#srry for any writing errors

[v4mpiirew1tch]

untitled padded little bakugo fic!! uhh,

comfort, fluff, bkdk, little bakugo & cg izuku

1402 words,,

Katsuki sits with his shoulder against the wall as he sits on his boyfriend’s bed, legs pushed to his chest with his arms wrapped around him as he tries to focus on the cartoon playing from Izuku’s phone, instead of his very real issue.

Izuku, who’s only an arm’s length away from him, has no idea that he needs to be changed and Katsuki is trying everything he can to keep it that way. Just a few moments ago, he complained that Izuku was “too close” when he’s never complained about that before.

Usually, he’s the one urging them to cuddle or sometimes even crying when his boyfriend doesn’t have him wrapped up in his arms or in his lap while they watch television together.

But now, because Katsuki decided to hold off going to the bathroom because he needed to watch one more episode, he’s feeling wet, uncomfortable, and most importantly—ashamed for even putting himself in this situation in the first place.

Unlike some of their other friends who regress, Katsuki doesn’t necessarily need to wear a diaper or any other kind of protection. It’s true that he can regress to the age of three years old, but fortunately the chances of wetting the bed isn’t as high as anyone else.

His real issue is his attention or holding things off in favor of other activities. Izuku can count on one hand the times that he’s suggested that Katsuki should maybe take a break from playing tag with Eijirou or Shoto and use the bathroom, only to shout back at him with embarrassment that Izuku can’t tell him what to do and he’s not the boss of him.

And every single time, without fail, Izuku has to shush his poor, weeping baby and hold his hand as they make their way to the bathroom so he can get cleaned up.

And now, holding himself as he hopes with all his heart that Izuku doesn’t somehow notice that he’s wet, is feeling like he’s going to burst into tears at any moment.

“Kacchan?” His boyfriend suddenly calls out to him, “Are you okay?”

Katsuki jolts. With a shaky breath, he wipes his nose and ducks his head into his arms, “‘M fine…”

Izuku frowns, inching a little closer. “...Are you sure? You’ve been quiet for so long, baby, you’re usually so vocal.”

For a moment, they’re both quiet. Izuku knows deep within his heart that his Kacchan would never be this quiet if there wasn’t a good reason for it.

His mind wanders to the possibility that maybe he’s grumpy because he’s hungry or simply tired, but, one, if Katsuki wanted a snack, he would let Izuku know. Very loudly. And two, he’s already learned the body language that Katsuki gives when he needs a nap, and it definitely isn’t the one he’s giving right now.

So there’s only one other reason why Katsuki would be acting like this, and it’s a situation that he’d been thinking about ever since Katsuki agreed that he needs protection when he’s little.

Already having almost every possibility in his mind for the way this conversation could go, he decides that he needs to be as gentle with Katsuki as possible.

He reaches over to grab his boyfriend’s hand and asks, “…Do you need to be changed?”

Katsuki’s shoulders start to shake as the sob he’s been holding in since he realized he was wet in the first place. He hiccups, “I dunno…”

“You don’t know?” He asks, gently.

Katsuki shakes his head, not yet wanting to admit it.

Izuku folds his hands in his lap patiently. He coos, “Do you feel wet, baby?”

As soon as he sees tears slipping out of his eyes and sobs escaping Katsuki’s mouth, Izuku pulls his boyfriend in and gives him a hug. It’s less of a stressful cry, more akin to a baby who’s simply upset.

Izuku never discourages Katsuki from crying, in fact encourages him to sometimes because he knows it’ll make him feel better to let it all out. But right now he can’t help but shush his boyfriend as he pulls him into his lap and wraps his arms around him.

“Ohh,” He whispers, rocking Katsuki in his arms. “This is all still scary, huh?”

Katsuki nods his head with a pouty lip. He whimpers, tears dampening his boyfriend’s shoulder. “Y-Yeah…!”

Izuku hums, pushing his blond hair back and pressing a gentle kiss on his forehead. “I know, Kacchan. It’s okay to be scared.”

Hearing that, he digs his face deeper into Izuku’s shoulder. It was such a conflicting feeling, needing to wear protection. But deep down, he knew that being padded made him feel safer, knowing that there would be no more switching his uncomfortable, wet pants for cleaner ones when Izuku had to change him in the bathroom.

When Izuku moves slightly, Katsuki whines and holds onto his shirt to keep him seated. “I’m not going anywhere far, I promise!” Izuku tells him. “I just need to grab my supplies so we can get you changed, okay?”

Katsuki’s rubs the tears away from his eyes, “Okay…”

Izuku sits him back on the bed, which Katsuki whines at again. “You’re okay Kacchan, I’m right here.” He assures him, rubbing his knee as goes and reaches under his bed.

Katsuki watches him pull out an orange diaper bag that’s patterned with cutesy cartoon characters and sit it on the bed. Izuku stands up from the bed, unzipping the bag and taking out a clean, fluffy towel.

With a smile, he lays the towel out near the edge of the bed and pats it for his boyfriend to sit on. “Over here, Kacchan!” He gently encourages.

With a wobbly bottom lip, he scoots on top of the towel. But he’s surprised when Izuku suddenly gasps. “Oh my gosh! I almost forgot something…!”

Katsuki blinks at him confused as he digs back into the diaper bag and pulls out a similarly orange pacifier along with a bear plushie.

“Your stuffie!” Izuku beams, handing it to his little one.

The biggest smile spreads on Katsuki’s face. “Bear!” He says as he holds his plushie in his arms. Taking the opportunity, Izuku pops the pacifier into his mouth and he watches it bob against Katsuki’s lips.

With him distracted, Izuku gently lies Katsuki down on the fluffy towel. Katsuki can feel his sweatpants being undressed, his shirt pull up slightly, and hears the tapes of his diaper being pulled off.

It’s disposed of in a nearby mini trash can and Izuku makes a mental note to empty it out before the night is over. While Katsuki’s still feeling okay, sucking on his pacifier, he grabs a clean diaper and starts pushing it under Katsuki’s bottom.

Izuku coos at him, tickling Katsuki’s stomach, which makes him giggle so much that his pacifier almost falls out.

He giggles back, taking out lavender scented baby powder and baby wipes. This is the part where Izuku needs to be really gentle. He soothes Katsuki’s whines by shushing him again as he cleans his bottom and parts with the baby wipes.

“Shh, we’re almost done Kacchan.” Izuku tells him, sprinkling a decent amount of baby powder onto him. “And you’re doing really well!”

Once that’s done, Izuku’s finally able to do the tapes of the diaper and pull his pants back up. With a big smile, he sits Katsuki back up and congratulates him, “You did it, baby, you’re all finished! You were so brave!”

Katsuki blinks in surprise, not expecting it to be over so soon. Not like he wanted it to last longer, but it didn’t last as long as he thought it would and wasn’t nearly as bad as he imagined.

The blond’s mouth quirks into a bashful smile. “‘M brave?” He says behind his pacifier, holding his bear plushie closer.

Katsuki’s suddenly pulled into a comforting hug. “Mhm! Kacchan is so, so brave!” Izuku cheers, peppers his little one’s face in kisses.

Katsuki can’t help but giggle as he’s showered in kisses and praise. He’s happy again, not just because of Izuku, but because he’s comforted by the soft texture on his bottom.

He’s reminded how little it makes him feel, how safe it makes him feel. Katsuki settles himself against Izuku’s chest, happy that he’s dry again. Maybe being padded isn’t the worst thing in the world after all.

[fran-oewm9]

Ive been looking through some blogs on tumblr lately and I was thinking about posting other stuff other than drawings and shitpost sooo maybe tomorrow (? :^ for example thoughts I have sometimes, what Im doing, the food im eating at the moments n stuff like taht ^^'

[ruanmnei]

Well Rested ! ! !

Helping a friend in need.

word count. . . 1k ~

tags. . . NSFW, danheng x afab!reader, gn pronouns, pet names ( baby ), mutual masturbation, p in v, pent up, creampie, self indulgent (i love danheng so much…), ps. srry for any errors, my pussy wrote this and like my first time posting my writings…

“FUCK… DANHENG!” you squealed as you feel his heavy cock abusing your tight pussy. aeons, you should’ve done this a long time ago. . .

it all started when you abruptly sent him a link,

‘how sex improves your sleeping habits - link’. is it true? lol :p

Come to the Archives, let me fact check it.

you never expected him to agree at first, “he’s probably just joking” but all of that was threw out of the window as he pulled you into the archives before locking the door. he pressed his body against yours as he explored your mouth, lips crashing into each other as your tongues danced, the kiss got you panting as you tried to satisfy your greed by rubbing your thighs together.

“sooo desperate, aren’t we?” you teased, but he simply replied by saying “hmm? your so wet already…show me, show me how you touch yourself.” it’s hard to disagree when he requested sooo politely, you hesitated but then the sudden flustered look on his face motivated you to continue.

you took off your panties before discarding it somewhere, oh, you sat on the edge of his wimpy mattress. your hand slowly traveling down before resting against your puffy clit, “spread your legs, baby…” he whispered, which you comply, spreading your legs apart so he could see the view.

you slowly played with your folds, tracing up and down - trying to gather your slick before finally sticking two fingers in, you glanced up to him watching intently whilst palming his pretty cock, aeons… the voices he’s making… he’s so whiny.

“mmh…you look so good like that—I bet you’ve been so pent up huh?” he chuckled, and you almost came undone there and then. he noticed you jolted as your thighs started shaking, before reaching your high, he gripped your hand tightly before removing it from your sensitive pussy.

and just like that, he started licking and drinking your juices like there’s no tomorrow, his tongue taking long strips from your clit to your pussy before you could feel his wet muscle slowly make its way.

fuck, he just looks so hot, face all flushed and hair messy, you wanna taste him so bad, but that thought was pushed away by your sudden orgasm, and he slurps it all up, like it was his last meal.

“mm, so wet, bet it can just slip in” he chuckled as he stood up and removed his pants, you can finally see his pretty cock in all of its glory, pale with a pink tip—long and relatively girthy with a prominent vein, shit, you want it so bad.

he wiped off the tears that stained your cheeks, before pushing you back into the bed “shh, can I?” he’s such a gentlemen, even in this circumstances. you said yes, of course.

he grinded his cock over your folds first, using your slicked (now mixed with his precum) as lube. occasionally, the tip would slide in, but he pulls away instantly—almost as if he was torturing you.

“please… just put it in….” you cried out, “please what? put what in? ask for it, haven’t you learned about manners?” he sneered.

“please! can you just put your dick in, dan heng?!” you begged him, though your tone sounded half-assed, not giving you any warning, he suddenly plunged his cock in.

if the Astral Express didn’t hear the loud scream you just made, they’re probably lying. how could you keep your voice down when he’s pounding into you like a rabid dog in heat?

“FUCK… DANHENG!” you squealed as you feel his heavy cock abusing your tight pussy. aeons, you thought to yourself, ‘maybe you should’ve done this a long time ago.’

repetitive slapping noises came from the Archive, you can feel your slick across your inner thighs, dripping down onto the mattress, he rammed his cock in such a fast and desperate pace you’re sure you wont be able to walk without limping.

not that you care—the pleasure blinded you, especially when he just hits all the right places, and once he found that one spot that made your eye rolls, he abused it, making you arch towards his chest.

he finally unbuttoned your stupidly restricting shirt before playing with your hardened nipples, pinching, twisting it, before sucking on one of them as the other continued to be stimulated by his fingers.

it’s all too much, his mouth, his hand, his cock deep in you, your brain is practically mush now, all you can think is how good this man is making you right now.

“‘m gonna—cum in you” he panted out, though you *try* to stay quiet, only letting out a hum of approval as well as a few grunts and small moans, he can feel the way your cunt tighten around his cock, you’re close as well. “shit baby…, loosen up a bit.” he grunted in your ear as his hand dropped at your clit before rubbing tight circles, making your body shiver in pleasure.

“cant.. gonna cum… gon’ cum!!!” as you reached your bliss, your eyes rolled back in pleasure, he sloppily did a few more thrust before unleashing his load into you. you’ve never felt so full in your life ever before, he practically emptied out all of his balls—just how much has he been keeping?!

as he pulled himself out, some droplets of his cum seeped out of your pussy and he lazily pushed it back into your cunt, once all stuffed, he licked his fingers clean, relishing the flavor from both of your release.

tired and spent, he brought a towel and cleaned your thighs, carefully to not inflict more pain upon you. he hanged your clothes so it wont get too wrinkled, hopefully. once he gave you a glass of water, you both settled under his sheets.

“we can now say that article is true…” he paused, his sentence interrupted by a yawn from himself.

“…lets do it again sometimes, shall we?”

☆ @ruanmnei on tumblr.

[pedricos]

Hi, could you write about Pau, where he and the reader are making out (Silly hands) after a stressful day in Barsí? It doesn't have to be anything explicit, because I still see him with a lot of child.

Pau Cubarsí – can't keep my hands to myself .ᐟ

a.n: sorry sm for taking so long!! english is not my first language, srry for any mistakes!!

summary: light suggestive content, not really explicit!!

cubarsí was not the one to get mad at things. he knows better than get furious and let it out on other people's lives, especially on you.

sure he gets mad just as every other human being, but you can barely tell when he's really bothered by something. but today, for some reason, he just making so many mistakes and it's making him frustrated! everybody makes mistakes, but one after another? he never gets a attention call from flick.

he doesn't understand why he making so many errors if he's so focused on the training. he accidentally sent the ball way too far, he hurt héctor by going too hard on his ankles, he tripped on the cones, his run is too slow.. god!

what is happening today?

is because he's missing you? is because he's jealous of the post you made earlier with a friend of your? no.. he swears he's not the jealous type. maybe it's because it's too hot today in the ciutat esportiva, if you look closely, his head has smoke coming out, cause his neurons are burning under the sun.

exaggeration? maybe. but there's no other plausible explanation for what is happening today.

right now he's sat on the very narrow space of the benches that the sun doesn't hit, drinking some energy drink he doesn't even like that much. but he's thirsty, he's sweating and the day already sucks; that's not even the worse part of it.

“estás bien, hermano?” yamal sits next to him, squeezing the bottle on his hands, drinking a sip of the same tasteless energy drink. “flick is just telling me to pay more attention to what i am doing, but i don't even know what im doing wrong!” cubarsí throws his bottle harshly at the fake lawn. (you're good, bro?)

he kicks the bottle away, making the liquid splash everywere, but can't care less. “it's fine, man.. we have one more round and we heading home” lamine pats his friends shoulders and gets up, jogging to meet with the rest of his teammates. maybe he's right, maybe if he goes home he'll come back better tomorrow.

and as the rest of the day goes by, he can't actually feels better. the sun start to heat up more the field, making it hard to focus on the ball and not on his teammates ankles. he just felt the anticipation of coming home to you, but it felt like an eternity to get home.

and when he finally comes home, there you are; prettily fresh out of the shower, in your pretty pink satin pajama set, which he brought for you. “hello, there!” you said as cubarsí comes into your shared home, setting his training bag aside on the floor.

“bienvenido de nuevo!" he goes straight to the kitchen, not bothering to answer back, “im watching some games of the week.. wanna watch with me?” you turn around to see your boyfriend, welcoming him back with a big smile and open arms for a hug. (welcome back!)

“estaré aquí en un segundo” he responds with really not much interest, but at least he looks at your direction this time. you only nod, watching pau wonder around the house grabbing his essentials for his shower. (i'll be back in a second)

it doesn't take him so long, in few minutes he's back on more comfy clothes and smelling amazingly sweet. you know your boyfriend is not the type to wear strong men cologne, and you're glad for that. he smells like vanilla and lavender, from his fresh washed clothes.

your body can't help but being immediately going straight for your boyfriend's arms, laying your body on top of his. he didn't really talked too much with you since he came home, which is unusual, because he loves to tell you about his day with his teammates.

“qué pasó, mi amor? why are you so quiet?” your voice is as quiet as it gets, scared to ask say something wrong and upset your boyfriend. he huffs before hugging your waist, finally acknowledging your presence. “i just.. i just made so many mistakes today” he close his eyes, breathing heavily. (what happened, my love?)

“that’s okay, don't we all?” you caresses his face softly, feeling the softness of his skin. he opens his eyes, staring at you with his hypnotic green eyes, making you melt on his arms. it was a reasonable cold day, but his presence felt so warm. “i love you so much” he says before pulling you closer, starting a love-filled kiss.

he missed you so much, and you're finally in his arms now. the kiss was slow and so full of tenderness, so full of caring. he loves you so much, it's overwhelming the amount of feelings that his body holds for you.

he silently asks for permission with his tongue; taking his time to explore your mouth and feel your body connect with his. it's like both of you wanted to become one. crawl under each other's flesh and live happily atomically together.

his hands trailed to your covered butt cheeks, giving them a light squeeze. you arch your back as response, giving the affirmation for him to keep going and to keep his hands there. his touch was so soft yet so possessive.

your own hands finding a way under his shirt, nails tracing his torso. you can feel him shiver under your touch, abdomen contracting. your warm hands chocking against his cold, fresh out the shower, cold skin.

he pants against your lips, hands instantly grabbing harder on your ass.

both of you only breaking the kiss apart to grasp for air, letting out shy giggles as you put your foreheads together.

“yo también te amo, barsí!” (i love you too)

he gives you a light slap on the ass.

”i know you do” he smirks.

check out my masterlist .ᐟ

ill be reopening the requests to get back to work, feel free to also talk to me and ask anything!! 💋

[uumiuyu]

bunny tongue || p.sh

pairing - afab!reader x sub!seonghwa

word count : 1,700+

warnings - sprinkles of fluff, smut (nsfw!mdni), pwp (in a sense that), established relationship and consent, swearing, handjob, oral (f receiving), breastfeeding, lactation, nipple play, pet names (baby, bunny, mommy,etc), cum eating, cumming untouched, overstimulation (m receiving), praise, slight somnophila (if you squint).

a/n : heyy!! so this is like my first time writing something in like years so.. forgive me if it’s not jaw dropping! just dipping my foot in the water again :) i hope you guys enjoy! (no prof read cuz yolo! srry for any grammatical errors as well)

smut under the cut!!

you and seonghwa laid comfortably in bed. your warm snuggles helping him fall deeper into the blissful sleep that awaited him.

you turned your head slightly to catch a glimpse at his beautiful face. his soft expression while sleeping made you swoon.

you began to miss seonghwa while he slept.

so, you decided to have a little fun.. there’s no harm in that, right?

you turned away from him, making yourself the little spoon in the cuddle. hwa gave small whine, already missing your proximity for the little amount of time it was gone.

you wrapped his arm around your waist, securing his embrace around you once more. he hummed in satisfaction, preparing to get back to his slumber.

“how sweet..” you mumbled to yourself. it’s so cute how sensitive he is to the smallest movements. anything can wake him up..

that’s when you slowly started to push your ass back up against his crotch. you made sure to add just the right amount of pressure to make him stir.

a small whimper slipped from his mouth, but his eyes were still glued shut.

you continued to grind against him, adding more and more friction with every movement.

his grip around your waist tightened as he moaned. you looked over your shoulder to see hwa looking at you drowsily, slightly biting his bottom lip.

“y/n ~” hwa whined as you continued your torment.

“hi my love. i missed you..” you responded innocently. before he could respond, he buried his face in the back of your neck, muffling his noises.

he’s hot and bothered, just how you wanted him.

you felt him stiffen in his underwear, his tip poking you slightly. you swiftly paused your grinding, and turned to face the pretty boy.

his glossy eyes beamed at you, as he pouted. your heart fluttered seeing him in this state, with such little effort on your end.

you sat up and leaned down, locking eyes with him.

“did you miss me too, baby?” you questioned, trailing your look to his erection. you felt his eyes eagerly follow your gaze.

“y-yes baby.. missed you so so much.” he breathed hastily.

that’s all you needed to hear.

you wasted no time crashing your lips into his. he hungrily reciprocated. your tongue swiped his bottom lip, deepening the kiss. he moaned as you started to suck on his bottom lip, enjoying the slight sting it gave him.

“let me take care of you, baby.” you spoke into his mouth. he nodded his head longingly, craving you more than ever.

you climbed on top, straddling him. your lips never left his. his moans grew louder once he felt the warmth of your clothed pussy against his restrained dick.

you groaned, feeling yourself grow wetter by the minute. your hips started to rock against him, trying to give yourself some kind of relief.

hwa pulled away from the kiss, audible whimpers falling from his swollen lips.

“y/n.. y/n~ please..” he dragged out in agony, squirming underneath you.

this teasing was torture for him, but the night was just beginning for you.

you pinned his arms by his sides.

“what is it my love?” you expressed with a lifted brow. you knew exactly what he wanted. but you couldn’t give to him right away.

where’s the fun in that?? hm?

he shyly met your glare, biting on his bottom lip again.

“please touch me.” he said slightly above a whisper.

you tilted your head before you replied.

“can you wait a little more for me bunny? mommy wants to play with you a little bit more.” you spoke softly, running your fingers over his bare chest.

his mouth fell agape, face growing a light blush. you began to play with his nipple, earning a small wail from him.

“can you be a good bunny for mommy??” you whispered in his ear seductively.

“y-yes~” he moaned out.

“good bunny.” you stated, kissing his ear lobe before hopping off of him.

“take these off and lay on the edge of the bed.” you tugged at the seam of his boxers, drenched in both of your arousals.

he hurriedly obeyed, as you removed whatever clothing you had on to free yourself.

his eyes followed you as you walked slowly to where he was, dragging the moment out even more.

his round eyes filled with more want as he eyed your body. his body filling with anticipation the closer you approached.

your eyes locked onto his nose, the sharpness of it making your pussy clench.

you climbed onto the bed, hovering your lower body over his face.

“can you make me feel good, bunny?” you asked, fervor overtaking your tone.

you looked down to see hwa licking his lips hungrily.

“yes. please, can i taste you mommy?” he asked breathy, ready to eat.

you moaned at his response, quickly shifting your position to sit on his face.

you let out a sigh of relief as seonghwa immediately went to work, lapping at your folds.

he stuck his tongue in your entrance, earning a hearty moan from you.

“my bunny eats so well.. you like the taste baby?? ” you growled, twerking slightly on his face.

he hummed in response, sending vibrations straight through your pussy.

you moaned at the sensation, locking your legs around his head.

his plush lips latched to your clit, sucking everything he could get into his mouth.

moans flew out your mouth, growing louder and louder.

“ffuck baby.. i love sitting on this pretty face.” you grunted.

he moans at the praise, his dick twitching vigorously.

“taste so good..” he voiced with yern.

you felt your climax approaching. the lewd noises coming from your pussy occupied the room. your squelches and moans making a beautiful tune, rushing more blood to seonghwa’s cock.

you begin to curse, pleasure becoming hard to hold back.

you sloppily begin to drag your pussy across seonghwa face, itching for release.

swear words spewed from your mouth, you were so close.

“that’s it baby.. give mommy what they want..” you spoke through moans, head tossing back.

with one final drag, your clit swiped over his nose, sending you over the edge.

you released with a dragged out moan, and seonghwa followed soon after.

his leaking tip spurted out ropes of cum, landing on his stomach.

he cried out in ecstasy.

you pry your pussy from hwa face, and pulled him into a harsh and indulgent kiss.

you pulled away from the kiss, trailing a string of saliva. hwa chased after your lips, frowning slightly.

you looked down at his stomach, grinning at the mess he made. you traced your fingers up the under side of his dick, making his body jolt slightly.

“did mommy’s bunny make a messy for her?” you cooed, looking him in he eyes.

he nodded his head nervously, thinking he did a bad job.

“its ok baby.” you assured him.

“let’s clean this up..” you gathered the cum on his tummy on the pad of your two fingers ask you spoke. his eyes followed your movements closely, knowing what he had to do next.

you watched him stick his tongue out, gathering his release on your digits, sucking it all off with gluttony, trapping you with his siren-like glare.

your pussy pooled with wetness.

“you’re doing so well my love.” you gushed, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. he beamed with a grin as your mouth began to trail him.

“you think you can give mommy one more??” you asked, nibbling on this skin of his neck.

he whimpers once more, the feeling of your tongue against his skin driving him crazy.

“yes.. i want more. please~” he whined.

you grinned against his skin, pleased with how well behaved he’s been.

“come on bunny, lay in mommy’s lap.” you spoke gently, patting your thighs. he complied with no hesitation.

you wanted to give your bunny the reward he deserved. he’s been such a good boy.

you ran your hand down his abdomen, and you slowly wrapped your hand around his length.

he let out a quick gasp, feeling himself hardened instantly.

you began to stroke him slowly, wanting him to feel every ounce of pleasure you were bringing to him. each stroke of your plam dragging a moan from him.

he found his hands going from the gripping the sheets to massaging your tits. he groped and squeezed, spilling the milk from them. he whimpered watching your milk coat his hands.

you hissed sharply at the sensation, soon lifting his head to your breast. he latched instantly, sucking harshly, while pinched and played with the other breast.

you picked up the pace with your strokes, causing him to moan loud against your chest. he sucked faster, cheeks caving in and out with every slurp on your breast.

you tossed your head back with a groan, stroking him more and more vigorously.

“f-faster~ faster~” he begged with a milk dripping down his chin, now running down his neck.

you tightened your grip around his shaft and stroked harder.

his whimpers grew needy, his breathing becoming irregular. he sucked on your nipple harder and harder, drinking all your supply down.

his stomach tightened, abs burning at how hard he tensed up.

he was getting close.

his whimpers turning into sobs and chants of your name. he tried using your tit to sooth his whines, but the pleasure was overtaking him.

you looked at him with pity in your eyes.

he was trying to hard to hold on, but you knew he was about to erupt.

“you gonna cum for me, bunny? hm? you gonna give mommy another mess baby?” you ask mockingly. you quicken your pace one final time.

“yes! yes! feels s-so good! fuck f-fuck yes!~” he choked out, tears falling down his cheeks. he unlatched from your nipple with a loud pop, swallowing down your warm treat.

he tossed his head side to side. his body burned red, coated with sweat. he panted mercilessly, begging for the climax he needed so badly

“let it go baby.” you spoke softly to an incoherent seonghwa.

he immediately released his load with a loud cry, his seed covering your hand and hitting his face partially. his eyes rolled to the back of his head in pure bliss.

you continued to stroke, milking every last drop out of him.

he yelped as his body shook violently beneath you., running from your touch. he was seeing stars at this point.

you slowed your pace, helping him ride out the rest of his orgasm.

you felt him go limp in your hand, and you slowly released your grip. you watch his chest fall up and down, his breathing becoming even again.

you laid the both you back against the bed carefully, trying not trigger his sensitive body with any sudden movements.

you looked down at seonghwa, in his cum covered, milk drunk state.

he was fighting so hard to stay awake, his eyes feeling like weights were on them.

you patted his head. “you did well bunny. get some rest. i’ll clean us up.” you whispered as you kissed him on the cheek one last time for the night.

he weakly smiled before he snuggled into you, burying his face into your chest once more.

“i love you.” he murmured before he dozed off.

i love you too,

my bunny boy.

[reeniecon]

- THEIR TOXIC TRAIT -

Idia S. , malleus D.

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😮‍💨‼️ : gender-neutral reader, some grammar error (sorry not my first language lol)

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IDIA SHROUD

Jealousy

He is jealous of the way you spend your time outside with your friends than with him in his room. He is jealous that now you laugh harder with your friends than with him. Why couldn't you do that with HIM instead of THEM?.

Overprotective

Ortho, he lost ortho before and he didn't want to lose you too. So he... Programmed ortho to follow you around and help you with anything, it may seem nice and convenient but, sometimes ortho would do too much for you, that you cannot even choose what you want.

"Let me do it, you will not understand it anyway" / " Are you sure about this? "

Ah yes underestimating, such an idia move tbh, so he will underestimate you in certain things, especially with the things that he is good at... You know that Idia is a very logical type of person, so of course he would be using the fastest way to Rome and not waste any time on the way.

"Just leave me alone! "

Idia is used to being alone and handles his feelings alone. So if he gets a little overwhelmed/annoyed because of his game or with your nagging, talking about your day, or whatever it is he will just explode and yell to you to leave me alone.

MALLEUS DRACONIA

I would say that malleus are kinda similar to idia but they have a lot of differences at the same time.

Overprotective

Pfft...This is malleus draconia that we talk about the fae DRAGON, ofc we would be so protective towards you... His beloved. So that no one can taint you no one can hurt you no one...

Jealousy

Ahuuu... Not that different than Idia for this one, he is jealous when you look a little bit more interested in talking with your friend than him and you look happier with another man other than him. He hates it. He hates when someone try to take you away from him.

Never taking "no" as an answer

" Why not? " You would be hearing this all the time especially when you refuse his gift...

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"Why? You didn't like the color perhaps? Or something? Just tell me my dear I would fix it. "

" No... That's not the problem, mal. Uh you gift me too much this week already, you didn't have to do this you know.. "

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Attachment issues

I felt this is very self-explana-

Tory isn't it?? Just look at book 7!! So when you say yes to him... Congratulations!! You will be on his side forever and will not be able to leave his side forever and ever!!

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A/n : this is so suck, anw.. Please give me harsh feedback on my inbox lol and also my request are still open (selective writing tho- srry)

Ah also please use <3 for request and !! For critique in my inbox .

A/n 2.0 : mybe would do another character in the future.. Keyword MAYBE but please comment what chara you want to read next with this prompt i prob write vil, or sum

[puffin-smoke]

HEY do you think the Imperium has Ao3?? Because I'm just imagining the author curse striking people in the Imperium like:

Hey guys! So sorry this chapter is late, my threads got cut by a slicer gang and ive been kinda depressed lately idk why, but it's finally out!!! srry for any spelling errors lol

long time no see hehe. I know I said I'd get this out by May but guess who got turned into a vampire :33 I need to turn 100 people to get freedom sooo message my tumblr if you're interested in becoming one of my progeny :3 I'll write you a one shot or something

Am writing this while hiding from the enforcers in my house. I may be under arrest but it doesn't mean I can't be productive

[nimmie-nugget]

Just came back from making an Emo Reader x Tyler Harendez (Request) Can you make an Emo Reader x Tyler Harendez

Tyler met Reader at a hot topic while he was at the mall with Taylor and the others. (I'm not good with writing srry.)

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Concept: Tyler with an Emo!S/O

Note: GREAT IDEAAAA🔥🔥🔥 guys we gotta stop being preppy for a moment🎀🧍‍♀️ Sorry abt this appearing in tags that aren’t even related<3 also I say your writing is great :)

Warning: I apologize prior for any Grammer, Spelling+etc errors. Cringe?? Tyler may be OOC >:(

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“Mhm.. alright thank you.” He said, sounding a tad bit agitated for someone who just received help, but he didn’t disrespect you so you can Willy Donka your way out.

I imagine that likeee he visited hot topic a few times already but needed help with findings thing around so you popped uppp

No because you two started to hang out a bit more when he kept coming often

For some reason you’re just there at hot topic 24/7 and he hasn’t seen you out anywhere, not even in school

Please get some help

“Ugh.. if you do not hold still I will shove the tip of this eyeliner in your eye!!” He threatened.

“Stop talking for fucks sakes, I can’t do your lipstick if you keep yapping in my ear… [NAME] I SWEAR TO-” Tyler was annoyed, he doesn’t mind you speaking but please let him do your makeup without any troubles!!

He doesn’t mind doing your makeup, he had a lot of experience with Taylor so why not?

Does find it a tad bit annoying when you’re moving your face but he’s your boyfriend so he’ll tolerate it ♡

“There too, yeah?” He said as he points to a bunch of spots he wants you to kiss.

He’d love your kisses, especially since your lipstick would leave kiss marks

Wishes he could live in the moment forever

“You listen to too many rock bands.. listen to me for once.” He said, groaning in annoyance. Just wanting your attention.

Shared the same music taste as ya

Both of you would be blasting music in either of your rooms

“This is how you do it right?? Well? Tell me I won’t know if your dumbass likes the way I do it or not!” He spouted out, rolling his eyes as he gave a pat to you on the head.

Earlier when the relationship started he went on to practice on how to do makeup so he could do all the black lipstick and eyeliner nnn stuff with ya

He sees it as a bonding experience♡

Nowwww the phantoms. PHANTOMS. PHANTOMS.

He’ll never let you know about the phantoms though, it’s not like you’ll even believe him..

“You better have enjoyed reading this.. reading me.. to fill that fantasy filled head of yours for fictional characters.. lame am I right?” He insulted as you finished reading all these head cannons.

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[edith-is-a-cat]

There is a storm coming and ima little scared since we are being released early bcuz of it so why not write idia drabble! This is silly stupid and self indulgent TY AUBBIE FOR SWEET SHROUD SUMMER <333 srry for any error im writing this on my phone n im real shakey

Tldr: Idia scared of storm :(((

Word count: 483

Reader is implied to be a little scared of storms

✦ Idia knows to handle storms on his own, he has been on an island basically all his life so he’s bound to have been hit by bad storms. He just hides with his laptop, his headphones, a rechargeable battery, and all the physical media he could get into his closet. But sometimes he doesn't get the convince of a hideout...

✦ You, Azul, and Idia were having a late night in the board game club. (Maybe bcuz there was a new board game that y'all wanted to demo..) You all just thought it was rain. Azul was fine, but Idia was on edge thinking about all the ways it could get bad. But, you and azul had just set up a new game and one last round couldn't hurt

✦ Just a little over half way through the game there was a crack of thunder that almost made idia jump out of his seat and definitely startled you. Azul just continued counting his resources like he heard nothing, calling for Idia to take his turn.

✦ Then the storm continued terrorizing you all, with a thundering clap the lights cut out. Idia dove under the table, you covered you head with your arms, and Azul just turned on his phone's flashlight after making sure he had enough battery.

✦ He scanned the scene, then promptly got up saying that he was going to go figure out how to turn on a generator. Leaving you in the dark, well no not really Idia's tablet was glowing from under the table.

✦ The dark was starting to give you the heebie-jeebies after a point so you decided being on the floor with some light would be better than being in a chair with no light. You crawl under the table with Idia offering a soft hi while he shaked like a nervous chihuahua.

✦ after a long bit of awkward silence (just as he was going to say something too) a clap of thunder scared the life out of him again, making him jump.. and in addition hit his head on the table.

✦ He just stared at you, steeping in embarrassment and the buzzing pain on the top of his head until another crash of thunder made him instinctively hug you. He held on like the storm was going to take him away, though that did not last long as he realized what he was doing and scrambled away. A soft sorry left him as he looked away brewing in his embrassment tea.

✦ "It's okay, you're afraid. It's okay that you are afraid" you softly whisper like you were coaxing a cat out of a cage

✦ He nods, then jumping again when the lights turn on. Azul had a prideful smile as he turned on the light, but it had changed to one of confusion as he looked at you both under the table.

lol srry if bad im not rlly a writer

@fryofthefrench

[av1xtg]

Ive decided to come clean . . . HAVE MY TRITON (from sb) HEADCANONS

FIRST OF ALL I WANT TO REMIND EVERYONE THAT THIS ARE HEADCANONS FOR A REASON OKKK

NO you do not have to agree with me

NO this is not cannon

Now we can go on

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Trans male and bi, transitioned before getting captured

Gets like 3-4 hours (earth hours) of sleep so you can image the eyebags . . .

He is extreamly sensitive to bright lights (most dwarf planets are). When neptune captured him Triton almost always kept his eyes shut, so neptune asked the earth for advise and earth gave him his spare glasses which then neptune gifted to triton.

He used to be part of a binary system (Real but not proven theory) basicaly their relationship was like pluto and charon.

His moon was named 'Penelope'

Triton used to have another name before his capture, Neptune re-named him since he forgot. His name was 'Odysseous' (i had to it just feels right. It also made sense since tecnically odysseous was trapped 'in the sea' for many years just like triton is trapped with neptune)

Does this mean that he has 3 names (with the hole trans headcanon), no. his before name was somehting like S/ blah blah blah just like most celestial objects, so he just has 2 names.

(this one goes with my human design) He has a trident patch on the back of his jacket. He has tried to take it out multiple times but it always re-appears.

HE IS A SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG FAN (thats me proyecting sorry)

Likes to write poems but finds it embarrasing to show to people.

Seems laid back and un-bothered but is super anxious all the time

this next one needs some context from my au:

The dwarf planets (except for pluto) have a whole separated language, no one knows when it was created most of them just spawed knowing it. Its called 'dwarfie' (super original I know /sarcastic)

Pluto is still re-learning it (he forgot since most of his existence was with the planets)

its something like latin mixed with how the inklings (from splatoon) talk.

End of context.

Triton randomly speaks dwarfie when stressed, no one knows wtf he is saying. During one of the moon club meetings he started speaking like that just to realise that no one else knew the language.

Those are just the ones that resently spawned in my head, ill get more eventually.

srry for any grammar errors

Love y'all <3333333

[arieswritez]

Prodigal Son

prodigal son - derek goffard x afab!reader

cw: MDNI!!!! implied & actual noncon, threats of violence & actual violence, knifeplay, unprotected sex, creampie, weird old men, abuse of power, slight sacrilege (if you squint idk i have religious trauma), derek

about: one of my derek hcs (and i have plenty ‘cause my brain is too fried to write actual fanfic) is that not only is he well known but he is actually very well liked. (~2.3k words)

a/n: this has been sitting in my private posts for the longest & it keeps getting buried under other posts so here it is before it disappears into the abyss <3 is there a second part? maybe. will it take me forever to post it? yes. xx barely read through so if there's some grammatical errors im srry ;( will be editing if needed

the public views the goffards as royal adjacent: his face plastered on nearly every magazine, listing him as the country’s most eligible bachelor. you read about the goffard brothers and their lives of luxury, private schools, boats, villas in italy, and rumoured engagements with duchesses. you remember gushing over them with your friends. . and while they seemed to like matt goffard better, your attention was on derek. getting your hands on every magazine with his face on it and following any blog dedicated to him.

however, despite how much his image sells, not much is known about derek other than the fact that he’s next in line to take over the goffard business. derek is known for many things but his personality is not one of them. 

media training may have prepared him to smile and smolder into a camera but those who really know him know that his personality is just. . off-putting. a smile that doesn’t meet the eyes, not talking or even making eye contact with anyone he considers to be “the help”.

his father has done a good job at using derek’s good looks to his advantage. he’s spent a pretty penny cleaning up his messes and his PR team has been working with derek ever since he started to become an absolute terror (around age 13).

and so, with a lot of training, derek learns how to subdue it: suppressing a sneer of disgust when someone attempts to engage him in conversation. he still finds it hard not to lash out when someone so much as brushes their shoulders against him, when he catches a whiff of the cheap cologne and/or perfume clinging to their clothing.

and when the dam eventually cracks: it's ridiculously easy to patch up. because behind that carefully curated image is a long string of accusations of harassment, hush money, NDA’s and lawsuits that’ll never see the light of day thanks to daddy dearest. derek's victims have either been intimidated into silence by the business mogul or simply disappeared off the face of the earth. 

derek's father has worked his ass off and he'd be damned if some nobodies ruin the mirage he's created.

from the outside looking in, the goffards - particularly the brothers - are just your average nepo babies. everyone fantasizes about being them. or winning the lottery and marrying into wealth.

it’s only when you meet derek that you realize the goffard empire is more of a jungle than it is a monarchy. 

it’s a busy night at the upscale restaurant you work in. and everyone tells you: "you’re lucky you’ve got this gig."

on most days, that’s hard to believe: rich snobs that treat you like you’re shit smeared beneath their shoe and don’t tip well. but that night, with the staff urgently trying to get around, you figure they may be right. . because you get derek’s table. 

lucky you &lt;3

derek is with his father, a couple business partners, and two rugged men with shifting eyes who you assume are their bodyguards. he looked like a dream in person. his usually tousled blond hair slicked back, dressed all in black. his dress shirt slightly unbuttoned: his trademark 'disheveled' look you're sure was actually carefully styled. and against his chest, you notice a plain gold chain that was undoubtedly worth more than your yearly salary.

if you thought he looked good in pictures, he looked godly in person.

you do your best to contain your excitement, trying to make a good impression when you introduce yourself. the pitch in your voice heightening - as it always does while on the clock - and you gave your best smile. his father and the other business men seem to be more. . welcoming. or at least in that awkward way old rich white men have of being patronizing and flirting with you at the same time. you couldn’t keep track of the amount of times they’ve called you ‘sweetheart’ , ‘babe’, or ‘doll’. 

derek, however, hardly looks at you. he just orders from the menu, giving you short and cutting answers when you inquire about anything, then tossing the menu in your general direction - you hadn’t finished talking - without as much as glancing at you. the menu nearly slides off the table and you feel your face heat up in embarrassment when you fumble to catch it.

and despite how you think he hardly notices you. . he does. from the corner of his eye, he watches your disheartened figure walk away, and the corner of his mouth perks up. 

he’s extremely demanding the entire night you serve him. everything you do is wrong in his eyes. the food was cold. too much salt. not enough salt.

i found your hair in the food, i’m not eating that.

you forgot the asparagus i ordered.

the steak isn't medium, it's cooked to shit.

can you do anything right? 

your brain feels like mush and the cooks are tearing you to shreds in the kitchen because they can’t get to derek themselves.

eventually, derek’s father must catch on to derek's sour attitude and asks for the check. you curse yourself. it's been a long, ego destroying night & now you’re 100% sure you’re not getting a tip.

you just bow your head and apologize for the umpteenth over your ‘subpar service’ and pick up the table’s plates. 

and as you hold back tears, you don’t notice how derek’s is missing his steak knife. 

after being glared at by half the kitchen staff - it’ll be a miracle if you still have your job come morning - you scurry into the bathroom to have a good cry.

unfortunately, derek’s been watching you like a hawk. you are quite predictable. or maybe he’s just done this to many women before you.

derek excuses himself from the table and follows you. you hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary. you weren’t special. there was nothing unique about you. and for his standards - considering he constantly had a supermodel on his dick - you were just. . plain as hell.

you just so happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. which was unfortunate for you, of course, seeing as how derek figured someone the likes of you couldn’t exactly afford days off. 

and it’s exactly that that caused you to be pinned face first against one of the stalls, the steak knife pressed against your throat, your work skirt flipped over your hips, your stockings and panties torn, and his cock inside you. 

when he first attacked you, it happened so fast you didn’t catch a glimpse of who it was. 

you were washing your face, not caring if you were removing your makeup in the process: what difference did it make, anyway?

you looked up into the mirror, expecting to see bloodshot eyes and a runny nose. . only to have your head bounced off of the glass.

your ears rang.

you stumbled.

and a hand wrapped around your arm and threw you up against one of the empty stalls.

someone flattened themselves up against you, a hardness pressing against your back.

you recognized his voice first, when he hissed into your ear, 

“scream and i’ll slit your fucking throat.”

then, by scent: his expensive cologne choking you as he caged you in and jackhammered into you.

despite his stone cold demeanor towards you the entire night, his mouth stayed latched onto your skin: biting down in an attempt to smother the needy whines and moans that crawled out of his throat. you barely breathed, choking on your cries, hoping the blade wouldn’t slip in his shaking grip. 

you were no one.

just another poor little toy derek wanted to break but for some reason, you’d managed to get him all pent up. seeing you fumble around while he berated you . . and now seeing you try to stifle your cries of pain had his balls drawing up. his other hand groped your breast, the knife leaving your throat long enough for him to grab your face and make you look at him over your shoulder. 

“beg me,” he hissed. “beg me to come inside you. c’mon. . don’t you want it to be over~?” 

you sniffled, letting out a surprised cry of pain at a particularly hard thrust.

"pl-please -" you cried out, unable to get the words out between your sobbing. "please-"

"p-p-please~" he mimicked your whines in a high pitched, exaggerated way. "please what? please what, huh? fuck you harder? cut you? kill you? you want me to put you out of your fucking misery in a dirty bathroom stall?"

everything hurt, your neck was twisted at an awkward angle, your head throbbed, and the friction between your legs was unbearable. he was right, you did want it to be over.

you wanted to go home and wash his cologne out of your ruined work uniform. you wanted to hold your head underwater until the scent evaporated from within your nostrils.

or go back to the time in which you were offered this job and refuse it.

or just not show up that day.

you'd wanted to call out that night, lie about being sick and binge watch trashy television. you wanted to reach an epiphany & snap out of it, trash all the magazines with Derek's fucking face plastered all over them, and kiss your daydreams of prince charming goodbye.

but most of all, you wanted him to get it over with and finish .

so you settled with appeasing him. because he's the one with the power. the money. the fame.

and the one with a knife to your throat.

you didn't care what it might take: you just wanted him to finish. but you didn't say that. you couldn't. so, instead, you managed to whisper,

"please - cum inside me."

the blade nicked you and you swear you saw your life flash before your eyes. the sick fuck was gonna gut you before he finished, you were sure of it.

but the searing pain, the warmth of blood cascading down the valley of your chest, the bright white light promised to you by kind eyed priests and mentioned in the prayers fallen from your mother's lips - never came. instead, you felt the harsh pinch of teeth clamping down onto your shoulder, muffling a strangled shout.

derek flattened you against the stall, rutting up against you. hunched over you, he unlocked his jaw and burrowed his face at the juncture where neck meets shoulder, panting condensation into your skin as he fucked his release into you.

against better judgement, your toes curled into the ridiculous, shiny flats your manager forced you to wear. a spike of. . pleasure. . zapped up your spine as derek's cock incessantly pressed against a spot inside you, throbbing and spurting so much cum it leaked out and dripped down your thighs.

you squeezed around him and there was a soft, whimpering moan.

you weren't sure which one of you'd let it out. but the sound seemed to sober derek up. he straightened suddenly, pulling away from you.

vertigo overtook you. he didn’t catch you when your knees gave and you collapsed. you heard the jingle of a belt, a zipper going up, then, you saw him step out and over you to push the stall open.

he didn't look back at you as he went to the sink, turned on the faucet, and wet his hands, slicking his hair back once again. you caught his reflection in the mirror: a soft flush against tan skin, spreading across his face, down his neck, and to his chest where his expensive, crisp, black dress shirt had been slightly unbuttoned.

his eyes met yours in the mirror.

and you wish you could say you saw something in them. disgust. contempt. lust. but there was nothing. it was as if he'd just seen a stranger in passing. he'd barely registered your existence, looked at you like one might look at the crack of a sidewalk they always pass by on their way to work.

not at all.

and then he was gone.

and a part of you wondered if you'd just imagined it. if it was all just some fucked up dream. you could've convinced yourself, too, if it weren't for the fact that you could still feel him inside you.

you were still crying, you realized, when teardrops landed on your cracked phone screen when your shaking hands managed to grasp it.

you checked the time through blurry vision. you were almost off.

you crawled to your knees and tried to push yourself up to no avail. your vision swam. and before you could register what was happening, everything faded to black.

you were out when the bathroom door opened.

one of the rugged men that were once seated at mr.goffard's table looked down at your crumpled figure on the floor. the man didn't say anything and simply closed the door. a few moments later, the bathroom door opened again. this time, the other man joined the first. without an ounce of hesitation, one of the men gathered your unconscious body and walked out.

no one noticed.

or no one cared to watch you get hauled away and into the shiny, black limousine of the goffards. you imagined averted eyes and anxious sips of wine of fellow restaurant goers as the footsteps of the country's most powerful men passed them by. clicking cutlery and knowing looks passed between couples. what would no doubt be the gossip on their way home back to their massive, lifeless homes.

the wife would say, "poor thing," as the husband unzipped her dress. the husband would hum. and that'd be the end of it.

nothing would be done.

and whether you're ever seen again or not doesn't matter because you'll soon be forgotten. and no one's risking their lifelihood for someone as insignificant as you.

after all, no one's ever dared to say no to mr. goffard's prodigal son.

[godslayer-jones]

He sat at his usual rock at Lost Lake, the Moon was a little brighter tonight, the air was warm, and welcoming, Johnny's worries seemed to fade as he sat down.

Renata, you've probably grown to expect this, but it's Johnny, again. I'm not annoying you, am I? with how often I stop by, I'm sure you've grown tired of me by now, huh?

He chuckled to himself, looking to the statue in the lake, as if expecting a response- she'd reply one of these days, wouldn't she? He listened to the gentle waves of the lake for a moment, growing quiet again and looking back to the water, staring at his reflection in silence. I don't know how I could ever find that voice annoying when I haven't heard it for so long..

That voice, that was a voice he knew! A voice that brought comfort and love- but it couldn't be her, now could it-? He looked up again, to the voice behind him, his eyes turning soft, a look his wives only saw, which even then was rare for such a stoic man.

..Ren..?

Oh Johnny, I just got here! You have to save some tears for the goodbye, don't you-?

Her smile was soft, her face untouched by the hands of time, she was still as healthy and lovely as she was the day of.

You're going to leave again-? Do you have too-?

She was quick to wipe his tears and snot away with her sleeve, just like she had all those years ago, wanting to get a good proper look at his face.

Now not just yet! I spent my time coming down here just to visit you, but between you and I, I don't think I can trust Joy and Amelia to take care of the moon forever, as hard as they work, you know those two girls get excitable.

just like you.

She teased as she pulled the Slayer into her arms, resting a gentle kiss on the top of his head. Last time she held him they were both covered in blood, oh how it pleased her to see him so safe and loved.

But enough about me, look how healthy of a man you've become! Your ladies are treating you well, aren't they-?

Her smile only grew as he nodded, hearing him let out the softest little 'yes'. She admired his face a little more, before letting go.

Quiet today, you'd usually be talking over me, or did I catch you off gaurd?

You aren't mad at me..?

His voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes meeting Renata's again as he looked up to the goddess infront of him.

You aren't mad at me-? For yelling? for getting loud at you-? for moving on-? You aren't mad I couldn't protect you-? I'm not the same man anymore, I'm not the man you fell in love with anymore, and yet you aren't mad at me-? He sounded so scared, leaning back into her touch as he awaited her answer, his tired eyes scanning her own, looking for answers to everything, He had so many questions he wanted to ask, but with the sunset so close on the horizon, he knew he could only enjoy the moments with her for a little longer, no matter the answers given.

I was never mad at you, Johnny. I never could be. I know what you've seen, I understand emotions are hard for you sometimes, and when preparing to fight a god so strong, you're prone to have outbursts..

You did all you could to protect all of us, Johnny. You lost limbs if it meant trying to keep us safe, and I don't think I could ever get mad at anyone for making such a sacrifice so willingly..

She went to kiss his head again at this point, keeping her little Slayer safe in her arms.

And how could I even think to be mad when I put you three together? You're safe, your ladies protect you, and that's all I could have ever wanted. I'll always be watching you from up above, you know all too well where to look if you need me.

Her smile softened, looking to the horizon.

I love you, Renata.

I love you, and I'm proud of you, Johnny.

I always have, and always will be, proud of my Godslayer.

[byizoyas]

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Hello Zenith (aka my idol) ! I was wondering if you could give me some advice on making affirmations bc I absolutely adore your detailed craftmanship when it comes to subs !

I wanted some advice on how to make the affirmations more powerful, how to make a good formula, and just how to make them more effective overall.

Srry if I'm being too formula, I just really look up to how you make your subs so detailed and complex. 😭

hi hi hi sorry i'm so late to respond!! i don't check this account as frequently as i should...

aah tysm T_T!!! for sure, i can definitely give you some advice :3

actually i am quite lazy when it comes to making subliminals eheh. i basically just write out a benefits list/aff summary and then get ai to write the affirmations (and include the benefits list/summary too) based on that list. here's some more detailed advice though!! here's like a step by step of what you can do:

get an idea: the first step of course... you could: - try out one of my subliminal idea generators (ug, yandere, surface) - try out my sub idea generator ai (character.ai [has really weird ideas] or poe [only does surface ideas]) (i'd recommend giving a general idea of what kind of subs you want, for example yandere, appearance, etc.) - list out your desires and make a sub for one/some/all of them - look at other subliminals/sub shopping playlists for inspiration - base it on a song (literally all my subs on rotting affirmations) or piece of media (movie, book, TV show, anime, poem, etc.) that you like - base it on an experience you’ve had - use a random word/thing generator

write benefits/aff summary: here are the steps i'd recommend taking (you don't have to do everything every time, but this'll make it very very good): - write out a basic summary using really simple phrases with everything you can possibly think of (as many details as possible, even if it doesn't make sense yet) - for example, "have a yandere" "insanely extremely obsessed" - then flesh out the summary into full paragraphs/sentences - for example, "You have a yandere who is extremely obsessed with you to the point of insanity." - reorder the paragraphs/sentences so it flows nicely and revise ∙ read over it to make sure it generally makes sense, fix any glaring errors. ∙ read it out loud quietly to yourself to check it over for flow errors. ∙ line edit, close read sentence-by-sentence checking for any grammatical errors, making sure every sentence down to every word contributes to the meaning of it. ∙ all done! u should have a pretty good aff summary now ^_^

write affirmations: ok... so i have like... over 10 different formulas i use... so here are the major ones (here's a google doc with the prompts and stuff): (feel free to use these LOL) - tenses formula: affs like "i have always manifested this" + affs like "i have already manifested this" + affs like "i will have manifested this within 24 hours" + affs like "i am manifesting this at all times" - forced to formula: affs all start with "I am forced to" or "This subliminal forces" - forceful formula: affs use very assertive, brutal, hyperbolic, and forceful language, emphasize immediate results, and have a positive spin despite negative language (saying you're very happy about your results for example) - question formula: affs use questions and sometimes answers (like "Do I do this? Yes, you do this") if you want extra formulas you can check my ai prompts document here you can also, of course, come up with formulas yourself which is a lot of fun ^_^ so i recommend doing that too. having your own unique style is a ton of fun.

edit the audio: i use audacity. these are my steps: - tts audio: open balabolka and paste your affirmations into the program. split the affirmations into separate audio files using the method "by two empty lines in succession." convert the split sections into audio files. - prepare the audio in audacity: import all affirmation layers and the chosen background audio into audacity. trim the silent parts at the beginning and end of the audio. change the tempo to a whole number (e.g., 180 seconds) and normalize the loudness to a number around -11.11 db or -17.17 db. - pan the affirmations: alternate the pan of each affirmation layer: 80% left for one layer, 80% right for the next. - adjust timing: truncate the silence in each affirmation layer, adjust the tempo or repeat the layers as needed to match the length of the background audio - mix and render: combine all the affirmation layers into one track., then normalize the loudness of the affirmations to -17.17 db, then lower the gain to your preferred level (e.g., -18 db, -16 db). - add booster affirmations: import any premade booster affirmations, and repeat them or change the tempo of them as needed to fit the length of the audio, then lower the gain of the booster affirmations to around -32 db. - (optional) add binaural beats: generate a sine tone at your desired base frequency (e.g., 528 hz for manifestation), lasting the entire length of the audio. set the pan to 100% on one side (e.g., the right side). generate another frequency that is either slightly higher or lower (e.g., 0.9 hz difference for euphoria), lasting the entire length of the audio. set the pan to 100% on the opposite side. mix and render these frequencies into one track, then lower the gain to your preferred level (e.g., -16 db, -14 db). - export the audio: save the final audio as a wav or mp3 file.

edit the video: i use capcut. here are my steps: - import audio into capcut: open capcut and import the audio file. choose and add visual elements search for and download the following from pinterest: a background photo, an overlay background photo, a looping gif (for overlay), a png image (for the center). use remove.bg to remove the background from the png. - assemble the visuals: add the background photo to capcut. add the overlay background photo, adjusting the blend mode and opacity to achieve the desired effect. center the png image over the background. add the gif overlay, apply a rectangle mask, reverse it, and adjust the round corners and feathering until it looks good. - (optional) add lyrics: insert the lyrics into the video. this step may take 30 minutes to an hour. - create a thumbnail: either take a screenshot of a visually appealing moment from the video or create a new image using an image editing tool like photopea. add text with the topic of the subliminal to the thumbnail if you want. save the thumbnail as a jpeg or png file. - final steps: once everything is in place, export the video and upload it to youtube or your desired platform.

ideas on how to make them more effective (from my experience) - include more affirmations - vary the way you write affirmations - use really powerful and assertive wording in the affirmations (whatever convinces you) - phrases/words like "i will always" "no matter what/regardless of everything" "forced" "instantly" - add booster affirmations - energy charge them - create a sigil for the subliminal - pan the affirmations (left ear, right ear, or do 8d audio) - add more repeats - add more layers

guide for energy charging (this is what i do) - clean your room/wherever you make the subliminal - open your doors and/or windows - close your eyes and imagine all the unwanted/negative energy flowing out of the space through the doors/windows and all the desired/positive energy flowing in with a bright white light - repeat to yourself some kind of affirmation like "my space is cleansed" - (optional but recommended if possible) place cleansing crystals like selenite or clear quartz around the space - (optional but recommended if possible) burn incense, sage, or even use essential oils to purify the air, and imagine it carrying away negativity/unwanted energy - play calming music/sounds like a sound bath - close your eyes and meditate, visualizing your intentions to cleanse your space, what you want to attract - seal the energy by closing your windows and doors and visualizing that all of the negative/unwanted energy has left the space and now there is only positive/desired energy - create the subliminal (benefits, affirmations, audio, video) and as you do, visualize the desired energy of the desired results from the subliminal flowing into the subliminal like a bright white light or whatever color you think fits the subliminal, repeat several times (doesn't matter how many) that the subliminal is effective/works for all listeners and gives them the desired results - before finalizing the benefits, affirmation, audio, and/or video (at the end of any or all of the steps), repeat your affirmation for the subliminal (e.g., "this subliminal is effective for all listeners and gives them their desired results instantly and permanently") maybe 3 times and visualize the bright light exploding into the subliminal and "charging" it with a powerful energy that makes the affirmation absolutely true - once you're done with the subliminal, seal the energy by saying "i seal this space and subliminal with only the desired outcomes" and that's all ^_^ kind of a lengthy process but it's worth it and you feel kinda awesome after tbh

guide for creating a sigil for a subliminal (this is what i do) - follow the same cleansing steps as energy charging (clean room, open doors, visualize desired energy flowing in, cleansing crystals, incense/sage/essential oils, calming sound, meditate, seal the energy - begin to create the subliminal - once you finish the benefits, write one short affirmation that basically says the subliminal works. for example, "this subliminal is effective." if you're making a subliminal for yourself, it can also be an affirmation that sums up the benefits. it should be under 10 words. - then, create a sigil for that affirmation. draw it on paper if possible. my process is: ∙ remove all vowels from the affirmation (so it'd be "ths sblmnl s ffctv" ∙ remove all repeated letters from the affirmation (so it'd be "ths blmn fctv" ∙ arrange the letters into any shape you want. try incorporating a symbol related to the subliminal, too. (ex: a heart for self love) - create the affirmations and while you do so, imagine a bright white light flowing into the sigil and charging it with the power of the subliminal and intentions of the affirmations. repeat affirmations about the subliminal's effectiveness several times as well. - once you're done creating the affirmations, it's time to charge the sigil. to do this, you will destroy it as a symbolic act of releasing your intention into the universe and into the subliminal. you can: ∙ burn the sigil: safely burn the paper, visualizing your intention being released through the smoke into the air. ∙ tear it up: tear the sigil into small pieces while focusing on your intention manifesting. ∙ bury it: bury the sigil in the ground, visualizing planting your intention and letting it grow. ∙ or anything else you think destroys the sigil while visualizing the intention being released in any way. - after destroying the sigil, say your affirmation three times while closing your eyes and visualizing a bright light charging the subliminal with power and effectiveness. - create the audio and video and while you do so, imagine a bright white light flowing into the subliminal (audio or video) and charging it with the power and intentions of the affirmations. repeat affirmations about the subliminal's effectiveness several times as well. then you're done ^_^ again lengthy process but very worth it!!!

ok whew that's enough... wrote a ton. thank you for reading if you do!!! i hope this helps you!!!

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Cat and Mouse with Destiny PT 1

Public Security Office-15pm

Zhu yuan had her face deep in papers, each of they full of task, the city was...in panic, and she don't know what to do. She was feeling so tired, so exausted, ''definily need a break'' was what her thought.

For the first time, in almost two years working as one of the public security she think about take a ''quick nap'' right there in table.

*BAM! a loud noise of the door opening break her thoughts.

-MISS ZHU YUAN!

She just recovered up very fast from her sleepy position and gets in her serious mode again.

-Yes?! What is it?!

-Its lady Qingyi, she....she was kidnapped!

-What?! b-but how?!

in that moment, she started to have a anxiety crise, her legs start to shaking, the hands can't even close, she got worried...worried about one of her most important friends there.

While all this happen, could be hear in the background the voice of agent trying to call her.

Zhu! Zhu, you're hearing me?!

to take her off the transe, he throw a little of water in her face, snapping she out of it.

-Please! focous, i know you're worried, but if we work together, im sure we can save her!

After 1 or 2 seconds, she got recovered, he was right! She needs to use all her focous there...to save her friend.

They rush to evidences room to searching for something, but in the middle of path, they got called by another officer.

-Miss Zhu, i just found this, thought you should take a look.

He gives her a leatter with a ''kiss'' in the opening part.

Zhu: What is it?

-We don't know, we found it in the front door.

The content of the leatter was simples:

''If you want to see your dear friend again, meet me in this place...''

Bellow had an location.

more bellow with a little font there's write...

''come alone Zhu Yuan''

Finishing the leatter she had a shock face.

-What is write? Y'know where she is?!

-PLEASE STAY QUIET! HEAR ME FIRST!

Everyone gets scared, isn't normal see Zhu talking so loud or even scream.

-please, let me explain. Whatever send this. She say holding the leatter thigh in her hand...

-Wants me to go alone.

-BUT-

-I know, it's probally a trap, but, what other choice we have?

-Are you sure?

*She just nods yes with head

-So at least take a comunicator with you, can be helpfull.

2H later in local

The night was starting to take over, Zhu arrived in local, alone, as request in the leatter. She have to say...the situation got scary very fast.

Place was a dark alley, with each step, the only light gets even more distance. Until, there's nothing expect by darkness.

Suddenly a voice, like a whisper get in her ears.

-Oh~ i wasn't expecting you really came alone, what a surprise~

Zhu Yuan grab her gun, but was not fast enough, something in dark slaped away from her hand.

-No, no, what a bad...bad big kitty you're~

Then, she hear a step behind her, in same instant try to react but gets knock out.

something like a shinning blade appears in dark.

The person knee beside the poor officer...

-Looks like i got a new pet~

END OF PART 1

(Srry for any error, english ins't my first lenguage and its been a while i write something, hope to bring part 2 soon.

Hope you liked.

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