you or if he can at all but you continue anyway. “I’m not here to hurt you. I know you probably don’t trust that, and I understand. We just want to know more about you.” You say. You inwardly cringe because this all sounds so weird to say to another human. You clasp your hands together tightly in your lap. “If you can speak, it would be a huge help if you’d explain some things about yourself. What’s your name and age? Where’d you come from?”

You don’t get a response—you didn’t expect one. He sits there with his knees up to his chest and his face partially hidden by his hair just staring at you, his eyes so wide and telling that it’s hard not to meet that stare. This is how it’ll be then. That’s fine, you’re used to sitting in one spot for hours and watching for an animals every minuscule movement. That’s what you end up doing, merely watching him and studying his body. Every twitch of the finger, every tense of the muscle is something you keep note of. It’s a good way to get a basis of information about what you’re studying so you always have something to compare to. You log everything in your mind for now, thinking how you’ll need to remember your laptop for next time.

There’s a sudden noise that leaves both of you startled. You sit up straighter and his ears perk up as a door to the right inside his cell opens. His wolf ears flatten back against his head and he scoots farther from the door, his chains clinking with the movement. You watch curiously as a human-shaped, somewhat janky robot enters with a plate balanced in its hands. You never see much of the Agency’s robots, mostly because most of them are unfinished and unpolished, but it seems they’re useful when real people don’t want to get near a deadly thing. The robot drops the plate unceremoniously on the floor and you notice with a start that blood splatters. The robot leaves.

Both you and the beast-man look at the plate before he decides to move towards it. You make another mental note about how much he surveys his surroundings before deciding what to do, as if weighing all options and possibilities.

The plate is rather large and holds a copious amount of raw meat, seemingly from multiple different animals based on the coloring and sizes. Blood slowly drips off the edge of the plate, pooling on the white floors. You can’t help the revulsion you feel looking at it as he inches closer, sniffing the scent of meat and blood into his nostrils. His eyes widen at it, pupils expanding, and he immediately takes a massive slab into his hands. His teeth tear into it like it’s paper, those fangs ripping it apart as blood drips down his chin. Despite your disgust, you’re also fascinated. So his digestive system can handle raw foods—like a wolf. I wonder what the layout of it is. What kind of bacteria is in there? You think, pondering over the idea as you watch him eat like a beast.

He finishes most of the plate, leaving only a few tinier pieces that he pushed aside. He must not like the taste of that particular animal. He seems more at ease now that he’s been fed, the worry of whether or not he’d get another meal satiated. He’s unbothered by the blood on his clawed hands and face as he sits back down and returns to watching you. When his eyes find you again there’s a shiver that goes down your back. There’s something in them you can’t place and it creates a weird feeling in your gut that you can’t decipher.

The rest of your day goes by without a hitch. You sit on the floor and study the beast-man in silence. You don’t try talking to him anymore, you’d rather not make a fool of yourself if he won’t say anything back to you—if he even can. He doesn’t do anything, there’s nothing to do in his cell anyway. He sits and watches and at one point he laid down on his back facing you so he could still keep an eye on you. There was one last meal time where you got to see him eat a bunch of raw meat again which wasn’t… great for your own appetite.

Hours passed before the lights finally began to dim, meaning the facility was shutting down for the night. There’ll still be people working the entire time, of course, but they shut down a majority of the power in the unused areas. You sigh to yourself, unfolding your body and getting up with a grunt from the stiffness in your limbs. The beast-man who had been drifting off before is now fully alert, wide eyes watching. You go to move towards the door and he growls at you. It startles you, makes goosebumps pick up along your arms. You look back at him with furrowed brows, confused. “I’m leaving, alright? I won’t bother you anymore.” You huff. This is what he wants so why is he getting pissy? You feel annoyed about his attitude for a second before you remember he’s the one stuck in a cell and you’re not. He has a right to be mad with you.

You sigh again and go to the datapads in the wall by the door. Since you don’t have your laptop, you take a few minutes to input the things you observed today that you’ll just transfer over later. You find yourself writing down a lot more than you thought you would and it makes you feel accomplished, like you actually did something today. When you’re finished, you put your hand on the door handle, ready to leave. But you pause, you look back at him and you know it was a mistake instantly. He looks so sad, so alone and afraid in that large, white room. You struggle to tear yourself away and open that door before you do something crazy.

You shake your head as you enter the hall, the door locking firmly behind you. Your mind feels like it’s shut off while you retrace your steps; back through the winding halls, back up the elevator, back into the main building. Back to your car where you grip the steering wheel with a deadly force, staring blankly at the road on your long drive home. Then finally, back to your small house where there’s no lights on inside because there’s nobody waiting for you.

You unlock the door and step in, a wave of something like loneliness washing over you when you do. It’s strange, it’s never been like this before. You try to ignore it as you shed your lab coat and make a simple dinner and sit on your couch. You don’t move for a moment, your brain deciding that now is a good time to rerun everything from today. That was a man. It wasn’t a beast, not really. And they have him stuck in a cell like that. It’s inhumane, isn’t it?

You find yourself with your head in your hands, groaning loudly as some form of release. “God, what have I gotten myself into?”

[arc-misadventures]

A Swimsuits Appeal

Ruby: Whoo! Let’s hit the pool everyone!

Yang: Lets go!

Nora: Cannonball!

(SPASH!)

Nora: Ahhaha! How was that, Ren?

Ren: Quite impressive, Nora. But, do that at the deeper end next time.

Nora: Okay!

Blake: It was nice of, Miss Schnee to let us use her indoor pool.

Jaune: I’ll say, it gives us all a well needed chance to relax.

Blake: Speaking of, Schnee’s, where is, Weiss?

Jaune: Still getting changed I guess?

Weiss: You are quite right, Jaune.

Jaune: Hey, Weiss are you… ready…?

Weiss: I’m ready. Going in for a swim sounds so refreshing after all we have been doing lately, don’t you agree, Winter?

Winter: A swim sounds nice, and all, but I am more looking forward to sinking myself into the jacuzzi later. Oh hi, Jaune~!

Jaune: H-Hi, Winter. You look nice…

Winter: Oh, why thank you, Jaune. We got our new swimsuits after we went on a family shopping trip.

Jaune: Family?

Willow: Well, since you were going swimming, I thought I might as well join in on the fun. Although, I too am looking forward to relaxing in the jacuzzi more than swimming. Are you planning on joining us, Jaune?

Jaune: I-In the jacuzzi?

Willow: Yes, in the jacuzzi~!

Jaune: S-S-Sure! I’m looking forward to it.

Willow: Marvellous~!

Winter: I’m looking forward to it.

Weiss: See you in the pool, Jaune.

Jaune: Y-Yeah… Oh, and ladies!

Willow: Yes, Jaune~?

Jaune: Your swimsuits… T-They look quite fetching on you… On all of you

Willow: Oh… Why thank you, Jaune.

Winter: Told you one pieces were my style.

Weiss: I never denied that.

Winter: Yes you did.

Weiss: No I didn’t!

Jaune: …

Blake: …

Jaune: Fuuuuuuck! They look so damn hot!

Blake: They look nice, but I wouldn’t say the look hot. I think I look far more fetching in my bikini~!

Jaune: Ahh, Blake… You, and your unsophisticated plebeian tastes.

Blake: Excuse me?

Jaune: Don’t you know that the one piece swimsuit is the ultimate expression in ladies swimwear to emphasize the raw sexual appeal of any woman?

Blake: I… What?

Jaune: You think a bikini is more sexy than a one piece, why is that?

Blake: Because it shows more skin.

Jaune: Is that it?

Blake: What more is there to it? The smaller bikini the more skin you get to see; seeing all a women has to offer right there in front of you. It’s like catching someone in their underwear, but your actually allowed to check them out~!

Jaune: Ahh! You have such a boorish taste. Something you no doubt got from those third rate porn books you described as high literature.

Blake: Excuse me?!

Jaune: You see, the one piece is superior because of one simple fact: It hides everything, but hints towards everything~!

Blake: W-What does that mean?

Jaune: You see a bikini shows off everything; you know what the subtleness of a woman’s curves are, you can clearly see how well endowed a woman, how well defined the fullness of a woman rear is. And if they wear an even smaller bikini you see more, but their is no beauty in such apparel that gets the blood boiling with desire, and unbridled lust. It is quite simple really, very boring, and only alluring to those with such simplistic pallets such as yourself.

Blake: Then why is a one piece better then, you can’t see anything?!

Jaune: True, there is nothing really to see, but with the mind there is everything to see!

Blake: Meaning?

Jaune: As I said, in a bikini you see everything a woman has to offer in a bikini, but in a one piece it hints at everything she has to offer. It shows off how well endowed her bosom is, but since you can’t see her flesh precisely, your mind starts to wonder, and think of so many possibilities. Tell me; what do you think your mind starts to think about?

Blake: About how she looks without her one piece on. And, i-is her one piece holding them back, a-and making them look smaller… If so… H-How big is she actually…?

Jaune: Precisely, but there is more! They fully encompass her chest, so you get to see the shape of her chest, you know how big it appears to be. But, what is worse, it is that it is tight across her body. However, that makes it all the more tantalizing in the long run~!

Blake: How so?

Jaune: Look at, Yang, she’s wearing a bikini, and you can clearly see how well they bounce to, and fro don’t you?

Blake: They are… q-quite bouncy…

Jaune: Now, look at, Willow, do see such a heavy bounce in her full breasts?

Blake: N-No… They’re just there barely moving…

Jaune: But, what if they weren’t? What if they were bouncing about; would they look as good as, Yang’s, or even better?

Blake: T-They’re bigger, so…?

Jaune: Oh such dry, simple tastes you have, you will never experienced the many succulent flavours of a woman’s body at this rate.

Blake: Flavours of the body?

Jaune: Let’s move on shall we: Look at, Winter, do you see how her bodysuit so snuggly is wrapped around her waist?

Blake: Yes.

Jaune: Do you see how tight it appears around her wide hips of hers?

Blake: Yes…

Jaune: Doesn’t that make you want to run your hands down her body? To feel how it rises, and falls under your touch.

Blake: Y-Yes…

Jaune: So imagine your hands running higher up her body, tracing her succulent curves of her chest. To learn what it truly feels like to embrace a woman’s hour glass figure~!

Blake: Oh gods…

Jaune: Now look to, Weiss.

Blake: O-Okay…

Jaune: Notice how her swimsuit hugs her shapely rear, how it almost perfectly maps out her smooth curves.

Blake: Shapely…

Jaune: Don’t you want to just pull at the edge of her swimsuit, to let it go, and see how her butt ripples upon the impact. How the sound will echo within your ears. And, the moan that escapes her lips. Don’t want you to hear that?

Blake: Oh gods yes…

Jaune: Well, now that you understand how intoxicating a woman wearing a one piece can be, now imagine the best part.

Blake: T-There’s something better than what you’ve been describing…?!

Jaune: You’ve successfully imagined a woman wearing a one piece, now imagine them taking it off.

Blake: T-Taking it off…?

Jaune: When it comes to a flimsy bikini like yours, you just pull a couple of strings, and it falls to yhe ground, then you’ll go out it in like those third rate porn videos you like to pleasure yourself to.

Blake: How did you know that?!

Jaune: I didn’t, you just a basic bitch, so it’s not hard to assume what your interests on.

Blake: I-I’m not a basic bitch…

Jaune: I highly doubt that. Now, back to a lady in a one piece. When you take off her swimsuit, your arms will be across her body. Running up, and down her body as you press yourself against her. Feeling her body against you only being block by a thin piece of fabric. But, your hands have to run up her shoulders, to peel of the straps that have been stuck to her body. Then you pull them off revealing that succulent chest you have been fantasizing about, then you run your hands down her waist, peeling more of her swimsuit off, revealing more, and more of her succulent body in the bare flesh until it’s all gone. All the while your mind is running wild with the desire to kiss her all across her body. Passion runs you rampant as you crave to squeeze her body, to feel the softness of her skin upon your hands. Your body burning with lust to claim her as yours, and yours alone. Do you feel that, Blake, the desire, the lust, and the passion coursing through your body?

Blake: Yes~! Yes, I’m feeling it~!

Jaune: Then let’s do something about it~?

Blake: What do you recommend we do then~?

Jaune: This!

Blake: Wha?! Ahhh?!

(SPLASH!)

Yang: Haha! Nice one, Jaune!

Jaune: Thank you, thank you very much!

Blake: Bhaa! Why did you do that?!

Jaune: You looked like you needed to cool off.

Blake: You asshole!

Jaune: Maybe. Now if you’ll excuse me, some ladies require my attention. Tata~!

Blake: Grrrrrrrr!

Ruby: You okay, Blake?

Yang: Yeah, you look a little upset. Was it because, Jaune pushed you into the pool?

Blake: …

Blake: I should have bought a one piece swimsuit…

Yang: Eh?

Ruby: What?

Blake: I will have my revenge you stupid sexy blond! You hear me! I will have my revenge!

Ruby: What is she talking about?

Yang: Beats me.

Ruby: Okay then.

[volturiprincess]

Háblame De Ti

:tell me about you:

Demetri Volturi x Fem human reader

Summary: The way he looks at you when you talk A/N: This one was inspired by the song "Hablame de ti" by Banda MS. I connected two and two when I was driving to the beach and this song went on and I was like "Omg this is giving Demetri vibes, write it down Mj (me)". I swear this happens to me to often, ideas for one-shots just randomly come to mind and I quickly pull out "notes" on my phone if I'm not on my computer and later transfer that idea do my doc and write out a whole brainstorm or just start writing right away. Anyways......Enjoy💙 (Ps. I might or might of now of added my other fictional lovers on here🤭)

Word Count: 1k+

(What a lovely man. I love his little smile here���)

“Your not going to believe who Kelsey ended up with”

“Tell me”

I crossed my legs to get more comfy. Me and Demetri are in the outskirts of Volterra in a small clearing of grass that we go to when the weather is nice. With it already being  summer, and the sun beating down on us, Demetri’s gorgeous sparkle comes through. Oh how I can stare at him all day long and try to count every individual little diamond that seems to be on his face. To just admire his beauty and not be interrupted by others, to not have to worry about anything but him alone. His state right is laying on his stomach with his head resting on his head, and his feet basically kicked up, swaying side to side. He seems so relaxed and he’s giving me his undivided attention at the same time.

“She ended up with Ren”

“No way”

“Exactly, and poor Kishan was left behind, can you believe how devastated I was how he was just left behind in time. I so wanted to reach into the book and pull him out”

“And what would you do with him if that were possible”

“Well give him his happily ever after of course my man has suffered to much”

“Your man? What am I some side chick now?”

“Demetri you will always be my main, Kishan would be my side I guess”

“No I don't like that, no side chicks or whatever you just have me”

“Fine, so I can't even have Moony or Padfoot either?”

“Nope”

“What about Nanami, please let me at least have him”

“I'll think about it, but tell me more about what happened after they left Kishan”

I continued with my ramble of the book I finished. When I talk about books with him he lets me go off and does not interrupt unless he has a question. Even when I fear I have talked to much or I bored him, I look at him and he’s still looking at me with anticipation for me to continue 

Third Person

A thing that y/n didn't realize about Demetri was how he looks at her. When they are out in their spot at this time of the year, Demetri sees a whole new side of her. He just sits or lays there looking at her like she is the only breathing soul on this earth. If it were possible his pupils would form into little hearts because that is all he sees when he looks at her, hearts. He has the purest of adoration for her; if someone were to watch them for a distance, they would assume Demetri is under a love spell from how he watches her. He's so smitten with her it's almost as if it's too good to be true, it seems too much like a fairytale. And to them it does feel like it, their alone time is their little bubble of paradise. Just them against the world, no vampire or human in sight, even the animals seem to leave them alone. 

Demetri and y/n or y/n or Demetri, bounded for eternity, how it should be according to them. Just them two, even if currently one is immortal and another is mortal, they just click. The minute they meet, life just makes sense for them at that moment. When he moves, she moves, she wanders and he follows her around. Or he will gently guide her back to their initial journey since his lovely mate tends to get distracted with little things.

Oooo what a pretty flower, oh my what an interesting looking tree, how is that possible for it to bend like that? Demetri look a family of little bunnies, can I take them home?

Those are just superficial questions and thoughts she will have when she wanders but Demetri loves every little quirk she carries, even the one where sometimes she hides herself from him when he catches her moving with the wind. 

“You were not supposed to see that”

“Well i'm glad I did because now I can join you, care to share a dance cariño?” 

Demetri’s POV

What a beauty of a human she is. She’s a rare jewel that can never be dared to be duplicated or even have the audacity to be recreated. No one will even come close to being like her because she is one in a million. The way she can talk to me for hours without stopping warms my heart for it being she trusts me enough to say whatever is on her mind. Her voice, the voice of an angel indeed. How can someone like her even exist? I sometimes fear I'm in a dream with her, I just can never fully believe she is my mate. She was made for me, she’s everything I have ever wanted but at the same time something I never knew I needed. If I were to sketch out what I believe my mate would have looked like, it would have looked like her. 

I never pictured myself finding my mate in this lifetime or ever, but when she came into my life, I was enamored of the idea of her. All of the heartache I harbored within the past vanished to be replaced by an overwhelming feeling of devotion and infatuation dedicated just for her. 

I deeply value my alone time with her, it's our time to be with each other without any interruption or worry of some duty I need to do. Even if my mind is racing with a million thoughts revolving around her, I catch every single word that comes from her pretty little mouth. At last I think I might have gotten a bit too deep in my love for her because she is staring at me with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes?”

“I said why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?”

“Well your looking at me all weird”

“Can’t a vampire stare at his mate with love?”

And my oh my, that lovely blush of her’s starts to bloom on her lovely face. It saddens me to think what when the day comes for her to become like me, her blush will be no more. I will miss it but it excites me that we will officially have forever. 

Still blushing she responds with a small stutter “W-well you can, n-no judgment, but were you paying attention?”

“Of course my angel, you just said that Ren and Kelsey got married”

She nodded and proceeded to keep talking about the book. So adorable when she doubts me, I am always listening to her. There are times where she sleep talks sometimes and I manage to her say that she loves me so much. It gave me a warm feeling within to think she loves me as much as I love her, well actually I think I love her more. But why tell her that? When I have to be away from her due to missions or training, I am aching to be in her arms as soon as I leave. To be in her warm embrace, to have my face filled with her lips giving me multiple small kisses, to seeing her smile when she sees me. 

If only she knew the deep effect she has on me, I only mentioned slight things but soon enough she will know. If I were to tell her my deeper feelings, I don't think her mind would be able to comprehend it, my love for her is intense, so strong and raw. Sometimes it does scare me in how much I love her. 

Y/N POV

“I'm still mad about it, you know? Like you have no idea how much I cried”

“I know cariño, I was there wiping your tears away all night”

“That you were, I'm so lucky to have you my love”

“I know i'm just the best you know”

I slap his shoulder playfully at his exaggerated cockiness. He can be such a goofball sometimes and I love that about him.

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Cariño: Dear

[cherry-coloureddfunk]

kylo ren eating out reader

your fingers found their way into his dark hair, tugging on what you could which just seemed to spur him on even more. he continued his assault on your neck sucking and nipping at every inch of skin he could reach. 

his hand hastily yanked the cups from your lacey pink bra down so your tits were able to spill out at just the right amount. he leaned down, his tongue swirling around your now hardened nipple while his other hand went to knead the neglected side. 

you felt overwhelmed, biting down on your lip to stop involuntary moans from spilling out into the air. 

a groan left your lips at the loss of contact on your breast. 

“what did i tell you about biting that lip?” he asked, tone stern before sucking particularly hard on the top of your breast, then biting down lightly but enough to feel pressure, “i want to hear you.” 

you didn’t need to look down to know that he probably left dozens of bruises, splotches of blue and purple decorating the top of your breasts. 

you knew what game he was playing at too. he’d probably ask you to wear a low cut top to class tomorrow. just enough to show your cleavage. as if to show off his collection of markings on your body. to show every boy in that classroom who would ogle at you that you were his. even if he couldn’t outwardly show it, you and him would know the truth.

 like some dirty little secret.

which was true in a way you were professor ren’s dirty little secret.

but oh did you love every second of it. 

“kyl-o” you moaned at the ghosting feel of his canines replaced by wet kisses. 

“tell me what you want.” he asked patronizingly, he knew exactly what you wanted. but what’s the fun in that when he can hear the silent filthy admissions leave your sweet lips?

“you- kylo— i want you!” the confession made you feel vulnerable, you were never able to be so direct with him. it was something about him as a person. you’d get so caught up in the beauty that was him you’d feel your brain go fuzzy. which could be seen right now because your face was buried into the crook of his neck, burning a bright red. 

“don’t go all shy on me now sweetheart.” he stroked your hair lovingly, coaxing you to lift your head up. 

“i-i want to feel you—  inside, kylo.” you admitted sheepishly, only the feeling of his fingers capturing your chin gently caused you to look up at him. 

you swore you could see a glimmer in his eyes as they softened. 

he pulled your face towards his so he could capture your lips into a searingly hard passionate kiss. his hand coming up to gently caress the side of your face, while the other found your hand interlocking them together. as the both of you pulled back all that was left was a string of saliva that still connected you both as well as heavy breathing and swollen red puffy lips. 

“lay down for me, baby.” he encouraged gently, and you did just that. 

kylo could’ve sworn his heart could burst right there. he watched you peer up at him through your long lashes and big innocent eyes. it was so fucked up but the thought of corrupting you— ruining you for any other man was so tempting. he wanted to fuck you so good you wouldn’t ever want or need any other man besides him. and that thought alone made the straining of the cock in his pants even harder.

“we’re gonna take this slow.” he stroked your face, admiring how beautiful you looked beneath him, “i’m gonna make you feel really good, okay baby?” 

as much as he wanted to take your virginity tonight, he knew it’d be too much to handle all at once. his heart soared at the fact you trusted him enough to be your first and didn’t want to take advantage of it. his cock ached for you— to be inside you but for now his tongue and fingers would have to do.

you nodded vigorously, eager to please. 

kylo couldn’t help but feel a smile creep onto his face.

he suitated himself between your legs, calloused fingers rubbing up and down the soft flesh causing goosebumps to form. kylo grabbed ahold of your ankle, kissing the bone that sat above your heel lightly while making his way up your body. 

your breath hitched when he got to the inside of your thigh, not even paying attention to words of affirmations he was repeating to you over and over again. 

“you’re so beautiful.” he praised, pushing your matching lace underwear to the side so he could place a kiss on your cunt. after doing so he pulled back for a second almost as if to admire it, “so wet already, and it’s all for me huh baby?” 

“yea kylo s’ all for you.” you meekly let out, your head spinning at the close proximity of his face to your pussy. you could practically feel his breath on it. 

he grunted in approval, using his middle finger to swipe a line up your clit. your body jumped a little at the contact not ever used to having anyone touch you— besides yourself down there. 

you watched kylo lick his finger clean, and all that did was make you even more wet. 

“kylo-“ you whined, trying to speed things up by palming him through his dark colored jeans. you felt his cock twitch under your touch as well as low breathy moans escape from kylo’s lips. his warm touch on your wrist stopped you before you could go any further.

“there’s enough time for that sweetheart, tonight’s about you,” he dropped your hand at its respective place; back at your side. his face coming face to face with your pussy once more, letting his pink tongue out to lick at your clit.  

your hands immediately found their way back into his hair, as you thrashed around at the foreign pleasure. you’d never felt this way before. not even when you’d spend late nights in your bed touching yourself chasing after release that you were sure you’d never get in the first place. 

kylo started to lick at a faster pace, alternating between flattening his tongue to ensure he got every drop out of your pussy and wrapping his lips around your clit. as he licked and sucked he slowly stuck one finger inside of you, causing you to cry out in both pain and pleasure.

kylo fucked his thick finger in and out of you at a tantalizingly slow pace, you were so overwhelmed with pleasure you didn’t notice how your moans were now freely flowing from your lips.  

“kylo mmh— faster please.” you tugged at his hair only harder this time. 

kylo would be a fool to decline such a request from you. 

he added another finger inside of you scissoring them inside and out of you, as he lapped at your cunt. you were sure his face was covered entirely in your essence. 

“so fucking sweet.” he moaned against your cunt rutting against his bed. The vibrations sent a wave of pleasure throughout your entire body, causing your thighs to squeeze around either side of kylo’s head, “and s’ all mine isn’t it baby?”

“all yours kylo. all yours.” you cried out, repeating it over and over again to him like a mantra. you felt so light headed, overwhelmed by the intensity of his tongue but also the love you felt behind it all. no one’s ever made you feel so special, like you were loved. kylo seemed to be able to make you feel both all at once. you felt tears stinging at your eyes. he was practically worshiping your body, making sure your needs came first before his.

you loved him, and that thought scared you to death. 

“kylo” you cried again, only this time not only from the intense pleasure but also your feelings for the man; your own professor. your head shakily reached down to cup his face, lifting it up from his spot in between your legs you caressed his face gently through the intense feeling of his fingers still pumping in and out of you. you looked down at him, cheeks flushed, and brows furrowed you simply asked “are you mine?” 

“of course i am, i’ve always been yours.” he whispered breathless, mouth covered in your juices. the sight alone made your legs weak. 

“tell me. tell me you’re mine, kylo.” you pleaded desperately, unconsciously grinding your hips on his fingers chasing your release. the only sounds that filled the room were the sounds of slick as his fingers buried knuckles deep inside you. 

“i’m yours, i’ll always be yours.” he replied, thrusting his fingers at an even quicker pace, as you closed your eyes, feeling your stomach begin to tighten. your heart almost pounding out of your chest, not used to the feeling, “doing so good for me baby, but i need you to let go now.” 

your painful grip from fingers tangled in his hair caused his scalp to ache but he didn't care. using his calloused fingers he'd gather some of newly formed slick just to harshly shove it back into your hole over and over again.

"thats it, cum around my fingers just like that sweet girl." he cooed, coaxing your body to give in to his every demand.

you feel the tight feeling begin to burst as kylo’s still fingering you through your orgasm, feeling your walls throb around his fingers. he couldn’t help but wonder what they’d feel like around his cock. he watched cum spill from your pussy whilst your legs twitched as you came with a choked sob, "kylo!'

kylo retreated his fingers and dove into your cunt tongue first licking up every single drop of cum you had to offer. twirling his tongue inside your hole as he licks you clean of your spend. you watched with droopy eyes as he placed a kiss to your inner thigh when he was finished. 

you smiled doopily up at the man, feeling utter bliss when his hand came to stroke your hair.

“thank you kylo.” you whispered taking his hand and hugging it. 

he chucked at your odd but somehow cute display of affection, “you don’t have to thank me i loved every second of it” nuzzling his nose with yours, he pulled back with a big smile. 

you smiled, eyes getting heavier while feeling yourself teeter on the edge of consciousness and sleep, “i love you, kylo.” 

"you look like you need some rest," he gingerly pulled his arm from your grasp, brushing loose strands of hair out of your face and behind your ear, “i'll be here when you wake up.” 

that was all you heard before succumbing to the sleep that had taken over you. 

[lipeg]

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: Let me see, if I understand, she

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: Was it a fucking dog with a horn that was on fire?

Jaune: Hm

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: So when you left fairytale land, that dog turned into this!

Jaune: Yeah

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: That's a Japanese thing

Riccardo The demonic saint: Begin

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: This can only be Japanese, there's no other explanation, just look at her

Jaune: I don't see anything much

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: She can only have come from a Japanese, because she's blonde, ok she has heterochromia but one of her eyes is blue, she has big breasts, a criminal ass, she's 190 tall! She's got a six pack! Thighs the size of Jaune's head! Plus she's a perfect wife! Do you really think she could have come from a North American!

Jack Prince of the Eighth Circle of Hell: But American comics have always had beautiful women

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: Yes, I can't deny that! Have you ever seen one like this

Jack Prince of the Eighth Circle of Hell:....................... OK you win

Jaune: What is a Japanese?

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: A

Ken Guardian of the Fire Gates: * His oni face changes to an Asian human face *

Jaune: He reminds me of Ren * He reminds me of Ren *

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: He's more Chinese than Japanese, Asian people share very similar characteristics, you can tell the difference between a Japanese and a Chinese person

Neo: " Do you have a problem with Japanese? "

Akin, The one whose spear pierces the stars: He hates Japanese

Rodrigo Beast florist of metal: Can you hate them? The Greeks popularized incest, the Romans popularized rape, the Babylonians popularized zoophilia, the Japanese popularized tentacle sex and pedophilia

Jaune and Neo blink, they look at Riccardo

Riccardo The demonic saint: Yes, he's a racist but he has an argument that reflects on the subject

Kai, Warrior of the sea of ​​stars: It's true, he can make a Japanese hate being Japanese * Kai pointed Ken *

Vert Black Dragon: If you think about it, they could have sex with Barghest, Neo gets on her tits while Jaune sticks his cock in her.

Neo: 😯

Jaune: Barghest out of that. I won't let you corrupt my little Barghest

Riccardo The demonic saint: I want you to leave me out of it, what you do between four walls is trouble

[razorblade180-heated]

Forbidden Praise

Nora:*doing Ren’s hair*

Ren:*reading*

Blake:Truth or Dare?

Jaune:Dare. You’re safer than Yang.

Blake:Not by much.

Jaune:Uh oh.

Blake:I dare you to tell Weiss a true compliment that will fluster her.

Weiss:Why are dares more like tasks?

Yang:Ya scared?

Weiss:Not at all. It’s just really obtuse.

Jaune:What if I fail.

Ruby:You surrender your hoodie.

Blake:Yes.

Jaune:Both of you are criminals.

Yang:Shouldn’t be hard. Compliment your girlfriend.

Weiss:That’s why it’s hard. I’ve heard everything at least once. I won’t get flustered easily.

Jaune:I should’ve complimented you less for this moment in particular. Let’s see…my hoodie is on the line so I can’t hold back.

Weiss:I’d be insulted if you did. Bring your A game.

Jaune:…*lifts her chin*

Weiss:!?

Jaune:I don’t think you know how beautiful you are when your makeup is running.

RBY: EXcuSe mE!?!?

Ren and Nora: 👀

Weiss:*crimson*……

Jaune:You okay?

Weiss:….I…You…YOU….

Jaune:I think I won.

Ren:Ever heard of the saying “there are two wolves inside of you?” I’m positive one of them in Weiss wants to punch you.

Nora:Oh! I know what the other one wants to do!!!!

Yang:That other wolf is eating that complement up!

Weiss:I will hit all of you!

[howlingday]

White Knight Marital Bliss

Setting - Jaune and Weiss have been married for decades and their chemistry is pretty much Mung Daal and Truffles from Chowder.

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Jaune: She wants to go out with me?! Well, come on, out with it! Who is she? Is she cute?

Adrian: No, she's icky!

Jaune: Icky, huh? Well, it's a good thing I'm a married man.

Adrian: What if you weren't married?

Jaune: If I wasn't married? (Starry-eyed, Giggles)

Weiss: (Summons glyph)

Jaune: (Whacked in the head) I LOVE YOU, BABY~!

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Jaune: Weiss, mind the home and hearth! I'm heading into town. We need more spice!

Weiss: ...Well, I'm glad at least one of us is willing to admit it.

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Weiss: What's with all the yelling?!

Jaune: Not to worry, my beautiful snow angel, your knight in shining armor is on the case!

Weiss: Ugh! I don't have time to wait for him! You do it instead!

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Jaune: Providing support is Weiss, better known as "The Mouth".

Weiss: "The Mouth"?! What is that supposed to mean?! YOU SAYING I'M LOUD?! I'M NOT LOUD, YOU'RE LOUD! (Barking)

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Jaune: I'll do whatever it takes for you to stop ruining Griffball!

Weiss: We'll see about that! You're going down, old man!

Jaune: No! You're going down, older woman!

Weiss: No, you are!

Jaune: No, you are!

Weiss: NO, YOU!

Jaune: NO, YOU!

The two then proceed to furiously make-out in the middle of the playing field. They then shove each other off, simultaneously shouting "Get off me!"

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Weiss: Is everything ready for my elegant Atlesian lady debutante association luncheon, my big, strong, cuddly-wuddly, poopsy-woopsy yummy boo-boo bear~?

Jaune: Ready and able, my lovely snow angel~! No need to worry because everything will be perfect!

Weiss: (Sobs into his chest) Oh, thank you~! You have no idea what it's like to be surrounded by ugly men all day, every day!

Ren: (Stops, Stares at Weiss)

Adrian: (Stops, Stares at Weiss)

Weiss: (Pulls away) So, my wonderful knight, just for today, don't make me come into this kitchen for any reason at all. OR I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF.

Jaune: ...Uh, I love you, too?

Weiss: (Kisses him, Skips away giggling)

Jaune: ...Oh god, they're here. REN, RUN OVER THERE! ADRIAN, PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON!

Jaune: Remember, if Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy! (Points at you) NOT EVEN YOU!

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Weiss: Oh, and one other thing. If I hear any of you say anything bad about my husband or his hard work, so help me, I will hunt you all down, rip your arms off and poke you with them until you cry for mercy! NOW GET OUT!

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Jaune: Oh! Oh! You did not just give me the hand! Ooh! Ooh! It's on now, GIRL-FRIEND! (Picks up rock, Tosses a few feet)

Cinder: Ha! You throw like an old woman!

Weiss: That is not true! I throw MUCH better than he can! (Uses glyph to lift boulder, Bullseye)

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Weiss: Jaune?! WHY YOU...

Jaune: Um! Uh! This is a dream!

Weiss: No... You're NEVER in my dreams!

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Jaune: Great... She's using fireworks.

Weiss: I completely forgot what fireworks are.

Weiss: In my marriage!

Weiss: WHO SAID THAT?!

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Jaune: No.

Weiss: Yes!

Jaune: No!

Weiss: Yes!

Adrian: Fight! Fight!

DING!

Jaune: (Limbers up in one corner)

Weiss: (Barking in the other)

Jaune: (Pinned by Weiss)

Weiss: (Spider-Man kicks him)

Jaune: (Broken over her knee)

Ren: (Holding Weiss' hand high)

Weiss: We will do the mission!

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Adrian: Uncle Jaune, are women always this emotionally draining?

Jaune: No! Of course not!

Weiss: (Opens big faucet in Jaune's chest, Filling cup with emotions) Ah~!

Adrian: (Watches in horror)

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Adrian: I'm back! Here's the white-haired melon you needed!

Jaune: But we already put in the white-haired- Uh-oh... (Opens oven)

Weiss: (Inside the oven, Growling)

Jaune: (Slams shut) Not done yet! Adrian, we need to talk about your shot attention span-

Ren: Mhm.

Weiss: (Inside the oven) OH, DARLING~!

Jaune: RUN, MAN! RUN!

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Jaune: Oh hiya, Weiss! Did you have a good trip to the store?

Weiss: Mhm. Yup. No problems at all.

Weiss: EXCEPT FOR THE PART WHERE MY GIANT BUTT WRECKED THE TOWN!

Jaune: Your what did who know?

Weiss: Jaune, be honest with me. Have I become a little... PLUMP IN THE RUMP?!

Jaune: ...Adrian, cover your ears. Um... No?

Weiss: Was that a question?

Jaune: N-No.

Weiss: So I put on weight?

Jaune: I didn't say that.

Weiss: So I need to go on a diet?

Jaune: I didn't say that!

Weiss: Come on, out with it! Have I become

Weiss: FFFFAAAAA...?

Adrian: Fat? Yeah!

Jaune: (Covers Adrian's mouth)

Weiss: S-So it's true! (Runs off crying)

Jaune: Adrian, life lesson number one; never tell a woman she's fat.

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Jaune: Well... I give up. If anybody needs me, I'll be spending quality time with Weiss.

Adrian: It's that bad, huh?

Jaune: Yup. That bad.

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Weiss: And here I thought I married a huntsman, not a crybaby!

Ren: Ooh~!

Jaune: WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT?!

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Weiss: I love you, darling~.

Jaune: I love you, too, pumpkin~.

Weiss: What do you mean pumpkin? You sayin' I'm orange and round? Is that how you see me?

Jaune: No! Of course not, dumpling!

Weiss: Oh, so now I'm a dumpling?! I'm puffy and stuffed with meat and cheese! Is that it?!

Jaune: No, honey, that's not-!

Weiss: (Readies glyph) HONEY?! OH, SO NOW I'M ALL STICKY AND GOOEY?!

Jaune: No! You're, uh, my dilly-dally-daloo!

Weiss: ...Aw~! You're lucky I have no idea what that is.

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Jaune: I've got the blueprints right here! (Opens scroll, Shows off lewd Weiss)

Adrian: My eyes! (Screaming in pain)

Ren: Jaune!

Jaune: Oh, right! Heh heh! Wrong picture! (Taps) Here we go! (Shows off lewd Ren)

Adrian: MY EYES ARE BLEEDING! (Screaming louder)

Ren: JAUNE-!

Jaune: I know, I know! I said I'd deleted it.

[crucifiedfaerie]

Sparring Sessions ༉₊˚✧

Kylo Ren x Fem!Reader

➴ Summary: When Snoke makes you his training partner against his wishes, Kylo vows to make your little sessions as nightmarish as possible. But it gets increasingly more difficult for him as his feelings for you grow.

➴ Word Count: 3.2k

➴ Warnings: no actual smut but lots of sexual tension and slightly implied smut so 18+ MDNI, slowburn ??, snoke in his matchmaker era ???, reader's AND kylo's POV, kylo ren is a mean emotionally stunted dickhead as always, mean!kylo to soft!kylo, so much tension and mutual pining, reader has some fire in her and doesn't take his bs, crylo ren, A LOT of angst, a little bit of fluff, swearing, typos and saint being illiterate probably.

➴ Taglist: ( @enviedear @capitanostella @teapartydreams )

A/N: guys i kinda hate how this turned out. but idk im chronically too hard on myself at all times so maybe im just in my head about it. nonetheless, i really hope you guys enjoy. theres no smut in this one, and it is a oneshot currently, but if you guys do actually like it and request a part two, i will definitely consider making a part two with smut. also adam driver is sooo sexy in that gif like... LOOK AT HIM !!

Kylo Ren was always a loner at heart, sparing little attention towards his peers, let alone attempting to seek out positive relationships with them. He simply preferred to be left alone, his hot-headedness couldn't handle a person even remotely getting in his way.

The day Snoke told him he would be getting a training partner, he retreated to his quarters and threw what can only be described as a temper tantrum. His lightsaber shrieked as he swung at the durasteel walls, shouting profanities with each hit.

The following morning when you enthusiastically offered your hand to shake, Kylo simply stared at you. His dark eyes narrowed as they flitted from your outstretched hand to your face in a deadly glare. "We are not, and will not be friends... let's make that very clear." He stated coldly.

However, with each passing day, his hatred for you turned into something different. Despite Kylo's annoyance, he couldn't deny how beautiful you looked and he was constantly catching himself lowering his gaze to your lips.

As the months passed, your relationship built on hate evolved into a strange competition of who could annoy each other the most. Your constant bickering had even started to piss off the Stormtroopers.

The two of you would spend the first ten minutes of your sessions arguing over who got the shittier, cracked training saber. Kylo's favorite excuse being "I won more matches yesterday so I should get the better one." He'd use that even if it weren't true, as if he were hoping you'd somehow forgotten you'd beaten him multiple times the day before.

Some mornings you would breeze past him as he walked down the hall to the training bay. You'd sprint through the doors and hear his footsteps quicken behind you. Your level of speed was something Kylo could never match, which always made him mad. By the time he would make it through the doors, you would already be holding the better training saber, twirling it around in your hand. "Too slow, Ren." You would sneer at him.

Other times, Kylo would arrive to the training bay early, knowing by now that being punctual wasn't necessarily your thing. When you would try to take it from him, he would raise the saber as far as he could in the air, smirking as he took pleasure in watching your futile attempts to jump up and reach it. If Kylo's speed was inferior to yours, your height was most certainly inferior to Kylo's.

He would tell himself he hated how physically close you were to him in those moments, but deep down he knew that wasn't true. Each brush of fabric or slight bump against his side made his heart race... made him feel... something. And whatever it was, he resented you for making him feel that way.

This morning you had woken up feeling different. Your feelings for Kylo had been slowly evolving as well, and you seemed to be unable to get his dark eyes and stupid smirk out of your head. Truth be told, you were beginning to grow tired of how he treated you like some nuisance he only found pleasure in tormenting. As you walked down the quiet halls of Starkiller, you decided you were in no mood for his games today.

"Ten minutes late." Kylo shook his head, "That has got to be a new personal record." He jeered.

You scoff at him and roll your eyes, ignoring his jab and walking past him to pick up the damaged training saber he left for you. With your feet planted firmly on the floor, you take a fighting stance, waiting for him to make the first move.

Kylo lunged at you and instinctively you ducked, catching his saber with your own before pushing it away from your body.

You blocked each other's attacks in silence, the only sounds that filled the room were yours and Kylo's breathing and the clicks of dull metal blades hitting each other.

Kylo watched you intently with a dark gaze, gritting his teeth. Your fiery attitude always amused him. It was something he secretly really liked about you, so your silence today was unnerving. The longer you ignored him, the more he wanted to catch your attention.

"Hey." He said in a low tone as he dodged another one of your attacks.

Your eyes snap to his, narrowing. "What?"

Kylo took in your annoyed expression as a smirk tugged at his lips. He stepped closer, attempting to take a swipe at your abdomen with his blade before answering.

"You're looking lovely today." He smirked, attempting to catch you off guard.

You jumped back from his attack, his blade mere inches from making contact with your skin. "Very funny, Ren." You rolled your eyes, emphasizing his name in a sneer.

Kylo slightly shrugged, still smirking. "Why's it funny? Am I not allowed to compliment you?" He challenged, his tone still teasing.

"Not when it's laced with sarcasm." You mock his tone, taking another hard swing at him.

Kylo's lips curled into a smug grin as he catches your blade with his, pausing his attacks to look down at you, blades still touching. "But what if it isn't sarcasm?" He mused. In reality, he did genuinely think you looked lovely, but in the moment he was being sarcastic to get a reaction from you.

You laughed, ignoring his question. "You know for someone who hates my guts, you sure do try to make quite a bit of conversation with me." You took the opportunity to use your saber to knock his from his hands, sending it to the floor with a clatter. "I'd even say you have a crush on me or something." You jabbed, smirking.

Kylo's jaw clenched at your words, his fists tightening as he watched his saber fall to the ground. He tried to hide that your words struck a nerve with him, and that you were completely right. He did hate you... once upon a time, but things were different now and he absolutely despised how easily you could call him on his bullshit.

"Fucking- shut up." He snapped.

You let out a small huff of a laugh. He was never good at hiding his anger.

"With pleasure." You dropped your saber to the floor and gave a sarcastic curtsy before walking past him, bumping shoulders with him on purpose as you made your way to the door.

Kylo's eye twitched. "You-" He was filled with an insurmountable amount of rage at your audacity. You had really gotten under his skin this time. "Where do you think you're going? Training doesn't end for another two hours." He demanded, his tone shifting dramatically towards cold authority.

You groaned in annoyance. "To my quarters to be alone... Away from you! I'm done for the day."

Kylo scoffed at you, his ego bruised. "Of course you're going to run off. You're too much of a baby to train with me." He stepped in front of you, blocking your straight path to the door as he crossed his arms.

"Asshole." You rolled your eyes and muttered under your breath before swiftly darting around him and out the door, leaving him alone in the training room.

His pride was hurt, and he wasn't going to let this go. He stood in the training bay doorway and shouted at you down the hall. "You know what? Don't bother coming back tomorrow! I'll tell Snoke having you as a training partner was a mistake, that you'll never be good enough to train with me."

"Fine!" You shouted back at him, waving your hand in the air behind you and not even turning to look in his direction. "I'm done being treated like scum by you anyways!" You turn the corner, leaving him standing at the end of the empty hall.

Panic and regret instantly washed over him as he watched you disappear around the corner. Kylo didn't actually want you gone, he only said it to get under your skin. He wasn't expecting you to so nonchalantly agree.

Why did I do that?

Kylo tried so hard to resist the thoughts and feelings he had for you that plagued his mind, how just the sight of you made him feel... funny. He always thought that maybe if he was mean enough to you, they would go away. But now with you gone completely, the feelings only rose to the surface.

"Fuck." He muttered to himself as he leaned on the doorframe, face in his hands.

When he looked up his expression hardened, noticing a Stormtrooper in the training bay staring at him. "What are you looking at!?" He yelled.

That night you laid on your bed staring at the ceiling, replaying the events in your head, which only made you angrier.

You massaged your temples in annoyance. "Stupid fucking man-child with his stupid fucking beautiful face and h-"

Your mumbling was interrupted by a light tapping at your door. It was pretty late, and most of the crew was asleep, so you were confused as to who would be knocking on your door at this hour. You were in no mood to talk to anyone though, so you just laid there, hoping whoever it was would go away.

After a few moments of silence, you heard Kylo's voice on the other side of the door.

"It's uh... It's me. I know you can hear me." The sound of his voice caught you off guard, his tone was one you'd never heard from him before. He sounded almost... sheepish.

"I'm sleeping." You shout back to him.

You thought you heard him let out a small laugh. "No you aren't. I just wanted to talk to you. Just- Can I come in? Please?" There was a slight whine to his voice.

You got up and swung the door open, glaring at him. "What?" You gestured for him to enter, your annoyance with him clear from your expression and hand movements.

Kylo stepped into your room, before you practically slammed it shut. He looked as if he were trying to look everywhere but directly at you. "I just... wanted you to know I'm..." He couldn't even finish his sentence. "I shouldn't have said what I said earlier."

You laughed, leaning against your door. "Are you in my room... apologizing to me right now? I'm sorry I just wanna make sure I'm not in some weird dream." You looked at him with a mixture of amusement and perplexity.

Kylo scoffed at you, trying to hide the slight strain in his voice. "I'm not apologizing. I'm just being... courteous... for once."

"..... Courteous?" You laughed, unable to hide how much enjoyment you were getting from this.

He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, shifting slightly. "Look, just because I'm here doesn't mean I'm not still pissed at you. I'm not saying I'm sorry. I do still despise you, after all."

"Oh, sure." You said sarcastically, nodding your head. "Because when I despise a person, I definitely feel the need to come to their room at midnight to explain myself."

Kylo's eye twitched as you called him out. "I do despise you! I just realized I may have gone too far, so don't be so full of yourself. Gods- I wouldn't have come here if I knew you'd be such a nightmare!"

You sighed, the amusement fading back into hurt and contempt. "If you only came here to insult me and make the situation worse, you can leave and never see me again. Which I'm sure you would love."

He took a step closer to you, pausing before speaking as a twinge of guilt crossed his expression. "Please stay." He tried to sound stern, but he knew he was in no position to give you any commands. "Look... just... come back to training tomorrow." He could feel the power slipping through his fingers.

You've gone soft, Ren. Lost your edge.

Your eyes narrowed as you glared at him. "I'll see you tomorrow." You said coldly, opening the door and gesturing for him to leave.

Kylo's brow furrowed, his ego bruised once again by your attitude towards him, but relieved that you agreed to stay. "Fine." He replied, a glint of anger returning to his eyes.

He went to storm out of your quarters, before stopping in his tracks just outside your door. "I... goodnight." He sounded pained.

What is wrong with me?

You laughed at him again, which only made him seethe. When he turned around to say something though, he realized you had already shut the door, leaving him in the dark emptiness of the hallway.

Kylo clenched his fists, his eyes burning with anger and want. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself, trying to ignore the nagging thought of just... being honest with you about his feelings. Apologizing and asking you to come with him back to his chambers.

Don't be fucking stupid, Ren. She wouldn't want that. Just go now and save yourself the embarrassment.

He walked back towards his quarters, his head hung low, thoughts racing. When he entered his room, he slowly made his way to his bed before collapsing on the soft, dark sheets.

He attempted to rationalize the situation in his head, tried to brush off the entire interaction as nothing.

It's fine. This is just how we are. Tomorrow, we'll go back to normal.

Except none of it felt normal anymore.

Kylo was a mess. The entire ordeal had knocked him completely off balance, making him question himself for the first time. He took a deep breath, the anger in his heart fading to soul crushing emptiness.

Gods- Why am I like this? Every time I want to be kind, I end up going cold and pushing her even further away... I couldn't even say I was sorry and now she fucking hates me.

I dont even know why I want to be so nice to her, she constantly has an attitude and she acts like she's better than me.

His heart sank as he realized.

She is better than me.

He fought back tears, ashamed by his own weakness. Kylo laid completely still, taking a few more deep breaths before finally surrendering.

He shuddered as tears began to fall, and for the first time in his life, he wished he had someone there who he didn't have to hide his pain from.

You sat on the edge of your bed, knee bouncing and staring at the floor. Your mind was running a million light years a minute as you argued with yourself, your heartache and your anger having a moral battle.

I shouldn't have been so harsh, he seemed genuinely remorseful there for a moment... until I made fun of him.

Oh please. Ren is never remorseful about anything. He just enjoys tormenting me at training and was worried about losing that.

But there was an air about Kylo tonight... something different. Something softer that only a trained eye could have seen. And you saw it, you know you did. It was something you had never seen from him before.

I need to talk to him.

You quickly stood up and rushed out the door of your quarters. You didn't make it twenty feet down the hallway before you ran into something- someone.

You yelped at the sudden collision. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness of the quiet hallway you looked up and your eyes connected with Kylo's. Usually he had this perpetual expression of anger on his face, but now he looked... sad?

It's him.

It's her.

Kylo froze, his body tensing slightly once he realized you were mere inches from him. He had a second realization, and a small wave of excitement and nervousness washed over him.

Did she come to see me too?

"W-what are you doing here?" You whispered, not wanting to admit you were headed to see him.

"What are you doing here?" Kylo asked back, tilting his head. The truth was, he had just finished crying and he was fighting the urge to tell you how badly he needed you. How every time you're near him he finds himself gazing at your lips. How he absolutely adores your fiery attitude that always comes out the most during your sparring sessions, despite how much he pretended to hate it. It was a losing battle, he could only hide how he felt for so long.

"I asked first..." You attempt to retort, but trailing off as you notice his tear stained cheeks in the dim lighting of the hallway. Your expression softens. "Ren, have you been crying?"

Before you could even begin to process the foreign idea of someone as cold as Kylo crying, your face was in his hands and his lips were crashing into yours.

You froze initially, before melting into him. His kiss was full of need, months of tension snapping as your lips moved against his. He moved his hands down to wrap his arms around you. His grip on you was gentle but he held you tightly, as if he feared you would disappear at any moment.

Kylo pulled away just for a moment to breathe, pressing his forehead against yours. His heart raced with emotion, and his body felt entirely out of his control.

"I don't care if you hate me, I just couldn't survive much longer without telling you how much I need you." His voice was soft but there was a tinge of desperation to it.

Your fingers snaked their way through his dark locks. "I never hated you, I just thought you hated me." You smiled slightly, out of breath.

The energy from your touch and your words surged through Kylo's body, any remnants of the fear and contempt he felt just hours ago had now disappeared completely.

"I only ever hated myself for feeling something I didn't understand. But I understand now." He whispered before kissing you again, this time more urgently.

You were everything Kylo ever wanted. Your touch, your voice, your presence. Everything about you enchanted him and in that moment he felt like he had known you for far longer than he actually had. He couldn't stop kissing you, and he never wanted to stop.

Instinctively, you moaned against his mouth. The sound of the sweet noises he drew from you made his whole body feel like it was on fire. He pushed you against the durasteel wall, his lips sliding down your neck and then back up to your mouth. He smirked against your skin at your soft gasps of pleasure.

Kylo pulled away again for a moment, his dilated eyes locked on yours as he breathed heavily. He quickly took your hand into his own, gripping it tightly before taking a few steps back, pulling you away from the wall and leading you down the hallway to his quarters.

The sounds of your hushed laughter and shushing of each other filled the quiet of the hallway as you both practically ran hand in hand. If someone else had been in the halls, you would have looked like two school children running off to do something you shouldn't.

You knew you would both be late to training tomorrow morning, and so did he... but neither of you really cared.

[airyal245]

Art for An Artist's True Passion by @belovedeerii

I'm really enjoying it and can't wait for more!! Martyn's devotion to Ren is so beautiful. I loved him agonizing over what to do when Ren was finished. Now he has no choice but to keep him <3

[craziechwiv]

The Paladin and their Succubus frenemy - 3.5

Still at the tavern, our team of heroes decide to formally meet their new teammate who has suddenly appear out of the blue. Everyone is intent on knowing who she is and how she got into contact with their group, and most importantly, what does she bring to the table besides the word of their leader.

And the champion and very keen on finding out why she was so close to the leader, both in sitting right next to him and...whenever he slides alil further away from her, she'd slide closer to him. And why was she looking at him like that? All of this just made Pyrrha question if Ren was telling the truth or a misfortune. Could it be that Jaune has been seeing someone behind her- er, their team's back?

???: Pyrrha?

She would not have it, for all she knows, this mysterious woman possibly put a spell on her Ja- leader...making him fall in love with her. Or has some blackmail on him so he is forced to love her! She must know the truth.

???: Pyrrha!

She'll interrogate the girl when their alone, and if she shows her true colors to her, she won't hesitate to dispatch the foe. For their safety, and for her Jau-

Jaune: PYRRHA!

Pyrrha: AH! Y-Yes Jaune?

Too bad for Pyrrha, she has been staring and giving Ruby a deathly glare ever since they sat down. While Jaune was concerned about the whole situation, Ruby just looked back at Pyrrha with a smug look. Nora and Ren we're sitting beside Pyrrha on each side...but further away in their seats to not get in the way in case she instinctly pulled out her weapon.

Pyrrha: Ahem, sorry. Uhm, so Ms. Ruby...where are you from again?

Ruby: It's quite already first off. I am from an...eventful place lets call it.

Ren: And where is this 'eventful place' you speak of?

Ruby: It's an island called Patch. As soon as I became old enough to travel by myself, I did just that. Although coming here wasn't the nicest welcome as I was attacked by bandits...

Ren: Ah, there has been rumors of bandits becoming more frequent as of late, hopefully they didn't take much from you.

Ruby: Actually, they didn't even take anything. I took care of them myself.

Ren: Really?

Nora: Oooh, how? How?!

Ruby: With this beauty~!

Ruby pulls out a bulky stick that was latched onto her back, and as the others took a look at it, Ruby clicked a button and it became the same scythe Jaune saw.

Nora: WOAH!

Ren: That is...something,

Pyrrha: Indeed, it seems to be masterfully made to.

Ruby: Hehe yeah. It's a gift from my mom, uh...'gods' rest her soul on that remark. But uh, I am quite proficient in it. Always have been after my dad figured he couldn't keep me tied to home for much longer...so now I'm here. And I want to join your team if I can.

The rest of the team just looked at her with skeptical looks, making both Ruby and Jaune a bit tense at the moment. However, Pyrrha stood up and walked towards where Ruby was sitting. The small girl looked at Pyrrha with a anxious look, preparing for the worst...until she saw Pyrrha extend her hand.

Pyrrha: Then, let me be the uh...second to welcome to our team. A friend of Jaune is a friend of ours and we'll do whatever we can to make you feel welcomed here.

Ruby gave a small smile back to Pyrrha and shook her hand tightly.

Ruby: Thanks, I hope to be by your side till the day we all die.

Ren: Speaking of, how did you and Jaune meet?

Jaune: Uhh...

Ruby: Uhm...funny story about that.

P+R: ?

...

Nora: BAHAHAHAHA! OH MY SIDES...THEY HURT~! HAHAHA

Ren: So you thought Jaune was a threat when you both crossed paths at said village he was sent to survey...and nearly killed him?

Ruby, who was looking down at the floor embarrassed: Y-Yep...that's the story.

Nora: HAHAHAHAHA, OH I REALLY NEED ANOTHER DRINK FOR THIS SHIT! BAR KEEP~! POUR MAMA ANOTHER MUG WILL YA?!

Pyrrha:

Jaune: Uhm, you alright Py-

Pyrrha: We're gonna have a talk when we get back to home, Mr. Arc.

Jaune: Oh gods...

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