#But also genuinely whenever I don’t work out I feel like I’m just not present in my body like I can’t feel myself

[stuckinapril]

Every time I go through a period of not working out I lose my mind. I truly cannot be outside of my body for too long

#Obviously the toning/being fit is nice & I will not act like that’s not a big part of it #But also genuinely whenever I don’t work out I feel like I’m just not present in my body like I can’t feel myself #When my ex best friend and I fell out I ran nonstop on the treadmill for an hour and it actually alleviated sm of my stress #When my ex and I broke up I was at the gym 7x a week like I was training for cross country or something #Nothing else has helped me quite the same #Saying this as I’m ab to get into a cute two piece and hit the gym (the sun is not up yet <3) #And then I’ll study at the library under the sun and try to forget my problems probably

[slvtforoldermen]

Pedro’s Characters: The Dick-tionary

How big are Pedro Pascal’s characters and some NSFW headcannons

(WARNING: DETAILS OF PENISES AND TALKS OF SEX - MDNI)

Part Two <3

A/N: Sorry I never continued Fluff February :(, I lost motivation so I’ll just write them and post them as a prompt list for whenever…

Joel Miller:

Okay, all his characters are big, it’s a known fact, but Joel is 100% the biggest. Probably about 8.5 inches, with a pretty pink mushroom tip, and GIRTHY AGH! There’s a vein on it that is really visible when he’s hard. Oh and his balls are big too. Everything about Joel is just big. Not only is he big but you best believe he knows how to use it too. He’s got a daddy kink… Fav positions are missionary and cowgirl, however when he’s angry doggy or the mating press are a no-brainer. Daddy kink! DOMINANT!!! There’s no way this man is a sub, it just doesn’t work, he’s just so dom yknow, and when he’s soft, he’s the sweetest he’s ever been, but if he’s angry, hard dom Joel comes out and that’s a man you don’t wanna piss off if you wanna cum. He’s got such a daddy kink. “Fuck babygirl/boy, you’re so fucking sweet, sugar. So fucking good for daddy. Yeah baby? You like that? Such a good little girl/boy, so fucking sweet.” Daddy kink is such is a big thing for him. Hair wise? Well it’s the apocalypse so it’s probably hard to find the Manscaper 3000 or whatever. He trims his hair with some scissors, honestly he didn’t really care for shaving before you, so he just let it grow, but once when you were sucking him, you almost sneezed from how much it tickled your nose and made a little joke about it after, which made Joel feel a little bad so he cut them just a little shorter. Oh I’m sorry and did I mention… DADDY KINK!!!

Javier Peña:

(Here I’m purely writing about Javier Pena in a fictional sense AS PEDRO, not the real guy, this has nothing to do with the real Javier Pena)

Okay, Javier, my baby daddy. Um, who said that- ANYWAYS! Javier is probably the second biggest, in joint place with Oberyn, definitely about 7-7.5 inches, as he’s nicknamed by moi, the Pussy Slayer of Medellin. It goes without saying that Javier is rough, as we’ve seen, side note: I don’t know why I thought watching Narcos with my family would be a good idea… I was sat on the couch like “😀 okay, I’m watching Pedro have sex next to my mum, just a normal Saturday morning…” anyways back to it (hehe Negan reference) but Javier is rough, doggy and cowgirl are his favourite positions, but sometimes when he’s feeling a little somber he likes a little missionary. As how domestically-kinky I like my men, I’m a little disappointed that Javier isn’t a committed man, but he does have a tiny 🤏 breeding kink, he defo isn’t a fan of being called daddy, in fact just call him Javi and he’s yours, and he’s dom obviously. “Oh carino, you take my cock so well, you good little whore… fuck… my sweet little angel.” I mean, we’ve all seen his hair, so do we really need address it, that also might genuinely be my fav sex scene in all of cinema history.

Oberyn Martell

Okay, admittedly, I haven’t seen any proper scenes of Oberyn, because I’ve just started GOT, so I have no clue what his character is like apart from being a HUGE BISEXUAL SLUT, so he’s just like me 🤭

Oberyn, tying with Javier, is about 7-7.5 inches, and I feel like his cock is definitely a lot more tan than others, idk why, it’s just an instinct. Defo uncircumcised. His fav positions are definitely cowgirl OH and dude is the literal definition of a pillow prince, again, just like me. Suck his dick, please, just suck his dick. Again, I don’t know how he’s presented in GOT, but I’m like 74% sure he’s dominant? From the clips I’ve seen 🫣 Hair wise, do razors exists in the GOT world? Or does my man just shave himself with a sword.

Javi Gutierrez:

Oh my sweet baby Javi… he’s so kinky. I’m fully convinced he’s into full BDSM, not so much where he has to do it every single time, but maybe like once a month. When I was watching TUWOMT for the first time, when Nick is about to go into the room with all his merch and stuff, I was dead convinced it was gonna be a sex dungeon. There’s no way a man is this sweet and adorable without being into some freaky shit.

Anyway, Javi is about 6.5 inches, with a sweet pink tip and he’s definitely a giver not a taker, don’t get him wrong, he ADORES you with his dick in your mouth, but he prefers to eat you out/suck your dick for hours on end. Oh and he’s a sweet talker, when you guys aren’t being full kinky, he’ll praise you to hours on end, mumbling in your ear how good you are in that sexy accent of his. Is a little bit of a switch, but mostly dominant, soft dom if it’s a normal night but if it’s that special night, only your safe word will pull him out of hard dom space. Definitely the type to overstimulate you in a sweet way “you can take it right sweetheart? Mi amor~ just take my cock nice and good, ahí tienes.” Um, daddy kink for surely, but not like every single night like Joel. But when he’s between your legs, and he’s stimulated you so far into sub space, and you’re struggling to keep your eyes open, and you’re reaching up for him, babbling how good his cock feels in your hole, he can’t help but coo down at you and praise you so hard. He’s not bald, but his hair isn’t long, just trimmed to the point where it tickles your nose when you suck his cock.

Din Djarin

Okay, so I think it’s canon that Din hasn’t really ever felt human touch, so I feel he’s really inexperienced… but the dude’s got a pretty dick. Like it’s just so… pretty. About 6 inches with a sweet baby pink tip, he’s so sensitive too. He loves head but he really can’t say it, he’s just too embarrassed. I just get the vibe that he’s mostly subby. He tried to be dom once but the poor baby couldn’t handle it all. But then he tried again and he did so good, but it tired him out, so if he’s domming, which is once in a blue moon, he’s going to be soft, maybe even softer than Javi. Mommy/Daddy kink!! “Please, I’m good right? Please, please tell me I’m doing good… you always feel so so good, I love you so much.” Please, he’s so sweet I love him. It’s rare that you guys get off together because of reasons due to his upbringing and stuff so he just likes being taken care of, the sweet boy. Before you, he never really cared for shaving, so when you first strip together, he’s a little nervous about it, and then after that he trims it, quite short.

Marcus Moreno

If anyone says this man is a hard dom they’re just kidding themselves, this man is the sweetest man out there, obviously not as much as Din ofc <3.

Marcus has an obsession with using his hands, making you cum just by fingering you. Then when he’s inside you, he slips his fingers into your mouth, or around your neck, or on your cheek. His dick is about 7 inches, and like everyone else, knows how to use it perfectly. Angel is one of his favourite nicknames to call you. “My perfect Angel, taking my cock so good baby…” whilst hes thrusting into you ever so gently. Would never EVER do it when Missy is around, so quickies before picking Missy up from school are his go to, but he loves the days where his mom can take her out for the day or even a grandma sleepover so he can be with you for hours. You under him, over him, him inside you, his good girl/boy, his good angel. Pleasuring you until you get numb. The armpit hair in the scene of the gif gets me and idk why, I have never had a thing for armpit hair but maybe I’m just really horny, but his hair down there is nice and trimmed, not bald, never bald.

Tim Rock(Hard)Ford

Here we go…

Oh Tim man! I have a teensy 🤏 detective kink so when Pedro played this role it was over for me.

Maybe it’s the greying, like Joel, but I feel like he’s huge, just like Joel. He’s 8 inches, living his best life. But he’s just a tired old man, so when he gets home, please just get on your knees for him, he’ll just lay there, stroking your hair, praising you, telling you how good you suck his cock. Then he’ll bring you up to the bed and return the favour, making sure to always get you to tell him about your day as he does so. Saturday nights are always his favourite time to rail into you, he’s had the whole day off, just resting, watching you walk around, getting him so worked up. He has a domestic kink. So seeing you do chores get him so hard. Loves fucking between your thighs when you’re sleeping because he gets home so late and just needs a little relief, but you look so cute and peaceful while you sleep and because he’s so considerate, he doesn’t wanna wake you. “So good for me baby, so good for daddy, gonna fill you up, you’re not gonna let any of my cum slip out right, gonna keep it all in your tummy, yeah, that’s it, cum for me.” TALKS YOU THROUGH IT!!! Sleeps naked. Not trimmed, not shaved, just grows it out, he’s old so he doesn’t care, it’s not like anyone but you would be seeing him like this anyways.

Dieter Bravo

I love Dieter, he’s so cute.

Not dom, but not sub either, just dom enough to see you break under him but sub enough to whimper and get soooo desperate. Such a huge pillow prince, he loves it when you suck him, especially when you grab his balls and caress them, he cums so quick when that happens. He’s about 6.5 inches, and it loves fast, not as in quickie, but he loves seeing you fall apart as he jackhammers into your hole. When you ride him he gets so sweet, and he can last long, don’t worry, but you just look so pretty on top of him, he can’t help it, please don’t be mad at him. Has a thing for dry humping, especially in the morning when he’s too lazy to move properly. “So good baby, oh yeah, fuck, grind against me just like that, mmmf fuck…” loves to beg and watch you beg, he’s so good to and for you, don’t doubt him ever. He doesn’t shave, he trims it, but he’s so goofy, so once he shaved it into a heart.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal smut #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #javier peña #javier pena x reader #javier pena smut #javi gutierrez #oberyn martell #din djarin #marcus moreno #tim rockford #dieter bravo #slvtforoldermen

[myouicieloz]

All for me

CEO Im Nayeon x college student!reader

Synopsis: Nayeon is on a work trip and you miss her.

Warnings: nsfw, smut, phone sex ig

Word count: 2.8k

Notes: hummm I think there are some spelling mistakes… grammar ones too lowk... not proofread! ˆˆ

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“Who’s Jenjen?” Nayeon’s voice is full of disdain as she stares at you, her eyes narrowing dangerously.

“W-what?” you frown, taking your mouth out of her breast with a ‘pop’, truly confused about why she’d bring up your friend in the conversation while you’re like that: a mess of coated saliva and wheezy thoughts, buried in between her chest. “She’s my roommate. From the US, remember? But why—” The woman ignores your confused face, promptly picking up your vibrating phone from behind you. It was visible that your friend, Jennifer (or, well, Jenjen💞❤️😎💙 — as the girl had picked out her own contact name) was calling you. “—oh.”

Jen doesn’t call you often, so it’s strange that she did. You gesture to reach your phone from Nayeon’s delicate hands, only to have your own slapped, instead.

“What are you thinking? Don’t fucking answer.” She lifts an eyebrow at you, pulling herself up to her elbows.

Daring you to misbehave, to not listen to her clear commands. You know how well Nayeon loves this game, how she delights herself in punishing you whenever you do something she deems as wrong — even if you haven’t actually disobeyed her. She just revels in doing as such: messing with you as she pleases. You’re her property, after all. Her little doll, to play and deal with however she wanted to.

And you know better than to not follow her blindly.

You’ll deal with Jen later, you decide. For now, you allow Nayeon to pull you by the hair, bringing your focus back to her delicious moans as your mouth finds her stiffened nipples once again.

-

It was rare for Nayeon to facetime you unexpectedly.

You’d usually have full days of classes, and hers were usually pretty packed up with work, so she’d always wait until you were both on a break to call, messaging first.

Not today, though.

You answer the video call straight away, fixing yourself as best as you were able to while her face didn’t appear on the screen. While you were surprised, the smile on your lips was genuine. The woman had been in Japan attending a few meetings for a couple of days now, and you missed her a lot. She also seemed surprised to see you in your dorm, too, though it clearly pleased her more than it should.

“Hi, Nayeon. Is everything ok?” Your eyes brightened at the sight of her, looking so composed and lavish in her work clothes, bunny smile and shiny eyes presented all for you.

She could be a bitch and a pain in the ass if she wanted to, specially when dealing with work stuff, but she was always caring towards you. Never rude, never impatient.

“Well hello, princess. Don’t you have classes to attend to?” you giggled at the older woman, jumping in bed and taking her— or your phone, for what it mattered, with you.

“Technically, yes.” you told her, after a few seconds of fake pondering, “I’m ditching today, though. There’s this super difficult test on Friday, and I’m barely halfway done with reviewing, so I’m picking my battles.”

She knew this beforehand, of course. You’d given her your schedule when the semester had started, just so you’ll be aware, you’d told her. Truly, it was just natural for you to have her know your routine: it made you feel safe, cared for, and she liked it as well.

You tried to recognize if she was in her hotel room, but her background was a bit different from where you had FaceTimed last night; the walls were too white, and she had headphones on.

Most likely still at work, then.

“Smart girl, picking your battles.” Oh. There it was again, that tone. The one that made you tremble with anticipation, readjusting yourself in bed, so you could have some friction in between your thighs.

It was no surprise that Nayeon preferred to be taken care of. She did spend most of her time bossing people around, after all. Of course, you were more than pleased to give her that, treating and handling her just how she wanted you to, while she rewarded you with expensive gifts and trips. However, most of the time, she’d use you for stress-relief: groping and marking your skin until her anger was gone, and she could dote on her little doll again.

You looked forward to those nights, secretly wishing someone would make her angry enough so you’d be squirming, hopeless, under her touch for hours an end.

“It’s perfect, then.” Nayeon’s voice brought you back to the conversation, the sharpness of it not going unnoticed by you. “Take off your pants.” she commanded, leaning back on her chair so she could be the most comfortable.

“Excuse me?” it was your turn to stare at her incredulously, but she didn’t bulge. If only, her posture got stricter, and a tiny smirk adourned her face.

“Did you not hear what I’ve just said? Undress.” you rolled your eyes at your partner, suddenly filled with defiance, but still did as told. Your sweatpants were taken off rather clumsily, since you were still holding your phone close to your face, but you were quick to obey.

“Fine. Is it better, now?” You muttered, but Nayeon scoffed, still not fully satisfied.

She licked her lips, pleased to have you following her orders.

“Much better, princess. Now, let me see you.” You were curious to see how far she’d go, so you placed your phone on the other end of the bed, allowing her to see every inch of your exposed skin. Even with your panties and a sweatshirt on, you still felt completely exposed to her gaze.

Truth be told, you did feel that way even when you were fully clothed around her, too.

“So pretty. Are you alone?” She praised you, her onyx eyes leaving your body for a few seconds to search for any signs of other people at the dorm.

“Obviously?” Nayeon gave you a hard look, making you shrink in place. You tried your best to be polite, reserved, calm—and that included never being ironic or making snappy remarks at people, but occasionally, it slipped, almost naturally. “Sorry.” You corrected yourself, not meeting your girlfriend’s eyes. “Yes, I’m alone. Jen also has a full day of classes today. A private practice too, I think. She’ll be out until late.” You feel better, seeing the smile of approval on your lover’s lips.

She was looking at you with such lust, it made your heart break with how much you missed her.

“I want to touch you so bad.” you whined, motioning yourself further so you could hold the phone and be near her —at least virtually, again.

“Don’t move the phone. I want you exactly like this.” The answer came almost immediately, though Nayeon’s eyes did soften at your pleading. “I miss you too, pretty girl. The good news is: I’ve closed the deal earlier than expected, so I’ll be home by tomorrow.” You smiled contentedly, humming in response. “Now, be a good girl and make a show for me, will you?” she asked, eyeing you attentively.

“Not fair.” you mumble, but your hands still went all the way up the thin fabric of your panties to caress yourself. You’re not one to blush, but being stared at by Nayeon suddenly makes you too shy to look at her in the eyes.

It aroused you, though. To have her so immersed by you. You knew her secretary— anyone could barge in, and she wouldn’t even bat an eye. Aware of that, you could feel the slick starting to cover up your walls once you let out a low moan, biting your lips to muffle yourself.

“No sounds for me, princess?” Nayeon asked, too sweet, well aware of your intentions. She let you be a little defiant, knowing it’s mostly your way of showing how much you missed her.

“If you were here, then p-perhaps.” Your words faltered as your fingers caressed your folds, going around your slit in teasing motions. Your cunt was aching, desperate to be filled, but you knew better than to take matters on your own.

Even though you were the one bringing yourself pleasure, Nayeon was in command. She’d always be, in every aspect of her life.

The simple brush of your fingers was enough to have you panting heavy breaths, the wait being the most delicious part of the thrill. You wished it was Nayeon touching you, instead. You knew your sweetest spots, but no matter how much you’ve tried, you could never bring yourself to the same shuddering, earth-shattering orgasms you had whenever it was your partner touching you. Without her, you were never truly satisfied.

She’s ruined you, for yourself and for everyone else, just as she’d repeatedly told you she would.

“It’s only fair, I guess.” She mumbled, smiling at your stubbornness. “So pretty, still, and all for me. Put a finger inside, baby. That’s it, perfect. Breathe in, nice and slow.”

Her breaths were just as heavy as you followed her blindly, eager to seek your pleasure. Your walls welcomed a single digit, and you started with slow movements, just as Nayeon instructed you to.

“N-nayeon…” You whined, leaning your had back on your bed frame. As much as you could feel your wetness and the growing ache, gathering an uncomfortable sensation on your lower abdomen due to the faint action, you’d never be able to satisfy yourself as much as your girlfriend did.

“I know, princess, I know.” She coos, grabbing her phone as if she could reach out to you, instead. “It doesn’t feel as good, does it? It’s okay, I’ll be done with this conference soon enough, and then you’ll have me all to yourself.” You pouted, knowing better than to trust your girlfriend’s words when it came to work. She had done it before, after all: gotten a call back as soon as she stepped foot in the airport, her job trapping her for a few more days. “You have no idea how lovely you look right now, Y/n. In fact, I think your pretty pussy would look even better filled up with two more fingers.”

“I-I,” You whined, lips starting to tremble. It has not been an easy week for you, and your lover’s calm, soothing voice slowly started to turn you into a pliable mess, all hot and hazy.

The many thoughts seated previously in your head start fading, as your brain chooses to focus on Nayeon. Your eyes, though nearly closed, register how good she looks, how tight that 3-piece suit is, and how long she’s been away from you — now. Your skin got even hotter with the wishes to be kissing her plump limps, at the moment. Suddenly, your mind turned foggy, only grounded by your girlfriend’s low tone, and your fingers filling up your walls.

“You can take it, pretty girl.” She assured, motioning for you to do so. Clasped her teeth, then, at the sight of your pussy being entered by three of your fingers, still going in and out in an excruciating slow pace, not nearly enough for you to feel satisfied. “Taking it so good, so perfectly.”

Although the growing ache in your belly was deepening, you still shifted uncomfortably in your bed. The fabric of your panties was too thin, and the friction was starting to bother you. You wanted it off, so you could focus completely on the pleasure you were allowing yourself to have, but your girlfriend had other plans.

“What are you doing, princess?” She lifted her brows at the sight of you lifting your hips, displeased. Although she couldn’t say she hated to see you at that angle. “No, we can’t have that. Good girls keep their panties on. Just push it to the sides a little more, you can hold it if it makes you more comfortable.” Your pussy was so wet, glistening, and slick from her words. “There it is, you’re so good at doing what you’re told, baby. Always so smart.”

You let a loud moan escape from your mouth, aroused by her words, only to cover it up with your hands as you giggle— your pettiness all ruined.

Nayeon smiles hard, too. “I knew you wouldn’t hold it for long, princess. Your sounds are the most lovely, I hate when you cover them up.”

Even though you were flustered, from both your arousal and her praises, you still bit your mouth, committed to following your plan. Your fingers went back to your cunt, and you denied faintly, murmuring some incoherent words about how she’d have to come home and take those sounds out of you, herself.

“What’s all that for, huh?” She leaned her elbows on her desk, smirking at the mess of you on her phone. “Is it because of that purse you were whining about earlier? Come on, princess, I’ll buy you two of them if you let me hear your beautiful screams. Now go faster, too.”

You increased your fingers’ pace, moans exiting your mouth without a care, now that you'd have your wishes granted. “S-so good…” You say, in between whimpers.

“Dirty princess only wants my money.” Nayeon chants to herself, enamored by the sight of your spread up legs, toes curling with the possibility of reaching your high. “Don’t worry, pretty. I’ll give it all to you: all you want, and more. Just say it, and it’s yours. You want more, Y/n?”

You barely register her words, moans now filling up your bedroom’s previous silence. It takes her to repeat her question for you to partially understand it, although still unsure of what she was mentioning. Nevertheless, you nodded vigorously, ready to comply with all of her orders even if your mind was all foggy and hazy.

“Perfect. Now, circle your clit slowly, just like that, yes— exactly how you like it.” She laughs at the sight of you wincing, on the verge of being overwhelmed by your own sudden touches, “Careful, princess. We don’t want you to get overwhelmed right now. Remember to breathe, alright? That’s it, beautiful.”

Following her lead, you inhale deeply, bringing your other hand to your clit as you applied just the right amount of pressure to make you roll your eyes. The sensations aligned were building up to the pleasure on your lower abdomen, and you knew that you wouldn’t last much longer.

“Nayeon, I-I w—“ Your thoughts weren’t clear, and you struggled to voice your desires out loud. The frustration was enough for you to have little tears starting to accumulate in the corner of your eyes, as you huffed.

Thankfully, Nayeon knew you well. Before you started actively crying, she said, with a delicate, caring tone. “It’s okay, princess. You can cum. Do it only for a bit longer, I know you can.”

The effect of your girlfriend’s words was almost immediate: within moments, you were met with a dense wave of pleasure, consuming you completely as you let out a high-pitched, lustful moan. Breathless, you barely noticed how your fingers kept going with their movements, helping you ride out of your orgasm. Your girlfriend let you take your time, minutes passing by in a blink until your breaths were no longer irregular, and your thoughts were all back into place. You were no longer stressed; instead, you stared at her with a peaceful look, now feeling much better after such a tiring week.

As usual, Nayeon knew exactly what you needed.

“Always so sensitive…” Nayeon panted, brushing her fingers through her phone’s screen— as if she were caressing you, instead. “Remember to not overwork yourself too much, okay? Your grades don’t matter to me as much as your well-being; it should always come first.”

You nodded, bringing your phone near your face once again. Of course, you’d comply; she was the one paying for your tuition, after all. “I will, of course. Thank you, baby.”

Nayeon smiled, pleased by your manners. After catching up to her a bit more, you hung up the call, now all focused and much renovated for a new study session. Her message came later, a few minutes after you’d cleaned up your mess and was on the way to your desk, in hopes to wrap up soon.

Ps: I’ll buy you another one of your favorite purses if you leave your panties by Jennifer’s bed, princess.

You laughed at the message, also noticing your bank app’s notifications before you threw your phone away, emerging deep on your notebooks once again.

#s.writes #kpop x reader #kpop smut #kpop x y/n #im nayeon #nayeon x reader #nayeon smut #twice x y/n #twice x you #twice x reader #twice smut #twice nayeon

[shadowlali]

Hii, I love the way you write and was wondering if you could do Philip Graves enemies to lovers to yk what 🤪

the investigator 

COD - Phillip Graves x fem!reader

[18+] wc: ~ 3.1k summary: Commander Graves gets help from an investigator. masterlist

warnings: NSFW, implied age gap, Graves being then nice, oral (f! receiving), unprotected sex, some proofreading, no use of Y/N nor too many details on reader’s appearance  a/n: thank you for this request anon! i really tried my best on this, writing enemies to lovers was definitely a nice challenge. hopefully f!reader is okay! also, if anyone sends in a request, my writing tends to be around ~2k+ but i can try (keyword: try) to make them shorter :)

You’re a nuisance to him. Intelligent, resourceful, rude, beautiful. You manage to captivate everyone’s attention whenever you step foot onto the Shadow Company base. You’re kind, too. Always smiling and talking with the other soldiers, showing genuine interest in their conversations. 

Until you eventually have to face him. Your demeanor changes, the smile drops from your face and forced formalities leave your lips. Everytime you say “Commander” or “Sir”, Phillip can swear on his life that you’re being sarcastic, a tiny smirk always present on your lips. Phillip hates the effect you had on him. It would be so much easier to write off your existence from his mind, but the way you look and the pull of your hypnotic voice reels him in. 

Only in moments like these, when outside help for the Shadow Company is absolutely necessary do you receive the call. You’re an entrepreneur of sorts. Your main talents being investigative and tech work. Shadow Company is one of your least favorite clients, especially since Commander Phillip Graves is always present in the meetings. You aren’t used to speaking to CEOs or Commanders, usually the mission leaders will reach out and take point from there. 

Phillip Graves is handsome with a voice like warm honey, able to dazzle and woo anyone who speaks to him. His soldiers are loyal to their leader, Phillip, having earned their respect. Despite this, he irritates you. The way he speaks to you is as if he’s speaking to a child, ignoring the countless accomplishments in your work. You also don’t like the feelings he stirs up. 

You were a little dazed the first time you met Commander Phillip Graves, his tactical pants and shirt stretched over his body emphasizing every ripple of hard muscle. It was the look he gave, the one you’d seen many times before as someone young in this industry. Doubt. 

“How old are you?” Was the first thing out of his mouth after introductions. 

“I’m–” 

Phillip interrupted you,“ You haven’t been doing this for long, have you?” 

“No, I haven’t. But I’ve had much success in my work. I’m confident enough that I can find whatever you need.” 

Phillip hummed, turning to look at his second in command. 

Your smile dropped, annoyed at this point at having woken up early and gone against your code of getting into cars with unknown men. Blackout, thick glasses had been placed over your eyes as you approached the base to prevent you from knowing exactly where they were located. They sought after you for your services, not the other way around. Therefore, you were a little offended at the comments and insinuations made by Commander Graves. 

“If you don’t believe me, that’s okay. You can find someone else to do it. Who can take me back to my apartment?” You asked, slowly stepping towards the black SUV that had picked you up. 

Phillip’s head whipped towards you, stunned at your tone of voice. Never in his years as Commander and CEO had anyone disrespected him, much less in the presence of his top men. He opened his mouth, ready to let you know exactly who was in charge and who gave orders around here before his second-in-command cut him off. 

“What he means by that is we are just a little surprised that someone so young can do this job. We’re a little on edge but we’d like for you to provide us some intel.” 

You decided to stay, they agreed to your going rate and you didn’t need to speak to Graves for the rest of your time there. He’d pass by the conference room temporarily given to you and give a short glance before looking away. It only took you four days to find everything they needed, the intel legit and his men left impressed by your work. Graves congratulated your work, his body stiff as if he still couldn’t believe it. 

You felt smug at being able to prove him wrong, the newly deposited six-figures in your bank account making you especially happy. They didn’t provide you with company secrets, but you knew how desperate the situation was for them to have reached out. Shadow Company reached out a few more times after the first, always willing to pay whatever price for your skills. 

Currently, you sit across from Commander Phillip Graves in his office, having been rushed in here the moment you exited the SUV. He’d been sitting at his desk, eyebrows scrunched in concentration when you walked in. Graves looks up, his eyes doing a quick sweep over your body. You choose to ignore the warm feeling it gives you and sit down at one of the empty chairs in front of him. Phillip tries to even out his breathing, having enough on his plate already to be distracted by your pretty face. 

Graves runs a hand through his hair before speaking, “I’m… I’m glad you're here. This is urgent.” 

He slides a thin folder across the desk before he begins to speak, “This is the profile we have on –” 

“I’m sorry, this is it? Four pages? I thought you had more on this guy?” 

“I thought you were able to find anyone and anything? Isn’t that your whole business model? With the money I’m paying you, you should be grateful I have more than just his name,” Graves snaps. 

“For a company who prides themselves on being the best PMC out there because of how they ‘get shit done’ it's concerning that your staff has only four pages on him after months of research and tracking.” 

Phillip stares at you, once again remembering why he finds you so insolent. You quickly scan the pages while completely disregarding him. Shadow Company has been tracking a suspect for months, ready to intercept the moment he tried to sell his merchandise. Using finger quotes to speak to a Commander is unacceptable, and only someone like you would do that. He decides to continue, ignoring your words.

“Like I was saying, this is what we have so far. We believe he might’ve been tipped off about our surveillance. He’s dangerous and we need to find him quickly.” 

“I’ll see what I can find, I have some contacts who I can reach out to. I’ll be honest, I need about a week –” 

“You have 4 days.” 

You give him an annoyed glance before standing up and saying “yes sir.” You’re then led to the same conference room as before and get to work. A few of the employees on the mission check in on you periodically, providing you with any extra information they find. 

You reach out to your contacts and have some good leads on where this guy is. Graves comes in on the second day, a few minutes after you arrive from the on-site room they provided. You decide to offer an olive branch. 

“Good morning, sir. Did you want a recap of what I’ve found so far?”

He says nothing, pulling out a chair opposite of yours. Your eyes are going to get stuck in the back of your head with the amount of times you’ve rolled them whenever in his presence. 

He fixes you with a stare,“ You know I looked into your other contracts, everyone says what a ‘pleasure’ you are to work with.” 

You lift an eyebrow with his statement, trying not to laugh at his use of finger quotes which is probably punishment for your actions yesterday. You can’t help yourself, you like pushing his buttons. 

“You spent time researching me instead of, oh I don’t know, trying to find the guy your people lost?” 

Phillip watches you type away at your laptop, his mind reeling with a million thoughts, none of them focused on the suspect. He tries not to concentrate on how good you smell or how much he likes the mischievous twinkle in your eyes whenever you look at him. Phillip stands up, not liking the direction of his thoughts. You’re here to do a job, and the less time he spends with you, the better. 

“Focus on the job, I want my money’s worth.” 

It takes you 3 days to find him, and you’re damn proud of it. The suspect had been laying low on a small boat off the coast and the Shadows were able to pose as buyers to intercept him. You stand in Graves’ office as his second-in-command once again thanks you for your efforts before leaving you two alone. Your bags are packed and a car is waiting for you on the ground floor. Phillip stands and rounds the corner from his desk. He has a pensive look on his face when he addresses you. 

“You should have received the deposit to your bank account by now.” 

“About that –” 

“Let me finish.” He pauses before taking a deep breath, “It was a few more than your going rate. It's my way of apologizing for how I’ve treated you.” 

Your eyebrows shoot up. You thought the extra money had been a thank you for completing the job early, not for an apology.  

“This job, this industry it… It takes a toll on you. That's not an excuse for how often I doubted you. You shouldn’t be spoken to in that way, whether you complete a job or not.”

The look in Graves’ eyes seems sincere. You’re used to working with demanding people, it’s just a fact of life. Yet, it isn’t often when people like him apologize.  

“I forget that everyone is just trying to make it in this world and you don’t need some old guy making it harder for you. I’m sorry.” 

You laugh, ”You’re not that old. And… I accept your apology.” 

Phillip never thought he’d get turned on by the sound of your laugh, but it happens. His pants tighten once he hears the melodic tone of your laugh and the sight of your genuine smile directed towards him. He smiles, stretching out his hand to shake yours. You suck in a shaky breath, his eyes are bright and the fangs at the edge of his smile give you impure thoughts. His hand is warm and firm against your own. You feel tingles shoot up your arm as he gently shakes it. 

“I guess I should go now.” 

He doesn’t let go of your hand, moving his thumb across your knuckles. 

“Yea, you probably should.” 

You’re not sure who lunges first. One moment you’re both an appropriate distance apart, the next his hands have pulled you in at the waist while your hands tug at his soft hair, his lips pressed against your own. Graves’ gives hungry kisses, biting or tugging at your lips.

He moans when you give a hard tug on his hair, digging his hands into your lower back. Graves turns you both around while never breaking the kiss, clumsily walking you towards his desk. He unbuttons your jeans and pushes them down along with your soaked panties, pushing your hands away as you try to unbuckle his belt. 

“No, not yet,” he says while breaking this kiss. 

You kick off your shoes and shimmy the rest of the way out of your bottoms. Graves grabs the end of your shirt and drags it over your head. Your bra follows soon after and you’re left completely naked in his office. He steps back to admire you, a hand dragging from your collarbones down to pinch each nipple, then to your clenched tummy until he drags a finger up and down your wet seam. 

“Sit on the desk,” he orders. 

“Yes, Commander.” 

He groans as you sit on the desk and spread your legs, palming the hard bulge in his pants. Graves steps between your open thighs and pushes lightly at your chest. You get the hint and lie flat on your back.

He kneels down and runs the tip of his tongue from your swollen clit to your slick opening. Graves’ hands are firm on your thighs to keep them open as he starts with strong strokes of his tongue against your seam. You grip the edge of the desk, whines falling from your lips. 

“So wet and sweet for your Commander, right baby? Seems like the only way to shut you up is by licking this pretty pussy.” 

Graves slips a finger in your opening while latching onto your sensitive button. Phillip can’t believe how velvety and soft you are around his fingers. Your walls pulse with each thrust of his fingers, feeling each squeeze travel to his hard cock. 

Phillip wants to be gentle with you, he wants to learn and explore every inch of your body with his tongue, hands, and eyes. He wants to know what makes those pretty whimpers escape your throat, what makes you nice and creamy for him. Your hips can’t stop twisting against his tongue and fingers. Graves laughs against your pussy. 

“Needy girl, aren’t you.” 

“Yes, yes, yes.” 

Phillip makes his tongue rigid and attacks your clit with harsh licks. He loves how quick you are to grip and pull his hair. The noises throughout the office are obscene, his moans mingling with yours along with the wet squelch of his fingers in your pussy. Graves uses his free hand to move your grip from his hair, leaning back to take a look at the gorgeous sight before him. 

He stops the thrusts of his fingers to land slaps on your swollen, glistening pussy. You yelp from the sting, each slap landing directly on your clit. He plunges his fingers back in, finding the spongy spot inside of you with a curl of his two fingers. 

“Come on baby, give your Commander what he wants.” 

You can’t take it anymore. Your back arches on the desk and your mouth falls open in a scream. Your vision goes blurry, the hot pleasure beginning in your core until it spreads throughout your entire body. Your tummy clenches from the orgasm and you squeeze down on his fingers. 

Phillip lets out a husky moan while licking your clit as your walls flutter around the thrust of his fingers, the taste of your slick etching into his mind. He slows his movements and finally stops, letting your thighs close from the overstimulation. Phillip stands and brings his fingers up to his mouth to suck off your juices from his fingers. 

“So sweet for such a rude girl.” 

Phillip drags his pants down, only moving his briefs to rest below his heavy balls. He removed\s his shirt and throws it to the closest chair. Phillip wants to feel your naked skin on his own. He hooks your leg around his waist and slaps your ass to get your attention again. You lie on the desk with your eyes half closed, trying to regain your senses and feeling in your limp body. 

Graves drags the tip of his hard cock up and down your wet pussy. He can’t resist thrusting against your wet folds, your pussy opening for him like flower petals. You feel extremely empty at that moment. You want Graves to fill you up and stretch you. Your hips move in small circles, feeling the underside of his cock slide against your heat. 

“Please Commander, please, please. I want you inside of me.”

Phillip hums, ”I don’t know. You’ve been so naughty all this time. Do bad girls who disrespect their Commander deserve this?” He takes that moment to plunge only the tip in before dragging it out to spread your folds.

You’re close to tears at this point, your nails digging into his hard back trying to push him into you. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you babble, ”just please fuck me, Commander.” 

You have nothing to apologize for, Phillip just wants to tease you and have you begging for his cock. He takes that moment to push in the thick tip and give a deep plunge inside. You’re hot and creamy and soft and all around him, Phillip almost collapsing from the pleasure. You’re left speechless for the first time in your life, your mouth dropping open in a silent scream as you feel stretched to your limit. 

Phillip slowly slides out and watches your inner lips grip his cock, your body not wanting him to leave. He slowly pushes in and out to familiarize himself with your tight heat. You begin to drag your nails up and down his lower back as Graves moves a hand to grip your thigh and another to roughly squeeze your tit. 

“How’s that baby? You like it?” 

“So good, sir. So fucking good.” 

You can barely form a thought, but manage to whimper out a response. His thrusts speed up, sweet words falling from his lips with each squeeze and pulse of your pussy. Graves calls you a naughty girl or tells you how exquisite you feel around him. He leans over to place kisses along your forehead, nose, cheeks, and lips. You suck and bite his bottom lip when one particular thrust hits your g-spot perfectly. 

Phillip wants more. He speeds up his thrusts and moves your thigh with both hands to plunge in deeper. The new position makes you see stars. He manages to thrust into the hilt and drag his tip against the spongy spot inside of you with each slide. Phillip can feel his orgasm approaching. His thrusts become sloppy and his grip on your thigh becomes tighter. 

“Nothing to say to me now, huh?” 

You really don’t. Your mind is only focused on how full you are and how you never want it to end. Phillip turns to look down and fixes his gaze on his cock hammering into your swollen pussy. He begins swiping his thumb over your clit, wanting to give you one more orgasm as he quickly nears his own. 

Once again you feel an orgasm wash over you and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Phillip gives another thrust and his heavy balls pulse as he shoots thick ropes of cum inside your already stuffed pussy. His breath stutters in his throat and he grips your thighs. Graves collapses on top of you, his hips continuing with short, rough movements. 

Both of your bodies are slick with perspiration. You stroke light fingers along his back and through his hair as you both regain control of your breathing. He peppers kisses along your neck and up to your lips.

“Guess I should let the driver know it’ll be a while until you leave, right?” 

You let out a soft giggle, ”I think that’ll be a good idea, Commander.” 

“Call me Phillip.” 

You reach to caress the muscles on his chest as he slowly stands to full height again, moaning as he hardens in you again.

#phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x female reader #phillip graves smut #cod x reader #cod mw2 #phillip graves #cod mw2 smut #graves x reader #graves x you #shadowlali

[bkghq]

cute things they do in a relationship

cw: gn! reader, cursing ? idek, its really fluffy , oh and also mentions period

includes: eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirschtein and levi ackerman

—eren

eren is protective, very protective but not in an over-bearing way. whenever you guys are outside he always makes sure to physically hold you either its holding your small hand in his big one, or placing his hand on you waist. he likes to show everyone that you’re his and he is yours and they should fuck off before even thinking about hitting either of you up.

he loves playing with your hair, he loves how smooth and soft they feel. he’ll massage your scalp whenever you guys are sitting idly. like you’d be doing the most random things like scrolling through your phone while he’s on his own and his hand will find it’s way to your scalp and start scratching it.

is superrrrrrrrrrr clingy, he always has to be touching you one way or another. either its cuddles kisses sitting on his lap sitting on your lap he doesnt care, eren craves physical touch and he isn’t even one bit ashamed of it. totally agrees with the fact that his love language is physical touch. is literally attached to you by the hip

facetimes you at the most random times like he doesnt care if you guys are far away from each other he has to be either texting you 24/7 or ft you. he’ll ft you late at nights and just stay on the call watching you sleep not in a creepy way ofcourse, with a dumb look in his eyes and small lovestruck smile on his face

(in the titan!au) shifts into his titan form and puts you on his shoulder so you can see beyond the walls. whenever he’s in his titan for he will always and always pet your head with one of his humongous fingers. loves when you pet the side of his titans face, and give him a light peck on his cheek even tho he cant really feel it lmao. his pointy ears turn all red and drop down whenever you kiss him when he’s in his titan form.

—armin

the best boy anyone can ask for tbh, continuously checks up on you. always sends “good morning baby! have a great day, i love you :)” texts in the morning, “hey love i brought you food, would you mind if i picked you up from class so we could eat together ?"during lunch time. Continuously asking if you, "drank enough water??” or “had dinner/lunch/snack yet?”.

leaves cute little notes in his pretty handwriting inside your books, motivating you or just cute things in general, when he knows you are stressed with school work. “i believe in you! you can do it.” “work is important but dont forget to take breaks in between to eat something and stretch your back!.” “i’m only one call away if you want something.” or just random “i love you sooooo much <3” notes inside your books.

lends you his clothes out of the blue like you don’t even have to ask him to, he’ll just do it himself. whenever he comes over he brings a huge ass bag filled w his hoodies and sweatshirts that smell like him so so warm and cozy, he’ll just hand those 5-10 hoodies like its no biggie and he NEVER asks you to give them back NO, not until you give them back to him so he can wear them again, so they start smelling like him. and once they do, he’s back with his giant ass tote bag filled w hoodies for u lol

always helps you w school work and exams, goes the extra mile so he knows you’re well prepared for your exams. he’ll make flashcards, notes, powerpoint presentations and what-not just so you’re well prepared

always gives you compliments literally on the smallest thing ever. whenever you do something new, either its paint your nails or add one picture to your photo collection on your wall armin will always notice it cause he’s a very great observer and will genuinely compliment you, “that nail shade looks very good on you,” or ,“hm is that the new picture of us on the beach baby, i’m so happy you’ve put it her you look so beautiful.”

—jean

he’s a softie and that’s that. Jean will do absolutely anything and everything that leaves your mouth. he doesn’t care if its 3 am if you want ice cream you will get it. Jean has his priorities straight and you’re on top of the list. he’ll run as many errands as much you want him to.

adopts pets with you, jean is really fond of animals, and if you are too that’s a win win. it doesnt matter to him if you’re a dog person or a cat person he’ll adopt any animal as long as it you guys’ sweet little baby. hell he’ll even buy a frog if you fancy one and call him ‘baby kirstien’. jean loves animals and adopting one with you is the best decision of his life

takes you on long drives like every other day. long drives with you and your guy’s adopted golden retriever ? yes anytime. he’ll drive for hours just listening to you talking while he has his free hand intwined with yours, occasionally pressing kisses on the back of your hand he’s holding

is def one of those people who start deep talking at night, gets so much into what he has envisioned his future with you, “i always have dreams, you me our dog and prolly our toddlers runnin’ around causin’ ruckus. wanna grow old with y'love.” gets SO sappy and gushes about how he can’t wait to wifey you up one day wrap a pretty ring around your finger and give you the life you truly deserve.

buys you cute little presents here and there, either he’s a broke college student or a well off business man, it’s a habit of jean. whenever he sees something on his way back home that reminds him of you he will buy it. he loves spoiling you, you’re his queen and he’d give you the stars and moon if you’d ask, small presents here and there are nothing but him appreciating you and thanking you for being the light in his life <3

—levi

makes you coffee every morning before you wake up. you always wake up to your coffee in bed with your handsome boyfriend stroking your cheek lovingly with one hand while the other one holds his tea mug. no matter how old you guys grow, or how long you’ve been dating, levi will always make coffee for you before you wake up.

gets genuinely disgusted if you ever even think about paying when you guys go out for dates. deadass is so offended, will give you the nastiest glare if you even put your hand anywhere near your purse when the bill arrives, “oi, oi, oi what d'you think yer doing brat?” slaps your hand away. doesnt even lets you check the total amount.

gives you forehead kisses at the most random times, you’ll be working in the kitchen or working on some presentation and he’ll randomly appear pressing a chaste kiss on ur forehead and petting your head

has your period tracker downloaded on his phone, so he can prepare a few days before you start period. stacks the fridge with ice cream and juices. chocolates so many chocolates. literally gets everything you crave to everything you need like tampons pads and heating bottles. always is there for emotional support too.

©K4TSUKISSI’ 22 reblogs are appreciated, however do not repost or modify without my permission

#eren jaeger #eren jeager x reader #eren yaegar #armin arlert x reader #jean kirschtein x you #levi ackerman x reader #eren jeager smut #levi ackerman smut #armin arlert smut #jean kristen x reader #jean kirschtein smut #eren headcanons #shingeki no kyojin #eren smut #aot x reader #eren jeager fluff #eren jeager angst

[ascendanttarot]

PAC: Channelling Your Present Energy

Hi, guys! This will be a PAC on your energy as of right now. I'll be channelling using tarot and automatic writing. I tried to make this reading as clear as I could, but all the messages I got were more sensory feelings than outright words/phrases. I hope you find this reading useful to you regardless. :)

I will not be listing any signs before the reading as I do with my other longer PACs. I suggest really going with your gut here, and if the message immediately doesn’t feel right, I recommend picking a different pile.

Please remember your fate is not set in stone so your answers may change depending on the actions you take and will take if you please. Tarot is not a substitute for professional advice. The images I’ve used are not mine.

From left to right, Pile 1, 2 & 3.

Pile 1

Your Cards: The Magician rx, The Ace of Cups

Your Reading: Before we start Pile 1, I want to say that I actually had difficulty tapping into your energy. When I closed my eyes to channel instead, I smelled rain, but I couldn’t feel the rain on my skin as if to say you’ve cried all the tears you had left. I saw a fog, but I couldn’t see anything beyond that. When I tried pulling your cards again, the exact same cards (even the reversal stayed the same) from last time came out while I was shuffling, so that shows a level of certainty despite the confusion.

Your present energy feels like quiet hope, like a calm after the storm, not before it. Your present energy feels misty. Going back to the storm analogy, it feels like there was a storm in the middle of summer, and the rain poured down while you were outside, and you kept anticipating a lightning bolt to strike you down because you felt your hair stand up without your volition but it never came.

I think you’re starting to regain a bit of optimism in your life, but you aren’t letting it show because you’re scared you’ll jinx yourself. I think you’ve been manifesting something specific in your life too, but you haven’t told anyone because of self-doubt and fear of people undermining your ambition. It’s an ‘I’m not happy now but I could be’ energy. I could see golden threads around your aura connecting you to your manifestation, and your soul tugs on it from time to time. You may not see that happening but whenever you get a surge of motivation to work on your goals, this is your higher self pulling this golden string towards you just a little bit closer.

Thank you for letting me be your reader, Pile 1!

Pile 2

Your Cards: The Tower, Justice rx (clarified by The Star)

Your Reading: The first thing I saw when I channelled your energy was this Katniss Everdeen-type character. I know this message is odd, but I genuinely saw this blank character in the woods fighting for their life, and they’re whistling to try to get someone’s attention but the only reply was an echo of your previous whistle. You’re alone. I can physically feel leather armour digging into my skin like I haven’t taken it off for days.

Okay onto the reading. We can’t ignore the fact that you got all major arcana cards. Even the extra card that jumped out to clarify Justice was The Star. That speaks huge volumes about what your energy is like right now.

Pile 2, do you have a fear of being judged? Does this fear come from past experiences when you felt people didn’t listen to you correctly? Because your energy also feels like listening to the news using an old radio, but you just can’t seem to fix the signal. You tried walking around the house and moving the antenna only to make the audio quality sound worse.

Your energy screams potential. Why do you think people tried to put you down? There’s a strong message here that you don’t have to dim your light because you’re scared of blinding the neighbourhood. Of course you’ll overgrow your ‘house’—your ‘home’ was always meant to be something bigger. Don’t let anyone stop you from building that.

Thank you for letting me be your reader, Pile 2!

Pile 3

Your Cards: 7 of Pentacles, The Emperor

Your Reading: Okay, stay with me here, but your energy feels like a crocheted gift. Interwoven between the yarn is this bright yet earthy energy of hard work and time. In fact, it feels like time acts differently around your energy.

Some people view time in two categories: time spent and time lost. You, on the other hand, don’t go against time but are working with it like you’re one and the same. This energy feels like hyper-focusing on a task until you go through everything with a fine-tooth comb to perfection, and there’s a calendar in front of you but it switches between languages every second until the years look like glitched-out glyphs.

It’s like you’ve got this celestial energy no one can seem to pin down. It's weird because people think you’re lucky, but they underestimate you at the same time. And guess what? They’re wrong on both accounts.

I mean, c'mon, you literally got The Emperor! I think the people who see you working hard don’t see a point in what you’re doing. Like, if we’re going back to the crochet analogy, they may think you’re wasting your time crocheting a scarf when you could just buy it. What they don’t realise is that this skill will lead to a successful business in the future, or maybe you’ll discover a new technique after a few months that will give you the recognition you deserve. The people who think you’re lucky will think you rose to the top out of nowhere and that you haven't actually earned your status.

There’s a message to not listen to them. They only know as much as they have lived. They don’t know how much work you’ve put in to be able to get to where you are and where you will be.

Thank you for letting me be your reader, Pile 3!

#pick a card #pac #pick a pile #tarot #tarot reading #tarotblr #tarotcommunity #divination #spirituality #witchcraft #witchblr #witches of tumblr #next chapter of your life

[angelfleurry]

Hellooo! Can I have a talentless reader who's a huge simp for Nagito and finally gathers the courage to ask him out on a date? Thank you! <3

♡ Talentless! Reader Asking Nagito on a Date!♡

Awwwh!! I love the idea of this one, I hope I did it justice!! Thank you for requesting, my lovely, feel free to come back anytime!! Have a wonderful day. <3

I went moreso off of a Non-Despair AU for this particular scenario. I feel like with the threat of the killing game there, his behaviour is more affected; so a Non-Despair AU seemed healthier to me. I did a little bit of backstory at the start to flesh it out, but I promise I wrote what you requested as well!! I really hope I did it well! I’m sorry it’s taken so long. College has been kicking me since I came back and I’ve had some other life stuff to attend to!! I am working on everyone’s requests though, I promise!

~

♡ When Nagito first found out you didn’t possess an ultimate talent, you were genuinely rather scared as to how he’d react.

♡ You were friends with Hajime, and you’d heard from the man himself about how awkward things could get with Nagito on the topic of lacking a talent.

♡ You knew Nagito would eventually know, but you hadn’t actually met him.

♡ That was, until, the day the two found you by accident.

♡ You were in the local park making friendship bracelets when you looked up to see Hajime walking just a little bit away from you.

♡ He seemed to sense you looking, and turned to glance. With a smile, you nodded at him, not unable to wave due to the bracelet you were crafting.

♡ He gave a small, wave at you in response, and that’s when you noticed the person standing next to him.

♡ That must have been Nagito…

♡ You weren’t one for the myth of “love at first sight”, but you had to admit you were immediately drawn to him.

♡ That is, however, until he noticed you.

♡ Within a mere moment his eyes latched onto yours, the dulled out greens of them catching in the sunlight. In a surprised state, you gave him a smile.

♡ He seemed a little taken aback by this, eyes widening.

♡ Was that a bad idea?

♡ Sometime during your staring, the two seemed to have come over.

♡ Long story short, you were introduced, with context as to how Hajime knew you, and of course the realisation had occurred that you did not possess an ultimate.

♡ It honestly didn’t go as bad as you expected, with Nagito just pausing before quietly going “Oh, that’s a shame.”

♡ However, this seemed to prompt you to ask if he wanted a friendship bracelet. Stubborn determination, perhaps?

♡ To see you be so kind despite his comment towards you honestly touched Nagito to some degree. It made him feel a little guilty as well.

♡ That’s probably what prompted the soft spot he held for you.

♡ Fast forward sometime into the future, and you’d managed to somehow befriend Nagito. You’d text him pretty much everyday, show genuine interest in him as an individual, as well as actively aim to spend time with him whenever you could.

♡ Through the friendship you’d formed with Nagito, you’d gathered quite a bit of understanding for him. It was hard for a while, since he’s not the most clear in communicating, but you got there.

♡ Eventually, you began to realise you were beginning to develop a crush on the guy.

♡ This crush turned into sincere affection, which soon turned into love.

♡ Which brings us to the present.

♡ Honestly, you’ve become a total simp for Nagito. You’d do anything for him, and you do. You text him good morning and good night, you always hype him up, and you love bringing him little gifts whenever you can. You also just really enjoy talking to him.

♡ It confuses him greatly, and he’ll tell you that. He constantly goes on about how he doesn’t deserve such treatment, not from anyone.

♡ “I can’t understand why you’re so merciful, so gracious, to someone like me,” he’ll tell you, unprompted or prompted, “I don’t deserve such devotion…”

♡ “Well, I happen to think you do,” you’d say “I think you deserve the world.”

♡ Needless to say you absolutely devoted yourself to him. Somehow, you not possessing an Ultimate seemed to not be as much as an issue as you thought.

♡ If anything, it made him feel somewhat more comfortable around you. He seemed to feel slightly more at ease because a root cause of his inferiority was not there. Nagito’s always seen himself as worthless, below everyone he used to attend Hope’s Peak with, so for you to lack an Ultimate in a way made Nagito feel more on a level with you.

♡ You enjoyed his company, to say the least.

♡ However, there was a thought that had been nagging at your mind for a while now.

♡ You wanted to take him out.

♡ “Not…Not that sort of “take out”!” you remembered exclaiming, directing your self-correction towards Hajime as you threw yourself onto his beanbag, “I just wanna make him feel special…”

♡ You remember hanging your head bashfully at this, shaking it.

♡ Hajime idly shrugged, “Try it,” he told you, “Ask him.”

♡ “No,” you recalled yourself mumbling, “No, I couldn’t. I’m not exactly…”

♡ “Exactly what?”

♡ “His…Uhm…” you struggled, “Not exactly type, but…I don’t know. Even if I was, I just don’t think he’d ever consider me because of my plainness.”

♡ “Your plainness?” Hajime remarked, squinting, “As far as I’m concerned, the only plain thing about you is that you never attended Hope’s Peak as an Ultimate. You have a lot of life in you though and, if anything, I’m the plain one.”

♡ “Besides,” he added, “I think Nagito…cares about you, genuinely. With him and I, there was a lot of work that had to be done, but with you…”

♡ …

♡ “Well, he just seemed to latch onto you instantly, right? Sure, at first he was rocky because of our similarity, but…he let go of it a lot faster with you than he did for me.”

♡ “I’d personally go over everything between the two of you, mentally of course. I don’t see a reason why you couldn’t ask him out on a date.”

♡ So, that’s what you did. You thought things over, analysed everything, observed his dedication, observed your dedication.

♡ However, you just couldn’t shake the feeling that what you were planning to do would backfire horribly.

♡ There was always something at the back of your mind that made you anxious.

♡ You’d have everything planned out, rehearse what you wanted to say, and then when the time came you absolutely crumbled.

♡ You eventually decided maybe asking via text was better, rather than whenever you and Nagito managed to interact physically, but even then it was a struggle.

♡ On the other side of things, Nagito was beginning to get the sense there was something you wanted.

♡ I mean, you messaged him rather frequently, always seeming to want to say more than what was said.

♡ When he saw you in person, the air seemed a little shy.

♡ He wasn’t sure if it was something to do with his luck, either that or you were beginning to tire of him.

♡ Something about the latter theory made him ache in a way he didn’t think he quite could.

♡ It felt…nice, talking to you.

♡ Nagito struggled a lot with interacting, never quite understanding social cues, and often had his luck bail on him.

♡ However, this time around, it seemed to bless him.

♡ You were so patient with him, so kind to him, devoted even…

♡ It startled him. He didn’t expect, nor was he used to it.

♡ Yet still, you made yourself present, even after he’d judged you so harshly that first time he saw you…? Even though there were so many other people out there, so many people to befriend?

♡ Goodness me…

♡ He was flattered, of course, but back to the original point.

♡ He knew there was something on your mind and, eventually, he started trying to subtly ask about it.

♡ Either you didn’t understand his meaning, or you were intentionally ignoring the subject, it did not work and he was left wondering.

♡ Your choice to show consideration for him and befriend him immediately set in a newfound feeling of slight hope for Nagito which, in turn, created a soft spot. He really did care for you, and tried to do everything right. He didn’t know whether he was being a good friend, and he felt he likely wasn’t.

♡ But, truthfully, he cared dearly for you.

♡ You, on the other hand, weren’t sure if you were worthy of having his friendship; let alone the privilege of taking him out on a date.

♡ You kept trying to motivate yourself, going over what to say, but that question of anxiety kept appearing.

♡ It wasn’t even entirely about the fact you were talentless, you were just…scared.

♡ But you knew you had to bite the bullet someday. After all, you’d hung out with him plenty of times as a friend, so why would this be any different?

♡ Well…you supposed it would be a little different, but you’d already been alone with Nagito and you knew how to take his energy. In a similar fashion, he’d grown comfortable with yours.

♡ You just hoped he didn’t become cruel when you decided to ask.

♡ As you approached Nagito after a group hangout with Hajime, you were so frightened.

♡ It had been a month of you deliberating asking him and, with Hajime’s advice in mind, you decided to.

♡ Confidence had finally sided with you. You’d spent the past month planning, debating asking, searching for places he’d enjoy; or things he’d like to do. Nagito was most definitely the type of person to just happily let the other party make all the decisions, but you wanted it to be something he’d like too.

♡ Assuming he’d agree, anyway…

♡ Regardless, you knew you had to try at some point.

♡ Nervously, you caught up to him, calling out.

♡ When the time came to ask, your mind was so scrambled.

♡ There you were, middle of the park, struggling to find your words even though just five seconds ago they were so well-prepared.

♡ And there Nagito was, just standing there, oh so patiently waiting.

♡ His face displayed no irritation, no judgement, just mere curiosity.

♡ You had to take a moment.

♡ “Y/N,” you heard him say, voice gentle, though prompting, “Is…Is there something you need?”

♡ You looked at him, analysing his features. You took in the way his eyes glistened as he squinted, hues of grey and green catching in the sun.

♡ Inhaling sharply, you stared back at him.

♡ Oh, he was adorable…

♡ Sheepish nerves clung to you as your head dipped, fumbling with your hands once the words began to come out.

♡ “Well, it’s not exactly a need,” you began, glancing back up at him meekly, “It’s…Well, for me maybe but…not in that kind of…”

♡ You took a moment, apologising.

♡ Nagito laughed at this, which only seemed to make you shoot back into silence.

♡ “What is it, Y/N?” he asked, neither threatening or impatient, just curious, gentle.

♡ “Nagito,” you swallowed your panic, raising your head, “I don’t know if this is the right way of approaching this topic but…”

♡ “But…?”

♡ “I really value you as a friend. I love your company so very much but…but recently I’ve been starting to ponder on some things.”

♡ You took a second, gathering yourself.

♡ “I really do enjoy the times we have together, Nagito. You’re wonderful, and it’s because of this that I was wondering, and you can say no, but I was wondering if you’d…”

♡ …

♡ “Would you like to go out on a date with me?”

♡ …

♡ You hung your head for a second, terrified, before hearing quiet laughter from in front of you.

♡ You slowly looked up, anxious to see his reaction, only to see that Nagito’s face was glowing.

♡ His lips had slowly grown into a relieved smile, flattery ever present through the red that adorned his pale skin.

♡ He looked at you softly, tilting his head, eyebrows dipped in a sympathetic manner.

♡ Overall he seemed…happy. Grateful, even.

♡ It surprised you, but as you looked at him, his laughter faded.

♡ With it, came a steady, but certain, nod.

♡ You felt yourself grin, the terror leaving your body.

♡ And Nagito seemed to know.

#danganronpa imagines #danganronpa scenarios #danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #x reader #goodbye despair #nagito komeada x reader #nagito komaeda #talentless! reader

[bihanspookies]

Since i heard you write for Tekken I have an idea: Dating Tekken 6 Jin SFW and NSFW headcannons

HELL YEAHH

First of all congrats on successfully managing to get into a relationship with Tekken 6 Jin lmao

Man’s had extreme tunnel vision trying to get to his end goal and was not pleasant.

SFW

• Let’s be real, he’s more focused on his agenda so he doesn’t spend much time with you. Does try to make it up by sending you gifts, money, telling you to take his card and treat yourself to lunch or shopping.

• The times that ARE spent with you…. He’s still working on ways to take down Kazuya. You’ll be trying to talk to him while he’s texting Nina or anyone else he works with about upcoming plans.

• It’s not always like this, he’ll ask about your day and what you did and he really does love hearing about it even though he’s not very expressive in showing it.

• Not particularly into PDA.

• When you’re out in public he’ll have you wrap your arm around his, guide you with a protective hand on your back through a crowd and just stand relatively close to keep an eye on you.

• Def orders for you if you’re going out to eat, always pays, he’s gentleman really but unfortunately will take work related calls and will cut dates early if he’s needed.

• Sometimes he does wonder and ask why you’re with him since he’s not the most present partner. He’s not trying to start a fight, he’s genuinely curious even though he more or less warned you beforehand what getting into a relationship with him would entail.

• Days off for him are rare so if you wake up and he’s still in bed TAKE ADVANTAGE because you don’t know when you’ll have another opportunity to do so.

• I think he’d like if you pampered him in the sense of you cooking him breakfast and bringing it in bed, taking a shower and washing his body, etc etc etc.

• Kisses on the side of your head with a hand holding the other side to keep you still. He’ll kiss you in private when no one’s around, grab the sides of your face to really plant it on you.

NSFW

• He’s definitely on the more quiet side when you have sex. Now don’t get me wrong it’s not like you’re fucking a dead man but all he really does are very subtle groans, grunts and some heavy breathing through his nose. It’s not that he’s not enjoying himself but he wants to focus on pleasuring you and bringing you to climax first.

• I’m gonna say it, he’s also not very expressive either when fucking. Furrows his eyebrows, grits his teeth and barely parts his lips. That’s the most you’re gonna get.

• He likes sex but he doesn’t particularly need to have it, whenever he does he’s doing it more for you if that makes sense (especially since he’s so focused on defeating his dad and raging war against the rest of the world 💀)

• He will let you know he’s in the mood by hugging you from behind and massaging your body in various places. Eventually will lower his hand to your groin and cup it, pushing himself against your ass.

• Helps get you in the mood by using his fingers on you while kissing you softly.

• Strikes me as a missionary man as simple as that is BUT he makes that one position throw out all the other ones because of how good he fucks you.

• He doesn’t fuck fast he’s not a jackrabbit lmao but he does have those rhythmic deep strokes that have stars dance in your vision.

• Clit?? Hard tight circles with his thumb. Dick?? Focuses primary on the head with the center of his palm and gently squeezing it in his fist.

• He will indulge you sometimes if you want to take charge though but he’ll only do it by letting you ride him because he can still control the pace if he wanted to (this is also the only way to get him to be more vocal and expressive lmao). Show him how much you want him, how good he’s making you feel and you have his eyes rolling into the back of his head and letting out a low groan.

• Prefers giving oral but again you’d probably have to ask for it. HOWEVER!! Oral is one of the things he will take his time on because it’s such a slow buildup to climax.

• Receiving oral isn’t really up his alley but won’t stop you if you want to please him especially because he loves how you look with his cock in your mouth (he won’t say it though).

• Isn’t really into cuddling but you slowly open him up to the idea. At first the most he’ll let you do is rest your head on his chest while he lightly puts his arm around you with his hand on your back or hip. Eventually he’ll let you snuggle into his chest but he does keep himself propped up with an elbow while his other hand just kinda traces random patterns on your body.

• Tells you I love you in moments like this when you’re basking in the afterglow of your love making. He runs the tips of his fingers down your cheek and jaw and murmurs it softly while looking into your eyes.

• Because as much of a nasty jerk and asshole as Tekken 6 Jin is lmao, he won’t bring that attitude into the bedroom or just whenever he’s having alone time with you.

• He’s gonna do his best to treat you right because throughout all this war and chaos you’ve managed to get into his heart.

#jin kazama #jin kazama x reader #tekken #my writings #asks

[starlostastronaut]

DAY 07 | BUT A TROUBLEMAKER GIRL

PAIRING: seo changbin x reader

GENRE: crack, fluff

WC: 0.76k

CW: attempt at humour, playful banter/insults (they're besties so its fine haha)

PROMPT: "your hand looks heavy, can i hold it for you?"

i picked out the prompt and my first thought was "from how many things can i make fun of?" lol. so this is where it ended. i honestly have no explanations for this, so just enjoy haha <3

title from troublemaker - olly murs

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"Your hand looks heavy, can I hold it for you?”

You almost choked on your drink when you heard that. When your cough had eased enough for you to be able to speak, you managed to get out a strained “What?” before you launched into another fit, though this time it was a laugh.

“Have you calmed down now?” Changbin grumbled after having to listen to your laugh for another few minutes. If you were to ask him, he would swear the last two minutes were only pretended, because no human could possibly laugh for that long.

“I’m sorryyy Binnie,” you said, wiping imaginary tears from your face. However, upon seeing his unpleasant expression, you straightened your back and stopped the charade. "Yeah, I’m done. Sorry,” you muttered, this time truly meaning it. You didn’t think he took it that seriously, but apparently he did after all, which made you feel genuinely sorry. Sometimes you would simply take your jokes too far without realizing it. “It’s just… since when do you use pick-up lines?”

In the years of knowing Seo Changbin, you had never heard him say a single pick-up line. Sure, Changbin never passed up an opportunity to shamelessly flirt with just about anyone, but he never resorted to something so “primitive” (as he himself once said) like pick-up lines. That was more up Bang Chan’s alley.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Chan-hyung swears it works. He said the fans go crazy whenever he uses one.” He gave you a curious look. “You’re our fan too. Why didn’t it work?” he pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. Despite the situation you found yourself in, the sight of him sitting like that opposite you was just so adorable. Of course, you would never admit it to him, but the thought was still there, making you smirk before you caught yourself.

You opted for standing up from the couch and going to refill your glass, not wanting your face to betray you, given the fact that Changbin was taking this situation seriously, at least to a certain degree.

“My dear Changbin, you’re forgetting one very small but also very important detail,” you called from the kitchen. While waiting for a response, you opened the fridge to take out a bottle of juice.

“What, that I’m not Chan-hyung?”

“No! Well… I mean yes, but that’s not my point,” you yelled back and put the juice back. Walking out of the kitchen, you stopped at the door and leaned your side on the doorframe, with a clear view of Changbin still pouting in the other room. He didn’t exactly look like he had figured it out yet, so it was up to you to give him the hint. “Do you know what the difference is between me and a regular STAY?”

He shook his head and looked up at you, waiting for an answer.

“I’ve met your dumb asses.”

With a smile on your lips, you watched Changbin’s reaction. As if it were slow motion, he furrowed his brows in confusion, but then it got replaced by annoyance. “Yah! What do you mean by that?” he shouted, but there was only pretend anger present in the tone of his voice. You got pretty good at guessing when he was joking, and right now you were sure you were both on the same page.

“That any fan who would spend just a day in the presence of any of you would think twice before falling for you,” you answered with an innocent grin and drank from the glass, making it seem like a neutral conversation. Which it was, theoretically. There was no real malice behind your words, you just enjoyed teasing your best friend.

“Or you just have poor taste, because Stray Kids are totally boyfriend goals,” Changbin retorted, raising an eyebrow as if saying “what’s your response to that, huh?”

But you were ready for him. You two bickered so often that your replies were basically autopilot. Without missing a beat, you scoffed. “Sure, keep telling yourself that.” With a victory smirk, you watched Changbin freeze. He was trying to think of some witty reply, but it seemed like you got him there.

“Wait a minute, doesn’t Jeongin have that friend from school who is also a STAY?” Changbin asked after a moment of silence. You just looked at him, head tilted to the side and confusion written all over your face. “Let’s call them and settle this once and for all,” he explained, already standing up and going to his room for his phone.

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#moony's countdown to christmas #mctc #stray kids x reader #seo changbin x reader #seo changbin #fluff #crack #humour

[quillkiller]

what do you think about ludora (lucius x pandora)?

i haven’t really considered them, sorry!! i’ve seen a few of saints posts where they’ve been tagging them and i’m intrigued!! but i don’t know any lore about them other than that, so i dont really have thoughts:/

however. i am very big on lurthur (lucius/arthur) which is genuinely the only thing that’s been on my mind for days now. so let me take this opportunity to talk about my (and @sugarsnappeases ) lucius <3

my lucius is transfemme but doesn’t ever come out. she does present as sort of androgynous, but in a way that she gets away with it. she’s tall and well respected, but she has her long hair and she’s sooooo pretty. she yearns for everything bellatrix despises. they’re absolut polar opposites to me. lucius wants to be a fragile woman, someones wife, more than anything. she’s a coward bad at being a father and worse at being a husband and she’s just bad at being a man. she yearns for womanhood. to me. but will never live as one.

except for! with arthur. they’re secretely dating at hogwarts. arthur was a mix of bill and charlie back at school. he was a soft punk leftist stoner type guy. and they’re just drawn to each other and start having this secret affair behind closed doors. arthur wears his leather jacket and tells lucius that she’s so pretty. such a pretty thing. braids her hair and touches her gently. like lucius has always longed for. however! they dont communicate. lucius never actually tells arthur her deepest desires about being a woman. never tells arthur how badly she wants to be his wife. arthur treats her like this because he knows her better than anyone, but lucius never lets him all the way in. so arthur knows lucius wants to be treated gently, wants to be called pretty, wants to bat her eyelashes at him and wear pretty things. and thats enough for lucius. its as good as its going to get. they’re always doomed because lucius has to marry a woman and produce an heir. its her only duty.

they break up eventually and both of them get married. athur marries molly, which is ALSO lucius’ opposite. everything she’ll never be. she’s funny, happy go lucky, charming, pleasant— and a woman. lucius is tall, bony, lanky, unpleasant, a downright cunt— and not (percieved as) a woman. she hates molly with a passion. she’s resentful and jealous and downright nasty whenever molly visits arthur at work. because arthur and lucius both work at the ministry <3

lucius marries narcissa. narcissa who’s so similar to lucius. according to me and @sugarsnappeases. they’re both quiet, prefers being in the background, scared, timid. lucius is essentially marrying the woman he so desperately wants to be. which is so interesting in contrast to narcissas own self hatred about her position. like yeah there’s probably a small pool of pureblood witches she’s allowed to choose from, but she’s still percieved as a man and has the choice. and she picks narcissa because it’s the version of herself that’s allowed to be a woman. it’s an okay marriage at first. they sort of understand each other. but it turns more and more sour the older lucius gets, the more she pushes down her own womanhood. she resents narcissa just for being allowed to be her wife.

the affair with arthur continues because neither of them can stop. it continues for years! years!!!! and they’re still not really communicating. lucius has this entire one sided version of their affair where she’s arthurs mistress. she makes sure they’re always messing around in arthurs office because lucius wants to feel like the wife/mistress coming to seduce their husband at work. but she never actually outright tells arthur all of thus. again, arthur knows her better than anyone and makes lucius feel like herself in ways no ever has, but never completely. never fully. arthur doesn’t know about how lucius yearns to be his wife. his girl. he asks arthus to tell her she’s prettier than molly. and arthur does. always. lucius asks him to tell her shes prettier than narcissa. and arthur does. tells lucius she’s the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. lucius will dress up for arthur, wear womens underwear, silk anything, do her hair and arthur will treat her gently and worship her

so like. lucius never gets to live as a woman but she gets (almost) everything she wants from this affair with arthur. because she has her own idea about what this affair is. in her head she really is arthurs good girl. she’s made it out in her head where she’s the woman of arthurs dream. AND SHE IS !!!!!! AND ARTHUR WOULD SAY SO !!!! IF THEY TALKED !!!!! BUT THEY DONT !!!!!!!

molly gets pregnant. its fine. arthur has lucy on his lap in some weird wizard motel and tells her it doesnt matter. i’ll never leave you. i cant leave you. i’ll be here. you’re my pretty star. i’m your man. it doesn’t have to change anything.

bill is born. it changes everything. arthur falls in love at firt sight. having a kid changed arthur wholeheartedly. he looks into that baby’s eyes and he decides there and then he’ll clean up his act. hes going to be a good husband and a good role model.

arthur loves his kids more than he loves lucy, but he loves lucy more than he loves molly. he spends his days with his kids (HIS MILLION KIDS) and its enough. it fills his heart and there’s no lucy shaped void. then he goes to bed with molly and that’s when lucy comes running back into his mind again.

so they break ut off. for real this time. and arthur doesn’t come back. he wont let himself. and lucius just. goes off the fucking deep end after this.

she finally produces an heir and hopes maybe she’ll understand. she’ll see her kid and feel what arthur feels. but draco is born and lucy doesn’t feel anything. but narcissa connects with draco immediately. and lucy hates her for it. hates her for her maternal instincts and is so jealous and resentful. arthur is gone and even tho arthur never knew the full truth, it was the closest thing lucy had. the closest thing she had to feeling like a woman (which. unhealthy. and isnt fair on arthur obviously. this is not a wholesome love story). now she’s fully and completely trapped being a well respected pureblood husband, statis, a father, there’s a war at the horizon. etc etc etc .

arthur and lucy almost relapse once. years and years later. after the first war. maybe even after ginny is born. lucy is in arthurs office. and theyve just been talking. and its getting intimate. and arthur knows its dangerous territory. and hes been avoiding this. but he just cant this time. and eventually they’re so close. their lips are only inches apart. and lucy says ’i’d leave it all for you, if you asked.” and that’s. ruins everything. arthur snaps out of it immediately.

BECAUSE WHAT LUCY MEANS IS I WANT TO BE YOUR WIFE. I WANT A SECOND CHANCE AND I WANT IT WITH YOU. BUT WHAT ARTHUS HEARS IS I WOULD LEAVE MY FAMILY WITHOUT THINKING TWICE. I’D ABANDON MY CHILD. AND THATS THE THING. THEY HAVENT EVER COMMUNICATED. ARTHUR DOESNT KNOW WHAT LUCIUS THINKS SHES OBVIOUSLY TELLING HIM. all arthur hears is that lucy would abandon her son. and arthur changed when he had children. and what lucy means is i did it all wrong and i regret it and i want to be your wife.

kara had this really interesting point about lucius and narcissa being very similar in that way of not communiacting. and in being hopeless (irrational) romantics. like. lucius thinks that arthur should just know. lucy is convinced that arthur is the love of her life. that they were made for each other. and arthur should just be able to know. be able to read between te lines. lucy thought she was being romantic when she said she’d leave everything behind for arthur. BUT THATS NOT WHAT ARTHUR HEARS .

anyway. yeah. lucius gets to feel like a woman twice in her life and it’s with arthur and bellatrix. you can read about her relationship with bellatrix here and here. which to me takes place during the first war, post arthur breaking it off with lucius. it’s unbelievably unhealthy and self destructive and not dynamics i endorse! but dynamics i find interesring nonetheless <3 also tw for pseudo incest i guss because lucy begs bella to tell her she’s prettier/better than narcissa and bella does <3 because she’s also fucked up !

#THIS IS UNBELIEVABLY LONG #but ive genuinely been feeling violently ill about lucius and lurthur these past few days #lucius #lurthur #hannibal to my will

[tahyal]

This is advice for the previous asker. 

As I was reading your post I felt like it was me who is speaking. Currently I’m in Japan and work culture here is toxic sometimes with some people being either cold or mean. I got my job just six months ago but I literally burnt out from the first month and thought about quitting my job every single day despite liking my job working with kids. What worked for me is a combination of being both assertive and dismissive whenever a situation happens . Depending on the situation, you either need to instantly fireback at them. And at times you literally just need to ignore their existence. You get to decide if something is worth speaking over. Plus when you realize some people don’t get it, in that case probably just ignoring could work because you can only say so much without it getting over their head. 

I know it is hard. For me it was specially hard because growing up all my life I have been extremely nice and gentle, so being assertive isn’t in my nature. I literally had to google “how to deal with mean people in an Islamic way” lol 😂 but what worked for me is that I spoke to myself every single morning as I get ready in front of the mirror and at night at times and tell myself I am strong and I am assertive and that I will stand up for myself. Not only thqt but that I’ll be a pretty badass at it if someone even tries. I had to hype myself up on so many days now that I genuinely got it and I haven’t had problems since as I am instantly firing back at them and without feeling guilty about it too. 

Also literally every morning I would make dhikr and say “ La hawla wala quwata ila billah” - there is no power nor strength except by Allah the Lofty, the Great".  The key is to say it while you are very present , focused and trusting of Allah. And be consistent. Also, always make duaa. This has worked immensely whenever I struggled with anything I just make duaa every single day relentlessly and then subhanAllah Allah always makes a way out. 

Always remind yourself that Allah has created you and honored and dignified you immensely , you are so precious and so high in the eye of Allah . Make sure you carry yourself with that sense of pride and dignity that Allah has bestowed upon you and always choose you first. The more you speak up for yourself , the stronger you will become specially mentally and for future situations. This world sometimes is cruel but always detach and remember you are not responsible for people’s behavior or emotions and that whatever is going on is their issue. Constantly make dhikr while at work to gain endurance for the day. You got it ! 

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

[strywoven]

quarterly check-in time ( + some house-keeping ) !  it is now the halfway mark of my semester and i am realizing how nanami ( jjk ) coded i am bc i - to the extreme - min-max my time to maximize my academic output.  work-life balance ?  not in this house ; only work.  as always , feel free to skip over this or read this at your leisure , but i will preface there’s a somewhat IMPORTANT note at the end.

i was invited to join symposium day in april.  which , again , is another major honor on my part , but i declined bc - full disclosure - i am not a man who does well with public speaking.  so , while i would’ve appreciated the accreditation of speaking , i also know that i would’ve stood at the podium , shook like a leaf and been so nervous that i made ( very bad ) jokes the entire presentation of my research projects OR i would’ve spoken so quietly they would’ve had to turn my mic ALL THE WAY UP bc no-one could hear my stupid ass as i mumbled through the whole thing.  the board member who was inviting me was like , “you know , i don’t think you give yourself enough credit” and i had to sit with that for a little while.

remember when i said i was accepted into the Psi Chi honors society ?  well , golly gee , there’s A FEE for membership !  how dare you want my time and my commitment and then demand my nonexistent money.  absolute malarkey.

in moral theology i want to report that whenever the prof brings up sociology and/or psychology , he IMMEDIATELY does the *pauses , looks at me in the front row* “... mav?”  IN LIKE.  the most expectant way.  bc he knows i have input on the subject.  i’m the resident nerd ig.  NOT LIKE I’M THE ONLY PSYCH MAJOR IN THAT CLASS BTW.  i’m just the only one with a big mouth.

i’ve noticed i have a rapport with several professors on-campus now … like , they will actually stop and wave to me when they see me or flag me down to talk to me and i *clenches fist* it makes me so happy.  it’s wild to come to the realization that these people genuinely GIVE A SHIT about me and how my education is going , i’ll say it.

as for my house-keeping tidbit : i cannot believe that i have to remind everyone about smth that is stated NUMEROUS TIMES in my rules , about smth that i make evident whenever we talk ooc - please , my compatriots in christ , COMMUNICATE .  in lieu of being hard-blocked by a now ex-mutual who i perceived as a ( good ) friend , over … i truly do not know what … i was so blindsided by this , i nearly deleted my blog out of shock and anxiety.  we are all adults , and none of us are mind-readers.  if ever there is a concern or smth you need to tell me , just do so !!  this is not meant as a vague , nor is meant to be a vent , but i do want to make clear that i am always open to being approached.  thank you.

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #half way point let's go brothers #re the important note : just ... pls keep it in mind #anyways !! #spring break this upcoming week sooo... #shall we write ? shall we serve c*nt and do replies ? #no idea tbh my creative drive has been slaughtered lately #but i do always have motivation to plot

[raventreehouse]

Oblivious to you

Notes -  I know we know barely anything about them, but that won’t fucking stop me cause I’m already a simp. Besides the splatfest got me excited to write this so: HAVE FUN READING BITCHES.

Pairing - Shiver (splatoon) x reader

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Okay so, Shiver isn’t an idiot. Far from it actually.

They are an incredibly smart individual, usually in the group they’re in, taking charge with planning with some help from Frye and Big man.

They also have countless little facts about a bunch of topics and on certain topics they can practically teach you everything about it.

Even with flirting they are incredibly smooth and charming. They’re an idol for a reason. They know where to place their fan to make them seem more mysterious and interesting. And with fan interactions they know just what to say to make a fan blush or light up.

However, when it came to you, it seemed their skills in observation have disappeared out of thin air. You guessed it’s because they think you are joking whenever you seem to flirt with them, or something along those lines, because they never seemed to clock in the fact that you’ve been hardcore flirting with them for a year.

It started out innocent and smooth enough. A few compliments here and there, doing small things like opening the door and similar small things.

—

You stared at Shiver from across the room.

They were getting their makeup ready for the show in front of their vanity right beside Frye who was doing the same.

Big man was already done with everything so he was sitting next to you on the couch that was against the wall opposite of the vanities.

It was hard to not stare at them, after all, they were gorgeous in your eyes and you were so lucky to just be their friend. You decided however, after a bunch of overthinking, you were going to try and make it a bit more obvious that you like them more than just a friend.

Thanks to anxiety however this wasn’t going to be anything big. You decided that there is no better way to start than the present. So you have been waiting patiently to give them a compliment, practicing what you’re going to say in your head.

Luckily Frye was done first, both you and Big man hyping her up from the couch as she posed dramatically as if she was already on stage. The three of you dissolved into giggles and you saw Shiver turn to you three to give a small smile.

Eventually Shiver was done and as they stood up and turned around, you smiled at them. You took a deep breath to calm your nerves. “You look amazing, Shiver.”

They gave a grin. “Thank you, (y/n).” They said, you thought you did it, but that’s when Frye and Big man hyped them up too when you realized it was not going to be seen as something more than a friendly compliment. Well until you find the confidence to do more, this is all you’d be doing for now.

It still felt good to say what you think, you did hope you didn’t sound like some fan trying too hard. 

—

They didn’t seem to get it, which fair enough, you wouldn’t either. It’s hard to clock when someone is genuinely flirting with you. So you started doing bigger things, flirting heavier and making it clear that you like them.

But in the end that didn’t seem to work either.

—

You and Shiver were outside. It was dark and the park you two were in was dimly lit. 

The two of you decided to go on a walk, it was a nice evening and it felt good to have some alone time with Shiver. Frye and Big man were too tired from the day so they stayed in the apartment the three idols shared with each other.

It was quiet and the stars shone brightly. You decided it was the right time to start flirting heavier, you took all the courage you had and forced yourself to say what you’ve been thinking out loud. “Did I ever tell you about how you remind me of stars?” You asked, giving a small glance to Shiver who was walking beside you.

“Hm? No you haven’t, I am curious though, do tell why.” Shiver answered with a smile.

“Well, I feel like you easily shine as brightly as them. Even if you don’t say a lot you stand out in a room. People keep their distance only because they think you shine so bright that they’re nowhere near your level.” You began, giving another deep breath before continuing. “Not to mention that you’re simply gorgeous and out of this world.” 

“That’s-” They cut themself off as they giggled lightly. “That was incredibly nice of you to say, I’ll keep that comment close to me.”

You were so proud of yourself having said it, until a few days later it became clear that they saw it as a friendly comment once more as they told the other two about it, telling how amazing of a friend you are. It stung a bit, but it was them just being oblivious right? You hoped for it.

—

That’s when you decided to just outwardly tell them, it didn’t work either. Luckily it didn’t feel like a rejection or that they wanted to avoid the topic. They genuinely thought you were joking or weren’t serious about it.

—

It was getting a bit hard, I mean Frye and Big man knew. You weren’t sure if Shiver knew or if they just wanted to not let you bring it up anymore.

Today was the day you’ll know for sure. You were going to straight up confess to see what they thought about it. It’s been a long few months already so this is going to help a bunch, for everyone involved. 

So you waited until you two could be alone and gave a small signal to Frye and Big man who looked at each other, back at you and nodded. After they did they came up with a small excuse to leave the room, leaving you and Shiver alone.

“Hey Shiver, can I tell you something real quick?” You wanted to get this done as soon as possible, just rip the bandaid off.

“Hm? Of course, I’m all ears.” They said turning to you from the place they were sitting with a smile.

“I just- I just wanted to let you know I like you, like a lot.”

You were afraid it was going to be silent afterwards, but the fact that they didn’t miss a beat didn’t fully make you relax either.

“I like you too, (y/n).” They responded with a smile. “You’ve always been an amazing friend, so it’s hard to not like you.”

That’s all you needed to hear, you were just a friend to them. So you forced a small smile and continued the conversation as normal until you went home. You may have cried in your pillow that night, but nobody needs to know that.

—

After that situation you mostly backed off, sometimes you couldn’t help yourself with giving maybe a few too many compliments, but that was about it. 

You thought that this was it, you just had to get over them and move on with your life. 

But then something unexpected happened that not only you, but also Frye and Big man were stunned by. 

—

You were once again hanging out with the idols, watching them as they practiced their new choreography.

It’s been about two weeks after your confession, so you’re still trying to work the feelings away you have for Shiver. Luckily you love watching all of them dance, trying to keep yourself from staring at Shiver for too long.

They decided to take a little break so all three were doing something, drinking some water and sweating out a bit. 

Shiver decided to come sit next to you, drinking their water and smiled when turning to you. “What do you think of the new choreography?” They asked as they put their water bottle away, before turning back to you.

“I think it’s amazing! It fits you three a lot with the different choreography, but still the same vibe to the music. I love the Big man’s spins, Frye’s very energetic moves and how you manage to always move so elegantly no matter what.” You gave them a smile.

They giggled. “Why thank you, you’re always so kind.” You couldn’t help yourself. “Well it’s easy to compliment you, after all you're incredibly amazing and beautiful…” You trailed off as you realized what you said, your face warming up in embarrassment as you avoided eye contact.

“Are…” They trailed off, causing you to look at them for their expression to find any clue on what they mean. When you looked at them their face was filled with shock as their eyes were wide open, with their mouth hanging open a bit too. You mentioned for them to continue what they were going to say, which caused them to snap out of their shock a little bit to get out their full sentence.

“Are you flirting with me?” At this everything just stopped for a moment. Big man whipped around to see what was going on as Frye dropped her bottle of water with her jaw hanging open. You just stared at Shiver blinking a lot more than you should need in that minute.

After everything came in for you, your face dropped in a deadpan with a small smirk. You decided to take this moment to be maybe a little salty about it. “Have been for the past year, but thanks for noticing, darling.”

It was Shiver’s turn to blink as they stared at you with more shock and a blush slowly crawling onto their face. “I- are you serious?”

“Yeah,” Frye decided to speak up. “They have been. Big man and I have been trying to help them out by sometimes leaving you two alone or hyping them up from somewhere you couldn’t see.”

Big man gave a small nod with a quiet ‘Ay!’ to confirm what Frye had just said.

“So when you-” You cut them off. “Yep”

“And when we-” Frye cut them off this time. “If you’re talking about the walk, yep yep that was flirting.”

“And when I-” Big man cut them off at last. “Ay!” 

“Yeah I told you that I liked you romantically. At least that is how I meant it.” You said just having a tired smile on your face.

“And I accidentally rejected you, without knowing friendzoning you.” Shiver finished as they let themselves slip down a bit from the chair they were sitting on as they realized how oblivious they were to your advances. 

“Yep.” You, Frye and Big man all said at the same time in your own way.

Shiver groaned and hid their face with their hands. Judging from their red ears they were hiding their red face. 

“I think me and Big man should give you both some privacy, we’ll go get some take out since our practice is already over!” Frye announced, before leaving the room with Big man following her out.

“Are you doing okay, Shiver?” You asked them.

They nodded. “Yeah I’m doing alright, just a bit embarrassed.” 

You smiled at them. “Penny for your thoughts?”

“I just can’t believe I’ve been accidentally friendzoning my crush for an entire year without realizing it.” They said rubbing their face as your face turned warm from the confession.

When the shock passed you started giggling at what they’re saying. They pouted at you and grabbed their fan, lightly and playfully smacking you with it. You shielded yourself from the smack still laughing.

“Yeah go ahead, just laugh at my suffering.” They said waving you off.

This was the moment. The moment you’ve been waiting for: a chance to be smooth.

You gently grabbed their hands into yours as they waved you off. They turned to you with a flustered expression. You let go of one of their hands and put it on their cheek, gently caressing it with your thumb. “You do know you haven’t lost your chance yet, right?”

You saw them gulp as you moved closer to them. 

You leaned in until you and them were nose to nose. You didn’t come any closer as you watched the blushing idol realize that you wanted them to close the gap.

They took a shaky breath before closing the gap, kissing you softly. You smiled as you kissed back, still holding their hand and cheek.

—

And that was how you two got together. A fun story for you and an embarrassing one for your partner.

A story that Frye and Big man were part of.

A story that got a few giggles from Marina and got Pearl rolling on the ground when you met ‘Off the hook’.

A story that got the squid sisters teasing Shiver in their own way. It was a dream meeting those two.

And a story that you and Shiver will forever remember as an amazing memory.

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #shiver #frye #big man #deep cut #shiver x reader #splatoon imagines

[rosexmary]

How can we contact our spirit guides? Btw i love u so much 🥺✨🤍

Hi! Everyone contacts their guides differently but here’s some common ways to contact them.

1. Start by just talking to them

They are probably already happy that you acknowledge them so start by just talking to them. It will feel like you are just talking to yourself at first but as you talk to them, you will notice them communicating back to you. For example, whenever you talk to them about your worries, they might show you white feathers or angel numbers such as 1111, 222, etc.

2. Divination

Use divination tools to contact them. You might want to use tarot to get to know them. There are many tarot spreads on spirit guides so try using them.

3. Dream work

If you can remember your dreams easily, this one will be easy to you. Tell them things you want to know and tell them you want to get answers from your dreams.

4. Meditation

There are many guided meditation on contacting your guides on youtube so try them out!

5. Get other people’s help

There are many people who offers spirit guide reading on the internet. Remember that not all of them are genuine though. (I can also give you a free reading if you want cuz i’m kinda free right now)

In my personal experiences, spirit guides present themselves very subtly. They can be your friends but they won’t be as active as other spirits/entities so don’t get too frustrated if you can’t notice their signs!

[oddberryshortcake]

For the ask meme; Jamil! <3

[Looks around at my blog anxiously]

What I love about them: His design is top tier. I’m glad he’s openly acknowledged as one of the most if not the most prettiest twst character. 

It’s a bit harder for me to put him into words but I’ll try. His complexities and frankly, insane amount of issues is just so compelling to me. He’s also genuinely entertaining and a delight whenever he’s on screen. 

I find myself wanting him to achieve his dreams and get the hell out of this hell hole, but also he can suffer just a little bit more.

What I hate about them: He’s so WEIRD. It’s endearing, but sometimes you just sit back and watch him have whole rants in his head and him acting up that makes you want to splash water on his face lmao 

His obsession with power dynamics is understandable given how he grows up and lives but my MAN!! SNAP OUTTA IT!! (Its okay, he can be a little delusional)

Favorite Moment/Quote: I could pull up the quote but I don’t feel like it, so I’ll just describe the event 

It’s when everyone is watching the fireworks show at Scalding Sands and Jamil just quietly calls out to Kalim and admits that he was actually enjoying being there with everyone (‘not so bad’ as he says)

I cannot emphasize how HUGE that is for him. Any semblance of this man finally opening up, communicating and being happy I gRASP for. It’s always the tiniest baby steps, and the fact it was such an innocent confession. 

It’s probably been years since Jamil thought he could talk to Kalim about something and sought him out. But he did it. *wipes tear from eye*

What I would like to see more focus on: Just begging on my hands and knees to see Jamil have more good experiences. Let him travel, let him have some sort of fun without some kind of catch lol 

What I would like to see less focus on: Can there stop being vignettes where the whole plot is that Jamil is miserable and no one cares?? I swear this has happened more than once but I could be wrong. But yeah, the Sunset Savanna vignette where Jamil is just running around stressed out looking for Kalim and Kalim’s just like “lol yeah but everything worked out” and it’s like, KALIM MY BOY I BELIEVED IN YOU!! (But that’s another wish I have for a different character obviously. And I get not every vignette can be post 4 development) 

Favorite pairing with: I am an MC x Jamil shipper, so what? 

But honestly this man can get paired up with anyone and it would be enjoyable. Like Sebek, Azul or Emi—

Favorite friendship: I’m not delusional, Jamil seems to actually be decently close to MC. Like there’s actually some respect there. Also he’s gotten Sebek a birthday present every year since Sebek got him that travel guide book and I think that’s sweet 

NOTP: I’m not really against anything in general. I personally think that, in the context of Jamil and Kalim, they need to actually work on being friends- real equal friends, before they could consider being in a romantic relationship. 

Favorite headcanon: I’m kinda stumped atm but I do think Jamil is going to get a Macaw one day and he’s going to love them. 

#asks #Jamil Viper

[absolute-flaming-trash]

This is the most self indulgent I've ever been, and this very much not for people who get grossed out by bugs.

It's also the result of a wonderful conversation with @after-witch when we were up to "no good bug stuff"

Pairing: Mahito x Reader

SFW, Horror

Word Count: 1'879

Warnings: Budding yandere behaviour, Insects, Gore, Torture (not reader, at least physically), Victim blaming, Mahito's experiments are their own warning

There was no way you could’ve known what would come from meeting someone like Mahito.

It was an interaction born out of innocence, at least on your part. A naivete that only presented itself when you were in the element of pursuing your favourite pastime.

He could have ignored you - left you to your own devices and let you carry on with your life, but instead he engaged you directly; overcome with a joy that held more than just curiosity, and it all started with a question you were now incredibly familiar with, both in and outside of your home.

“What are you doing?”

You were hunched somewhat awkwardly over your desk, full attention on the insect in front of you.

“I’m trying to get the elytra out for display.” Your words were slightly muffled by the two thin pins held between your lips. “And it’s being a pain in the ass.”

He hovered over you with his chin pressed uncomfortably against your shoulder as he watched you spread the outer covering of the bright green beetle you had pinned on a piece of styrofoam - revealing the glossy, transparent wing underneath.

“You’re in my light.”

He didn’t budge, but you could feel the movement in his cheeks as he smiled.

“So this one is dead, right?”

“I wouldn’t be working on it if it wasn’t, I left it in the kill-jar for nearly twelve hours.” You grunted in frustration when the elytra snapped back over the wing. “Remember, beetles take longer to die.”

“Why?”

“Because their exoskeleton is thicker.”

“Why?”

“It acts like armor.”

“Why?”

“To protect their insides.”

“Why?”

“Mahito, do you want me to finish this so we can go back out, or not?”

The sharpness of his giggle right in your ear made you flinch and lose your grip on the elytra for the nth time in a row. You shot him a quick glare out of the corner of your eye.

“Seriously, the sooner I get this done, the sooner I can show you where to find beetles for your own collection.”

One of his hands appeared in your vision and held the elytra in place long enough for you to place a pin down.

“Thank you.”

He hummed and watched you put the final touches on the insect display, still smothering you with his presence. You had yet to voice your discomfort despite the fact he was quite literally breathing down your neck.

To say Mahito took some getting used to was an understatement, but part of you didn’t mind. It felt good to have someone so genuinely interested in your hobbies instead of becoming immediately disgusted whenever the topic was brought up. His pure, unwavering delight to learn everything you had to offer was something you treasured greatly, and it was enough to make you tolerate the majority of his behaviour.

Otherwise you’d say his enthusiasm was bathed in enough red flags to make a blanket.

“Okay.” you took the leftover pins from between your lips and placed them back in their respective vial. “I just need to prime the kill-jar, and then we can go.”

His smile widened against your neck and he finally backed off enough that you could move unrestricted.

“What are you using?”

“Do you seriously not remember, or do you just want to listen to me explain again?”

There was no true malice in your tone when you turned to face him with an eyebrow raised, the smile on your face was enough to discredit that entirely. He sat on a semi-cleared corner of your desk, crumpling whatever papers that were laid out underneath his weight as he picked up a small, clear vial that contained a yellow tinged liquid.

The way he eyed it reminded you of how a cat looked at christmas ornaments.

“I don’t remember you using this.”

“That’s because I normally don’t.” You plucked the vial from his fingers, ignoring Mahito’s child-like whine that followed as you opened a medium sized jar, replacing the old sponge at the bottom with a new one. “I can’t get new acetone until my campus opens back up on Monday, so I’m using nail polish remover as a substitute.”

“Does it affect the bugs differently?”

“Not really.” The sponge grew marginally in size from the few drops of liquid. “Depending on the brand, I might have to use a little more than what I usually would.”

He took the vial from you again once you were done and held it up to his face, the stitches on his skin contorting with the faces he made..

You had never asked about them - assuming only some kind of terrible accident could possibly result in such a unique and admittedly corpse-like appearance.

“Okay.” You tightened the lid on the jar then tossed it up a few inches in the air, catching and gripping it eagerly. “Are you good to go?”

The skin around his eyes crinkled in an expression you saw every time he got particularly excited about something.

“Oh yes.”

You grabbed your net and slung it over your shoulder as the two of you walked out of your home and onto the streets of Tokyo. “If we can’t find any beetles, we’ll go hunting for butterflies.” You beamed, a bit of laughter following your words. “That way you’ll finally have one of your own and you can stop messing with mine.”

“Actually…” Mahito hooked his arm around your elbow and pulled you against him. You had to tighten your grip on the jar to keep it from falling. “I want to take a little detour before we catch anything else.”

The direction he turned was the opposite of the park you had in mind, and while you weren’t exactly an expert on the layout of Japan, the way he was leading you was more towards the industrial side of the city than any parks you knew of.

You frowned a little.

“I want you to know if you’re taking me to some place to kill me, I will fight back.”

Your flat, monotonous tone was met with a snigger.

“It’s a surprise.” He paused briefly, giggling to himself a little more before adding onto his sentence in a moment of after-thought. “I think you’ll get a kick out of it.”

He stared down at you and the amount of mirth swimming amongst the blue and gray sent a pang of anxiety through your gut. You weren’t really one for surprises.

“And this kick can’t wait until we have some bugs?”

“Nope.” He popped the P as he led you further into the bowels of the city.

Quite literally.

Eventually he stopped in front of a broken grate that led into a drainage system, and gestured towards it.

“After you.”

You hesitated, but obliged and rested your net against the stone wall beside the opening before you hunched over to enter through the rusted gap of broken metal - the kill-jar still clasped firmly in your hand out of protective habit.

The net would be easy enough to replace if it got stolen during this little side-quest, but the jar… not so much. You had only just found one that was the perfect size for transport and quality control for your beloved insects, and you weren’t very keen on repeating the search anytime soon.

The tunnels were slick and slimy to the touch, so you reserved to hovering your arms in the air for balance as you pushed forwards.

It was terribly dark. What little light existed came from an area a few dozen yards ahead, and you headed for it without question - anxious to get whatever Mahito was so excited about over with.

“I do hope you like it.” Mahito’s voice wasn’t far behind you, maybe two feet at the most. “You’ve been a wonderful teacher.”

As you rounded the corner into the light, the smell hit you before you saw them, so it took a moment to register the scene in front of you.

The jar shattered into pieces on the ground as you brought your hands up to your mouth in horror.

They were everywhere. Humans, or what was left of them, strung up in various poses along the walls of the sewer. The stink of iron hung heavy in the air and you were overcome with a wave of nausea when one of them moved against the pieces of metal that held them in place.

They were still alive.

“I tried to apply everything you taught me.” Mahito’s overly excited voice echoed off the walls as he came in behind you - pushing you further into his lair when you wouldn’t move out of the way. “Although humans are a bit more fickle than your little bugs.”

He left you in the center of the room and walked over to one of his victims, their chest barely rising and falling - and that in itself was a miracle. To call them human anymore was wrong. Their limbs had been reshaped to mimic that of a cricket while the skin of their back had been flayed open to crudely resemble the wings of a butterfly.

The first tears fell when their warbled cries filled the room and your ears registered two pitiful words.

‘Kill me’

Mahito’s own expression briefly drooped in response to the plea for mercy, but his haunting look of unadulterated glee was quickly restored.

“Your advice on using acetone to kill them doesn’t work very well.” Mahito’s tone was chastising, but his smile betrayed his true emotions. “At the most it just makes them pass out. Not the most effective poison for my own specimens, I’m afraid.”

He flicked the makeshift “wings” before he made his way back over to you, and your stomach lurched in response. Your mouth opened and closed repeatedly as your mind raced to come up with some kind of retort.

The scientist in you wanted to point out the fact acetone would never even come close to killing a human, but that was the very least of the current issue here. Outright calling him a monster didn’t feel like enough… He had taken your passion and knowledge and twisted it into something perverted. Disgusting. Something shockingly evil and vile.

He cooed mockingly and the sound dissolved into giggles as he brought his fingers up to pinch your cheeks so your lips squished together under the pressure. “You look like a fish.”

You yanked your head back violently and you shot him the most scathing look you could possibly muster.

“You’re a fucking abomination to this Earth.”

“Oh come on, you’re being such a downer.” He threw an arm over your shoulders and pulled you to him in a crushingly tight embrace. One that was far more smothering than any of his previous advances could ever be.

“I did this all for you. After all, it wouldn’t have been possible if I hadn't met you.”

On second thought, evil wasn’t right either. It implied there was some level of good that existed - something in his soul that could be redeemed, but that didn’t exist in Mahito.

Inhuman felt better. Correct in the most terrible of ways.

A reality that sunk in far too late as he pressed his lips against your tear-stained cheek.

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