#wc 230

[fanfaire]

CHEVALMARIN WAS TO THANK FOR HER PRESERVATION, for her currently, at this very moment, standing in one, solid piece with nothing broken or worse. having her fall abruptly broken by a springy bubble was jarring, but nothing compared to where she's sure she would be without it. heart hammering as if trying to escape her chest, she clutches back hands against her breastbone as mismatched eyes stare uncertainly ahead into the void.

for a void it certainly seemed: a sepulchrous, inhospitable ruin, encased in ice as though ossified, with an unbearable cold that seemed it ought to bite straight through the stone. and what exactly had happened above? she didn't quite understand ; the statue's reaction—

with a piteous scream, silvie suddenly bolts forward, leaving icy breath catching her throat. "s— silvie? wait!"

there's no time to process, or think. if they lose their guide, they're—

"we need to find him ; he's the only one who knows where we are." and for some reason, the immediate thought of losing that, of being entirely bereft of answer or assurance, overrides her terror of the sunken unknown and the paralysis inset by the freeze. bunching trembling fists at her sides, she forces herself into a stiff, coltish jog, half-driven and half-arrested by fear, turning the darkness of the corner ahead and hopeful for the glowing promise of warm light with which it beckons.

FURINA moves the team 8.　team sheer cold ,⠀1.

✧　forest of stillness　/　ABSOLUTE ZERO .

　　　　　 　　　❪　requiem of season's end　—　week ii　❫

[gofancyninjaworld]

OPM Manga Update 230 Review: Updates

Summary

This is the sort of chapter we've not had in too long: the sort that zips along, catching us up on what's been happening. Finally, the long, dark nightmare of Tatsumaki's tantrum begins to fade. (No, it's not that it's that bad, but 2 chapters would have been plenty).

We start with Flashy Flash trying to find God. No, Manako, who's the next best thing to God. By asking monsters. He's getting nowhere fast, which is anathema to our speedster so he decides to enlist Saitama's help, after he polishes him up. Because what Saitama truly needs in his life is a random drop-in master.

Anyway, on we go. Much less inflated, in both ego and body, we have Tank Top Master. He has finally worked off the fat (phat?) boost that Fubuki gave him. He misses the strength it came with but the rest of the gym like s him back to his old shape. Speaking of the reset, there aren't many Tank Toppers left: many have retired in the wake of the Monster Association showdown. Tank Top Rockabilly starts to curse their cowardice, but Tank Top Master stops him, pointing out that what mattered were those who still showed up. Besides he had a feeling about tank tops -- and on cue, three C-Class heroes come in to sign up as new recruits.

Also in a gym but much less happily, we see Super Alloy Darkshine trying to do what he's done so many times before: work off his insecurity. It isn't doing much for him, and, as he peels off his shirt, we see the livid scars left on his torso and hands. He reflects that he simply cannot quell the fear he feels at the rethought of fighting again. We close out this scene with Captain Mizuki watching him with concern.

The camera moves again (yes, yes, I know -- bear with me; there's method to my madness) and we watch the biggest, fuzziest chick mascot you ever did see help little children cross the road safely. Yes, it's Phoenixman, or Chick Man as he's now known. He catches sight of Child Emperor across the road and the two repair to a cafe. He explains to a very wary Child Emperor that even though he's no longer a chick-sized man, but a man-sized chick, his powers haven't returned and he ekes out a living doing good. Kids love him! It's not too bad at the moment, so what does Child Emperor want with him? Child Emperor wastes no time getting to the point: he wants to know what the monster knew about the bad things happening at the HA, and how.

Feels like just a few days ago since we left Monster Chick Man cheeping in the rubble -- don't they grow fast? Speaking of fast-growing things, we have a problem in City Y. Yes, this is the city where Child Emperor has his lab -- looks like he's too busy interrogating monsters to look after his patch, and in his absence, we have an invasion of trees. Sentient moving trees announcing their divine purpose to restore the Earth's soils to their former fertility -- by using people as fertilizer. We see three heroes trying to cut them down (or blow them up), setting up a smokescreen to confuse the monsters but they're quickly snared by the tree roots. It looks bad, but then Tank Top Master and several of his Tank Toppers come barging through. Tank Top Master urges the heroes not to sit there but to join them in their charge. They charge forward, sending tree monsters flying and it's all looking good until...

...obscured by the smoke, they run straight into the Forest King himself. The monster wastes no time picking up the heroes and, starting to squeeze the lives out of them, announces the arrival of new fertilizer.

Of course, a hero always knows how to pick their moment, and in that moment, all the plant life in the boulevard, even the vines choking the buildings disappear in a flash. Out of that smoke appears a very familiar silhouette. Declaring himself satisfied with Dr Kuseno's work, Genos tells the monster and heroes that he wants a new spar with Saitama (talk about non-useful information!) But first, he had some trash to get rid of. And that is the end of the Forest King, gone too fast to be worth panelling.

We close with a very excited Genos showing his nice new parts to Saitama, who appears to just about have noticed there's something different about his disciple again.

Correction: we close to the Tank Toppers working out frantically to catch up to machine power. Can't call Tank Top Master a quitter.

Meta below the cut.

Meta: So much to catch up on

You know, I was happy to see Flashy Flash looking for Manako... at least until I heard his reasons for it. If he'd protested to someone that he was just looking for her as a witness too valuable to let some random hero kill, I'd have smiled and called him tsundere. As this is him musing to himself, I'm much less reassured. There's something I find deeply untrustworthy about that ninja.

People are like tea bags: you never know how strong they are until they're in hot water

Another chapter, another hero group, another shakedown. Earlier, we had seen the Blizzard Group shaken down to the few members who truly believed in what Fubuki did and were willing to seek to grow stronger in their own rights rather than just propping her ego up. This time, we're seeing a shakedown of the Tank Toppers. The good thing about the Tank Top Army is that with its policy of hard work, wearing tank tops, and just doing one's best, it's not as politically scheming as the Blizzard group and has the advantage that people there really do want to work together to do some good. However, a lot of them have also been hiding behind a Class S hero to get points (and wins) easily. With the long night of the Monster Association raid and all it pulled out of them, it looks like many have honestly looked at themselves and realised that they aren't going to be able to give the world what it needs. Tank Top Master respecting that a hero can only give what they can and letting them leave without rancour or ill word is a real credit to the man.

I've seen Tank Top Master called the Mumen Rider of the S-Class. I don't know if I'd go that far, but he's certainly the sort of guy one could describe as having no side. He's very much of the what-you-see-is-what-you-get persuasion. I loved how he shone in the Monster Association raid. For me the single most impressive thing was him cutting through Mumen Rider's self-deprecating routine and making him the de facto leader of the local rescue operation. And Mumen rose to the occasion without question. Tank Top Master really does know how to pull the best out of people.

This chapter is no exception when he refuses to berate the heroes who have been trapped by the tree monsters and urges them to get up and press on. Life is been tough for Tank Top Master, but heroism isn't measured in wins and losses: it's not a game, but a belief in doing the right thing whatever the odds. I would like things to go well for him sooner rather than later, but as long as his tank top is strong, let's watch him and cheer him on.

It's all in how you see it

Something that's too big and too long a topic to deal with here is the role of the subjective in One-Punch Man. ONE did set out to make OPM not a story with a single definitive narrative, but rather one told through multiple viewpoints, and it seems to exist at all levels of the story. Even the idea of a person turning into a monster is based on that person's subjective view of themselves and their place in the world. So it shouldn't be surprising that there appears to be a lot of characters with body image problems, one shown most graphically by Darkshine. Whether the scars on his body are as livid as they appear to him to a third party is irrelevant: to him, they're there, and all the trauma and shock of having the skin he trusted to keep his fragile self safe being breached is right there in front of him. His donning a t-shirt so as not to see it in the gym mirror is painful to see indeed.

I'd love to say something about Phoenixman/Chick Man but it escapes me for now. In the meantime, I have only questions. How the hell did he grow back to man-size so fast? What exactly has happened to him to so comprehensively depower him? Why is he able to be accepted as a mascot in society? Are there no background checks? Like Child Emperor, I find myself very curious but not one whit trusting.

Back to the grind

I'm not going to say Genos is back. He's been around in the aftermath of the Monster Association raid, helping Saitama find their old apartment, terrorizing the Hero Association, and just hanging out. He's appeared in reasonably good spirits and decent health, and yet, this is a return of sorts. It's more like he's come off sick leave and returned to work.

I know people like to pretend to know nothing for argument's sake, but if you've ever burned wood, you know that wet wood is not easy (or advisable to burn): you need dry wood to get a fire going. Living wood is 60% water and takes a lot of energy, such that to get a forest fire you need high temperatures, prolonged dry weather conditions, and a lot of dry underbrush to keep the fire going… and even there many trees don't burn fully. So for a forest of living trees to not just burn up but to be ASHED in a flash, like they're made of gun cotton speaks to a truly terrifying power.

I'm unsurprised that Genos can do that, and crush a dragon-level monster like it's a bug -- it's been clear he's got the power for a while but it's nice to see him consolidate his hard-won gains.

That said… what the heck is he so keen to show Saitama? I have no idea what Genos thinks he's got to show Saitama that will impress the latter. If nobody else knows, he knows the absurd heights of power from which Saitama looks down on the world. He knows too that Saitama sees him and thinks well of him. And yet he's eager to spar him. Okay, kid. Just don't embarrass yourself, that's all I'm asking.

[ab-horror]

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[jueunbe]

a look into jueun's phone!

who does she text the most?

jueun, no doubt, contacts her brother the most. he's saved as "my biggest fan" on her phone because he's the only family member that really believes in her. whenever she's on her phone, there's a 99% chance that she's texting her brother.

what's her most used app?

because she used to be an instagram influencer (though not super popular or well-known) she's constantly checking her instagram. once she began her trainee life, she's stopped being as active, but she still gets a lot of messages through her dm's for offers and short-time deals, so she tries to keep up with all of that.

what's her favorite playlist?

jueun likes to listen to a lot of music from her childhood. her favorite artist is darl!ng so she has a whole playlist just filled with their music, including b-sides. she likes to listen to some random playlists made by other people as well. she just vibes to most music, so she's not very picky.

what's their background photo?

it's almost always a picture of herself. right now, it's from her trip to disneyland in tokyo, but she likes to change it up quite a bit. before that, it was a background photo from when she was performing on next gen. when something big happens and she gets a cute photo from it, she'll probably change it to that as well. she usually doesn't keep the same background photo for like more than a month.

[hxney-lemcn]

SOS — Overblots x gn! reader

summery: The one time you try to be proactive its like the world has it out for you; or, you get hurt while cleaning Ramshackle dorm and the overblot boys are the one who helps you.

tw: mentions of blood, injury, Malleus is a bit overdramatic...so is Grim.

wc: 1.8k (~230 each character)

Master List

No phone, no tv, not even a book. Not wanting to leave the comfort of your dorm, you decide to start something you’ve been putting off for quite some time now. Cleaning. You started with the living quarters, then the kitchen, then the closet. When you finished with the first floor you decided you’d clean your room and be done. Fate seemed to not be on your side, as when you climbed up the creaky steps, one step was a bit too creaky. When you put your full weight on it, you let out a gasp as the wood gave out from under you. Yes, that's right, your dorm was so run down that the stairs gave out on you. And there you lay in pain, no way to contact anyone. Thankfully, Grim came back from whatever he was doing to avoid helping you clean, you had never seen him look so horrified when he found you among the rubble of wood, splinters galore with bruises and scratches covering your skin. You also never saw Grim run so fast for something that wasn’t his premium cans of tuna. You could only hope he could find help quickly, it felt like something was wrong with your ankle and you wanted to get help asap.

❥ Riddle Rosehearts

At first, Riddle watched the panicked Grim wearily. He was always with the Aduece duo so he thought Grim was panicked from their troubling shenanigans. Instead, he felt his heart drop when Grim sputtered your name among the words fallen and hurt. Riddle rushed to the Ramshackle dorm with Cater and Trey in tow. When he found you, battered and bruised he felt his blood boil. He knew your dorm was run down, that it needed repair, but he didn’t think that Crowley would be so neglectful to the point of it harming someone. He would have to have a stern talking to the headmaster after he knew you were treated properly. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to carry you as he…was small for the average man…but he made sure Trey held you gently, constantly asking how you feel and if there’s anything he can get you to help. As soon as you were in the infirmary being treated, he marched his way straight to the headmasters office. No way was he going to allow this to continue, Crowley must renovate your dorm this instant and he won’t settle for less. In the meantime, he’ll take care of you in his dorm, you were basically a Heartslabyul student already, so it made sense. Don’t worry, prefect, he’ll help you while you're injured, although the extra attention you get from everyone makes him a little jealous.

❥ Leona Kingscholar

He was trying to get some rest when your little pest of a rat came bothering him. He opened one eye to glare, confused as to why Grim would be crying. Leona could barely make out what the creature was blubbering about, snapping at him to speak clearly. So when Grim finally managed to shout that you're critically injured and you're going to die and you need help, Leona didn’t hesitate, grabbing the rat by his scruff and stalking towards your dorm. He’ll be damned if you're hurt, what did you even do to get into that state? He swears you are such a headache. His green eyes scanned your dorm, finally falling upon your form in a heap of wood, your weak cry of his name making his ear twitch. So many emotions pooled into him as he noted every little scratch. Although he grumbled, ears twitching and tail swaying angrily, he held you softly, making sure not to hurt you anymore than you already were. And no, clearly your dorm was falling apart, no way in hell was he letting you go back. You were treated much better that time you both shared his room, so what’s the problem? You’re stuck with him now, herbivore. Don’t worry that silly little head of yours, he’ll make sure he clears things up with Crowley.

❥ Azul Ashengrotto

Poor, poor Grim. As he ran out, tears blurring his vision, he cried out for help to the first shadowy figure he could. Unfortunately that was Floyd and Jade. The two eels grinned toothily, Grim once again being perfect prey…though they paused as Grim mentioned your name. Floyd asked what was wrong with shrimpy, and that’s when Grim cried out about how you're a bloody heap of a mess, dying alone as they speak. Jade quickly pulls his phone out, alerting Azul of the current circumstance as his brother is already making his way towards your dorm. Although the Leech twins can be cruel, you were not only their friend, but their boss’s love, and so when they found you, not in as dire of a situation as Grim made it be (you were clearly hurt, but not dying), they gently pried the wood off of you and carried you to the infirmary. Azul was already there, waiting anxiously, his heart dropping when he saw your state. You gave him a strained smile, and his heart broke, even with your terrible injuries, you’re still trying to comfort him. Don’t worry prefect, he and the twins will watch over you until the last scratch seals and the last bruise fades. Oh, and your dorm? Don’t worry about that, Azul will make sure Crowley pays the price for his negligence towards you. He has his ways, after all.

❥ Jamil Viper

When Jamil spots Grim running towards him, he feels his headache growing worse. Kalim had been worse than usual with his spending, and now he’ll have to deal with another problem. That headache grows ten times worse when Grim manages to sputter about how you’re hurt and need help. Without a second thought, Jamil drops his current task, rushing to your dorm. His heart was pounding, scared of just how hurt you could be, why that was, and if he was too late. You’ve been the only thing keeping him sane lately, and he wasn’t sure what he’d do without you. When he found you dazed with wood surrounding you he dropped to your side, assessing the damage done before doing his best to pick you up. Once you were safe and sound in the infirmary, he tried to stay by your side for as long as he could. He didn’t mind the idea of tending to you, especially not with you in this state. But his duty lied elsewhere, and eventually he had to wrench himself away, but only when you fell asleep peacefully and that it was confirmed that you’d recover well. What surprised him was when Kalim told him to take care of you, that he could take care of himself for the time being (he couldn’t and Jamil knew that)...and now you were a Scarabia student, both Kalim and Jamil refused to allow you back into that decrepit dorm and hurt yourself any further.

❥ Vil Schoenheit

Rook and Vil were actually on their way to see you when they stumbled upon a sniveling, sobbing, Grim. They watched him as he mumbled and muttered, spewing incoherent sentences. Vil stared at him with a sharp look, telling him to get to the point. He felt his heart drop when your name was spouted along with hurt and dying. Without a second thought, Rook took off towards your dorm, Vil not far behind. He cared for you far too much to just sit around when you needed his help. He hadn’t even managed to enter your dorm, Rook already carrying you out. Vil rushed to your side, moving your hair out of your face and inspecting you for anything that was death threatening. His heart continued to break as you complained about the pain on the way to the infirmary. He did his best to comfort you, promising to treat you to whatever you wish once you were fully healed. By the end of the day, he’s already finished giving an ultimatum to Crowley. If he doesn’t repair Ramshackle, then not only will he expose him, but he’ll make sure you're taken into Pomefiore and treated properly. He won’t let such an offense be taken lightly. 

❥ Idia Shroud

Grim was lucky he ran into Ortho. The humanoid android may look small, but he’s got strength. Grim was sobbing to the point of hysteria, unable to properly communicate the dire situation. Thankfully, Ortho doesn’t need any convincing, only following the poor creature scrambling back to Ramshackle dorm. When Ortho saw you collapsed in a heap of rubble his inner alarms blared. An emergency signal was sent to Idia, and when Ortho sent the message of bringing you to the infirmary he felt a rush of panic hit him. Scrambling, he turned on the security camera footage, watching with wide eyes at you in Ortho’s arms. You had blood and bruising, dear seven what happened? His fear of your well being overpowered his fear of everything else, and he quickly ran…walked to the infirmary. He awkwardly stayed by your side as Ortho fetched whatever you needed, his eyes tracing over every scratch and cut. He felt like it was his fault somehow. You looked better with the blood wiped off though, and you weren’t in critical condition. When you jokingly mentioned that even stairs were your enemy here Idia frowned. He anonymously messages Crowley while you sleep, sending clips that could ruin his career. He won’t release them, as long as Crowley rebuilds Ramshackle to be as spick and span as any other dormitory. 

❥ Malleus Draconia

The second Grim stumbles upon Malleus and snaps out of his hysteria. The fear of the powerful being overwhelms him for a second before he pitifully mutters that you need help. Malleus only tilts his head at the tiny creature before nodding, silently asking him to lead the way. At first Malleus didn’t think much of it, only happy that you needed his help. That was until he heard your weak whimper, then saw your frail body mutilated by debris…yeah he’s the most dramatic one. Although you were hurt you definitely weren’t mutilated. He’s also the most gentle, carefully cupping your face as the wood that surrounded you was instantly incinerated. Every wince or whimper as he lifted you up was met with profound apologies, like he was the one who hurt you instead of rotting infrastructure. Instead of taking you to the infirmary, he takes you to his room where he brings only the best healers. Please don’t try to stop him, this is for your well being, and he won’t settle for mediocre. Lilia only encourages him, and his retainers are no help. So you're stuck in the biggest bed with the silkiest sheets…actually it's dangerous that you were brought here because you're not sure you could go back to the itchy thin cotton sheets you’ve been stuck using as blankets. Though, you won’t really have to worry about that because Malleus has already made the decision to keep you with him in his room…well if you’re not comfortable with that then he’ll give you your own room and he’ll make sure it has the best amenities. Just don’t mind that it's right next to his room.

[besaea]

ON TOUR moon saea explores the new axis labels building

when they're told about the merger, saea is genuinely surprised. she really hadn't thought anything would change after she had joined sr media, let alone having such a big change that affected all the trainees, and even the staff.

but getting a new building to explore is kind of fun, especially since it's so new. and big. she's honestly pretty amazed and is one of the ones ooh-ing and aah-ing over the place as the staff show them around. she takes note of the practice rooms and some of the recording studios, hoping that maybe one day she would get to be in that for a group that she's debuting under.

it's a far off dream, but maybe it's not so far off after all?

she kind of still feels like she's dreaming, if she's honest.

the axis building is beautiful and she'll admit that she's the most excited about the cafeteria after hearing some staff comment that the food was really good. she's not going to say that the food isn't good at sr media—because she's slowly started trying all the menu items, and someone of them are delicious—but getting a whole new menu is very, very exciting for her.

all in all, she's actually very excited to have this new building. especially because it meant she would get to see some of her friends more often.

[jarofstyles]

Benefits II

Hi my ducklings, here is part two to Benefits.

Or, Y/N is shy about the agreement they’d made and Harry isn’t afraid to call her out on it.

first part to Benefits Here

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WC- 3.4k

Warnings- asshole h, degradation, mean!Dom, slight humiliation, exhibitionism, name calling

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As she stood at the bar sipping her drink and keeping up with the chatter of their friends, she could feel his eyes on her. It was a sensation she was becoming quite familiar with. She knew he was watching her from across the room, his dark gaze following her every move, and it made her skin heat under the surface. It was exactly why she made sure to arch her back slightly, ensuring her ass looked its absolute best in the tight jeans she was wearing.

The memory of his strong, brutal hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements as he took her from behind sent a shiver down her spine. Taking another sip of her drink, she tried to act casual despite the fire of arousal pooling in her core. Every so often, she'd glance in his direction, catching his unfaltering gaze before looking away with a barely there smile. The thrill of knowing what they'd shared, knowing what it felt like to have his mouth and hands on her while he pressed her into the sheets, all the while keeping up appearances in front of their friends, was intoxicating.

Harry did look particularly delicious tonight, his broad shoulders and muscular frame emphasized by the fitted shirt he was wearing. She remembered the feeling of those strong, inked arms wrapped around her, holding her close as he whispered filthy things in her ear that had her blushing just thinking about. No one had ever treated her the way he had. The way his broad body had covered hers, pinning her down as he claimed her so thoroughly. She squirmed slightly, pressing her thighs together as a wave of want washed over her.

Said tight black t-shirt showcased his tattoos beautifully, the sleeve of ink snaking down his left arm. She remembered tracing those tattoos with her fingers as he lay beside her, recovering after they’d both found release. He’d been surprisingly polite post sex considering his usual demeanor, making sure to clean her up and keep her steady, giving her a snack and taking her back to hers in his car to make sure she got home safely. But she didn’t need to think about that. His well-built arms were on display, the muscles flexing subtly as he cradled his beer bottle. She remembered the feel of those arms and hands, every blow, knead, squeeze, stroke and paw, the thrill of being held down still buzzing in her stomach.

It was crowded out tonight though, and she lost her window in seeing him much too soon. The bar was growing warmer by the moment, the press of bodies and the stifling atmosphere becoming a bit too much for her in particular- especially with the added heat of her body that was unable to let go of the illicit memories swirling through her cloudy brain. Excusing herself from the group, she slipped out the back door onto the quiet, dimly lit alley behind the bar. She leaned against the brick wall, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath of the cool night air, taking a second to unbutton the top two buttons of her blouse, fanning herself to try and cool down.

It was hard to concentrate on anything when was so lost in her thoughts- so much so that she didn't hear the door open. Startled, she looked up to see Harry walking towards her, the door swinging shut behind him. "Fuck! You scared me.” she hissed, clutching at her chest. Her heart pounded in her ears as she took in his towering form, the shadows cast by the dim light behind him only serving to emphasize his size.

“Didn’t mean to.” He murmured, arms crossed against his chest. The same arms she had been drooling over the whole night. “Y’alright?” Tilting his head, he looked her over before returning to her face. “Or did you jus’ want me to follow you out here.”

She bit her lower lip, considering his words. "No, I...I just needed some air. It's so hot in there," she explained, gesturing vaguely back towards the door. Her eyes flicked down to his biceps, something he had to be aware he was doing to her. It had been apparent that he was far more observant than she was, and he was using that to his advantage. She swallowed hard, meeting his gaze once more. 

“Y’didn’t text me this week.” He stepped closer, pulling the pack of cigarettes from his pocket along with the lighter. “Were you busy? Or did you just want me t’fuck off?”

She shook her head, eyes widening a bit as she reached out to take the cigarette he offered. He lit it for her, his fingers brushing against hers as he did so. "I wasn't busy," she admitted, taking a long drag on the cigarette. "I just...I didn't know if you wanted to hear from me or not." She looked up at him through the haze of smoke. It was weird to be confronted like this, to know someone else had so much power over her body in ways she doubted he could control. "I didn't want to assume."

Letting out a snort, he reached for the cigarette in her fingers, ignoring the lipstick on it and brought it to his lips. Letting her words linger, he took a pull before exhaling the bitter smoke and letting it drift away. “It isn’t an assumption. Told ya I wanted t’be friends with benefits. Left it in your court.” He didn’t want to seem like a complete ass just running to her for sex, but… “Should’ve called me. Texted, whatever. Could’ve had a little fun instead of runnin’ off to the alley cause you’ve been squeezing your thighs half the night while lookin’ at me when you think m’not.”

Y/N blushed furiously, taking the cigarette back from him. "I- I wasn't," she stammered, avoiding his piercing gaze. "It's just...hot in there." He raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. Like he could read right through her brain, analyze every filed thought she had put in there- even If it wasn’t very well organized. Harry knew better and there was no use in hiding it. She sighed, taking another drag. "Fine. Yes. I've been...thinking about last weekend. A lot." She met his eyes, her own filled with defeat.

“Good. So have I.” He leaned against the brick as he watched her smoke. “We should keep doing it, like I said. Y’don’t have to wear the jeans that hug your ass and give me looks across the room t’get what you want. You can jus’ tell me you want to be fucked.” Letting out a hum, he reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear. “Would’ve been happy to do so. Been worked up. Think both of us coulda’ used the stress relief.”

Shivering at his words, her body reacted to the raw, blunt way he spoke. Something about it had her feeling it down to her toes. No one else spoke to her like that, let alone so vulgar in the way he did, but it didn’t meant she didn’t like it. Y/N took another drag of the cigarette, her fingers trembling slightly. "You're insane." She muttered, but there was no heat behind her words. "Fine, I'll let you know. Next time." She dropped her gaze to his lips, remembering how they felt against hers. Against her neck. Against her thighs… God, why did he make her feel this way? It was alarming. "And for the record, I like these jeans. Not everything I wear is for your attention." The jeans definitely were for his attention, though. She just wouldn’t admit it.

“Wasn’t complaining about the jeans, Sweetheart.” They did hug her perfectly. Then again, most things did if she bothered to ask him his opinion. “I wouldn’t complain if you let me inside of ‘em tonight. Though…” Dragging his finger down her hot cheek, he curled it around her chin to tilt it up. “I think you’d let me if I wanted to.”

She let out a soft hum as he tilted her chin up. "And what if you wanted to?" The thought of him pushing her up against the wall right here, hiking down her jeans and taking her roughly, was almost enough to make her beg. "Would you? Want to, I mean." Her voice was quiet, her breath catching in her throat as he looked down at her.

The reward for the sweet voice she gave him was one of his rare smiles, shaking his head at the girl that had made tonight far more difficult than she needed to. “Mm. I’ve wanted to since you walked in. But we don’t have enough time t’fuck considering one of the nosy brats will come looking.” He looked to the door and back to her. “So you can choose. Y’want me to slip my fingers into that pretty cunt? Or do you want to suck my cock.” It wasn’t a matter of being selfish, either. Harry had to have been oblivious to not have noticed how much she liked it last time. Called her his ‘pretty cockslut’, all the same.

Y/N glanced at the door, knowing they wouldn't have much time before someone came looking for her. It was a shame, too, because she had been wanting it all week. If her stupid insecurity hadn’t gotten in the way she was sure she’d have been able to get more than that prior to tonight bit… beggars couldn’t really be choosers. "Fingers," she breathed. "Please, just your fingers. I need it." She was desperate, her body aching for his touch. She reached out, grasping his wrist and pulling his hand to her waistband. "Now, please."

“Greedy.” He clicked his tongue. “Makin’ demands. Who says you could call the shots, hm?” His hand not captive by hers grubbed her chin firm, squeezing it enough to ensure he had her attention. “I’m the one in charge. S’all your fault, anyways. Could’ve gotten fucked half the week if you’d put your big girl panties on n’texted me.” The taunt had its desired effect as she rounded her eyes up at him. His fingers undid the button, palming over her tummy before slipping the fingers down and into her panties. “But think you caught me in a good mood tonight. Let’s see… How wet are you, mm?”

Her breath hitched as his calloused fingers pushed down into her underwear, slipping through her cunt with little hesitation. "It is your fault," she attempted to sass back, trying to regain some semblance of control. "For looking so...so menacing and hot." 

He chuckled darkly at her choice of words, his finger finding her soaking entrance and slipping inside. “Shut the fuck up, sweetheart.”

She moaned softly, her head falling back against the brick as it filled her. "Oh god, Harry." His single digit was the equivalent of two of hers. She’d tried well enough to recreate any feelings he’d given her that night throughout the week.

His fingers slid into her with ease, coating them in her arousal. She was absolutely drenched, clenching around him greedily, her body betraying just how desperately she had wanted his touch all night. Her juices smeared on his fingers and palm, the evidence of her desire unmistakable. "Fuck, you really are soaked, Y/N." Teeth grazing his lip, he crowded her against the wall, towering over her. “A little pathetic, don’t y’think?”

She whimpered needily as curled them just a tad, her hips rocking against his hand. "I can't help it," she gasped out, her voice thick with lust. "You just...you do this to me." Her hands fisted in his shirt, tugging him closer. "Please, Harry. I need more." The wet squelching sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of her dripping cunt could be heard if you listened close enough, stepping out into the alley.

“I know y’do. Needy little whore.” He cooed, making the word sound sweet. “Gonna have to be quick. Think you’re going to be able handle going back in there with all of ‘em, knowing you just got fingerfucked in the back alley? Like the slut you are?” Harry could tell just how much she liked it. He’d known just by her first interaction with him that she’d like this, but knowing they were compatible only made this even more fulfilling.

Her legs trembled lightly as he quickened his pace, his thumb swirling around her swollen clit. "Y-Yes," she stammered, her mind foggy with desire, his thick finger adding another inside to make her tear up. It was pathetic, as he said, but it wasn’t something she could help. It was just how he affected her. "Please, just...more. Harder. I'm so close." She could barely think straight, let alone care about the embarrassment of returning to the group. All she could focus on was the heat pooling in her belly and the intense pleasure he was wringing from her body. 

When it was over and her face was hot, her panties sticky, and her cum on his hand? She’d probably feel those nerves about facing everyone after being finger fucked half dumb in an alleyway. Especially after begging for it, loving the feel of his fingers digging into her jaw to keep her face tilted up towards him so he could watch her face- but that was part of the thrill, wasn’t it?

“Already?” He laughed in disbelief. “Fuck me. You really are filthy. Can’t believe it.” Curling his fingers up into her, he did what he could with the denim keeping his hand trapped. “Think m’gonna take you home after the night wraps up. Let you sit with your sticky cunt and think about how silly you were to not call me when you needed me so bad you’re making a mess out here. Think you still need t’suck me, don’t you?”

She let out a muffled cry as he curled his fingers upwards, her inner walls clamping down around him. "Yes, yes, I need it. I want to." she whimpered, feeling his fingers lessen on her face and making her head falling into his chest. Her release was building rapidly, the coil in her belly tightening with each thrust of his hand. "Harry, please, I'm going to-"

“You’re going to what?” He taunted, pulling her head back by the hair. “C’mon, good girl. Those lips are good for more than sucking cock, aren’t they? Y’like to talk all night to everyone else. Talk.” 

She choked out a moan as he pulled her head back, her body shaking with the force of her impending orgasm. "I'm going to cum.”

“Say please.” He reprimanded. “You can do better than that. You’re so polite with everyone else too. Where are the manners for me?” The tone was condescending, cruel, and it made her want to cum. He could feel it as she pulsed around his fingers. “Where is that sweet girl, hm? Or do I only get the slut t’night?”

She whimpered, her face contorting with the effort to hold back. "P-please, Harry. Please, may I come? Please?" The words tumbled out of her mouth, desperate and needy and everything she knew he wanted despite the desperation. "I can't hold back, please. I need-" Her cry was muffled by his hand, clamping over her mouth as her orgasm hit her with full force. She bucked against his hand, her body clinging to his as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her inner muscles milked his fingers, more of her cum coating his fingers.

She let out a soft mewl against his palm as he buried his fingers deep one final time, pressing her firmly against the brick to keep her up. Holding her trembling body as she came down from her high, he gave quiet reassurance as he felt her pulse around his digits.

She sagged against him, her body boneless in the aftermath of her intense release. She nuzzled into his chest, her breath hitching as he slowly withdrew his fingers, feeling the wet smear as he pulled it out of her panties. He’d made a mess out of her. She whimpered at the loss, her eyes fluttering shut as he showed her the slick coating them. "That's...that's embarrassing." she murmured, her face hot as she leaned her head back from him to rest on the wall.

“S’not.” He muttered, sucking the wetness from his digits with a soft hum. “Told you. Think I like you a little bit pathetic. Makes my cock hard. You do a good job.”

What did it say about her that she felt slightly giddy over the thought of him being turned on by her needy behavior? That Y/N felt a thrill of excitement at the idea of being his pathetic little thing? She reached out, her hand shaking as she tried to clean his fingers with her thumb. Her brain was jumbled and the air felt much warmer now, making her take a few breaths as the pieces of the puzzle came back together as her body joined her back down on earth. "So you’re…. um, when we’re done, we’re leaving together?"

“Yeah.” He wiped the remnants of her on his jeans, using the clean hand to fix her hair. “Think you can behave long enough without my cock t’get through the rest of the night?”

She bit her lip, her eyes flicking down to the bulge in his jeans. "I'll try," she promised, her voice still holding a bit of breathlessness to it. Y/N had to wonder if she’d ever truly have the upper hand but… did she actually want to? Having him control her in ways everyone else had failed was really fucking nice. "But you can't look at me like that. And...and you have to behave too." She reached out, tracing the seam of his zipper over his cock. "Can you? Behave, I mean." She knew he was as eager as she was.

“I can.” He shot her a look, putting his hand over hers to place her palm over his cock. “M’not the greedy, crying slut here. I can wait until we leave.”

Her touch grew firmer as she wrapped her hand around his erection through his pants. "But what if I can't wait?" she taunted, her voice low. "What if I want to touch you right now? What would you do?" She leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear. "Would you push me to my knees?" She slowly unbuttoned his pants, her knuckles brushing against his hard flesh.

Her seduction was halted when she felt the large hand wrapping around her throat. It wasn’t too rough, pushing her back and crowding her against the wall with his body, but she felt the thrill as his voice emerged as a dark snarl. “I said, we’re waiting. Don’t be a fucking brat or you won’t get my cock in your throat tonight. I know you’re gagging for it.” His breath washed against her lips. “But if you ask me real sweet, I’ll let you taste my tongue before I take your horny ass inside.”

Her pulse jumped under his fingers. The threat in his words sent a shiver down her spine, even as her cunt clenched with renewed need. Y/N searched his eyes, seeing the barely restrained hunger there. "Please, Harry?" she breathed, her voice trembling. "Can I taste your tongue? I promise I'll be good for the rest of the night."

What had this man done to her? 

Usually Y/N was the one who left men begging- but this borderline asshole of a man ruined her panties just by calling her pathetic. She wasn’t sure what was happening, but she knew it was something she’d worry about later. “There y’go. seems like you can listen to direction after all.” His hand around her throat tightened possessively as he crushed his mouth to hers. His tongue pushed past her parted lips, licking against hers in a filthy slick over. Y/N moaned softly, her arms winding around his neck as she pulled him closer. The kiss was wet, messy, and full of promise that made her knees feel weak. She didn’t want it to end, not even for a second- but when he finally pulled back, they were both breathless. "I'll be good. I promise."

[orimuraa]

ㅤㅤ↬ Give me one more kiss, kiss, kiss - Sim Jaeyun

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆when your boyfriend just wants more kisses ⨾

۶ৎ sim jaeyun x fem!reader ┆fluffff┆kissing, petnames┆ wc 230

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: i felt like i needed to write a short, individual member fic sooo...here! reblogs and feedback would be appreciated very much <333

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

"babyyy....come back," jake groaned from the bed, hanging off of it like a little child.

you literally just got up to get water and your boyfriend was already being a whiny little baby.

"ikeu~ i never even left the building!" you giggle, setting down your water glass on the night table before climbing back in bed next to jake.

"but you were so farrrr...." he whines again, adjusting his spread out body to allow more room for you.

with a small smile, you just lean closer to him, brushing the hair slightly out of his eyes.

his gaze was on you sweetly and he admired every move your body made, cherishing you in his vision.

"can i have a kiss?" jake pouts, puckering his lips ever so slightly to help send a message. goodness he was clingy.

"anything for you, jakey," you cheekily say, leaning in and pressing you lips onto his.

the kiss is sweet, allowing you to breathe in jake's citrus-y, yet clean aroma.

his lips feel so right against yours and you gently pull away, smiling at him with bright, twinkling eyes.

he kisses you again, and again, and again, smiling like an idiot each time he pulls away.

you giggle, burrowing your face into his neck and letting your ears flush.

a hand tilts your chin up, locking your gaze with jake's loving stare.

"one more?"

𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬: @en-diaries, @k-films, @k-nets

⚘. Perm taglist: @vmpivory, @yuvany, @seozii, @pinknjm, @greentulip, @jomisu, @nxzz-skz, @ancnymcnzjy

[lonelydollparts]

THINKING ABOUT … THANOS (player 230) 𓂃ᡣ𐭩₊˚. ⊹

content & warnings : nsfw, fem reader, fingering, oral (f receiving), pet play, dub-con/non-con, anal (painal? up to interpretation), drugging, dddne

wc : 311

a/n : my first posted work and it's squid game LFMAO

THANOS .. who's thickly ringed fingers pump in and out of you at a hurtful pace, the cold metal nudging your clit just right at times and making you shudder even more than you already do, only to slow down and push your hips back into the mattress with his hand on your lower tummy when you start grinding yourself on his fingers faster with no word of permission.

THANOS .. groaning and complaining, “Aw fuck, you're so wet, I don't want my nail polish to chip!” before he puts his tongue against your cunt.

THANOS .. whose whole face disappears from your view, a splash of purple the only thing you see when you glance down, highlighting the color of your own nails as they tangle into the flock of his hair.

THANOS .. telling you, “Stack, girl. Yeah, like you're a fucking show dog.”

THANOS .. who spits down on your ass and pushes a wet finger into it as you ‘present’ for him, holding you in place firmly when you start squirming and asking, “What? Wait, wait, no!”

THANOS .. who smiles as you start tearing up and telling him you've never done this before, grunting “I can tell” and "so fucking tight” in response.

THANOS .. who says, “Don't wanna make you a baby mama, do we?” when he presses his spongy tip against your hole.

THANOS .. opening his necklace up and taking out a tiny pill, the cross dragging over the skin of your back as he leans over you. He lets out a breathy chuckle next to your ear, watching your lips part in shock as you feel him begin to stretch the tight ring of your muscles. He pops the pink tablet into your opened mouth before you plant a hand over it in hopes of muffling your sniffles and whines. “I got you, girl. It'll help you relax,” he grins.

[mangocustard16]

BOYFRIEND JOSHUA WHO...

pairing: idol!joshua x reader genre: fluff, established relationship, comfort warnings: skinship, lmk if i missed something wc: 230 a/n: my love for him never stops growing

bf! joshua who makes sure you are drinking enough water daily 

bf! joshua who likes to play with your hair-braiding your hair and styling it differently than usual 

bf! joshua who loves to celebrate anniversaries, and always picks out the perfect gifts

bf! joshua who fights about who can do the cringest aegyo which always ends up in a tickle fight

bf! joshua who drops everything to sit and listen to you talk, running his fingertips along your sides. 

bf! joshua who plans all the dates, and finds all the hidden spots 

bf! joshua who is super proud and appreciative of whatever you do

bf! joshua who is your emotional support. who holds you close and whispers sweet nothings in your ears whenever you have a bad day

bf! joshua who texts you random messages throughout the day because he misses you

bf! joshua who always talks so highly of you in social settings to the point it feels like he's straight-up bragging about you

bf! joshua who buys you flowers on a random Tuesday, because it was Tuesday the day you first met

bf! joshua who insists that you must rest your head on his shoulders whenever you watch a movie together

bf! joshua who learns you favorite songs just so he can sing them for you

@kflixnet @k-films@k-labels taglist⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅: @bangchansbae @haecien @aaniag if you want to be added just send me an ask ♡⸝⸝

[nicholasluvbot]

✶ PILLOWTALK WITH RIIZE !

genre. fluff , fluff , fluff ! warnings. none ! wc. 868 ( around 100 words per member ) note. this is kind of short, but i really enjoyed writing it. feedback + reblogs are highly appreciated !

OSAKI SHOTARO

pillowtalk with shotaro is the highlight of your day, something you eagerly anticipate no matter where you are. his soft smile as he listens to you rant about your day lingers in your mind, a comforting presence even when he’s not there. he always asks if something is bothering you, providing thoughtful solutions to your problems, all with that gentle smile on his face. as you drift off to sleep, you watch him, his smile reflecting in your dreams, a soothing balm to your worries.

SONG EUNSEOK

eunseok isn’t much of a talker, preferring to simply listen as you rant about your day, his gentle hums filling the pauses. he loves holding you close, with your head resting on his chest—or on the days he's particularly tired, his head on yours—while his fingers softly caress your hair until you drift off to sleep. once he thinks you’re asleep, he leans in and whispers sweet nothings, confessing how much he loves you and how he always wants you by his side. often, you pretend to be asleep just to hear his tender words, never confronting him about it because you want to listen to that voice forever.

JUNG SUNGCHAN

sungchan, rather than helping you wind down for the night, has a knack for hyping you up until you both burst into a playful pillow fight. his energy is infectious, making you laugh and forget about any stress from the day. when he finally does settle down to tell you about his day, it often turns into a comical rant about his coworkers. he grumbles and exaggerates their quirks, and if you dare to disagree or offer a different perspective, he immediately starts to sulk, his pout unmistakable. his sulking continues until you pepper his face with a thousand kisses, your affection breaking through his mock annoyance. only then, with a satisfied smile, does he agree to cuddle up with you, holding you close as he finally quiets down and drifts off to sleep, leaving you both with hearts full of love and laughter.

PARK WONBIN

wonbin, when he's tired, simply comes up to you and hugs you tightly without saying a word, letting himself drift off to sleep in your embrace. on days when he has more energy, he loves to tell you about his day or share something funny that happened, giggling as he recounts the story with his eyes closed. he takes your hand and places it in his hair, asking you to play with it. you like to trace his features with your fingers, and he hums in satisfaction at your touch, occasionally kissing your palm. when he's feeling sad or down, all he wants is for you to hold him close as he drifts off to sleep, and if you're the one feeling down, he does the same for you. he's really just a big baby who craves the comfort of being held by you.

HONG SEUNGHAN

seunghan is another sweet guy who's always curious about your day and excited to share his. when he's had a good day, he goes on and on, yapping happily until he notices your eyes starting to close and your responses slowing down. that's when he decides to save the rest of his story for tomorrow, pulling you close and placing a soft kiss on your eyelids. "let's go to sleep now, baby. we don't want to be late for work tomorrow," he whispers, holding you until you fall asleep. if it takes him longer to drift off, he tries to match his breathing with yours, only to start coughing because he held his breath for too long. he quietly curses himself, worried he might have woken you up. ( please he’s such a sweetheart. sm please bring him back its been like 230 days i miss him idk if i can do this anymore )

LEE SOHEE

sohee asks about your day, but its clear he doesn't really care about the details. no matter how his own day went, all he wants at the end of it is to be close to you. as bedtime approaches, he becomes surprisingly soft and affectionate. if you're reading a book or scrolling on your phone, he tries to get your attention by playing with your fingers or fidgeting with the hem of your t-shirt. and when he finally manages to catch your attention, he lights up with happiness, almost resembling a puppy as he snuggles closer to you. he's sulky and pouts if you move even a millimeter away from him while he's still awake, but you don't mind because you love the skinship.

LEE CHANYOUNG

pillowtalk with anton is just so... ugh. being in bed in his arms and listening to his voice which is laced in warmth is all you think about all day. he loves to entwine your legs together, his arm draped over your waist, its weight offering a sense of security and comfort. his hand sneaks under your t-shirt, gently tracing circles on your lower back, sending shivers down your spine. you both talk for hours about god-knows-what until you're both struggling to keep your eyes open. and that’s how you fall asleep, feeling utterly content in each other’s presence.

[sunr1seblvd]

thinking about patching up hughie campbell and him kissing you notes: typical canon violence i think??, probably ooc but idc, wc: 230 a/n: hi everyone this is my first time writing fanfic, like, ever, so please lmk how i do <33

you drug hughie through the entrance of your one bed apartment and locked the door behind you. you sat him down on one of your mismatched bar stools.

"jesus, your face, hughie...what happened?"

"well, butcher and i had to go and find this guy, and...," hughie trailed off and slumped back, his wounds making him want to sleep for a little while.

"nuh uh. hughie, wake up." you went behind the counter and grabbing some rubbing alcohol and your first aid kit. sat in between hughie legs to clean his face, he tensed up.

"hey, thanks by the way, for, uh, patching me up, by the way."

you smiled shyly. "no problem. plus, knowing butcher, he'd probably tell you to just walk it off, and i care about you too much for that."

hughie studied your face as you worked on bandaging his wounds. once you made eye contact with him, he kissed you.

you pulled back first with a confused but delighted look on your face.

hughie on the other hand...

"i'm so so sorry ohmygod i definitely should not have done that"

"hughie-"

"i'll leave once your done with me, again im so sorr-"

"hughie!"

"do you want me to leave right now 'cause i can leave-"

you grabbed the scruff of his shirt and kissed him back.

his face went from confusion to happiness. "oh."

yeah, oh.

[http-tokki]

Levi, am I your first love?

~ levi ackerman x reader ~ tags/cw: fluff, sweet moments with levi. levi fluff! teeth rooting sweetness ~ wc: 230 ~ “Levi, am I your first love?” "No."

“Levi, am I your first love?” You ask gently, afraid of prying too far into his past. Levi surely couldn’t have loved before, he had told you he has never felt the way he feels with you, the depth of his feelings; the closeness to love. 

“No.” his answer is blunt. There is no messing around with his response, factual and straight to the point. 

“Oh,” the noise comes out of you in a quick breath. He was so quick to answer, was he going to admit to something you didn’t want to know the answer to. 

“But, you are the only one that matters” he turns to face you. Silver eyes glinting in the low light, smile tilting his lips upwards ever so slightly. “I’ve never felt what I feel for you. You’re not the first, but you are the last and the most important.” 

“Oh” 

“It doesn’t matter who I loved first because you are the one I love the most and the one I will continue to love until I’m not breathing, and even then I might come back and haunt you.” he laughs quietly. “Scared you for a second, didn’t I?” 

“Yes, and I think it made me not love you,” you tease, pushing on his shoulder. “I’m rescinding my love.” 

“My heart, how could you?” Levi clutches his chest dramatically. “How will I go on?” 

“Go ask the one before me.” 

a/n: I think I’m back ? I’ve had a lot of shit happen in my personal life (death and what not) but I think I’m back. This one is inspired by Hozier’s new songs All Things End and Francesca.

[the1970sdeadgaywizard-regulus]

Day 10: Cosy Blankets / @noblehouseofgay’s 25DaysofJegumas / WC: 230

Regulus would have rather it been spring or fall. He hated the winter with a burning passion. He simply did not appreciate the season. Regulus ran cold. The weather did not help.

James, on the other hand, loved winter. He did not care. The weather was perfect for practicing for quidditch. Not only that, but Christmas was his absolute favourite holiday.

Another good note, was the cosy blankets. James absolutely loved them. He loved seeing Regulus curl under them once the weather started getting a tad too cold for his liking.

He loved curling under the blankets with Regulus. He loved that Regulus let himself be vulnerable. Vulnerable enough to cuddle James when he got too cold. Vulnerable enough that he cuddled James at any given moment.

So, when the pair were preparing for Christmas, James knew what would eventually happen. He knew that Regulus would slowly inch towards the cosy blankets. He knew that Regulus would curl under them. He knew that Regulus would fall asleep.

And Regulus did just that, leaving James to fight with the presents alone. James didn’t entirely care, though. If and when he did complain about it, he would be teasing Regulus. Regulus would get a little salty, and James would remind him of how much he loves him.

That would go back and forth.

It fit them perfectly.

It’s what works for them.

[hxney-lemcn]

Time for a Break — Housewardens x gn! reader

summery: it's the end of the year and you have nowhere to go...

tw: slight angst (Riddle, Idia, Malleus)

wc: 1.7k (~230 per character)

Master List

With nonstop overblots, exams, homework, studying, and keeping your friends in line, you hadn’t even realized that the end of the year was approaching rapidly. You could barely take in your end of the year grades before coming face to face with the fact that you have nowhere to go while everyone gets a summer break. Didn’t you deserve a break too? You felt like you were going to collapse and evaporate if you didn’t sleep in a bed that doesn’t have lumps. In a fit of despair, you go to the only person you can think of.

❥ Riddle Rosehearts

Okay…so you are not allowed to come home with him. His reason for saying no is vastly different from his mothers reason. He doesn’t want to cause you any more stress, or have to hear his mother’s insults that she’ll inevitably spout towards you. No, instead he helps you ask Trey. Although Trey’s home already is a full house, his family welcomes you with open arms. All his siblings overcrowd you (no matter how much Trey tries to stop them), his parents ask many questions to get to know you better, and you end up sharing a room with Trey. All the while, you can’t help but think about Riddle, wishing you could find a way to get him out of his own personal hell. Over time, you and Trey visit Riddle, your only meetings being through his window. Every so often you’d bring Riddle a sweet treat that you learned how to bake either from Trey or his parents. As much as you enjoy having a break with such a lovely family, you can’t help wanting for the next school year to happen. Not for the school work, or the overblots (hopefully there won’t be any the upcoming year), but because you’ll get to see Riddle again, not through a window or with hushed whispers. But in person, speaking to each other freely once more. 

❥ Leona Kingscholar

When you hinted about not having anywhere to go, hoping that the lion would take the bait and let you stay with him, he just ignored you. Didn’t even pretend to act like he was listening to you. Squinting your eyes, you stood up from his bed, announcing that Malleus might be willing to take you in…you couldn’t get far before Leona grabbed your wrist, pulling you into him and holding you close. Who said you could go and stay with that overgrown lizard? Wasn’t it obvious you were staying with him? You were scared of meeting his family, they were royalty and Leona had spoken bad of them. You had met his nephew, and little did you know that the boy had talked his parents ear off about you and Leona for a day before finding a new topic. Leona’s brother and sister in law welcomed you to their palace with open arms, greeting you warmly before excusing themselves. It was a bit to get used to, trying new foods, sleeping in a bed that was way too luxurious, being treated like royalty, becoming a nanny…yeah. You now realized one of the reasons why Leona dreaded coming back. As much as you adored Cheka…he could be a bit much. Overall, it's not the worst place to stay, but it would feel a bit lonely without Leona or Cheka around. 

❥ Azul Ashengrotto

Oh boy…were you both that far in your relationship already? No? He’s just overthinking it? Okay, this was fine. He was a host after all, and he did owe you for basically saving his life…and being the one he loved. His only problem? His mother. As much as Azul loved his mother…he could not have her sharing his baby photos with you. He’ll have to work overtime over the summer to make sure that doesn’t happen (who is he kidding he can’t say no to his mom). How are you going to stay entire months under water? Who do you think he is? He’s got stocks of underwater breathing potions. When you meet his parents, you don’t have time to think before you’re swooped into a giant hug (probably the best damn hug you’ll ever get too). Then Azul is added to the hug and you're both being squished together. His mother loves you instantly, cooing over you both, feeding you some of the best food you’ve ever had while telling you embarrassing stories of Azul when he was just a little fry. Once again, you start seeing him in a new light, a much softer and loving one. He always tried to show you his gentlemanly and suave side, keeping just how soft of a person he was locked deep down, but you wouldn’t have him any other way.

❥ Kalim Al-Asim

What do you mean you have nowhere to go? Weren’t you coming to his place? He would be honored to have you as a guest! Just think of all the sleepovers, dates, game nights, and kisses! Actually, he might’ve gone crazy if he was away from you for such a long time. Kalim’s family doesn’t mind either, they don’t even notice one more person in their extravagant palace. Instead of just being swarmed with siblings, you’ve got cousins and distant relatives around you as well. They have both good and bad intentions, some scheming on how to get closer to Kalim, and others scheming on how to get you to play hide and seek. Kalim is practically bouncing off the walls as he drags you down the halls on his grandiose tour. Laughing heartily over the feast his family calls dinner, then taking you on a breathtaking carpet ride above the Scalding Sands. Each day is a different adventure, and Kalim is the one leading you hand in hand into what awaits you both. Poor Jamil, Kalim only got ten times more impulsive as he tries to show you everything he loves (and buy you anything you eye for a second too long). Also…you are in a bit of danger being seen in public so close to Kalim and with how he shows how much he cares about you…

❥ Vil Schoenheit

Do you think he’d let you stay at Night Raven College for months on end without supervision? You’re crazy. Just be prepared to be in a giant mansion alone for a bit. Vil goes without seeing his father for weeks on end, and he himself has a busy schedule. He’d love to take you with him, but unfortunately the media is as savage as a pack of wolves and would shred you apart without second thought. You didn’t mind too much, as long as you could get away from school for just a minute. With those warnings in mind, you were surprised to be greeted by servants taking your luggage to a spare room (right next to Vil’s) then being treated to a fantastic dinner with Eric, Vil’s father joining you two. Even Vil seemed surprised, asking his father about his latest movie. Eric only laughed, stating that he wanted to meet the person who caught his son's attention. You never felt too alone in the mansion, you’d get ready in the morning with Vil, seeing him off, doing your own thing for the day, and ending the night with a home prepared meal or going out to eat if Vil was feeling extra. On his days off, Vil would take you out, sometimes it would be to a spa, going shopping, or you forcing him to take a break and relax at home and watch some movies. You don’t think you could go back to that wack job of a school after getting a taste of luxury.

❥ Idia Shroud

What. You want to go home with him? You do know where he lives right? You’d be totally isolated from all your other friends…you still want to come home with him? He supposes Ortho would be happy to have you around…fine, he just doesn’t like how excited his parents get when he asks for permission (after all he lives in a very secret location). He’s a bit overwhelmed at first, it seems like such an intimate scenario. You’re going to be living with him in the same house in a super secret base in the middle of nowhere. When you arrive, Idia tries not to shove you into his room and lock the door because his parents are non stop pestering you. Asking you about how you met Idia, how he was doing, and about you and your world. Thankfully for Idia, they had to rush back to work quickly, giving you a warm welcome and telling you to ask for anything if need be. To your surprise, Idia watched you like a hawk (and that’s the times you knew of). S.T.Y.X. was a dangerous place, and he’d be damned if he lost you like he lost Ortho. Be prepared to be trapped in a room lit with blue led lights and playing video games and watching anime until you feel your brain melting. Please bring some vitamin D…you’re not going to get enough sunlight. 

❥ Malleus Draconia

Don’t worry child of man, he already has a room in his palace ready for you. Do you really think he was going to let you stay all alone (with Grim but okay) at Night Raven College? Of course not. You’re his precious child of man, he’ll make sure you get nothing but the best. Of course…he had to make sure his grandmother warmed up to you. You are a human after all, and she hasn’t had the best experience with them. Not to mention how his people will view him for bringing a commoner human into the castle and given the royal treatment. He doesn’t care. In fact, Malleus didn’t even think of such a thing, not until Sebek brought it up. When you arrived you felt overwhelmed as the servants bowed (you almost forgot that Malleus was standing next to you). He tried staying by your side for as long as he could, but as future king, he had many things to attend to. This left you on your own a bit, and you got acquainted with Maleficia. At first she terrified you, but over time you both warmed up to each other and Malleus found himself jealous with how much time you spent with her compared to him. All the while she found it amusing that her grandson was so hung up on a human…but she also found it heartbreaking. A fae falling for a human never had a happy ending, but she’s glad to know you’d take care of him well.

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Medic Drabble - I Like The Sound Of Your Voice.

Wc: 230 

Theme: Fluff

A/N: If you get the reference in the first line ily

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You didn't quite understand all the words slipping from his lips, only really recognizing a few such as skeleton or compound fracture.

You were snuggled up in his arms while he gently carded his fingers through your hair. You were sat in his lap as he stopped to place small kisses, and he couldn't see the warm smile playing on your lips. Then, after one of his small pecks, he stopped talking. You only noticed how much too quiet it was a bit after he stopped talking. You couldn't tell if he was done wth his topic, but his tone didn't make it seem that way.

After a moment, you took a breath in to speak up but he cut you off.

"Sorry for talking too much, I'm sure you'd rather just enjoy the affection in silence, ja?"

It took you a minute to process his words. Once you did, you made an attempt to face him, giving him a short kiss. His cheeks tinged pink as you replied;

"Oh, love- not at all. I love your voice, you know. Please keep talking, even if I don't always understand what you're going on about.."

You muttered the last bit and he gave a soft chuckle, tugging you closer to offer a soft kiss to your temple.

He really did continue to fall in love with you more and more by the day.

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Mar.29.24