#that poor friend I cried to when the ending was getting closed and its was or ephemer or the player dying

[hexxter]

Me every time I remember something small about kingdom hearts union x

(This game is literally half of my personality)

(The other half is sky children of the light)

[alastor-simp]

Mates For Life - Alastor x Doe Reader (R18-NOT FOR MINORS)

❥WARNINGS: NSFW. NOT FOR MINORS (SCROLL AWAY IF YOU ARE UNDERAGED)

❥Summary: Charlie's Deer Friend (literally) attends the hotel and helps charlie with her endeavors. Alastor seems quite interested in the little doe and remains close. What happens when she goes into a rut in the middle of pride ring? How will Alastor amend the situation?

❥Tags: Alastor x female reader, rut, doe reader, reader in heat, sex, pregnancy, Alastor develops feelings, vox is an asshole, protective alastor, happy ending

❥Notes: Requested by @ohmylovewhereartthou-blog . Enjoy!

"AHHH, MISSS CHARLIE SSSAVE ME PLEASSSSE!!!" Sir Pentious cried out, running away from a furious Vaggie with a spear in her hand. "GET OVER HERE, YOU SERPIENTE!" Fuming with rage, Vaggie raced towards the poor snake, ready to stab him. Charlie heard the commotion and rushed over, holding her girlfriend back with her arms, while Sir Pentious cowered behind the couch. "HAHAHA, nothing like a bit of chaotic entertainment to start the day!" Sipping on his coffee near the bar, Alastor observed the scene, highly entertained at Charlies attempts to calm down her girlfriend, and the whimpers of the snake. "Vaggie! Calm down please, He didn't mean it." Holding Vaggie tightly, she waited for her to settle. "HIS EGG BOIS BLEW THE CEILING UP AGAIN WITH HIS WEAPONS! I TOLD HIM BEFORE NO MORE WEAPONS!!" Vaggie spat out, as her spear pointed at Sir Pentious, ready to aim it at him. "VAGGIE! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! PLEASE CALM DOWN!!" After about a few minutes of holding her back, Vaggie's fury had subsided, dropping the spear to the ground. A knock at appeared at the door of the hotel, alerting everyone in the room. "Oh, I'll get that! The two of you continue make up please!" Charlie ran over to the door, while Sir Pentious slowly removed himself from behind the couch, appearing apologetic in front of Vaggie, while Vaggie continued to stare at Charlie before looking back at Sir Pentious, still a bit ticked, but uttered a sorry.

"Awww..how dull. I so would have love to see some bloodshed." Alastor voiced out, as he continued to sip away at his coffee, eyes following Charlie heading to the door. Having opened the door widely, Charlie squealed, causing everyone to turn their heads to the entrance, and Alastor to raise an eyebrow. "Y/N!!!! YOU'RE HERE!!! ITS SO NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!" There was a sweet giggle that could be heard, causing Al's ears to twitch. "It's great to see you to, Charlie!" Having released each other from the hug, Charlie grabbed your hand, allowing you to come inside. All eyes were drawn to you, given your resemblance to a certain deer demon. Small little antlers adorned the top of your head, along with the fluffy brown ears that were moving cutely. Your face resembled that of a humans, yet the little brown nose stood out, along with the small brown tail that was showing out of your little dress

(Credit to pinterest)

"Everyone! This is Y/N, my good friend!" Charlie gestured to you, as you shyly smiled back at everyone, giving them a small wave. At this point, everyone had gathered inside the hotel lobby, including Angel dust and Niffty. Angel dust, knowing his ways, was the first one to mention your look, "Woah! This gal looks a lot like Smiles over here!" His eyes scanned at both you and Alastor before turning back to you with a semi smirk. Vaggie had made her way over, a bit of uncertainty on her face, as she has never come across you before. "How do the both of you know each other?" Crossing her arms, she gave you a bit of a glare. "Oh! Me and Charlie met a few years ago when we were both children. I often times would be brought to the palace with my parents as they would attend meetings with the King and Queen. Since there wasn't much for me to do as a child, I explored the castle and ran into Charlie. We had been friends ever since." Vaggie glare had softened and she was looking at you with kind eyes, glad that you weren't another demon, planning to possibly sabotage the hotel, and happy that Charlie had a very strong bond with you. Feeling your shoulders getting grabbed, Charlie had asked why had you come to the hotel. Smiling, you told Charlie you wanted to help out with her rehabilitation program, since you as well believed that people could be redeemed, which earned you a huge bear hug from Charlie.

"OHHHHH! I'M SO HAPPY YOU ARE HERE TO HELP! Oh before I forget, let me introduce you to everyone!" Charlie had introduced everyone to you one by one, making a note of everyones names. Vaggie, Charlies girlfriend, Sir Pentious, the kind looking snake, Angel dust, the tall pink spider, Niffty, the adorable one eyed demon, Husk, the grumpy cat, and last by not least, Alastor, the radio demon. Having poofed his coffee away, Alastor made his way over to you, smiling widely, microphone cane in hand. "Why, aren't you an adorable doe, my dear!" His glowing eyes held a bit of wickedness, as he bent down at the waist, giving you a polite bow. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance!" His hand arched out for a handshake, which you followed by putting your hand in his, giving it a polite shake. "Nice to meet you as well. I have heard much about you from your radio show." Perking up with interest, Alastor smile had grown almost twice the size. "Ahh, I take it you are a fan?" His face had gotten closer, earning a small blush from you. "Well, not so much the screams of the demons, but I do enjoy the music you play. I do love me some Cab Calloway and Duke Ellington." Oh, Al's smile grew to the point it almost broke his face, as he stood back to his regular height. "HAHAHA! Charlie, I have taken quite a liking to your little friend here!" His hand had placed on your shoulder, giving it a squeeze, no trace of animosity whatsoever in that little gesture. "Oh I'm happy to here that Al. If you want, do you want to give them a tour of the hotel?" Giving Al her best puppy dog eyes, Alastor could not refuse, besides he was planning on showing you around anyway. "I be delighted to! Come along, my dear!

Hooking his arm with yours, Alastor took it upon himself to show you certain areas of the hotel, the kitchen, the rooms of the other denizens, and the lounge room. Walking through the hallways, he looked at one of the windows and motioned to you at the small building attached to the hotel. "That my dear is where I do my broadcasts! I could have you attend one of them, if you would like!" Your eyebrow rose at that, "As a guest or victim?" Turning back to look at you, Alastor shook his head, flicking his hand at you "Heavens no! I would never harm a doll like you, plus I have grown quite fond of you! He had bent down again to lean closer to your face, smiling genuinely for once. "I feel the same." Offering him a soft smile, Alastor perked up at that, causing his tail to start wagging under his coat. He grabbed your arm again, and continued his tour, with you following next to him.

**2 Months Later**

"Lets see, got the chicken, tomatoes, taco seasoning...." You were shopping around a grocery store, getting ingredients for tonight's dinner plans. You had adapted well at the hotel and was able to help out Charlie to the best of your abilities. Vaggie did tell you that it was going to be difficult to bring demons to the hotel, but you were still going to try. Relationships with the others began to form left and right the longer you stayed at the hotel. Everyone adored you, even Husk was in a more cheery mood at the hotel. The closest bond you had was the one with Alastor, which started the day you had arrived at the hotel. He was not lying when he said that he grew fond of you, as his actions around you always made your heart skip a beat. Hand holding, leaving little gifts for you in your room, and showing his true side to you made you fall more and more in love with him. The path to a forming a romantic relationship was in front of you with Alastor, but there were many roadblocks ahead of you, one of them being if he was entirely comfortable and okay with the idea, since he has said to you before he wasn't keen on romance and all that nonsense, but based on his actions around you, maybe? possibly? Shaking away your thoughts, you went to check out at the register and started to head out.

Paper bag of groceries concealed in your arms, your eyes scanned the area, group of demons fighting each other, broken glass all over the place, and the air heavy with filth and smoke, yep just another day in hell. Wanting to avoid some of the chaos, you took a shortcut that allowed you to make it home safely. Venturing further down the path, you noticed the air felt very warm lately, which was strange since it wasn't so hot before. It felt almost hard to breathe, making you sweat profusely. The heat became unbearable, causing you to stop and lean against the wall. Your tail kept fidgeting behind you, like it had a mind of its own. A feel of dread hit you once you felt the heatness intensify in your core. Oh no no no, You were in heat! This was not good, as the times when you went into heat, you were by yourself, alone in a secluded area, as your heat released pheromones that attracted everyone to you. Now that you were outside, you made for a VERY easy target. Trying to bare through the heat, you slowly made your way down the path, holding the groceries tighter to prevent from dropping them, hoping you would reach the hotel first, before you fell victim to the heinous actions of other demons if they caught you like this.

As you rounded a corner, your face connected with someones chest, causing the contents of the paper bag to fly out, spilling onto the ground and the persons chest and shoes, staining them. "Oh I'm sorry!" As you looked up, you felt your heart hit your stomach. In front of you was none other then one of the Vees known as Vox. He was a TV demon, with a head resembling that of a TV. You heard about him a lot from Alastor and listening to his show that Vox was Al's mortal enemy. This was not good, you need to get away from him NOW! His screen face illuminated your back at you, as his red eyes scanned down to look at you, filled with disgust. "Ugh great, I just washed this suit too and now its dirtied." Inching closer to you, his hand had gripped your shirt, pulling you closer towards him, making you gasp, "Hey bitch, how are going to compensate for ruining my....." His eyes widen for a second, before returning back to normal. He wasn't glaring at you, he seemed...almost in a trance. His face continued to glitch in front of you, until his red static eyes had turned into hearts and he was smirking at you. "Wow you smell amazing, deer girl. Why don't I take you to my room in the Vee tower?" His hands had wrapped around you, preventing you from escaping. "N-o Le-t go of m-e!" Your attempts were futile as your heat had rendered you to weak to fight back, only able to struggle in his embrace. Chin risen up to face the tv, he held it up as he slowly began to inch closer, his screen mouth aiming closer for your lips. "Come on, little lady. Lets have some fun."

SMASH!!!!!!

Vox's body was sent flying, as a large tentacle had punched his face, shattering his screen. Your body still weak, began to slump and fall to the ground. Moving your head up, you widen your eyes to see Alastor, smile stretched to show his gums, eyes pinpointing straight at Vox, who was slumped against the alley wall, groaning in pain. Turning his head quickly towards you, Al's glare has lessen, showing you a look of concern, making sure you were alright. Looking back towards Vox, he slowly walked towards Vox, the sounds of his steps echoing and static piercing the air. "Now Vox, my old friend. It is quite rude to touch a fair lady like that......especially when s̑҉̝h̡̲ͥė̶̳ ̑͏͎̤͘b̛͖̪̆̓̕e̛͕̦̿̏͡ĺ͊͠҉̙͙õ͈͒̕͢ͅn̶͔͇ͧ̐̀g̫̯̿́̚͠s̞̼͒͆͘͜ ̫͗̔͜͞ͅt̄͒͏̪̠̀ǫ̤̻͒̋̕ ̥̪̿͟͡m̷͎͋ẹ̌͠ !" Demonic symbols began to appear around Alastor, glowing an ominous red as Alastor antlers began to grow. ""̝ͮĬ̮Ḟ̻ ̝͒Y̙͗O͉͂Ŭ͙ ̱̄E̫͒V̤̐E̥̋R̞ͬ ̫ͤT͍̐O̫̔U͙̚C͍̆H̗͑ ̖͑H̝͌É̦R̙̚ ̝̋A͉̽G̫ͦA̰ͦI̤ͪŃ̞.̜͌ ̺͉͗I̳̳͌'͇͇͆̂L̜̥͐́L̫̱̓̋ ̘̗ͩ̈R̺ͫ̅ͅI̦̬ͩͪP͔͙̓͂ ̙̫͛̿Ò̟̩͛F̦̺̈ͫF̗̟͛͂ ̟͕̌̔Y̯͚ͩ̇O̖̣͒͌U̬͎͑͊R͍̭ͦ̄ ̰͓ͭ͌A̻̯̋͒L̝̭ͫ̋L͕͎̉̄ ̯̻̑̽O̥̼ͥ̃F͇̤̒̂ ̘̝̊̄Ẏ̦̜̌O̳̲͊ͭU̹̱ͩ̉R͚̳ͭͦ ̰̥ͪ̑P̭̩̉ͭA̱̯̾͒T̥͓ͦ͆Ḫ̏̉ͅE͊��͍͉T̙̹͒ͯI͓̠͑̐C̳͖̾̚ ̯̙͊ͥL͈̖ͫ̓I͇̦͌̉T̩͇̂̀T̩̦ͨ͂L̝̖ͥ̂Ě͎͈ͯ ̜̱̂ͮL̠̫ͥͧI̪̬͗̓M͔̰̾̚B̫̣̏́S̺̯̆ͣ,̗̰̆̆ ̼̘̀͋D̻̗̉̋E͇̘ͬV̟ͭͅO̬͉ͦṲ̗̂R̦̹̒͌ ̠̲͌̀T͎̻̋́H̻̟̾̊E̦̮͆̎M̫̭ͤ͊ ͓͕̇ͭA̬͇̓̔N̫͇ͣͦĎ͙̗͆ ̝̰̄̇B̙͇̋̇R̭̹͊̋Ổ͓̯Ḁ͍̆̏D̜̩ͭͦC͇͈ͥ̌A̗͉ͬ̒S͍̲͌ͭT͚̻͗͂ ̺͚͒ͮṪ͉̝̓H̬̻͗ͤE̬͉ͪͤ ̭͍̐̃S͕̣̐ͬO̰͉͑͊Ủ̼̹̎N̠̖̿̄Ḓ͚̓̉S͙̼̓̅ ͚ͪ̈ͅO͖̼ͫ̔F̭̞͑ͦ ̜̫ͬ̓Y͕̮ͥ̏O̙̬͌̑Ṵ̙̒̎R̦͎̊̚ ̭̅ͬͅS̬̤͂͆C͈͚̈ͤR͉̦͒̂E̩̻ͭ̆A͔̫̓̂M̪͎ͣ̋S̟̗ͨ̊ ͍̪̊ͧṮ̣ͬ̂O̪̗ͫ͋ ͇̳ͣ̉Ǎ̗̩ͪL͈͎̋̊L̥̓ͅ ̳̺̑Ȏ͕F̺̐ ͇́T̩̾H̙ͪĚ̯ ̤ͪS͕͊E͍͐V̼̾Ẻ̦N̜͐ ̰̔R̗͆I̜̒N̙͆G̳͑S͕̀ ̪ͮO͇͗F͎͋ ̥͒H̬̐Ė̥Ḻ͗Ḻͮ!̙͊!͚ͭ"

His form had grown into a monstrous height, black tendrils appearing from his back, and you can assume his red eyes had become radio dials. His whole form bent over, big enough to hover over Vox, as he was whimpering in fear on the ground. Face glitching from the broken screen, tongue stuck in his throat due to fear, he wasn't able to even utter a word, resorting to nodding his head rapidly, letting Alastor know he understood. In a flash, Alastor had turned back into his less demonic form, static dimming down as if nothing had happen. "Good man!" His cheery tone returned, before turning back towards you, leaving Vox cowering behind him. Walking closer to your position on the ground, Alastor bent down to pick you up, holding you like a princess. "Come along, my deer. Let us return back to the hotel!

With a snap of his fingers, Alastor teleported the both of you away from your location, appearing in the middle of your room at the hotel. Alastor had moved closer to your bed, setting you down. Your eyes looked up at him and you can tell he was upset, given how strained his smile was. "What on earth were you thinking, my dear?! I have told you countless times that area of pride is quite notorious for wayward scum to pop up, especially my old pal, Vox. I made it abundantly clear that either me or Husk should go with you, and yet you disregarded my warning. What have you to say for...." Midway through his rant, Alastor took note of your reactions. Your body was trembling, eyes a bit glossy and sweat was evident on your face. The sweet scent soon reached his nose, causing him to step back a bit. Ohhh he knows what is happening, you had gotten into your rut season. No wonder Vox had gotten touchy with you, the aroma emitting from your body was irresistible. He felt his lower regions come to life, painfully pushing against his trousers. Bearing through his desire to take you right here and now, Alastor moved closer towards you, placing his hands on both sides of the bed next to you, caging you in. Through your feverish daze, your were able to notice Alastor actions, looking up at him, eyes filled with both confusion and passion.

"Your in mating season aren't you. I can help you with your predicament, darling, but there are going to be some minor things that must be brought up if we are to do this. One, If we perform this, we will be mates for life, you will be tied down to me for the rest of our lives, and two, you will have my offspring as you are extremely fertile. It is once again your decision if you would like to be my mate." His words were soft, eyes filled with adoration as he explained all of this to you. Mates for life? Yes, YES! Placing your hands against his cheek, you drew him closer to kiss him, soft lips molding against yours, making the both of you moan. Smiling in the kiss, Alastor was glad your answer was Yes, as he continued to kiss you, pushing forward as both of your bodies fell on to the bed. Your eears twitch as you heard the sound of a snap, as the both of you pulled away, seeing that Alastor had snapped both of his and your clothes away, leaving the both of you bare. His glowing eyes scanned over your whole body, hands moving to your pussy, inserting his fingers slowly inside of you, earning a moan from you. "My my, your insides are so hot and moist, darling. It's becoming very difficult not to take you right now!" Licking his lips, he continued to finger your insides, moans spewing your lips.

He only put his fingers inside and you felt like you could burst at any moment. "Please do it. I can't take it anymore. Breed me!" You begged for him, earning a chuckle from him. "Brace yourself, darling." His whole length inserted itself inside of you, earning a groan from both you and him. There was no pain, only immense pleasure when he entered inside of you. Your walls were squeezing him tightly, keeping him locked in. "Groan~, so tight...." His voice was driving you crazy, as you never heard him without his static. The both of you stayed in that position, until Alastor grabbed your legs, raising them up in the air, and began to plow you, making you scream. "Ahhhhhhhh...Al...AL!" Grasping the bed with your hands, you felt your eyes roll back, mind going blank from the ecstasy you were feeling. He was so deep inside of you he could almost hit your womb. Speeding up faster and faster, he was making you see stars from how much he was pleasuring you. Something was coming, it was coming quickly, causing your back to arch of the bed, "Al.....I'm gonn-I'm gonna come!" Alastor smiled at you, bending down to give a kiss on your lips, before moving his head closer to your ear. "Then come" He bit down on your neck, creating the mating mark that would bind the both of you together. A sudden rush hit you, and you screamed out, feeling something exploded out of you, clenching his length tighter, making him moan. He continued to pound you rapidly, as he soon let out a groan, cumming inside of you, seed hitting your womb.

**4 months later**

"My dear~, I'm home~!" Alastor sang out, as he entered inside his bedroom, where you were staying. You were laid out on the bed, book in one hand, and another on your now round belly. After that mating session, the both of you had become a deer couple for life. Al wasn't kidding when he said you were very fertile cause a few weeks after that you realized you were pregnant, with twins in fact. Alastor was over the moon when he found out, picking you up and spinning you around in joy. He had decided that the both of you would stay in his hotel room together , making sure you were comfortable and also providing you protection. You told him there was no need for that, but he had grown quite possessive and protective of you, rather you staying with him then by yourself in your hotel room. "Hi my love! Did you enjoy your stroll?" Smiling sweetly, your eyes watched Alastor make his way over to you, throwing his arms around you in a tender hug. "It would have been better if your presence was with me!" Rubbing his head against yours like a cat, he whined his frustrations out, earning a laugh from you. "Who was the one that said I should stay here and rest?" Quirking an eyebrow at him, you wrapped an arm around his back , giving it a pat. Slowly, Al removed himself from the hug, but placed his forehead against yours. "I am aware, my doe. I just still want you by my side." He spoke sweetly, hearts appearing in his eyes. Who knew the radio demon was such an affectionate cuddlebug? Drawing his eyes towards your stomach, he placed a gentle hand on it, giving it a rub. A sudden movement came from your stomach, surprising the both of you. "Such exuburent behavior! One of my fawns is going to be an excellent dancer like me!" Alastor smiled warmly, hand still caressing your belly. "or a successful radio host." You said, smiling up at Al, as you placed your hand on top of his. Alastor hummed in joy, nuzzling your forehead again, and placing a tender kiss on it. "Je t'aime, my doe!

-END-

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[dwaekkicidal]

thoughts on owner channie w puppy seungmin & kitty reader w owner lino  >ᴗ<?

the way i started pacing my room after reading this and waiting for my computer to turn on so i could write something LMFAO-

also u must be in my walls or something because ive been going batshit crazy over hybrids lately but i havent told anybody? get out of my head???

do NAWT ask me how this has 1.4k words... i will not explain myself.

nsfw below the cut» x reader mainly but mxm at the very end

anywhoooo.... onwards!

so lets just say that we have owner!channie who doesn't know what to do when his puppy!seungmin becomes a brat all of a sudden. he's growling at every male hybrid he looks at, not listening when channie tells him to do something, and even humping + cumming on a pillow or two (definitely more than that but channie doesn't have to know that)

and then he's meeting up with his best friend, kitty-owner!lino, who mocks his best friend for not being able to prove himself as the "head dog of the house"

he keeps up this teasing up until channie describes a few more behaviors that rings alarms in lino's head and he realizes that his friend's stupid mutt is just going into heat!! and lil ol' channie didn't think that far ahead so he's absolutely not prepared to deal with his puppy's first heat alone

but then lino reminds him that he has a pretty, well-behaved kitty sitting at home with no mate and her own heat on its way soon~ so they agree to have them meet and plan everything out

the first time you meet, seungmin is absolutely losing his shit >< he can smell you before he sees you and you just so smell so. sweet. his heat makes the smell a million times worse and he just wants to eat you alive. more figuratively than literally but he doesn't think he would mind taking a chomp or two-

and channie is absolutely mind-boggled that the stupid brat he's been dealing with all week is suddenly being good, all thanks to the mere presence of another hybrid.

little does he know it's only thanks to how hard seungmin is biting his cheek so that he doesn't bend you over right here, right now in the middle of this park where everybody would see

after that they move fast, thanks to seungmin's heat starting early, and lino prepares you as much as he can before helping you settle into channie's guest room

channie even put a mini fridge in there- filled it to the brim with both of your favorite drinks+water, put a huge stack of blankets and spare clothes on top of the dresser, and filled a few dresser drawers to the brim with snacks

channie took the week off of work while lino opted to "work from home" and they stayed close by, camping out in the living room together and "reluctantly" listening closely so they could hear any possible calls for help from either of you

but no matter how much preparation they made, they were not in the slightest prepared for how almost feral seungmin became

the first few hours were the most unbearable, it was hard for you to get used to this stupid, insatiable mutt and his unnecessarily big knot. but you did get used to it eventually!

it only took multiple rounds and your poor cunt getting overfilled with his cum, much to his dismay. it only made him angry and pushed him to fuck into you even harder as he whined and complained about how you "need to take it better" so he could fuck a litter or two into you.

& both men could hear the growling as well as the plap plap plap of seungmin's balls hitting your poor, abused cunt >< your moans and cries bleeding through the walls to the point where channie thought for a second he would get the cops called on him for a noise complaint

but he stopped worrying about that when the few seconds of silence were disrupted by even more sobs and begs for seungmin to give you his pups!

though, minnie took such good care of you after each round!! he made sure you drank enough water and was good on snacks until lino came in with the bigger meals for both of you. but, that was all thrown out the window when he found himself rock hard, yet again.

he just couldn't hold himself back from folding you into every position he could think of that would keep you below him, at his mercy, and keep your pretty, puffy pussy ready for him at all times

channie felt like it was constant. like the two of you had spent every minute of those days drooling over each other and fucking each other's brains out.

which to some degree was true... neither of you could deny that, but you both still got... occasional breaks! they may or may not have been short-lived before seungmin was ready to go again, but nobody needs to know that!

all that your owners needed to know was that, by the time seungmin's heat was over, you were well bred and he felt like himself again!

but- oh! would you look at that? your owners came in to help you guys clean up after the fact, but it appears that seungmin managed to trigger your heat... but not to worry! he is very keen on repaying you for your help and is already shoving his cock into you before lino can even get out the door~

so,, maybe you guys weren't exactly done yet.

bonus;

puppy!seungmin realizing he had a lot of fun misbehaving during his heat so, now that you and him are well acquainted and hang out multiple times throughout the week, he goes out of his way to make his owner's life miserable~

fucks you into every surface he can think of: the dining table, the kitchen counters, the bathroom sink, the bathtub/shower, the coffee table, the couch, against the windows, in the middle of the hallway, channie's desk...

channie's bed

& seungmin always makes sure you make the biggest mess possible so that he can see the veins on channie's neck pops out when he blames it on his "instincts"

it pushes ALL of channie's buttons. not only does he have to clean up the insane amounts of cum all around his place, but he also has to smell sex literally everywhere all while he "can't" get his dick wet :((

so i bring you: owner!lino who lets owner!channie fuck you, his eager kitty, into the mattress all the while puppy!seungmin is all but tied to a chair.

lino watches over him and makes sure that he doesn't touch himself, cum, or even look away from the bed, for that matter

double bonus; mxm continuation of ^

lino's got his big, veiny hands jerking minnie off only to pull away and leave him leaking when he almost cums for the nth time :((

& channie's never subjected him to anything like this before so he caves a lot sooner than any of them thought; tears prickling his pretty boba eyes and his cock an angry red as it twitches with each apology that comes out of his lips

but.. oh! their pretty kitty is too tired to go another round? 'oh im sorry minnie.' poor pup. 'what will we do with you now?'

it doesn't take long for channie to fold. he loves his puppy and he would do anything to make those stupid tears go away- even if that means splitting him in half on his cock <3

he'd always thought about fucking his pretty mutt, but never thought it was on the table until those big, begging puppy dog eyes stared up at him all watery and his puppy was sitting there begging him to help him :(

he can't help himself when he lays down and lets seungmin have his way with his cock! but then all of a sudden lino joins in- letting his kitty take a nap and rest while he slides a hand around seungmin's waist and the other in his hair

he controls his hip movements like this and snaps at channie when he tries to tell minho to 'just let him do what he wants.'

no. no. no. absolutely not. 'stupid pup needs to learn his lesson.'

lino makes them change positions so that they can eiffel tower him; lino fucking his throat raw while channie's dicking him down hard enough to make the boy feel him in his tummy <3

& he's making the biggest mess all over the sheets!! a mixture of drool and precum soaking dark spots into channie's previously clean sheets, the realization making something in channie snap hehe

yea. im sick in the head over this. thank u anon i love you so much

[daenysx]

there is literally no one else i think would do this idea as good as you (i do understand completely if you don’t want to tho this is zero pressure) but what about one of the marauders or a combo or anything you want with them with someone who’s been feeling super down and lonely and is just spiralling back into really bad old habits like not eating well and like seeking like self sabotage or something, i just think you write them being sweet and kind so so well and i need them so bad but only ur version tho <333

again I get if you don’t want to at all my lovely

thank you for requesting and being so sweet, angel !!! i chose to go with remus and this is a bit self indulgent (cried when writing it haha) but i hope it makes you feel good <333333

remus lupin x fem!reader, hurt/comfort

cw; mentions of not eating and sleeping properly, reader feels lonely, tiny bits of fluff and angst, lots of kisses from remus

october drags you behind its back as it slowly comes to an end.

you think you've been doing well with the pressure of things lately, handled it good, you've been strong. you didn't let things upset you much, you found nice things to focus, you smiled, you kept going.

the bubble bursts on a late evening, there's nothing you can do to fix it.

suddenly all of the texts you get from your friends feel shallow and meaningless. the food only works to keep you on your feet, you don't get any pleasure from eating. sleep doesn't last long, you crave it like air during the day, but there's not enough time. your smiles don't feel real. you linger in places, trying to keep your steps steady. you think you'll collapse, the thought scares you to your bones.

"hey." remus whispers, shaking his fingers in front of your eyes. you haven't been listening. "are you okay?"

his voice is coming under the water. your head feels like a heavy balloon, but you give a slow smile to your boyfriend. "sorry, i'm a bit distracted. can you tell me again?"

remus smiles back, pieces of doubt and worry creeping in his eyes. he wraps an arm around you, it's a rare night that he gets to hold you like this on the couch. he wants to make the best of it.

"it's okay, i was just rambling." he offers gently. "can i get a kiss?"

you nod, snuggling to his chest so that you can reach his lips. remus's lips feel good always, but tonight it's something more. he kisses with all his heart, emotions dripping, he likes sweet and slow. his fingers rub the back of your head, you get closer. your eyes burn with tears.

you look upset. remus knows it's not about him, you just need somewhere to empty your mind.

you keep kissing remus. it's good, he massages the tightness of your neck. it's better than breathing, you close your eyes. your head gets lighter as the kiss goes on. letting out a shaky sigh, you separate yourself from him, and hide your face to his chest.

remus doesn't say anything. he just rubs circles on your back. you start crying in slow tears, your breathing soft and liquified. you're not loud. soaked in his scent and wrapped in his sweater covered arms, you try to find yourself a place to calm down.

"you're gonna be okay." he whispers with a kiss on your head. "you're not alone."

that's the thing with loneliness, you don't think you can make yourself believe you're not alone. it surrounds your entire mind, squeezes your heart in your chest, makes you think you're an unloveable loser. your fingers grab remus's sweater. they are desperate to have something to hold onto.

you need to breathe. lifting your head to get some air into your body, you look at remus. it wrecks him, his poor girl, staring at him through glossy eyes. his thumb dries your tears gently. his eyes follow you like you're precious. like you don't deserve to be hurt by the world.

"i feel like i'm lost." you confess. "like nothing good will come out of the things i do. like i'm trying for no reason."

remus understands it, he gets drown in these feelings most times. sometimes the life is worth living, sometimes it's scary and pointless. there's love, though. he loves you too much to see you in pain. he loves every part of you, he likes being loved by you. if he's gonna get to spend it with you, then life can't be that bad.

"you haven't eaten anything properly in the last a few days." he says, calmly. "you haven't slept for more than 4 hours a day. you're constantly moving, trying to finish your things. i understand all of it, dove, but these things affect you more than you think."

"i know." you accept. "i just want to take care of myself. i wanna be good."

"you are good." he says. he cups your cheek. "you've been doing so good, i promise. i just wanna help you take care of yourself, because you're not alone. you don't have to deal with everything alone."

"i just think- i should be able to solve my own problems. i know it sounds stupid, but i was trying."

remus smiles fondly. at least the problem in context is being talked about right now. at least he gets to hold you through it, he gets to love you.

"it's not stupid." he promises. "i just need you to know i'm here. for any part you let me in, i'm here."

you nod. no more words for tonight probably. remus nods, too. it's okay.

he pulls your head to let it stay on the crook of his neck. you settle down. you won't suddenly be okay just because he talked you through it, he knows, but it's still something. slow kisses, gentle fingers. remus is here.

"you need food, sleep, and some loving, dove." he says like it's an obvious decision. "once we get all these done, i'm sure things will feel a bit better."

"can we start with the loving, please?"

"i know, it's my favorite, too." he smiles. he's an angel.

he begins by kissing your forehead. his lips are warm on you, he presses them between your eyebrows to help you relax the tight muscles there. you close your eyes, he kisses your slightly wet cheeks. he kisses your cheekbones, your jawline. his hands fix your hair as you breathe in his air. you get close to him like a kitten stayed in cold.

"i love you." he says, softer than he thinks he can manage. "i love you more than anything."

he gives you a long kiss on your lips this time. tiny caresses, nothing too passionate. he moves his lips on your chin, below your ears.

"you've been doing so well." he whispers when he gets close to your ear. "you'll be doing better. it's gonna be okay."

you move your fingers to your sweater, the air feels too warm. remus helps you take it off to leave you in your tank top. he kisses your collarbones, the spot between them. you don't know what this is, is it worshipping? he's doing something you've never felt before. you feel like liquid in his arms, melted and safe. addicted to this now. there's no going back.

"i love you." you whisper. "i can't even say how much."

"i know how much." he tells you. "i know, baby."

your cheeks are dry. remus makes sure of your comfort. his hand finds your waist to hold you, other hand going straight to your hair. his fingers rub your scalp. you look like a cat, your back arched prettily to him, you're practically hungry for his affection. your eyes feel droopy, tired with the emotions you had to deal with and the stress of the week.

"we can go to bed." remus offers. "you look like you'll fall asleep."

"can we stay here?" you ask him, his lap is more comfortable than bed and this position is amazing.

"of course." he says. he's gonna be your pillow for as long as you want him to be.

"thank you, baby." you whisper to his ear, voice swimming in fondness. "for everything you said."

remus likes being your baby, that's true. he likes how you trust him and how responsive you are to his touches, too. you close your eyes again, calm and safe. he covers your bare shoulder with the blanket after putting a kiss on it. the night goes well, he thinks.

[kiame-sama]

Dragon headvanon guy here again because a few more dropped into my head (also sorry for the typos, I'm not used to my phones big keyboard yet xD also 100% relate to you on the plushies, I have a big collection on my.own and love them with all my heart)

1. Most if not all Creatures love to be pet, it's common to see children & sometimes young teens being pet by their parents, older siblings or close friends. The older they fet the less likely they get petted tho, older Fae's and long lived Creatures tho remember that Humans would pet anyone who allowed it with great joy.

2. We know that Humans are seen as Peackeepers (or Beast Tamers) but I like to headcanon that they are also a symbol of Loyalty in many Kingdoms. Some older Creatures, like Lilia even remember Humans going through great dangers or sacrificing themself for their Pack.

An old Rumor has it that one of the Great Seven was actually once pack bounded with a human who sacrificed themself for them. (It would be an intresting idea if it was Scar and after he died many mistook the Human Sacrificing themself for him as him killing them & eating them. But you guys can go wild with this one)

3. Angry humans were a raresight to see and most only learned how dangerous humans could be once a Creature attacked a child and had to be send to a hospital after the Parent of said child got their revenge. It's also at that point that many learned how dangerous a human bite can be thanks to the bacteria in their mouth (that information sadly got lost to time though)

4. This is the last one for now, promise xD A lot of Kingdoms who were safe for humans, would have human daycares where they would watch over the Creatures kids. It was something unheard of since a lot of Creatures dont trust their young and rather weak children around others they dont know (and sometimes even close friends & family couldn't get close to the child without nearly being mauled.)

But it was a bit sucess and since it was free, low income familys would adly send their kids there to get food and have a chance at making friends. Some daycares even allowed sleepovers for Creatures who worked during the night, kids who were night active or those who weren't picked up because their parents worked late.

Sadly after humans went extinct these establishments were shutdown.

Ok one last one, this one is for the Fleur City; It's belived that humans created the Bell as a gift to the Rightous Judge who them upon getting this gift enchanted the Bell to ring in a specific tune when a human entred Fleur City.

Legends say that once the last human in Fleur City died and they went extinct as last that the Bell rung in such a sorrowfull way with the Rightous Judges cries that the spirit of the last Human in Fleur Ciry granted him a last gift. The Firelotus, so that any Magical Creature who dares to harm an Innocent Creature will be punished by humanitys judgment.

(No worries about the typos, I'm pretty bad about it too)

I'm down for all of these actually. Absolutely love how some canon things can so easily fall into place with just a little adjustment and work so wonderfully in an AU all its own.

I can see almost all of them wanting to be pet and of course hoping the soft human will pet them. Rook's already been pet by those little Human hands and he is already hooked. I could absolutely see Jack and Ruggie going nuts for petting. Lilia's already made it clear that group grooming is common so petting would likely be too. Maybe that's the Human's way of returning the grooming behavior to make Lilia sleep? Lilia has already petted Grim.

The last Human Lilia met was the surrogate mother of a young fox fae child and he will be forever haunted by how injured she was and still standing, unsure how long she must have fought to keep her young safe. Lilia had arrived near the end of the poor Human's desperate battle, stepping in himself but it was quite too late for the Human mother. He took in the child and raised them himself in Briar Valley, Silver is not the only child the old fae has taken under his wing. Lilia knows the sheer drive humans have to protect those they truly love because he saw it firsthand and he knows better than to mess with little Grim regardless of how much fun it would be. No need to upset the Human.

Humans were quite good at taking care of others young and many had a natural proclivity to protect infants regardless of what species it was. Humans aren't really all too threatening, so many mothers of the more protective species didn't feel that threat to themselves or their young like they did with other species or even their own family. Many are quite manageable as children and almost harmless, meaning the soft Humans could take care of them with no problem.

To make a world of magical creatures tremble in fear is a mighty feat and one only the fire lotus could achieve. After all, so many looked down on humans for their lack of magic, why not suffer the same fate for those who brought Humanity to heel?

[igotanidea]

Icarus: Jason Todd x reader

A/N: been a while since the last angst,right? ;)

***

When he came back to the apartment, seeing her fully awake, eyes puffy, red and almost closing sitting in front of the computer and cursing her coworker, he didn't think the night would end up like this.

This, being her patching him up.

And ending up in bed together.

Not to sleep of course.

But the way her fingers danced on his bare, freshly patched and sensitive skin, the way her body got so responsive to all his kisses and licks, the way his name rolled of her tongue in that breathy moan.

"Do you want me...? Tell me..." she begged in a pathetic need to confirm he felt the same for her. That she wasn't just his roomate/ friend-ish, who happened to be around in his moment of vulnerability turning into horniness. That she wasn't just being used as a fleshlight.

"I want you. Fuck, I want you." Jason groaned, intensifing his movements wanting to make her scream, to fullfll that desire and lust flooding his brain. To have her nails rake down his back in some sort of masochistic tendency. He was used to pain. It was familiar.

And he got what he wanted, breaking her for good, her moans and cries of pleasure filling his ears and making him twitch inside her, his eyes falling closed from the intensity of the release.

"I love you...." he whispered.

For a moment he was a king of the world. Flying close to the sun and basking in its warmth.

And then fell back to Earth like a mythological Icarus, realising that he lost control.

Took her to bed.

Said some words he didn't mean.

Lied to her.

The only person who stood by him despite all the bullshit, violence, emotional break-downs.

The only person who actually cared.

And it made him freeze. Then roll off her. And lay on the side, his back to her.

Neglecting all the cuddles and kisses and aftercare she deserved and needed after the rough session he just put her through.

"Jason? " her confused voice echoed in his head. This was too much. He didn't want this. Didn't mean it. Didn't need it. "Baby?" Y/N put a hand on his shoulder in what seemed a comforting gesture. And it made him furious.

"Don't call me that!" he hissed rolling to face her with daggers in his eyes, grabbing her wrist in a iron grip "I'm not your baby!"

"I'm sorry!" she squealed in fear "I'm sorry, but you said-- I thought--"

"Then you though wrong! You get some stupid idea in your head?! A little scenario of me and you being happy toghether!?"

"I didn't --"

"Well you'd better get it out now! Cause this? us?" he almost spit that word "is not happening."

"But you said--" she was now sobbing, unsure of how they got into this screaming and crying.

"Just shut up! Shut up, don't say another word!" he yelled

Poor Jason.

He didn't mean to be violent. Never to her. Never.

But the anger issues mixed with guilt got the best of him. And once he started it was impossible to stop. Even though he hated himself for every word. For every action. For every flash of pain, sadness, confusion and rejection reflected in her vulnerable eyes.

And then it was gone. He got it all out.

And instead of screams the room was filled with silence.

"I should go." she said with shaking voice, wiping her tears away

"No, wait, Y/N, I--"

"No, you were right." her shirt and jeans were finding way back to her body as she hid herself from him and the embarassment that started to creep in. "I got too carried away in my fantasy--"

"you know I'm not the relationship kind of man. Never was."

"You said you wanted me... Why? Was it just the heat of the moment? Cause it's not a game to me. "

"I didn't want to be alone..." he whispered,

"Right." she scoffed "Meanwhile, I was the stupid girl who fell for you. Getting used like a sillly teenager. One and done."

"Y/N...."

He refused to admit and show that her unexpected confession got him spinning and his heart beating faster. She fell for him. She loved him. Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. He lo--

NO! FUCK! HELL NO!

He just destroyed both their friendship and any potential chance of being toghther.

Which he obviously didn't care about.

And was just about to loose her for good, cause she wasn;t going to take any more of his shit. Not after being treated like a one night stand. It was impossible for her to go back to what was before and act casual.

Which he obviously didn't care about either.

"Don;t go..." Jason hated how that sound like a desperate begging. He was never pleading. NEVER.

And that tightening grip on her meant absolutely nothing. Not like he refused to let go or something.

She could go if that was what she wanted.

Clear way.

That grip was not, in any way, a method to prevent the inevitable repercussions of what was coming for them him.

Almost as if he believed that the scraps of affection and attention could make up for both his selfishness and the fuck up that was his fault.

No one else's.

His.

"We can't be friends anymore, can we?" he whispered into space.

"No. No we can't." But you also don't want to be with me..." she sobbed and he couldn't fake it, as much as he wanted to. She didn't deserve to be treated likem this, deceived and lied to.

And he shook his head, raising to the top of his honesty with her.

"We know what we have to do, Jason..."

Yes. They both knew.

Before she could get up and get out of his life, he leaned forward captuing her lips in his. For the last time.

So good. Having those sweet, warm lips that he felt so many times before move against his. So good remembering feeling them on his neck, chest, abs and lower....

One last memory....

Don't go.

"Goodbye Jason..."

It was over.

[erwinsvow]

Can’t stop thinking about reader when Rafe heads off with the cross at the end of s2… like imagine he doesn’t tell her anything and she thinks he’s ghosting her🙁 poor girl stuck through everything and (naively) believed he was innocent (I would too it’s ok we all have our moments) and now he just leaves her life without saying anything??

- 💓

wait this hurts!!!!! especially with a pogue reader or just a super sweet kook reader who literally has been defending him to everyone! even her parents who do not want her seeing rafe anymore... i can just imagine that heartbroken feeling and then when he comes back with a buzz and honestly soo different too, his personality changed so much in between 2 and 3. and the first time they see each other...

"you look good," rafe says, glancing over you like he always used to do, the same pretty, short dresses and cute shoes. there's a few things missing, the RC necklace you used to never take off, even when you're showering, the bracelet he got you when you two first started dating, the anklet he would always play with. it's all gone, a different necklace in its place. he can vaguely make out a new initial.

"thank you," you say quietly. you both stay silent for a minute, wondering what to say next. "your hair, it's different."

he runs a hand through his buzz, mind automatically floating back to how you used to run your fingers through his longer hair at any given opportunity-in bed about to fall asleep, on the couch watching some stupid movie together, in the back of his truck when he'd get between your legs and make you cum until you cried. then anger filters in, boiling his blood, wondering if some other guy is getting to see you like that now.

"yeah. s'hotter there, this is easier."

"i liked your long hair," you comment, smiling sweetly the way you always did towards him. you turn around, looking at some friends waiting for you. he doesn't notice a guy standing there, and he's thankful, because he doesn't think he could hold himself back if there was. "um, well, i should go." before you can turn around, he speaks again.

"i missed you. really, i did." you turn back, looking at him through watery eyes.

"really?" your voice is all choked up, which he hates. hates that you're crying and hates that he's the reason for your tears. "you missed me? that's why you didn't call or text? you disappeared."

"i had business to take care of, kid. i didn't-"

"you didn't have a phone? you couldn't write me a letter? you know how long i was here, waiting for you? everyone said i was stupid and i still waited-"

"y'not stupid-"

"yes i am rafe. i waited this whole time for you. i'm so stupid."

he gets closer, and you wish he wouldn't.

"not stupid. y'just a good girl. i'm sorry. i am, i am."

tears spill down, he wipes them away. you're sure your friends are staring, embarrassed if they see all your resolve caving in like this.

"can i ask you somethin'?" you look up, nodding. "you still waitin' for me?"

from this close, he can make out what your necklace says, the tiny little r pendant he once got you shaking as you nod your head.

[otomiyaa]

Traveler's Training

Aether & Sethos

A/N: Today is also the bday of the lovely @eliankrios!!! Happy birthday Elian! This one is for you^^ I hope you have a wonderful wonderful day!

Summary: Aether and Sethos spend some quality time and end up training for, well yes, the next time Sethos will challenge Cyno. Aether knows just the way to beat him... (Also on AO3)

Word Count: 1.2K

"Wow, wow, wow!"

Aether smirked proudly. That was already the 3rd time he heard such amazed and excited cries. He watched Sethos run around, look around, explore, cheer, and come back to him with sparkling eyes.

"Amazing, huh?" Aether said.

It wasn't his intention to, well yeah, turn Sethos' attention away from Sumeru's rainforest only to brag about his beautiful Realm Within, but it kind of happened when Cyno and Tighnari left them alone for some business they had to attend to.

Introducing Sethos to the Serenitea Pot Realm was possibly the best way of entertaining him in the meantime. Without Tighnari and Cyno by his side, Aether wasn't too confident about guiding him around Sumeru after all.

"We entered that thing, and -?" Sethos admired the vast exteriors and looked around the realm inside the magical teapot.

"Yes. When I'm not out camping or staying at inns and spare rooms, this is my home," Aether said with a proud smile.

"It's amazing, woah!" Sethos ended up dropping himself in the grass, and he looked up at the sky.

"All this, in that small teapot," he sighed. Aether sat down next to him and smiled fondly.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. And also that you and Cyno have been getting along well, lately!"

Sethos glanced at him and nodded slowly. "Me too. It's a breath of fresh air to hang around him, and Tighnari. I still hope to beat Cyno sometime, though."

"Hmm?" Aether cocked his head. Sethos blushed a little when he noticed him staring.

"What? He beat me in a duel, of course I wouldn't forget that, even though we became friends."

Aether smiled fondly. He had grown pretty close to Sethos in a short time. For him to be this honest with him, it was quite sweet.

"I know," Aether said.

Sethos frowned. "Know what?"

"I know a way to beat Cyno in a duel. In a different kind of duel I mean," he explained.

Sethos gave a sigh. "I hope you don't mean that card game. I tried it once and he just completely..." Sethos kicked with his foot into the air.

"Beat my ass."

Aether laughed, poor Sethos was so new to everything! How could Cyno be so merciless with Genius Invokation TCG! Give the guy a break.

"Hehehe, yes Cyno is indeed quite the die-hard card player. But no I didn't mean that. I meant..." Aether rolled over and reached out.

"This!" He tickled Sethos' side which was perfectly exposed since he was relaxing comfortably in the grass while resting his head in his arms.

"HUUUU!" Aether jolted as well at the funny sound that left him. Sethos jumped up like a cat that had its tail stepped on.

"What, what?" Sethos cried. "Why did you tickle me? It really tickled."

Aether snickered and covered his mouth. "Did you not ever have a tickle fight? It's like a duel, but with tickling."

Sethos sighed and shook his head. "I know about tickling, yes. I'm pretty ticklish. But to use it in combat? Hmmm."

The way he talked about it made Aether laugh even more.

"It's the kind of technique I think you could use to beat Cyno. He is... rather ticklish. Even I beat him once... no, twice," Aether said, remembering that second time which actually wasn't really a tickle fight. Just Tighnari holding Cyno down, and Aether having the time of his life teasing and tickling him. Good memories.

"Really?" Sethos sounded genuinely interested. Aether nodded

"Would you like to practice? I can give you a personal training. I tickle you, you try to tickle me back. After some practice, you'll have some good chances of beating Cyno if you use this technique."

Sethos nodded. "Alright then." But without giving him a heads-up, and without getting in position first, Aether already tickled him again, this time with two hands.

Flailing his arms and legs, Sethos let out a hysterical cackle and he threw his head back.

"Hohoho hahahang ohohon I wahahasn't reheheady! Wahaaaaah!" he cried out. Aether chuckled and wiggled his fingers rapidly all over his sides and tummy.

"Then I'd get ready if I were you! Cyno may be ticklish, but he's also quite fast and strong, so I think you'd want to follow this training well," Aether said, clawing at the ticklish guy's torso without mercy.

"Buhuhut! Wahahah! Noooo!" Sethos howled, and his hysterical movements allowed him to turn himself over onto his stomach. Not that it stopped Aether. Pinning him face-down in the grass, he climbed on top of him and attacked his ribs from behind.

"Eyaaaahaha!" Sethos squealed, trying to wriggle himself free. Aether started to wonder if Sethos could ever beat Cyno in a tickle fight. The poor guy really was too ticklish!

"Alright, alright. I'll give you a chance. Tickle me back!" Aether exclaimed and he jumped up and watched Sethos pick himself up on all fours.

Breathing heavily, he stood on his legs and reached out with his hands formed into claws, But Aether simply dodged, caught both his hands and pulled him forward, then threw him back down in the grass and resumed the tickle attack on him.

"You missed!" he sang.

"Waaaahahaha that wahahasn't fahahair!" Sethos cackled. Aether gave him two or three more chances like that. But one time Sethos only tickled him once before Aether easily turned the tables. The second time, Sethos was a little too hesistant, so Aether tickled him before he could even strike.

And the third time, heh. Sethos already started laughing before he even tried, seemingly anticipating Aether's counter attack.

"I wasn't doing anything yet," Aether said as he watched Sethos flinch and giggle.

"I know - but! Waahhh!" Aether tackled him down again and decided to tickle him until he begged for mercy, just to teach him how tickle fights like this could work.

"Do you surrender?" he asked, but Sethos shook his head and laughed hysterically.

"Nohohooo! I dohohon't!"

Laughing along with him, Aether tickled him some more, wiggling his fingers under his arms, against his sides, all over his tummy and even behind his knees, finding the sweetest tickle spots to make Sethos squeal and giggle.

Before Sethos surrendered, they were already interrupted by the arrival of Tighnari and Cyno.

"What is going on here?" Tighnari asked. Aether moved off Sethos, and the latter also got surprisingly well back on his feet with ease, his cheeks a little flushed and his hair messy.

"U-uh ah... I was getting some of the, eh, Traveler's training," he explained tiredly.

"Training?" Cyno asked. Aether signaled to Sethos not to say more; he still had a long way to go before he could beat Cyno successfully in a tickle fight.

"Y-yeah you know. We were just playing around. So, shall we go on or would you like to rest here first?" he asked Tighnari and Cyno. They smiled.

"It's nice here, let's stay for a bit longer," Cyno said.

"I agree," Tighnari said. "Do you have any tea at home?"

"I do," Aether said, and they followed them into his home. Meanwhile he patted Sethos on his back.

"We can practice again next time. Until then, let's keep this training a secret," he whispered. Sethos nodded.

"U-understood. I'll do better next time." Smiling, Aether thought he actually couldn't wait. He was having that much fun!

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Salutations! Might be a… oddly specific request? So feel free to throw it out if you don't like it! I've just had this idea floating in my brain for awhile and I think its cute.

So basically Lucifer (Hazbin Hotel) makes friends with someone who is also really grief stricken over their last relationship. (I was thinking that they would be a widow/widower but you can go whatever route you want) They both find solace in one another and feel like they understand eachothers pain. They both get really close and before he can realize whats happening, Lucifer is head over heels and it hits him like a freight train when he realizes it. He wants so desperately to hold this person to his chest, protect them, and build a future together that neither of them had thought possible before; but he is also terrified of scaring them off if he does anything. Both of them are wounded, and Lucifer isnt sure how deep or raw those wounds are. So Lucifer just ends up turning into a puddle of a man when they are around.

Like I said, Ive just had this rotting in my head for awhile and I am not nearly skilled enough to do anything with it, sooooo have fun with it if it peaks your interest! <3

Broken Hearts Still Beat Again

"I may not be your first love, kiss, or date..... but damn baby, I want to be your last everything." -Unknown

Tw: Angst, Hurt-Comfort, Failed relationships, fear of abandonment, learning to love again, taking risks, slight spiciness at the end

~Prior to the beginnings of the Extermination~

You can't remember how long it's been since it happened. Years, months, and days are far too long, honestly. All you could remember was his face, his sad, sad, lonesome face, and the grinning menace Adam beside him. Yes, that's right, Adam, the first Winner. You, too, were a Winner till all that time ago. How long?

Your husband, best friend, and closest confidant was also a Winner. You were Winners together. You two died in your sleep peacefully due to a shared illness. It was sweet, almost too romantic like St. Peter said when you two crossed the gates. 

Then it happened; you don't know why Adam sank his teeth into you. Yes, you were an incredible fighter in the mortal world, teaching children how to fight for their safety and never to provoke. So when he came to you and invited you to the exorcist guild, well, you were happy to train young fighters to protect themselves. Your partner was even happier to watch you flourish in Heaven as much as you did in your mortal life. 

Then you overheard Lute talking to an exorcist one day. You heard about the extermination of the poor souls, the damned being killed again and again. This news broke you. Who would remotely allow this? Who would stoop so low?

You called an impromptu meeting with Sara and Adam to inform them of this horrible act Lute was performing. The tyranny she was showing against the other angels to go down to Lucifer's territory and kill again.

Only things didn't go as planned, no see you did go to the meeting; you spoke your peace, and then they just smiled at you, eery creepy smiles, sent you on your way, and told you it would be handled. It was all quite odd; there was no demand for a trial, no need for proof of your words, nothing.

When you returned to your home where your husband was, it happened all too fast. Exorcists were grabbing you; Adam was telling your husband something; his face dropped, and he looked at you with hate. You were shouting, begging, pleading for anyone to listen to you. No one would, and you were flagged as a traitor right then and there.

You were taken to a ledge, and standing there, you looked into your husband's eyes, tears staining your face, your throat raw from screaming. You could feel the saliva strands between your parted lips as you whimpered and cried. You freed your arm from one of the exorcists and reached out to your husband; it was too late as he turned from you.

He spared one last look at you, turning back with tears in his eyes. You called out his name once again, and Sara spoke her orders of your treason against the balance of good and evil. Then, you were pushed off the ledge. 

You began to fall from heaven, assuming a more permanent death would be treating you soon. You closed your eyes; you didn't want your last memories to be death or Adam or any of what just happened.

You thought of your lover when you two were young and carefree the day he told you he loved you. As you felt the rushing of wind and air surrounding you, this thought alone was your solace, and then it all went black.....

~~~~ Lucifer's Pov ~~~~

The day that Lilith left was a cold, cold day in hell. Well, not for everyone, but definitely me.

The woman I gave everything up for was gone in an instant. Without a word. Without a trace. My relationship with Charlie was far more strained and hindered now. I was nothing now. A kingdom all to my own and nothing of value now that the two women I loved the most were gone. What was I to do in this lone castle whither away? 

I turned to the picture of Lilith and Charlie, and tears formed in my eyes. It all felt too surreal to much. She was gone, my family gone, my life gone, all gone gone gone. As I sat there and cried, fists beating into the floor below, my wails echoing through the halls of my now abandoned residence, I felt so empty.

That's when an imp came in, holding a letter from the angels above. It was time to sign our agreement on the executions. Maybe that's why Lilith left; I was so willing to save our family that I gave up on our dreams for hell. 

I should have spoken to her and let her decide, but they threatened Charlie, so I had to act. I had to save my precious daughter, my pride and joy. That's also why I had to tell Charlie that her plan to 'save all sinners' needed to end. I remember it like yesterday, sitting at the table with them, breaking the news of the agreement I would sign soon. They looked so hurt, so betrayed.

I honestly was a failure. 

I stood, heading to the bathroom to clean up before my meeting. Soon after my name is signed on the soul pact, the first and only angelic building will grace hell, and the clock will start counting down. I was prepared for my subjects to hate me, but my family, it was all too much.

There was nothing to lose now, though, so hell with it. I made my way to the opening portal to heaven. It's now or never. I will sign this and keep the ones I love safe, even if they never know.

I love you, Lilith, I love you, Charlie. 

~~~~ Reader POV ~~~~

When you woke back up under a dark red sky, you figured you had to have fainted while falling to your death. Yet when you looked down at yourself, you were the same old you. The only notable difference was that your skin was no longer pure white. You had greyed out some, and your clothing was torn from your fall. Looking around, you saw a giant pentagram in the sky and a large white orb to the right. Was that heaven?

Standing on your legs again, your back was killing you. You began to walk anywhere; people here were very different from the Winners. Death, porn, canabalizim, all of it fully welcomed. This would take some getting used to. 

As you crossed the threshold of the city, now standing in the middle, you heard a horrible noise. It sounded like a bell, but it was so loud. You turned to your left, where the noise was coming from, and there was a clock and some numbers; just above the numbers, it read 'days till execution.' that's when you realized it.

A building, the only building that looked like what you are familiar with in heaven. You were shocked it wasn't Lute causing tyranny. It was all of them, every single one of them, in charge. 

You sank to your knees, realizing you would never be safe. You signed your sentence when you went to them with the information you learned. You were no longer a Winner...You were a Sinner, and your days were numbered.

You had something over everyone else; you knew how the angels fought and trained them daily. Using this knowledge to your advantage, you went through the town, trying to find anywhere you could start your new life. 

~~~ FLASH FORWARD 7 YEARS ~~~

You were lucky when you ran into Charlie. She was a godsend if god was even real. The Princess of Hell had the same morals and values as you, which you respected. Vaggie was also a pleasant surprise; you could tell a soldier you taught a mile away.

She remembered you as well. She kept to herself till you three made it to a safe place, Charleis's soon-to-be hotel. Once Charlie was out of earshot and working on getting supplies to heal everyone, she confronted you. 

Tears welled in her eyes when she asked what had happened. She was in shock when you explained how you ended up here. According to Vaggie, everyone was told that you died on a mission to hell.

The Sinners alerted Lucifer of your whereabouts, and he killed you; thus, in doing so, a protective force of angels was created. Fearmongering was the one thing Adam was damn good at. 

It was broken to you by Vaggie that your partner had moved on with another. He was in love and happy with another woman, one Adam hand-picked for him. You were devastated again; years of promises, lost nights, and romantic meetings disappeared. He gave up everything because Adam told him to.

You two agreed that your past lives in Heaven would no longer be discussed that night.

Crying your eyes out long after Vaggie returned to her shared room with Charlie, did you swear off love by taking your wedding band off and locking it in a drawer.

It was no longer a hidden fact that Lucifer had signed the deal with the Angels, and it was far less hidden knowledge that the relationship between King and Princess was strained.

The rag-tag group of residents was growing by the day. Angel Dust was fun, and you could quickly tell from how he talked and looked he wanted a way out. Soon after Charlie's broadcast, Alastor and his group, Husk and Nifty, joined the hotel's crew. Though the Radio Demon was creepy, you knew something was eating him deep inside. Nifty was a riot to get talking to and always brought you exciting things she found while cleaning. Husk was a perfect bartender, and you knew he would keep your dirty secrets for you. He was the only one you confided your past in. 

You supported Charlie wholeheartedly in her decision to overrule the exterminations. You were eager to help her prove that sinners could become winners. Look at you, for heaven's sake; if it could go one way, it had to go the other.

Sir Pentious was the last to join and was easy to talk to. He was awkward, but you loved his fabricated war stories and eggbois. Then, one day, he came along; you won't lie.

You were hesitant. I mean, he signed away Hell's right to life. You couldn't deny it, though; he was funny and ethereal. You swore off love, though, and you wouldn't let another break your heart again.

~~~~ Lucifer's POV ~~~~

When I got Charlie's call, I didn’t know what emotions to feel: sorrow, excitement, fear, jubilation. I was beyond myself, and as I finally answered the phone, all I could muster was, “Hey, Biiiiitch.”

Yeah, it was smooth of me to say that; however, it didn’t deter Charlie. She wanted me to come and visit her. I was over the moon; depression had nothing on me.

I looked at my hand as I was cleaning myself up and getting ready to go. Looking down and seeing that cursed band I once shared with the love of my life.

I found Lilith's ring left on her nightstand just days after her departure to who knows where. I couldn’t bring myself to take the ring off; it's all I had left of her; it reminds me to keep hoping she would forgive me; maybe I'll forgive myself. 

As I made my way to Charlie's hotel, thoughts pressed into my mind about how I wanted this reunion to go. It never occurred to me how much Charlie may have changed. Was she still the same woman I knew before we fought?

Sighing as I approached the door, I realized it was now or never. Let's do this, baby. What's the worst that could happen? She hates me and leaves me forever like her mother did, and now I am forever alone? Hahahahah NO!

I entered the hotel door, and jeez, what is this place?

Putting a smile on my face, I approached Charlie and hugged her, introducing myself to her girlfriend. Woah, I like girls, too. See, we can bond. As I was making my rounds with Charlie, meeting everyone, I saw her….She was….gorgeous. I could tell from her looks that she wasn’t an everyday Sinner, and something was different about her. 

After a brief and, might I say, victorious battle with this ‘Alastor’ fellow, I spent some time with my daughter, allowing her to show me around her hotel. As we stood atop the balcony, I made the first fatal error of the night. “So, CharChar, what is this all about?” 

Charlie rolled her eyes at me and excitedly smiled, “It’s a hotel to cleanse and rehabilitate Sinners! I told you this, Dad!” The excitement on her face was genuinely adorable, but she couldn’t do it. I couldn’t allow this. The elder angels would just hurt her like they did me. They already threatened my family once; I can’t let them do this again.

I knew by the look on Charlie's face that my reaction wasn’t what she was expecting. As I went to speak to her, a loud explosion was heard downstairs. 

We rushed down, and I saw an opportunity to prove to Charlie why we couldn’t follow this plan. As I ran forward to catch up with the others, I saw the mystery woman again. She was fighting alongside Alastor and his demons perfectly; she was beautiful and brilliant in battle, always expecting the next attack.

Once the sharks were dealt with and the young lady who seemed to know Alastor left, I turned back to Charlie and attempted to plead my case. “See Charlie, look, they are all the same; Sinners will never be redeemed; they will never go to heaven.” 

“You don’t know that, Dad, please.” The look on Charlie's face broke me, but this had to be done. I couldn’t let her get hurt. 

“What makes you so sure, Mr. King of Hell, that these people here can’t be redeemed?” This voice was new and soft.

I turned to the mystery girl. Her eyes were lit with a flame. I could see how much passion she had for my daughter's cause. As I went to speak back, Charlie interjected. 

“Father, I only want to do this for you, for my people. Your dreams are what gave me this goal.” I was taken aback. I was Charlie's prime motivation; my stories and goals helped her become this remarkable woman. 

“Your daughter is twice the ruler of you; she's willing to save her people; what are you willing to do?” The mystery woman had a point. I was a coward, too prideful of what I had to allow it to fall potentially. I looked at Charlie, and a moment formed between us. 

“Alright, let’s get Heaven on the line then.” I knew it was time to face my fear to help the people I pleaded for all those years ago. I may not be able to stand my ground due to the contract, but damn can my daughter and her friends do it. 

While Charlie started getting ready for her meeting, I was a nervous wreck. What if something happened to her? I knew the cruel hands that played in heaven and what could be done.

As I was pacing back and forth in the lobby, a figure stood before me, a drink in hand, and the other extended a glass to me. I looked up, and it was her; she was still just as beautiful as the first time I saw her. I gently took the glass and downed the concoction in it. “Thank you, uh, my name is Lucifer Morningstar, affamed fallen angel and father of Charlie.” 

“I know; I was here when everything went down.” She looked at me blankly. Of course, she was here. Jesus, could I be any lamer?

She snorted at my facial expression and stuck her hand out for me. “My name is Y/N; nice meeting you, Mr. King of Hell; it’s a pleasure. By the way, I only said all that because I knew it would strike a nerve in you. I learned from my past anyone prideful hates when their authority is challenged.” 

In her past, odd, there weren’t a lot of demons here who A would let someone challenge their authority and live, so she must be powerful, or B, she is speaking of her mortal life. However, something about both of those options did not seem quite right.

I nodded gently at her and sat at the bar. She soon tended to the others in the hotel, and I began to observe her. She acted like a mother, telling the others what to and not to do double-checking the other inhabitants of the hotel before they left the building.

Hell, she even talked to Alastor on some sort of equal ground. Something was different about her, so so different. I looked at my hand again while I took another swig of my refilled glass. Setting the glass down, I started to twirl the ring. Would Lilith have been this good to everyone? Would Lilith have even cared? 

I sighed; if I wanted to help Charlie, I had to let go of the past. I took the ring off, dropped it in the liquor, and went to the front door. As I reached for the handle, I was stopped by a soft hand on my wrist.

Turning, I saw Y/N, “Hey, one second, mister, you forgot this.” She placed the ring down in the palm of my hand. “I have been scorned by love too. Don’t get me wrong, I also took off my band long ago. However, I can say that though their memory is tainted now, you should enjoy the memories of good when you can. Helps keep the bad thoughts away.” She smiled up at me so brightly I couldn’t help but smile back. 

“Thank you, Y/N. I appreciate it. Do say you seem like a swell mother figure to all these people here. Why tie yourself to this place if you don’t want redemption? I remember what you said earlier, ‘All these people’, excluding yourself.” She stalled, hesitating about how she wanted to answer.

I just shook my head and smiled at her. I began to walk away back to my home. As I made my way back I heard Y/N shout, “COME BACK SOON LUCIFER!” For some reason, I really liked how my name sounded from her. 

~~~~~ Reader POV ~~~~~

You were sat at the hotel by yourself, Angel, and the others all went to a club while Charlie and Vaggie went to Heaven. You had time to think about the most recent occurrence in your life: Lucifer.

It was a whirlwind that day meeting him. So many emotions overtook you: fear, anger, an odd sense of curiosity. You couldn’t lie. He was attractive, and the way he was protective of Charlie was adorable. You never got to have children; your ex-husband never wanted them.

You don’t know what possessed you to speak to Lucifer like you did, telling him he was a lowly king. You used the excuse that you had done it to others in your past, which was valid; you and Adam argued a lot. Deep down, you knew, though, that's not why you did it. You wanted to protect Charlie and her dream. 

Sighing, you made your way around the building, ensuring the halls were clean and everything was orderly. You still weren't fond of all the allowed things here in hell, so going out with everyone was a once-in-a-blue moon.

It struck you as amusing when Lucifer commented on you being a mother figure because that is how everyone saw you. Hell, even Alastor commented one or two times that you reminded him of his angel of a mother. You just wanted the best for everyone; it wasn’t fair to die and then be killed again. 

You heard the lobby door open once you were done doing your rounds. Odd, typically, everyone stayed out way late, and the girls weren't expected back till tomorrow.

As you descended the stairs, you saw none other but the man plaguing your mind: Lucifer. Smiling softly, you met him at the base of the stairs, giving him a short wave. He smiled at you and announced that he figured everyone would be gone today and was going to help out Charlie. You snorted at him and explained how you stayed back to help but were more than pleased to allow him to keep you company. He took refuge at the bar, and you soon joined him.

You two talked for hours about so many things, from his life as an angel to your old mortal life. You guys even talked about the differences between Heaven and Hell. Hopefully, you weren't giving your old station away to him, but a part of you didn’t care.

By the time you two got to the dreaded conversation about relationships, you were inebriated. You recounted your betrayal to Lucifer, holding nothing back. From your teenage years with your ex till the day he turned from you while Adam pushed you. Lucifer looked so heartbroken for you.

He gently pushed some hair out of your face when he said, “I am so sorry that happened to you, Y/N. I knew something was different about you, so you too fell from that dreaded cliff like I.” You nodded sadly. 

Lucfier explained why he made his decisions and how Charlie's life was threatened if he didn’t end Lilith’s music and allow the Exorcist to come down. He told you something interesting about the clause of the agreement: No Hell Born Could Be Harmed In The Extermination Less The Binding Be Null And Void.

This was amusing to you; even after singing his people away for slaughter, he was still concerned the angels would trick him and harm his child. He was always thinking about those he loved. It was endearing.

How could someone leave such a handsome, kind, protective man? The thought even crossed your mind that Lucifer would have fallen with you if he had been your husband instead of letting Adam take the lead.

As these thoughts crossed your mind, you didn’t realize how close your two faces were getting. Before you knew it, your lips were touching Lucifers gently. Seconds passed, and his hands were buried in your hair, kissing you with a passion you never got from your ex. 

As you two broke apart, the doors to the hotel opened again. Angel came running over to you, noticing your state of drunkenness. He apologized to Lucifer, stating you never really drank much and took you to your room.

You smiled softly as Lucifer said a quick ‘goodbye’ and ‘good night’ to you before drifting off to sleep. Your dreams that night were full of Lucifer, his beauty, charisma, and devotion eating you alive. You may have sworn off love, but for him to love you how he once loved Lilith would be beautiful. 

~~~~~ TIME SKIP ~~~~~

Months had passed since your night with Lucifer, and a whole war between you at the hotel and the angels broke out. Everyone learned of your past in Heaven from Adam before he perished.

You felt free, no longer chained to the past that harmed you. Now you had something more to look forward to. Though you and Lucifer never spoke of that night again, you held the memory close. He loved Lilith a lot, and especially Charlie; for all you knew, when he kissed you that night, he was just imagining Lilith once more. It hurts to think that, but you must be true to yourself. 

After Adam's carnage, it was awkward for you and Lucifer. You two avoided eye contact and only spoke when you had to. However, as time passed and you both pretended the night alone never happened, things changed.

You and Lucifer did become fast friends, though. Having shared a fall from heaven, deep heart break, and even more so a hotel together it was hard not too. It was hard ever to see you two separated from one another. Laughing, joking, talking, and even debating over effective ways to pull in more Sinners.

You two became more affectionate as well, his hand on the small of your back, him guiding you by his arm, or even you adjusting his cravat and making him his favorite teas. To onlookers, it seemed like you two were married. 

It was so compelling that you two were married that even Charlie told you she would be fine if you loved her dad.

Love…That's such a strong word. Is that what you felt? You can’t lie. You fantasize about it. You were scared, though. What if he let you down like your ex did? Can you handle being a mom to Charlie, not just a figure, a real mom taking the spot Lilith left? That was a worry, too; what about Lilith if she returned? Would he go back to her?

Would you be left so suddenly again? 

While your mind raced, you mindlessly swept the corner of your room, thinking deeply about this debacle. When suddenly, your door bursts open. 

~~~~~ Lucifer’s POV ~~~~~

I was ecstatic after my night with Y/N. She was excellent, calm, cunning, and articulate. She also knew my pain of the angels turning on you. The kiss meant so much to me. I was finally feeling things I hadn’t felt before Lilith left.

Lilith….was I ready to move on? Could I move on?

When I closed my eyes that night, I saw both old memories of Lilith and the times we had, but also new visions of Y/N and all we could be. She was terrific; if only I could get to know her more and see how she felt. She also stated she swore off love, too.

Would I be included? 

When the day came for the extermination, I couldn’t bear to turn on the news; I didn’t want to see Charlie's dreams get crushed. I sat and waited, staring at the clock. As soon as the chaos broke out, I was up and pacing.

It wasn’t just Charlie; I was worried about Y/N being there too. Yes, she was a fighter and trained those Angels, but what if the worst happened? What if you died protecting Charlie?

That's one thing he loved: how motherly you were for his daughter. Not that Lilith never was, but it was clear to him that no matter how hard life got, you would stand by those you loved side.

Why couldn’t Lilith have done that for them? 

That was when I felt the tug, a complex, sudden pull. Half of the signed agreement shriveled; that only meant one thing.

I ran as fast as I could to the hotel; once I saw the carnage, I flew to protect Charlie. It was Adam, the man who turned the heavens against me, who turned heaven against you. Years of pent-up rage and a new passion for protecting Y/N overtook me as Charlie and I took down the angels.

Once the battle felt calm, everyone began looking for you and Alastor. Honestly, I could care less about the Radio Demon. He gave me bad vibes, but you were missing. You went in to save Vaggie from Lute; however, no one saw you anywhere when the building collapsed. 

Shouting, digging through rubble, I heard Charlie yell out that she had found you. Sighing now that I knew you were alive and only minorly injured, we cleaned up.

With a bit of magic and a whap bam boom, we had a new Hazbin Hotel, oh and Alastor returned. I wanted to discuss your past with you about a potential us, but I couldn’t. You looked so happy now that the chains of your past were broken. 

The next couple of months were odd, for sure. I couldn't stand to look Y/N in the eyes, and though I yearned for her, I couldn't bear the weight of rejection again.

I tried, though, to show her how much I wanted her in subtle ways. What was a once-stolen night became a close friendship. I could tell her anything and everything. She was like a breath of fresh air; she never denied any of the ideas Charlie or I had, instead helping make them better. With her and I’s past with heaven, we knew how to overcome the obstacles they would throw. 

Before I knew it, I craved her touch and comfort, and she gave it to me. Small lingering touches of hands, hugs that lasted too long, small gifts and favors never asked for. I was falling and falling hard. She was everything I could want. I loved Y/N.

Oh god, I loved Y/N. I was a wreck seeking counsel from the only other person who knew me best, Charlie. She was so happy, begging me to confess and tell Y/N how I felt. Could I, though? Would she accept me? Could she take the new title of Queen of Hell? 

As I lay in bed pondering the conversation Charlie and I had, thinking of the new memories I had made with Y/N, I was stuck. Confess and have a happy new life, or confess, and she leaves me, too. You weren't one to go, though I knew that. What if, though, you weren't ready?

I closed my eyes and let my mind wander; I saw Y/N in a beautiful dress at our wedding, Y/N giving me another child, and Y/N fighting alongside Charlie and me. That’s it; I can’t hold back any longer.

I dressed myself in my robe and marched my way to your door. I began to knock, but I heard nothing in the room. Sighing because I knew Y/N had to be in here, I busted the door open, and there you were, staring off into space so cutely.

Shit.

~~~~~ Readers POV ~~~~~

The noise startled you from your thoughts. There before you stood Lucifer in his robes. Smirking, You turned away from the man and laughed gently into your hand. “What are you doing here, goober? It's the middle of the night, and you are very underdressed.”

No questions were answered, though, as Lucifer approached you; he stood there staring you in the eyes. You didn’t know what this look meant, but it was intense. Had you offended him? 

As you went to speak again, Lucifer placed one of his hands on your cheek, cupping your face. You looked at his hand and back up at him; you were breathing too fast. As you two looked at one another, no words were uttered; slowly, Lucifer placed his other hand on your waist.

You laid claim to his chest with your hands gently splayed there. Something in his eyes begged you to be closer and not push him away. How could you? He was holding you in a way that you had only dreamed of. 

Lucfier moved closer to your face, your lips mere inches apart when he spoke, “Y/N, I love you. No, that doesn’t even begin to describe my feelings. I am fascinated, lust-filled, and desire you and you alone. I want forever to be with you, a time I only thought possible with one person who never intended to fill that role. A forever purely our own with our family. A future dedicated to following dreams and passion. Following our love. Will you stay with me, Y/N? Please stay with me.” 

You were speechless, your mouth slightly agape, and you didn’t know how to process such emotions. You were overwhelmed and so excited. You knew if you took any longer to confirm or deny him he would leave and never speak of this, just like the kiss before.

You did the only thing you thought you could at that moment. You wrapped your arms around his neck and closed the gap. Kissing Lucifer this time felt just as good, if not better, than the last. Your hands tied in his hair, holding him close. His hands are keeping you in place, his kiss fierce and dominating. Before you knew it, he had his hands just under the cusp of your ass, prompting you to jump. As you did, you never broke the kiss. 

Lucifer leads you to the nearest wall, kissing your lips and neck. This was everything you dreamed of, everything you wanted. Each kiss was a contract that you two would never hurt the other as your partners did.

You felt alive, like electricity was coursing through your veins. Every kiss made a new pattern in your heart, soon beating in time with Lucifers. The heated kisses died down and turned into soft, light ones. Placing your feet back on the ground, you hugged Lucifer close, his head buried in your neck and yours in his. 

You smiled a large smile before whispering, “I will always stay by your side, Lucifer. You and Charlie are my reason, my purpose now.” You could feel his smile next to your ear without ever having to open his mouth.

You were so happy.

You two heard a shutter sound as you pulled away, and a bright flash erupted behind Lucifer. As you turned to the door, everyone stood there: Charlie was happy and clapping, Vaggie was giving a thumbs up, Alastor was holding the camera, Nifty was making gagging sounds, and Angel was smirking. You laughed wholeheartedly; who knew a broken heart would beat again?

My good friend @willowaudreykeyes helped me with the editing a bit! I appreciate the effort and time they put into assisting me. Even though we live halfway across the world from one another, you have my back!

[livvy-fallen]

To add from my last post. (I'm so sorry it took so long:( I'm trying my best to get it to you guys as soon as possible)

Yandere obey me when MC goes to the past

I'm so sorry it took a while. It got deleted as my cousin was messing around and then it wouldn't save .

Warning! This fic contains: blood, yandere stuff, cannibalism and maybe dead dove no clue! But it has disturbing subjects matters

You have been warned

People say rose tinted glasses make red flags look like just normal flags... And now your wondering how many glasses you owed.

You never really thought about how the brothers habits we're.... Let's say a red flag parade.But now you wish you realized you need to disappear and put Houdini to Shame. At first it was nothing big. A few comments from Mammon. Nothing you couldn't handle.

"Hey! Don't be going out ! I'm your first you should be spending time with me!...be grateful that The great Mammon wants to spend time with ya!"

And

"Your just asking for any lower demon to just take ya! "

Then your stuff keept on going missing. It probably wasn't just that stupid, greedy demon who was doing so but he differently was in first place for it!

Then you noticed your few friends from RAD are gone... Like that really nice succubus you were friends with. She was so nice to you always there to help you with anything. You never saw again after you said you were hanging out with her to the brothers! You were the last person to see her alive. You had to hold her funeral. You could bearly keep it together at said funeral. You never cried so hard.

You still keep a picture of her and your friend group hidden in your room. You know dam well if the brothers find it.... You don't want to think about it..

Now you wish you never made that STUPID pact with him or any of them! You couldn't of even go outside without them trying to drag you back in!

Then you saw Mammon killing one of your few friends left... The way their blood dripping making a horrible wet sound as it hit the floor. The way you could see the blood drip out of his mouth! The way he had a stupid grin on his face! You saw the poor demons insides put on display.... The poor demon was still alive! And they looked so scared... You don't blame them...... The way their life was ended by one loud stomp! And you saw the blood splatter every in a certain distance. You threw up.. Like a large amount of throw up... It didn't help you saw that bastards hand grab something.... You don't want to know what. But you then... You heard a loud chomp. And him sallowing...... You saw the insides dangling out of his mouth.... The blood still dripping.. ...

It's been.... You don't even remember..... Since then...

"I'm sorry but you made me do it. Now you have a ugly scar on your once beautiful face... But I still love you!"

You still have have a scar from trying to escape amso....its not even that noticeable from far way but he won't let you live it down! You hate all of those 7 fuckers!

You tried everything! You even used your pacts.. You managed to get away for 2 weeks and back to the human realm before Lucifer found you... You don't even know how! You dyed your hair,changed your name! you changed everything... But you think the pact is way too strong of that....

You took away to many showers after you got brought back.. You still have nightmares about it but you rather die a horrible death then tell them that..you wish that you stayed dead!

So when you got brought back to the past you were actually happy... Because they don't even remember you!! Meaning no more yandere!! You gladly took that deal and ran with it..

However the brothers didn't take it so well.... You escaped their grasp and this time they have no way getting you back!

Lucifer

He is pissed. Not only did he lose his darling. That shady wizard bitch is getting to be all yours! His anger wasn't obvious at first glance due to his pride. But if you look closely you can see how he is inraged. His coal black wings were puffed out like an upset cat. Last time he was this angry he ended up with Satan. He looking for anything that can get you back. And once you do come back he's never letting you out of his sight again. If your able to walk after you go back it's a miracle. All though the Demonus companies are really thankful. They haven't seen so much profit in the start of its production! But at the same time he feels like a failure of an oldest brother. He isn't there for his baby siblings. He feels like a failure of his family. He's watching his siblings ruin themselves. He needs to be strong for them... But he just can't bare the pain of you no longer there. The pain of knowing dam well that you could be hurting and no one is there to wipe away your tears and to pick you up. Just like how you did with his family

Mammon

Oh boy... Where do I start? He is absolutely devastated! His Human, treasure his everything is gone and probably in danger! And you just want him to except that?! (Yes. Yes we do) if he can do anything he will! If Solomon comes back with a single scratch on your perfect body he is going to regret the day his mother had to give birth to him. Mammon is using EVERY connection he has to see if they can help. Before they knew you were in the past he was the first one out the door looking for you. And we all know he isn't going to make the same mistake again. I hope you enjoyed going to the bathroom alone. Because when you get back you NOT having that again. He also is picking up the slack because of Lucifer. Mammon is the second oldest and he CAN NOT deal with the image of his siblings in pain. He cares for them. So even if gets insulted, hit and hissed at by his brothers he doesn't care as long as they aren't upset as much.

Leviathan

He's not very happy. Is all I can really say? But because of his crippling self worth issues he's saying stuff like "of course they wouldn't want to be around a yucky otaku like me" and similar stuff.. It's a little depressive. But don't be fooled if you think he isn't lashing out at everything. He nearly damaged his figures in a fit of rage once. If that doesn't show how upset he is then what does? He is the general of hell's Navy so one wrong comment from a lower demon and their swimming with Lotan

Satan

Avatar of wrath so you can guess how he is dealing with this.. Not very fucking well. He has destroyed so much of the devildom it's common practice for demons to be jumping over creators just to go to school. His room is worse for wear. It looks like a war happened in there. He is reading every single book he can about this subject so he can get you back faster but every dead end only leads to a ruined building. However most of his wrath also steams from the fact he knows how he was back then. He's worried that he will hurt you. All though he harsh with punishments he isn't very found of the idea of you getting killed by his wrath

Asmo

Asmo isn't recognizable. At all. His hair is greasy from not showering or bathing for long times.. His eyes red and puffy for crying his eyes out, lips cracked from not drinking water. He spends most of his time sleeping. He didn't get how belphi could sleep all the time but now he does. All mirrors are broken in the house. He couldn't stand seeing himself in the mirror. Not only are you gone ( he thinks your scared without them and crying without them to which your definitely not. You celebrated the second you were free) but so is Solomon! And no one other then him is there for you! That Shady sorcerer.. What if you get a scar! What if you don't drink water? (The call is coming from inside the house I swear-) what if a stupid lust demon tries to take you?! Their scent on you definitely is gone by now! He has his good days though! If he realized that you could be back soon he has to look the best! So he washed his hair and everything else, did a face mask his daily routine and put a lot of chap stick on. Just in case you're back at that day! It usually lasts for a week until he gets upset.

Beelzebub

Beel is trying to keep his family together. He's trying his very best. But he just can't always do so. He's the protector of this family. He always has been but he doesn't feel like he should anymore.. After all not only did he failed to protect Lilith. He couldn't even protect you! He I'd having nightmares after nightmares about his failures of not protecting his family to the point belphegor often goes to his beloved twin's dreams to try to put a good dream in his mind. His appetite is all over the place! One day he eats everything like normal then the next day he can't actually eat anything. It worries his other siblings. Another thing is he keeps food for you just in case you're back. He has no clue if your eating correctly! Your way from the people who protect you. Your probably so scared! (Your really not-) so he keeps food he just in case for you. No one is allowed to throw it away though... So when or IF you come back ignore the moldy rotten food. You know during the early lessons while belphi was in the attic? It's like that. Demons are pact animals pretty much and beel is the biggest family man know to man. So he was destroyed and don't get me started how he feels thinking that if he was just there with you, you would be safe and there with them. You know when you called for Beelzebub in the past because of the apples he felt that but not 100% . He felt you call for him to help you. He didn't know if he actually did in the past. He has no clue if you got hurt because HE wasn't there for you. He wasn't there to pick you up and save you

Belphegor

He is PISSED to say the least. Not only did you get out if their grasp there's no guarantee that your coming back let alone safe! The one day they let you lock yourself in your room and didn't join you is the time you were taken away by someone. That is NEVER happing again. Hope you enjoyed having a door because that is coming straight off. His sleep schedule is so off wack. One day he sleeps for 23 hours and only getting up because Beel is making him eat. Beel be dammed if he loses another loved one. But the next 3 days he isn't sleeping. He is only sleeping when beel put sleeping pills in his food. Belphi is now never leaving Beel's side. Not like Beel was letting him leave longer than 30 minutes. Belphi isn't very found of the idea that your in the past for MANY reasons but one main one is because the simple fact. You went to the past where Lilith's death was fresh. His hate for humans were so strong. He already killed you once he doesn't want to lose you again.

While all this is happening your living the life that the brothers ripped away from you. So when your looking for books about Nightbringer and when Mammon freaks out... All you get are flashbacks. You feel the pain of the brothers keeping your away from everything and everyone. The pain of knowing if you left the family alone you wouldn't of been hurting... You wouldn't of had to buried your friends bodies... You wouldn't of had to cry at a locked door begging to be let out. Only for an hour in the human realm... You missed your family... All that comes back and you can't hold it anymore. You sob your eyes out. Your crying on the floor as everyone fights... Because you know if you stay any longer it will happen again.. "To hell to this family! FUCK THIS FAMILY! LET THEM DEAL WITH THEIR OWN SHIT!" Is what your mind is yelling at you as you hold your arm. This family will be the death of you... Not like they will let you die...

[pinksunsetsandstarrynights]

Adamsapple Harvest: Urban Legends

So this fill has nothing to do with the Human AU I wrote about in my other fills. I got the idea for this one while watching a Papa Meat video about asylums and one of the images in the video looked quite different from the corner of my eye...

Just a heads-up the Adamsapple is very light in this one.

"Remember to watch where you step," Adam warned his younger cousin, "and keep your grip on your flashlight, Butterfingers!"

"I'm not going to drop it," Peter answered back, annoyed. "I drop one of Emily's figurines one time…"

"I mean it, Peter. These abandoned places can be dangerous if you're not careful." Adam was really starting to wish that Emily hadn't insisted that he let Peter tag along for some "much needed family bonding."

Yeah, right.

Adam knew she just wanted her brother to be out the house so she could have a date over. It was good timing too since Aunt Sera would still be out of town for another day. Now normally Adam wouldn't mind helping Emily out so she could score some pussy, but he wasn’t checking out an old house this time.

It was a three story mental asylum miles outside of town with a long history of malpractice and patient death until it finally closed its doors sixty years ago thanks to a basement fire. The kids trying to scare their friends liked to say that the fire was the result of dark rituals that used the patients as sacrifices. Obviously that was bullshit. The story that the adults liked to gossip about was that it was arson, done to collect insurance on the property.

In Adam’s opinion, it was caused by probably the most overlooked and boring theory: an electrical fire that got out of hand. The asylum had become more run down in its later years, so faulty wiring wouldn't be unexpected.

But whatever reasoning for the asylum's closure, it wasn't the kind of place anyone would take their skittish teenage cousin. And honestly, it wasn't the kind of place a braver person should visit alone either. Adam had been planning to explore the place with his best friend, Lute, but she bailed on him at the very last minute. Just before Emily suggested that he take Peter instead.

It didn't take a genius to figure out why Lute changed her mind.

He wasn't mad about that, but damn it, Peter was not a good substitute. Adam wouldn't be surprised if their trip ended up being cut ridiculously short because Peter freaked out over some rats scurrying around. And if it did, then Lute was going to owe him big time.

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It was so far so good, surprisingly.

There wasn't much inside, most of the furniture was gone. Strangely, there was no graffiti indoors, even though the outside was tagged to hell. Adam guessed that the stories were enough to keep taggers from actually going inside. Peter was still looking anxious, but when he was asked if he wanted to wait in the car, he insisted on staying.

Whatever. As long as Peter didn't start screaming his ear off, Adam will ignore the teenager's obvious trembling.

Less natural light was shining through the windows and the flashlights were now being kept on. Sunset was coming, so they would have to leave soon. But there was one more place Adam wanted to get a look at first...

"The basement-?!" Peter cried out before stifling himself, his eyes darting around the administration office. "But Adam," he continued in a frightened whisper, "that's where they killed those poor people for blood sacrifices!"

For fuck’s sake…

"Dude, there were no evil rituals in the basement. There's no such thing as black magic," Adam firmly told him. "The only creepy shit that happened here was just normal shitty people doing fucked up treatments and that ended years ago."

Adam pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

"Look, how about we both go down the staircase together and if you see anything before we get off the stairs, we'll turn right around and go home. Sound fair?"

"…I'm not going into the basement even if I don't see anything, " Peter stated quietly.

"Then you don't have to. Just stay on the stairs and shine some extra light for me."

Peter agreed and surprisingly took the lead down the staircase. "So I can keep an eye out better."

They took it slow, much to Adam's chagrin. At this rate, it was going to be pitch black outside by the time they leave. After fucking forever, Peter reached the bottom of the staircase, the beam of his flashlight moved frantically around the basement before suddenly freezing on one spot.

"Uh, Peter...?" Adam asked. "Do you see something?"

Peter didn't answer, instead turning around and shoving Adam out of his way back up the stairs.

Adam ended up tripping on the final steps and landed hard onto the floor. Pain lit up his senses as the taste of iron filled his mouth. The sound of Peter's retreating steps was echoing in his ears.

Did that fucker seriously just shove him and leave him here?! Adam huffed, yeah he so wasn't contributing to Peter's college fund after this bullshit. Fucking asshole.

He got himself back onto his feet, ignoring the stinging on his palms and knees. It was dark as hell here. Thankfully there was a beam of light cutting through the dark. Adam was lucky his flashlight didn’t shut off from the fall. He spat out the blood in his mouth and took a few steps toward the light. He grabbed his flashlight and aimed the beam around the basement. Now what did Peter see that made him bolt out like that. It better not have been a damn piece of burnt furniture...

That wasn't burnt furniture.

Adam felt sick. His heart began to race and his hands became clammy.

Furniture wasn't made up of charred bones.

Oh god, he could see a face...

There was fresh, red blood right on its lips, the stretched skin of which were frozen in mid-wail. Fuck his life, he desecrated a corpse...

Alright, Adam, just stay calm. You just need to get out of here and then you can call 911 to report the body. Okay? That's the game plan. Now turn around and leave.

What was that?

D-did those fingers just twitch...?

No, he's just stressed. It's not everyday you find a body. He should probably stop looking at-

Adam dropped his flashlight and took off running back toward the stairs.

Corpses don't lick blood off their lips!

He practically flew up the steps and didn't stop running once he reached the top. He needed to get the fuck out of here. There was still just enough sunlight that Adam could see where he was going.

Right.

Left.

Left.

He can see the front lobby!

His lungs were burning, but that didn't matter. He only needed ten more feet to reach freedom!

Adam's fingers skimmed the door knob of the exit.

So close!

Strong limbs wrapped themselves around him and yanked him back.

"Nooo!" Adam yelled, hope snatched away at the last possible second.

He stumbled onto his ass and before he could even try to get up, a hand - so pale that it practically glowed under the growing shadows - covered his mouth.

Adam moaned in despair. He was going to die in this shithole.

"Shhh… I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you," the voice, a harsh rasp from disuse and thirst, whispered. "I only want to make you scream."

Adam didn't believe it. He whimpered, and struggled some more. He knew no one would be coming to save him.

"Shhh... You'll love it," The creature murmured in his ear before licking the tears off Adam’s cheek, making him shudder. "My savior."

Adam's screams echoed throughout the asylum that night, left unheard by his cousin as he ran down the dirt road back toward civilization.

[formula1fanfiction]

Pierre Gasly / Charles Leclerc

Title: What if all I need is you?

Pairing: Pierre Gasly / Charles Leclerc

Characters: Pierre Gasly, Charles Leclerc

Prompt:Pierre x Charles(ABO) Omega Pierre

It's the end of another very underwhelming race weekend for Charles, Silverstone has not been kind to him yet again, he's ready just to snuggle up in the covers and pretend to day never happened, he can only hope Ferrari get their shit together for the next race.

He's just about to strip down and get into bed when Pierre calls, it's unusual for Pierre to call so late, poor Pierre fared even worse in the race, he considers just ignoring the call but a worry in the pit of his stomach has him picking up.

"Charles, please. It came out of nowhere- I" He sounds out of breath, he sounds like he's crying and Pierre never cries. "You're making no sense, just tell me what's wrong." He can hear singling on the other end of the line, it takes Pierre forever to answer. "I came into heat." Shit. "Do you want me to come over and help?" It's early, Pierre's heat is scheduled for the summer break but they've had an agreement since back in karting, if ruts or heats were to come early, they would help each other out. Pierre still hasn't responded. "It's okay Pierre, i'm coming."

Luckily the Ferrari motor homes are close by and he only has to sneak out and run around the corner. He only has to knock once and a very naked Pierre is opening the door. "Charles, it shouldn't be happening right now." Charles pulls his friend close and rubs soothing  circles on his scent gland. "I know, I know but i'm here to help, okay?" Pierre's strong scent makes his cock twitch in his pants.   

"Pierre before you let me in you know what's going to happen right?" It's something they always ask each other first, nothing will ever change between them, but even during ruts and heats they should be allowed to consent. "Fuck me please, Charles."

That's all Charles needs to make a move, he backs Pierre up, kissing and biting at every exposed piece of skin as he's pushing Pierre back onto the bed. "Fuck Pierre, you smell so fucking good." Pierre purrs approving. Charles pushes him back onto the mattress, he goes so easily. He quickly climbs on top of. Charles smashes his lips against Pierre's its full of teeth and tongue, Pierre is struggling to keep up. He can feel the puddle of slick underneath, they haven't really started anything yet and Pierre's already a mess.

"Please, please, please. I can't take it anymore, I need you, it hurts." Charles helps roll Pierre onto his hands knees, he hates being an omega, he hates his body does this to him, he doesn't like to look at Charles during his heats. "I got you Pierre, don't worry." Charles sinks three fingers into the wet heat to test how open Pierre is, his body accepts them like a knife through butter, he's just so wet. Charles' own cock is throbbing in its cotton prison, he needs to be inside Pierre.

"I need you Charles." Pierre whines. "I know, I know." Charles struggles to push his pants down and take his cock out, he nudges himself against Pierre's slick entrance and Finally fucking finally he starts sinking into Pierre, his strong hands holding Pierre's hips for leverage. Pierre whines with approval underneath him, which satisfies the alpha inside of Charles.

"Please, Charles." It feels so warm, so right, so lick buried inside of Pierre, Charles understands Pierre's desperate need and softly runs his hand down Pierre's sweaty back. "I got you baby, I got you." Pierre whines again. "Please move."

Pierre's pushing back against his cock. "Such a bossy little omega, that's why only I know isn't it, no one would ever guess, you're a cute little omega begging me for cock." Charles does start to move, slowly at first but soon works his way up to quick hard pace. Each hard thrust into his body feels even better than the last one. Pierre moans underneath him, clearly satisfied from being stuffed full with cock. Charles changes the angle ever so slightly and gets the loud moan he's hoping for. "Again, please."

"You're not even my omega, but I love having you like this. Mine all mine." Pierre moans, happily. Charles' knot is stating form now, it's getting bigger and firmer with every single thrust. He's almost losing control of the pace, it's brutal, sloppy but the alpha inside of him knows Pierre needs to cum first.

"Don't worry, i'll make you feel so good." Charles wraps his fist around Pierre's cock and strokes him to the same pace as his thrusts. Pierre is trembling, matching his loud whines and soon he's coming, shouting Charles' name over and over again as he spills into Charles fist. "Good boy." He presses a kiss against Pierre's sweaty temple.  

"Sweet omega, coming so nicely for me." Charles pants, as he thrusts into Pierre impossibly fast, his knot swelling bigger and bigger with every thrust. Pierre cries out underneath him, his hole clenching down around the knot. His knot finally catches and he's stuffing Pierre full, just like he needs. Charles peppers little kisses of the back of Pierre's neck, until his knot finally pops and fills Pierre up with his seed.

Pierre curls up into a ball, he's always like this when his mind returns he gets embarrassed. Charles runs a gentle hand down his back. "It's nothing to be ashamed of Pierre, Seb, Max even George are omega's." Pierre looks up his eyes red from tears. "I'm not weak Charles, but my heats take everything from me, i hate being like that."

Charles opens his arms up and Pierre cuddles into it. "Well, at least I get to spend my heat with you."

[cvtel1ttled4rl1ngslvt]

wet dream i had.

i was in high school again, second year. (one of the worst years of my life, so glad im done with that bullshit)

lunch bell was in five minutes so we all crowd atound the door. i was surrounded by a bunch of boys all being much taller than me. they didn't really acknowledge my presence which i was used to, but i kept looking at a couple cuz i thought they were cute. this one kid who was muchhh bigger than me for some reason kept bumping into me? like we were all croweded by the door and the kid kept 'accidentally' brushing against me. i thought he was cute so i just apologized and looked away blushing every time he did it.

then the bell rang and before i knew what was happening he pinned me to the wall by my throat. and i was pathetically struggling to get him off. he said something like "aw i thought you liked me pretty girl. fuckin whore." he let go and grabbed my arm, all his friends were egging him on. the instructor (not the teacher a different guy, we'll get to the teacher later) kept weakly telling him to stop, but didnt really seem to care.

i was panicked, i mean, this six foot guy who was definitely like over two hundred pounds had me with my back against him, arm firmly over my chest, stopping me from moving.

his friends groped my ass and thighs, and all i could do was stand there. the kid who grabbed me pulled up my skirt, rubbing me through my panties, quickly forcing me through an orgasm. i moan and grip his arm, burrying my head in it from embarrassment. he got his cock out and slapped it against my thigh.

finally the instructor had enough and took him away. all the other students who were there just watched. watched.

i sat there broken on the floor. suddenly the whole dream shifted. it turned darker, or alot more desaturated. i sit on a desk, a desk that had been empty while class was in session. the beautiful woman teacher had left for the teachets lounge to get her lunch. i sat on the desk and pulled out a box cutter, decorated with a cross and ribbons . i slice open my thighs, cut after cut after cut.

the teacher walkes in. its at this point everything turns into an anime style, mostly all black ane white. she asks me what im doing. she speaks in japanese, but subtitles pop up just below her large chest. "umm わたしわ..." i struggle, one because my japanese was rusty, two because I had deep cuts littering my thighs.

she says something else, her honey-sweet voice still in japanese. the subtitles translate for her, "you can speak english". i nod and quietly explain the whole ordeal with the boy, ending with "i-it wasnt rape though, he never penetrated, im fine" she sighs and speaks, the subtitles still translated for her "i had a girl like you, she sat in that very desk. very beautiful girl.. that boy, eric, well he raped her too. and she cried in my arms for months while it happened. she couldn't take it one day, my poor girl.. she committed suicide".

"..." i respond, not being able to process it. i was staring at the teachers breasts, as thats where the subtitles were, but.. fuck they were large and inviting, she wore a low cut v neck blazer, with a lacy bra underneath. she had on heels, tights, and a black pencil skirt, very put together. she continues talking as i walk to the door, i had ruined my socks completely with blood, so i go over to grab a fresh pair. thigh high sheer white lacy socks...

i bend over to put on the socks, my skirt riding up to show my cute little panties to the teacher. we were both girls though.. so it was okay.. i close my eyes and listen to her soothing voice, even if she was telling a devastating story.

"oh my sweet girl, taken too soon. she left me a pressent in her death.. her cock. i used it for as long as i could, houncing on it, groping my boobs, i came all over her cock just like i had done millions of times before when she was alive. i still have it now, in my fridge. its gone cold and rigid now, i have to be so gentle.. dont wanna snap my poor girls cock in two."

i come up to her, straddling her lap, she looks down at my chest, she was a much taller woman than me, i was like a child in her lap, "even though i shared my intimacy with that girl, doesnt mean it was right. im thirty, youre a child," she says, her voice stern.

I dont respond to her, instead i run my fingers under my shirt, feeling my soft stomach, up to my ribs, finally groping my chest. i hated to admit it, even though i had been assaulted, i still had an orgasm.. it.. still turned me on.. how scared i was, how much bigger he was to me. getting groomed by a beautiful teacher didnt sound that bad.. she felt safe, warm.

i rest my head in her big boobs, pulling down her blazer so they were exposed just in her lacy bra. i move her hands to my ass and she knows what to do, she starts gently playing with my asshole and fingering my cunt. her fingers so gentle, gently stretching out my virgin asshole. i start moving my hips, back and forth, humping her thigh, i stop and peel off my panties, leaving my slick in her thigh.

i was clinging to her chest like a child, whimpering and whining pathetically as i started to reach climax. she grabbed my hair and guided me down to her nipple, putting it in my mouth. i whined and looked up at her with puppy dog eyes. "shhh" she says petting my hair "suck on mommies big breast, itll make everything feel better." she praised me and praised me until finally i came all over her thigh and collapsed in her arms.

then i woke up.

[thechaoticplayer]

KYO BOTTOMING GRAHHH GRAHHH ‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥 brat Kyo x brat tamer Gn!Reader... giggles and runs around

Author's note: oh my arent u an excited little thing lmao Kyo being a brat just gave me a giggle myself

Summary: Kyo, yet again, is being a brat. And you're tired of his shenanigans, so you decide to teach him a lesson.

Contains: GN! Reader (pronouns and genitalia not specified), disgusting smut bc I'm a whore, bratty ass Kyo who's obv the sub frfr, a little drabble, you're edging him

Mdni or dont i dont give a shit

Kyo and you were very close friends. You two exchanged jabs, a part of your playful banter. He was extremely sassy, as you found out the first time you've met him. you didn't mind at all, it was so fun being sassy back to him.

However, sometimes, you couldn't stand his brattiness. Kyo liked to tease you way too much, testing the boundaries and playing with fire. He acted like he didn't know what exactly he was doing, which irked you further.

So now you have Kyo panting for breath as you go down on him, licking up his pre cum, nails digging into his pale thighs. His hand found its home in your hair, tugging you hard as you bob your head up and down, making him groan.

"What's wrong? Seems like you have nothing to say now," you reply dryly, kissing the tip lightly.

"You- bitch," he gasps, a small whimper towards the end.

You rise up to your feet, his cock pulsing in your hand as your lips brush against his. "What was that?"

"Y-you heard me," Kyo replies breezily, as if he weren't at your mercy right now. "I'm not afraid of you, you dumb-"

You squeeze his cock and he hisses. "Watch yourself, Kyo darling."

You pump his cock up and down. As he struggles to keep his whimpers inside, you lick and suck his neck, pressing your lips against his pulse, feeling his quickening heart beat.

"Naughty naughty boys deserve to be punished," you purr, rubbing the pre cum all over his tip. He bites his lip so hard, you can see the tiny bits of blood appear. So you took it upon yourself to grab his jaw, forcing his mouth open and shoving your fingers in his mouth. "Since you have nothing else to do, apparently."

Another squeeze around his balls next time earns you a scrumptious whimper from him. He sucks your fingers with ashamed tears in his eyes, his hips rutting into your hand. Slow, then fast, slow again. A menacing pace as you get him close to the edge, but not close enough. His whines get louder with each intense near orgasm, his thighs twitching.

"Just let me c-cum," Kyo cries, his hair sticking to the sides of his face from the sweat.

"Not unless you say please, darling." You return back onto your knees, licking a strip from the base of his cock to the bright red tip. Another whimper. "Just say "let me cum please" and I'll give it to you."

Cheeks flushed, he stares you down, brows furrowed. "What-? no way in hell am I doing that!"

You kitten lick his tip lightly, and he jerks his hips up, but close your mouth before he can put it in. "Then no orgasm for you."

"Come on," he whines, those pretty, glistening eyes begging you alone. You smirk, nibbling at his thigh. "Fine fine! Pl...ple... ugh."

"Come on baby, I know you can do it." Another gentle suck. "Say it."

"Please!" Kyo exclaims, face completely pink. "Fuck, please. Please make me cum..."

You grin. "Good boy..."

You take him all the way to the base, not even gagging once. Kyo gasps, then starts moaning uncontrollably as your warmth envelopes his weeping cock. He cums almost immediately, eyes rolled back as he lets out a drawn out moan, but you continue.

"Stop! wwha- stopstop," Kyo begs, trying to shove your head away. "T-too much!"

You slap his thigh and he yelps. "I say when to fucking stop."

Poor boy, being overstimulated for your own entertainment. Kyo cums on your just tongue and hand alone.

Let's see what else can cause him to cum just like that.

[uh-niran-really]

(⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ I think i might have made this top angsty but the pain is worth it ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

(preferably fem reader please (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠))

Ok soo..

Niran and symmetra have been close friends for years, they have a bond that reader could only dream of having. And although niran is flirty and kind to everyone, it feels different when he says it to his best friend, satya. Reader often tags along the trips niran sets up with satya, which often hurts the reader and makes them feel jealous. One day, Niran wanted to treat reader out, just the 2 of them. Reader gets her hopes up thinking its a date and Niran makes her feel really special (i don't know how to write fluffy date scenes i'm sorry! ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ) and by the end of the day, she slips and confesses to him. He's unsure of how he feels and feels conflicted, thinking that the fluttering in his heart whenever they went out was because of his best friend satya, which ended up in him rejecting reader. Reader, upset, but still nods and goes back to her dorm, rejecting any offer from Niran to walk her back. A few days goes by and she starts to get difficulty breathing, no one knows of this and she continues on with her training whilst avoiding niran. Poor niran is probably sad and is overthinking/yapping to satya abt how he ruined their friendship. A few more days later, Reader starts coughing up blood by the sink in her dorm before eventually coughing out lotus petals. (“Hanahaki disease”) She panics and reaches out to mercy, asking for help, mercy looks around her resources and gives her a really sad look before telling her the cause/the cure(lets imagine surgery isnt an option here bc more angst the better ಥ⁠╭⁠╮⁠ಥ) reader smiles sadly knowing with how fast the disease is spreading, she probably wont last very long. She spends the rest of her days off of missions, constantly Throwing up blood with petals of her love's favorite flower. She cries in pain before asking someone to call satya, wanting to speak to her to pass a message before reader passes. When satya arrives reader confronts her about how niran loves her and asks for her to take good care of him, satya is worried and calling both niran and mercy to help you through her comms before paying attention to the reader and telling her all about how niran's been breaking down and regretting his decision, how he did truly love the reader and misunderstood his feelings, and the sleepless nights he had thinking about how the two of you couldve been together if it hadn't been for him speaking before thinking properly. Before reader can answer, she hears the sound of her room door getting busted open as niran rushes towards her side, crying and begging for her to stay alive and apologizing over and over. She passes out and he panics trying to find her pulse but since he was stressed and panicking, he couldn't find it, making him more scared, crying and screaming out when he was torn away from the reader's body to get treated by mercy. Days go by and niran has been in his lab, staring at his desk, unmoving, mumbling apologies as tears streamed down his face, having constant meltdowns every time his thoughts would wander off to the thought of reader dying. When he gets the news of the reader being alive he sprints, running for his life to go to her room, once he gets there he cries and begs for forgiveness, even tho she was still unconscious, he begs and begs, regretting his every action, until she woke up. He was so happy she was alive then he starts begging for her forgiveness and shes confused thinking he liked satya, he rejects that thought and reassured her he got his feelings all wrong and that he truly loved reader ��🙏 She forgives him and he asks her out to be his girlfriend which she happily accepts, once she gets out they get scolded by satya for the entire misunderstanding but is still happy reader is alive and theyre both ok 🫡🫡🙏🙏

OMFG IM SO SORRY I DIDNT MEAN FOR THE ASK TO BE THIS LONG JDJDSJSN

Hanahaki - Fem Reader X Lifeweaver

Content: Angst, Hanahaki disease, Fluff, Romance.

Word count: 6,200+ (You’re in for a wild ride with this one my dears)

A/N: Wow. Never have I loved a prompt more than this one. I truly hope it was worth the wait and you enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it! It’s been such a joy to write for you again!

“Satya, have I told you how much I love you?”

“Yes Niran, quite frequently.”

You watched the pair feeling torn. They looked like the perfect couple. The sweet and lovey dovey flirty one and the stoic serious type. They complimented each other a lot. Though they insisted that they were just friends but you didn’t believe that. The way they spoke to each other, light touches here and there and that longing look they gave when watching one another. You wanted that bond with Niran, so badly.

Currently you were on a “best friends” trip with the pair. A little day out to enjoy everyone’s company. It felt like being a third wheel in reality. You watched as Niran continuously flirted with Satya, complimenting how beautiful she looked in the sunlight and how much he wanted to hug her. He glanced over at you aware of your presence, offering you a smile. You smiled back, but inside you know it was all an act.

“Y/N, let’s take a picture!”

“Oh.. are you sure you-“

He trust the camera in your hands and posed with Satya, who was less than bothered. Of course he wanted YOU to take the picture. Rolling your eyes you snapped the picture and handed it back to him. Before you could walk away he grabbed your waist and pulled you back.

“I wanted you to take a picture of the three of us silly.”

His touch was seering hot against you, delicate but precise across your skin. He had eased up since pulling you closer to him, but your head was all over the place. Niran was like a drug, enough to get you hooked on him and leave you pining for more.

“Or I can take it if you aren’t feeling up to it?” He offered you back the camera.

“S-sorry. I was lost in thought. I’ve got it.”

Holding up the camera you smile, Niran sticks his tongue out and Satya stands a little awkwardly. You pause to see if she’ll smile but as always she’s stoic so you snap the picture.

“Ohhh you look beautiful Satya! So cute!” Niran swoons.

“Niran. You’re embarrassing me.”

You waited to see if Niran would compliment you too, wishful thinking really. He only seemed to have eyes for Satya. The way he looked at her now screamed desire, true love, need. Surprisingly though he turned to you.

“Don’t you look adorable.”

If only you could hide the blush on your face. He noticed too, giggling at the sight. He found you sweet and down right cute. He told you as much, it just seems more friendly rather than flirtatious. With little to no warning however, he blew you a kiss. Such a sweet gesture, one that you choose to believe was romantic, as delusional as you sounded.

“Niran, will you please stop flirting. Can we go now? You know we have countless meetings tomorrow and you as always have not prepped.” Satya grumbled at him.

“Oh my dear, you know I’ll wing it!” He winked at her, a rare smile forming at her lips.

As you started to head back to the base, you hung back watching as Niran doted on her, buzzing around her like she was the most beautiful flower. It was like this every time the three of you were together. He always seemed to fall back on her, making you feel worthless. Like what was the point in you being there. Niran seemed to notice how unhappy you were on the way back to base, dropping back to walk with you.

“Are you alright sweetheart?”

“Fine.”

“You don’t look “fine” to me, but perhaps I’m just too happy all the time.”

You frowned and he apologised for light hearted attempt at humour. He only wished to make you smile but he didn’t always hit the mark, though he never stopped trying.

“But in all seriousness, please tell me what’s wrong?”

“I-“

You paused. You wanted to tell him how you felt but it just felt wrong. With Satya there it was just awkward and you didn’t want to feel disrespectful. Instead you faked a smile, attempting to lift the mood.

“It’s nothing Niran, I promise.”

“How about I take you out tomorrow? Just the two of us? A mini date of sorts hmm?”

Either Satya didn’t hear or she didn’t care. You of course were delighted at the thought of spending time with Niran one on one. But you couldn’t help think about Satya and what she would think.

“What about Satya?”

“What about her? She has a lot of meetings tomorrow, she’s very important! I however am not as important as miss Vaswani, so I can spare the evening if you want to take me up on that?”

“I’d love to Niran!”

——🪷——

The morning was chaotic. You had some work to do in the lab but you couldn’t stop thinking about Niran and his choice of words ‘a mini date of sorts’. Was he teasing or was he being serious. With Niran it could go either way. He was difficult to read in most cases but great at reading others. Still you tried not to look too much into it and just accept that whatever it was, it would just be the two of you.

Come the afternoon you were a nervous wreck, stressing over the smallest details. Was the outfit choice too much? Would Niran be just as fancy? Was this a date or not? It was all too much for you to handle. Instead you opted to take a nice hot relaxing bath to melt the stress away. A sigh escaped your lips as you slipped into the warm water, eyes fluttering shut for a moment or two, thinking of Niran. A thought crossed your mind and you wondered if you should tell him how you feel or not. The whole situation was confusing after all. You decided to play it by ear and see how things went, it would be way less awkward that way.

Feeling fresh and relaxed, you dried yourself off and looked at your outfit choice again. A little fancier by your standards, but Niran was a fancy man. He always liked to look his best in any occasion.

“Screw it! What do I have to lose.”

——🪷——

You certainly felt overdressed when you saw Niran. He was wearing his causal attire, hair thrown up in a messy bun. Real cute and homely. Here you were in a dress and pretty heels, embarrassed. Your hair done up all pretty with gorgeous jewellery to match.

“Oh I feel so underdressed.”

“No.. I.. I feel stupid.”

He grinned at you, really taking the time to admire you. For lack of a better word, you were beautiful, truly. Gently he took your hand and lead you back to his dorm, making you fluster.

“I’m sorry to ask for you to wait Y/N, please allow me 10 minuets to dress more to…” He paused again, eyes tracing your every inch of you. “Your standard.” He was enamoured, hardly able to contain his smile, though you weren’t sure if he was just being nice. You watched as he slipped into his room, head spinning from the possibilities. You knew it was just his demeanour and that he was just being a gentleman, but what if it was more than that? You pondered your thoughts outside his dorm until he returned.

“Niran.. you look..”

“Fabulous? Yeah, I know.” He teased with a wide smile.

You playfully roll your eyes at him. He was often like this with Satya, but now she wasn’t here his playfulness appeared to fall onto you, not that you minded one bit of course.

“Flirt! Anyway, where are we going?”

“I was thinking dinner? I assume you haven’t eaten yet? I know I haven’t.”

“Sounds lovely Bua.”

He loved the use of his nickname. You didn’t use it much, it felt somewhat exclusive to Satya, and yet you used it now anyway. Niran wasn’t complaining. He loved when close friends and family used it, quite frankly it made his heart flutter.

“Unlike you to use ‘Bua’ so casually. Not that I mind of course.”

“Well, I figured it was okay Is it not?” You teased him back. If he dishes it out, surely he can take it, right?

“Of course.”

——🪷——

Oh the Pruksamanee influence. Despite being a fugitive he still had some status it seemed. The restaurant was quite a lovely one. The last minuet reservation was quite impressive too, but anything for you, his lovely Y/N.

“This place is gorgeous Niran.”

“Oh isn’t it?” He pulled out your chair for you, tucking you into the table once you took your seat. “I’ve come here with Satya a few times. Charming little place.”

You hide your frown and you hide it well, but as always Niran picks up on it. He takes his own seat, crossing one leg over the other, placing his head in his hand, leaning his elbow on the table, eying you softly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong, I promise. I’m just a little stressed from work. I’m sure you understand.”

“Of course, please order anything you would like dear.” His free left hand touches yours from across the table. “My treat. You work hard.”

You both order and Niran picks out a bottle of wine he thinks you’ll enjoy. Something to match the flavours of both your meals, he was use to the finer things in life, but could comfortably live without them too. You couldn’t help but notice how sweet Niran was being with you, he was always sweet but right now, he was treating you like a princess. Almost like he did with Satya. You laughed and flirted over dinner, drinking a little more than you usually would but you were having so much fun with the man opposite you, so it hardly mattered.

“Are you having fun dearest?”

“Yes, I’m a little tipsy though, you might have to carry me home Niri!”

“I fear that may be the case too.” He laughed, such a sweet sound. You often heard it when he was with Satya, but it sounded so much better now that you had been the one to cause it.

Niran ordered another bottle of wine, because according to him, nothing was too good for you. Your senses had been lulled into a sweet concoction of joy and felicity. You were truly on cloud nine. Was this how Satya felt with him? You weren’t sure but honestly you didn’t want a constant reminder of what you were competing with.

“So what made you decide to take me out? I know you mentioned Satya was busy.”

“I just wanted to treat you. I feel like we aren’t as close anymore. You like to come along with me and Satya on crazy days out but I got the feeling you wanted some one on one time.”

Oh he was good. He was very perceptive, both a blessing and a curse. You couldn’t hide much from him. He could read you and everyone else like a book.

“Thank you. It means a lot to me Niran.”

“Can I interest you some dessert? Though you’re already sweet enough.”

My was this man a flirt. Such a warm feeling though, like he genuinely cared about you. He did this to every one, it was one of his love languages after all, but with you it was starting to feel different. Right?

“We could split a slice of cake?”

“I like the way you think Y/N. What are you eyeing most and don’t say me.”

You playfully roll your eyes at him again. This man really was going all out. Still you couldn’t help but lap it up. Tracing your finger down the dessert menu you watch his face light up as you trail over red velvet cake. He’s all smiles when you pick it of course, delighted in the idea of sharing this with you. As you’re waiting for the cake you take another sip of wine, you weren’t sure how much you had, stopped counting long ago. You were far from drunk but your tongue was certainly a little loose your mind overcome with need and want. With him.

“Niran, I have something I need to confess to you.”

“What, do you love me of something?” He winked unknowingly.

Your face said it all, flushed bright read, eyes drifting away from his. The perfect picture of lustful embarrassment. Remember how he was good at reading you. Just one look at you and he knew.

“Y/N.. do you really?”

“Yes… Tonight has been so wonderful and I’ve felt this way a while an-“

“I’m so sorry to cut you off, truly I am..but.. I’m sorry I don’t think I feel the same way. I- I think I’m in love with Satya..”

If heartbreak was an expression, your face said it all. Of course he was. Of course it was Satya. You felt stupid for even giving it a second thought. It had always been Satya. From day one you could see the chemistry between them.

“Oh.. I see.. well she’s a lovely person so.. good luck to you Niran.”

“Y/N.. I’m sorry.. oh god I’ve led you to believe it was mutual..” Things started to fall into place for him.

“No Niran.. I just mistook your kindness for attraction.” You stood up, stumbling a little from the wine. He stood up ready to catch you, worried. “I wish you all the best, I think I’m going to go. Thank you for the evening. I had a great time.”

“Don’t go! Please, let’s just talk..”

“I just want to leave Niran..”

“Then please let me walk you home..”

Despite his protests to walk you home you left, tears threatening to spill at any given moment. You knew the signs. The way he looked at Satya was so obvious. He practically worshiped the grown she walked on. This night was just Niran treating a friend, nothing more. Niran felt awful about it all, watching you leave the restaurant in tears. His head spun with questions about how he felt and what was going on. His heart fluttered whenever he was with Satya. It had started to flutter a little around you, but he couldn’t help but think of her. He felt even worse when the cake you both ordered to share came, now having to eat it alone, without you.

——🪷——

A few days went by since your failure of a date with Niran. He tried to talk with you a few times but you politely excused yourself telling him that you just needed to get in a better headspace and that you still weren’t ready. The look on his face stung. He look so defeated and worried.

“Satya.. I’ve ruined everything.. she doesn’t want to talk to me anymore..”

“Give her some space Niran.. I’m sure she’ll come around when she’s ready.”

Around the same time came the difficulty breathing. It started off as a small cough that was manageable enough, but worry started to set in when you coughed up what appeared to be lotus petals. Confusion was too light of a word to use in this situation, you couldn’t understand why this would be happening to you. It’s wasn’t like you ate any lotus flowers recently, or at all for that matter. You tried your best to hide it from your coworkers at the base as well as Niran. You assumed that it would just go away, but a week had passed and it was getting worse. The coughs turning violent as you desperately tried to clear your lungs. Soon you were coughing up blood along with the petals and you knew this wasn’t right. It hurt. It hurt so badly. You avoided it for so long and it felt like someone was stabbing your lungs and throat constantly. Enough was enough and you went to see Dr Ziegler hoping for some Mercy from this pain.

“Oh, this sounds like Hanahaki Disease.. You poor thing. Let’s get you an X-Ray, see if we can’t remove the flowers with surgery.”

“Surgery?! Flowers?!”

You didn’t understand what was happening to you, and now surgery was apart of this whole ordeal. Things were getting too much and you could barely handle it.

“Hanahanki is a painful and draining condition where you have flowers growing in your lungs. It’s caused by unrequited love.. oh you poor thing. Judging by the type of flower petals.. it’s safe to assume..”

“Niran Pruksamanee.. yes..”

She gave you a sympathetic smile. Things didn’t make much sense but at least you knew what it was that was causing you so much pain. Dr Ziegler had you lie on a bed as she took an X-Ray of your chest to see how far the disease had progressed. In most cases it was a slow moving disease, one that was treatable with surgery, at the cost of the persons love for the one who caused it. However you weren’t so lucky. Dr Ziegler gasped at the progression in which the flowers had began to grow.

“I.. I’m so sorry but surgery just isn’t an option Y/N. The flowers are too developed, I would risk causing you serious damage..”

“Am I going to die..?”

“No, there’s another way.. Niran has to reciprocate your love.. but I’m not sure if th-“

“I’m going to die. It’s okay, you can be straight with me.. how long..?”

“Maybe a few weeks if you’re lucky. Do you want me to talk to Nir-“

“No. Thank you but no. He doesn’t love me.. he.. he deserves to be happy.”

The Dr was kind enough to give you some pain relief before sending you home on ‘bed rest’, though you referred to it as your death bed. She promised not to talk to Niran about it, per your request, which you decided was for the best. The pain only got worse from here. Soon you found yourself coughing up more and more petals, accompanied by more blood. You were dying and you sure did feel like it with all the pain going on.

——🪷——

“I don’t know what to do Satya… I’m so torn it hurts… it hurts so much…”

“Bua.. Why won’t you just tell me what happened..”

Niran couldn’t tell her. His feelings were so confusing. He was certain he loved her but just thinking of you was enough to drive him crazy.

“It.. it doesn’t matter. I miss her coming with us on our little days out.. she looks so sad all the time Satya.. I caused that.. me..”

“Niran I promise you that it’s fine.. I’m no good at reading people like you are, but anyone can see the girl just needs a break.”

“It’s been a whilst since I last saw her.. I hope she’s okay…”

Satya sighed pulling him into a big hug, which gladly accepted breaking down into tears. His head was spinning with constant conflict over you and her. He swore he loved Satya, not being able to get enough of her. However after that evening he spent with you he wasn’t so sure that was true. Regardless he melted into her touch as she rubbed his back, promising things would be okay and that she loved him, platonically, though Niran was further drawn into chaos. A depression setting in his mind.

——🪷——

Weeks passed since your diagnoses and things were looking as if they were about to end. You were throwing up bloody petals hourly now. The pain was too much to handle. You’d be glad when it was all over. You couldn’t help but think of Niran, pining for him to take this pain away, and yet, he was with Satya now. Surely he had told her he loved her by now. You were sure they were so happy together. With you gone, nothing would stop him. Your thoughts lingered on Satya and you wanted to speak with her, wanting her to pass on a message to Niran of sorts.

With all the strength you could muster you get up from your bed and ask a passer by to get Satya. Maybe she wouldn’t come. Maybe she didn’t care. But maybe it was worth a try. One final attempt before the flowers killed you. Minuets passed and to your suprised she came, a little confused why you asked for her.

“Y/N? You wanted to speak with me. Niran’s been worried an-“

“Satya. I just want you to promise me something. Please?”

She nodded and took a seat next to your bed. She had already began stimming, feeling the pressure and tension of the uncertain situation. You didn’t blame Satya for anything. You could see why Niran liked her. She was gorgeous, smart, his childhood friend. Her intellect was a wondrous thing, ask her anything about Hard Light and she could list off more facts than the inventor themself. She was effortlessly beautiful in every way. Her satin black hair perfectly straight and flowing down her back, an obsidian waterfall. Niran had probably loved her forever. There was no competing with that.

“Are you sick..?”

“Yeah. It’s not contagious so please don’t worry.”

She nodded and sighed from relief. She hated getting sick, a small phobia of hers. Knowing Niran he would just love to wrap her up warm and take care of her all day, leaving her little kisses and whispering her sweet nothings. They belonged together.

“Listen Satya, you and Niran are perfect together. I’m happy for you both, really I am.. will you promise me something?”

“I can try..”

“Will you look after him for me when I’m gone? Niran I mean..”

“Are you going somewhere?”

She was far too sweet for this world. It made you smile. She wasn’t stupid, far from it, just struggled with social ques and picking up on subtle hints.

“I’m dying Satya.”

Her face hardly reacted, normal for her, though you did notice that she stopped stimming. She was probably processing everything you had just said. It must be a lot to handle for anyone, but especially her. After a few moments her lip quivered showing you just how saddened she was, no matter how hard she had tried to hide it. She tapped her head set as calmly as she could without breaking down, taking a deep breath. Unbeknownst to you she has started a call with Niran and Dr Ziegler.

“I have Hanahaki disease… I’m starting to-“

As if the timing couldn’t be more perfect you threw up another round of petals and blood, demonstrating your disease to her. It was violent, pain tearing through your throat as if you were being scorched from the inside.

“Y/N!” She reached out to rub your back softly as you retch and heave up the petals, seering pain burning your lungs. It was agony. Tears pricked at your eyes, threatening to spill as you gasped for air so desperately. As quickly as it began it was over, allowing you some time to breathe, even if it was a struggle.

“Y/N… Niran has been going crazy.. he’s been breaking down into tears over you.. he’s spent so many sleepless nights agonising over his decision to reject you.” She takes her place by your side again, deciding that the back rubs weren’t helping much. She felt to awkward and helpless. “I’ve never seen Niran so devastated Y/N.. He’s been over analysing everything.. it’s been rather annoying to hear him babble on about how he wishes he put more thought into it rather than jumping to an answer.. how you could have been together right now if he would have just thought it through. Y/N.. he really does care.”

Before you could answer Niran burst through your door eyes meeting yours immediately, tears streaming down his cheeks. He looked awful, just as Satya had mentioned. The sleepless nights haven’t been kind to him and he was in need of a good nights rest. His hair matted and tangled into a half done up do. The embodiment of depression.

“Y/N!! Oh my god I’m so sorry.. I’m so so so sorry..”

He was at your side almost instantly, Satya moving back to give him some space. He took your hand bringing it up to his cheek. His skin was warm yet wet and tear stained. The way Niran looked at you was like you were an Angel, admiring your beauty. The way he yearned for you was too much to handle. You felt your lungs begin to burn again, a reminder that you couldn’t be happy.

“Please don’t leave me! You can’t go..”

He held your hand tighter almost willing you to stay. He was scared. Really scared. You didn’t need his gift of soul reading to know that. Anyone could see it.

“I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry… please forgive me beautiful.. I’m so sorry…”

The burning was all too much for you to handle now. You wanted to say something anything but now you just couldn’t breathe. This disease was killing you, at the worst possible time. Niran watched in horror as your eyes flickered closed as if fighting off sleepiness, before you blacked out, slumping on the bed.

“Y/N!!” He began to panic harder now really worried for your life. He attempted to find your pulse on your wrist searching for any signs that you weren’t dead. When he couldn’t find it he searched your neck, panic already gripping at his body. “NO NO NO NO!!!” He screamed panicking harder and harder, searching in desperation for your pulse, refusing to give up on you. “PLEASE! YOU CAN’T! NOT NOW, NOT WHEN I’VE REALISED THE TRUTH!”

He begged and pleaded with you to wake up, going as far as to shake you, pleading with you to open your pretty eyes. Satya watched in horror as her best friend broke down once again, knowing that there was nothing she could do to help him.

“I LOVE YOU!! WAKE UP!!”

“Niran..” Satya started before Dr Ziegler rushed in. Niran was hysterical now, the thought of losing you was all too much for him. He screamed, cried and begged even as he was ripped away from your near lifeless body by a few assistants of the Dr. All so they could treat you.

“Niran it’s going to be okay.. please..” Satya grabbed her friend and held him for dear life as he screamed for you louder and louder. “Please Niran.. please..” Satya began to cry too hating the terrible sounds coming from her friend. It was truly an awful sight to behold. “I’m here.. I’m not letting go.. I’m here..” She comforted him much like he always comforted her. Promising him that she was his constant. That nothing would stop her from helping him.

“Satya, will you watch him?” Dr Ziegler called before rushing out of the room to her office. She didn’t need a reply, knowing Satya was already on it.

Niran continued to scream, slumping to his knees dragging Satya with him, eventually resting his head on her shoulder, sobbing as his heart broke once more.

——🪷——

Days passed and Niran progressively got worse and worse. He hadn’t moved from his lab desk opting to stare at it mumbling nothing but barely coherent words of apologies and sweet nothings for you.

“I’m sorry tîi-rák… oh please forgive me sweet thing.. I love you..”

Satya dropped by as often as she could, forcing him to eat something and drink some water. He refused most of the time however, resulting in her forcefully making him drink water, and pleading with him to eat.

“I’m sorry… please… please wake up.. you have no idea how much I need you to wake up..”

He couldn’t sleep. He was too worried about you. Too focused on things he left unsaid. Too restless to even flirt with the idea of sleep. Not when he could have been flirting with you. If only he took the time to think.

“You have to wake up.. there’s so much I need to tell you… I’m so sorry… please… please forgive me… don’t leave…”

Whenever he thought of you lying there dying, he began to meltdown. His barely coherent mumbling turning into screams. He began throwing things and slamming his hands on his desk. He tossed a picture of you in one for of rage before dropping to his knees cradling it close to his heart, apologising for hurting you again. Satya ended up staying with him that night after he cut himself. He told her it was an accident, she didn’t believe him.

Eventually Niran ventured outside his lab finding himself in your dorm room. The door was left unlocked and untouched. He felt his tears form again as he stepped inside, the trauma like a punch to his stomach. Crazed with guilt and grief he climbed onto your bed, pulling a pillow to cuddle with, your scent being his pull to reality. Niran became dizzy with the idea of spending sleepless nights beside you, watching your chest rise and fall as you breathed soundly next to him. He wasn’t sure how long he stayed but when he next looked up it was early evening, the sun beginning to set. He spotted a couple of bloodied lotus petals lying on the floor. They must have fallen from your covers as you were pulled out of bed by the Dr. Curious by nature he picked them up, studying their shape and the dried blood they were coated in.

“Hanahaki.. these must be the petals..” He mumbled to himself. “Hmm pretty Lotuses..”

He started to collect each and everyone he could find, by which there were many. He wasn’t sure what he would do yet, but he knew he wanted to find a cure. Niran returned to his lab spreading the petals across his desk and staring intently at them, sobbing his heart out at the thought of the women he loved lying lifeless in a hospital bed.

“You can’t take her from me… I know I rejected her.. I know.. I screwed up… I know I did… but I love her..”

Sitting back on his chair and pulling his hair loose hair back into a messy bun, he sat relentlessly studying the petals for hours upon hours, wishing for nothing more than a breakthrough. This was harder than his Biolight breakthrough. He was too scared to even try Biolight in case the flowers grew out of control, killing you. Life as he knew it was dwindling into grey hues. The colour no longer relevant to him. He didn’t care anymore. He just wanted you. He stayed at his desk for another handful of days, continuously sobbing and begging for death to take him too.

——🪷——

“Niran!!” Satya rushed in to his lab, shaking her best friend awake. He had finally been stolen by sleep itself, the rest much needed but sadly not enough. “She’s stable!! She’s alive Bua!!”

“Huh.. Satya?”

“SHE’S ALIVE! GO!”

With no hesitation he makes a beeline for you. So desperate to see just darling Angel. His headspace had been so worryingly bad recently that he just needed this. He needed to tell you that he loved you. That you were the one for him. That he chose you. Upon arriving he sees you’re still unconscious, his heart swelling with disappointment, yet he stayed, longing for you to wake up.

“Not done with your beauty sleep kon-dii? Well I think you’re already beautiful enough..”

Dr Ziegler smiled at him, his love for you making her swoon. She offered him a seat and told him to stay as long as he liked. To yell for her or Baptiste should he need anyone. Niran was content with sitting by your side, knowing that you could wake up soon, with any luck.

“Please wake up wãan-jai.. how can we be in love if you sleep all the time precious.”

He delicately reaches for your hand and presses it against his chest.

“Do you feel my heart? It beats for you.”

He continued to tell you sweet nothings, praising you for being strong, apologising over and over again. Your sweet face put a smile on his own. You looked so peaceful like that, his heart could barely take it.

“Oh the things you do to me sweet one. Please wake up.”

He bit his lip, trying to keep from kissing you. Niran was a serial romantic. He treasured the idea of true loves first kiss waking you from your sweet slumber. A fairy tale of sorts. He leant in close, eyes flickering from your lips to your softly closed eyes, then back to your lips.

“I beg you dearest.. wake up so I can kiss you properly.”

The moment his lips planted on yours, your eyes flutter open, almost as if true loves first kiss had worked. The kiss was soft and delicate, yet so passionate and warm. You mumble his name against his lips, before kissing him back, the sensation shocking him into realisation.

“Y/N?!” He pulled back from your lips leaving you starved and frowning a little, but you were so happy to see him. “You’re.. YOU’RE ALIVE! I MISSED YOU!”

“Currently alive yes. I missed yo- mmmphh”

Without thinking he kissed you again, this time with burning desire and need. His emotions were all over the place but if there’s one thing he knew, it was that he loved you.

“Please forgive me Y/N! I was such a fool.. I caused this.. all of it!! My darling please forgive m-“

You cut him off with another sweet kiss, feeling as his anxiety melted away. All the pain and sadness drifted off leaving him calmer and more refined. He was stunned for a few seconds after you pulled away. Truly a gorgeous sight.

“What a beautiful way of telling me to shut up.”

“You were panicking over nothing. I needed a way to calm you down, and we kiss now apparently?”

Niran’s blush is quite the sight. It spread so quickly across his handsome features, as he stared at you with such love and adoration. He looked as if he were the happiest man alive.

“I’m a little confused though Niran.. Won’t Satya be mad..?”

“Y/N, I’m sorry for the misunderstanding.. it’s you I’m in love with. I.. got my feelings confused and as it turns out.. my heart pounded whenever I was near you.. and well.. because I’m with Satya whenever I’m with you.. I.. assumed it was her.”

His hand takes yours again placing it on his heart so you could once again feel the pounding of his heart against his chest. A sign that he was telling the truth.

“When my heart started pounding on our dinner date.. I.. I freaked out dearest. My heart told me one thing and my brain told me another… Satya. I spoke without thinking..”

You felt so much better after hearing his confession. Your chest felt lighter and it felt like you could breathe colours, it was wonderful. After so long on short air capacity you felt a little woozy from the sudden intake of air. Niran noticed your change in behaviour and how dizzy you were. Always was good at reading you.

“Careful! I have you.” He caught you before you fell off the side of the bed, laying you back down gently. “Falling for me already tîi-ràk? How cute.”

“Flirt.”

“But you love me for it?”

“I do.”

“Does this mean you’ll be my girlfriend?”

With no hesitation you happily agreed watching as the smile on his face grew. His eyes sparkled with happy tears as he hugged you tight, lightly squealing from happiness. It was a low sound but enough to make you smile too. He was your boyfriend now. You would live.

——🪷——

Satya was happy for the both of you, although she lectured you both for assuming feelings without just asking her about it.

“So Niran you mean to tell me this WHOLE TIME you could have just asked me how I felt about you? THIS COULD HAVE BEEN AVOIDED!?”

“Yes dearest bu- OUCH!”

She had slapped him, nothing hard but enough to shock his system. She was royally ticked off by his lack of brain cells, despite him being one of the smartest men on base. You couldn’t help but giggle as the pair squabbled over the misunderstanding. You realised that Niran truly was like this with everyone but with you it was so different. Satya smiled at you glad to see you were okay, before continuing to scold Niran for being a fool and assuming things that just weren’t true. She adored him but no more than she did a childhood friend.

“Dummy!!” She smiled hugging him before hugging you too, ecstatic for her two favourite people.

Everything had fallen into place. You and Niran were an item now. Something everyone on base was excited about. Niran seeked therapy for the trauma and was doing much better now, especially as he had you in your life. You were doing much better, often checking in with the Dr to ensure the flowers had stopped growing. Soon you started going on regular dates, enjoying each others company and love for one another, Satya still tagged along on most of your dates, very much welcomed by the both of you, opting to sit quietly at the table watching as you often shared a piece of red velvet cake.

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(Same with the latest anonymous discussion) There's no need to be sorry! My gf and I approached fandom with our personal experiences and then somehow developed a connection to its story TOO MUCH but It's fun this way tho who cares?

100% agree at first, I didn't understand him but my gf, who loved Falin, tried to unpack Kabru's persona for me. And I just 'Oh...' sounds like this mf doesn't has anyone like his truest friend (with Rin is totally diff, he's a guy GUY towards her so much...poor Rin) and now I love this character so much. Mind you, the only thing I can relate to Kabru is the control freak?????? part of him too??????

One last thing before I shut up lol do you have any other fav  duo/trio dynamic in this series which no romantic feeling between them? I thought Falin-Kabru's interaction would be fun. The way they treat people around them very well but also have something they're gatekeeping for themselves with their priority connection or their ideal relationship or Rin-Shuro they'd be embarrassed to see themselves in each other lmaooo

Also, hope everything is going well for you and your gf!

My exact same thoughts lmaooo after I read all his interactions with his own party... I'm like... "damn this guy is so friendless", my gf also said so. yeah, we can say he doesn't have a "true friend".

It's not like he doesn't have a rich social life, he has meaningful relationships with many people. He's just judgemental and distrustful, you can see in his relationship chart.

People always say something about Mithrun's relationship chart, "he only sees his own party members for their practical use." My guy, so is Kabru. His opinions of them are mostly "neutral" as he put them in a stereotype, sorting them into a box based on interactions and impressions. these answers are also kind of distant, like something he'd answer without actually thinking lol (like, Awwww rin :-) , Dia's cute, Holm is a spirit guy, Mickbell is a bitch, well Kuro is... a kobold)

and it's so funny, because yes he cares about them, he just don't think they'd understand him deeply so he put a distance between them, he's already decided how trustworthy these people are. But don't mistake that for him not being genuine, that's who he is when he's having fun, he just have a specific use of different friend circles. The party also knows him well as there's already a joke that they go "this fake ass bitch" every time they see Kabru approach strangers. At the end of the day, Kabru just don't think these people are really for him in a sense that he'd share his inner world to them.

Back to the question, I have a lot of other fav platonic dynamics in this series. So true... Falin-Kabru / Rin-Shuro would be so interesting to see. it's a shame that we don't get to see much about Falin, because yes she also has a rich intimate personality and values that she only keeps them to herself, so I really like her conclusion. I think Falin and Kabru can have a deep understanding talk with each other but they won't keep each other in their close friends list lol... Like, having that one talk and go back to your friend circles which don't overlap, that's beautiful...

one of my favorite platonic dynamics are Pattadol and Mithrun... and my gf once said that Mithrun has more friends than Kabru and that's so true lmao, I like that Pattadol genuinely cares about him that she cries when Mithrun is moving again and he also seems to like spending time with her in the modern AU. I also like Hien and Benichidori's interaction in the extras although it's a shame that we don't see much of Toshiro's party.

I also think Marcille and Kabru would be a great entertaining workplace friendship.

Actually, I think a lot about Kabru-Rin, I really like their relationship... Kabru is protective of her, she's one of the plot points which Kabru takes a duty to ensure safety to people he cares, it was assigned to him since he's a kid that he must comfort her. she is his first girl friend, so yeah I think he doesn't know better and he's immature towards her lol. imo Rin affected who Kabru is as a person, it's a meaningful relationship to him. but then I don't want to overestimate their romantic feeling because it's like... something that's already established to both of them that this is how it is and Rin knows it. She's also protective, she's very worried about him, the nagging comes from her own self preservation. and with someone like Kabru, that can make him feel trapped. He's stubborn in his own way and only listens when there is a reasoning presented to him. (like how Mithrun reflects to him that telling his story to Laios wouldn't work.) So like, yeah I think if they mature enough in the future, they can be a family to each other or drift apart to have their own life...

I'm yapping so muchh lol, thank you for the ask, I hope things are good to both you and your gf too! :D have a nice day