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randonauticrap · 29 days
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I love him. Thank you, goodnight.
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from Forever With You, Epilogue
...so are you.
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randonauticrap · 2 months
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This is absolutely stunning, Ana!! <3 I adore the way you drew Jin and your beautiful OC, and I love the cute story, too! It's exactly something Jin would do lolol Bless this flirtatious man.
Happy Birthday Prince 💙💙💙
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I made a short story that I'm very excited to share 😆
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And 5th March is also my Ikepri Aurora's birthday 💖
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randonauticrap · 2 months
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GHOUL YOU PORTRAYED HIM SO BEAUTIFULLY!!! The expression is ABSOLUTELY perfect, oh my God I'm drooling ljskfskfdsk
Happy Birthday Jin!!
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(Strike two for late birthday arts >n<)
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randonauticrap · 2 months
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𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 💙
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randonauticrap · 2 months
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YOU are the delight, my love! <3 Thank you so much, Drac. It came together absolutely beautifully!!
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Long time no see! This is my piece I made for the loveliest of lovelies @randonauticrap! I chose to make a piece of a character I don't usually see much of, Jin. Hope Lenore likes the personalized chocolates. <3
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randonauticrap · 2 months
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OH MY GOD, DRACH THIS IS STUNNING
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Oh my God, the shading, the colors, JIN'S FACE??? LSJFKSDLFK And Lenore looks lasjks Oh she looks beautiful. Thank you SO MUCH!! How do you draw hair like this?! Omg, it's so realistic and lovely. Thank you so muc, Drachonia. It's absolutely perfect. <3
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Long time no see! This is my piece I made for the loveliest of lovelies @randonauticrap! I chose to make a piece of a character I don't usually see much of, Jin. Hope Lenore likes the personalized chocolates. <3
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randonauticrap · 2 months
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Silent Letters to My Beloved
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Pairing ~ Rio Ortiz x GN Reader
Word Count ~ 1.5k
Author's Note ~ This fic is my gift for the lovely @eli-chika in @ikemenlibrary's "My Ikemen Valentine" Gift Exchange! I truly loved being able to write this fic for you. It's been awhile since I've written for Ikemen, and even longer since I've written for Rio, but I hope I did him justice for you and I hope you enjoy! <3
(Ps. I also totally made up the dates because I have zero clue when ikepri is meant to take place lol)
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Darling Love,                                                                                     11-08-32 
My sweetest dear one,
My heart,
When you rescued me, my world stood still. Who I was before the moment your hands touched mine was of no consequence anymore. I was yours, heart, body, and soul. Through the years, you taught me how to open up again; how to learn and take in the beauty of the world again. I learned how to love from you. The man who feared losing everything came to realize that he had never even known of "everything" until he knew you. 
I don't know why I'm confessing here, in this letter you will never read. I must seem quite foolish to you. Here you are, a bright and shining light, surrounded by those who shine almost as brightly as you do. The princes of Rhodolite are noble and kind - well, most of them - and you even outshine them at the center of it all. I can't even hope to hold a candle's worth of light to the beauty you radiate. Perhaps my purpose in this life is to stand behind you, just out of sight, and make sure you never suffer a single inconvenience. Honestly, it doesn't sound like too terrible of a fate: getting to stand close to you wherever you are, basking in the loveliness that is you. 
Sometimes I just wish…
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My sweet,                                                                                             11-17-32
I see the way they admire you, the curiosity and interest in their eyes. It shouldn't bother me. I should be able to keep myself contained as your butler and your… friend. But the way you smile back at them is enough to cast a shadow on even my brightest of days, and will tie my heart in uncomfortable, messy knots without any effort. I am not a man worthy of your affection, I know this. However, I can’t seem to force these feelings away. I saw Prince Leon taking your hand today, and leading you to the training grounds. He looked so happy to have your hand in his; I can’t imagine anyone who wouldn’t find otherworldly joy in it, so at least he responded appropriately. The pleased blush that spread across your face when his hand closed around yours pained me with the heartbreaking guilt of a man who loves you, but also desperately wants you to be happy - whether he is the one to make you so or not. 
This jealousy is proof I can never deserve you. You are better off with a man like Prince Leon at your side. I will stand behind you to make sure you stay smiling throughout your journey. I swear it, to you and to myself, I will only cry where you cannot see it. You will never know my heartbreak. You deserve better than that.
~ Rio
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My friend,                                                                                            12-10-32
You look so beautiful in the red outfit Prince Leon gifted you. It falls so beautifully around your frame and compliments you well. You will look so regal by his side that no one will question your place there! I know you worry; I see it in your eyes and the way a near-permanent crease sits between your lovely eyes, but you don’t need to. Just carry yourself the way you do in town, and in the bookstore. You’re so confident and sure of yourself there; at home. I miss when you seemed at home, when you were comfortable… when we were-
“Rio!” 
The call from the door, along with hurried knocks had him jumping from his seat like he’d been stung and running to open it for them. “MC!” he yelped, his journal so visible and open on the table behind him filling him with so much momentary panic that he didn’t realize they were crying at first. But at the first sniffle, his attention snapped to their face where tears were falling in crystal tandem onto their lovely clothes. “MC, what’s wrong? Come in, sit down, I’ll get you a cloth! Was it Prince Leon? I don’t care if he’s a prince of Rhodolite or not, I’ll have his head if he hurt you-!”
“Rio!” they cried louder and he silenced, looking helplessly at them. They sniffled again. His heart clenched at the sound - the worst sound in the world, he thought, the sound of their pain. “I embarrassed myself.” sniff “The whole ballroom turned to judge me. They’re still talking about me, I’m certain.” sniff “I can’t show my face in that room again!” 
“No matter what happened, if they judged you, they’re the ones who should be ashamed!” Rio flamed, his hands coming up to frame their shaking shoulders. “Where is prince Leon? Did he not follow you?” he asked, despite himself. 
“I don’t want prince Leon.” they huffed. “He’s nice, and sweet, but-” sniff “He isn’t you, and I want you.” Rio’s heart stuttered into a wild rhythm at the possible implication of their words, but he shoved his hope to the pit of his stomach where it belonged; this wasn’t about him, it was about them. And he would be anything they needed him to be. So he put on his best face and nodded, pulling them into his embrace where they easily fell and curled around him. ‘It feels like coming home.’ he thought as he backed them both up enough to gently shut the door behind them and wrap his arm back around them, his hand finding their soft locks and stroking them tenderly. They wetted the shoulder of his undershirt with their tears, but he didn’t care. What was a shirt in comparison to them? The shirt was made better by having touched them, if anything. 
“Want to sit down?” he whispered into their hair and they nodded after several seconds more of sniffling, so he maneuvered them towards the short couch next to the fireplace in his room and made to ease them down into the seat gently, but they tugged on his arm, pulling him down with them. He let out a gasp of surprise as they settled sideways on to the couch and pulled him over top of them. 
“Please, Rio. Just- just hold me.” they whispered into his neck as he lowered himself gingerly down on top of them, hovering just above them to keep from possibly hurting them. However, they wrapped their arms firmly around his back and drew him close, rendering his efforts futile as he was forced to relax against them. He felt them sigh and relax into him, their nails beginning to scratch up and down his back, sending electric shivers through his entire body. 
“Are you sure I’m not going to hurt you?! I’d never forgive myself if-”
“Rio, it’s fine.” they murmured, stopping him short. Their voice was subdued now, a comfortable haze enveloping them in warmth, and Rio let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, letting himself nuzzle into their neck. “I love having you close.” they whispered softly. “You feel like home.”
His breath caught again, this time full of the words he was too much of a coward to say, so he propped up on his elbow instead to look down at them, hoping the love in his eyes was enough to get the message across. Something must have reached them, thankfully, because they met his eyes with the same ardor echoed back to him and he swore his heart stopped beating. “You do too.” he finally croaked out, shocked that any words could form on his lips at all. They brought their hand up to his cheek, letting their fingers brush against his soft skin, the tiny blond hairs there tickling their fingertips as they followed the path of his cheekbone back to his ear and then to his fine blond locks. Their eyes followed the path of their fingers until they were out of sight, lost in his hair, then traveled back to lock with his. 
“Rio,” they muttered breathlessly.
“Y-yes?” he said, hardly trusting his own voice to work the way it should. 
“Kiss me.” 
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My Dearest Fiance,                                                                            5-25-33
You grow more exquisite as each day passes, and I can’t believe I get to be the man to stand by your side. My proposal was so swift after we became lovers, I worried you wouldn’t say yes. But I couldn’t bear to wait any longer, and my heart is far too full knowing you feel the same! I know you enjoyed your time at the palace, but I’m so glad we’re back at the bookstore, home. Although, I know for certain that wherever you go would be home enough for me. If one day you decide to travel across the sea, I’ll be there beside you, ready to take on the world as your husband. With you, my love, I can take on anything. Thank you for loving me, I will never believe I deserve it, no matter the number of times you tell me. And I cannot wait to fill this journal with our adventures together. No more heartbreak, only love. Forever love. 
~ Your loving fiance, Rio
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randonauticrap · 2 months
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Mitsuhide Akechi
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Aaaand I'm back after a break with one of the many Otome Game husbandos!
Japan's #1 traitor from Cybird's Ikemen Sengoku! What a sweet tease x)
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randonauticrap · 3 months
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I miss seeing you around pls take care ❤❤
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Awwwww thank you my darling!! <3
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I have taken a step away from this fandom due to some continued passive aggressiveness and hate in my inbox, as well as just an undercurrent of drama within this fandom that has sort of been bothering me for awhile. I injured my back as well, and I just haven't really been in the place to deal with all of that lately. But I do miss this place and all of the wonderful people in it. <3 Thank you for reaching out, my love.
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randonauticrap · 3 months
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My girl is back!!
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I missed you so so much, my dear friend, and I think I can speak for a lot of us when I say that your light here in this fandom was also very missed, and it's good to have the warmth of your glow back. <3
Hey everyone!
Marie here!
I am so so sorry for going MIA for a few months(?), I just really needed the space and some time to focus on myself, my mental health and life outside of tumblr :,)
I missed the fandom though! And I missed writing for you all!
Can't promise I'll be on here as often or writing as often, because I have a lot going on at the moment but I want to make a steady come back into the ikemen fandom <3
Thank you so much for being here and for sending your thoughts! And for staying on this blog while my sorry ass was away <3
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randonauticrap · 3 months
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You gave me permission when it was your BIRTHDAY, that's when. hehehe
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OMG Aqua it's not my birthday! lmao
I'm glad you loved it. <3
Love
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Pairing ~ Chevalier Michel x F!Reader (Chevalier POV)
Word Count ~ 534
Author's Note ~ Happy birthday to my dear friend @aquagirl1978 !
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Love. For someone like me, it was a pointless emotion; something royals should not - could not - possess or indulge in. Love toppled kingdoms and ripped apart the very fabric of what a monarchy existed to do: keep its country safe and prosperous. Difficult decisions had to be made in order to achieve this ideal, and love was far too flimsy a notion to entertain in the face of edicts resulting in death. So why, then, was she so important to me? Why did it matter where she was at any given hour of the day? Why did it matter what books she read, or how often she took glances at my foolish brother? Why did it matter that she came to see me in my private library? Why did it matter when she stood by my decisions? They were obviously the best decisions in the room, of course anyone with half a mind inclined to reason would listen. But for some reason, I felt a puff of air in my chest when she agreed without hesitation. Perhaps it is because she would never do so out of fear or subjugation. When she felt differently, she would fight me on it, and despite myself, I would smile when she did. 
Love. It was something I didn’t believe in. I didn’t believe in it, nor did I understand it. It was a mystery veiled within the yellowed pages of my dearest novels, flipped through once, twice, thrice before I would set it down in frustration, only to pick it back up again within the hour. It was something that held no purpose for me, no semblance of necessity to validate its existence. And yet, it did exist. My older brother was proof. The endless recounted tales of ardor in the scrolls that littered my library were proof. This vexing woman that captivated my every minute morsel of attention was proof; far more proof than I had ever bargained for, and something I didn’t expect. It appeared right before my eyes in the tender visage of a woman that by all rights I should disregard without a second glance. So why didn’t I? Why didn’t I leave her behind? 
Love. It was something I had no choice but to succumb to. Before she could even prove its value, it had me in its clutches; having stalked me from the shadows more expertly than any trained assassin, taking its chance to pounce upon me and claim me for its own in the form of tender smiles, light touches, and her presence in every room. Where before there was only ice, only solitude, only duty, she supplemented warmth, companionship, and meaning. My heart began to beat for the first time since I very first opened my eyes, and it beat solely for her. My vocabulary for love was wide, but the language itself had evaded me for so long that my proclamations were often lost in translation. But she understood me anyway. She remained by my side despite any justification she could give for abandoning me, a mere beast in the guise of a lover.
Love. It was you. And because it was you, it is now also me.
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randonauticrap · 3 months
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Love
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Pairing ~ Chevalier Michel x F!Reader (Chevalier POV)
Word Count ~ 534
Author's Note ~ Happy birthday to my dear friend @aquagirl1978 !
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Love. For someone like me, it was a pointless emotion; something royals should not - could not - possess or indulge in. Love toppled kingdoms and ripped apart the very fabric of what a monarchy existed to do: keep its country safe and prosperous. Difficult decisions had to be made in order to achieve this ideal, and love was far too flimsy a notion to entertain in the face of edicts resulting in death. So why, then, was she so important to me? Why did it matter where she was at any given hour of the day? Why did it matter what books she read, or how often she took glances at my foolish brother? Why did it matter that she came to see me in my private library? Why did it matter when she stood by my decisions? They were obviously the best decisions in the room, of course anyone with half a mind inclined to reason would listen. But for some reason, I felt a puff of air in my chest when she agreed without hesitation. Perhaps it is because she would never do so out of fear or subjugation. When she felt differently, she would fight me on it, and despite myself, I would smile when she did. 
Love. It was something I didn’t believe in. I didn’t believe in it, nor did I understand it. It was a mystery veiled within the yellowed pages of my dearest novels, flipped through once, twice, thrice before I would set it down in frustration, only to pick it back up again within the hour. It was something that held no purpose for me, no semblance of necessity to validate its existence. And yet, it did exist. My older brother was proof. The endless recounted tales of ardor in the scrolls that littered my library were proof. This vexing woman that captivated my every minute morsel of attention was proof; far more proof than I had ever bargained for, and something I didn’t expect. It appeared right before my eyes in the tender visage of a woman that by all rights I should disregard without a second glance. So why didn’t I? Why didn’t I leave her behind? 
Love. It was something I had no choice but to succumb to. Before she could even prove its value, it had me in its clutches; having stalked me from the shadows more expertly than any trained assassin, taking its chance to pounce upon me and claim me for its own in the form of tender smiles, light touches, and her presence in every room. Where before there was only ice, only solitude, only duty, she supplemented warmth, companionship, and meaning. My heart began to beat for the first time since I very first opened my eyes, and it beat solely for her. My vocabulary for love was wide, but the language itself had evaded me for so long that my proclamations were often lost in translation. But she understood me anyway. She remained by my side despite any justification she could give for abandoning me, a mere beast in the guise of a lover.
Love. It was you. And because it was you, it is now also me.
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randonauticrap · 3 months
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This is absolutely so precious and I definitely think that Chevalier would look out for Emma, no matter who she was with. I love the way you wrote out Jin's trauma here, because it's really accurate to the way he ends up coping - he's not right with her; he's separated, distracting himself from what it is that's really bothering him, deflecting until it's absolutely not possible anymore, etc.
You wrote them really really well, and I love it OP! <3
A Promise Between Brothers.
Jin and Chevalier have a conversation one night that ends with an emotional promise. This is from an idea I had awhile back and I just finally got around to writing it out. I wanted to explore the relationship between Jin and Chevalier a bit more as throughout the routes they seem to have an interesting relationship with eachother. Not exactly close but not one of hatred or fear like practically everyone else seems to have with Chevalier. WC approx 1050 and shoutout to @aquagirl1978 for helping me out with my question.
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Prince Chevalier was done with work for the day and headed for his private library. When he opened the door he was greeted by what had become a familiar sight this past week.
“You're here again?”
Emma jumped a bit at Chevalier's voice and quickly looked around her. Clearly she had lost track of time while reading.
“I'm so sorry Prince Chevalier I didn't realize it was so late!”
“Obviously.”
“I'll just put this away and then…”
“There's no need. Your presence is not completely intolerable.”
“Thank you, I think.”
Emma returned her attention to the book in her lap and Chevalier walked over to the shelves choosing a book at random. Chevalier had intended to leave however he paused momentarily, it was clear Emma's thoughts were now distracted and he stared at her briefly before speaking.
“He is not upset for why you believe he is, not really.”
“Oh..”
Chevalier watched the different thoughts playing out across Emma's face and he sighed in agitation. He turned and left his private library behind walking through the halls until he came to a stop in front of a door he rarely entered.
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Jin sat at the desk in their faction office going over yet another stack of paperwork. He'd never been the biggest fan of paperwork and since he'd been crowned king there was even more of it. Lately though he found himself not minding it so much, it gave him an excuse to be by himself and think and drink.
Jin had just poured himself another glass of whiskey and picked up an agricultural report when the office door swung open.
“Chevalier? Don't see you around here much.”
Jin watched as Chevalier closed the door and strode up to the front of the desk.
“Must be something big to bring you here, I know you don't like to waste time so what's up.”
“She was in my library again.”
“Sorry Emma's been disturbing you, I can talk to her about…”
“Her presence in my library is not the issue but a consequence of it.”
“Then what is the issue?”
Jin picked up his whiskey glass taking a small sip while Chevalier just studied him in silence.
“Unlike our brother I am not a fool. It's clear your impending departure and the recent news of her being with child has gotten the better of you."
Jin blinked at Chevalier then rubbed the back of his neck while sighing.
“I should have guessed you'd have figured out what was going on, do me a favor and don't say anything alright.”
“Indeed?”
Jin leaned forward resting his elbows on the desk and bringing his forehead to his clasped hands.
“History was already repeating itself but now... Our wedding is eleven weeks out, Leon and Clavis are leaving in a week for Jade and a few days after Nokto and I are heading to Benitoite and none of us will be back for almost a month. I had planned to take Emma with me but I can't now.”
Jin picked up his glass of whiskey and downed it in one go before pouring himself another one.
“Given what happened in the past and the current circumstances it is not foolish for you to be concerned.”
“If I'm being honest it's way past concern at this point.”
Jin absently twirled his glass looking off into the distance.
“I used to have bad dreams a lot. They were all from my past, mostly about before I came to the palace. The worst ones were about how my mom used to struggle and when she was sick and I couldn't afford to get her the medicine she needed. I hadn't had any though in a long time but they started up again the night Emma told me she was carrying our child.”
Jin took a big sip of whiskey.
“This time though instead of me and my mom it's Emma and our child in the dreams. It's her I see worrying about having enough of everything, of skipping meals so our child can eat of her getting sick and dying and our kid being so full of anger and sadness like I used to be. I was so sure I was careful too but I guess my luck finally ran out after all these years. I just wish it could have held out until the wedding, once we're married that's it she's protected as my wife and as queen. Instead though I have to leave her here alone and defenseless and it scares the hell out of me."
“That is where your miscalculation is, she is not alone or defenseless. Do you truly believe any of us are that useless or incompetent?”
Jin just stared at Chevalier in silence.
“When the previous King was gone the responsibility of protecting your mother should have been taken over by his useless brothers, however they decided to forgo the duty they had to their King and brother in that matter. They lacked the basic awareness and intellect to assess the likely outcomes of the situation and caused harm through it.
Our uncles may have been house broken beasts who failed to support their brother and let the court ministers order them around but we are not. Four eyes would never let it get to that point to begin with but if the ministers tried to work around him the rest of us would not hesitate to bare our fangs at them. Jin, myself and the others will keep her safe until you have returned. In fact watching over her will be a simple task.”
Jin was overcome with emotion, not that he'd admit it. He had never had the same issues with Chevalier that their brothers did not really but that didn't mean they were close either. Hearing him use his name wasn't even what mattered, it was his declaration that he would protect Emma for him. As Chevalier turned to leave, Jin called after him.
“Well your private library is certainly big enough to keep her entertained while I'm gone. Thanks Chevalier.”
“If you truly wish to thank me you and Black can procure some rare books for me while you are gone.”
Jin shook his head and chuckled.
“Just give Luke a list for us and we'll get it done.”
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randonauticrap · 3 months
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❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Hello my love! <3
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randonauticrap · 3 months
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Thanks so much for the tag, @dreamweazel !!
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This truly is very much my aesthetic lol
Tags for the Lovelies: @aquagirl1978 @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @judejazza @xbalayage @jozhenji @norel-ravenclaw
I was tagged by @xgentlefdomx
Rules: go to pinterest type in [your name]core, post 6 images and then tag 6 people ♡
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I am tagging @freepassbound @chrissymurdock @feistyangelsworld @thatsamebookishh0e and anyone else who wants to 💖
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by Kyle Bonallo (ig: @kylebonallo)
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randonauticrap · 4 months
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ALGDJSFKSLFGKSSKSK MIMI THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! *sobs*
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He's so sweet and funny and precious lajfklsdksksk. I'd be putting a halo on his head and calling him my angel and then he'd try to climb the tree like a cat and it would fall. I'd scold him through my laughing tears and then I'd tie him up with tinsel and- *cute-horny mumbling*
Jin's Holiday Event Story!
As always, thank you @candied-boys for providing the story, hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: This is one super cute but also spicy so please, minors, do not interact.
It was a cold Christmas morning where the roses were dusted with snow, Jin and I were inside our warm room, decorating the fir tree he’d gifted me the previous Christmas.
It had been sitting in the corner of the room ever since, but its rich green leaves were thriving as proof of being well taken care of.
Emma: “The tree’s gotten so much bigger since you gifted it to me.”
Jin: “Yeah. I’m glad to be able to watch its growth together with you again this year.”
Emma: “Every day spent with you, Jin, feels like a fleeting moment of happiness.”
Emma: “When I see the growth of this tree, I truly realize that time is passing.”
While expressing these felling that well up in my heart, I continue to decorate the tree with ornaments
Jin, then, picked up a rose he had prepared for the decoration.
I thought he would hang it on the fir tree, but to my surprise, the rose ends up nestled in my hair bun.
Emma: “W-What are you doing, Jin?!”
Startled, I raised my voice as Jin, who had picked up a ribbon intended for decoration, begins to wrap it around my arm.
Jin: “Ah, don’t worry. I’m just decorating the most beautiful tree in the continent in my own way.”
Emma: “…I don’t even know where to begin with this, I can’t concentrate like this.”
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Jin: “But you know, a properly decorated tree is essential for a Christmas party, right?”
Jin: “If we leave it like this, the party will never start.”
(Well, It IS true that this won't end if we keep it like this. I'll just continue working without paying him any attention.)
Reluctantly giving in, I resume my work. But Jin’s mischief knows no bounds….
He places a snowflake decoration on top of my head and casually hooks and ornament string to my fingertips.
Emma: “Come on, Jin!”
Even while protesting, I couldn’t help but find it funny, and my face completely relaxed.
Turning around to face Jin, who had been up to mischief behind me, I noticed a joyful smile on his lips.
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Jin: “Alright, alright. Let’s finish the decorations before it gets dark.”
Finally, Jin removes the from my head and unties the ribbon from my hair.
(Phew, finally the decoration might progress smooth—Huh?!)
Just as I felt his rough fingers gently caress my neck,
He effortlessly unbuttoned my blouse and was about to invade the collar area, when suddenly…
Emma: “W-wait a second. This is…”
Jin: “I’m just doing as you wished, taking everything off.”
Emma: “That’s not decoration though!”
Jin ignores my words completely, reaching his fingers to my breast and repeatedly flicks the sensitive tip.
Emma: “Ah, Jin…!”
As I writhe from the rhythmic pleasure, he seals my lips with a kiss.
Our tongues, hot and moist, entwine with each other.
Jin: "You know, your a beautiful woman even without any decorations."
My legs began to tremble and become moist, when Jin gently picked me up and carried me to the bed.
We intertwined, changing angles, and exchanged countless kisses--
Jin: "And just like a tree, it's a waste to only admire it once a year."
Jin: “I want to love you every day and every night, Emma.”
As Jin whispered sweetly in my ear and teased my earlobe,
He swiftly thrusts his body deep inside me.
(Being teased and compared to a tree was surprising, but hearing those words make me incredibly happy.)
Emma: "Mmmh… one day isn’t enough… I want to express my love to you whenever I can Jin.”
Contrary to the snowscape outside the window, my body and heart are melting warmly with Jin’s love.
This special Christmas spent with my beloved has only just begun.
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I continue to embrace the special time and love that is given to me.
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