#sorry if the read on them isnt right but i love them both

[amatres]

💎💎💎 from Layla, please! For whomever you perfer

bold of you to not think i would do both swans, i adore them both

Zrise: Layla is quiet, a look of almost… grief at the thought of Zrise. “Zrise… he is a soul fate has truly been cruel to, isn’t he? To be hurt by someone who should have loved him, so thoroughly… Many of our kind suffer from�� what we are, but him even more so. This life was not intended for him, he knew a life before becoming like this, one where he was just a young boy who wanted to be loved. And he is continuously denied the choice of what to do with the bloodlust forced upon him. One could say he does, but does he truly? When his only other choice is death?” 

She turns to look out the window, a silence falling over the room as she seems lost in her thoughts. “... Is it presumptuous of me? To think of Arthur when I look at him? He… he carries this air of being… lost. Just like him...”  Idly, she strums her fingers on the desk she sits on, before turning her head back to look at you. “And just like him, he inflicts his pain back on those he comes across. He believes himself in the right to do so. That those they hurt are… weak for it. That cycle of pain, it can grab hold of you and drag you down before you can even blink. I… He will hate to hear it, but I do truly pity him. He is a monster of his own mother’s creation. May he know some form of peace, someday.”

Lariel: Layla's face brightens at Lariel's name. "Oh, Lariel! She is such a sweet girl, isn't she? Kind and thoughtful, she is always someone I enjoy spending time with. And yet, she carries this resilience! She has gone through so much, and yet she holds onto this hope, this belief, that love could be out there!” 

Turning around, you see Layla grab some flowers before turning to you. “I admire her, truly. I think she is a wonderful person, who deserves the love she dreams of so. She deserves the world, and to find out who she is out from under her family’s thumb.” She twirls the flowers in between her fingers before handing over one to you. “One day… One day she will find that love. More than that, I think she will find herself. And a world willing to embrace her. She is a beautiful person, inside and out. It is hard not to love her.” 

A thought seems to come to her, and she jumps off the desk she was sitting on, excitement on her face. “Oh, I must go see her, actually! She keeps to herself so much, but I think I can get her to dance with me at least once tonight, don’t you? It will be so much fun!”

[lemongogo]

they should get to kill each other at least twice .i think

[phagodyke]

i will ALWAYS be salty abt the ed-sheeranification of one ok rock (one of my fave personality-building anecdotes i explain at parties to ppl getting to know me) but the fact is that takas voice is soooo hot he could sing the words on the back of a milk carton to the tune of a t*ylor sw*ft song + id probably still listen to him. sorry

[azrakaban]

Heyyy how are youu?

I saw your resquests are open and i wanted to ask:

Enemies to lover with the boys? Mattheo pretty please and reader being a hufflepuff?

Like the whole you meet and both hate each other from the start for years because reader is always in her own world reading caring for magical creatures but she isnt afraid to talk back to them when they're arguing (like calling them players or returning their insults) until one of them as a 'fuck it' moment and kisses the reader and confess their love?

Sorry that was long thank you for taking time to read and thank you if you do write it 🤭💋

I'm great my lovely! Having a good day? Did you drink and eat 2day? :)

actually fr giggled and blushed when making this tbh, have so many Hufflepuff friends so basing this off of them <3 Also totally happy to write for Mattheo hes so bbg !

Careful - Mattheo Riddle

Mattheo Riddle didn't like you. That was clear to anyone who saw you two interact, and honestly, there never seemed to be any kind of reason behind it.

The assumption was just basic house prejudice, but Mattheo was fine with other Hufflepuffs, so why were you so 'special'? You knew he had it in him to be nice, heck, you'd harboured a crush on him since third year, so why now had he decided to be an ass?

Maybe it was that you had a habit of tripping over certain uneven flagstones when reading, or accidentally smashing bottles in potions because you'd spotted a niffler. But you couldn't help being clumsy, right?

Everytime something like that happened, Mattheo would give a sigh and eye roll, which made you upset, naturally. It's not like you wanted to fall over!

As a result you would confront him and he would say the obvious. 'you're so uncoordinated it's almost painful to watch.' Well unfortunately for you, it actually was painful.

So you could imagine the reaction when Snape paired you for potions.

"Careful."

"Shut up, I am being."

A quiet sigh.

"CAREFUL!" He threw out a hand to steady a jar of frogspawn you had nearly knocked over. You glared at him.

"It wasn't my fault, it was in an awkward place..." You said quietly.

Mattheo rolled his eyes, with that same sigh. "I'm sure it was."

You rolled your eyes, mocking him. He raised an eyebrow.

"Mocking me? Real mature n/n." You mocked him again, and he copied you.

"Mr Riddle, Ms L/N, something you'd like to share?" Snape said acidly. You quickly stopped, shaking your heads.

"No sir."

Once he had turned away, Mattheo muttered to you. "Your fault."

You gasped, offended. "It was yours, whore!" You replied indignantly.

Mattheo scoffed, trying to continue work on the potion. You pushed him to the side, and he looked at you in shock for a second, before pushing you out the way.

You did the same, and it turned into a war, before you both pushed at the same time and ended up on the floor.

"L/N, Riddle, Detention." Snape said greasily. "And leave the class."

You both packed your things, flushing, and left.

"Your fault." He murmured, smirking.

"Honestly fuck you." You replied.

"Careful."

"Shut up."

"CAREFUL!"

You turned, glaring. "How about, until told otherwise, I'll be careful?"

Mattheo rolled his eyes. "Good idea."

You two were stuck in detention together, polishing trophies. Mattheo sniggered.

"You should get one for falling over, your face seems to have magnetic attraction to the floor." You bit back an exasperated scream.

"Look, I don't get why you hate me Mattheo, but just stop!"

"y/n-"

"No, no, just shut up! Can you just stop?"

"Y/N-"

"I don't like it when I fall over, it hurts, but you seem to be a sadist on some level-"

"Okay fuck it, I'm just going to shut you up."

Mattheo kissed you then, cupping your face in his hands, pulling back after a few seconds.

"I don't like it when you fall over either, you know, y/n." He said, rolling his eyes. "I can tell it hurts, so it irritates me that you're not more careful! You get hurt, Y/N, I see the bruises, and that hurts me too. Just... look out for yourself? For me?" He pleaded with you.

You froze, trying to process.

"Okay so... you don't hate me?" You said, confused.

"No actually, I kiss all the people I hate to shut them up. Oh look, here comes Potter, I'd better give him a snog. NO, Y/N, I DON'T HATE YOU." He laughed.

You giggled quietly, then smirked. "You like me." You said in a sing song voice.

Mattheo flushed slightly. "Do not." He grumbled.

"Youuuuu like meeee." You sang, giggling.

He kissed you again, effectively shutting you up as you kissed him back.

"You like me too though, y/n, let's not forget that." He smirked.

"You know you can't just kiss me every time you need me to be quiet." He laughed at that.

"Don't worry, I plan on kissing you a lot more than that. Though you do have quite a tendency to yap." He reminded you.

You poked your tongue out, moving back to the trophies to continue your detention, and nearly tripping over another wobbly flagstone.

"CAREFUL!"

Love and thanks for the request, hope this was what you were looking for, remember to eat and drink water <3

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: idia shroud celebrates your birthday!!

COMMENTS: a birthday present for @twstchatterbox the MOON to my SUN the DYNAMIC to my DUO the BLACK CAT to my GOLDEN RETRIEVER!!!! i love you lots and lots i am so glad we are friends i am squeezing you so tight from the other side of the world.

i wanted to keep this a surprise and i HOPE I SURPRISED YOU i hope you didnt see this coming sjdjdsjdj you have given me so many gifts from your doodles of me to your doodles of US to all the interests you've shared with me to looking out for me all this time AND EVEN STAYING UP LATE TO TALK TO ME?? I AM SO SORRY FOR YOUR SLEEP SCHEDULE

i hope you have the best birthday ever you deserve so much so take this awkward gamer boy. you know your lore. i know your lore. i tried to incorporate it and im sure only you will understand it but thats the point isnt it?

THIS IS GOING ON TOO LONG. I SHOULD HAVE MADE THIS A SEPARATE POST. ANYWAYS. GO READ IT I LOVE YOU

You cross your arms over your chest, amused as the blue package floats silently over to you. It stops right in front of you and a flickering screen loads from a small projector propped on the top of the box.

accept quest?

yes. no.

It’s ridiculous of him to put a no option. You press the yes option and a cheerful jingle rings from the speakers as the package drops at your feet. Bending over, you scoop it into your arms, a delicate smile on your face. You can feel quite a few gazes on your back but you opt to ignore them, walking out of your dorm and towards the source of your gift.

Ever since the events of winter break, you’d become far more accustomed to the halls of Ignihyde. The students seem to have grown more accustomed to you in turn, although some still scamper away from you.

There was only so much that could be done, you think. Besides, your presence here was not because of them. You were here for their Housewarden.

As you reached his door, you wasted no time reaching out to knock. Each tap of your knuckles against his door was crisp and loud, just in case he was wearing his headphones. The corners of your lips lift into a smile as you hear him shuffling around, no doubt checking up on his room to make sure it’s just the normal amount of messy but not too messy lest you get suspicious that he’s a slob or that he cleaned just for you.

You already know he did, though.

“Are you going to keep me waiting?” you call out teasingly, tapping your foot on the polished floors.

The door creaks open slowly, and the soft pink glow of Idia's hair lights up his face. Your heart takes a tumble in your chest.

“Hi.” you breathe, “I wanted to open your gift with you.”

Idia squeaks and opens the door to let you inside, rocking back and forth on his heels.

“Um, okay. Thanks.” he says, mumbling each word as if he isn’t sure what he’s saying at all, “You, uh, didn’t have to do that.”

“But I want to.” you refute, and you both understand what would have come after that.

So let me do this.

“Okay.” he jams his hands into his pocket and shrugs, always so awkward around you but so obvious, “I hope you like it.”

“I’ll love it.” you reassure him.

After all, a heart as kind as Idia Shroud’s wouldn’t pick anything but the best.

[ac3ifix]

Saiki or tsukishima with a male reader my beloved ❤️ i just love when the emotionally constipated boys have to deal with having feelings for someone, i’d love to request one (or both) of them hanging out with trans male reader and just then realising they are head over heels in like <3

Yea sorry for being gone for a month. I dont have an excuse other than I didnt feel like writing at all so yea.. Sorry ab that. Love you guys tho!!

Also, sorry if this isnt quite what you wanted, its sorta rushed and honestly not my best work at all. Also I know you mentioned trans reader but theres really no specifications on whether the reader is trans or not.

Tsukishima doesn’t understand love.

This story features: Clueless character, confusion, mutual understanding, sfw, fluff, boys kissing, height difference, can be read as either tmale or cmale

Wc: 408

He never really got it, why he was so unbelievably drawn to you. How he smiled when you laughed and how he was ready to kill someone when you were upset. Tsukishima Kei was infatuated by you. He walked with you to class, you watched his games, and he just enjoyed your company so much. He couldn’t understand it. Until one day he was talking with Yamaguchi.

“Hey Tsuki?” Yamaguchi had asked

“Hm?” He responded “What is it?”

“Do you.. uhm.. This is kinda an odd question but.. do you.. like (Name)?”

Tsukishimas eyes widen and he found himself saying,

“I think so..”

So thats what it was. Like, maybe even love. He liked you. He didnt know how he was going to deal with this newfound knowledge but now he understood what his feelings were. He had never had a girlfriend before, let alone a boyfriend, and he had no idea how to approach the idea of a crush. He was confused to say the least. And to be perfectly honest, that was all he thought about for the next couple of days. How was he going to tell you? He began to avoid you in the hallway, putting distance between you two as the truth became more evident to him. He knew he had to face it eventually so when you came up to him, tears staining your face, his face dropped.

“Who the fuck-“ He swore, cupping your cheeks in his hand.

“Why..Why have you been ignoring me Ts-Tsuki?” You asked him, your voice breaking.

“What- I haven-“ Oh. He realised. He had been avoiding you, hadnt he?

“Yes you have! You’ve been avoiding me like the fucking plague!” You said, tears beginning to fall again.

“Look, (Name) its.. Geez, this is hard to say… Its because I..I like you, I think..” He said, looking away from you in embarrassment.

Your eyes widened, you were dumbfounded, thats why he had been ignoring you? You had thought something had happened, you had assumed the worst.

“Tsuki..?” You mumbled, wiping your eyes.

“Hm..?” He said, now facing you again, shamefully.

You leaned forward, stood on your tip toes, and gave him a kiss. It was a soft kiss and he was surprisingly good at it, his hands ended up on your waist as he kissed you right back. You were both disappointed when the kiss ended.

Pulling away you muttered “I-I think I like you too, Tsukishima.”

[solar4seekstron]

TFA!Megatron x Cybertronian!Femme!Reader Oneshot: Spikeblocked

You have been with Megatron for a very long time. Becoming his sparkmate as you truly loved him……once. But overtime it became harder and harder to stand up to him as he rules over the decepticons.

You were only a few inches shorter then him and he loved you dearly. He always loved having you around his arms even as others are around.

One night you were reading a data pad.

You felt a bit of a shiver running up your spine as you hear the doors open. That’s when Megatron soon walks in and sees you. A smile soon forming on his sleep.

He’d then come over and sit next to you on the berth.

Both of your backs facing the door as he moves an arm to be around your back.

His dermas then kissing the side of your helm as you placed your data pad down. You both then looked at each other before pressing your dermas together.

The kiss was…nice. Not much passion. Telling you soon what he really wants just by the kiss. As you laid back. He soon smothered you in more kisses. As the make out session was getting more and more….heated.

The door soon slams open. It being Starscream. He’d start walking in. Megatron sitting up a bit as you looked at them. Thanking Primus.

Megatron only groaned and got up. He had work to do.

Eventually when it came to him taking a break in his throne room. You’d then make your way toawrds him. He had called for you prior. Asking for everyone to leave.

As you stood there he gently patted his thigh. Having a frown on his dermas as he looked down at you. You’d make your way to sit on his lap. His cervos on your waist as he pulled you closer.

He lets out a soft chuckle while your dermas connected with his. The kiss lasting for a good while. But then. Well.

The ship started to shake. Megatron placing his arms more around you as he looked around. Your cervos gripping his shoulders. The ship was being attacked by the Autobots ship lead by ultra Magnus.

You both sighed. Him annoyed. You relieved.

And so another battle insues. You of course being locked up so no one will find you as the Autobots try to stop. Megatron. Only to lose.

He would be able to finally get his way….right after.

Sorry this one isnt as interesting as the Optimus Prime spikeblock fic. There isnt much to go off of but maybe one day I’ll redo it and it’ll be better lol. I hope you guys were able to still enjoy this and liked what I cam up with here.

As always a repost is appreciated and I hope you guys have a good rest fo your day.

[darlink-xoxo]

MEMORIZED BY YOU!ੈ̊♡

in which, a boy thinks he's in need of medical attention

but he's really just in love..

GIF isnt mine

─ͥ─ͦ─ͮ─ͤ➼♥

just shoto being blissfully unaware of how whipped he is 💕

read pt2 here

Warnings: Oblivious Shoto, Shoto in Denial, Puppy Love 🫶.. spelling mistakes

❥ · ﾟ₊ he blinked when a hand waved itself in front of his face. glancing at his surroundings, shoto's brows lightly scrunched together as he tried to remember where he was. oh right, he was in the middle of eating lunch in the cafeteria. turning to look at who waved in his face, he was greeted by his friends looking at him with smug faces.

".. hello?"

"sorry to interrupt you todoroki, but you were spaced out for a few minutes now." izuku spoke with a small smile.

ochako leaned over towards tsu and whispered something, before both started giggling with fox grins. shoto blinked, confusion clear on his face, he looked towards tenya who cleared his throat.

the engine quirk user pointed behind him to a table over with a sly smile on his face. shoto's head tilted as he looked over, his breath seemed to leave him as his eyes landed on a particular someone..

their name was y/n, one of the top students of class 1b. his surroundings left his mind once more, his vision turned tunneled, and it narrowed in on them. just how much time had passed? he couldn't say.

it was like they managed to stop his world from spinning, they kept him grounded, while also making him throw away any rationality he might've had. he felt lightheaded, did he have heartburn? or was he drunk..

wait shoto doesnt even drink

you were happily chatting with your classmates kinoko and tokage. although, it was more like kinoko was listening, while you and the dark green haired girl chatted away. you both knew that kinoko was the shy type, so you didnt forget to include her in your conversations.

as you sipped your drink, you glanced to your side to see tokage whisper something to the mushroom quirk user. it was then that kinoko covered her mouth to hide her giggles, her shoulders shaking with laughter and tokage let out loud laughs.

you flashed them a confused smile as you asked them what was up. they did nothing but laugh harder, before eventually calming down and pointing forward at the next table a couple feet away in front of you guys.

you tilted your head as you turned to face the direction where they pointed at, before being stunned when you made eye contact with a certain ice and fire user. although he seemed to snap out of whatever spell he was under, his face held a similar look of shock as yours.

you quickly glanced around you in case he was looking at someone else instead, when you found no one else you sent a confused wave in his direction. smiling at him before going back to eating your lunch

shoto responded with a wave of his own, although still stuck in a daze, he felt the corners of his lips quirk up. did.. did his quirk suddenly activate? last he remembered y/n didnt have the ability to activate someone else's quirk.. so why did he feel so warm..?

izuku lightly laughed at his love dazed classmate. how could one of class 1a's top students, be so unaware of how spell bound he looked?

"hey.. midoriya.."

"oh! yeah todoroki?"

"am.. am i sick? i feel warm all over, and i think i'm experiencing a heart attack."

the green haired male blanked as shoto was finally able to turn away from his attention capturer, "midoriya.. am i dying??"

.. eh?

"i'm serious, my mind is going blank, i think i'm experiencing cardiac arrest. i couldn't even breathe, and i zone out every time i look at them. i cant even speak.. it's like i've been brainwashed."

"pff," izuku was fighting for his life to keep his laughter in, but ultimately he failed when he heard how the rest of the table burst with laughter. ochako and tsu clutched at each other as they wheezed with giggles, while tenya repeatedly slapped at the table.

"OH MY GOSH TODOROKI!! 'AM I DYING??' HAHSHAHH THAT'S HILARIOUS!"

"wh- but i mean it! i'm not even sure recovery girl will be able to help with my situation!"

"PFFF BWAHAHAHA!! RECOVERY GIRL DEFINITELY ISNT GONNA HELP THAHAHAHAT!!"

"guys i think i might be allergic to y/n 😨"

"NO WAY AHAHAHA!!!"

you looked over at 1a's table, your eyes narrowing in on a dual quirk user. you sighed happily, finding the escapade that you were watching from afar to be funny.

kinoko nudged tokage's shoulder, and both girls turned to look at you before lightly giggling behind their hands, taking a breath to recollect themselves, kinoko reached over and prepared to wave her hand in your face.

"sorry to interrupt you y/n, but you've been zoned out for a while now." they laughed.

[inmyheaddd]

hello ! could you write some headcanons for what xander would be like as a boyfriend ? :0 thank you !!

boyfriend xander hawthorne headcannons

thankyou for the req!! i love writing for xander sm, he’s so 💖 wc: 980

dating xander felt like living through a 2000s romcom, or like reading those books you’d read in middle school, wishing you could have a love like the books. he was perfect all around.

when you guys are apart for long, he sends flowers along with a letter to you every time without fail. they’ll sometimes be short, saying how much he misses you, or they’ll be pages long.

you guys are that couple at school, the one everyone wants for themselves or either wants to be. your relationship isnt secret, it’s private. everyone knows you’re together and literally in love, but it’s not like you parade it around, kissing in the hallways. 

xander doesn’t shy away from PDA.

he's quite tall, so forehead kisses are very frequent. 

quick pecks are also good with him, whatever you’re comfortable with, he is too.

if you’re not one for PDA, he totally respects that, and just loves you 10x extra in private. 

he’s always buzzing with energy, so he often finds himself fiddling with your fingers, tracing patterns on your arm, or playing with your hair. 

his love language is everything!!

your friends and parents say you started to talk like xander.

you didn’t believe it yourself until you caught yourself rambling on about a food you love, not once stopping for breath.

speaking of your parents, xander tries to act more responsible in front of them, and it kills you.

the second they leave, you’re a laughing mess.

“did you call my dad sir?”

“yes..?”

the way you’re the only person in the world who could ever make xander speechless, or at a loss for words.

one time, you guys had a fight, as all couples do, about something so stupid you barely even remember. all you know is you regret it.

what happened after it, though, you’ll never forget. he literally threw rocks at your window and stood outside with a boombox playing songs from your joint playlists. your parents and siblings were out of the house, thank god, because you’d never be able to live that one down. 

you went — no, you sprinted down the stairs and to the backyard where he was standing—and shouted atop the music, “what are you doing!?” 

as you neared him, you noticed a big poster on the floor that said, “i’m sorry!!” 

you also noticed the music was literally murdering your eardrums. when you were in front of him, he turned it off and lowered the boom box on the floor. 

“xander, what are you doing here.” you cross your arms over your chest and look up at him.

“i’m sorry, i’m an idiot, i don’t know what’s wrong with me, when it comes to you, all i want to do is the right thing, but sometimes it comes out in weird ways and they do the opposite of what i actually intended,” he continues talking, but if you’re being honest, you tuned it out. you noticed he was nervous, and all you wanted was to make it go away.

in the middle of his rambling, you just hugged him. he immediately stopped talking, and his arms were stuck to his sides for a split second. when he realized what was happening, he hugged you back as tight as ever.

“i love you so much, i never want to fight again,” you mumbled into his shoulder.

“i love you.” he kissed the top of your head, and you fell into a comfortable silence, saying all the words you couldn’t say yourself. you stayed hugging for another minute or so, swaying side to side a little.

that was until your arms started cramping and you both started laughing about it as you walked to your room, the fight long forgotten.

xander is such a cuddler!!

you’ll fall asleep with your head on his chest and wake up in a random position. usually with his arm around your waist bringing you closer, and his head nuzzled in your neck. sometimes, he even manages to sleep horizontally across the large bed. 

he’s gotten so used to sleeping in the same bed as you that when you’re not there, he can’t sleep for hours. 

same goes for you; you pretend your pillows are xander and cuddle with them instead.

dates with xander are always something fun. on your first date, he bought out a theme park for the day, and you spent the day there. the automatic pictures they take on the rollercoasters are displayed in both of your rooms. he once said they were his most prized possessions, after you. 

“not that you’re my possession; of course, you’re your own person, and you’re an independent woman, if anything i’m your possession, you’re the boss - you’re the bomb dot com!”

he crouches down to kiss you if you can’t reach him, that, or he picks you up. 

one time your friends asked you what time it is, and you immediately looked to xander. “don’t say it,” you already knew what he was about to say. “well how can i not say it?”

“xander…” 

“guys i’m only asking for the tim-“ your friend begins to speak, only to be cut off by the phrase you were hoping your boyfriend wouldn't say.

“-it’s time to get a watch!” xander started laughing at his own joke while you and your friend just stood there, before joining in on his laughter, mostly because it was so unfunny that it was funny.

later on in the day, you were hanging out in xander's room, sitting on his bed, when you reminded him of his joke earlier.

“you’re so corny,” you say as you playfully hit his shoulder.

“you’re the farmer to my corn,” he points at your shoulder back, with a grin split across his face.

when you don’t respond and just look at him blankly, because you’re about to burst into laughter, he continues: 

“what? no? you’re the peanut butter to my jelly? you’re the apple of my eye? you’re the “she” to my “nanigans?””

“oh my god,” you start giggling like a madwoman and lay your head across his lap. “i can’t with you,”

“oh, but you so can.”

[calcium-chan]

DRAWMEGLE DUMP FROM LIKEFORVER AGO

drawmegle was this weird little website that was like omegle, except for drawing and nominally fewer nazis?? tho at launch that was a bit of an issue lol (idk the creator went on vacation right after advertising or something? oops). i got sucked into it for like a day or two and ended up drawing a bunch of stuff. ive lost some of it because there was this weird glitch that just deleted my drawings before i could save them or anything. OH WELL. thats also the reason some of these are slightly unfinished. im also going to be cropping most of these to just my side, exceptions where its funny, or the other persons art was nice or whatever. just know that these almost all had people on the other side who were also drawing their own thing. also of note, i wont be posting these in order of creation, its mostly arbitrary tbh

this first one is of haru from dorohedodo. i had just finished reading the manga about a month or so prior, and i really loved this character a lot. disregard the amogus or whatever. dorohedoro is really cool and its really special to me now. not a fan of the anime adaption but what the fuck else is new (im sorry if you like the anime, i just didnt like the style very much). Q hayashida is brilliant, and she clearly just really loves women like a lot, thank you miss Q!

next is this silly drawing of knives chau. scott pilgrim takes off had just aired, and i was slightly enamored with knives for a bit, i kin the scott pilgrim girl fucking sue me. i also drew kim, but the drawing deleted and this was the last save i had WAHOOOOOO its so fucking over. scott pilgrim takes off was obviously really really good in my opinion, and its like the perfect way to adapt an original work in my mind. uh shout outs knives or whatever.

oops shitty cowboy bebop drawing. i like this one well enough for how goofy it is. jets fucking face still kinda gets me. i love bebop a ton, but i dont think ive ever drawn the characters despite that. theyre actually a ton of fun to draw, like their shapes are all super varied and they have distinct style about them. very good cast of characters. i didnt even realize or mean to, but i kinda gave spike a fucking granny face, oops

uuuuhthese pissing dogs are really funny, they were fun to draw, and seeing peoples reactions to this one in particular was cool. having even a little bit of ability to draw on sites like this where randos are looking at your work as youre drawing it is always kind of an ego boost. like none of these drawings are really that great, but for the medium im happy with them, and having people show up and go "woah" was always really flattering and it was fun watching the other people draw and interacting with them in some limited capacity.

ggggundam bullshit. i left the other persons side this time because i thought it was kinda funny. i had been rewatching the early part of turn A gundam, and it really reminded me how fucking cool that series is? loran is like top 10 gender non conforming mech pilots (there are a surprising amount honestly). and it always kinda takes me off guard when i watch any gundam because they were just so forward thinking in a nominally "boy" coded genre. shoutouts the fucking gundam staff frfr.

@oretal joined me for these next two!

a lot of the shit in the second drawing is probably totally incomprehensible to like anyone outside of a select group. were both have that like, 3ds era nintendo brain parasite, so a lot of these are just weird obscure game characters or memes, or just straight up OCs. most of these are actually oretals little characters which have kind of entered that inside joke canon of being so ubiquitous between the two of us (and honestly i assume oretals friend group at large) that i kinda forget "glasses girl" isnt a well known character. many such cases. thank you oretal for drawing silly shit with me! i really like your drawing of james and your madotsuki yapping about blunt rotations to uboa. very cool

uuuh quick fire round of stuff i dont like how i drew but want to post anyways. the first one is my irl husband, aki from chainsaw man. i love him a lot, kinda hate this drawing tho, i think it was the first one i did? the second one is basil from omori, im a big fan of little blorbos who peep the horror, and basil is no exception. my friend got me the little vinyl figure of him for my birthday so i end up thinking about him a lot and i doodle him every now and then. very good design. the last one is kiruko from heavenly delusion. i did not have much hype going into the show after my middling feelings on summertime rendering (they were both in the news for being on disney+ for absolutely no reason). i dont remember what got me to watch it, but by the time episode 2 ended i was stuck in big time. i ended up binging the whole series in like one night and it was such a good time. the prototypical calcium show is probably somewhere between heavenly delusion and made in abyss. its a rough watch at times, but if you have this specific brainrot, its probably one of the best in its league tbh.

second to last is this drawing of vriska homestuck. i kept the other side because it was really pretty. im genuinely quite pleased witht his drawing, its not perfect but for what it is i find it visually appealing enough to like it. vriskas design is probably the best in homestuck, at least to me. its been a long time since ive read through homestuck proper, but something about these little shits sticks with you pretty much forever. actual fucking deadly brain parasites you get from dunking your head underwater in an infested pool, dead within days.

OOPS ALL KUMI CHAN! it had to be alien nine, it could only be alien nine. i love alien nine more than i love any of my blood relatives. kumi is literally me, i love this stupid fucking series so much you have no idea.

[r4vn]

—LATE BLOSSOM (cont.)

farleıgh x reader 【3/3】

w.c: 6,379

part ¹: here

part ²: here

disclaimers: smut ;), 18+, nsfw, unprotected p in v (stay safe out there guyz), fluff!!, wine drunk, intoxicated sex, creampies, sexual tension, sweet, lovey, softdom!farleigh, pining, happy ending

—synopsis: you are invited over to your boss's home again for dinner. the two of you share a glass a wine after, making the atmosphere reach warmer, intense places.

a/n: hiiii. im ssooo sorry this took foreverrr. bur its here guys! i really hope both my fluff and smut enjoyers enjoy this c: all love! sorry for typos!

「 divider by @/cafekitsune」

"damn it...damn it..– damn it!" farleigh hissed under his breath before slamming his hands on both sides of his laptop. you jumped from the sudden loudness at the coffee and tea station, frowning upon your boss's displeasure.

"sir, might i advise you to take a break?" you suggested, getting waved off by the brooding male. he exhaled loudly before leaning back in his chair, holding the bridge of his nose.

"i cant take a break when these files are due back to HR and marketing. i've been so swamped lately. its a never ending pile of spreadsheets, reports and numbers." farleigh grumbled in reply. you continued to make a cup of tea with milk and sugar, bringing the cup to your boss's desk.

"then i will advise you to have a cup of tea, yes?" you werent looking for a real answer and you weren't going to take no for one either. before farleigh could respond you had already placed the cup right in front of him and gently pushed his stack of papers away. he opened his mouth to protest but immediately closed it, his eyes following you without moving his head. a certain smile stayed on his lips.

"you really know how to read me dont you, [y/n]?" you couldnt hold back the smile forming on your lips, simply shrugging at the man's statement.

"it's my job, isnt it?" you queried in a cheeky tone. farleigh chuckled and sipped the cup quietly. you noticed his shoulders relaxing as he drank, mentally giving yourself a high five. farleigh knew how to stress himself out but he was a stubborn one and always pushed through it. having you around meant actually forcing him to take a break, because you didnt allow him to over exert himself. you would find little time slots to occupy his mind with something else to basically be considered a break, whether it be sipping a cup of tea, looking out the landscape window, or starting a conversation on a topic not related to work.

when you would fix a cup of tea for mr.start, he usually stopped everything to drink at least half his cup before tending to his job again. it was nice to see him relax, and it was so unfortunate that the time of bliss was so little. it had been 3 days since you babysat benjamin, and farleigh told you he asks about you minimally 4 times a day. you smiled everytime farleigh mentioned a time benji randomly brought you up in topics like dinosaurs or pizzas, connecting to the things you did while babysitting.

you missed benji, you did. but it would probably never happen again, maybe once in a blue moon right?

"thank you, [y/n]." farleigh hummed in content, drinking his beverage. you grinned and winked at him. farleigh knew the wink meant nothing, but his chest got warm at the sight of it, maybe it was the tea.

as you cleaned up the beverage station, farleigh couldn't help but stare. his eyes trailed your body from head to toe. from your neat, low ponytail, to your fitted striped button up that ever so slightly hugged your chest and cinched your waist, down to your fitted black slacks.

he enjoyed when you wore pencil skirts, from long to short, you looked eye-catching in them. but you looked good in anything you put on really. from slacks, to skirts, to blouses or blazers. you had a subtly amazing fashion sense even in the work environment.

he sometimes wondered how you looked with everything off—

"[y/n], are you busy tonight?" farleigh blurted, the blood suddenly rushing to his ears. you perked up at the question, quickly turning to face mr.start. your brow rose from seeing his demeanor looking more flushed than a handful of seconds ago.

"well, i was just going to hang out with my roommate and share a couple of beers." you thought aloud. farleigh didnt peg you to be a beer drinker but for some reason if made you more attractive to him. something about seeing a girl chug and entire thing of beer was a slight, slight turn on.

"if you have plans, no worries, [y/n]." the curly brunette man quickly waved his hand again, chuckling sheepishly. you studied your boss for only a second, noticing his body language. you kept quiet with your thoughts to not make unwanted tension, playing it off with a laugh.

"farleigh its okay, i will let my roommate know we can do it later in the week. what time did you want me to head over?" you smiled brightly. the man's heart damn near jumped out of his chest at the mere sound of his first name leaving your mouth. he'd always try to get you to be more comfortable saying it when you were in his home, but hearing it in the work environment made his heart tingle.

"yeah ..uhm–" mr.start cleared his throat of any stutters. "great, we'll leave together then, yes? i'll make sure to let margaret know to let benji stay up a bit later to join us for dinner. would that be alright with you?" farleigh's brown eyes stared into yours with a glimmer in them. you now noticed an even brighter shine to his person, differencing his attitude just moment ago over work. you shared one last smile with your boss, nodding at his plan before sitting at your personal desk to continue work. you didnt fully acknowledge it, but you were excited. excited to know more about mr.start's life outside work.

°°°

it was nearing the end of the day, and the sun was beginning to near the end of the horizon. you loved watching the sun set. the sun painted the sky vibrant oranges and purples this evening. you stared for a while, making sure to remember every detail.

"ready to go, [y/n]?" farleigh hummed, smiling at your deep gazing at the sky. you glanced over at him and nodded with a smile, a rosey blush dusting your cheeks.

"margaret says dinner will be nearly done when we get there, let's head out shall we?" farleigh closed his laptop, sliding it into his sling bag. you tidied your desk and grabbed your belongings before following your boss out of his office, thanking him for holding the door open. the two of you stepped into the lift, pressing the first floor and simply waited. you glanced at him and he glanced at you, giggles soon erupting from you and farleigh.

"they should really put some music in here." you joked, farleigh humming in agreement. soon the lift finally let you two go and farleigh led you to his car. you dont know what you expected, but since farleigh had a chauffeur pick you up last time, you didnt know what he drove. farleigh led you to a sleek, black, 2-door luxury model car. it had to be one of the most recent models, and it was gorgeous. you continued to hide your surprise, thanking farleigh as he opened your door first for you.

the brunette quickly hopped into the car and turned over the engine. the car revved up impressively loud and you couldnt help but smile, looking at your boss. he chuckled at your amazement.

"a jaguar, first big boy purchase of mine since taking over the company a couple years ago." farleigh grinned, putting the car in reverse. the car had an amazing interior, sleek and fairly roomy. you decided to put your nerves aside and relax a little, listening to whatever was on the radio whilst staring out the window. the ride wasn't too long, about 20 minutes. the sun was near set now and purples and blues overtook the sky. it was a long day and you were tired, yes, but you weren't one to fall asleep in others cars. yes you trusted farleigh but not enough for him to see you sleeping. that felt like another level of intimacy to you.

just as you as your eyes began to slowly close, farleigh turned down the music. "we're here, sleepy head." the corners of your mouth turned upwards at his words and you rotated your body to face forward.

"i wasn't asleep. very close though." you admit, farleigh chuckling.

"yeah well, i hope youre still hungry." farleigh parked the car in front of the estate doors, a butler immediately coming to the brunette’s side.

"good evening sir." greeted the suited man. farleigh slowly stepped out, also greeting the butler. his eyes noticed another walking out to open your door, but he subtly and quickly waved at him to stop walking. farleigh handed the keys to the butler in front of him before walking over to your side of the car. you thanked him for opening your door. it was a small gesture, yes but it spoke volumes of his character.

the two of you walked in, almost immediately being greeted by the mini farleigh himself. benji squealed with happiness and jumped into your arms. you laughed at his excitement, hugging him tightly and spinned him around.

"i missed you miss [y/n]! did daddy tell you how much i missed you? i missed you sooo much!" your cheeks began to hurt from how much you were smiling at the boy. you nodded at him and set him down.

"i heard! i missed you too benji." you exclaimed, hearing farleigh laugh quietly at such a cute interaction. benji exclaimed again and headed towards him, giggling as his father scooped him up.

"good evening margaret." farleigh spoke, nodding his head to the brunette maid. margaret curtsied and smiled, beginning to follow you, farleigh and benji further into the house.

"good evening sir, i hope your day was well. dinner is not yet so i apologize. i'd say about 15 minutes more till then." farleigh waved it off, setting benji back on the ground for him to run around.

"no worries, how about to take benji to get ready for dinner please yes?" margaret nodded at mr.starts request, taking benji's hand and guided him to his room. farleigh turned to you and smiled before walking and curling his index and middle finger, signalling for you to follow him.

you obeyed silently, admiring the house per usual. you dont think you could ever get used to it. farleigh led you to his room, setting his laptop case on his dresser. you looked around in slight awe. the color theme of the bedroom was a phthalo green and maroon. theyre were gold accents on the furniture pieces such as his nightstand, dresser and bed frame, complimenting the mahogany wood. his bed sheets and pillow cases were the maroon red color while the wallpaper took the green with lighter accented green flourishes.

"your room is pretty." you complimented. farleigh grinned, his cheeks flushing a more rosy color.

"thank you. here, its a dress for dinner. it was my aunts, but i think it'd look nice on you." you gasp softly. it was a simple black dress. but something about the style made you gush over it. it was a rather nicely made dress. you headed towards the bathroom and took off your work clothes, neatly folding them before taking your hair out of your ponytail. you pulled out a couple of front hair strands before putting your [h/c] hair in a fluffy messy low bun for a simple, more presentable look.

you thanked yourself for already wear black low heels to work, them going perfectly with the dress. stepping out with your belongings, you caught farleigh as he was beginning to button his shirt. you could see his entire abdomen and chest through the open sliver of the button up he out on, along with his undone tie. you subtly rotated your body 90° degrees, clearing your throat to catch your boss's attention.

"hm? oh, [y/n], you look amazing." farleigh praised, smiling big at your look. you laughed sheepishly, glancing to see if your boss was more presentable, and he was. he was more than two-thirds of the way done buttoning his shirt. you placed your clothes on his dresser and turned to him again, subconsciously grabbing the ends of the dress.

"you think so? it fits nicely." your hands ran down the sides of your body, enjoying how the dress accentuated your figure.

"it does .." farleigh swallowed thickly, letting out a light laugh. it did* fit your figure nicely. it hugged your curves in all the right places. from chest, to waist, to backside..

farleigh blinked his way back to reality before clearing his throat. he nodded his head towards the door, signaling you to follow him as he buttoned his cuffs. you and your boss walked down to the dining room, walking in just as the chef walked in with the dish tray.

"right on time mr. start." margaret gleamed. benji waved excitedly towards you, briefly thanking the chef for his plate.

"you look so pretty miss [y/n]!" exclaimed the son, cheesing towards you. you smiled sweetly, thanking him before noticing farleigh had pulled your chair out next.

"thank you sir." you blushed quietly, avoiding his gaze..

"farleigh*, [y/n]." he pressed, playfully holding up a finger.

"thank you, farleigh." you spoke softer than last time. the chef brought you your plate, uncovering it for you. it was sirloin dressed in a homemade wine roux, set over broccoli and mashed potatoes. the plate was garnished beautifully.

"oh wow, this looks amazing s– farleigh." you quickly caught yourself from using mannerisms, smiling up at the tall man. you grinned and looked at the chef, who nodded his head softly before making his exit. benji's plate has smaller portions, and his meat was already cut up into smaller pieces.

you, farleigh, and benji all dug in, a comfortable silence enveloping the room besides the sound of dishware clinking. you took occasional glances towards farleigh, sharing the brief seconds of eye contact. you couldnt fully pinpoint it but something had been different with farleigh today. maybe he had been nervous, but it just seemed more, easily flustered today. was it the stress? maybe he was tired? you didn't dwell on it much, because he looked better now. maybe it was the food helping him.

mr.start did look much more relaxed, maybe a bit of a content glow coming from him too. he was so pretty to you. you didnt think it much but your boss was such an attractive man.

"miss [y/n], will you come over more? i missed you alot." benji sputtered out, tilting his head your way. you nearly choked at such a powerless question towards you.

"well," you cleared your throat, gently dabbing the corners of your mouth with your cloth napkin. "me and your father will have to discuss, sweetheart." you grinned cheekily towards the man, who had the most adorable clueless expression to him face. you notice his face pigmentation became more rosy again.

"well benji, what are your ideas?" farleigh cut into his serving, raising a brow towards his son. benji began to smile again, giggling.

"babysitting me again!" he exclaimed before stuffing his mouth with another piece of broccoli.

farleigh chuckled as he chewed his food, shrugging with no contest. his brown eyes found your [e/c] ones, his smirk subtly sitting on his mouth.

"i- heh," you diverted your eyes out of bashfulness, staring back up to meet your boss's. "once a week, maybe on the weekends? and, of course, if you need me for more days of course, sir." farleigh's smirk grew, looking as if a light in his mind was going off. he nodded at your words before looking at his son.

"sound good benji?" farleigh questioned, getting a very happy benji nod as he ate his food. the entire interaction left the entire table in quiet small smiles from everyone. you and farleigh began to share more glances within the next 5 to 10 minutes of eating, everyone beginning to finish their plates. small silly conversations broke out now, you and farleigh entertaining benjamin's silly little thoughts.

"im serious daddy! if dinosaurs were alive, i would go horseback riding with triceratops!" you giggled at his statement, nodding impressively.

"oh of course benji. i would ride a t-rex and your father would ride a ..brachiosaurus? you know the once with the long neck?" benji burst out in a fit of giggles, while looking at his dad.

"do you– do you think he would sit near the brachiosaurus's face or near his body?' benji said between laughs. it was clear the boy was imagining the silliest of things about his father on a dinosaur.

"oh i definitely think next to the head so he sways like a seesaw." you laugh, noticing farleighs face becoming fully red as he crossed his arms, enjoying the sweet interaction between you and his boy. farleigh had a glimmer in his eye again, enjoying a beautiful trustworthy woman laughing and giggling with his sweet boy. he made sure to remember this moment before interrupting. he was already holding himself together enough.

"alright benji. time for bed young man." benji wiped his mouth before standing up, he hugged his father first, accepting several forehead kisses before coming over to hug you.

"g'night miss [y/n]." he whispered, making you gleam. you kissed his cheek before responding with a 'goodnight love.' margaret took benji's hand and exited the dining room.

"well," farleigh sighed, standing up. "wine?" he offered, helping you out of your seat. you nodded, and followed him to the front kitchen.

he grabbed a different bottle from the last time, labeled shiraz, making you briefly remember the last time together. how peaceful it was to see to mr. start in such a casual setting once more. how tall* he is up close. how warm he was.

"im glad you enjoyed today, [y/n]." farleigh hummed as he rolled up his sleeves. he then undid his tie and unbuttoned his first 3 buttons. his chest peeked out ever so slightly and his forearms briefly caught your eyes, causing you to focus primarily at the granite island.

"the pleasures all mine, sir. i loved seeing benjamin today." you adorned, shrugging softly. farleigh grabbed 2 wine glasses this time, your eye catching the difference. he seemed more relaxed this time around.

"i hope you can hold your alcohol. this is a little stronger than pinot noir. shiraz is a bolder, drier wine." farleigh explained, pouring half glasses for the two of you.

"i'd say i'd can definitely hold my alcohol pretty nicely." you boasted, taking a first couple of few bold sips. it was nice and cool, but seconds after the alcohol began to warm your chest and stomach. you were glad you ate. it was a stronger wine, but you honestly preferred it due to its decedency in fruity flavor.

"so, are you really okay with ..babysitting once a week? i apologize for just throwing you out to sea, [y/n]." you quickly waved your hand in the air, shaking your head.

"its completely fine, really. i dont do much on the weekends anyways. and i'm fine with taking care of him when your babysitter cancels again." farleigh couldnt hide his excitement, staring down his glass with a smile.

"thank you, [y/n]. i'm glad you enjoy my son's company." farleigh sipped his glass again, clearing half of the half.

"if anything, i'm glad you allowed me to see this part of your life, farleigh. even as a secretary, it makes me feel like you can trust me greatly." you expressed happily, sipping your wine to stay near farleighs pace. deep down you were sightly competitive, only slightly. when someone tests you, you tend to enjoy to prove them wrong. you could hold your alcohol, but due to farleigh being way taller and bigger, you were sure his body could handle more than you.

"i do trust you, [y/n]. it means alot to me that i found another person to trust with my son." farleigh laughed breathlessly, briefly remembering his first few babysitters. benjamim did not enjoy them at all. finding his most recent one was a god send. margaret had recommended him to a nanny company. farleigh walked to your side of the counter, leaning up against the granite and he looked down at you. he downed the rest of his glass before grabbing the bottle to pour another.

"i feel like youre testing me, sir." you articulated sheepishly. the brunette raise a brow, his pearly whites beginning to show as he laughed.

"if you can't hold your alcohol, [y/n], youre fine to only have one glass." he teased, pouring another half glass. you scoffed and downed the rest of your first glass holding it out for another. farleigh playfully held his free hand up in surrender, also pouring you another half glass.

you could already feel the effect of your first few ounces of shiraz. you felt good, warm even. the air around you gave you a soft yet secure hug and allowed your shoulders to relax.

"i'm not letting you outdrink me farleigh. just because your the boss, doesnt mean you can out drink me." you crossed your arms, turning your nose up playfully. farleigh copied your stance, your eyes catching his toned forearms again. they were a warm brown tone in the soft kitchen light.

farleigh also noticed you had relaxed more, but it was clear you werent lying about holding your alcohol. your cheeks did gain more color them as you became more intoxicated though. the bottle had about less than a half of a glass left in it anyways.

"im not going to outdrink you because i'm your boss. im going to outdrink you because i can, sweetheart." there it was again, that pet name. your heart lurched as it rolled off of his tongue. his tone of voice made it seem like sweet honey. he tipped his glass towards you before finishing his second glass straight. you were slightly baffled, getting a laugh from farleigh at the shock on your face. he hand gestured to your glass, clicking his tongue.

"feel free to prove me wrong." he encouraged. you huffed and grabbed your glass, downing the fruity fermented liquid in one go, just like he did. you coughed quietly as the slightest of burning at the back of your throat, the warmth filling your entire torso now.

"wow." farleigh made a seemingly impressed face and gave you a round of applause, causing you to giggle. you surely felt the buzz now. it wasnt like a harsh intoxicated like vodka or rum. it was a warm and fuzzy tipsiness.

"would you like to finish the bottle?" farleigh held the near empty bottle, shaking it like a tease. still full of stubborness, you went to grab it. but farleigh pulled it back with a shake of his head. he took the bottle to his mouth, and sipped an estimated half of what was left. you slightly couldn't believe what you were seeing, your boss downing wine straight from the bottle. you felt like you were in college again. your eyes then caught a drop of wine that slipped out and trailed down from his mouth and down his jaw. the drop of red traveled down his chin, and over his adams apple. you watched as it bobbed up and down with every sip. for some reason, your body felt even warmer.

farleigh took the bottle away from his mouth, wiping the drop of wine with his thumb and licked it briefly.

"still want to finish it?" the brunette taunted. you rolled your eyes and went to grab the bottle again, but farleigh pulled it away once more.

"farleigh c'mon on–" but he cut you off by moving closer towards you, incredibly close. it startled you ever so slightly but you didn't move back.

"open up." he commanded fenderly, his voice low. you listened with no argument, watching intensely as farleigh brought the mouth of the bottle to your lips. he slowly tipped the bottle upwards and his eyes never left your mouth, watching as you sipped the last bit of wine. the same thing happened and a drop trailed down your chin. as you were about to lift your hand to wipe it, you felt another hand on your chin, concluding it was farleighs. your heart skipped a beat again, another beating in a different place. as u finished the bottle, farleigh set the bottle down and met his eyes with yours, licking his thumb of the wine he wiped off your skin.

your eyelids felt heavier, you were getting lost in the imaginations of your mind. if you had to rate yourself on how drunk you were, you were a 6 out of 10, nearing a 7. you sighed, leaning back on the island whimsically. you giggled cheekily, smiling to yourself. farleigh watched as you began to clearly become wine drunk. if he was being honest, he wasnt that far behind you either, but that was most likely due to downing those glasses in a short amount of time. he rested his chin in the palm of his hand as he watched you smile to yourself.

"you okay, [y/n]?" he questioned with a cheeky smile. you forgot where you were and immediately lifted your head up, turning to the man face who was half a foot away from yours. you gulped, feeling his beautiful brown eyes examining your features. you felt immensely seen right now. the air seemed to thicken and get warmer around you and him, as if there was a magnet pulling you two together. you were in denial though, so much denial. how could a man like farleigh start go for someone like you? it had to be the alcohol in your system. you diverted your gaze and leaned up off the counter to open the fridge to breathe a little. you didnt know what to feel.

"i-i'm kinda craving chocolate.. i remember it goes well with wine." you mumbled loud enough for farleigh to hear. you tried your best to seem busy, looking at anything that was in the fridge. you found the chocolate almost immediately but wanted to stay clueless, having the alcohol to blame if farleigh asked why you couldn't see it. farleigh watched your person inquisitively. his body pulsed and his jaw clenched. the pining was beginning to irk him. farleigh slowly walked over, looming right over you. he purposefully placed his hand over yours that was holding the fridge door open, slowly closing it. he leaned down into the hollow of your neck and spoke calmly into your ear.

"i have my dessert right here." you shuddered, fully shuddered under the heavy aura of a man and exhaled shakily. you eyes subconsciously closed due to you his breath tickling your ear. the brunette was so gentle with you, slowly turning you around to face him. your back touched the face of fridge, chin tipped upwards to look at the abnormally tall man.

"sir–" you started, swallowing thickly from the anticipation.

"farleigh." he corrected in a slight weary tone, his gaze glossing over towards you.

"farleigh .." you whispered back in echo before meeting his eyes. his face inched towards yours slowly, as if he was silently asking for permission and your parted lips seemed to of given it to him. he kissed you gently, so gently it didn't startle you in any way. it was a smooth transition. his arms found your waist and yours cupped the sides of his face. farleighs tongue tasted of wine and slight accents from dinner.

farleigh kissed you more confidently now, keeping the same soft pace. maybe it was the wine but he wanted to savor every moment of this, and every flavor of you. he heard the slightest meek moan from you, causing him to reach further down near your thighs. he swiftly picked you up and placed you on the island. a brief gasp escaped your lips from the new point of view, frankly enjoying it. you smiled softly at farleigh who also grinned at you before continuing to kiss you. you wrapped your arms around your boss's neck comfortably and pulled him closer with a quiet mewl. farleigh kept his hands at your waist, his hips sliding in between yours.

"fuck," farleigh hissed into your mouth. it surprised you to hear such a sharp word come from him. he was becoming impatient and picked you up again, walking out of the kitchen with you secured in his hands. "let's get out of here." you were dazed from the wine and heated makeout session but you were sure on where he was headed.

farleigh opened his bedroom door and shut it with his foot, gently placing you on the bed. you stared at him as he stared at you as he kneeled doen briefly to take your heels off. slipping off his own shoes, he threw his tie to the ground. he unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and began on his slacks. his hands were slender and clean with the slightest of veins against the surface of his skin. something about the way he swiftly undid his belt caused another heartbeat between your legs. you could see the tent in his slacks growing, slowly becoming shy. it had been a while for you, and a while for him. so truth be told, you were a little hesitant on becoming intimate.

"turn around for me?" he asked nicely, a smirk threatening to form. you rotate your body so you were sitting on your knees, feeling farleigh's lips on your nape. you gasped slowly, gripping the red duvet under your palms. mr.start continued to kiss and lick your nape and shoulder as he slowly unzipped your dress. his lips followed his fingers and went lower down your back as the dress opened up. your back slowly arched away but farleigh held you in place but your waist, enjoying your small whimpers and gasps as his mere touch.

god..

his hands peeled the dress off your body exposing your purple place bra and underwear. you felt incredibly bare now, crossing your arms over your torso.

"dont," started farleigh. "youre gorgeous, [y/n]." you blushed hard at his words, rotating to face him again. farleigh dropped his slacks to reveal his black briefs with a very prominent hard on, climbing into bed with you. farleigh slid between your legs, pressing his hips into yours. your gasp was cut short by him capturing your lips against, kissing you more eagerly this time. the sound of his groans and your lips detaching and reattaching made you even hornier. you honestly can't remember the last time you had sex and so you were pretty excited yourself.

"farleigh– ..sir–" you tried between kisses. but farleigh wanted to devour you right then and there. he limited himself not to scare you away, so he kept things a medium level of intimacy. he kissed you till you were light headed and allowed his hand to slide down your stomach, in between your underwear to your core. the feeling of his digits pressed up against your pulsing clit made you fully pulled away from his kisses to throw your head back. it was the slightest of touches to come but god did it send a shiver down your spine.

his fingers began encircling your clit, carefully watching your facial expressions. the way your brows furrowed and your lips parted. how you tried your best to keep your sounds down to whimpers and stutters. "let them out, [y/n]. there's no one here but me." he murmured into your neck. as if that was a warning in itself, farleigh wasted no time in entering a finger. your eyes widened at the sudden penetration and your hips nearly lurched at the new wave of pleasure.

"s-shit–.." you seethed. your whimpers heightened in sound and farleighs other hand held your head as he added another, watching your bodily reaction. he loved it.

"you're doing so good, [y/n]. watch with me." he requested, tapping your cheek with his thumb. you forced yourself to focus your rolling eyes and look between each other's bodies. you watched his long, smooth fingers pump you slowly, your walls constricting against them. your eyes briefly met his and a smile appeared on his lips. feeling flustered again and you threw your head back once more.

"ah ah, i didn't say you could look away." farleigh asserted, gently picking your head off the pillow and directing it forwards yours and his hips again. you continued to watch, with your eyes glossing over with tears of pleasure as farleigh fingered you deeply. your moans became more prominent now, basically sucking his fingers in. you needed this, you needed him. farleigh then slowly pulled his fingers out before making eye contact with you, licking his fingers clean.

thats ...so hot.

he then went and took off your underwear, along with his. while you tried your best to not show surprise, his laugh confirmed that you failed. he was big, and long.

"i'll go slow, dont worry." he reassured, rubbing his warm, pulsing cock between your already soaked second pair of lips. maybe it was the wine but your body radiated with pleasure. even with him rubbing up against you, felt amazing. you caught yourself rolling your hips too, the sight turning farleigh on even more.

"ready?" asked the curly brunette. you gulped and nodded, focusing on his cock lining up with your entrance.

"no, [y/n]. look at me. i wanna see every expression you make as i enter you." farleighs fingers securely held your jaw up to look at him and him only. the lewd sight between your hips was now in your lower peripheral. be penetrated slowly through your folds, your jaw dropped slowly at the slight burn of being stretch mixing with the warmth of longing pleasure.

"farleigh–" you gasped, staring solely into his eyes. farleigh himself bit down on his lip as he entered you. you were wet, and tight. and he had* to bite down harder onto his lip to stop himself from ramming into you. from the day he met you, he was smitten by you. farleigh wanted you, and it was only a matter of time before he decided he was going to get you.

"i know baby ..you're doing so good.." he groaned tenderly. your eyes unforgivingly glanced down at the sight and he caught it.

"focus, [y/n]. on me." he cooed. your moans got loud as he filled you inch by inch.

"there you go, good girl.." your eyes rolled back at the pet name, the whimpers escaping uncontrollably now.

"ah ah, you're doing so good. cmon now, " he continued to coax, finally pulling back for the first thrust.

"yes, [y/n], good good girl.." you let out a broken moan, then another, and another. oh god you nearly wanted to shatter beneath him already. he was filling you so much. a tear trailed down and farleigh immediately kissed it away.

"i-it feels ..so good, farleigh–" you mewled. you stared at him with such a submissive gaze, all teary eyed and trembling under such a man.

mr.start pressed his body against yours with his hands securing themselves deep in the duvet. he lengthened his thrusts, rolling his hips faster and he listened to your lust-filled sounds. he began to leave several red, pink, and purple colored love marks everywhere on your skin while fucking you deeply.

mr.start fucked you steadily, watching your body buck and pull in pure bliss. you'd angle your hips upwards, farleighs cock rubbing right on your sweet spot. your walls convulsed and your gasps got lighter with a more staccato rhythm.

"oh god ..oh god–!" you cried. your walls convulsed and you came quickly and sudden. you suctioned around farleigh, orgasming intensely. your hips bucked with eager and it didn't help how mr.start continued fucking you through your orgasm.

"h'ah– [y/n]– oh fuck.." moaned farleigh. your orgasm set a chain reaction to his climax. his large hands secured themselves atop of your hip bone and continued fucking you through your orgasm as well as his. by this time, both of your legs trembled uncontrollably, and a wave of embarrassment washed over. you put the back of your arm over your mouth and one hand on your thigh, trying to control yourself. farleigh exhaled deeply, smiling at you before quickly realizing your state. he made sure to stay still as he placed his large hand on your thigh. his eyes presented concern.

"did i go too rough, [y/n]? are you okay?" he questioned, kissing your cheek in affection. you flushed a pink and shook your head.

"n-no ..you were ..perfect. shaky legs usually mean a good sign, sir." farleigh 'ohh'ed' softly at your response, beginning to chuckle. then the smuggest of smirks plastered across his face and he winked, slowly beginning to remove himself from you. as he exited you, you felt as if you could relax a bit more now, forcing yourself to breath slowly. you fully laid back on the pillows, your shaking legs dying down to a subtle tremor in muscle.

the brunette went to the bathroom and your ears caught the sound of running water. farleigh came back with a small green, presumably wet towel. you flinched softly at the cold wet cloth but relaxed soon at the temperature difference. farleigh wiped you down from your neck, down your stomach and cleaned the mess between your legs. he wiped himself down with the other side of the towel before dropping it on the floor and laying back with you.

his arms engulfed you, the covers entangling themselves between the two of you. you gazed into his eyes and he stared into yours, stroking the side of your cheek.

"i enjoy your company, sweetheart. stay with me for a bit." farleigh suddenly said. your heart jumped, but you immediately smiled. you scooted your body closer and nuzzled into his chest.

"of course, farleigh.”

© r4vn , do not copy my work.

hope u enjoyed! ♡♡

[k0dzukeiji]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 - 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔

synopsis: where he makes a promise he cant keep

genre: angst, lovers>exes

warnings: cheating, fighting, slight nsfw, not proof read

wc: about 650

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“Tetsu? Are you home?” You asked as you stepped into the seemingly empty apartment. As you were taking off your shoes, you noticed an unfamiliar pair in the spot where you usually put your shoes. They’re not just any shoes, they’re a girls shoe.

“Tetsu?” You wandered around your home, checking all of the rooms until you finally made it to your bedroom. By now you’ve put all of the signs together but you were really hoping it wasn’t true.

You stood outside the bedroom door taking a deep breath before opening the door. When you opened the door, you were met with a sight you never wanted to see.

“Oh- f-fuck! Tetsu!” The girl moaned from beneath your fiancé, clawing at his back. They were too busy in their own world to even notice you standing at the door with your mouth agape.

“What the fuck is going on?” You turned on the light, startling the both of them.

“(Name)! Shit! This isn’t what it looks like- I’m-“ Kuroo pulled away from the unknown girl as je struggled to put his clothes back on

“You’re sorry? Bullshit Tetsurou.” You chuckle at him.

“(Name) please let me explain” He began to say, his eyes widening as you leave the bedroom.

“I don’t want to hear it Tetsurou. I told you that you get one chance” You said as he followed you out, leaving the girl in your bedroom.

“I know but please let me try to fix this! I can’t just throw out years of our relationship, I know I cheated and I know it was wrong but— but I love you…”

“Tetsurou, if you love me you wouldn’t have cheated” You said coldy

“I know… I know I shouldn’t have I just— I couldn’t hold myself back.”

“Did you really forget, Tetsurou?” You asked, holding your head high as you looked him in the eyes with a piercing gaze that he’s never seen from you before.

“What..?” He asked.

“You forgot what you promised.” You stated, feeling anger bubbling inside of you.

“What do you mean?”

“In high school. You promised me that you’d always be faithful to me, yet here you are. Fucking another woman in our bed, in our home.” You said , looking around your apartment. On the walls were pictures of you and him throughout the years, starting from your second year of high school to now.

“(Name)… I’m so sorry…”

“Yeah, I know you are. You shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep Tetsurou.” You said bitterly as you made your way to the door.

“No wait! Please don’t leave… Don’t leave me…” He cried, catching your wrist in his large hand to stop you from leaving.

“You should’ve thought about me leaving before you cheated on me. Here, take this back. I don’t want it anymore.” You said as forced your wrist out of his grip. You then slip your engagement ring off your finger, shoving it into his hand.

“(Name) please! We can talk about this!”

“Theres nothing to talk about, we’re over.”

“We can’t just throw away our relationship! We’re supposed to get married!”

“Yeah, that was before you broke your promise.”

“I…”

“Goodbye, Tetsurou. Don’t contact me again.” You said as you left the apartment. Leaving him and all of your memories behind.

As he stood there, the memories flashed through his head. He didn’t know what to do, so he called the one person who he could think of.

“What do you want, Kuro?” His best friend said through the phone, clearly irritated.

“I fucked up. I fucked up so bad Kenma.” He said as his tears began running down his face. He deserves this, he thought. He doesn’t even know why he’s crying, he has a beautiful woman in his bedroom right now, but that woman isnt you.

“Kuro, what did you do?” Kenma said, starting to sound worried.

“I made a promise and I couldn’t keep it.” This moment will forever remain in his head as a reminder, that he shouldn’t make promises he can’t keep, for it will only hurt the people he loves.

Fin~

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a/n: This is so barf that I wanna cry of disgust

[asmutwriter]

The Gangsta's Wife (Part 6)

DESCRIPTION: You complete your first business ordeal as a Shelby family member. Your husband, Thomas, wants to thank you for your effort.

A/N: Was this section of smut overly necessary or was I just horny when I wrote this part? I guess we'll never know

WORD COUNT: 2510

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WARNINGS: swearing, blackmail, mild sexism, threat, talk of murder, drinking, sex whilst drunk (able to consent), smut, rough sex, no foreplay, mild breeding kink, pet names (love/sir), creampie, overstimluation, mild dacryphilia

DISCLAIMERS

This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand

This story does not follow the timeline of the show

Not been proof read - part may change slightly once I've proof read it

The clock chimes 8pm. You take in a breath. You and Tommy had parted ways since you discussion earlier this afternoon. Going about your business during the day. Due to him unable to find a different plan you were going with your choice. So here you were. Standing outside the garrison. You take a deep breath. Going inside you see a man sitting at a table. Looking smug as he drinks a pint.

You go over, putting on a false smile as you sit opposite him. His eyes meet yours before going over your body. His tongue darts out slightly as he smiles. You place your hands on the table, one hand over the other as you keep eye contact with him as hes finished checking you out. "Harry Thompson correct?" he nods "I have some business Id like to discuss with you" he chuckles slightly

"And you are?" he says in an almost mocking tone

"Sorry, where are my manners?" you hold your hand out for him to shake "Mrs Florence Shelby" he laughs again. Taking your hand and shaking it. You place yours back ontop of the one still resting on the table.

"So which one are you married to?"

"Does that matter?"

"I want to know which one sent you to do their dirty work"

"They didnt send me. They dont even know Im here" he nods, leaning back in his chair.

"WHat is it youd like to discuss then?"

"Id like to discuss your children. You have 5 I believe" he laughs

"I have 3. But carry on" a smirk on his face as you keep his eye contact

"Youre right. You and your wife have three children. Alfie, Anna, and William. But if you include the two children you had with your mistress then you have five"

"I dont know what you're talking about"

"So you dont know who Robert and Michael are? Or Rose, your mistress who had your children?" his smile drops. Eyes on yours as you continue talking "they live in London correct?" he goes to stand up

"My business isnt with you its with them" he stands

"SIt down Mr Thompson"

"I dont have to speak to one of their whores. Because that is exactly what you are"

"I said sit down Mr Thompson. Or I start screaming" he looks at you as you keep eye contact with him "how do you think thatll go for you? Given the current location we are in" he keeps looking at you, staying standing. You lean marginely closer to him, hushing your voice slightly so only he can hear you. "You may think you have this city wrapped around your finger but if any of the men in this building think you laid a hand on Thomas SHelby's wife then you better start digging your own grave" he takes in a deep breath. Sitting back down again.

"What is it you want?" he asks, a slight anger in his voice.

"I want you and your men to leave. The same conditionings my husband wants in fact" he grits his teeth

"And if I refuse?"

"One of my men goes and has a little visit to your family. The one up in London. The one we both know you care the most about. And slaughters them. One by one" his eyes dart around the room. You can sense the amount of fear going through his body. "If you leave then both of your families will remain safe. I wont tell my husband about Rose and your sons". You put your hand out for him to shake "do we have a deal?". He looks at you. Your calm behaviour being very different to the anxiety you feel welling up in your body. He reaches a hand out. Taking yours and shaking on the deal.

"Good decision. I'll give you until midnight tonight to leave this place. If you arent out by then... well, you know what'll happen" you smile at him. Standing up "Have a good night Mr Thompson" you leave the pub. Getting back home you open the front door. Taking your coat off and hanging it up. You can hear your husbands voice in the building next door. Given your previous experience of evesdropping you decide that it wouldnt be the best idea. Instead you retire early to bed. taking out a book you start reading.

You place the book down on your bedside table. Unsure of how late it is. But feeling dreadfully thirsty. You try settling down to sleep. Dehydration catching up to you. You mumble slightly as you get out of bed. Heading downstairs. Grabbing a glass of water from the kitchen to head back upstairs. You notice the living room light on.

Poking your head around the corner you see your husband. Whisley in hand as he watches the liquid swirl in the glass. "Mr Shelby?". His eyes look at you. The blue standing out among the darknessof the room. You step inside slightly. Seeing his jacket and waistcoat discarded on the sofa. "It appears to have gone well with Mr Thompson". He nods. Sipping his drink. Placing it onto the counter top he stands up.

"Go back to bed Flo. I'll be up shortly". His voice quiet. You nod. Turning back around. Going up the stairs. Reaching the top step you hear the living room door shut. Looking down the stairs to see darkness. You look downwards. Letting out a soft sigh as you head to your bedroom. Shutting the door and getting under the warm covers.

You wake up the next morning. Letting out a soft groan as you sit up. Hearing happy voices downstairs. Unsual given the normal tone of voice your new family has. AWare of the cold spot next to you. Not unsuaul. He sometimes stayed downstairs or in his own room next door.

You get out of bed. Wrapping your dressing gown round your body as you hear multiple voices. Heading into the living room you see your husband and his brothers. The three of them drinking and smoking. You fold your arms over your torso. Aware that you are still in your night clothes.

Arthur is the first to spot you. Coming over to you. The smell of alcohol on his breath. "Tommy told us what you did. That you helped Harry to fuck off" you chuckle slightly

"I suppose you could put it like that" you smile as he hugs you. Your arms going to your sides. Hanging awkwardly. Moving away he holds up his drink

"To Mrs SHelby"

"Ayy Mrs Shelby" you hear John call out. Your smile growing slightly as they drink their drinks in unison.

"Alright you two. Go on. We've still got stuff we need to be doing over in the shop. I'll be over in a bit". They both down their drinks. Heading past you. Them both smiling widely at you as you hear the front door go. Tommy titls his head as he looks at you. Then heading to his bottle of whiskey he grabs out a second glass. Topping up his one before puring you one. Walking over to you he hands you the fresh glass.

"I take it the plan worked?"

"Harry Thompson left late last night. He was seen getting into a car and driving off with his belongings". He clinks his glass to yours "Well done to your first official business ordeal. You're offically a Shelby" Taking a sip his drink as a soft smile appears on your face. His eyes watching yours as you do the same with the glass. Him standing about a foot away from you. You get the scent of whiskey and smoke from him.

"Thats excellent new Mr Shelvy. I'm glad the plan worked"

"As am I"

"What time did you find out he'd gone?"

"Early this morning. John and Arthur came round to tell me. We decided to celebrate the victory and have been celebrating since" you chuckle slightly. His mind only seeming to have noticed your nigthdress. He glances downwards. Trailing his eyes over the fabric before bringing them back up to meet yours.

He downs the rest of his drink. Placing his glass on the small coffee table. Standing straight again he closes the gap between you. His hand coming up to cup your face. Moving his thumb over your lips. Your cheeks going a soft shade of crimson at the affection. Your eyes still fixed on his. "Drink. Got to celebrate this victory, ey?". You smile, turning your head to the side slightly as you down your drink. He takes the opportunity to start kissing yur neck.

You let out a satisified sigh. Feeling his hand take the now empty galss from you. Hearing the soft clink as he places it onto the coffee table. His hands going to your hips as he holds you close to him. Feeling him start to grow in his trousers. The thin fabric of your night dress leaving very little to the imagination for the both of you. He unties the loose knot in the front of your gown. Pulling it off your shoulders and discarding it onot the floor. One hand snaking your waist. The other coming up and gripping at your breasts. His lips attacking your neck as he begins to massage your boob.

Your hands come up. Gently going to the side of his head. Reminvg it from your neck. Making him look at you "Mr Shelby... we cant here... my sisters..."

"You are my wife. And this is my house. Where else do ypu propose I can fuck you, ey?"

"But what if they see us...?" you whisper "Or even hear us for that matter?"

"I'll be quick" his hands moves from your chest where it was happy resting. Resting it over your mouth as he lowers his voice "All you have to do is not make a sound..." a soft whimper escapes your lips. Causing him to grin. His hands both drop to your hips. Forcibly turning you around. Pushing you to armchair in the room. Your hands going to the back of it as a means to not fall over. Your knees hit the plush seat. He rakes up your dress. Holding it up with one hand as he unbuttons his trousers. You hear him spit, seconds later feeling him rubbing his palm over your core. You whine out. Knees going up onto the chair as you push your hips back into his touch.

A few seconds later and he plunges himself into you. The lack of foreplay making the strecth almost unbearable. Causing you to cry out. The hand holding your night dress up moves. Snaking around your waist as he pulls you flush against him. Holding you up as the other hand covers your mouth. He turns your head to look at him. His dull nails digging into the flesh of your cheeks as you feel tears coming to your eyes. He comfortingly sushes you. Giving you a little bit of time to adjust before he starts to move his hips into yours. The pain going through your body quickly turning to pleasure as you cunt quickly adjusts to him. Your hands come up to his arm wrapped around you. Gripping at him.

Holding onto him for dear life as he continuesly plunges his cock in and out of your needy hole. You shut your eyes. Feeling the tears from your eyes fall down your cheeks. But you dont care. Your so focused on him filling you out that you dont care about the tears staining your cheeks. The dull pain between your thighs. The truly vulnerable and submissive state hes put you in. You only care about him. About how good he feels inside of you. And about how close hes managed to get you to your high.

"SUch a good girl for me. Letting me fuck this pretty cunt of yours. Fill you up with my seed. You deserve it, love. Being such a good wife. You deserve to be filled with my cum".

You subconsciously tighten around his words. Although you cant see it, you can feel the grin adorning his face. The hand from your mouth moves. Causing you to open your eyes. Being met with his dark, borderline sadistic gaze. A soft whine leaves your lips as you try and remain quiet. His thrusts slowing slightly.

Your hands come up. Moving from his arms to hold at his face as a feeble 'please' escapes your lips. A few more tears fall down your cheeks. His thumb quickly wiping them away, resting it gently onto your shoulder as he watches your eyes. Fresh tears quickly appearing as you can feel your high slowly drifiting away from you. His thrusts slow but continueus.

"Please sir...". he brushes the hair from your face. Tucking it behind your ear before placing his hand back over your mouth. Your arm goes around his neck as he continues to hold you flush against his body. Your other hand going to his wrist.

He starts thrusting at a godly speed. You practcily scream. Digging your nails into the flesh f his wrist. He kisses your shoulder. Grunting as he pushes himself deep inside of you. Feeling his cum hit your walls. You feel your hips start to spasm. Your own orgasm hitting you. Helping to milk him dry as he mutters a soft 'fuck' against you. His blunt nails digging into the softness of your cheeks as you tighten around him. You shut your eyes. A few more tears trailing down your face as you come down from your high.

His hand going from your mouth to gently brush the liquid away. You reac your hands out. STeadying yourself on the chair again as he pulls out of you. Watching his seed fall from your folds. He collects the jucies onto his tip. Pushing them back into your hole. You whine out in discomfort. Overstimulation and the dull ache being to much for you. But he thrusts a few more times before pulling out fully. Bringing your nightdress down to cover your intimate part before he puts himself back int his trousers.

Your breathing becomes steady again. Resting down into the chair. Feeling his hand brush your hair out of your face. You open your eyes. A tired smile on your face as you meet his blue eyes. "I have some work to do" you nod. Turning so you can stand up. Him steadying you as you wobble slightly. A slight smirk on his face. Knowing that hes the reason for your unsteadyiness. But your to cock drunk to care at this moment in time.

"I'll see you later then Mr Shelby" he smiles. Nodding as he lets your arm go. Going to the front door as yu hear it bang behind him. Quickly followed by the sound of his voice next door. You give yourself a few more minutes before getting up off the chair. Going upstairs to get dressed.

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[lostiolite]

Saw you liked dangerous fellows and are accepting requests, I was wondering if you could write headcannons for all the characters? Maybe include how they act the first time you meet in comparison to how they are after getting close with them. What they're like with physical affection, holding hands, kissing cuddling etc. Whatever you can think of about a headcannon basically. You don't have to but I'd also love if you could include other characters like Judy, Sue, Jae and Scarlett! (If you think she's redeemable 💀) Thank you so much! <3

so i didnt due jay or hailely but anyways yeah! sorry for taking FOREVR

and its not proof read because i am not proof reading 3.0k words on a laggy laptop

LAWRENCE  

He's interesting, a knight in shinnng armor with some… things going on. I don't think he’d change much over the course of your relationship. He is down for anything because it's you. 

He's kind, calm, and very attentive. He notices things about you that you don't even realize. He always seems to pop in at the most convenient moments. This has to do with the fact that he's extremely over protective and territorial of you. He doesn’t let  it show early on though. 

After you get close and kind of stuck with him is when he shows his much more overbearing side. Hes like a sick guard dog that scares anyone away. Anyone who steals your attention, female or male, platonic. especially romantic he doesn’t like. He gets jealous, like crazy jealous. Hes insane, he holds your worth over his own family (cannon), but that doesn’t mean he isnt above hurting you. Thank god it wont ever come to that though. Both in cannon, because its too dangerous and the lack of profesionall medical tools could mean the msallest injury could be fatal. And in a no zombie au because, well the law. Korea is the land of cctv afterall, his ass would get caught. 

Overall, hes very helpful. Hes always down to listen to you. To him, your voice and love is a cure to even his darkest thoughts. Hes very genuine in his love with you too. He wont hesitate to compliment you or give you a little kiss here or there or everywhere. He loves holding hands, kissing and cuddling. He wants to be with you, be you and be your savior. He loves you genuinely with all his heart. He could be stuck an eternity with you and you alone and he would be happy for said eternity. To him, you made all the wrong in life right, and the once dull colors vibrant. He actually enjoys waking up now. He’s a very complex man. I dont think he cares about pda, or public appearances much when you’re inloved. He couldn’t give less of a fuck what everyone else thinks, (he does actually).  I dont think he has much self worth. Its hard to explain. Hes smart, pretty and (probrably) athletic, or physically capible. He knows he the guy girls and even guys swoon over, but he doesn’t really have a personality. His only sense of self worth comes from his academics and what others think of him. Hes begun to find life dull, even so he doesn’t know what else to do. Everyone is snakes so when he meets someone (you) whos genuine he latches on with every bit of his being. You gave him the ability to find his self worth as a human and outside of academics, which also means you hold alot of power against him, even if you dont know yourself. I think he really just needs to learn that you love him for him no matter what. Then his extreme tendencies will lessen abit. As for love language i think he exceeds in all of them, though he may lack in quality time for his busy schedule. Study with him, he would really enjoy it. Even if you aren’t talking, just cuddling or embracing as you do your studies is something really intimate that makes every part of him warm. He could genuielnty get lost in thought looking at you. Will do your hair, doesn’t matter what kind of hair you’ve got. He will research and learn how to take care of it. Again, to him intimate moments like freshly showering and in pj’s is something that makes him so happy he could die. He’s also fine with matching outfits. But I think he likes matching stationary and studying tools more. It makes him smile. Back on the topic of studying, he LOVEs when you ask him questions, it could be a simple “9x9 is 81 RIGHT???” and he’ll smile as he nods. I think once he learns some genuelen self love and respect, he will be awesome. Tbh, i dont think he’d raise his voice in arguments, I think he’d be somewhat condescending. “Oh dont you get it?” “this is for the better”. Lowkey i feel like he’d deflate imeediatley after out of fear that you’d leave. When you move in together i think the highlight of his day will be waking up next to you. Wakes up an extra hour early jsut to cuddle you.

As for children, i could see 2 paths. Genuine love after he learns self respect. Or the Aishi route where he only loves them for being the actual embondiment of the love between you and him. But i like the first idea more so- he does everything his parents couldn't. Tries his best to promote their studies while also giving them love. 

EUGENE

Standoffish, and tsundere. Hes very cautious of people. He has firm boundaries of who he considers friend or foe. That being said he becomes much more attentive and protective (different than Lawrence) to you. He wont let anyone defame you and acts like a worried mother, telling you to dress up for the cold and chastises you for forgetting sick. Kind of like a worried mother. Hes very blunt and sometimes comes off as rude but he genuinely doesn't mean to. 

As for physical affection i feel like hes playfully aggressive. Big fan of hand holding in public. I think he likes to hold your head close to him. Hes a big fan of arcade dates, especially the rhythm game ones. He loves playing crane games even if they are rugged. Will do the cliche thing of winning a gift for you at a carnival / fair but its the cutest thing ever. Forehead kisser 100%. Composes music for you, its a huge way of showing his love for you. Makes playlists and burns cd’s for you and to listen to together. Would love it of you were to return the act. If you play an instrument or sing he would 100% wanna duet. Omg imagine starting a band with him. You don't even have to make the music, you could literally be the artist or music video maker. WOuldn't that be so cute (i cant help but think of niigo) 

Much more understanding of fandom culture and things of the like, so yapping about your fav artists or even characters would be nice because he actually understands most of the internet lingo. Likes all your social media posts and makes stupid silly comments. All your moots/oomfies know who he is because wherever you are, he is aswell.

When hes comforting you, he will usually bash the other party for being the cause of your sadness. He usually insults them and their viewpoints while rubbing your hair. Hes really stubborn, so please be patient with him. Hes trying to get better, because he doesnt want to hurt the person he loves.

ETHAN

Unioricnly, a nice bonding time would be sleeping lolololo. Hes extremely standoffish at the beginning, like usual. But once you get his socials, he becomes much more understandable since hes able to communicate better online through sms. Even though hes a rather dry texter, you slowly learn to understand him more. I dont think he would go out of his way to participate in cheesy coupley stuff. BUt, if you asked him to then he would. I dont think his personality toward you would change much and most people woudnt be able to tell that you are dating but thats honestly for the better because hes generally a more private person. However, just because its not visible doesnt mean that he doesnt love you. WIll put his life on the line for you in a heart beat. And considering his physical strength he will not hesitate to put someone in their place if they tried something on you. 

Despite his muscular figure, hes very cuddly and cozy. I feel like hes a crazy sleeper who sleeps in the wackiest positions. But, he always manages to wrap his arms around you. I feel like he would kiss you on the nose or lips.  Please help him study for all the classes hes slept thoruhg. In return he will do something like “this is for you ___” while hes playing baseball or something. Wether or not he misses it still enamores the people viewing because its so weirdw watching ethan, the usually cool and quiet one proclaim his love for you. On that note his teammates find his subtle change in behaboir cute. Like the way he starts constantly checking his phone during practice to see if he got a text from you. Or the small smile that tugs on his lips informing them that he got a text from you.

I just know he would be horrible at comforting you. Probably just stands there confused. He puts his hand on your shoulder then hugs you because thats all he can do. He will text you later, when his thoughts are much more composed. These messages are  heartfelt because you can tell he put effort into it.

ZION

He teases you with malice at first, like he does with everybody. But once he gets a soft spot the teasing become more endearing and he becomes much more protective of you. If you don't like the teasing he will (try) to stop. Only he can tease you and will get one anyone for teasing you (if it makes you uncomfortable). I dont think hes the biggest fan of PDA, more just things like hand holding and thats it. The nail in the coffin for your relationship is when he becomes vulnurbale and opens up about his past. Hes a big and small spoon tbh. As much as he portrays himself as rash, he is ultimately a big teddy bear. He definitely gives big bear hugs. Definetly just a straight up mouth kisser. Oh yeah he would square up with anyone who tries anything on you. Not to mention hes really rich so he would blacklist them from the neverland parks. Spoils you rotten, makes a while fiasco out of any achievement and throws a big fat fucking party, or if your not a party person just buys something really expensive and makes a big deal out of it. Takes you shopping for clothes and anything you like (like… figurines). I don't think he would be opposed to the idea of ordering custom plushies/figures of the two of you. As for his rich family, they obviously wouldn't be fond of him dating a commoner but he can always marry someone for political gain and just spend his time with his actual partner.

HARRY

Self-depricating and too kind for his good. Hes extremely nice to you as he is everyone at the start so you dont really feel special. Hes the type to be straightforward and as you out. Hes very old fashioned, or tries to be considering his lack of money. Im going to be honest i dont think hes in the best mental state. He would jump off the roof if you asked him too. He feels like a burden to his mother just for existing and will take along time to open up to you. Hes also very manipulatable, due to his lack of selfworth. Hes much more willing to indulge in pda. Afterall why woulnt he showcase his love for you? Doesnt have mch money so his dates usually consist of cheap convenience store runs or hanging out at his work. As self-loathing as he is, would probrabbly be the best partner. He will very much communicate his feelings. Hes very patient with you despite all your flaws. He loves you from the earth and back and would do anything to make you happy. Please get him a violin (im pretty sure he sold it in cannon to pay for bills?). Will play you dozens of love songs and your favoirtes. Shows up with flowers and chocolates on valentines because thats how he is. The very supportive golden retriever boyfriend who will cheer you on no matter what. Hes your best friend and number one fan.

JUDY

Happy trooper! Shes super jolly and just like Harry overly nice to everyone so its hard to tell how much you mean to her specifically. I think she would also be straight forward about confessing but much more nervous and blushing. She starts jumping with joy when you accept. Huge pda fan, will give the biggest fattest fucking smooch to you whereever whenever. Loves cuddling, doesnt care about big or small spoon. Just holding you close is enough for her. Super smily and her demeanor can lift you up in a ,matter of seconds. After getting into a relationship, not much changes other than the blatant kissing. sHe is more real with you and will voice her doubts about things that scare her. shes really good at keeping herself grounded and helping others. Posts you for national bf/gf day and says endearing cheesy things. I cant help but feel like shes silly with text but also unirronicly uses smily faces like an old grandma. 

SUE

Shes similar to lawrence, but like not batshit crazy. She also isnt as playful, espcially when you first meet her. Her treatment towards you will be either one, you dont really care about your studies and act stupid and she kind of just shoves you aside or you are her study buddy or someone she deems respectable. Shes also kind of like a nagging mother but not too a harsh degree. She always takes note of your state and brings you snacks/gifts because they reminded her of you even if she doesnt realize it. She kind of quiet and introverted but i dont really think she minds pda. She doesnt see why she should chare about what others think about her relationship afterall. Though, i dont think she goes out of her way to kiss you in public, she saves it for more intimate or important times. 

If i can recall correctly she was part of student council so trust she will be using that to her advantage if anyone tries to bother you. I think spending time with her is fun especially because she probably helps with school events so you two always have something fun to do. Afterall whats better than helping out at a fair and also getting to go on a date at the same time. Dating Sue has a ton of perks because (especailly if you were already a goodie-two shoes thats liked by teachers) teachers will be way more lenient of you. Practically letting you guys do things that the other kids cant do. Shes definitely big spoon and is surprising really cozy. I think fur coats would look nice on her so hugging her in the winter is definitely a plus. 

SCARLETT

Shes a hard one to get along with. Her abrasive attitude doesnt really change much and its really hard for you to tell when she starts to like you because again, her attitude doesnt change. Its smaller things like her worrying about you under the gaze of simply being curious. If your oblivious or just dont catch on to her, it will just eventually get to a point where she aporaches you, asks you out and demands an answer. Definitely a big pda person, and flaunts you around like “heh! Yea this is MY partner. Goes or drags you on shopping dates. Not only does she dress up but she dresses you up and she has a really great eye for fashion. Its very clear that shes the “bratty princess” characatchure.

Anyways i think she would have a fun time setting up a home date for the two of you, like doing your nails as you two listen to a tv drama channel or just gossip. Very iconic couple and gf 10/10. I think she would switch between big and little spoon, she doesnt have a solid preference, its more of a spur of the moment feeling for her. Kisses you with lipstick and takes photos.

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Out of curiosity, out of their D/s dynamic, what else is freakiest about their intimate time? The dynamic itself is already a good layer, but I'm curious about what else they would enjoy or have tried! You've talked about overstim and mirrors before, so there is some more layers of kink to them, would you mind sharing them?

THIS TURNED LONG sorry, im putting the tl dr here and the full ramble UTC:

tl;dr: d/s and saran being gentle in tone and care, even during punishment or rougher sex, praise kink, bondage (rope and mental), body worship and biting (vika fantasies of being even closer to saran by being consumed), eye contact/watching, saran instructing vika how to touch himself, overstim/edging. hard limits: neglect/ignoring vika, degradation

theyre the kind of couple that are open and would try out anything i guess, saran even more so and roping vika in but never pushing him into things if he knows vika is not 100% sure or comfortable

i did mention a few times saran is a soft dom; it doesnt mean hes a soft boy (tm) who would never be rough or punish, some ppl tend to mistake this kinda thing or think that every dom (soft or hard) are the same

sarans overall tone and handling is more gentle. he doesnt yell at vika, never calls him dirty names, doesnt degrade him. he doesnt punish him harshly if he doesnt do as instructed; he doesnt tell vika to behave or put him back into his place. he silently keeps track of every false move or disobedient behavior, makes vika think about it and later, he acts

saran is kind and gentle, always collected and calm and always praising vika even when hes punishing him or fucking him silly. he loves praising vika and calling him sweet names, as much as vika loves being praised. vika eats up all of his attention, all his sweet words, even if its embarrassing ones (they make him run hot). also as mentioned, saran enjoys worshiping vikas body and biting him (hes careful not to cause serious harm or wounds with his teeth) - vika loves it as well (smth smth his need to be consumed and kept close to saran)

bondage, both ropes (saran is rlly good at the art of rope bondage) and mental bondage is a huge HUGE part in their intimate time bc of vika enjoying pressure and submitting/putting himself into sarans hands. it puts him in such a relaxed, obedient state and knowing hes all tied up/restrained and open for saran to see turns him on a lot. he loves being instructed and taken care of by saran, having all his attention

speaking of attention, saran loves looking into vikas eyes esp so when hes deep into subspace (which is safer for vika too since hes not tempted to stare back then, as usual)

saran always puts vikas pleasure over his own and most often doesnt even put it in. smth he likes to do often is to instruct vika while watching him

he doesnt push vika too far or forces him into things; he can read vika so well and knows whats possible and what isnt. since vika is so sensitive, overstimulation and edging is also a big thing as i mentioned before and saran overwhelms him, pushes him as far as he knows vika can handle and take. saran is always "too much in the right way". he knows what vika wants and desires, knows when he wants it sweet and slow and when he wants it harder

a big no/hard limits are things like neglect or degradation. saran would never take his eyes off vika or ignore him; he would also never degrade him in any way or use harsh words. vika cant handle such things

sorry my answer turned out long and idk if its all over the place, its hard to describe it well what is so vivid and clear in my head AHKAJSBCKJ

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ SUNSET SPOTTING!

a/n : hi so this isnt my best piece of work, i js felt like i needed 2 post :P (also, im REALLY shit at writing furina + neuvillette, i js wanted to try writing them, sorry if its inaccurate :( +THE BEGINNING IS HARD TO READ LIKE I HATE IT SM ARRRGHHH - i reread this and i found it MAD cringey sooo..

SUMMARY - basically you and furina suggested to neuvillette to go out in public. of course neuvillette was a busy man, but he just has to make time for you. ( also watching the sunset :> )

you and furina were catching up over some tea, as you two rarely saw each other as you were both so busy with work.

“hey furina..”

“yes y/n?” furina looked up, her bright blue eyes meeting yours, taking a sip of her tea

“you, me and my darling neuvillette should go out today.” you say proudly, as if all three of you would go out together. it’s always just been you and furina.

furina giggled when you called neuvillette your 'darling' and took another sip of her tea whilst looking around. “your absolutely obsessed with neuvillette, y/n. I personally find it adorable how you gush over him twenty-four seven , but, i highly doubt all three of us would go out. neuvillette is practically drowning in work…”

you pursed your lips, as if you really thought about it

“just you watch furina, all three of us WILL go out together!” you say with a smug smirk, getting out of your chair.

“y/n, y/n, y/n…” furina sighed putting her tea down and following you.

you proudly walked to neuvillettes office, where of course, he’s doing boring documents and signing papers.

“how’s my gorgeous, cunning, sexy, handsome, beautiful, iconic, courageous boyfriend THE neuvillette doing?” you beam whilst opening the door, furina trailing behind you

“well, hello to you too, y/n.” neuvillette smiles. he knew you were going to ask him for something, as you don’t usually call him those lovey-dovey names. at least, not all together.

“i have a teeny, tiny itzy bitzy request for you.” you grin, furina facepalming knowing damn well this whole 'going out together' thing isn’t going to happen and it’s just going to be you and furina, again.

“go on, my love.” neuvillette stops writing and places his quill down, then interlocking his fingers together like some sort of ceo, i mean he is chief justice of fontaine..

“sooo… i was wondering if you could stop working for an hour or two, to go out in public to clear our minds? we both know how stressed out you’ve been recently.” you furrowed your brows at that last comment, attempting to persuade him to stop working

he purses his lips, glancing at the window in his office “mmm… as much as i want too, i simply cannot. i’m sure furina told you about how much work i’m doing.”

“pretty pleaaaaseeeeee neuuuuuvi?” neuvillette knew you were the type to try to get anyone do anything for you, and the fact you added his adorable nickname you made for him, he REALLY thought about it.

“come on y/n, maybe just us TWO should go out together. let’s LEAVE this poor man alone.” furina says, adjusting her little top hat on her head, attempting to egg you on with the comment she just made

“you’re SO right furina!! we should DEFINITELY go out together, WITHOUT the chief justice of Fontaine!!” you and furina turned around, backs facing neuvillette, arm in arm, smiling at eachother

“have fun, you two. don’t get into too much trouble.” neuvillette waved you and furina off, your mouth agape as neuvi said this. was this man REALLY being serious?

“uggghhhhhhh please neuvi? just for an hour! pretty please with a cherry on top?” you turned around, and at this point you were properly begging for this man, and neuvi took notice of your whiny voice

furina chuckled at how desperate you were for him to go out. neuvillette usually kept himself out of the public eye, unless you dragged him outside.

you grasped neuvillette’s hand, pulling him outside his office. “you can do those shitty documents later, the suns about to set.. and there’s nothing like watching the sunset with my lovely boyfriend!” you gleamed at neuvi, furina leading you outside to the nearest aquabus station she could find.

you found yourself on the aquabus which Aeval was always on, and you, furina and neuvillette stroke up a conversation with her. you weren’t talking about anything specific, just whatever came to mind.

after a while, you came to romaritime harbor. there weren’t many people there, as it was getting late.

“you don’t have to act all tough and regal, neuvi.” you nudged him lightly, as it seemed he was holding a lot of weight on his shoulders, after all, he is a very important man.

“i suppose so. there isn’t many civilians around today..” neuvillette huffed, dropping his shoulders ever so slightly

“awwh, what cuties you two are…” furina giggled to herself as the three of you walked towards the edge of the balcony

the sun was setting behind sumeru’s desert mountains, and everything felt perfect.

you stood in between furina and neuvillette, staring out whilst your head rested on neuvillette’s shoulder. there was a comfortable silence in the air.

“i love you, neuvillette.”

“i love you too, y/n.”

“...aaaaaaand BOOM! you get married to eachother, have kids and live happily ever after.” furina smirked, knowing you’d blush at the thought of getting married to the iudex himself,  neuvillette.

“oh shush, furina.” you waved her off, one hand covering your cheeks as they were painted a rosy pink

“…i would like that.” neuvillette says, looking at the painted sky

“...like what?” you asked, looking up at him

“i would like to get married to you, and have children with you.” neuvi looked down at you, making eye contact

“i would like that, too.” you smiled at him.

“ooooooooooooooh~” furina says in a high pitched voice, leaning forwards

“oh shut up, furina!” you and neuvillette groaned in unison, and once you both realised you said that at the exact same time, you all started laughing together.