#yesss tell me more about the ways in which

[shrimpchipsss]

foremost scholar of yuri theory

[itsalwaysdark]

aww its kinda cute finding me complaining abt my dads whole lisa thing from 2017. honestly so overshadowed by everything else and also i was so annoying when i was 12 aw .

[mad-hunts]

as far as jack could tell, jervis was really out of it; and it made him wonder it was due to something that had happened while he was out with his father, or when they'd gotten here. perhaps both. jack gnawed on his bottom lip, his eyes darting to jervis's hands, which were flexing like he was struggling with something. an eyebrow rose as jack contemplated asking whether he needed some pain medication.

since he didn't receive an answer to his question yet, jack figured he might as well introduce himself. ❝ uhh, well, you don't have to talk to me if you aren't feeling up to it. my sister told me that you fainted in front of her out there — so, i understand if you're still feeling sick. my name is jack, ❞ he scratched at the back of his neck as he continued to observe jervis. whenever the man tried to get up, jack approached him and was about to caution jervis that maybe he shouldn't by lightly touching his shoulder.

but he remembered matilda telling him something about the other really not liking to be touched, so he merely was going to verbally tell him. up until jervis laid back down himself, anyhow. jack couldn't hold himself back from frowning at his poor present state before venturing out of the room with a 'i'll be right back.' and indeed he had been, with two different vials, alongside a few syringes to inject into that IV bag: should jervis want to be medicated. jack figured it'd be easier to just do that rather than forcing him to swallow anything.

he placed those also on the table before tilting his head at the quote jervis had said until it clicked a few seconds later, ❝ that's a quote from through the looking glass, isn't it? and one that the red queen said in the story if i remember correctly. she was basically teaching alice that staying in the same place is falling behind, right? ❞ jack squinted his eyes at that before a thought came to mind. a soft snort left him, but one that was done of an innocent sort of amusement rather than malice. ❝ that is a kind of roundabout way of talking about survival of the fittest. but hey, lewis carroll was all about the whimsy of things, i guess. and its no big deal. ❞

jack pretended not to see the tears that the other shed for jervis's own sake. the blood on his lips was something he couldn't ignore, no matter how hard he tried, though. jack grabbed a washcloth from his pack and held it out towards's jervis's hand. once it was out of his hand was when jack set down that teacup, the slightly too long stripped pants he wore swaying across the ground. ❝ mm, you and dad were both asleep for nearly four hours. sure — i don't think that's silly at all. i keep something on me all the time from when my brother, julien, was still around. ❞ the bracelet he showed the other on his right wrist then seemed to be made up entirely of tiny conch shells.

julien was a big fan of the sea, which jack thought made his death all the more crushing. after seeing the state that the stuffed animal was in, he figured that that bunny must've been really loved; though it didn't really matter by whom it was. the end result was the same, as love changes you. jack knew this well as he'd never wanted anything more than to be embraced by the warmth of it.

he quickly shook that thought off, only to grab the two vials he got from the fridge once more. ❝ eh... the four hours actually went by rather fast. ❞ jack cleared his throat then, ❝ you know, i couldn't help but notice that you aren't looking so hot still, and so i grabbed some meds for you. but i won't force you to take them. i have a pain reliever as well as something that relieves vertigo. are either, or both of these, something you want? ❞

Eigengrau.

A faint hum buzzed in his ears; his mouth was so dry it felt like he’d swallowed a wad of wool.

The thin sheet beneath him brushed his fingertips as Jervis flexed his hands, cracking his eyes open a sliver. The room tilted, everything blurring at the edges. Ah… so he had fainted. Just as he’d suspected. No glasses, then.

"Hey. Ahh, you're awake… That's awesome. How are you feeling?"

The new voice was barely a whisper, young and uncertain—belonging to a boy, maybe sixteen or eighteen by the timber. Was this another of Barton's assistants, a friend of Matilda’s, or perhaps her brother? Jervis couldn’t quite remember; hadn't Barton mentioned something about having more than one child?

He winced, his body feeling heavy, leaden; aching everywhere. Slowly, he exhaled and tried to push himself upright—tried being the keyword. The effort brought only a wave of vertigo, dizzying and blue-hot, making his vision swim.

… ohh, god…

He swallowed thickly, curling into himself. Something wasn’t right. His glasses and gloves weren’t the only thing missing. He was in his socks, jeans, and a now damp charcoal t-shirt, his body slick with cold sweat. His graying auburn curls clung to his neck in tangled ropes. His boots were beside the cot, his messenger bag on a desk across the room. His overcoat and maroon button-down were draped over a chair.

A flicker of discomfort in his right arm. Burning. Tugging.

Jervis glanced down at the source: a plastic tube. A peripheral IV catheter.

"Ah, you know... 'It takes all the running you can do, to stay in the same place,'" he muttered, his voice clipped and hollow; Bermudian accent casual, almost detached. He turned his eyes to the boy; offered him a faint, strained smile. "Keeps things interesting, I suppose... but I appreciate your concern, lad."

He lifted his fingers to his cheek, feeling the moisture trickle down—salt on his lips. Tears, sharp and stinging. Jervis flinched and quickly scrubbed them away with the heels of his hands.

Cold metal pressed into his spine, tight around his neck—the chain with his and Sylvie’s wedding rings twisted against his skin. He must’ve been thrashing in his sleep. There was blood on his lips.

"Forgive me…" His vision swam as he watched the boy set a teacup on the small table beside the cot, just within view. "But I'm afraid I've rather lost my sense of time. How long has it been since I…?" He paused, his voice barely steady. "... if... if you don’t mind, could you please reach into my coat pocket? You'll find a small cuddly toy. A rabbit..." He rubbed his mouth, lowered his eyes. "It sounds foolish, I know... but it... it was my daughter's, you see..."

The boy nodded, moving quickly to retrieve the toy from Jervis’ coat pocket, and placed it on the table beside the teacup. The bunny was missing one of its button eyes, its white fur faded and matted. A pink satin ribbon around its neck was frayed and tattered.

“Thank you,” Jervis said hoarsely. “I must have been out of it for quite a while.”

[tojirights]

Okay this is going to sound like really bad but I did read your rules and saw that dubcon/noncon could be allowed so

please begging for a dub/noncon (up to u which) crumbs where Alastor is tired of reader's stubbornness and thinks it's time to really let her know her place (al owns her soul) and okay thank u bye pwosjdjeidnsj *runs and hides under a rock in shame*

a/n: HAAA YESSS. no this is amazing 😍😍

tags: 18+ smut nsfw, NONCON‼️, alastor is a demon fr, forced penetration, dacryphilia, choking, slight throat fucking

"good morning, would you be a dear and run this to rosie for me?" alastor pops into your room unannounced, as usual. you're tired, he had you up all night on another shitty errand, and you just want to sleep a little longer. "alastor please, can't anyone else do it?" you sigh, irritation bubbling in your chest. he never lets you rest.

alastor raises an eyebrow. "no one else is available." his tone is harsh, and when you meet his eyes, they're darker than they were a moment before. "this is the part where you're supposed to submit, say 'yes sir' and get out of bed." he leans on his staff, glaring red eyes staring through you. "or did you forget?" your eyes widen when you realize what he's about to do. there's a flash of green, and you feel the clasp of that shitty metal collar around your neck.

your deal with alastor backfired, just as he intended it to, and he ended up not having to do a god damned thing in exchange for your soul.

with a sharp tug of his chain, you're forced to sit up. the pull around your neck makes you cough, and you glare back at him. but when you do, you're quickly filled with a certain level of primal fear. alastor was no joke when he was angry, eyes glowing red and those antlers growing from atop his head.

"you need to learn, my dear, that the word 'no' is not a part of your vocabulary anymore." alastor walks with slow, determined strides towards your bed before his knees hit your mattress. he tugs once more, pulling you up and onto your knees. "alastor don't..." your breath catches in your throat. his hand grips onto your jaw, squeezing you uncomfortably. tears prick in the corners of your eyes, and you let out a shaky sigh. "don't?" alastor repeats, laughing. "have you forgotten the fact that i own you?"

you reach for his wrist in an attempt to remove his hand but he's far stronger than you. "i-i'll go, i'm sorry." you hiccup, but alastor has already made up his mind. "mmh, i don't think so. i don't tolerate insubordination, darling." your heart hammers in your chest when alastor's fingers find his belt. "you’re going to learn one way or another." he growls, freeing his half-hard cock and tugging your restraint.

you clench your teeth, and try to look away but alastor's grasp is too tight. his thumb drags along the bottom of your lip before prying your jaw open. "listen and be my good girl, this won't be so bad." you shut your eyes, the only thing you can think to do to cope with alastor forcing the head of his cock between your lips. there's only a moment of hesitation, a sigh from the demon above you, before his cock is being slid further down your throat.

every groan from alastor earns another tear running down your cheek. his hands hold your face steady as he pumps his cock faster, fucking the back of your throat. "so pretty, darling. look at me." he grunts, pulling your eyes up to his. they're glassy with tears, and its almost enough to make alastor cum down your throat in that very instant.

his cock pulses and he's forced to pull out of your warm mouth in fear of releasing before getting to take your cunt too. he taps your cheek gently, watching you cough and recover your breath after having your airways restricted. "strip, then i want you ass up on the bed." your lip quivers, and your body refuses to move even after you tell it to. alastor sighs, shaking his head. "must i do everything?" his words are somehow gentle and harsh enough to pull a sob from your chest.

before you can stand, alastor reaches for the hem of your sleep shirt and tears it straight down the middle to expose your tits. on instinct, you try to cover yourself but alastor's shadow circles both your wrists and pins them to your side. "please alastor... i promise, i-i will do anything you ask. please just don't do this." you plead, but alastor just clicks his teeth with his tongue. "you should've thought about the consequences before this, my dear. i've found that making an example out of someone typically gives the best results."

he does release his shadows, freeing your wrists and watches carefully as you follow his previous instructions. you kick your shorts off with a muffled cry and turn to shove your face into the mattress. ass up, you prepare for whatever alastor has in mind. his fingers find your slit, delving into the wet heat between your thighs. the laugh he releases sends a chill down your spine. "wet as can be darling!" without giving you another moment to process, his cock is pushing thick and hard into your unprepared pussy.

your scream gets caught in your throat, heat coursing through your body in an overwhelming way. "n-no, too much alastor, please stop." you cry, muffled into the mattress as you try to scramble away from him but you feel alastor's shadow come back to pin your arms. you're trapped at this point, completely under alastor's control. there's no choice but to give in, your body going limp as alastor pumps his hips into you.

"good girl." he coos, raking his clawed hands down your back. angry red marks follow in its trail. "see how easy it is to just obey?" every inch of his cock pushes you to your limit. "such a good cunt..." he sighs, his hips stuttering before he pulls out and you feel each thick rope of cum hit your ass. you finally open your eyes, letting every emotion flow through them as alastor empties his balls all over you.

there's a moment of silence while alastor catches his breath. "now... will you be a dear and run this to rosie for me?" he reiterates, and your whole body tenses. is he not even giving you time to recover? to clean up? fuck...

"y-yes sir..."

[kar1nsworldx]

ArthurTV and singer!reader who releases from the start or promise by laufey 🩷🩷

(...) from the start ᝰ.ᐟ

pairing: ArthurTV x f!reader

Instagram!AU

SUMMARY: y/n releases songs about a special someone and soon enough it's revealed about who it is

requested: yesss!!!! anon a big big thank you for requesting a fic, feel free to request more asapp if you'd like because I'd love to write more for people!!!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: anon I really hope you enjoy reading this! I tried to write this asap, and I really hope you like how the whole fic turns out <3 . I also actually wrote for the first time in my social media fic, so I really hope that you liked my writing and how the story progressed!!! Whilst writing I tried to make it as long as possible considering how late I posted this so I really do hope you enjoy!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REQUEST MORE STUFF!!!!! ♡♡♡

ˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 🧸ྀི

ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩

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y/n l/n: bla bla bla !!

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COMMENTS;

gkberry_: stunning stunning girl! xx

y/n l/n: stop you're gonna make me cry 😭

bambinobecky: gorgeous woman 💓

y/n l/n: sobbing, thank you becky 🫂🫂

faithlousiak: loved seeing you yesterday girly 🩷

y/n l/n: sameee I missed you sm! 🥹

userly: ahhh I love your outfits! where do you buy your clothes from?

y/n l/n: thank you sm!! I usually go to thirft shops, but sometimes I got to H&M for some shirts. if you want quality, long lasting clothes go to zara! I only have one clothing item from zara which is jeans and even tho they're a few years old they're still top quality. would buy more zara stuff but I'm broke 😭🫂🩷

userly: ahhh tysm!! love you!! xx

y/n l/n: 💓

user007: omg I haven't seen you in a hot second

y/n l/n: LOL sorry? 😭😭

user888: TULIPS!!!!! 🌷🌷🌷

y/n l/n: TULIPS <3 🌷🌷🌷

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Behz;

⤷ Miss Olive says that if you don't come to the next Sidemen Sunday shoot you will never ever see her again

You;

Well please tell Miss Olive that there is no need for threats

and that I will be there!!!!

Behz;

⤷ I'll tell the little Miss

⤷ are you free this Tuesday? we were planning to shoot a Hide & Seek video at the London Zoo around 3pm

You;

yeah of course I am

you lot want me to come at 3pm or earlier?

Behz;

⤷ maybe around 2:30 or 2:45? just so that we can mic you up asap

You;

yeah of course, not a problem

you need me to bring anything??

Behz;

⤷ nah, no need but thanks tho

You;

yeah ofc

see ya behz x, say hi to Olive and Faith for me! 🩷

Behz;

⤷ will do L/n 👍

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y/n l/n: lisened to a really great song on the way to a sidemen shoot. I wonder from who could it be tho... do you guys have a clue? 🤷‍♀️

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COMMENTS;

taliamar: BITCH YOU DID NOT MAKE ANOTHER SONG WITHOUT TELLING ANYONE, AGAIN.

y/n l/n: mmm you'll find out in a couple of days if I did or didn't xxx mwah! gtg to film a video now, love ya talia! 💓

taliamar: Y/N GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE RIGHT NOW ISTFG I'LL CALL SIMON TO FORCE YOU TO TALK TO ME FFS

user007: I AM DYING WTF BAHHAHAHA

freyanightingale: darling this will be 5/5 songs that you've made without telling anyone, ffs 😭

y/n l/n: thats why it's fun! 🩷

freyanightingale: why am I not suprised by your responce

useroo: OH???? OH?????????????????????

useredup: NEW SONG???? OH MA GAWD HELL YEAH PARTNER 🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

user505: OMGGG YES ID LIKE A NEW SONG PRETTY PLS

sidemen: oh? 👀

faithlousiak: NEW SONG??? WHAT??? I WAS NOT INFORMED ABOUT THIS Y/N

arthurnfhill: ooo new song, i'm intrested

user111: OMG I CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!!!!

xeuserxe: I AM TWEAKING I AM LITERALLY FUCKING TWEAKING

y/n l/n: me too bestie, me too 🫂

xeuserxe: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH

y/n l/n: BAHHAHAHAHAHA

ksi: insane news

xouserxo: I REALLY HOPE THIS IS A NEW SONG ANNOUCMENT I LITERALLY LOVE THE 4 SONGS YOU'VE RELEASED PLEASE LET THIS BE A NEW SONG ANNOUCMENT

y/n l/n: 🩷🤫🥹

xouserxo: WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?????

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Tobi 😎;

⤷ hey, just wanted to lyk that were all metting up in front of the Zoo

⤷ but tbf no ones here yet, just me, josh and ethan

You;

ty for the info Tobi! :)

I'm there within the next 10 minutes or less!

Tobi 😎;

⤷ glad to hear, see you soon :)

You;

see yaaa!!!!

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As she slowly started to approach the Zoo, Y/n put away her headphones into her tote bag, making sure to turn them off before putting them away. She quickly checked that she looked good and that her outfit was okay before walking through the black gates that were the entrence of the Zoo.

"Y/n, hey!" a voice called out as she was immidetly spotted entering through the gates. It was Tobi who greeted her first, a wide smile on his face as he waved at her. She waved back, greeting him as well Josh, Ethan and the crew members too. "How are you guys?" the brunette asked as she approached them with a shy smile.

"Pretty good, you?" Josh replied as he finished adjusting his mic. "Good, thank you," she answered. "Oi, you! Did you really make another song without telling anyone, again? Faith has been blowing up my phone for the last hour you crazy woman," Ethan spoke up as he looked at her. Y/n only let out a small laugh at his question and statement, a sly grin on her face. "Y/n, again?" Tobi asked with a slightly suprised and curious look. "Mm, I don't know boys. I'm sure you'll be able to find out in a few days." was the only responce the brunette offored, trying not to laugh quietly. She wasn't a famous singer by any means, like Talia or JJ but she did like to write music from time to time. So far she released 4 songs, but without telling anyone she knew that she's releasing a song it would always suprise them.

"Oh for fucks sake," Ethan groaned before contnuing; "I swear Faith will murder you one day I swear," at that Y/n let out a slightly suprised laugh. The four of them continued to talk and with time, more people came; Harry, Vik, Simon and JJ obviously, but also Chris, Arthur, and Danny Aarons. As they all finally got together, Josh informed the group that they would all have to wear a animal onsie.

"Oh for fucks sake man," Chris groaned as he put on a tiger costume. "To be fair they are quite comfortable," Arthur said whilst wearing a green frog costume.

Y/n only smiled at their antics and banter as she waited for the boys to finish putting on their costumes. She was given a fox onsie, which was slightly bigger on her but as Arthur said, it was comfortable. "I woudn't say they're that bad Chris," she said as she looked at the blond man.

"Yeah yeah," was the reply she got from the Jersey youtuber as he was slightly stuck whilst putting on the tiger costume. Y/n let out a chuckle as she watched him.

Soon enough they all were ready and Harry started off the video as he was the seeker. As he said that they could go and start hidding Y/n sprinted off, immidietly leaving the group to go and search for a hidding spot. "I have no idea where to hide, this place is massive," she spoke to her camera as she ran, showing off the animals. She always loved animals, so it was nice to see so many of them.

As she ran past the monkey enclosure, she spotted a little souvenir stand that was completly closed, windows locked, shut and everything. But to her suprise, the door was unlocked so she quickly steped in and closed the door behind her. "Fuck me it's dark," she said as she turned on the flash on her phone, lighting the place off. It was the size of a kiosk, so not that big. But there was a huge box under the counter, and that could just be her hidding spot. She put her camera aside to see if she would fit in it, and after she confirmed to herself that she would she picked up her camera again and got inside it, closing the box after she made herself comfortable.

"Not the comfiest place, but it could do the trick. It's kinda far away, so let's hope Harry dosen't come here anytime soon," she talked to the camera, holding it up to show her surroundings. "I think I'll camp out here for a few minutes and then I'll go outside again," she added "All the animals are adorable and I really want to see the red pandas."

Some time has passed and Y/n decided that she'd go and find another hiding spot. It was getting quite hot and stuffy in the cardboard box as well she was getting bored. After leaving the little souvenir kiosk she just strolled through the Zoo, filming animals and talking to the camera. "Guys I found Simon and Cal," she spoke as she recorded two extremely tall giraffes.

Just as she said that she heard screaming and from the distance she saw Danny get chased by Harry. "Oh fuck no," she yelled before sprinting away as she realised that Danny was sprinting in ger direction with Harry on his heels. "Fuck ne fuck me fuck me!" she yelled as she ran "I should've stayed in my hiding spot!"

Thankfully she was able to get away safely, but her costume? Not so much. She hid herself in a bush but because of doing that her costume got torn apart a little bit. "Man, I liked this onsie,"

She camped out in the big bush for a while, catching her breath and talking to the camera a bit. But after some time she heard yelling again. "Oh God I think Arthur is getting chased," she informed the camera, recording what she could of her surroundings from outside the bush. Just as she saw Arthur getting chased she immidetly stoped talking and stood still, praying that her cover woudn't get blown.

To her suprise, Arthur actually hid himself too in the same bush that she was in and Harry sprinted off down the path just a minute later, not even noticing them. Just as she was going to greet Arthur quietly he let out a loud surpised yelp. "What are you-" "Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up, you are not blowing this cover Televison," she cut him off, putting a hand over his mouth so that he woudn't make a sound. After a minute or so she put her hand down before greeting him with a smile.

"Hi," she said. "What are you doing here?" Arthur asked with a confused look on his face. "Hidding, obviously.," she replied. "Right," he said before falling quiet. The two didn't talk much, only recorded a bit and commented about something here and there, but other than that not my words were spoken between the two. After some time passed Arthur decided to go find another hidding spot, bidding Y/n goodbye. "Good luck," she told him as he left. "Thanks," and that was that.

"Well that was lovely..," she said to no one in a slightly moody tone. Nobody knew (hopefully) but the brunette had the biggest crush on the Jersey youtuber, despite knowing they had 100% chance of being together. Hell they weren't even that close, only really interacting whilst recording videos.

But that didn't matter that much at the moment as Y/n had a challange to win. After alot of more time has passed, she decided to leave the bush and go back to her original hidding spot. She made a dash for the kiosk, making sure to not be caught. After seccuring her original hidding spot she talked to the camera, about anything and everything really until someone entered the kiosk. She immidetly went silent, hopping she woudn't be found. Just then, she heard a yelp and something colliding into the box she was hidding in, making her fall. "Oh fuck me!" she yelled as she has been found, Harry standing over her.

"Oh my God I didn't even know you were in there, that was a complete accident mate!" Harry yelled, laughing as he recorded the brunette. "Oh for fucks sake Bog," she groaned as she got up. "Oi don't be so sad, you actually won!"

"I did?" Y/n asked excitedly, a grin slowly forming on your face. "Yes mate, did you not hear us calling for you?" Harry asked as the two walked out of the little kiosk with a confused look on your face. "I only heard screaming but no actual words being said." she responded. The two of them made their way quickly to the front of the Zoo where everyone else was. "Ey, theres the winner of todays video!" Tobi yelled out with a smile as he recorded Harry and Y/n approach them. "What happened to your costume?" Chris asked as he saw the brunettes ripped up costume. "Hidding in a bush is a smart move but it ruins your clothes." was all Y/n had to offer as they slowly started to finish filming. Soon enough everything was done and everyone was allowed to leave.

"You need a ride?" Vik asked her as it was a known fact that the girl didn't drive. "Nah, it's fine, thanks tho." she replied with a smile before going to bid everyone goodbye and leave.

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y/n l/n: FROM THE START IS YOURS PEOPLE!!! Please stay tuned as this is not the only song coming your way this month <3 Stream From the start, ASAP!! Much love to all xx

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COMMEMTS;

faithlousiak: SCREAMING AND CRYING GIRLY OH MY GODDD

behzingagram: @y/n l/n you are paying for the therapy bills, tnx

y/n l/n: love u both lots but we both know im broke af xxy

taliarmar: THERS MORE??? BITCH ANSWER THE PHONE

y/n l/n: 💓💓💓

us3r: 🎶💓

arthurnfhill: collab when???

y/n l/n: whenever you'd like arthur 🙏

freyanightingale: SO SO PROUD AND SHOCKED MY WORD

y/n l/n: LOVE U!!

xouserxo: literally in love with this song omfg

chrismd10: taylor swift (walmart version)

y/n l/n: hii chrissy :((

chrismd10: okay okay so maybe it is a good song or something...

y/n l/n: :D

bambinobecky: stunning stunning woman alert!!!

y/n l/n: marry me already?

gkbarry_: O.M.G

savinggracepod: WE NEED YOU ON THE POD NOW!!!!!!!

y/n l/n: I'm sure we can figure something out soon! xxx 😉

sidemen: bop

xeuserxe: y/n ilysm but who is this about!!!??!

vikkstagram: 🤩

userly: OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

user111: SO HAPPY AND PROUD WHO!!

useredup: SCREAMING AND CRYING AND THROWING UP AND DYING WHAT IS THIS BEAUTIFUL HEARTCRUSHING MASTERPIECE YOU HAVE GIVEN US

y/n l/n: another one coming soon! xxx

useredup: WHAT

useroo: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH

y/n l/n: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH

user505: MUSIC ALERT MUSIC ALERT I REPEAT MUSIC ALERT

italianbach: holy shit

arthurtv: congrats!

ksi: insane

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faithlousiak

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faithlousiak: go stream the crazy lady's beautiful sad gutwrenching love song pls, she needs help

tagged: @y/n l/n

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y/n l/n: I do not need help! I have a perfectly valid reason for writing the song Faith!!!! >:((((

faithlousiak: oh shut up you sad sack of potatoes and go write more songs abt unrequired love

y/n l/n: I will actually!!!

behzingagram: oh ffs

user777: still in shock

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savinggracepod: ladies 'n gents and all in between i'm sure you can guess our next podcast guest but please do tune in this week for the new episode to confirm your suspisions xx

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"Hi Arthur," Y/n greeted the man as she approached him. Tomorrow came way to quickly for her liking, and she was so nervous too as she had no idea why he set this up. "Hey Y/n," Arthur greeted her politely with a smile as he looked up from his phone. "Want to head inside?" "I'd love to,"

The two of them entered the café with Arthur immidietly going to the counter. "I can take our orders while you find a place for us to sit down. What would you like?" he asked her. "An Iced coffee would be fine, thank you," Y/n told him before going to find a table to sit at. She quickly spooted a table in the back of the café where a little amount of people were sitting at. She put down her bag onto one chair and waited for Arthur.

"Your drink," Arthur said as he put down both of their drinks on the table. "Thank you," the brunette replied, taking a few sips of her coffee before looking at Arthur. "So, whats up?" she started. "This is, uh.. quite unusual for us to meet up outside of shootings. Is there something wrong?"

"Yeah, it kinda is. But theres nothing wrong actually, I just wanted to ask you something..," Arthur trailed off as he put his own drink down. "Well ask away than," Y/n said with a smile, still quite nervous.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?"

"What?" Y/n looked at him dumbfounded, not beliving what she was hearing. Arthur asked her to go on a date with her? "Wait wait if this is about the songs and because somebody told you about my emotions you don't need to ask me out on a date Arthur, I understand that you don't feel the same. You don't have to take me out on some pity date, it's fine," she rambled, not letting him get a word in.

"Pity?" Arthur asked. "God, Y/n it's not pity I swear. I geniuenly liked you for way to long but I never thought you'd feel the same. Then the guys started to message me that I should ask you out after you released the songs and everything. The only real reason why I haven't tried to get closer to you was because I didn't want to get rejected or something and I kinda always thought you just didn't like me romantically."

"Oh..," Y/n breathed out, before a smile formed on her face. "Well in that case, I'd love to go on a date with you Arthur," she said, her cheeks turning pink as she looked at him.

"Really?"

"Most certantly,"

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ur jealous! ace post was so yummy!!! idk if you did this already, but could you do a jealous! idia one?

omg yesss

Jealous!Idia categorizes himself as “the most teenage girl of all time”.. even he knows how often/intensely he gets jealous, and he hates it! What if because he’s talking so much about this other guy you run into some rando’s arms??

Jealous!Idia’s had Ortho tail you at school for months now, and that’s to say nothing of the surveillance he has on you :) He swears it’s not anything creepy though!! You can definitely tell whenever he’s been on a school camera binge because he’s usually pretty stand-offish (watching you means watching you with guys, and watching you with guys freaks him out!!)

Jealous!Idia’s master plan is to plant seeds, and he is not good at it. He’s tried soooo hard to get “threatening” guys off your roster (which is a lot of them, but mostly “lawful good types” and those with high standing), but if his goal’s to separate the two of you and he’s thought about it a lot, it comes out as something like “hey.. uh I heard this guy’s a massive creep, yeah! He sits in his room all day watching footage of you, what a loser!! Haha,,,”

When you call him out Idia gets so jealous it feels like he’ll explode!! (“Ugh you wouldn’t have said that to him, wouldya?”) The best way to resolve it is talking him through your thoughts when whatever riled him up happened, but you guys really need to get better at communication :(

A cute date idea’s taking jealous!Idia out to school after hours and doing live action remakes of the school shenanigans he wants to do with you irl, or how he’s coaching you to respond to advances (both get played up to the max) “c’mon Idia, open wide! I made that guy who was following me around buy me lunch, and I’m gonna feed it to youuuu” “dude, cooties!! Should’ve pushed him into his cauldron tho, lol”

Overall he’s super jealous but wants his feelings addressed, not fluffed off. If you guys were any worse at resolving your issues somebody’s getting set on fire (clue: it’s not either of you). Maybe this can be used as an excuse for him to get out more! Who’s better at warding off sweats than your big bad watchman?? (Maybe his mecha but it’s the thought that counts)

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I WANNA BE YOURS | WOSO X READER | PT 14

pairings: woso x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: fourteen

part one here

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THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you guys back me up here

lotte y/n absolutely not

neev oooh what's gotten lotte acting like this

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ so i made this insane connection yeah lotte is literally a female tom holland but miss wubben-moy here is denying it

the REAL karate kid huh?

mccard hold on you might be onto something here

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

LOOOK it's not the best photo to compare from but tell me i ain't the only who sees it

stairway OMG

brightness oh yeah i'm seeing it

stephy YESSS it's the side profile

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ exactly!!

meado that is insane

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ seeee lotte! i meant it as a compliment when i said you look like tom holland's twin

elton changed lotte's name to tom holland's twin

tom holland's twin

neev

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ 😔😔

tom holland's twin niamh do i need to remind you of this afternoon at the beach? because i will

hempo oooh i wanna know what happeneddd

daly

stairway WAIT YOU GUYS WENT TO THE BEACH?! AND DIDN'T INVITE ME

the REAL karate kid that is so sad we must've completely forgotten about you

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG YESS I HAVE AMAZING PHOTOS TO SHARE

neev Y/N NO

tom holland's twin Y/N YES

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

this one and jessie were STRUGGLING for an hour trying to place their mats 😭😭 it was so funny

flaming hot STOPPP DONT REMIND ME

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

and miss fleming here even gave me the bird guys she's not as innocent as she looks

flaming hot oh shut up y/n

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you're just sour that the wind loved me

flaming hot yeah i really am

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

i'm justfdghjkem ehyu tyuiolkjehsyuikmdrnh

willybum um y/n you good?

elton are you having a stroke rn?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ sorry y/n's a bit busy rn

neev WHERE'S Y/N MY BAE AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ if you want to see her alive again i'm gonna need y'all to venmo me 10k each

stairway 10k?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ is that too much for you?

stairway oh no no it was just surprising how you didn't go for one 1 million like everyone usually does

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh well i guess if you want it that way then 1 million each from y'all

willybum STANWAY WTH

neev had to open that big mouth of yours

ona we'll save y/n just what is this venmo and how do i venmo you money?

elton i mean do we have to ..... she'll be fineee

neev you know what how about 1 m for y/n toone will pay for it on behalf of us all

elton HUH excuse you i ain't venmoing anyone a million dollars i'm positive i don't even have a hundred dollars in my bank account

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ wow glad to know how much i'm worth 😔

ona y/n! you're okay! do i still have to venmo for your safety?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh no no don't worry about it ona you're too sweet for this world 🥺 kyra and charli were being jerks and snatched my phone and ran away

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ added kyra and cha cha

kyra aw man you ruined the fun 😔 i could've earned some money

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ nahhh ona's too precious to be scammed by you but i mean ella on the other hand ....

elton OI

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG HOW MANY SELFIES DID YOU TWO TAKE ON MY PHONE?!

cha cha just enough 😁

stephy i was dreading when the three of you would meet up as if we don't already have enough chaos in this groupchat

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ stephyyy why would you think that 😔

cha cha honestly

kyra

the REAL karate kid 😭😭

willybum HELP

cha cha HAHA I LOVE THIS PLS

stephy

kyra WOAH WOAH WOAH

stephy

kyra

cha cha HELP YOU BEAT KYRA WITH MEMES I CANT BELIEVE THIS

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ HAHAHA STEPH YOU ICONIC LEGEND I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE

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i don't even know what the hell this is anymore 😭😭 but i hope you enjoyed this nonsense

part fifteen here

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How about cuddling headcanons for Adam, Mammon, and Alastor? I'm in need of snuggles.

♡ Mammon, Adam & Alastor: Cuddling Hcs ♡

Note: YESSS I LOVE SNUGGLES!!!! And ty for requesting, so here are my thoughts! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Female!Reader, AFAB

Warnings: Sexual themes, thats all!

Mammon ♡:

Always the big spoon. He is super clingy, but only a few times will he ever little spoon.

When he is a big spoon, he likes smelling you. I know it sounds a bit strange, but he likes your natural scent. So he will sniff your hair, neck, etc.

When he is rarely a little spoon, he will just lay there while you wrap your arms around his neck. It looks silly since he is so large, but you two manage to make it work. (or atleast he forces you to)

He comes home really late at night. So he thinks your so cute when he comes home and find you asleep without him. So he will place you on his chest and stomach, and fall asleep with you.

A little secret between the two of you, he likes when you baby and coddle him. Like telling him stories, etc, But if you ever mention it to anybody else, he will go full on ballistic on you.

He likes to use your boobs as pillows. If they are big or small, he just likes laying on your chest. It helps him fall asleep easier, even though he is an extremely heavy sleeper.

His favorite cuddling position is you laying ontop of him. He likes how easily he can see you, and how he can touch you, and run his hands over your warm body easily.

If he is upset, all he wants is your hands massaging or wrapping around his (nonexistent) neck :(

If you try to get up, he wont let you. He'll trap you in his four arms. Even when he is asleep he knows whenever you are about to get up. He wont let you get up to even go to the bathroom, so you might as well just pee your pants at this point. He has a certain reflex.

"Nooo stay.... five more minutes, cmon sweets...."

However, if he needs to move, he wont hesitate to get up and just let you fall.

He prefers if you are wearing less clothing while cuddling. Not like fully naked, but in a bra and underwear. He likes how your in a relaxed state. Him on the other hand, he will sleep fully clothed. He likes to feel your natural warmth, since he is naturally cold.

He also likes trapping his head in your thighs. They are nice and warm for him, and sooo comfy. Like if you two are watching TV, or if he is rambling on about basically anything that annoys him- (which is everything at this point)

Wont make anything sexual unless you initiate. Its not like he isnt horny (trust me, he is quite a bit), But he just gets lazy sometimes...

Cuddles in his webs. He will make a cute little fort for you out of pillows and webs to make you comfortable and eased for him if you are alone.

He hates when people try to get in his way of you and your daily cuddles. Will drop anything and everything to cuddle with you.

His favorite places to cuddle are on his big webs at the stadium, or alone in bed. He wont flat out cuddle you in the webs, but will get very comfortable.

He will have you snuggle up to hip, one of his left arms on top of your head, the other around your waist.

Overall, he is stubborn when it comes to getting his way during cuddling, but he makes it somewhat enjoyable.

Some things he will say:

"Babe, c'mere for a second. I need your company right now, hm?"

"Awh, your such a good girl, you're so cute layin' on me like this"

"Just gonna take one photo, hope you dont mind sweets...."

"Your gonna let daddy lay on your thighs, yeah?"

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Adam ♡:

Switch between big and little spoon. Also super clingy, even more so that Mammon. So he always has to be touching you in some way.

When he is big spoon, he likes resting his head in the crook of your neck. It relaxes him to an extent, since he has ALOT of anger issues...

When he is little spoon, he likes to feel you hold him. It makes him feel safe with you, and like all of his problems are lifted.

If you try to get up, he will start complaining and whining like a child.

"ughhh noo babe... come back...god damnit..."

His favorite cuddling position is you laying face up on his chest, with one leg up like this. Because he likes to see all of his favorite assets.

Speaking of assets, he likes your ass. Grabbing it, especially in this position. He will run his hand over it with one hand, and give it the occasional slap.

Or he will put his hands down your shirt/bra and just cup your breasts, and leave his hands there. Not even moving them.

Another one of his favorite ways to cuddle with you is by laying his head on your ass. He will literally just lay there, and act liek nothing is wrong with it. Like before bed, watching TV, he will even make you do it if he is in his office.

His favorite thing to see you wear when cuddling is an oversized t shirt w/ no bra, and panties. He thinks you look cozy, and a plus if you wear one of his shirts. Or one of his robes/any of his clothing.

He is a super heavy sleeper. He snores really really loud. You literally have to use an airhorn to wake him up. He also sleeps with his mouth hanging open.

As I have said before, he will somehow turn everything sexual, including simple cuddling. You could by nuzzling into him all cute, and he would start to run his hands in your panties. -_-

Hes a chatterbox. Even when he sleeps, he sleeptalks. He will blab on about his day, how annoying some people are, how sera is a real bitch-

SO you physically have to cover his mouth with your hand.

Does not like taking his mask off, but you are a rare exeption. He just feels so comfortable around you, and he loooves the feeling of your hands raking through his hair. It gets him to shut up really fast.

But overall, he is actually really enjoyable to be around, especially when cuddling. Just don't get too attached, because then he wont leave you alone.

Some things he will say:

"Please? Lets just lay down for a bit babe, im tired."

"Ughhh just stay do you have to go to the bathroom every 5 seconds?"

"If you leave im gonna be very upset y/n." :(

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Alastor ♡:

Always the big spoon. He just likes the feeling of you laying with him, and being able to hold you innocently.

His favorite part about cuddling is feeling your skin flush again his. He in general does not enjoy being touched, but by you? You are lucky to be considered the only exeption.

He likes when you play with his ears sometimes. Most of the time he wont let you, but when he is feeling docile he likes feeling your fingers rub and scratch the base of his ears. Never his antlers though.

Or when you rest your head against his chest. He cant help but bring a hand up to your back and affectionately sooth it.

If you try to get up, he also will not let you. Unless you have to go to the bathroom, he will accompany you since he is a gentleman. (in his mind, that is a gentlemanly thing to do.)

"Sweetheart, do you need to get up? Here, let me join you."

His favorite position is the classic hold from behind. He sleeps with his eyes open, so it helps if you are not scared by him and facing away...

He enjoys holding you affectionately, and being so vulnerable around you. You can also hear gentle radio static that sounds like white noise.

Places he likes to cuddle are his bed, chair up in his radio tower, and on the couch occasionally. And only if he is sure nobody is around.

Alastor is a very private person, especially with you. He prefers to keep his love life and cuddling activities secluded.

His favorite thing to see you wear is a silk robe, either red or white. He thinks you look elegant and very attractive to him. He likes the feeling of the silk against him, which soothes him for some reason.

He never takes cuddling and makes it sexual. Even if you were to initiate, he would play dumb and act like he doesn't know what you are trying to do. He just hates ruining he moment with his darling.

Meaning he takes snuggling with you very seriously. He will drop everything to nuzzle up to you. He acts like it doesn't faze him, but really it does in only a way you can do.

Here are some things he will say to you:

"Darling, how about you and I relax for a little bit? It may ease your nerves."

"Sweetheart, are you asleep? Oh dont you just look adorable."

"Hm, how about you get up now? Its been a little while, my dear."

So overall, snuggling with him gets you really relaxed, but he has a make staring problem if you don't mind...

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18+ MDNI Fem!Reader pregnancy sex

You've been super horny since this morning but you've both been busy and when Simon came back from the base, you didn't have the heart to mention it to him since he was beyond exhausted and you knew he'd never deny his lovely wife anything even when worn-out and drained.

Now he's out, in a store for your sudden 3 A.M. cravings. "No, don't get the other ones if they don't have it. Ok, love ya!" you tell him what brands to get over the phone, your hand mindlessly wandering over your body, gently rubbing your swollen belly, moving lower... and lower... finding your clit and absent-mindedly starting to massage the nub. You let out a quiet moan, "What was that, love?!" he asks, wondering if he heard it correctly. He knows that sound. "Siii..." you drag out his nickname, gasping as you insert one finger inside your soaking wet pussy, but it's not enough. It doesn't feel the same. You want him. You need him. "Siii, please!" you whine, making his cock twitch in his pants. "Are you...?" " Yesss, Si... please! I need you inside me!" you cry out. "Fuckin' hell!" he mumbles under his breath, trying not to get hard in the middle of the store but to no avail. "I'm on my way, love." he hurriedly buys the stuff you ordered and heads back home.

He runs straight to the bedroom upstairs to find you sprawled out on the bed, legs spread open, one hand stroking through your folds and the other grabbing and rubbing your breasts, moaning his name.

He removes his clothes in an instant and hovers over you, placing a soft kiss on your lips. "Hi!" he says grinning, making you giggle, "Hi, Si!". "Please! I need you!" you plead, whining and grabbing his hands, pulling him closer.

He grabs your hips and gently positions you at the edge of the bed so you'd be more comfortable with your pregnant belly. "Spread your legs for me, love." he says, voice gruff which makes your seeping cunt cream at his words. You open your legs for him, his eyes on your glistening pussy, pupils dilated, gently stroking his cock, spreading his pre-cum on his length.

He grabs the back of your knees and spreads your legs wider, "Ready, love?" he asks as he lines himself up between your thighs. You nod and he softly pushes the tip inside, making you gasp. "More! Please, Si!" you beg him to give you more. Your poor needy pussy has been neglected long enough, it's basically crying out for his cock.

He slowly slides in till he bottoms out, making you throw your head back into the pillows, shut your eyes and let out a loud high-pitched moan. You sigh in relief, feeling so full, his thick veiny cock stretching your tight dripping wet cunt so good, it makes your eyes tear up a bit. "You ok?" he asks, wiping your tears. " Y-yeah. F-feels g-good. You feel so so good inside me, Si!" you moan out, giggling at the feeling and your own desperation.

"Yeah?" he smirks, "Feels good when I stretch you out on my big cock?" he croons as he starts rubbing your sensitive swollen clit "Sweet pussy so needy and desperate for my cock... so wet f'me... begging me to fuck you. Huh? You want me to fuck you good, baby?" "Yesss! Please, Si! Fuck me!" you whine pathetically. His eyes darken with lust as you beg him to fuck you.

He slowly and teasingly drags his cock out and slides back in, his hips slamming onto your ass, making you blush at the sound. He slowly rolls his hips into yours, concerned about your fragile state. Soft groans and whimpers fall from his lips, mixing with your moans and mewls which sound like music to his ears as he slides his fat cock along your tight warm walls, his eyes locked onto yours, thinking how beautiful and heavenly you look with your swollen belly, squirming and writhing as he fills your pretty little pussy with his thick cock.

"You're so fucking beautiful, lovie!" he groans out and picks up the pace, careful not to go too hard and you grab the sheets, back arching, tears running down your face, curses and guttural moans seeping through your lips as you feel your climax approaching. He pants and grunts heavily, chasing his high, "I'm close, Si!... Ah-ahh!" you moan out, "I'm right there with you, love!" He slams his girthy shaft into your puffy soaked pussy one last time, letting out a deep growl and you cry out his name as you cum around his dick squirting, walls clenching and milking him dry as he fills you up with his thick warm cum.

He bends down, leaning his forehead against yours, both out of breath and panting heavily. He kisses your sweet lips and slowly pulls out, lying down beside you and gently taking you into his strong arms, cooing sweet nothings softly into your ear in order to ground you as you're still in a haze. You have a content smile on your pretty face and he's happy to be the cause of that. "I love you so much, baby." "I love you too, Si... so fucking much."

comments/reblogs are greatly appreciated ♥ 

[kizzer55555]

Ultimate Escape Room

Sam, Danny, and Tucker are bored. Nothing seems to be a challenge anymore. Summer vacation is coming up but they can’t agree on anything . Themepark? What’s a better roller coaster than Jack driving? Scary movie? I’m sorry, nothing beats Fright Knight’s nightmare realm. Bungie jumping? Danny can fly. Then Tucker, who’s been typing on his computer, asks “what about an escape room?”. The others are about to shut the idea down because seriously? Easy. But Tucker just grins and shows them his computer screen.

“Ever heard of Arkham?”

Danny and Sam lean over to read the description and all three turn to each other and grin. 

Now, what’s the fastest way to get into Arkham?

…

So the chaos trio do ✨something✨ that gets them locked up in Arkham and then try to escape and they keep. You know, normal stuff for Arkham inmates. Except this trio? Keep. Getting. Out. Of. Their. Cells. So they are just passing by locked up rogues and waving at them as an army of prison guards chase after them. Sure they could get out the easy way (Aka powers) but no, this is a challenge so they have the normal rules of an escape room. Aka, you can’t break anything and an extra rule where if a guard catches you, then you can’t fight back (also, no one can get hurt). (They make fake identities and everything). So they need to go through the whole process. Figure out how to unlock cuffs. Could be learning to pick a lock with a spoon/stick/long nails. Then find the keys. Possibly having to crawl through vents to get in the warden’s office. Or making deals with prison inmates. Like, I’ll get this for you if you give me that (however they extract a promise that the rogue can’t kill anyone with whatever they help them with.) So they are in prison literally doing errands like find freeze’s weapons in exchange for him telling them the passcode to the gate or something. Or getting Waylon some meat from the cafeteria and he’ll break the lock on this movable vault that has materials to make smoke bombs they can use to distract the front guards. 

These kids are just going wild and it gets to the point where Arkham has to call the bats (like no Waylon, we won’t escape with you, we have to do it without breaking any walls!) So literally the only reason they are not escaping is because they want to do it ‘right’. But they are also aiding other rogues in their escape (at least certain ones. They aren’t helping joker no matter what he offers)

It’s driving the bats mad. They have vigilantes stationed in each hall, in multiple monitor rooms.

They aren’t even using anything clever to block the cameras. They’re using mirrors. Mirrors! Where did they even get so many handheld mirrors! 

They are running circles around the bats. The escaped rogues literally aren’t doing anything yet because they want to see how the three hellions will escape the entire bat clan. They have bets going. So there is a temporary truce.

Just imagine the conversations/interrogations the bats will have with trio, trying to figure out their master plan - because surely there's something more going on than three chaos young adults playing a game, right?

They trio each have a different story. And they are so passionate/convincing actors that no one knows which story is real. At least one of them told a sob story with legitimate tears.

Danny: (all mysterious) You shall never know our master plan….until it is too late. And just casually dropping hints that there is something greater or that the bats are playing right into their hands. Even using ridiculous scenarios like yesss the ketchup explosion in the cafeteria….We are one step further….Mwa ha ha! (Rubs his hands together)

Sam: (absolutely distraught with literal tears running down her face and ruining her mascara.) There is a terrible organization holding their parents hostage. They had been framed and forced to be in Arkham. If they don’t do exactly as they are told, their loved ones are in danger! Should we stay? Should we escape and help them!? No one will believe us and what if we make things worse? We don’t know what to do!

Tucker: (takes a long slurp of a smoothie. Where he got one? No one knows). Yeah we were bored and had nothing better to do than mess with you guys. (Sluuuuurp).

The bats are trying to figure it out. Is the black haired guy telling the truth and the other two are just manipulating them? Is it the girl and the others are only following the plot of the organization? IS THE BARET KID RIGHT AND THEY’RE JUST MESSING WITH US!? WHICH STORY IS IT!?

Under normal circumstances, Sam wouldn’t give a sob story because It’s not really her vibe. But Sam has the opportunity to pull one over on a bat. Do you honestly think she won’t take a chance to mess with them? Also, Dick is the one who is interrogating Sam.

He’s crying too by the end of the story.

Poor guy, Sam will play his heart like a fiddle. 

Also, their fake identities are Jordan for Danny. Mortica for Sam (or Macey for short) and Phineas for Tucker. The fact that they are using fake identities is the only thing they all agree on in the interview. But the bats find nothing on them and the identities are so realistic they wonder if they are even fake at all. If the three are faking fake IDs to throw them off their tail from looking deeper. Apparently their ‘parents’ having a missing persons report.

Damian is interrogating Danny. It’s just so easy to rile him up and get under his skin. It’s absolute drama in that interrogation room. 

Danny: ah yessss. Master plan.

Damian: you shall never succeed! Justice shall prevail evil scum!

And Duke is interrogating Tucker. He just…has no idea how to respond to this. He wasn’t trained for this response. Hostile, yes. Mysterious, yes. Scared, yes. Civilian, yes. Even Flirtatious! YES! But not…this. What does he do? should he take out his note cards?

Also, I’m adding a mix of home alone elements to this. They have to get past the bats somehow and it can’t be lethal. Poor Jason and Steph who are patrolling the halls fall victim to most of this.

At one point, both of them are tied up together and hanging from the ceiling. While the trio just casually walk by under them. 

It’s dental floss. Really strong dental floss.

Then the bats start taking sides. 

Jason? once he hears Sam's story, he's immediately willing to help her. He and Dick are searching for that missing person's report almost religiously.

Tim believes Danny's story. part of it is because it makes the most sense, and the other part is that he's slightly biased from becoming an evil megalomaniac in every timeline he's seen so he's subconsciously trying to stop that from happening here.

Cass believes Tucker because come on, it's Cass.

Steph is siding with Tim because her father was cluemaster so same reasons.

Bruce is trying to fact check all of them and is failing desperately.

Sam added some ‘clues’ in her interrogation and basically threw the GIW under the bus as the organization. So the bats do find a shady organization but so far no missing persons so the other bats still don’t know if what Sam is saying is true or not while Dick takes this as absolute proof and Jason feels like it doesn’t matter if she’s telling the truth at this point. It’s a corrupt organization. So he’ll still blow it up.

I think in this AU, the GIW isn’t a threat and more of an annoyance so Sam just plays them up as even worse. Like, she doesn’t say anything untrue just makes it sound worse out of context. Oh yeah, they opened fire on this random kid. (Gregory when they thought he was phantom) Oh yes, they have destroyed Danny’s house at one point. (The prank war with Vlad) Yes, the have an unhealthy obsession with dissecting people. (Even though they are too incompetent to actually catch anyone).

So again, they don’t know if Sam is telling the truth of the organization or they just used this random organization to draw their attention away from the three’s plans (as Danny implied). Possibly an enemy organization or a competitor.

I know everyone makes the GIW a big threat but I decided to change it up. They aren’t a threat but still get obliterated by a pissed off Red Hood and Nightwing.

And that’s  another reason why Sam gives the sob story. Danny and Tucker are great but they wouldn’t actually sick a crime lord on the GIW. Sam? Absolutely would. She does not care what happens to them. They tore up her garden one time with a stray shot. She wants revenge. And sure, she didn’t actually know what would happen to them after the bats find out but she still doesn’t care.

And through all of this, the rogues are sitting back and eating popcorn while Joker screams bloody murder from his cell. 

[thisgirlnamedblusy]

Heyy, Your work is so amazing it makes me beg for more!

So like gp! Donna x Fem! Blind reader.

So y/n have been working for donna for a very long time, also she's blind but she can see like Outline of the place and the story: Donna's so sweet to her also so in love with y/n and one day something happens (you can choose) that's make Donna confess and y/n feels the same.

And Donna si so scared but y/n assures her that she love her more than anything and they make love 💕

Thank youu...also sorry for my grammar again 🤭

Yesss!!!! Thank you for your support and for your request!!! I hope you like it and sorry about the language mistakes!!! :))))

A useless maid?

Pairing: Donna Beneviento x Fem, Blind! Reader

Warnings: G!P Donna, a bit of smut, Minors DNI, fluff, blindness...

Word count: 7,799

Summary: Why keep a blind maid like you?

N/A: Sorry about the language mistakes!!! Requests are open!!! I'm waiting yours!!!I love you all!!!

Spring was always your favorite season.

The morning sun warmed your face, telling you it was time to get up, and you did, opening the window, letting a floral scent and a fresh breeze wash over your face. It was a good way to start a new day.

Your life was always a constant whirlwind of circumstances, emotions, luck and misfortune. When you were 20, you were completely alone. Your parents were no longer there and you were the only one who could do something so that loneliness wouldn’t become your companion forever.

In some way you still found hard to believe, you ended up obtaining a privilege that only a few people enjoyed, serving one of the Lords.

To be a maid, to cook... All of those were easy tasks for a girl like you. You didn't stand out in them, but at least you were much more willing to do them than some of your friends, those who, involuntarily, ended up working in the castle.

Perhaps your different, cheerful and optimistic attitude was what led you to the job of your life, serving as a maid in a mansion that was the fear of most of the villagers, in that dangerous place from which no one returned, the Beneviento Estate.

A normal, ordinary maid for a not so ordinary woman. Donna Beneviento was the youngest of the Lords, the most discreet, and for many people, the most feared. It was risky to offer your services to that veiled figure, to that woman in black who walked elegantly next to her doll, but the risk was worth it.

You didn’t live with an army of helpful girls willing to do anything. You were alone in that mansion. It wasn’t a euphemism or an exaggerated way of telling your story; you really were in complete solitude.

Your mistress was not known for her intense approach. It seemed that during those first months, all she did was to avoid you. A woman like her, surely accustomed to being served since she was very young, couldn’t bear the mistake she made by hiring you, by letting you share your life with hers.

That apparently irrational fear this sick woman had at seeing her territory occupied by a cheerful and funny girl faded little by little, with the inevitable passage of time.

Donna wasn’t like people said. Yes, she had problems, a mental illness that occasionally you suffer with her, but most of the time she was just a normal woman with a life that perhaps she didn’t want to live.

Reluctant to contact, to words, the lady in black always tried to ignore any of your smiles or your kind questions. But that distant and cold attitude soon disappeared.

The months were a succession of achievements, of timid approaches from the lady towards you, of almost imperceptible whispers. Trust was something difficult to achieve, until, one day, the black veil that covered the doll maker's face fell before your eyes.

It was not the first time you saw Donna without the veil, at least it wasn’t the first time she was aware of it. Her special beauty caused a tremor in your legs, a spark in your eyes that widened your smile.

Apparently, the fear she instilled in the villagers was almost involuntary; the horrible monster they talked about in the tavern didn’t exist, it was an illusion.

Ashamed of her appearance, recognizing that her body had also changed thanks to the gift of the Gods, Lady Beneviento opened up to you, cementing the foundation of your relationship, a healthy relationship of mutual trust and respect that would continue to this day.

Donna, free of her complexes, began to be part of your life in a less discreet way, to cloud your loneliness at the same time that you made hers disappear.

Smiles, laughter, deep conversations… Yes, of course that was much more like what you were looking for as a maid. You couldn't complain and you never would, not even about the childish jealousy that the Angie doll always felt towards you.

But… Yes, your life was still a succession of luck and misfortune. Working for Lady Beneviento had been a luck, but a fleeting one, one that barely lasted a year.

You could still feel the cold of that day, you could remember the snowflakes landing on your clothes and the sound of the crows anticipating what was going to happen. You were never superstitious, but maybe just for once, you should have listened to the signs.

Your days off were usually boring, you didn't have things to do in the old mansion, and you never really liked being guarded by walls. A walk through the woods seemed like a good option, at least until it was time to eat, the time to chat with the lady in black until the sun disappeared.

Your thoughts used to cause you a kind of lucid dream in which you used to lose yourself, letting your legs walk on the snowy ground.

Your memories were your companions, as was the dark figure of the lady. She was an interesting woman, of course, a new curiosity you loved to discover little by little. Soon the darkness began to wake you from your wanderings and the world around you seemed unfamiliar.

You were lost.

Luckily you knew how to orient yourself, even though those rotten branches prevented you from walking normally. You weren't scared, but a pressure in your chest became a much clearer sign of a bad feeling.

Humming, letting the fear disappear with a soft melody, you walked slowly towards what you thought was the exit of that dark forest.

The pain of a strong blow accompanied by a roar would remain in your memories forever. Lycans, those horrible creatures were to blame for the end of the paradise you lived in.

The push of the creature knocked you to the ground, causing your head to hit a rock and your world to plunge into an inevitable darkness.

You woke up shortly after, when the cold of the night was more present and a shrill voice called you. Donna and Angie weren’t long in appearing. You might think they wanted to help you, but they were looking for you to punish you for your audacity, for daring to abandon the sad and mourning lady in black.

It didn't take you long to fight against the irrational rage of the Italian, to explain what your situation had been. The blow to your head throbbed and the humidity in your hair made the lady see your true problem.

Forgetting about her accusations, she took you back to the mansion in silence, healing your wound and apologizing.

In any other circumstances that little crisis could have been considered over but... No, your hell had only just begun.

Your life returned to normal, the tasks you were always happy to do calmed that throbbing pain in your head. Everything had returned to its place, the smile had returned to the brunette's face, and the mockery and jealousy had returned to the doll.

One day… Yes, you remembered that day, that day when the sun was streaming through the windows. You were as always, cleaning the mansion with your cheerful humming until you froze in place, blinking several times.

The painting from which you were cleaning the years of neglect began to blur in front of you, to darken. It could be a hallucination. It could be that Donna wanted to play with you. It was an impossible theory for several reasons, but the most important one was that the lady wasn’t at home.

The dark circle surrounding your vision grew larger, blackening the rays of sunlight, distorting your vision completely. That blow to the head wasn’t just an anecdote; it was the beginning of your misfortune.

You never said anything. You didn't tell Donna that your world was getting darker, that her beauty was no longer perceptible to you.

Going blind would mean the end of that wonderful, peaceful year. You would return to your old cabin to spend the rest of your life alone.

Determined to ignore the increasingly obvious failure of your sense of sight, you tried to go on with your life as normal and not show the lady in black what was happening to you.

At first it wasn't very complicated, but when all you were able to see were timid shadows, when it was impossible for you to act normally, Donna finally noticed.

Crying, screaming, tears... That afternoon was anything but pleasant. Confessing your sudden blindness, you begged the lady not to be rejected.

Prepared to be dismissed, to return to your life with no meaning, you lowered your head. You felt no scorn, just a hand on your shoulder and a gasp of concern. Donna didn’t abandon you. She didn’t give up on you. Unlike scorning you, she went out of her way to help you.

Unfortunately, not even the Mighty Mother Miranda could make you see again. The lady in black tried too, but to no avail.

A blind maid, who would want that?

Against all odds, Donna Beneviento wanted it.

You were not scorned, cast out of her life, no. She kept you in your place. She trusted and helped you to adjust to your new situation so, according to her, you wouldn’t abandon her. It might be a selfish thought on her part, but it was your salvation.

You would never see her beauty again, that bright eye, that stoic look from the portrait on the stairs, that pleasant and warm smile, but at least you could still hear her voice, smell her lavender perfume, touch her when she guided you. You had lost your sight, but you had not lost Donna.

Sweet and pleasant, the lady's behavior became a mystery. Patient and tender, she helped you to see life without being able to see it, so your blindness didn’t prevent you from living like you deserved.

Maybe the Black Gods had taken pity on you or maybe it was simply a miracle.

Time, merciless, passed little by little and this new situation became your new life. You knew the house perfectly well before your problem and, with Donna’s help and even Angie’s, you managed perfectly doing almost all the chores.

The only thing you weren't allowed to do was cooking, but that was an advantage since the lady in black was a much better cook than you.

(Y/N), a 23-year-old blind girl serving Lady Beneviento… it seemed like the title of a novel. A year of light, two years of darkness and an eternity of shadows, a gloomy future that you wouldn't have been able to bear if Donna hadn't been by your side.

Lady, boss, mistress… All those terms blurred even more than your vision. The relationship you had settled as a routine that you appreciated more than anything else, maybe too much.

Of course, any strange thought that had to do with Lady Beneviento always did its best to get into your head, but you, with elegance and professionalism, firmly dispersed it.

She took pity on you, just that… Just that?

Guided by the rays of sunlight, you prepared to face a new day, a new challenge that you increasingly mastered. Your efforts always went beyond your capabilities, but you would do anything to not lose the tranquility that the mansion offered you, that Donna offered you.

“Good morning…” you said to yourself, sighing as you soaked your hands in a softening cream.

Touching, smelling and hearing had become your new way of seeing life, you would have to take care of yourself, emphasize what had remained instead of lamenting what you had lost.

Dressed, combed and ready for work, you timidly went down the stairs, smiling as you noticed the penetrating aroma of the coffee that Donna prepared every morning.

“Hey, watch out!” A sudden squeal made you step back, scared.

“What? What's going on?” you asked fearfully, trying to distinguish the possible danger around you.

Hearing a timid, well-known laugh, you rolled your useless eyes, reaching out your hands to guide yourself through the mansion.

“Very funny, Angie…” you murmured as you heard steps on the wood, surely belonging to the triumphant doll.

“I tricked you,” the puppet mocked, approaching you so you could pick her up, as you always did, on Donna's orders, of course.

“It's very bad to trick a blind person, you know that?” you said amused, letting the doll serve as a guide to the table.

“Oh... Are you a person?” Angie mocked, laughing amused.

“Mm, I think so,” you joked, grabbing the chair with your other hand and sitting down carefully. “One day I'm going to have a heart attack.”

“You should be used to it, silly girl, Angie is always there to scare you,” the puppet hissed, guiding your hand towards the old coffee pot. “Watch out!”

“What? What's wrong now?” you asked, pulling your hand away in fright.

“It's hot…” the doll murmured, getting off your lap with an amused laugh.

“Oh, yeah, right,” you groaned, shaking your head at the puppet's tireless mockery, one that wasn't annoying, but maybe too recurrent.

“Basta, Angie!” Donna appeared with an authoritative and almost furious voice, reprimanding her doll's rebellious attitude.

“What? It was a joke,” the puppet protested, making the smile on your face widen.

You really didn't know exactly why you were smiling… It could be because of Donna's comical relationship with her porcelain counterpart, or because you knew the lady was there like every morning.

“It's okay. Angie's right, I should be used to it,” you said in a sweet voice, apologizing to the doll.

The lady in black sighed, probably shaking her head, and moved closer to you, accompanied by the usual sound of coffee pouring into your cup.

“Donna,” you said, interrupting the brunette who, like every day, helped you get better on the chair while she guided you to breakfast. “Buongiorno”

“Good morning, (Y/N),” she whispered, taking your hand to guide it to the steaming cup, moving away when she made sure everything was properly in place. “Did you sleep well?”

“Oh, yes, I was especially tired yesterday,” you said, blowing on the cup and bringing it to your lips, enjoying that bitter aroma with which you always started the day.

“I'm sorry, I'm sure it was my fault,” Donna said, sitting in front of you. “I shouldn't have kept you that long.”

“It's okay, it was funny,” you murmured with a tender smile, searching with your hand for those perfect toasts that she always made. “I didn't know that “The Tell-Tale Heart” was such a spooky story.”

“Mm, Poe is always very spooky, (Y/N), he was the inspiration for many of the later horror novels,” the brunette explained, talking about your reading night, one of your favorite pastimes for a couple of years now.

“Yeah, I see,” you commented in an informal tone. “I… Well, before… You know,” you said with a slightly broken tone. “I liked to read fantasy novels.”

“I know,” Donna said abruptly, as if knowing things about you was important to her, as if the fact that you knew that she knew that kind of information was something she wanted to point out involuntarily. “I know, (Y/N), I know you loved to read.”

“Oh, okay…” you sighed at that abrupt reaction.

“I'm sorry,” the lady said after a few moments of awkward silence. “I didn't mean to talk to you like that.”

“Don't worry,” you said, downplaying it. “It's not your fault. I've probably told you about it many times, you know I talk too much.”

“You do,” Donna said, with a voice that revealed a beautiful smile. “I'm sorry you lost that... hobby,” she sighed, showing once again a guilt for your misfortune that didn't exist.

No, not at all, she had nothing to do with what happened to you, but somehow, sometimes, she thought she had.

“I haven't really lost it, I prefer you to read to me,” you said amused, biting your lip unconsciously. “You're very good at acting.”

“Do you think so? I guess it's a compliment,” the lady answered, with a slightly lower tone.

“Of course,” you said with a sigh, finishing your coffee slowly, enjoying one of the endless conversations with the lady in black, ones that increased much more after your accident.

“W-Well, I… Oh, it doesn't matter,” she said, regretting something she was going to say to you, a tone you already knew, that was very familiar to you. “If I tell you, you'll laugh at me.”

“No, no, no, not at all, I would never laugh at you, Donna,” you said, wanting to discover something else about that dark woman, something that was still at the top of your priorities and hobbies.

“Well, it's that I… I used to, I used to do… Puppet shows to Josef, my gardener,” she finally explained, with a voice that perfectly matched a blush on her cheeks, something that made you smile.

“Really? How curious,” you said, listening attentively. “With Angie?”

“Yes, with Angie,” the doll answered, with an annoyed and offended voice. “It was humiliating.”

“How were you supposed to know? You weren't alive back then,” Donna protested, addressing Angie in a comical way, something that made you laugh softly.

“Wow... You're a woman of many talents,” you murmured pleasantly, finishing your breakfast.

“Really? Um... I, I don't think so,” she said, with a slightly nervous voice, like every time something resembling a compliment came out of your lips. “I mean, grazie, (Y/N)”

You smiled, nodding formally and guiding yourself to get up from the table.

“Anyway, I should start with my chores,” you commented, saying goodbye to another of those shy encounters with the lady, who immediately got up to help you. “Oh, thank you, Donna, but it's not necessary.”

“Um, okay…” she sighed, making sure that there was no danger around you. “I'm sorry, it's just that…”

“Don't apologize for being nice,” you said softly. “Can’t someone like you be nice?”

“Someone like me?” she asked, helping you around the table again, filling your senses with that intoxicating lavender perfume. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, well, the Lords are supposed to be ruthless and fearsome, right?” you joked, shaking your head.

“That's what you think about us?” Donna asked, guiding you with her arm towards the hallway. “Am I ruthless with you, (Y/N)?”

“Mm, well… No, not entirely,” you said laughing amused, walking next to her. “Wait, where are we going?”

“To the workshop, I need your help,” she said with a cold voice, guiding you towards the elevator. “If you can, of course.”

“Today I had to clean the kitchen but… I suppose I can make an exception,” you said curiously. “If my lady needs my help…”

“My lady… Forget about that nonsense, you've been here for three years,” Donna said, annoyed by that formality you knew she hated, but that provoked funny reactions from the regal and stoic Lady Beneviento.

“I was joking,” you said, laughing discreetly, holding on to her arm as you felt the unpleasant humidity of the basement get into your clothes. “I'm sorry if it bothered you.”

“It didn't bother me,” she said, with a tone just as cold as that place, involuntarily condemning you for a silent walk through those dark corridors.

“What do I have to do?” you asked when the lady guided you through the workshop until you sat on a chair, getting a little closer to what looked like her work table. “Supervise?”

“You make a joke out of everything, (Y/N)…” Donna murmured, sitting down beside you with a sad movement. “You're worse than Angie.”

“Worse than Angie?” you joked again. “I'd rather laugh at myself than complain at every corner. It's something I learned long before blindness.”

“Mm, an admirable thought, (Y/N),” the lady commented, moving some items you couldn't make out and handing you what looked like a sewing kit. “Here, take this.”

“Okay,” you said, securing the objects in your hands.

“Can you sew?” the lady asked. “Maybe I'm forcing you to make too much effort.”

“Not at all, Donna. It's fine,” you said, nodding in a reassuring voice. “I'm still capable of doing it, and very well indeed.”

A shy laugh from the lady raised your lips even more.

“Oh, okay, I would never dare to question you,” the brunette joked, guiding your hand towards what seemed to be several fabrics. “I need you to tell me which one you like the most.”

“Mm, let's see...” you murmured, studying each of the fabrics, not being able to remove the sensation of Donna's hand in yours, a soft and distant contact, shy, pleasant and warm. “This one is too rough.”

“Well, not this one,” she said, discarding one of the pieces of fabric. “What do you think of this one?”

“Mm, yes, much better,” you said, nodding, closing your eyes to feel the soft touch of the chosen fabric even more. “What color is it?”

“Gray,” the lady said, studying your choice carefully and searching the table again. “Is that okay with you?”

“Yes,” you said firmly, picking up another piece of fabric the lady handed you.

“I need you to sew these ruffles on the edge of the fabric, it's for a dress. Do you think you could do it?” she asked, suddenly focused on her work, a very special one, strange but shocking for someone like her.

A doll maker for children who was the nightmare of many of them; it was another of the sweet contradictions you admired about Beneviento.

“Yes, I'll try,” you confirmed, feeling the edge and joining it with that piece of ruffles.

“Well, then… Let's get to work,” Donna sighed, handing you a needle along with its thread. “If you see that you can't just…”

“Relax, I already told you that I'm good at sewing,” you said confidently, running your hands over the fabric, starting your task with mastery.

You couldn't see it, but the movement of the shadows you saw told you that the lady nodded, focusing on her dolls.

It was a pleasant morning. Guided by your instinct, you sewed in silence, humming from time to time. The lady's always nervous breathing was your companion, along with the creaking of the wooden limps hanging from the ceiling.

The lavender was intoxicating and your stupid head turned from time to time, desperately seeking to look at the lady, to ingratiate yourself with her beauty once again, one last time.

That desire to contemplate the light of her dark gaze grew with time. You may not have given it all the importance it required, but little by little that burning feeling made its way, making your heart beat faster and faster in her presence.

“Mm, I think it's done,” you said satisfied, checking with your hands the work you had done.

“Let me see,” Donna said, still focused, extending her hand towards yours as she ran it over the embroidery. “Yes, good work, (Y/N),” she whispered satisfied, letting her hand fall, just enough for it to met yours.

You smiled happy to have pleased her and felt a shiver at the soft touch of her hand on yours, one that abandoned the fabric and focused on your skin carelessly.

“Donna?” you asked, interrupting that curious exploration, the silence that had formed while she caressed you, one in which the lady seemed to have completely lost herself.

“I-I'm sorry,” she said, removing her bold hand from your skin, snatching the fabric from you abruptly. “I shouldn't have done it.”

“No, it's nothing…” you said cautiously due to the lady's apparently nervous attitude. “Do you like my hands?” you asked innocently.

“Um… Yes, they are, they are very soft,” she said, with a voice broken by nerves, by that strange and uncomfortable situation.

“Well, I have to confess that I’m cheating,” you said, rubbing your hands, trying to find in them the softness that Donna appreciated.

“Cheating?” she asked curiously, with a slightly calmer tone.

“Yes, well, I put on some hand cream, you know… Now they are… Well, as if they were my eyes,” you explained passively, preventing memories from haunting and sadden you. “I bought it from the Duke and it seems that it was really worth all those lei.”

“I see,” the brunette commented, looking away. “They are… Beautiful…”

“Thank you,” you sighed with a shy smile, noticing the familiar burning of a blush that was surely betraying your embarrassment. “Yours too.”

“Mine? Oh, well, thank you,” she said timidly, moving to look at them closely because the shadows you saw. “But I'm afraid I don't take care of them as much as you do.”

“No? Well, they are soft,” you said amused, hiding the nervous trembling of those hands that the lady in black liked that much. “May I?” you asked carefully, extending your hand towards her, who took it slowly. “Mm, yes, they are quite soft too…”

Unintentionally, instead of dissipating that tension, you increased it, generating another strange silence that rhythmically accompanied those caresses.

At that moment you felt something else, a look you couldn't see, the gleam in her eye that was nonexistent to you, but that stuck in your chest like an invisible enemy.

“(Y/N),” Donna said after a few more moments of erratic caresses, forcing you to come out of your thoughts and suddenly let her hand go. “I-I need my hand to work…”

“Sorry,” you said, embarrassed for having lost yourself in her touch, one she started and was eager to finish. “I don't know what I was thinking…”

“Don't apologize, I… I…” the lady stammered, her voice getting smaller and smaller, stopping talking before finishing the sentence, leaving you bewildered. “I liked you caressing me.”

“Oh, yes, well… Me too,” you said timidly, trying, unsuccessfully, to interpret those almost inaudible words, marked with a strong accent, as if they were struggling to get out of her lips.

“Really? I mean… Um…” she said nervously again, shaking her head exaggeratedly, surely thinking that you were incapable of seeing her.

She was partly right, but the shadows moved in a way that you could slowly decipher.

“Today is my afternoon off…” you commented, breaking the pleasant silence that formed after that strange conversation, after those strange caresses.

“Certo,” Donna sighed uncomfortable, surely not gathering the necessary warmth to ask you to leave her alone. “What are you going to do?”

“I had thought… I don't know, it's a beautiful day, maybe I’ll take a walk around the grounds,” you said, playing with things on the table that you couldn't see.

Donna stopped abruptly.

“A walk? By yourself?” she asked inquisitively. “I-I don't think it's a good idea, (Y/N), it's, it's dangerous.”

“Yes, but… I need to get some fresh air, you know,” you explained, resting your head on your hand.

“Don't you remember the last time you went out for a walk?” the lady questioned, with a reproachful tone that chilled your blood. “No.”

“Of course I remember,” you said abruptly, offended by that comment, because the memories clouded that tender moment. “But it's been a long time.”

“No,” the brunette sentenced with a stern and authoritative tone. “Forget it, (Y/N).”

“Hey, it's supposed to be my afternoon off, I should be able to do whatever I want,” you protested annoyed, crossing your arms. “Nothing will happen to me, I'm well oriented.”

“I said no,” she repeated through clenched teeth. “You will never leave this house alone again, do you understand?”

“Oh…” you said, backing away from the abruptness of her words. “Well, in that case… Why don't you come with me?” you asked with a brighter tone, with a hopeful smile on your face.

“Io? With you?” Donna asked, judging by the gesture she made, pointing at herself.

You nodded effusively.

“You can show the grounds to me,” you said with a childish, pleading voice, getting a little closer to that lavender scent. “If you’re with me, nothing will happen, right?”

“Do you really want to walk with me?” she asked, incredulous at your proposal. “You… With me?”

“Yes, of course,” you said amused. “What do you think?”

“I think it's a wonderful idea, (Y/N), but… I, I'm afraid I can't,” the lady sighed, lowering her head. “This afternoon I have a meeting with Mother Miranda, and I don't know how long it will take.”

“Oh, wow… I guess that cancels my plans,” you lamented, pouting, causing a concentrated sigh from the brunette, who turned to you again.

“W-Wait,” she interrupted, with a soft tone. “Excuse me for my abruptness… I just don't want…”

“Anything to happen to me, I understand, Donna,” you said with a tired voice, shaking your head.

“Mm…” she murmured. “But, but I might find another solution…”

“Which one?”

The lady laughed shyly, leaving you in suspense until the desired moment arrived.

“I can't believe it, what am I, a guide dog?” Angie protested, reluctantly accompanying you out of the mansion.

Having Angie with you was an unexpected, but funny solution.

“Come on Angie, be nice,” you said, guiding yourself by her footsteps and her wooden hand on your legs. “I'm sure a walk would be good for you.”

“Ha, do you think so? I should be with my Donna at the meeting playing with Moreau but no… The silly doll has to be a guide for the blind girl, I shouldn’t be surprised, after all,” the doll murmured, pulling your dress towards the elevator. “Come on, silly…”

“Shouldn’t you be surprised?” you asked curiously, searching for the button with your hands. “Why do you say that?”

Angie gasped, as if she had said something she shouldn’t.

“No way, you gossipy fool, I was talking to myself, you weren’t invited to this conversation,” the puppet protested, making you laugh again. “Hey, careful, there’s a puddle over there, go to your right. No, not my right… Oh, what have I done to deserve this?”

You danced comically, avoiding the obstacles the doll warned you about, something very funny for her, of course.

“Stop complaining, I heard you talking to Donna and you seemed excited about the idea,” you said amused, searching for the doll with your hands and letting yourself be guided by her wooden arms.

“Were you spying us?” she asked indignantly, crossing her arms.

“No... It's just that you talk too loud,” you joked, earning a grunt from the doll, who continued on her way.

It was a pleasant walk. The shadows you saw were illuminated by the evening sun and the spring breeze was much better for your skin than any cream. The doll amused and guided you correctly, almost as if she really cared about you.

“Mm... What’s that smell?” you asked, stopping to enjoy a sweet floral aroma that began to flood your senses. “Flowers?”

“Of course they are flowers,” Angie said, tugging at your dress. “Over here, blind girl.”

“Wait, wait, let me get close,” you said, guiding yourself by your sense of smell towards that attractive perfume. “I would like to touch them.”

“Are you stupid? Come here, huh!” the doll shrieked when you started walking on your own towards that smell, with your eyes closed, unable to feel anything but the aroma of those flowers.

“Angie…” you hissed when the doll insisted on moving you out of the way. “Come on, let me go.”

“Hey, stop!” she shrieked almost desperately. “Don't come closer there!”

“Why?” you asked, turning towards her voice but without stopping walking, a terrible idea.

Your foot tripped on what seemed like a root, making you fall irremediably forward. On the ground, the scent of those flowers began to be unpleasant, too intense. You had undoubtedly fallen on top of them.

“Oh... Angie, help me,” you protested, feeling the ground with your hands, touching the fine petals of the flowers.

“Cazzo, cazzo, cazzo!” Angie shrieked. “Fool! Are you okay?” she asked, shaking your shoulders as she helped you up as best she could. “Can you hear me?”

That voice began to distort when you felt a strange dizziness. The light you saw completely darkened and you collapsed on the ground hopelessly, fainting.

“Oh... Shit... Donna’s going to throw me into the fireplace...”

That was the last thing you were able to hear before succumbing to a different darkness, to a deep sleep.

Slowly your hearing began to work again, but your body was unable to move.

“Do you realize what you've done!?” a distorted scream was the first thing you could hear.

Your body felt weak, but strangely comfortable.

“Hey, hey, don't take it out on me, silly Donna, it was her fault!” a shriek that belonged to Angie continued that argument.

“Her fault? You're supposed to take care of her!” the lady shrieked, now with the most recognizable voice. “Porca miseria!”

“She was the one who wanted to smell the flowers, you can't blame me for you being a coward and not being able to tell her that…”

“Get out! Get out of my sight or I swear that…!” the lady shouted again, making a terrible and dangerous echo in that unknown place.

Sleep prevented you from continuing to listen. Your desire to sleep overcame the anxiety of not knowing where you were or what had happened.

Consciousness slowly returned again and your body felt somewhat better, being able to understand your surroundings. You were on a bed, that was obvious, the humidity of the environment and the smell of lavender placed you in the Beneviento mansion, next to Donna.

Your limp hand was warm, surrounded by something soft, strange, which you quickly identified: Donna's hand. The lady squeezed it tightly while whispering something that your ears weren’t able to hear, at least for a while.

“Come on... Tesoro, per favore... Don't do this to me...” the lady whispered in a clearer, but sobbing voice.

You squeezed your eyes shut, realizing that you could move a little, that your hands were no longer useless and your fingers, free from hers, could caress the soft silk sheets that you used to wash. It was Donna's bedroom, you were sure.

“The antidote should have taken effect… You should wake up,” she whispered with another sob, squeezing your hand even tighter. “Please… I shouldn't have left you alone, amore mio…”

The desire you had to open your eyes calmed down when you heard that affectionate way of calling you, forcing you to remain still, pretending to remain unconscious due to the curiosity that excessive concern caused you.

“(Y/N) please, you can't do this to me… You can't leave me alone again, not now… Not when I can't live without you…” she continued sobbing, burying her head in your motionless body, pulling at your clothes, scratching them desperately. “It's my fault…”

Once again, you decided not to give yourself away.

“I'm a coward…” she lamented, crying into your clothes, letting your hand go to hit the mattress hard. “I'm a coward! I-I should have told you how I felt about you before… Before… Oddio… You can't leave me, y-you can't… (Y/N), I've been, I've been in love with you for so long…”

You had to suppress the reflex action of opening your eyes at that totally unexpected confession. She loved you.

You'd be lying if you said that the lady in black's sweet and caring attitude didn't seem a bit exaggerated to you. After all, nobody needed a blind maid, nobody could find someone like you useful unless… Unless that person were madly in love with you.

Little by little you began to understand many things, to explain the lady's strange attitudes, her stammering, stuttering and embarrassing escapes after a conversation about love or mutual interests.

You had things to confess too, feelings you never dared to bring to light, emotions that went far beyond pure gratitude for not being scorned when you lost your sight. Donna was a beautiful, intelligent, kind, disturbed but terribly loving and attentive woman.

Before the shadows took over you, you used to be a bit addicted to her smile, to her shy and embarrassed look, perhaps much more than you would have liked to admit.

You, who didn’t know what love was, found it in Donna without even realizing it, without giving importance to the desires of your heart, desires that your head blurred among a thousand ways of saying that it was something impossible, totally improbable.

That addiction didn’t change with the shadows. It was accentuated in the memories, in the image of her beauty always present in your dreams. Maybe you hadn't realized how much...

“Please, wake up... I... I... I love you...” she whispered, interrupting your own ramblings, confirming that those words hadn't been the result of the intoxication of the flowers.

“Donna, I love you too,” you said, unable to hold back any longer, abruptly sitting up and making the lady back away, scared.

“Ah, cazzo!” she shrieked, almost falling off the chair where she was taking care of you. “(Y/N)?”

“I'm, I'm awake, my love,” you said, with a splendid smile. “Those things you've said to me...”

“What? Were you awake the whole time?” she asked in a fearful, almost annoyed voice. “How dare you? Do you know how scared I was?”

“Hey, come on, calm down, everything's okay...” you said, making a gesture with your hands to relax the brunette's embarrassed nervousness.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, nothing's okay,” she said with labored breathing, making an unpleasant noise as she dragged the chair and stood up, walking from one side of the room to the other. “Damn it, (Y/N)! Were you playing with me?”

“No, Donna, I…” you said, preventing with all your effort an imminent crisis that knowing you had heard her confession had provoked. “I-I don't even know what happened to me…”

“Oh, you tripped in the forest and fell on a bunch of Indian anesthetic flowers,” Donna explained, without stopping moving, or so the sound of her heels indicated. “Why did you get close to them? Don't you know how dangerous they are?”

“Well, it's obvious that I didn't know,” you said, crossing your arms. “I didn't see it coming.”

“Stop joking, you could have stayed in a coma forever, (Y/N)… You could have…” she murmured, coming closer again and caressing your cheek quickly, with a trembling hand.

“Here I am. Nothing happened to me,” you said satisfied by your resurrection. “Actually, I'm glad it happened to me.”

“How can you say that!?” the lady shrieked, completely unhinged. “Do you realize what would have happened to me if…!?”

The silence fell heavily on you.

“Yes, I realize, Donna,” you said after a few moments, which luckily, the lady didn’t take advantage of to escape from her embarrassing confession. “I’ve heard everything.”

“You must be proud, right?” she said with a hiss, apparently pointing at you with her finger. “You're… Ugh…”

“If this hadn't happened to me you would never have had the courage to tell me that you loved me,” you said in a low voice, playing with the sheets.

“Forget about that… It's, it's nonsense,” she said, sitting on the mattress and brushing your hair away from your head, intoxicating you with lavender again. “Don't think about it, okay?”

“How can you expect me not to, Donna?” you said, abruptly, furiously. “I've been repressing what I felt for you for three years because I would never think that you could feel the same, now that I know, you can't just do that. You can't ask me to forget the nicest thing that has been said to me in my life…”

“What? You…? Do you feel something for me?” she asked, with a different tone, distrustful. “Are you trying to trick me?”

“No, of course I’m not,” you said nervously. “Donna, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me and… Even before I lost my sight I… W-Well… I think, I think I’m crazy about you.”

“(Y/N) I…” she said in a whisper, caressing your cheek while you accompanied the gesture with a soft grip of your hand in hers. “I just can’t believe you…”

“Don't do it,” you whispered, guiding your hand towards her deformed face, running your fingers through her hair, tangling them on it slowly before leaning towards her, placing your lips on hers briefly. “You don't have to believe me right now, but maybe you will over time… No one has ever treated me like you, with you I feel… I feel like I don't need my eyes… That the light of your beauty illuminates my darkness…”

“That's very nice,” Donna said, laughing shyly, resting her forehead against yours. “But, but now it's too soon to… Talk about this… You should, you should rest, you could suffer a relapse,” she said, kissing you briefly again and moving away from you, something that you prevented with a firm grip on her wrist.

“Wait…” you sighed, dragging her back to you. “If that's true... Let me enjoy your love before I return to the darkness...”

With that velvety whisper, you brought your lips closer to hers again in a much more intense way, deepening the wet kiss that the brunette accepted without complaint.

You knew the path of your life, the fortunes, the misfortunes... You didn't know what the future held for you, if those damned flowers would change your destiny again.

The fear of losing what you had achieved was strong in your heart, in the desire that you thought you would never feel. If Donna was your fortune, you wanted to have her. You wanted to feel her before fate played with you again.

Your breathing became agitated as your soft hands roamed over her body, feeling, noticing every inch of her soft, burning skin. The sensations didn't need to be seen, only to be enjoyed.

The trembling of her body at your touch was much more noticeable, the rush and eagerness of her breathing matched the kisses, the timid caresses of your tongues.

Donna seemed worried, but your insistence was strong, it was invincible as you pulled her body to rest on top of yours. Now you too would smell of lavender.

Feeling, hearing, touching, tasting… All those heightened senses were like an ambrosia that accompanied the timid movement of your hips.

Your curious hands scrutinized her clothes, her skin, each one of those parts that you didn't want to forget, that your dreams reminded you of despite your reluctance to ignore them.

Softness, sweetness, love… Those words accompanied each one of your kisses, the caresses that her fingers made timidly on the edges of your dress, asking permission to make their way through your skin.

Her lips tickled your neck and your hips moved impatiently as they brushed against hers. Your eyes remained closed, absent of the shadows that wouldn’t frame in the slightest the blind sensation of her beauty mixing with you.

“I-I don't know if we should, (Y/N)…” the lady murmured, stopping her passionate kisses, looking at you without knowing that you were doing the same with your mind, that you could see her face even though you couldn't really do it. “This is very hasty.”

“I know,” you said, bringing your smart hand to her cheek again, passing over her wet lips, because of yours.

Her hands were guided by the sight before her, by the amazing skill with which your clothes gave way to your bare skin, ready to be caressed only by her hands. Her slender fingers wandered aimlessly over your chest, like curious explorers.

Your chest rose and fell with each caress, with each kiss that was planted on your skin. Her silky black hair tickled you, making you laugh in a playful way, drawing her lips back to where they should be forever, on yours.

Panting, caresses, kisses that became more and more erratic... Any kind of regret disappeared along with her black dress, along with the touch of her erection contradicting her cautious words. You needed her, you always needed her. She never left you, you never would.

“(Y/N)…” the lady moaned when your hands pulled down her underwear, when the desire and rush of your lust completely stripped the lady.

It was a bitter moment. You would have given anything to contemplate her naked body on yours, to be able to stare at it and not through the crack of a door.

Yes, sometimes you did, before… You weren't even aware of how much you loved her.

“Please,” you begged, opening your eyes so the shadows would give you a break, so you could see her blurred figure as she slowly entered you, making you moan from that hot, unmatched and overwhelming sensation. “Donna!”

“I-I'm sorry… Did I hurt you?” the lady said, positioning herself more comfortably as she entered you completely, giving your body enough time to adapt to her trembling, imposing shaft.

“It doesn't matter...” you sighed in relief when that pain turned into thousands of electric currents running through your body.

The shadows were unnecessary, your eyes were useless. The only thing that mattered was what you felt, what you wanted to feel.

When comfort and pleasure forced you to moan, Donna began to move, moaning too in a discreet but terribly erotic way. Her hips moved slowly and her thrusts stretched your walls in a tender, not abrupt way.

Your lips claimed hers while her erection caressed your interior, causing the lustful movements of your hips, a whole world of unique sensations for which you didn’t need your stupid eyes.

Without words, only moans, with caresses, that erotic dance continued at its own pace, swinging your bodies, enjoying the movements that pleasure generated and the reactions of the brunette feeling inside of you.

That romanticism faded when the pleasure forced you to behave wilder, moaning uncontrollably as your body claimed hers even more, squeezing it, not letting her separate from you for a moment. Your muscles tensed after some rougher thrusts, after the scratches of the lady in black, after her loss of control.

Your first shared release was much more than you were looking for, more than you wanted. Your whole body arched, twisting irremediably, held by her firm hands in your back, keeping you close to her.

Donna couldn't resist that sinful embrace of your walls around her and with a less discreet moan she also released herself, filling you with her warm seed, with a wet and slippery caress.

“Donna...” you sighed in relief, hugging her, resting your head on her shoulder and letting your body be cradled by hers. “Never stop being the light of my darkness…”

[xotoru]

HIII your writing is sososo cute could you please do an inumaki x reader story just pure fluff maybe a cuddle session 😋😋

If you don’t want to that’s completely fine but if you do THANKYOUUU in advance 🫶 💚

I love just pure fluff yes yes yesss

ੈ♡˳ Cuddle Sesh

Synopsis: request!

Warnings: Inumaki can talk without his cursed speech, tooth rotting fluff

WC:453

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The soft hum of his fan mixed with the mild melody of some random playlist coming from his speaker rang through my ears. It had been a long week for the both of us. We had some fairly tough missions and to be honest; we were beat. My body ached all week for this moment. this moment where I could just lay down in his oh so comfortable bed and relax in his arms.

The white haired boy behind me hadn’t fallen asleep, I could tell from his soft thumb which drew small patterns along my stomach. His soft breath dusted across my neck calmly. I roll the hem of his blue sweater between my fingers as I finally close my eyes slowly. The loud noise of Maki yelling at Panda down the hall to put the toilet seat down next time he used the bathroom was left as silence as it didn’t even begin to disrupt us.

Things were always like this with him when we got the chance. Even though he was a pretty hyper kid and just a natural jokester he was beyond capable of being tranquil and comforting. His warm arms were always so inviting and his purple eyes could be as angry as a blaring storm and I wouldn’t be able to look away. Everything about him from his soft white messy hair to his milky pale skin was just angelic, absolutely angelic.

It didn’t take much for me to notice the way his thumb abruptly stopped rubbing random shapes and patterns into my stomach. I couldn’t help but listen t the deep inhale he took before speaking “I love you...a lot.”.he spoke barley above a whisper but the words were enough to floor me.

Without even a second thought I spoke up as well. “I love you more,” I say softly. Scared that going even a decibel higher would shatter this tranquil moment. He seemed to have let go of a breath he was holding in. Sighing contently as his head relaxed against my neck and he peppered a small kiss on my shoulder before evidently falling asleep.

Even though I would like to say I enjoy this simply because this week has been stressful, that wouldn’t be the whole truth. I love this because it’s him who’s helping me relax. It’s his arms I'm laying in. His blankets I'm comfortably snuggled under. And the fact that boy who often threw brain rot jokes and unserious comments at me was soundly asleep. Soft features relaxing and looking nothing short of beautiful under the purple led lights in is dorm. If I don't marry this kid then I don’t know what I'll do with my future.

[genshin-obsessed]

May I request HSR boys receiving a bouquet of flowers as a gift from their s/o?

✩ Ooh yesss! This sounds so cute plus I need to do some writing for hsr ^w^ I hope you like it, friend <3 ✩ Characters: Caelus, Dan Heng, Welt, Sampo, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Luocha, and Blade.

You hid the bouquet of flowers behind your back and knocked on your boyfriend's dor. You heard a voice tell you to come in, which made you open the door and walk inside.

"Oh, (y/n)." He said with surprise, "what do you need?"

"I brought you something!" You said with a smile, walking over to him and revealing the bouquet of flowers. They were arranged beautifully and the sweet aroma was intense.

✩⭒ Caelus ⭒✩

You got him flowers?! For real?! He is melting, bestie.

Honestly, his eyes are wide and his cheeks are bright red.

"They're beautiful, (n/n)." He said as he took the bouquet from you, his fingers brushing against yours as he brought the bouquet to his nose and smelled them. "Oh, they smell so good."

Caelus has *never* gotten flowers before, not that he could even remember but he's sure he hasn't. He doesn't even know what to say except 'thank you'.

It makes him feel so good. Every single time he sees the flowers in their cute little vase, his heart pounds in his chest and he just gets this overwhelming feeling of happiness.

Caelus takes such good care of the flowers. The saddest part was when they wilted, like he literally was so sad all day.

You bought him another bouquet very soon after.

✩⭒ Dan Heng ⭒✩

His eyes widen and he just freezes. The flowers were bright green and they were just so... beautiful.

"F-for me...? Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure! Why wouldn't I be?" You asked with a smile.

"Well..." He'd never gotten flowers before. He slowly reached out and took them, inhaling the sweet scent before hugging them a little. "They're beautiful, thank you."

Dan Heng takes really good care of them. He'll make sure to get a little sun lamp thing since there's no sun on the train. He also keeps them in his sights and waters them every single day.

He'll even talk to them, but he'll never tell you that.

Honestly, even after the flowers wilt and are gone, he still thinks about them. He'd never gotten flowers before. Of course, you picked up on it and bought him some more!

✩⭒ Welt ⭒✩

He was shocked when he saw the flowers. Honestly, Welt was a little embarrassed because he should've been getting you flowers, not the other way around.

He gracefully takes the flowers, leaning down and giving you a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, my love. They're absolutely beautiful."

Welt finds the most beautiful vase for them and makes sure they're well taken care of. He even gets those little powder packets that help flower longevity and changes the water often.

When he gets a chance, he actually get you a bouquet of flowers too. He tries to get one that matches his- not exactly, but complimentary.

Honestly, it just turns into a bouquet war. You two try to one up each other giving each other even fancier bouquets.

The entire astral express just swoons. You two are so freaking cute sometimes.

Welt was actually really sad when that first bouquet wilted and had to be tossed out. He felt like a teeny piece of him died.

✩⭒ Sampo ⭒✩

First of all, Sampo was super shocked because he's usually the one showering you in gifts. Like he froze up.

His brain short-circuited right then and there. You almost thought he disliked your gift, but before you knew it, he snatched the flowers out of your hand and hugged them.

"This is the most beautiful gift ever! I love them, thank you so much (n/n)!" He leaned in and kissed you without missing a beat.

You stiffened but happily returned it, feeling relief that he actually liked the flowers.

Honestly, Sampo stares at them all day and tells every person he knows. He took pictures with them and just shows them off. "My s/o got me these, aren't they beautiful."

Sampo has to outdo you. Sorry, but he's the simp- not you. So, he buys the best, the biggest, the most fabulous bouquet of flowers in the entirety of... well his abilities.

Of course, you just bought him another bouquet which honestly just took him out. Like how can you spoil him like that?

✩⭒ Gepard ⭒✩

"F-for me? Why?" Gepard's face is bright red and he can barely look at you for a moment. No one's every gotten him flowers before.

Honestly, he's a little embarrassed but he's quite happy and the flowers are absolutely beautiful.

"Are you sure you like them? They're a little-"

"No! They're beautiful."

He takes extremely good care of them, but the entire time, he's trying to get a fancy bouquet for you too.

He tells anyone and everyone. Honestly, there are silvermane guards talking about "did you see the bouquet of flowers our captain got from his partner?"

He went through the 5 stages of grief when the flowers died. Buried them and all, honestly.

✩⭒ Jing Yuan ⭒✩

You had gotten him the fanciest bouquet you could. It was so big that you could barely hide it behind your back. So, of course, he easily noticed.

It was probably one of the few times you've seen him so flustered. Flowers? For him? Really?

Jing Yuan had them in his office and stared at them pretty much all day. Anyone who even looked toward them, he was explaining how you got them for him.

Of course, Jing Yuan can't take this gift laying down, he's gotta hit back with something even fancier!

However, you getting him flowers means the world to him. Why? No one's ever done it before. He's one of the seven Arbiter-Generals and so people don't get him flowers. They get him expensive gifts like relics, vases, paintings- things like that. Simple flowers, though? Never.

He cherishes the flowers you got them, long after they wilt and are thrown away. He still remembers what they look like and it still warms his heart.

Say what you will, but nothing you ever give him could possibly outdo the flowers. That's how much he loves them. No offense-

✩⭒ Luocha ⭒✩

This man- he's tearing up in private. Sadly, men aren't gifted flowers because they're a "feminine" gift for some damn reason? Like? Maybe he wanted some flowers. Tulips, roses, freakin chrysanthemums- don't matter.

He adores the flowers. Honestly, like he took a picture and put it in his favorites. He wasn't even embarrassed. You weren't sure if he'd like them, but he showed them off so much.

Since that day, you bought him a flower as much as you could. Not a whole bouquet, but every few days, you'd gift Luocha a flower.

He often kept it on his person, like in his pocket or something. He did want to put it in a vase, but the thing is... he wanted it with him.

Anyway, he came up with good solution. The first day, he carries the flower with him. Then, he keeps it in a teeny single flower vase.

Ever since that day, if you ever ask Luocha what he wants as a gift (just to know what to get him), he'll always say flowers. Even though you get him flowers every few days, he still wants more.

At this point, you can just stick a flower in his hair and he'll melt.

✩⭒ Blade ⭒✩

Blade... likes them.

He's a man of few words, so all he really did was take the flowers and smell them. But he stared for a few moments, before the tiniest hint of a smile crossed his face.

"Thank you. They're beautiful." He leaned in and gave you a kiss on the cheek before going to find a vase to put them in.

Blade is not shy about telling the others who gave him those flowers. They're beautiful, you gave them to him, and he loves them.

Blade actually learned about the flowers you got him; they were hibiscus flowers. Honestly, they're so beautiful, he can't stop staring. He keeps equating them to you- like... flowers = his (y/n).

The way his heart fluttered when you gave him those flowers makes him wonder if you'll feel the same way. So, the next time, he buys you a bouquet.

Then it just turns into a bouquet gifting war between you two and honestly... it's the cutest ever.

[icarusredwings]

Ok so the gif on your lunch post just now made me think of when I would go to camp and my mom would leave tiny encouraging notes hidden in every pocket and thing she could hide one in, like in my water shoes and between shirts and shit.

Anyway I was thinking about if Logan or Wade were to do this, like wades going out for a long mission and either he hides little notes around the apartment for Logan to find or Logan hides a bunch of notes in wades stuff, and they keep finding them randomly, they would say cute shit like, "love you" Or "miss you"

Or or or, maybe, Wade is little and something popped up and Logan needs to go do a thing but can't bring Wade the way he is so he asks someone to watch him for a while and hides cute notes for Wade to find so he isn't missing him too much.

Just a silly thought

Notes

Yesss thisss

Pov, you go on your annual trip to the deep canadian woods to hide from society (It keeps him sane your honor) but your husband misses you so much that his abandondment issues kick in and starts crying. But you were smart. You left him notes.

A truama induced little wade ficlet Ft. Caregiver Peter Parker (aka the only person Logan will trust with Little Wade)

The first few days that Wade is with Peter is great. He mainly either follows him around or is just on the couch sending Logan tiktoks to watch when he got his service back, telling him he misses him and 'dont get eaten by a bear lol', truly missing him.

By now, even Peter can see it, trying to cheer him up by asking him to help him with stuff around the apartment only for him to check his messages. They're all unread. Subconsciously it does something to him, at first making him cry quietly and then slump against the floor, sobbing that he misses Logan so much and this is the longest hes ever been away, and what if he hates him now? What if he never comes back? What if this was his way of breaking up with him? What if.. what if he never saw kitty again...

The sobbing obviously gets his attention (you know, spideysense) coming to Wade. "Oh.. Buddy.. Come on. Lets go get you a beer somet-" but he stops, watching how tight Wade is curled up, how hard he's hugging the broom and the big glossy innocent eyes.

"Crap... Hold on. He gave me something for this. I told him I already had stuff but he said something about it being special?" He mainly is talking to himself as Peter goes into his room, bringing back out a Dora the Explorer book bag.

"Wade Wilson" it said on the straps, ya know, incase some kid tried to steal it.

"Heeeyy buddy. Look what Log- I mean Kitty brought. Isn't that so cool? What's in here, Pal?"

Looking at him, Wade blinks, the confusion enough to stop his loud crying. "K-kitty?"

"Ah webs. You're really little aren't you? Cause you stopped litsening after 'kitty.'"

"Kitty?" He perks up more, smiling widely through his tears, which makes Peter smile too.

"Yeah. Kitty. Let's open it up."

Logan had slipped this to him just before he left town. "He's gonna need this." He said.

"Oh no, I have enough small stuff to take care of him, it's alright." He insists, but Logans glare of both jealousy and a 'Just fucking take it' expression made him take it anyway.

"Don't give it to him until he needs it. It's a suprise and I need it to last the week."

So Peter litsened, now presenting the book bag as a gift rather than having it this whole time.

Inside the zipper alone was 3 sticky notes, one attached to a letter, or rather, Instructions. The other two was

"Hey, Kiddo. I love you->" and next to it was a sticky note with a big heart. Taking the heart, he giggles, sniffling and wiping his eyes, pulling the sticky note to his chest lovingly.

"P" the other one said. Picking it up, Peter opened the three papers inside, trying to read over them. Man, This looks like George Washington wrote it." He mumbles, but seemed to manage just fine.

His assumptions were correct. These were instructions, numbers to call, things to do, medical information, and said he had a box of creams in the bottom of this bag.

Some things included were Wade's safe small foods, what certain words meant, Vanessa's phone number, Al's phone number, a list of things he liked to do including a vauge routine, as well as an entire list of what to do if his skin got too bad.

The man smiles. "You sure are loved, Kiddo.." he mumbles taking pictures of the instructions. He would later update them into ariel files and add his own information before printing it put and sending it home with him.

"Hey, you're the first ever kid to come with a manual, lovebug."

"Bugs!"

"Mhm. Oh, but remember, spiders are not bugs. They are arthropods and are in a class of their own called arachnids. You know this. Well- big you knows this."

"Racknids

"Close enough. Hey, how about you unpack and then afterward we can go to the lab, yeah? Do you wanna help me in my lab?"

Wade nods, clapping softly with such a big smile. He loved going to the lab, and he loved touching stuff he wasn't supposed to. Er- I mean helping. Yeah. Helping.

Leaning against the couch, Peter was sure to carefully reread the pages again, putting the contacts in his phone just in case because he knew if something happened to Wade, Logan would kill him.

Opening the bag the best of the way, Wade squealed.

"What's wrong, bug- Even though technically Lady bugs are beetles and lovebugs are flies but thats besides the point."

Pulling out a hoodie that obviously wasn't his, Wade showed it to him. There was at least a dozen little notes on the front and judging by the excitment on his face, This hoodie and the notes were special.

"Oh wow, lots of them. That's great! Let's read them together, okay?" Crouching down, Wade nods, Letting him have the notes but not the hoodie, in which he instantly put on and hugged himself tight.

"Let's see. This one says 'Miss you so much' this one is 'I love you', this is a heart, see?" He shows him, pointing at it only for Wade to snatch it, putting it in his collection of them. "This one says 'Ill be home soon' this one says 'You're doing a good job' this one is.. i think a drawing of a dog?? Or.. maybe a rat?"

"Puppy!!" He takes this note too, kissing it. "Aww.. puppy."

"That's puppins? Sorry. My bad. Maybe we can visit her later. This one is another heart. This is 'Im so proud of you' and-"

The instant he says this, Wade flaps his hands a bit, giggling.

Yeah, that checks out. He did that when he tells him good job on patrols too.

"And all these are just different color hearts. Oh look this one's your mask." He gives the hearts to him and Wade hugs them all, gently crushing them but he smiles so widely that Peter dosn't dare mention it.

"What else is in there?"

Another giggle, more notes.

"That's a lot of notes, Lovebug. Do you want to save some for later?" Of course, Wade shook his head. He wanted them now, But Peter knew better and put some up for later.

Throughout the day, whenever Wade got upset, he would pretend that he found a new one, reading it to him or giving him the heart.

All in all, there were 25 hearts and 25 notes of encouragement with "I love you" and "I miss you" being the top commons, both having 5 each while the others varried. From words of praise to simply 'Behave for Peter-L'

Taking out his phone, Pete took a few pictures of the scene, smiling at them before unironically getting a call.

"You've got Siderman."

"Good. Hey, So.. I'm coming back early. I miss him too much. Did he like the bag? Is he doing okay?" Peter wanted to laugh. Logan sounded just as worried about Wade as Wade sounded about Logan. God, these two.. maybe true love was real.

"No, no, yeah! He's been great. Had a small melt down earlier because I wouldn't let him touch the sting solution in the lab but I gave him some ice cream and he was fine."

"Sting solution? What? Anyway- Can I talk to him?"

"He's actually sleeping right now. Ill send you the picture. Poor guys all tuckered out from playing and he must have eaten an entire box of mac and cheese too. He's over here curled up on my rug with that Plushie you sent, his action guys and your sweatshirt you gave him."

The thought made Logans heart swell, currently standing in the middle of a tiny town just to get cell service, his bags in hand and on his back.

"I'm glad.. okay then- don't tell him. Let me pick him up by surprise. Did he like the notes?"

"Absolutely adored them. He stufffed all the heart ones in his pockets actually.... hey... how come Tonys head is gone?"

"Huh?? Oh- hah yeah.. puppins ate it."

"Uh huh... I'll have to get him another. Some reason the heads always pop off too easily... Anyway, do you want me to have someone come pick you up or? You could be here by morning."

Sometimes Logan forgot just how large of a franchise/ allowance the much younger man got. "Oh! Uh.. sure? As long as you don't mind if I bring my deer and rabbits."

"Uhhh... that can.. be arranged? Did you go hunting or??"

"Wasn't really planned. Just.. sort of happened. But I know a butcher guy who makes really good jerky so I didnt wanna waste them."

Peter, whose senses may or may not be intuitive anxiety at this point in the call, decided maybe he shouldn't ask what he meant by "wasting them," seeing as this would imply they were killed without the intention of being eaten.

"Okay. Send me your location, and a truck should come get you. You can put your deer in there. And you can sleep overnight if you want.

"Yeah, No. Can't sleep without him anymore. The moron done ruined that gig for me."

Peter couldn't believe the sappy stuff he was hearing. He could never imagine Logan ever saying these things. "Alright, alright. I'll have'em bring his shirt. You need sleep. I need sleep. Bye, Mr. Howlett."

"You aren't ever just gonna call me Logan, kid, are ya?" He's told him a billion times to just call him Logan, but he never litsened.

"My aunt May taught me to respect my elders, sir."

Logan chuckles at the slight dish of calling him old, but it was true. "Of course she did... Bye, Pete."

With a click of a button, Peter sighs, starting to stand but before he could, Wade sat up, rubbing his eyes with a whine.

"Hi lovebug. Have a good sleep?"

But Wade only groaned, crawling over and up onto the couch, laying on him instead to close his eyes.

"Mmh.. why am I surprised?" He shifts to lay flat on his back, letting Wade shift to sleep on top of him, nuzzling into his chest and thumb going in his mouth as he curls up.

"You're kinda heavy for a sleepy guy." He mutters, hand going to his back, trying to lul him back to sleep as the other hand called someone else.

"Hey, It's Peter. I need a couple favors. Firstly...I need another iron man. The 5.3 inch action figure... yeah.. he snapped it off again. .. and secondly... How many frames do you think ill need for 50 2x2 sticky notes?"

[3vergr3en]

hi! I love your work! I noticed you've been a fan of eujoo lately... me too :,) if you have time or are interested, how do you think the andteam members would act when they have a crush? thank you!

❥ How &Team would react to having a crush on you

(🥐) PAIRING . OT9 x fem!reader

(🥞) A/N . ANON. I LOVE YOUUU. and thank you so much for requesting this !! and yesss, byun euijoo has all I've been thinking about (he's so cute that I'm getting pissed off.)

(🍮) ADDITIONAL INFO . everything below is just cutesy filth.

Koga Yudai - K

hes actually quite shy surprisingly.

you'd expect him to be all like, "I like you!!" when he first realized that he thought more of you than just a friend.

but he's actually quite sheepish when it comes to you.

one glance from you has his heart pounding in his chest.

or one 'hi, yudai!' has his knees buckling.

he tries to make himself look and act perfect when being around you, deathly afraid of any mishaps happening bc all he wants is for you to think that he's cool :(

but he's so busy trying to perfect himself, that he fails to do the part where you had to be yourself.

"Yudai. You didn't need to do all of that if you wanted to impress me. You could've just asked me out." You smile fondly, combing back his curtain bands with your hand.

"I messed up my chance, didn't I?"

"Not yet."

Murata Fuma - Fuma

honestly not surprised when realizing.

he loves having you around with him and the guys,

or when you ask him to come over to help with some appliances.

He doesn't mind fixing them bc not only does he get to see you more, but he also doesn't want your place collapsing on you <3

you're independent, funny, and super sweet to anyone around you.

who wouldn't like you?

When he decided to go tell you,

he's SUPER straightforward.

"Y/n, the reason why I asked you to come see me today was because.. I found myself having feelings for you than I would for just a friend."

He knows what he wants, and he acts on it. he hates beating around the bush. (which is so attractive btw)

If he can have you as his now, why would he want to wait any longer?

"Oh! I.. wasn't expecting you to be so straightforward about it. Usually guys would just--"

"Well, I'm not like them." He chuckles, "I'm a man who knows how to treat a woman right."

Don't gotta say anymore, you're already planning a date with him.

(and possibly your guys's future together)

Wang Yixiang - Nicholas

he first realized he had a crush on you when the smallest things you'd usually do for him, start to have more of an effect on him.

like asking him if he had eaten yet, or grabbing an extra umbrella for him when it was going to rain.

YOU thought you were delusional-- no, HE'S delusional.

'she thought about me. omg, she wants me so bad, its embarrassing for her.'

NO. it's embarrassing for YOU, yixiang.

but he doesn't tell you right away, although his ways of showing that are teasing you even more than usual.

"no one wants to see you chowing down that, like calm down, no ones gonna take it from you." He snickers, finding joy in you glaring daggers at him.

"and no one wants to see that ugly face of yours, but hey, unfortunately, we all can't have what we want."

God. He's gonna marry you one day.

One day.

Byun Euijoo - Ej

SOOO shy whenever you walk into the room.

"Hi juju!" You greet happily, a bright smile over taking your face.

"Oh-! Uhm, hi.." He responds, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

HES SO AWKWARD THAT ITS CUTEEEE.

he's terrified that if the guys stopped talking, everyone, especially you, would hear his heartbeat drumming in his chest.

he truly finds you the most beautiful girl he's ever laid eyes on, and unfortunately, Nicholas has to hear all about his fanboy behavior.

"Euijoo, buddy." The older clears his throat as his hand grasps euijoo's shoulder, "If you won't tell her, I will."

"You wouldn't.." Euijoo trails off, a hint of betrayal was clear in his tone.

But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that nicholas may not be joking.

"wait-- no, I-I'll tell her, okay?"

and surprisingly, he did.

you found it adorable btw when he confessed his feelings.

he was fumbling over his words and unintentionally avoided direct eye contact the whole time.

he was just so nervous :((

"juju, you're so cute. you know that, right?"

"ah.. really? thank you then 😊"

Nakakita Yuma - Yuma

honestly, i feel like he would be in denial at first.

BUT NOT IN A BAD WAY.

just more of a, 'what if she doesn't like me back? I don't want to ruin our friendship' type of denial.

So, he tries to suppress them.

How did that turn out?

He barely lasted a couple hours before going out to your place for dinner.

and you greeted him with open arms and a warm smile.

It took him some time to process that newfound feeling.

With the help of responsible fuma and surprisingly taki (I know. but I think that boy has some good advice), he was convinced to tell you how he truly felt.

"You know, make sure you're clear, okay? Don't be vague or ambiguous." Fuma hums, patting the boy's shoulder.

"But like, also be mysterious too! Girls dig that." Taki chimes in.

(okay, perhaps I take that back.)

Asakura Jo - Jo

shy boi #2

he would want to spend more time with you, actually.

I mean yes, he is afraid to confess because he fears rejection.

but like, he cares about you too much to be distant.

so he just accepted it and opted to spend his last few times with you as a friend until you eventually let him off.

but it kept going for longer and longer.

he questioned why. maybe you were just oblivious to his obvious crush on you?

Nope. You weren't oblivious.

You knew right from the get-go that Jo might've felt a different way.

How?

His more frequent visits, asking questions about hypothetically dating a guy who so happens to perfectly fit the description of him.

He's so cute.

Shigeta Harua - Harua

shy boi #3

but he's the most composed out of all the members (besides fuma)

He hides it so well because he makes it look like nothing changed about him.

but even if he doesn't show, he feels it ALL internally.

and poor you, you don't even notice at all.

"Harua! Want to go to this restaurant that just opened recently?"

"Oh,, as in, like a uh.."

"Like in what?" You question, attention focused on your phone that holds the restaurant's website in.

"Ah, nothing. Let's go!" He smiles, watching you slip on your shoes.

I'll tell her one day.

Takayma Riki - Taki

HES SO PAINFULLY OBVIOUS, OML.

hes quite literally like a clingly puppy around you.

"Y/n! Where do you want to go today?" He'd question, eyes wide in anticipation.

"Oh, I was actually planning to stay home and just watch some TV-"

"I'll come accompany you!"

"Thanks.. Taki." You giggle, admiring his devotion to you.

"Should we get matching pj's for our sleepover?" Taki suggests.

"Oh, since when did I say you were sleeping over?"

But when you see that pout, you feel some heart strings being pulled.

"Okay, okay. Fine. Yes, you can stay the night-- but NO matching pajamas.. yet."

"THERE'S A YET?!"

Hirota Maus Riki - Maki

just like K, he tries to play it cool.

But he doesn't go all out like the other.

He's actually hidden it pretty well, just like Harua.

You guys already established a friendship that deals with a lot of skinship.

You guys pretty much act like a couple, just without the title.

It's no surprise that either one of you starts to form a crush.

It's so normal, it just felt right.

But to his surprise, you were the one to confess first--

completely taking him off guard.

"Wait- no! I was going to tell you first!"

"Well, you took too long."

"I was literally going to tell you 10 seconds ago."

"Yeah right."

"..."

"..."

"Want to go get some Ice cream?" Maki suggests, raising an eyebrow.

"Um, duh."

(all of the boys coo how cute you guys are <33)

[blueskittlesart]

Tell me about the road design of Hyrule!

YESSS ok so my tangent last night was mostly about the changes between the botw and totk maps but the map design of botw/totk hyrule in general is a really great example of environmental storytelling imo!!

in botw, most of the roads we see are kind of implied to be pre-calamity remnants. we very rarely see travelers, especially not along roads that aren't stable or village connectors, and a lot of the roads in hyrule field especially are near-deserted and clearly haven't been kept up. many of them lead through the ruins of what would have been villages or cultural hubs pre-calamity but are now either completely deserted or overrun with monsters. if you do come across travelers along the path, there's about a 50/50 chance they'll either be fighting monsters (and losing, badly) or disguised yiga clan members trying to ambush you. (and I think there's an implication in the yiga posting disguised members along the sides of old roads that since so few people use the roads nowadays, it's reasonable for them to use that kind of disguise as a way to catch specifically link--it's probably 10 to 1 that if you meet a traveler along a road, it's gonna be him.) the roads are like the ruins we see scattered around hyrule--reminders of what the kingdom USED to be, back when travel was a safe and sustainable option for its citizens, but now littered with monsters and slowly falling into disrepair.

in totk, though, the map and the roads along it are much more populated. they get WAY more use--you'll almost never follow a road for more than a few minutes without passing an npc now. there are a few new roads that allow for more convenient travel between previously difficult-to-access places. roads that were previously in disrepair and obviously too dangerous for the average person to travel are better-maintained and more populated. new stables are popping up. The observation that prompted this whole thing last night was specifically the walkability of the roads--in botw they tend to be wide and seemingly optimized for horse travel, which, given the amount of monster activity along them, makes sense since horses are the easiest way to travel safely on that map. in totk, though, several of the roads seem narrower and more winding, with sharp turns and obstacles that are hard to navigate on a horse at top speed. This is partially due to the upheaval adding more small obstacles to the map, but I also think it speaks to how post-calamity it's likely become a lot safer to travel on foot, so having wide, straight roads is no longer as much of a practicality issue.

the way the roads are built i think also gives us some insight into how travel worked pre-calamity and just generally what culture was like in different regions of pre-calamity hyrule. the field is heavily populated by roads and old structures, implying a culture of travel between the hylian villages and outposts that would have once been there. races that we know to have been historically more isolated, however, like the zora and the gerudo, only have one road leading in and out of their settlements, and in the gerudo's case the road isn't even clearly marked, making it extra difficult to traverse if you don't know what you're doing. by the time we get to totk, the gorons have gained a couple more roads in and out of their main city, allowing for easier access, which i think implies that their isolation during the calamity was involuntary and they were eager to open up to other races as soon as it was safe to do so!