#theres just this desire to meet them again

[bearsandboobs]

Mmm at a certain point you (I) have to accept that for some relationships there is no closure. That some friendships, and could have been romance, or romantic relationships will fizzle out, or have unexplained inextricable endings. That acceptance doesn't negate the grief, or the losses.

I still have complicated feelings of love, fondness, all the "what-ifs". But I need to accept that reaching out to those, who have changed so much since our departures from each other's lives, will not bring me closure and satisfaction as i seek it. Not all lost friends are lose ends that must be weaved in. I will savor what we once had, and know that it may never be what it once was. That in and of itself can be a gift.

If i once knew you, and we haven't talked in ages. I remember you. You will always be a part of me, and my life. I wish you contented, fulfilling, love-filled existences! I wish you a bright life and a wonderful future! Thank you for sharing yourself with me for whatever time we had together❤️

[strwberri-milk]

incubus Lads boys where mc starts falling in love with them on accident 🔞🤭😫

HMM im seeing this as??? like. l&ds beginning a sexual relationship only to satisfy their incubus desires and mc falling in love w them thereby breaking their friends w benefits situation but also. its so sweet if both of them are in love and i kinda did that bc if i didnt itd be too angsty and i just like happiness ;-; - also pls mind the growing pains theres a reason why rafayels the only well levelled chara in my account <33 so uhh theres more mutual pining bc they both fell in love by accident :(

He was very clear about the relationship that the two of you would enter. You want companionship and he has a need that has to be fulfilled. It didn't matter that the reason why he asked you and you specifically was because he already knew that there could be nobody else. You are absolutely perfect for him in every way that matters - from the way you fit in his arms to the pretty way his name sounds on your lips.

Zayne did his best to keep things professional. He was sure to meet you on your terms, even if it felt like he was starving for your touch. He already felt awful about needing you as badly and as frequently as he does and asking to have you when he needs you feels like a line he just refuses to cross.

You on the other hand found yourself wanting to do just that. You had no idea if it was because of his nature as an incubus or if it was the slow growing of your feelings for him that made you want to see him again and again no matter how little time has passed. You wanted more than anything to be as detached as he was, not wanting to make things difficult.

It didn't matter though. You lay there catching your breath, watching as he dresses again after another night. Your eyes lightly dance over the way his suit slips over his strong arms, face barely flush as though the two of you had done nothing more than catch up over a cup of coffee. He doesn't say much - he's never been one to talk too much in your presence regardless - but when he looks at you you feel your heart stop.

You don't even realise that you're reaching out to him until you feel his lips press against your fingertips. Your eyes are wide, unsure what the gesture itself meant. You didn't want to get your hopes up of course, but when he presses his lips against your forehead in a show of affection before leaving you allow yourself a moment of limerence.

Xavier has a tendency to forget that he has other needs until he sees you've texted him or a photo of you that pops up on his phone as a reminder that besides the friendship you two have, there's another level to your agreements.

He found himself always being gentler with you than you might want him to be. It didn't matter how you'd ask him or if you tried to convince him that you can handle it - a part of him was terrified that he'd lose you if he misjudged your passions and worked you too hard.

You sigh breathlessly as he presses another kiss to your throat, feeling the weight of his body as he presses himself closer in the throes of pleasure. He feels amazing as always and the rush of energy he gets from your pleasure is already something addictive. He knows he can't be without you now that he's had you and he known that for quite a while.

He turns back around partway through getting dressed, thinking you were trying to tell him something. You've always been sluggish after have sex, playfully teasing him and blaming him for sapping too much of your energy. He watches carefully to see if you'll say anything else, softening even more when you reach out for him.

You know that you need him here with you right now, fully aware this whole time that you loved him more than you are ever allowed to. That didn't seem like something you could ever entertain but here in your pleasure addled fatigue all you could think about was the need to feel your arms around him as he held you to sleep.

The bed felt warmer in the morning and you're absolutely certain you weren't wearing these clothes last night. You're not sure if you're just imagining the smell of his cologne in your sheets but you bury yourself in them regardless, quickly falling back asleep with dreams of him.

Rafayel was fun - that's how you saw it. The two of you practically fell into bed once you came to an agreement of terms and your relationship made it easy for you to trust him. He made you feel good and perhaps it was just in his nature but he was just always so romantic. He's an artist so perhaps that was just your imagination but his absolutely needy nature for your attention always spilled into bed.

You can barely breathe when he's got his lips on yours again, stealing your breath despite not needing it. You willingly give it to him as you always will, knowing that the way you held him was not just to ground yourself but borne out of a visceral need that eclipsed whatever kinds he has. He holds you just as tightly, reassuring words whispered into your ear.

You couldn't help but fall in love with him. You adored him more than you could ever fathom, staring up into the glass panes of his ceiling as you willed yourself to get up and get dressed. He was already up and about, well energised from your efforts and you tried your best to will back the fear of being nothing more than an agreement for him.

He sees your hesitation and you can hear him pause at the head of the bed, raising his brow as you turn to face him. You're not sure what he sees when he looks at you, unaware that he would be pleased to do nothing more than admire you until the day he died. The two of you don't notice how much time passes, scarcely moving a muscle until he reaches out and cups your cheek affectionately.

[alien-til-i-stage]

so something i dont see much online is how similar hyuna and luka actually are.

When we meet Hyuna, we get introduced to how upbeat and her free spirited personality, both in how she acts and in the song.

This in particular speaks almost in entirely of freedom and the desire for it. She sings about living her life for her and “a bird set free”. As obvious from her being rebel, everything points to how she desires freedom from the aliens and control over how she lives her life. We can also see this in a comic where she says the reason she enjoys singing is because on the stage she’s the one in control.

Already from a young age, control is something she has wanted, over her own life and her performances. And for her saying this, I think its even more interesting if we look back at All In. The majority the song takes place both in a bar where Hyuna is singing or the mission both Hyuna and Mizi are doing.

We already know that Hyuna likes to sing to feel the control over the stage when she’s there but I find it interesting that, yet again, the entirety of the episode was her demonstrating her freedom and control. There were even moments with her on stage remembering Luka and Hyunwoo and continuing to frantically continue singing as if trying to run away from them.

This could mean that rather than her just singing out of enjoyment of her control, she’s on that stage for the control. Almost like she’s desperately clinging onto that feeling to remind herself that she’s not weak, to run away from her helplessness as a child. Another reason for her to be on as many missions as she was shown to be, maybe another way to prove to herself she has the control and power now, not the aliens.

we can continue to see mentions of her trying to escape her memories in the song “Drunk and Party” as she says “I don’t wanna go back, everybody listen.”

Essentially Hyuna uses her own stage as a way to regain her control as well as her missions. Which is where Luka comes in.

In the same comic where Hyuna speaks about control on the stage, we see Luka as an adult on the stage as well, most likely during the 49th season.

It looks almost like hes remembering Hyuna’s words from when they were both children, which indicates that Hyuna’s reponse effected him.

In an interview about round 5, someone asked why Luka imitated Sua, and here is the response that was given.

Its told that Luka does this, not to win, but to feel control and dominance. Unlike Hyuna, who has many ways to feel this way and demonstrates it in almost every way of her lifestyle, this is the only way for him to do so. He is literally a puppet except for when he’s on stage.

The reason for Hyuna’s response being so important to him is likely that Hyuna’s attitude about singing effected his own. In the comic, kid Luka seemed curious about Hyuna finding control on the stage, showing that at that point Luka didn’t view the stage the same, so its likely that after their talk, Luka began to view the stage as a way to control.

This is how the two of them are similar, yet opposites. They both desire control and dominance in their lives and dedicate themselves to it, yet while Hyuna lives a life where she can easily do that, she feels no need to hurt others in order to do so, rather able to choose to help them as a way to feel powerful, but Luka doesn’t have that same choice. He lives life as a puppet, with no other way for control. His only way to feel in control is on the stage, so he takes his chance to and hurts the other contestant, purposely trying to hurt them as much as possible just because he can.

I truly believe that had their situations been reversed, where Luka was instead the purpose who got to leave while Hyuna stayed behind, theres a chance they couldve had completely different lifestyles. I also believe that they also, in a way, represent each path Till could take. If he were to stay in alien stage for the next season, would he turn out like Luka, someone who hurt others to feel in control, or if he was able to run away and become a rebel would he distract himself from his pain and constantly chase after that feeling of finally being free?

idk i just really like hyuna and luka

[aihaitahm]

Hello! Do you mind doing headcanons of dan heng, blade and jing yuan with a reincarnated s/o?? Like their s/o died in the past long ago in a war or something but got reincarnated again, the s/o doesn't remember them right away, thank you so much in advance ❤❤❤

hsr men and how they react to reuniting with reincarnated! s/o!

cw death, ooc? gn! reader, more in depth abt blade’s lore so i hope its correct !! been looking into it. kinda angst —> comfort.

sorry for the wait!! been busy but hope u like it:3

characters: dan heng, blade, jing yuan

dan heng

up to this day, he remembers the promises you both made, what you liked, disliked and everything about you. although reminiscing does not hurt him like it used to, it still makes him long for your presence.

the type to get dreams of you and when you tell him in his dreams that you will most certainly meet again, he is patient enough to wait. maybe it was foolish to rely on dreams but his desire to meet you and love you again is immeasurable.

time passed by and dan heng was still waiting, wearing the bracelet you always wore. he would always fiddle on it when he is worried. maybe he should stop waiting? but what if you appear when you stop waiting?

when himeko and welt came back from an expedition, they brought in a new member of the astral express. their name happened to be (name) and they happen to have similar features to the one dan heng has always remembered.

dan heng’s eyes widened as he realized his dreams were correct. you were correct. he continued to stare at you while doing your introduction. you looked ethereal, you looked timeless as if youve never aged the last time hes seen you and it was like youve always been alive.

you caught up on his staring after you introduced yourself to the astral express and vice versa. you somehow cant put a finger on why he does look familiar but you felt at ease just being with him.

“um… dan heng correct? we have the same bracelet, can i ask where did you get it from? also do i know you?”

“i got this from someone who i used to know and their name was also (name). they made it for me.”

blade

after sacrificing himself to become a blade, his memory of you was not the best however he still felt the same intensity of emotions he held whenever he remembers your name. he doesnt know if its a blessing or a curse.

despite being blade, some parts of him is still ren. and ren has intense feelings for you. blade for some reason remembers the last argument you both had before you died. you were concerned about him possessing and delving into more power which lead to him being defensive and arguing with you.

as much as blade likes remembering you, your touch, your love and you in general, he cant help but harbour some guilt and sadness. he’d prefer if he left your name alone in peace. even though he wants to get to know you again and apologize, what was the point if you were dead. if your lives werent meant to meet each other again in any universe? it would be best if he just forgets about you.

fast forward and his bad luck struck him or this is probably in elios’ script but he was now arrested by the cloud knights of xianzhou alliance. it wasnt much of big of a deal to be honest but while in his cell, one of the cloud knights didnt have a helmet on, guarding his room.

he caught a glimpse of your face and this unlocks a lot of his memories as ren. how… timely, ironic it was to be held captive by your own reincarnation. its as if the heavens really planned it from the start.

you felt him staring at your face and which you snarled asking if theres something wrong. he just continously stared and smirked. you couldnt shake a feeling of familiarity with blade but aeons its an unbearable feeling but why would you say this to the general or other cloud knights… they might just interrogate you.

“you know if youre not going to answer my question well so be it. i know ive seen you in my dreams. i know we’ve met before. i know you know me from somewhere. but who are you?”

“you are bold as ever… but you should maybe figure out things on your own? its no fun giving you all the answers is it not? my new appearance is a clue, i’ll give you that.”

jing yuan

you knew jing yuan as your sparring mate whenever he was under jingliu and you under a different master. you both trained to becoming the strongest and maybe compete for the highest title of the alliance.

you sparred almost everyday with him. he enjoyed every moment he has with you. whether it was going for walks or eating food with you, it is a cherishable moment for him and you too. as you both grew into your teen years, you both happened to confess at the same time and became official.

unfortunately, your death caught up with you quickly. jing yuan was still quite young to experience grief but it didnt hinder him to train the hardest. jingliu wasnt in particular fond of you in the first place since you were distacting him.

without letting his master know, jing yuan would write letters to you everyday about what hes doing and how much he loves you. wherever you are he knows you both are in the same world or universe one way or another. he keeps most of your possessions because he believes it is his goodluck charm.

when he became general, he still wrote letters to you and even ask some of his servants to make a mini statue of your weapon to be displayed, in exchange for great amounts of money. he deeply misses you and he knows he carries a great amount of responsibility now that he is a leader. he secretly prays he gets to meet you again, even for one last time.

one faithful morning, he stumbled across a familiar face while shopping miscellaneous stuff for his cute mimi because he accidentally bumped into you pretty hard.

“ouch! be mindful of where you’re…. i-i apologize! i didnt mean to.”

“oh its alright it is actually my fault, i apologize. sorry to ask you this question but is your name (name)?”

“yes it is… why do you ask?

… on second thought i think you look familiar asides from the fact youre the general, i feel like i’ve known you before.”

[nochukoo97]

R u Mine?

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: It hurts so bad seeing your best friend, who you have been madly in love with, with another girl. You secretly wish he would have never met his current girlfriend. It pained you to watch them interact right in front of your eyes. But what if things took a turn? What if you actually had a chance with him?

Word count: 3k+

Warnings: best friends to lovers, but theres a lot of angst at the start 🥲, JK drives a motorcycle hehehehehhe, a little bit of suggestive themes but nth huge 😊

a/n: hii i finally had the motivation to write this fic!! i wish i had this jungkook in my life 🥲 also, don’t be a silent reader and do comment and give feedback on this fic please :) i think i might write some drabbles and a bit more elaboration on this couple if the fic does well, then i’ll make it a series bc i LOVE. motorcycle jk. HAHHA

To say you hated Jungkook’s girlfriend was an understatement.

When Jungkook had introduced Eunmi to you, your heart shattered into a million pieces, yet you had to force a smile onto your face and act as if you were happy for your best friend.

It was hard, you didn’t know if you were being a shit best friend to Jungkook for secretly wishing that the love of his life, quoted by him, would secretly disappear, but at the same time it was so fucking hard to push down those feelings you’ve had for him for years.

There were so many instances, the little actions Jungkook did specially for you, that convinced you that you had a chance with him. You were always too scared to approach him and confess, but now you’re happy you did not. You would rather not get rejected by Jungkook and risk ruining your relationship with him.

Yet it was so painful to watch Jungkook smile lovingly at his girlfriend as she clung to his tattooed arm. It was so painful to watch Jungkook kiss her and giggle with her. It was so painful to watch Jungkook do the things you had envisioned him doing with you once you had gained the courage to confess to him.

Everytime Jungkook had brought Eunmi to a gathering, you couldn’t help but watch in jealousy, in envy of her. You couldn’t bring yourself to push away your feelings for him, it was too much. Eunmi was never a bad person, she was sweet and charming, but sometimes you wished she wasn’t. Sometimes you secretly wished your best friend had not fallen for her, but for you instead.

You hate being the “girl best friend”. In that vision, you never stood a chance with Jungkook. In that vision, he may cut you off for the sake of the love of his life. Yet you feel so fucking guilty for seeming so selfish, wanting the boy to yourself, not truly supporting his relationship, but more of just doing it for the sake of his happiness.

You sigh as you chug down another shot of Soju, watching Jungkook giggle with Eunmi at the couch opposite you. Jimin had organized another party in his big house for the third time this week, the third time this week you watched your best friend and his girlfriend flirt and break your heart further.

“What’s with the glum look?” Jimin slots himself next to you on the couch, attempting to look where you had been staring. “Nothing, just a little tired.” You brush him off again, for the millionth time, and even though you knew he clearly knew you were lying to him by saying you were okay, you were too embarrassed to tell anyone about your selfish desires.

Jimin only sighs as you reject his attempt to console you again, yet he already has a slight idea of what’s bothering you.

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It’s been two weeks since Jimin’s party and you have been cooping yourself up at home, not leaving the house and looking like a wreck. Jimin had tried to ask you to meet him to go shopping, but you brushed him off again, giving a lame excuse of how you're busy with work.

You feel bad for brushing everyone off, especially after your other friends gave you a dejected look as you rejected their offer to hang out for the tenth time. Yet you’ve allowed yourself to fall into this depressive slump, as if your whole world is miserable right now. Maybe it actually is.

It's also been two weeks since you last talked to your best friend. You weren’t even sure if you could consider Jungkook as your best friend anymore, considering you went from texting everyday and calling each other to now barely communicating ever since he and Eunmi started dating. At least he is happy, you try to convince yourself.

You sigh and lean back on your couch, but your phone buzzes and the screen lights up, showing the caller ID. It’s Jimin. You sigh, assuming that he was going to try to get you out of the house again.

“Hello?” you mumble, getting ready to reject the poor boy’s offer again.

“___ I need your help desperately. I don’t know what else to do,” Jimin literally pleads with you over the phone.

You sit up, worry casted over your face wondering what on earth happened to him.

“What happened to you? Are you okay?” You start to ramble, worried for your good friend and cursing at yourself in your mind for rejecting his offers so many times.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. This isn’t about me. It’s about Jungkook.” Jimin tells you.

“Oh,” That’s all that comes out of your mouth

Your heart wrenches as Jungkook and Eunmi clouds your mind again, but not before Jimin starts talking, catching you out of your daze.

“Anyways, he’s really wrecked, he won’t accept help from any of us and I think you’re the only hope left. Before you ask what happened, I’ll let Jungkook explain to you, it’s not my place to say this.” Jimin says, ending the phone call after he gets confirmation that you would be going over to Jungkook’s.

You don’t know what to feel right now. Confused is the best that can explain your feelings at the moment, having no clue why Jungkook was wrecked and why can’t his pretty little girlfriend can’t come to his rescue.

Okay, maybe you’re being a little too mean.

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You quickly stop by the nearby convenience store near Jungkook’s apartment, you naturally head towards the ice cream freezer, grabbing one chocolate and one strawberry ice cream from it.

Before you can stop it, the memories of you and Jungkook sitting on the sidewalk and eating these exact same ice creams from the exact same convenience store breaks your heart again. You would do anything to relive that moment without knowing what the future held.

You quickly shake your head, not wanting to delve deeper on those memories when Jungkook was in trouble, or you assumed, having zero knowledge on what was happening.

You knock on Jungkook’s apartment door when you get out of the lift, and a voice grumbles from inside, “Leave me the fuck alone Tae, I told you I’m fine.” You don’t recognise the hoarse and rough voice at first, but you furrow your eyebrows in worry as to why Jungkook was in such a state.

“It’s me, not Tae,” You softly speak through the door. “I can go if you want to be left alone, but just wanted to check in on you,” You end your sentence, prepared to go back down the lift and back home. You’re pretty sure Eunmi can come over and console her boyfriend instead of you.

You then feel bad for those bitter thoughts when you see the door open.

There stood Jungkook, dark circles under his eyes, hair in a mess, and the apartment behind him messy.

“___?” His voice questions, even though it sounds hoarse, he says it so softly that your eyes soften at his appearance.

The boy makes way for you into his apartment, rambling on about how embarrassingly messy it was, apologising to you.

“Jungkook, the state of your apartment is the last thing I’m worried about right now.” You start off as you sit down on the couch next to him, his body limp as he stares at the ceiling, eyes blank.

“What happened?” You question after a moment of silence, reaching into the plastic bag to fish out the chocolate ice cream you know he loves. Or you hoped he still did, or maybe his girlfriend introduced him to a new flavour and—

To your surprise, Jungkook retrieves the ice cream from your hand and breaks into a smile. You're shocked, seeing the old Jungkook you know flash for a second in front of your eyes. He whispers a soft “thank you” as he sighs, you can tell he’s preparing to tell you something big.

Before he can start, you can’t help but question him, “Also, why isn’t your girlfriend here? Shouldn’t she be comforting you right now when you’re in this state?” Jungkook’s eyes flash with sadness at your question, he chuckles bitterly as he begins to explain.

“Jungkook I am so so sorry, you don’t deserve that at all,” You pet his hair as the poor boy sobs into your embrace. That bitch. You never knew that innocent and charming girl had the audacity to cheat on your best friend like that. Jungkook’s expression broke your heart when he started to ramble about all the horrible shit she did. He couldn’t even finish his ice cream, putting the cup down before more tears dripped into the cup.

“Thanks for being here ___, I’m serious,” Jungkook mumbles into your shoulder, “The other guys suck at consoling me,” He laughs a little, and you smile knowing that at least he could laugh about something now.

Knowing that Jungkook was ready to move on, as he told you, you knew he was not the type to dwell on the negative things in life. If anything did not go his way, he would simply move past it, emerging stronger as ever.

You were so ready to support him at this time, wanting nothing but the best for Jungkook.

Yet you felt so guilty, because a part of you was rejoicing about his break up.

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Fast forward to a month later, you thank the heavens that Jungkook is back to his normal self, but you're being extremely careful with your feelings.

Jungkook not only returned back to his normal self, but he was unknowingly, or knowingly, playing with your feelings. He often did things that made you feel funny in your stomach, or made your ears and cheeks turn red. You want to think that he was unknowingly doing such things, but the smirk on his face every time he coaxed a reaction out of you said otherwise.

“Girl, I’m telling you, he wants you for real! Look at all the stuff he’s doing,” For the millionth time, Yeji is trying to convince you that Jeon Jungkook is in love with you. You refuse to believe her, afraid to get your heart shattered for the hundred-millionth-billionth time.

You groan at her attempt to convince you. “Yeji, let’s talk about you and your boyfriend, isn’t that a much more interesting topic?” You try to distract her, but guess what?

Perfect time Jungkook, perfect time to call you at this moment.

Yeji spots the contact name, “JK🐰” light up on your phone.

“Your lover is calling you~” Yeji wiggles her eyebrows, taunting you as you roll your eyes, picking up the phone.

“Whatcha doin’?” The voice sounds over the phone, you can tell Jungkook’s smiling as he speaks.

You try to hold in a smile but you can’t seem to control your facial movements at the moment. Yeji smirks as she sees your expression but you quickly frown at her.

“I’m out with Yeji for lunch right now, why?” You ask him, smiling softly.

“Can I pick you up when you're done? I’ve got a surprise for you~” Jungkook’s honey voice rings through the phone as you laugh, imagining his expression at the moment.

“Okay sure, I’ll be done in about an hour, I’ll send you my location then,” You laugh as you reply, Yeji is excitedly staring at you as you end the call.

“Oh my gosh tell me what he said, tell me now!” She demands as she shakes your arm, you sigh at her behaviour.

“Chill, he just told me he had a surprise for me and wanted to pick me up, that’s all,” You say, but what you say doesn’t translate to how you feel. Your heart thumps loudly in your chest as you hold back a smile, but Yeji doesn’t need to know that.

Yeji continues to babble on about Jeon Jungkook the whole time you and her walked around the mall, you choose to put up with it, too excited about the said boy who was picking you up soon.

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You and Yeji wait at the mall’s pick up point, you look out for Jungkook’s black Mercedes, but you don’t see it anywhere.

Suddenly, a Harley Davidson swerves into the pick up point, and both you and Yeji gasp when you see who is under the helmet.

Jeon Fucking Jungkook.

And he has a proud grin wiped across his face.

“You’re crazy!” You run up to him as you slap his arm, he winces dramatically at the impact but you know he’s simply playing with you.

“What? Don’t like it?” Jungkook cocks an eyebrow at you

“It looks hot but there’s no way I’m riding this thing all the way home.” You stand your ground, “There’s no seatbelt! I swear the moment you go past a certain speed I’ll be flying off!” You slightly whine as Jungkook looks at you in amusement.

He also mumbles a “cute” under his breath, but you don’t catch it.

“If you hold on to me tight I won’t let you fall off, I promise sweetheart,” He laughs as he winks at you, your ears now turning a deep red at the sudden pet name.

You can only tsk at him as you shoo Yeji away, half forgetting that she was still standing there cooing at the interaction between the two of you.

After saying your goodbyes to Yeji, you turn around back to Jungkook, who’s currently holding out a helmet for you.

And when you attempt to take the helmet to put it on, Jungkook moves it away from your grabbing hands.

“Ah-ah let me do it,” He says, placing the helmet over your head after swiping your hair out of your face.

Your heart is pounding so loudly in your chest you’re slightly afraid Jungkook can hear your organ that is currently about to explode.

To make matters worse, when he puts on a windbreaker on you that is way too big, he zips up the zipper for you and taps your chin affectionately.

He’s playing with your feelings too much.

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When you finally reach your apartment, you hurriedly get off the vehicle which you now are terrified of, considering Jungkook had teased you by suddenly increasing the speed of the motorcycle.

But you also don’t miss how he immediately grabs onto your arm to support you as you climb off his bike.

Jungkook doesn’t know how much he affects you, that’s for sure.

He takes off the windbreaker and helmet for you of course, nearly sending your poor heart into a heart attack by how fast it was beating.

You and Jungkook enter your apartment, and you plop yourself on the couch, tired out from spending the whole morning with your friend shopping and eating and dealing with her nonsense from babbling about you and Jungkook non stop.

“Are you that tired from being so scared on my bike?” Jungkook taunts you as he smirks at your form.

“No, and I’m never riding with you again, that was terrifying!” You whine as Jungkook raises his eyebrow at you in amusement.

He now shifts to tower over you, standing at where you feet are from sitting on the couch.

“You seemed to enjoy holding onto me though,” Jungkook slowly approaches you, accessing the situation to see if you were on the same page as him.

You choke on your saliva at his sudden statement, cheeks turning horribly red.

To make matters worse, Jungkook leans down, his lips grazing your ears as he whispers, “Wouldn’t you like me to hold you too? Like this?”

And before you know it, Jungkook manhandles you into his lap.

What

The

Fuck.

You don’t bother saying anything at this point, all that would have come out of your mouth would be stutters anyways.

There's this sudden burst of courage coming from you, you lean down and connect your lips with his, feeling the cold metal of his lip piercing touch your lips.

And reality hits you the moment you do so, but before you can pull away, Jungkook grabs your arms and wraps them around his neck, pulling you back to kiss him again.

He prods his tongue into your mouth as you let him, now. your panting into the kiss as he makes out with you.

You can feel Jungkook smirk against your lips as you let out a whimper and a gasp when he presses your hips down onto his lap.

And for the rest of the night Jungkook and you are all over each other, you both exhausted after how hard you two were going, but you slept comfortably in each other’s embrace.

You would definitely have some explaining to do to a lot of your friends, especially Yeji…

—————————————————————-

When everyone found out about the new relationship, chaos broke out. Yeji was frantically cooing and proclaiming how she knew it, and the rest of Jungkook's friends could not get both of your names out of their mouths.

But Jungkook proudly showed you off wherever he went, he had set a picture of you and him on a picnic date as his wallpaper, and his whole instagram page was filled with pictures of you.

In the end, both of you realised that your feelings towards each other were strong and genuine, Jungkook often teased you for not confessing your feelings earlier, but you would joke back about it too, now unaffected by the past.

Your boyfriend was the sweetest ever, Jungkook always made it a point to send you everywhere, to buy you flowers, and to shower you with affection.

After a year of dating, Jungkook had asked you to move into his apartment, and to say you cried was an understatement. The poor boy thought you burst into tears out of negative feelings, but when you hugged him ever so tightly and chanting “yes”s into his chest as you soaked his hoodie with tears, Jungkook couldn’t have been more happy.

[fuxuannie]

Darling.

I saw you write for hsr and that you're requests are open

I was thinking blade X reader general hcs???

Please I'm begging on my knees do more blade content(⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠)

* pairing : blade x gender neutral reader

* prompt : request ♡

* authors note : deep dark confession, i actually have no idea what blades personality is like n i have like a version of him made up in my head so pls if hes ooc, tell me about how he is like canonically WAHHH. (i also experimented a little with this style of writing! if you're into it, let me know!)

* brief warning : lmao its so funny that i always have this with blade.. blade is blade yes yes _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):_

ּ ִֶָ ࣪✦ Where in BLADE seems so incredibly enamored and entertained by the General. (even if they planned to kill him, hes kinda into that though ngl)

— he likes to annoy you, you know damn well his presence alone gets you riled up. and honestly he finds it really cute lol

— even when he was already an escaping criminal, you knew that the knocks on your window late at night couldn't have been anyone else.

— "it's me again~" "get out."

— however, knowing you are the one reason he stays in luofu.. you tolerate it. you don't understand why hes so obsessed with you but if it meant keeping a criminal in control, you'll do it for your people.

— whenever he visits, its usually just one sided small talk as you're staring at him in your nightwear and sighing.

— "are you done?" "nope."

— eventually you start talking to him, cause if you can't rest might aswell do something in your restless hours.

— with each visit, you found yourself slowly opening up more and more. and he was also, quite literally getting closer to you. from only sitting on your window, to a chair, then sitting on the edge of your bed.

— you were honestly unsure on how to feel about this, because you knew the capabilities he was hiding behind that smirk. that really handsome smirk- wait what

— at some point, you were in insane denial of your feelings and wanted them gone. and so, one night you staged the ambush for when he'll visit.

— its seemingly going according to plan. the guards notice his presence within the darkness, but just as you expect him to get caught, he walks through your window at the exact time as yesterday, and the day before, and all the days before that.

— "i'm starting to think.. our fun is reaching its end." he'll say, leaning slightly out your window and looking at the groaning guards that were scattered all over the grounds of your home. each and every one were knocked out cold.

— you're trying to calm your racing heartbeat as he walks towards you, whether its fear or uh.. something else is IRRELEVANT!! he's towering over you, and you can barely utter a word out of yourself, you don't even notice that you began walking backwards, until your back meets a wall and you gasp. he slams one arm against the wall to trap you between him, a smirk on his face the entire time.

— "haaaahhh.. dontkillme." you say with a fearful tone, as he stops right infront of you and looms over you quietly. you're looking off to your right, and your heartbeat goes even faster at the sensation of his thumb finding itself on your chin, and his index finger right below your lips.

— he slowly makes you look at him, with how much time he was taking, it was almost teasingly. and the way he looked at you could've caused a HEART ATTACK. it was so full of want, like you were the most desired jewel across the galaxy, and he had you right in his fingers.

— he leans down, and you immediately stop breathing, he's so close that it's kinda scary but you're into it?? just as he's about to make contact with your lips, he chuckles to himself, pulls away and straightens himself once again. "you wanted me to kiss you, really?"

— you don't answer, but that alone speaks volumes. theres sound of chatter outside, mostly the yelling of guards, which makes blade click his tongue in annoyance.

— you're still kinda against the wall and trapped within his arms and his hand still holds onto your chin, so he pulls you surprisingly softly into a kiss, before breaking it and planting another to your forehead.

— "i hope to see you, and this time, maybe don't plan the death wishes of your guards." he says, bidding his farewell as he approaches your window. he salutes to you, blows you a kiss and disappeared into the night.

— almost as if it were staged, your guards burst into the room and immediately rush around and towards you in a defensive position, but you're not harmed nor seen with a trace of injuries or scratches across your body.

— "general? are you alright?" one of them asked, seeing you place your hands on your cheeks as clear disbelief was shining in your eyes. "i-i fear that the stelleron hunters may be here for far longer, i'll update you all if anything else happens. please leave my room, i'd like to be alone.

— once the figurative mist cleared, you walk towards your window and feel the cold breeze of midnight within your fingertips. you pull the frame to close it, before a small note falls through the cracks just as it shuts.

— it reads; "don't forget to not lock your windows.'

[yuckso]

Wrathia's Plan, the book foreshadowing the goals of each demon

This theory is about how each page of the specific demon actually foreshadows what they desire from each of their pact

First we see wrathia's page

The page next to her shows titan being stabbed or destroyed by what appears to be her magic, we know Wrathia's goal in the pact is to kill titan, and the page shows that.

We also know Tuls goal is to desire Ranancule, and Tylo's goal is to see her children being freed . And each of their pages show it:

From these images, the pages is potentially telling us what each of the demons desire. This could also potentially mean Renancule might also desire to meet again with Tuls ^^

So lets us see the rest of the pages of the demons that we know of, that could potentially be their goals in each pact:

In Nevy's case, first her desire was to recover her memory and be aware of what she is but since she has recovered a considerable amount of her memory. From the page she could potentially desire of what appears to be her and her people reuniting, or somewhat another demon that is part of kingdom.

For Pedri, he seems to desire of what looks like to be the egg that him and Wrathia hid away from titan. We see some sort of chains signifying the egg is locked away in some sort of place. Or it could be some jail like place with a circular door, that he desires to go into.

Now lets us look into the other demons that could potentially be their pages in the book based on their desire:

Alexa and her demon's goal is to find "someone" considering her demon has this "cloud" like theme, I speculate this page could be hers not only does it have those clouds theres also another demon next to her that could potentially be the demon she is desiring to find.

Next we have Aurora's demon which Aurora stated that "I was trying to find someone for him" and the page shows another demon that could potentially be what Aurora"s demon is trying to find. Now each of these speculations is just based on their appearances and desires there are actually others pages in the book about other demons desiring to find their partners too. But i picked these among all of them becuase they look the most accurate.

Last we have Tratar's demon:

I cant post the other pictures(due to the 10 images limit but ill post the full ver in my account again) but in terms of appearance that tratar"s demon only having one eye and the hairstyle. This could potentially be his demon desiring of what it seems to be a city or land that the demon is from.

Thats it for this theory, if this is legit then we can speculate the desires of the future demons we would see soon. Hope you enjoyed reading!

[mustainegf]

Hiiiii

Can you write a smut about 80s james x fem!reader friends to lovers ?

❤️

I went a little crazy with this one cuz It’s just so cute

!! THERES SOME BUILDUP !!

Sunsets

James Hetfield

The warm breeze tickled at my nose. The soft orange hues of the setting sun painting whimsy onto our two faces. Myself, and James. My best friend.

We were laying side by side in an empty field just outside our neighborhood, we came here all the time.

We'd been close since we were young. He was always there for me when no one else would be.

But I never viewed him as more than a friend. At least until recently.

Something about the way the sun lit up his gorgeous blue eyes, the same eyes I'd been losing myself for years.

I Looked over at him, a small smile on my face. He didn't notice it though. Instead, he stared out into the orangey skies. A contemplative look on his face. He hadn't said much tonight.

Just a few words here and there. I wasn't sure what had happened, but something did. "James," I said softly.

He turned around, his bright blue eyes sparkling in the glow of the setting sun. "Hm?" He paused, not meeting my gaze.

"What's wrong?" His gaze snapped back up to mine, the first hint of fear slipping into his eyes.

"Nothing. It's nothing." He shook his head slightly and turned away from me, not looking at me again.

He was lying.

I knew that look. Iknew how his shoulders hunched up in that way when he was scared. He was hiding something from me. And that scared me.

"James, what's wrong?" I asked again. He turned back to me, his eyes glistening with tears. "I'm afraid." He whispered. "Afraid of what? What are you afraid of?" I asked, my voice soft and gentle.

I nudged closer, our shoulders pressed together now. He still wasn't saying anything. "Jamie?" I asked softly. James hated when anybody called him that, but he always let it slide with me.

"I'm afraid..." he trailed off. He turned his head over to watch me, searching for something in my eyes.

But instead, he found me staring at him. There were so many emotions flickering through those beautiful blue eyes. They danced around like sparks flying through the air. He could never hide them from me.

"I'm afraid that I might kiss you right now," his words hung quietly in the warm air of the summer evening. He what? I felt my heart stop.

No. It couldn't be. This was just his mind playing games with me. I scoffed. "You wouldn't dare." I smirked and looked down. I thought he'd just make some dumb joke and go along with me. But he didn't.

"I'm serious.' He said blankly, his eyes solemn.

"Look, I'm sorry, I knew I shouldn't have said anything. It's dumb." James sat up hastily, avoiding my gaze.

My movements were fueled purely by desire in these moments. Before James could stand to leave, my hand found his cheek.

It came as a shock to us both. "Don't leave yet," I whispered. He seemed unsure if he should stay or leave. After a long minute of silence, I spoke. "Kiss me," I whispered. I wanted this. I wanted him.

His wispy long blonde hair blew slightly in the summer breeze, his eyes reflecting a tinge of hesitation. But it didn't last long.

In a quick motion, he leaned forward and our lips met. I let out a shaky breath as our lips met. It felt so right. I always thought kissing my best friend would be weird, but this was the opposite. He held the kiss for a few moments, before he pulled back.

He had an unsure look on his face. I couldn't breathe. I had never felt more alive than in that moment.

"Jamie.." I muttered before pushing my lips back onto his. He seemed more confident now, his hands finding the sides of my face in a passion only we shared.

James was the first to pull away after a few seconds, his lips plastered with a grin.

"We shoulda done that a lot sooner." He smirked. "I know." We laid there, smiling stupidly at each other.

I laid my head back down on his shoulder and sighed, his arm still wrapped around my waist. I knew he had been waiting to do that for a while, but I had no idea he was thinking about it as much as I was.

I laid in James' familiar bed, taking in the scent. It wasn’t the first time I’d been in his bed, but it’d be the first time he’d really join me in it.

Every time I’d spend the night, he would opt out to sleep on the floor and let me have the bed, but with our newfound confessions, that had changed.

I stared at James who was across the room, pulling his shirt off. He was left in his boxers and loose sweatpants.

I knew he didn’t sleep in his sweats, but I could tell he was keeping them on in respect to me. After all, I’d only kissed him for the first time only a few hours ago.

Still lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t realized he was hovering beside me, his eyes spilling into mine.

“Hey you,” I giggled, pulling him down to a kiss.

I couldn’t stop thinking about his half exposed body this close to me. I couldn’t help but let my thoughts get increasingly lustful by the second.

I hummed softly into his touch, grazing my fingertips over the warmth of his cheek. Though James didn't break away, even as he climbed into bed, he kept our lips locked.

He had an unsure look on his face. I couldn't breathe. Ihad never felt more alive than in that moment.

In a quick motion, he leaned forward and our lips met. I let out a shaky breath as our lips met. It felt so right. I always thought kissing my best friend would be weird, but this was the opposite. He held the kiss for a few moments, before he pulled back.

Our little makeout session lasted longer than initially intended, our breathing becoming faster and our lips fighting for each other.

James snaked his arm around my, pulling my body to press against his chest. I don't think he meant to, but his distinct bulge brushed my upper thigh.

James quickly pulled away, maybe he had noticed.

"Are you sure you wanna go this far?" He asked under his breath.

I could hardly form a thought, all I could do was nod.

"I want it with you," I whispered.

His eyes searched mine, he looked nervous, I knew I looked the same. "Me too," he said softly, kissing me again. This time, he took the lead, and he was gentle.

Our bodies tangled together, until I laid flat on my back, his weight pressing against me. He trailed his fingers along my jawline, bringing me back to reality. "Your mom isn't home tonight, right?" I asked again, paranoid that we may get caught.

"I already told you, both my parents are gone for the next few days" he laughed softly, his slender hand exploring the curve of my waist.

It felt different to have someone touch me like this, especially him, but I liked it. "Mm..." I sighed softly.

James hooked his thumbs around the bottom of my thin white tank, rolling it up slowly. "Is this okay?" He checked gently.

I nodded, unable to speak. He smiled and leaned down, kissing my neck softly. "James..." I whispered, my fingers running through his long blonde hair. "Shh... it's okay." He murmured against my skin. I nodded, my eyes widening as he lifted the shirt over my head. "I've always wanted to see you like this," he whispered softly, his hands cupping my chest.

My mouth went dry, he lowered himself, kissing every inch of my torso. He pushed my bra strap down my shoulder, kissing every inch of my collarbone. "So beautiful."

I shivered at his words, my breath hitched. He made quick work of my bra, dropping it on the floor. I felt exposed, but I wasn't scared, because I trusted him.

He pushed my shirt down the rest of the way, kissing my stomach, then lower, kissing my hips.

He slowly pushed my pants off, staring at me intently. I gulped hard, my cheeks heating. "Are you okay?"

I glanced up at him. "Yeah," I whispered, still a bit nervous. "James?" I asked, I hadn't realized I'd said it until he was responding.

"Have you done this before?" I asked hesitantly, not wanting to look weak.

James stared into my eyes, a continuous gaze of trust. "Um, no, I haven't," he sounded a little embarrassed. "Have you?"

I shook my head, causing him to smile faintly. His lips quickly found my neck, softly kissing the tender skin. "Then we'll go slow together," he muttered.

"Wait." I breathed out, trying to gather my thoughts. "What about protection?" I asked. He hesitated, his lips pursing together. "Shit." He shook his head. "Hold on," he said quickly, hopping up from out of bed and disappearing upstairs.

I was left alone in his bed, only in my panties. I couldn't believe we were really doing this. I Liked it.

"My brother had some in his nightstand," James giggled stupidly, getting back into bed with me.

He pressed his lips against mine and I forgot what I was thinking about. I couldn't help but wriggle my panties down my hips, dragging them dramatically down my thighs.

James swallowed as I exposed myself, his cheeks heating up.

"Yours next," I purred. I wasn't entirely sure where my newfound confidence had come from. He smirked and slowly stripped out of his clothes, tossing them to the floor. He crawled onto the bed and my breath caught in my throat. He was cut, his skin flawless, his cock thicker than I expected.

He sighed, giving it a few strokes before leaning to grab the condom from his nightstand.

He opened the foil and rolled the rubber over his length. He hovered over me, waiting for me to lift my legs. The first brush of his tip against me sent sparks flying across my nerves. I gasped, arching my back.

He leaned down, steadying himself. Our faces were inches from each other, our eyes locked in understanding. "Be gentle, Jamie," I whispered.

"Always." he mumbled, his hand reaching down to tease his cock at my entrance.

"Ready?" His breathing was all over the place.

"Yes." I panted, my body shaking slightly. He positioned himself at my entrance, pausing when he got to the tip, his thumb brushing my clit. He slowly slid inside, sending me straight to paradise.

My nails dug into his shoulders and his lips devoured mine, taking my pain away. "Are you okay?" He asked, his movements stilling.

I nodded, unable to say anything, my voice too choked up. Slowly, he started moving again, it was overwhelming. I whimpered, my nails scratching his shoulder blades.

"James!" I cried out, obsessing over the feeling of him inside of me. James growled, his head resting at my shoulder as he focused on his pumping.

I didn't think something could feel this good. "J-Jamie, please..." I begged.

His eyes connected with mine, he slowly picked up the pace. "God, you feel good.." he groaned. I gripped his shoulders, my fingers digging into his flesh. "Don't stop!" I moaned, my voice low and throaty.

James seemed to be coming apart, more moans falling from his desperate mouth.

"So good for me, yeah?" He grunted, pulling us together till we were in a tight embrace.

He kissed me frantically, trying to swallow every sound. He pumped into me, making sweet love.

"Yes! Yes!" I screamed as he brought me closer to climax.

Only a second later, I fell over the edge, my vision going blurry. He came right after me, both of us groaning as loud as we could in the empty house.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm cumming.." James pleaded, his hips twitching as he came. I could feel the condom fill with warmth, James' breath slowing.

We both laid there in silence, neither of us wanting to move, even though we knew we should clean ourselves up. "You did good," James chuckled, smacking my hip playfully. "Oh shut up, Hetfield," I shut my eyes with a smile, feeling as he slipped out of my dripping hole.

We both sat in the comfortable quiet for a moment, relishing the afterglow of our sex.

"That was perfect," I exhaled, my head leaning over to watch James who now laid beside me.

He pushed his long hair out his face. He looked far more than satisfied.

"Yeah, it was. It was." I don't know how long we sat there like that. But that didn't matter. I knew there would be more nights like this to come. "Come on pretty, let's clean up," James groaned, sitting up as his pulled off the condom.

My cheeks went hot at his pet name, making my stomach flutter. Everything about this felt right.

[tomboyyyaoi]

my tristamp take is that none of the group are close enough to really be called friends

roberto and meryl were colleagues who obviously had work banter and cared about eachother but ultimately didnt really Know eachother since we know by the beginning of the story they were only recently partnered

vash is literally the subject of their investigation whos also just hitching a ride east from them, also for vash he treats everybody with equal kindness, theyr as much his friends as rosa is, hes a century.5 old wanderer who deliberately keeps his distance + explicitly says theres "no way" roberto and meryl are his friends and sure its hard to tell when vash is being genuine bc of all of his deliberate emotional repression we can still take this as an insight that he was ready and willing to emotionally disconnect himself from them at the drop of a hat

and wolfwood is a funny case bc the audience catches their clear similarities and immediate Understanding in eachother but fails to see that these are 2 emotionally repressed men who Just Met and are just.. making eyes and assumptions but not really saying much, ofc wolfwood knows more than he lets on from his job but Knowing About A Guy and then making eyes and having an uncomfortable arms length dynamic with him bc u worry that He Knows about u too can hardly be described as being friends or even close.

by this point theyr people who have drifted by eachother, people who have crossed paths and were kind to eachother, theyr acquaintances who if u asked one about the other theyd go "yeah, wow, wonder what theyr up to, that was a weird 3 months" like theyr 4 strangers who trauma bonded at best but i like it that way

but ofc they all made an impact on eachother, we know meryl wont be able to let her old objective go bc she keeps going back to the julai pit, we know shes too invested in vash's mysterious life to let that go, we know wolfwoods only there for the shady organisation hiring him as a spy/guide but vash made an impact on him by piercing past his exterior by sheer experience in life and just Knowing and it freaked him out but he liked being seen for the time being, we know meryl and wolfwood cared about eachother bc of their teasing dynamic and similar (clashing) personalities and the way, out of everything, wolfwood went back into julai to save meryl, we dont know what happened after that but id like to think they stuck by eachother for a bit.

Roberto Fucking Died.

vash is the only one i can say would be content with never seeing them again, i want to think he misses them and thinks about them a lot bc muh ships but i Know for him they were a blip on the radar of "people who were kind to me" like everyone else. maybe theyr a bit more than that, maybe the thought of them lingers when he cant sleep or when hes showering, why did meryls voice break thru to him so much? why didnt she run away? why does he resonate with wolfwood so much? why is someone so kind with an organisation like the eye? what do they think after finding out the truth? are they even still alive? i think he lingers on them but he has no desire to track them, if they meet again it would be a nice example of fate or good luck but hes not going out of his way, he cant do connections, he cant get attatched.

theyr all weird distant acquaintances who have complicated feelings about the other but i think theyd all like to meet again in some way or another and i find that really captivating

[pruneunfair]

What I would change about these manhwas

Matthias is the antagonist as he should be

Instead of a toxic romance story, it would be a story of survival in an abusive relationship

Would tackle the darkest parts of being a mistress to a rich man as a commoner

Claudine wouldn't be a villain and instead another victim of Matthias who becomes Laylas ally

Kyle is the new love interest

The ending would still be very tragic but Layla will at least escape her toxic relationship with Matthias

Obviously Javier isn't going to be the love interest anymore, that will go to Lucas

Javier also won't be a slave bought by Reilynn, they will meet normally and develop a found family like relationship

Iris will be more competent as a villainess

The empire would currently under the ire of the populace and on the brink of a revolution, meaning that Reilynn can't throw money everywhere to solve her problems while acting like a smug asshole about it without consequences thereby making room for character development

Her reputation will be lowered not just for the og villainesses past but also because of her latest behavior.

Reilynns new goal to avoid being sent to the guillotine by future revolutionaries would to try and become a better person with other allys like Javier to help her become more mindful of others

Honestly not much

Just have it be more faithful to the novel

Meaning Keira doesn't need a love interest

Ragibach learns Keiras game and starts to scheme with more strategy, making her an ever growing threat that gets stronger with each defeat she learns from

Zeke gets more attention

Ariande will still have the mentality that she's not wrong but it will actually be acknowledged as a flae

Isabella keeps her high intelligence and cunning behavior in the 2nd life

Ippolotio and Lucrezia are less cartoony villains and more disturbing as people

Larriesa is more then just a yandere fiancé, she'd have a backstory explaing her desire for love and her behavior will be toned down

Arabella would live longer then she did originally

Pretty much almost everyone will be an awful person with consequences

The golden rule will actually matter and give Ariande consequences when she does something evil

Ariande will try to understand her newfound powers instead of forgetting about them until the plot needs it

The first life will be referenced more

Hestia would be called out for her behavior

Cael would no longer be a cardboard cutout

Diana isn't the villainess anymore

The story would focus less on petty revenge but on all of the characters growing as people

The idea is how our biases for our favorite characters can cause us to literally distort the truth

As such instead of constantly blaming Diana until the very end, Hestia would focus on what SHE likes instead to get her mind off of it and discovers how thrilling life is again when she let's her revenge plot go

Cael's suicide would be treated less as a plot device to prove why Diana and Helios are evil but as an actual arc that brings up the real struggles of depression and suicidal thoughts

Helga would eventually stop taking everything out on Hilianne when she realizes it's not her fault the Duchess abused her

Of course this also means Hilianne won't be the punching bag

not all of the male characters will fall in love with Helga

lower Helgas plot armour SIGNIFICANTLY

let the other side characters actually use common sense and call Helga out on some of her bullshit

The running away plot would be handled better

Include some more flashbacks on Alisas family in Edenverre and drop more lore on the siblings we knew less about

Marianne will have more screen time to properly explain how her powers work

Luminas will either not be the love interest at all and instead be a mentor fot Aishas later abilities or he could be MENTALLY Aisha age so theres no maturity gap (think of Luminas still being 2000 but he's physically and mentally a early teen like Aisha)

Aisha would actually feel guilty about the innocent people killed by her father just for being related to her assassin

Ysis and Aisha would have more realistic sibling moments (Ex: Ysis doesn't immediately believe that Aisha is a reincarnated princess of the enemy empire)

Aria will still be descended from commoners

The war between Aria and Mielle will be more equal, basically a battle of traditional villainess vs white lotus

Asher would have a life and personality outside of Aria

The maids would also be their own characters and have some dignity

Isis is actually utilized properly

[midnight-talescape]

𝒩𝑒𝑒𝒹𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒲𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 (𝒪𝓂𝑒𝑔𝒶 𝑀𝒾𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝓍 𝐵𝑒𝓉𝒶 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇)

Kinktober Day 9: Male Lactation

The inspiration is that one person who’s like they want Miguel to breastfeed them.

Very valid opinion me fucking too

The idea was like either Miguel eat a serum or Omega Miguel, and in the end I just like Omega Miguel better.

But I don’t believe in submissive Miguel and theres too many submissive omega, so instead we have a angry dominant omega and a go-with-the-flow beta.

Warning: breeding, male lactation, miguel is still a dom, ooc etc, etc you get the point not for kid

Genre: filthy filthy smut

Word Count: 2656

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Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!

This is not what he needs right now, he shouldn't be here. He should be fixing the multiverse, not curling up in his bed unable to do anything!

Miguel snarled as another wave of heat hit him and he curled up in his hastily made nest, desperately fighting the instinct inside him to mate.

As he lay there panting and his body flushing with needs and wants, he couldn't help but think of you…

He shouldn't think of you, he shouldn't want you, he shouldn't need you…

You were a beta, you can't mark him, just like he couldn't mark you…

But he wants you, he wants you so badly it hurts him. He wants you more than anything else in the multiverse.

He wants to bury his cock into your soft body, to watch you cry and beg as he fucked you stupid.

He wants to fill you to the brim with his cum, to breed you, and impregnate you with his child.

He knows he couldn't and it's scientifically impossible for an omega male to impregnate a beta female, but oh god does he want to try…

He wants to watch the cum drip down your thigh as he fills you up over and over again, to plug you up with his cock as he work, his cock in your throat as he have a meeting…

He wants to claim you as his, to make others know that you belong to him and only him.

Miguel groaned into his blanket as these thoughts swirled in his mind, he could almost smell your tantalizing scent of rain and lavender on his tongue as he lay there your image filling his head.

Wait…

He’s not imagining things, your scent is getting closer and his body froze as he heard a knock on the door…

Fuck…

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You knocked on Miguel's door, worried for his health since he hadn't been out of his room all day.

“Miguel, are you okay?”

Miguel stumbled as he got up to unlock the door for you, his face flush and his body sweating as he towered above you.

“What do you want, (Y/N)?” His voice came out harsh and raspy hiding the fact about how much he needs you,

“I came to check on you since you haven't been outside all day, are you having a fever?” you ask looking at his flushed face,

Miguel growled lowly as he heard you say that, the throbbing of his erection becoming all the more apparent.

He wants you.

He could feel himself trembling, his eyes glowing red with need, he pushed down his desire for you before turning his gaze back to you.

"It's complicated, (Y/N)," he said his voice deeper than usual, laced with unspoken lust and wants,

You placed your hand on your hip as you looked at him,

“Then tell me, Miguel.”

He watched you as you waited for him to speak. He opened to speak but he closed his mouth once again.

He knew that if he did you’d probably hate him once you found out how much he wanted you.

He cleared his throat, as he studied you.

God, how he wished he could touch you and make you his.

"It's complicated, (Y/N)," he repeated,

He wanted to tell you the truth

That he wants you so badly it's tearing him apart.

That when you walk near him his world turns upside down.

That he craves you so much it's like a drug, demanding to be fed with your presence.

That right now, what he wants more than anything in the multiverse is you, crying and begging under him as he fucked you into oblivion.

But he couldn’t…

Hearing him say that you bristled with anger, you were worried sick and here he was being the usual stubborn prick he is, walking forward you grabbed his shirt and pulled him down towards you,

“Then explain it to me, Miguel! I have been worried sick about you all day!”

As you grabbed him Miguel groaned, every touch you give him sends waves of pleasure through him. Every breath you take is a blessing, a curse, and a heartbreak in the working.

In one last desperate irrational act, Miguel pushed you against a wall, his body leaning closer to you.

His breath was hot against your face, causing a shiver to run up your spine as he said harshly,

"What if I said I’m in heat and I want you? What if I told you I didn't want to let you leave? That I want to lock you in here until you relieve my need?"

He waited.

He waited for you to push him away, to call him a sick bastard, and get the fuck out of here.

But you didn't.

Instead, you looked up at him confusion in your eyes as you said,

“Pardon?”

Miguel groaned as he repeated himself, it was too late to regret this now…

“I said, I’m in heat and I want you, that I'm borderline ready to just lock you in here till you deal with my need, you imbécil,”

Despite his harsh words, his voice was laced with desperation. Each word was a vulnerability, an offering, a plea for you to return his feelings.

"You’re an omega and you want me" you repeated trying to make sense of everything,

"Yes, (Y/N), get it through your thick head," his voice laced with anguish and desire. "I'm an Omega. And, god help me, I want you."

"No need to be rude, I'm just confused.” you said as you shook your head trying to clear your mind before rambling, “Will that even work? I can't mark you, can I even help you in your heat?" your brain flew into chaos, less concern over the fact that he's an omega and more concern on the question, can you help him?

Miguel sighed as you rambled on before pulling you into his chest and shutting you up by kissing you.

Your eyes widened at the kiss and when you guys broke apart, your eyes was still round with shock.

Looking at your face Miguel grinned before burying his face in your neck, his body shuddering and he let out a groan as he finally got close to the one thing he desired above all else.

"You don't have to help me, (Y/N)," he said, his breath warm against your neck "Just by being so close to you in my heat, it gets me off more than anything anyone could ever dream of. And that's just fucked up. It's fucked up how much I want you, (Y/N)”

His voice was rough as he said that, as he finally admitted his deepest desire to you, he wrapped his arm around you as he breathed in your scent.

You looked up at him your heart finally calming down, you took a deep breath before hugging back and saying softly,

“Be glad I want you too, be glad you are the closest thing to love I will ever feel toward anything and anyone…”

Feeling your arm wrapped around him, Miguel couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness and possession towards you

The heat that he had suppressed for the entire day erupted inside him turning him almost feral. Pulling you tightly toward him, he dragged you toward his nest and pushed you onto his bed.

His claw extended as he ripped your shirt and bra off of you, desperately kissing and biting you as he whimpered into your neck.

His voice was hoarse from suppressed tears as he whispered,

"I love you mi amor, I need you. You are the only thing that brings me any relief in this godforsaken world. You’re my weakness, and my savior, all wrapped up in an annoying bundle."

With that he pulled you into a deep kiss, desperate to feel everything you have to offer.

You moaned into the kiss as he slipped his tongue into your mouth, his tongue wrapped around yours as he explored every corner of your mouth.

Your hand desperately grabbed onto his shirt as you lost yourself in this desire.

Miguel pulled away from your lip and kissed down your neck again. Biting and licking at every inch of skin that he can get to, he wants the world to see you belong to him. He wants your skin to bloom with flowers of purple and red.

As one of his hands tangled into your hair pushing you into him, he began to rip at his clothing.

When he finally ripped his clothes off of him he begin placing kisses down the valley between your breast and before taking a hardened nipple into his mouth.

Miguel swirled his tongue around your nipple, biting it like he wanted to devour you whole, groaning as you let out a sob from pleasure. His hand slid down your bare body and he pulled your pantie to the side.

“F-fuck!” you swore and tears spiked in your eyes as you felt Miguel slip a clawed finger into your fold,

You bit down on Miguel's shoulder as his claw scraped against your wall, drawing a loud moan from him as he thrust his finger in and out of you.

“H-hurt…Mi-miguel t-this hurt…haaaaa…”

Miguel kissed your tears away as his claw continued to dig and curled inside your wall. Each of your moans and mewls seems to fuel his desire for you even more.

“I'm sorry, mi amor… it will feel better, I swear it will feel better… fuck… te necesito…por favor…”

You sobbed as your nails scrapped at Miguel's back, desperately trying to relax your body around his clawed fingers.

"Let yourself go, and just feel me. Fuck, you're incredible, mi amor…" Miguel groaned out as he bit down on your neck with his fangs,

You let out a silent scream as he bit down on you, pain and pleasure coursing through your body, and coming to a violent high as he slipped another clawed finger inside you.

Miguel let out a shuddering groan as he felt you clenched around his finger. He kissed your throat as you shuddered under him.

Part of his desire felt satisfied at the fact that he was bringing you all these sensations. That he didn't have to be an alpha to bring you these mind-numbing pleasures, to have you trembling and shaking under him.

But it wasn't enough, it will never be enough. He needs to feel more of you, he wants to hold you so tight you become part of him.

"Oh god, Miguel... please... fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! So full…," you sobbed out as you rode out another climax,

Miguel's thumb massaged your clit, as he violently thrust his fingers inside you. You threw your head back and your wall clenched tightly around Miguel's fingers as another orgasm shook your body.

Miguel moaned in response, his cock throbbing painfully as you convulsed under him. The feeling of your wall clenching around him and the sound of your desperate moan turned him on beyond belief.

He twisted his claw inside you one last time before pulling out and slamming his cock inside of you.

He groaned loudly as your body clenched around his cock, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your body stretched painfully around him.

Sweat dripped down Miguel’s forehead, your wall clenching tightly around him as he waited for you to adjust to his cock. He didn't want to hurt you, despite his mind screaming at him to fuck you into oblivion.

"Let me know if it's too much, I won't stop, but I'll try to make it bearable. God, I want you so much." Miguel panted into your ears,

You gripped his arm as you tried to calm down. Your body was in so much pain as you felt yourself being practically split open on Miguel's cock. You could practically feel him in your stomach in fact you can see your stomach bulging out showing the shape of his erection through your belly.

After a few minutes, you took a shuddering breath, your eyes streaming with tears as you nodded your head motioning to Miguel that he could move.

Miguel grits his teeth as he begins to thrust into you. Feeling every inch of his cock stretching you open, causing you to groan and buried your head into his honker chest as your body shuddered violently.

He lifted you onto his lap, holding you close to his body and begin to slam you onto his cock roughly.

The desire and lust from his heat finally took over his mind.

"Can’t think straight, niña... Need to mark you… por favor… quierdo dios… want to breed you…mi amor...," Miguel panted into your ears, his voice hoarse from the pleasure he was experiencing,

You sobbed as you felt him pounding into you, you felt so full and the pleasure was overwhelming.

In your mind fucked state you bit down on Miguel's boobies chest and begin to instinctively suck on his nipple.

Miguel let out a desperate moan as you did so, using one hand to continue slamming you on his dick, while the other hand pushed your head further into his titties chest.

As you were pushed into his chest your eyes widened when a warm sweetliquid hit your tongue.

Even in your daze state you manage to recognize that, what was being forced down your throat was milk.

Miguel was lactating…

As he begin to lactate into your mouth Miguel moaned loudly, his pupil blown wide open as he cum inside you. Filling you up with cum as he forced you to keep drinking his milk. His body shuddered with pleasure as he felt his heat being satisfied momentarily before coming back stronger than before. He needs you, more than ever.

“Gonna breed you… need to breed you, so badly… Good girl…. Just drink a little more… for me… por favor…necescito este cariño…” he babbled into your neck as his eyes glow red from needs and wants,

You moaned into his chest as you drank Miguel's milk, feeling his milk and cum filling you up. Your eyes were dazed and glassy from how hard Miguel was fucking you.

Miguel let out a low groan, his primal instincts taking over him as he feel your body clinging onto him.

He moved your head away from his chest and held your head up to look at your dazed face. You looked up at him, some of the milk you couldn't swallow dripping down your chin. He leaned down and licked away the bit of milk before kissing you deeply.

When he parted he put his forehead on yours saying,

“I can never truly mark you, cariño. Just like you can't mark me because you are a beta. But I will make you mine, no one will take you away from me, mi amor…”

You looked up and pulled him into a kiss, your answer clear,

You are mine just like I am yours…

Growling he kissed back with an animalistic hunger as he sank farther into your body. His claws dug deeper into your flesh as the room around you guys seemed to fade away, replaced only by his need to mark you and the intense pleasure he derived from it.

"Por favor," Miguel murmured into your kiss his hand finding yours as he pounded into you,

You’re his and he will breed you, mark you, and show everyone that he doesn’t need to be an alpha to make you his.

No one else will have you, not an Alpha, not a Beta, not another Omega.

You belong to him just like he belongs to you.

It was fucked up but it was still love; a twisted, imperfect love that defied reason and science. A love, destined to push both of you to the very edge of the multiverse.

[thatdeadaquarius]

HELLO IT IS I AGAIN (Razor's mom /real)

So you know those imposters aus where characters chase the reader for being an 'impersonator'?

What if... It's a continuation from my ask (where we meet Razor first before everyone), and Razor is just confused at the patrolling knights near Wolvendom constantly asking him if he have saw 'the impostor'

Tbh he just shakes his head. Who tf is the impostor????? Wtf is an impostor???????

Many question marks later..

He had encountered an epiphany (not really it's just the Springvale ppl talking about someone copying the creator's looks).

The 'Impostor' they have been searching is you.

But you're not an impostor! Razor knows it! Andrius knows it! And with how the nature and the monster responded to you, Teyvat knows it too!

So like the good son he is, he sheltered you even more severely.

Ur not allowed to go out of his sights at this point (he'll still take you to places with many lampgrasses if you still wanna make a crown w it)

And my imagination ends there, do you think there's something else he'd do?

Ty for answering my last request btw, ur the best and I hope you get your favorite characters w one 10 pull and your desired artifacts w the best stats <3

Much love and sweets

-Razor's mom

RAZOR'S MOM!! HELLO aw im so glad u liked it :)

Srry about the late reply! 💜💜💜

Ok, so I think this is a good time to point to my shiny

Writing Requests/About Me Post I have pinned on my 👉 blog!!👈💅 taaa daaaa :) i did it guys here ya go

Yall have been GREAT so far abt keeping the requests chill and fun, and i dont have that many "Donts" that arent obvious (homophobia, transphobia, ableism,etc)

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Dont worry Razor Mom, i just wanted to use this as a way to talk about this!! /nm /gen

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About Imposter AU, there are plenty of other blogs/posts that write for that or posts under SAGAU tag! :)

I said wayyy earlier on in some of my first asks, but basically I really want to lighten up the Genshin SAGAU / Isekai tag and branch out from all these darker Imposter AUs :)

And also add more world-building posts or AUs <3

(language brainrot for example)!!

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TL;DR: I am not accepting hunting down/yandere/cult au/imposter au Genshin Sagau, only a funny or chill version of it.

Please check my writing rules post :)

Example: u look like Creator, but everybody's like, "oh lucky them wow rlly blessed, have a free drink, etc.

OR omfg where r they?? They descended to Teyvat oh fuck we lost our god-"

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Heres the Razor post !!!

If u wanna check it out :]

Cracks knuckles, Saddle up Baby, bc its time for my version of the Imposter AU 🤭😋😈

(and sorry for answering super late/possible scare Razor mom anon!! :'/ )

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So it begins rlly small right?

Like, Razor does not know the new knight patroling Wolvendom's borders

,, weird but ok, he thinks basically

And then when it was time to visit some domains a little closer to Springvale for grinding

(Or rlly just to get some of their tiny restaurants homemade food yumm)

He notices more Favonius knights lurking around than usual

Or at least widening their patrols

And hes like wtf?

Ur like, huh.

I'll ask Springvale ppl wtf goin on

The locals respond that the search for the Great Creator has begun.

...

...you and Razor: 👁👄👁 w h o m s t ❔️

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Upon further questioning

(which was apparantly weird that yall didnt know, but eh, u just used the whole "feral wolf child with feral blacksmith parent living in woods ignorance" excuse)

Admittedly yall, quite literally, live under a rock lmao

They explain theres a whole ass prophecy

Abt how the Great Architect would succumb to a long slumber somewhere else in the vast universe after making the planet.

And when the time is right, they will reconnect to Teyvat, and awaken, and descend in a mortal form

(like the archons)

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..but the kicker is nobody knows wtf they look like bc:

1. All that lore is hella crumbly and old, and very hard to translate

2. Mortal forms sometimes look different than god forms, so even if they did know some defining features of the Creator, that wasnt guaranteed to be them...

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(i.e. they will have brown eyes, well. Thats a fuckton of ppl with brown eyes innit? 💀)

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So thru certain signs, that this mysterious prophecy wooooo

Said would happen, the nations of Teyvat and their many supernatural inhabitants are aware the ultimate god has descended

(The crops flourished? Animals got more wily, many of the sick ppl got better for no reason, the Irminsul started regrowing/filling out its base- like how it looked like a lightning struck tree rn 💀)

So every country are now trying to find them to be the first to welcome them home

Needless to say its lowkey a competition

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Meanwhile you and Razor are just:

... (゜▽゜;)

"Haha yeah cool..."

(Andrius already told u what u r to Teyvat and explained to Razor)

Ur both immediately slapping a cloak on u and keeping the hood up all the time

Yall dont wanna be seperated :(

Ur both paranoid for diff reasons,

Razor's just scared his Lupical is going to be taken from him again bc there r better, more refined humans wanting to be ur Lupical ;-;

And ur like-

Omfg that sounds like sm work 💀

While its nice to daydream abt what itd be like to be famous, realistically,

U could not handle that shit.

People crowding you all the time?

U cant just look busted anywhere u go, like a midnight snack run

Ppl would also expect u be,

Responsible??

To act like a competent ruler maybe???

Hell no.

U just wanted to play a pretty gacha game and spoil ur skrunklies

(At least, if they do wanna call u that, they dont make u do anything political 💀 but u doubt it)

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Needless to say, Razor is glued to ur side everywhere u go.

A domain a half mile away? Oh he'll come with dw

Ur gonna go stop by that food merchant further up the road for ingredients? Cool he'll sniff the best ones!

Ur going to see Andrius??

Oh he needed to see him too-

😭😭🥺🥺 poor babe

♧

Surprisingly enough,

Or maybe not his house is right tf there

Diluc is the first person to actually recognize you.

Razor had been subtly steering u away from Mondstadt for 3 weeks now, ever since yall talked to the Springvale locals

An u cant say u didnt notice, but u werent rlly stopping him

You wanted to be like Venti, chillin among the ppl regardless of ur powers, not the Raiden Shogun :/

And maybe shock some ppl who dont know ur a god like him too lol

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Diluc had been looking around the lesser patroled areas of Mondstadt to search for the Architect

He didn't even need those incompetent knights to tell him their god had finally descended

He already saw the signs long before Mondstadt

Bc youve been in Wolvendom, the area has flourished over time, more fish in the water, more game to hunt and bigger, crows making circles in the sky despite there being no corpse

And one of the closest places to you,

Is the Dawn Winery.

Diluc's security against Venti began to hold up better, the staff didn't have to clean as much things like dirt or weather damage to the manor,

His hawk had never been faster delivering his letters, he almost thought the little guy had been drugged with something

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He patroled Stormterror's Lair, and deep in the woods surrounding the manor that the knights hadn't bother to go into

Afterall, he figured you'd never had a mortal form before, so u were unlikely to fend for urself for very long in the woods lol

so he wanted to find u quick (aww softy :')

He even made a trip out to the Thousand Wind Temple and Dragonspine (he did report that one to the knights, he didn't want Amber, Bennett, or Creator-forbid Klee, being the few pyro users to have to explore it)

Finally, after doing the further away locations, siginificant in history and rich with leftover magic

Diluc figured that's where you might land first, so he saved Wolvendom for last

It would at least let him check on that wolf kid and maybe get to talk to him long enough to ask him if he's seen anything unusual.

The lord of Dawn Winery manor heads into the Wolvendom woods, just as sunset colors the trees...

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It was a Friday evening, the sun was setting, the weather was pleasant and it was time for all of the Lupical to come together and eat a big feast!! :)

About once a month, Andrius will come out for a few nights and dine with all of yall

Hes an old wolf give him a break, he takes long naps

So u cook lots of Mondstadt favorites to eat on and a few Liyue dishes too

Razor, ur favorite helper, has helped u finish the last dish and is now romping around with the puppies bless <3

U guys have dragged ur coffee table dining table setup out to sit and eat at

Andrius lets out a not too loud, not too quiet howl, and as the wolves, Razor and you lmao join in

Yall dig in, bones flying everywhere, spagetti noodles flingling around, it would put toddlers to shame lol

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Diluc hears a howl that is too... big to be a regular wolf.

It filled the air of Wolvendom like no howl before it, as he used the glowing lampgrass to help light the path deeper

He sneaks past a hilichurl camp or two, all fast asleep

He scans the woods, and figures he'll search the woods besides the path after he gets to that old stone carved pit-

Food?

Diluc sniffs the air, and squints deeper into the forest

The black branches shade the way ahead, but just barely... he can see the flicker of orange and blue light?

He summons his claymore, bracing it on his shoulder, and creeps into the treeline to better hide him

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You swear to god (dammit swear to.. you??) someone is watching you.

You look around the piles of fluffy doggos, happy and stuffed full they r slowly forming puppy piles

Andrius is finishing his meat platter, also sitting on all four legs on the ground

Razor is splayed on his back beside you, eyes closed, his feet sticking out the other side of the table, u chuckle at him

But not a single Lupical seems to be looking at you.

Gulping down your last few bites, you scan the treeline

U refuse to be that bitch in a horror movie where their gut says smth is off and they brush it off or barely look at their surroundings

Turning around to the treeline behind you, u see something... red fur?

U sit up some more, peering over the bushes at the bottom of the trees

You meet a pair of warm brown eyes, widened like they're just as shocked to see you

As u notice his familiar red high ponytail (but also not?? Its weird going from 2D to 3D and still recognizing bitches)

U peer down at his chest, as he carefully stands out of the foliage-

That familiar star shaped button that u can press for the character menu screen, the same thats on Razor, on Benny, on Fischl, on Lisa-

Hovers over Diluc's chest.

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Diluc is in the bush, observing the human(???) stranger (he really doesnt want to attract the attention of that.. giant spirit wolf thing)

The figure sitting at a ... table?? (He can barely process all these absurdities at once, hes only got so much brain space)

Has sensed his presence, and as he grips his claymore, ready to demand answers,

Razor startles, and jumps up, smelling the pyro user, he summons his weapon-

The figure locks eyes with him, and all he sees is gold.

Diluc drops his claymore.

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Have a cliffhanger bc idk 🤷‍♂️ Also srry it wasnt exactly Mondstadt finding u, and it somehow turned into a whole scenario?? Idk man

🤧 welp i hope that was decent Razor mom! Tysm for ur sweet feedback abt our beloved son 🙏💜🐺

Feel free to always talk again, thru comments, asks whatever!! :D

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Cheers,

💀♒️

(guys im so stupid i coud've been signing off with this simple emoji combo the whole time,, 😭i didnt actually think abt emojifying my name, just making it look pretty with some of my fav emojis... 😔)

If anyone reads this u should let me know which one is better lol

💀♒️

OR

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

OR like a combo???

♡my beloved♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[gabessquishytum]

I've been playing this game where one character is a music star and you meet them through a dating app and at first they are pretty nice and chill, but then they sent twenty bouquets to the player's house, but you never gave them the address, and the player can react like a normal person ("that's kinda creepy") or react with heart eyes.

We already had musician!Dream and stalker!Dream, so how about musician!Hob turned musician-AND-stalker!Hob who gets kinda obsessed with Dream after they match in a dating app, and just-a-guy!Dream who, in his friends' opinion, should absolutely call the cops on Hob but thinks he's so romantic and thoughtful and those are his favorite flowers! How could Hob be a bad person if he gets Dream twenty bouquets of his favorite flowers? 🥺

Kiss kiss, thank you for being you

Omg yes this is a great twist! I'm gonna hit you with a slightly different meet-cute.

Dream has been a fan of Hob’s since he first discovered his music! But he's never had a chance to go to one of his gigs until now. It's a pretty small venue so Dream greats an amazing view of Hob as he sings his heart out. Just before the end, their eyes kind of meet and Hob holds the eye contact for a few seconds!! And then blushes!!!

Theres a kind of meet and greet situation at the venue's bar, and Dream shows up to meet his favourite musician. When he gets to the front of the queue Hob blushes again and does that cute little ear tug that Dream has seen in so many of his videos. Hob talks to Dream for ages, until the venue stuff intervene and move the queue onwards. Hob leans in and practically begs Dream to hang around at the bar until he's finished.

And so begins Hob’s massive crush on Dream. He's like the opposite of a groupie or a fanboy. Hob is honestly quite famous, and he could have his pick of partners. But he won't stop chasing after perfectly normal average Dream. He's showing up at Dream’s house, sending expensive bouquets from across the world, serenading him, dedicating music to him, declaring his love by hiring out a series of billboards that just have "I love Dream <3" printed across them. He even lands a helicopter on Dream’s lawn just so he can come and see him in the middle of a tour.

So Hob is a little crazy, a little eccentric, but Dream... Dream loves it! Being the object of Hob’s affections is literally Dream’s favourite thing. He loves all the pampering and the sweeping gestures of romance.

And the passion behind the sex is absolutely mind blowing. Hob definitely has rockstar sex appeal and the desire to all kinds of crazy things in bed. But he's also the kind of sub who really wants to worship a dominant partner and fulfil all of their fantasies. He is, at the heart of it all, a very good boy.

And Dream is a very happy man <3

[ot3]

finishing up fionna and cake... overall it was a fun ride but i really don't think it worked structurally. 6/10 show. i didnt think this was gonna be a long post but apparently i've got some thoughts. sticking below the cut

this last episode is kind of underwhelming... theres a couple of parts in this ep where they just sit and explain to the camera how simon realized betty was constantly sacrificing her own desires for simon and how simon wanted to put on the crown because he thought he didn't deserve to live. and it's not like those are bad realization for the show to come to but the show has very clearly established that it's intended for a more adult audience than the original adventure time, and so this kind of writing just feels really condescending when not directed at literal children. like yeah we could have figured this out from the writing, but. you didn't have to just tell us

i also didn't vibe with scarab as a villain, he felt super arbitrary to me. like they needed Something to be forcing them to move between dimensions, but i feel like scarab was an extremely meh choice for that. he wasn't particularly funny or interesting enough as a character to get to be one of the only people who showed up in every episode. i honestly think it would have been better if the existential threat these characters were facing was more of a force than a character, because it was already running so tight on time anyway it didn't really have the space to develop a good villain.

gary and marshall's screentime was another thing that i felt like is a huge waste of space. them doing their whole meet cute bakery au romance is something that's funny on paper but it's not compelling on its own and the only slight interest it has comes from our pre-existing investment in marceline and bubblegum's much more interesting dynamic. it didn't add anything to the overall arc of the show and took up time that could have been used to deliver more solidly on the core premise.

fionna and cake themselves were really cute but i don't feel like fionna's arc was as strong as it could have been. like ohhh yay shes come to love her normal world with all its imperfections.... obviously thats where it was going the whole time and once again. its not like i mind that ending. i just feel like they didn't do anything interesting with it. her character doesn't get to learn and progress as much as she's just marching down a straight path that we all already knows where it leads. i wish they would have just called the show 'Simon' so i wouldn't have to feel so disappointed in this.

adventure time has always been on the cutting edge of bizarre stuff in animation so the biggest let down overall with this show is how much when you strip away the Adventure Time coating of surrealist visuals on top of it it just feels like any other middling adventure cartoon. it didn't lean enough into the episodic structure to benefit from that the way the original show did, and it was too beholden on the episodic structure to linger on any of the parts that were actually compelling.

overall, the show feels like pandering to the adventure time fanbase, but in kind of a lazy way. Compare this to the distant land specials which I think were pandering in an excellent way. im not anti pandering by any means. The whirlwind tour through universes and characters that lifetime adventure time fans will recognize tries to come off as a love letter to the series, but instead just comes off as the adventure time version of that 'rejected ready player one theme song' video. remember farmworld? remember prismo? remember the vampire king? remember shermy and beth? remember Up a Tree? like. yeah. i do remember. thanks. do you have anything to say about any of this stuff or - oh. no. just showing me. got it.

its not someting i think i'll ever rewatch but at just ten eps definitely worth one watch through. theres some really good fun to be had in it and the art is gorgeous all the way through, it just fails to come together into a successful complete work.

[celestialjellii]

Insomnia is kicking my ass, so I wanna just word vomit about Marcille, and just Dungeon Meshi as a whole.

Spoilers for the Dungeon Meshi manga, and trigger warning for mentions of Suicide.

I find myself relating to Marcille in a lot of different ways. One of these way is her relationship with her dad. Ask any of my friends and they'll confirm that my dad was one of the most important people in my life. I lost him in 2020 to cancer; I got genuinely so emotional when I saw Marcille reminiscing about her dad to the others. And how she wishes she got more time with him

These kind of stories always seem to rewonate with me because I feel like my dad was taken from me too soon as well. Marcille's facial expression in the bottom panels is an expression I'm all too familiar with making. When talking about my dad (especially with people who never got the chance to meet him) its always really bittersweet. Its great because I'm able to talk about the greatest man I've ever known, but painful too because I know I'll never be able to talk to him again, be able to cry in his shoulders, be able to turn to him for help. And it hurts.

Theres also how Marcille views death inregards to herself, and her loved ones.

This part made me genuinely cry because, in a way, I know how it feels. While its not necessarily in regards to death (I have had some harsh deaths in my life, like my dad's passing, and two friends of mine taking their own lifes) I do know how painful it can be to say goodbye to people, which is how Kui expresses Marcille's fear of death in Dunmeshi. With Marcille's long life she's going to likely outlive everyone she loves and thus have to say goodbye to them. I also have had to say goodbye to people I didn't want to: be it because of death, ending a toxic friendship,or other reasons. I also just love this part because you can see how badly everything that transpired in that chapter affected her, after bringing everyone back her first instinct was to chew them all out for being so reckless, but when ahe finally verbalizes what had happened her emotions catch her, and all she can do is fall back against the wall and begin crying.

I also just love how immediate Laios and Senshi is to comfort, and apologize to her, as well as promising that they won't put her through that again.

I remember I was texting my friend Terra and we were joking about Marcille being my favourite because she's a "silly gay elf" but my love for Marcille can be summed up with "I came for the silly gay elf mage, but I stayed for the beautifully written character who struggles with issues that I frequently find myself struggling with.

Additionally I just love how Laios and the others talk Marcille downfrom the edge after she's become the master of the dungeon, it reminds me of all the times my friends have talked me down from my own edge (I love you guys 💖)

Marcille's sexuality is another thing I resonate with. I know that Kui never explicitly states anything, but as a queer person I had a hard time reading Marcille and Falin's relationship as anyother other than romantic, like, we've all seen horny Marcille's "whoa hey!" reaction to Chimera Falin tearing her own shirt off (honestly such a valid reaction from her), but the part that really got me was how tender and loving Marcille is with Falin after she's been resurrected.

My sexuality is something I've been struggling with a lot recently. A little over a year ago my boyfriend of nearly 8 years left me, and up until recently I was identifying as bisexual. However within the past few months I've found myself caring less and less for sex, and a strong desire for the roamntic aspects of a relationship, specifically with women. So seeing Marcille look at Falin with such adoration really resonated with me; I just really love their relationship.

This series is just so amazing, and it resonated with me in so many different ways from everything I've mentioned in this post about Marcille, to things like how Laios is such an amazing allegory for living with autism, to how Senshi has helped myself get a better, healthier relationship with food. Itw just an amazing series and easily in my top 5 anime/mangas.

That is all, I'm gonna try to get some sleep now, here have a dancing Marcille as thanks for reading.

[beomitos]

taste of heaven

cw: dom!beomgyu, sub!yeonjun, eating out, spit as lube, spanking, masturbation, handjobs, teasing, fingering, slightly begging, use of cunt for asshole, petnames, comforting if u squint, praising

wc: 643

A/N: AHH first time ever posting, im actually a little excited. This fic hasn't been betaread, sorry for any spelling mistakes or gramar errors. English isn't my first language and i hope its not that noticeable. As usual minors please dont interact. And enjoy the fic.

Yeonjun was laid out beneath Beomgyu. Looking so submissive, ready to be used by Beomgyu. He smiled at the sight of his boyfriend looking at him all shyly and embarrassed. "Baby youre gonna enjoy it. Theres nothing to be ashamed of. "He took ahold of Yeonjuns hand, circling comforting motions onto his palm. They decided to try something new, something none of them ever mentioned yet always desired to give it a shot.

"Can i take these off?" Beomgyus hand moved to point at Yeonjuns boxers, and he nodded, responding with "yes". Beomgyu let out a soft chuckle before working his hands to pull his boyfriends underwear off, revealing the semi hard cock that was leaking with precum. The older one gasped at the sudden touch of cold air hitting his sensitive skin. "Youre really cute all flustered like that, you know junie?" Beomgyu whispered, but still audible for the other male.

He lowered to his knees demanding for Yeonjun to let him inbetween his legs before asking for permission, which Yeonjun approved without a second thought. He wanted this just as much as Beomgyu wanted. The excitement almost eating both of them up. Beomgyu started by adjusting himself, to find the perfect spot to start with.

He began by wetting the spot where his hole was located with his tongue, that should make it easier for him afterwards. Yeonjun only twitched, wanting more of Beomgyu. "G-Gyu please" he begged. Which only lead to a firm slap being delivered right to his right thigh. "Stay still" Beomgyu ordered, before continuing with his work. sucking and circling his cunt. Sometimes adding one of his fingers to tease him a little which always made him laugh out by how his boyfriend reacted to the sudden feeling of being filled.

"Liking this a little too much, huh?" his eyes shot up to meet Yeonjuns, waiting for his reply that never came, but by how much of a moaning mess he was, he'd figured he must've been right. He slid his tongue inside twirling it around exploring his insides. Pushing in and out then switching motions by sucking and licking and repeating all of it again. Beomgyu could feel a trembling hand grab onto his hair, pressing him closer to his clenching hole. Beomgyu only took this as opportunity to speed up his movements trying to give his boyfriend as much pleasure as possible.

Moans and whines filled to room, sometimes a little sob mixed with a hiccup slipped out. Beomgyu would be lying if he said this wasnt turning him on. One of the hands that was holding Yeonjuns shaking leg still, made its way to his own pants, unbuckling it and sliding in, taking care of his own burning erection, that was screaming to be touched. He stroked himself up and down, matching the speed his tongue was moving. "'M close, im so close" Yeonjun announced, arching his back for Beomgyus tongue to slip in the way he wanted. Beomgyu took his hand off of his own cock to grip Yeonjuns touch starved erection, mixing both of their precum together. Working his way to reach Yeonjuns orgasm, which came after mere strockes. His cum landing all over his abdomen. He never felt this kind of pleasure before and needed a few seconds to come down of his high. Panting his way through his climax.

Finally letting go of Beomgyus hair to pull him into a soft hug, caressing his boyfriend. They stayed like this for a little, Beomgyu only showering Yeonjun with love and compliments, telling him how good he tasted or how he wants to try this again another time. After what felt like an eternity Beomgyu suggested theyd both clean up and go to bed.

Ends up with Yeonjun giving Beomgyu a quicky because he kept complaining abt not getting to cum. 🤫

Okay im going crazy?!:!!3$$ please reblog if you liked this. <33